Such adorable baby animals!



Even when He Zicheng had someone replace the whip with one with one studded with iron nails, she still didn't die. It seems she became immune to whipping afterward, and no longer cried or made a fuss whenever she was caught.

This gave Dou Shiliu a headache; the female lead was like a tenacious little cockroach.

Qingyun sat inside the house of Caomu Xiu, brewing herbs. On the stone bed lay an orc with a small towel made of animal skin on his forehead.

"How are you? Still feeling unwell?"

Qingyun poured the concentrated medicine boiled from the herbs into a wooden bowl and lifted it up.

"Here, drink this and lie down for a while, you'll feel better."

The orc, pale-faced, took the medicine bowl. His expression darkened at the unpleasant smell.

"Holy Maiden, I don't want to eat."

Upon hearing this, Qingyun removed the towel from his forehead and helplessly patted his head.

The orc blushed slightly.

"If you don't eat it, you won't get better. Do you want to eat the herbal paste from the pharmacist next door?"

Upon hearing the name "Pharmacist," the orc looked disgusted, but still drank the medicine Qing Yun gave him in one gulp.

"That's a good girl!"

He patted his head with satisfaction.

"Just go back and lie down for a while, and you'll feel better."

Upon hearing Qingyun's words, the orc walked out of the wooden house and left.

Dou Shiliu walked in

Qingyun was tidying up some dregs of medicine when she heard the noise coming in. She calmly spoke up.

"What's wrong? Lie down in bed."

After I finished tidying up, I looked up and saw a figure.

Silver hair, eyes that are cold and empty yet seem to hold a million stars, are stunning.

What a beautiful female!

Qingyun was almost smitten by her beauty, but thankfully he managed to look away in time.

She hadn't seen such a beautiful female in a long time; her skin was soft and smooth, unlike the rough skin of other females.

"Excuse me, is there anything you need? Are you feeling unwell?"

Such a beautiful female, with a fair and rosy complexion, probably doesn't have any diseases.

Are they here to cause trouble again?

Qing Yun smiled inwardly. So even goddesses who are adored in modern times would come looking for trouble?

Are you jealous of her?

A smug glint flashed in Qingyun's eyes. Her grandfather was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and she had been familiar with precious medicinal herbs since childhood. She was skilled in treating illnesses, but nowadays people go to big hospitals for medical treatment, and no one treats traditional Chinese medicine doctors.

She has a petite and delicate appearance, which makes her appear exceptionally small and soft in this beastly world where every woman is 1.78 meters tall.

Many males would injure themselves just to get a glimpse of her, using the opportunity to treat their illnesses.

And the men here are no less attractive than those in modern times; they're incredibly good-looking and devoted!

Qingyun thought she must have gotten incredibly lucky to be born into this world, allowing her to be pursued and adored by men…

Dou Shiliu looked at Qing Yun's indifferent face and sneered.

I thought it would be much prettier.

I didn't expect him to be just an ordinary person.

During the journey, every single man praised the woman, and she was brainwashed into believing how beautiful she was.

And she calls herself kind? Her smugness was written all over her face.

This is a woman with an insatiable vanity.

Upon hearing this, Qingyun showed no anger and responded gently.

"You are the most beautiful female I have ever seen. My appearance is naturally not pleasing to your eye."

He cursed Dou Shiliu to death in his heart.

So what if she's good-looking? She's still not gentle enough! Not considerate enough, just like a country bumpkin, a foolish beastman with only beauty.

Dou Shiliu looked at Qing Yun's fake smile with a mocking expression.

"Indeed, a woman like you who can't even transform into a beast is certainly not to my liking. After all, you'd die the moment you left the tribe, so it's no wonder the females in the tribe don't have a good impression of you; you're as weak as an ant."

Qing Yun gritted her teeth inwardly. Was this woman deliberately coming to mock her?

"This female, if you're not going to treat the illness, please leave!"

She stopped pretending to be gentle and coldly told Dou Shiliu to get out.

Dou Shiliu didn't care about her attitude; he was only thinking about when Qingyun would arrive.

She wanted to beat this pretentious woman to death.

Qingyun had told her earlier that she was leaving for a while, but she hadn't returned yet.

"You are the chief of this tribe. I'm informing you, and I hope you will manage your people to prevent a riot."

The tea on the table was as cold and desolate as Qingyun's words.

"Mythical beast, this matter is probably... a bit difficult."

The elderly minister never imagined that the mythical beast's first visit to his tribe would be to annihilate his tribe's holy maiden...

Is it difficult?

Qingyun lowered her eyes, her expression unreadable.

"If you can't control your people..."

Qingyun looked up, staring coldly at the old orc opposite her.

"Then your race may be stained with blood."

The minister's hand holding the cane trembled slightly.

"I think the minister should understand how grave the crime of stealing the power of a divine beast is?"

The minister remained silent; his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner fear.

I will keep a close eye on the tribe.

Qingyun was ultimately an outsider.

Are you coming or not?

Qing Yun glared angrily at the cold-blooded woman in front of him.

"Shut up"

Dou Shiliu glanced at her indifferently, his imposing presence suppressing Qing Yun.

Qingyun felt like he couldn't breathe, and his legs trembled uncontrollably as he looked at the woman. His throat itched and he felt his blood churning.

Suddenly, her breathing calmed down, and the blood that had just reached the tip of her throat slowly receded.

Dou Shiliu looked at her; it was Qingyun's faith power helping her relieve stress.

Qing Yun breathed heavily. This woman... actually dared to lay a hand on her...

She trembled and retreated to the corner. What should she do...?

"What are you doing?"

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