What the cowardly rat didn't say was that he also thought Mu Qing was a treasure, really delicious. However, being a beastman who had lived for hundreds of years, he didn't show any unusual reaction.
Mu Qing smiled and explained, "I... am considered a member of the Wood Spirit Clan, which is probably why he misunderstood me." She thought to herself, "Since Yao Zhi and the others all consider him a member of the Wood Spirit Clan, then he should consider himself a member of the Wood Spirit Clan in this world."
Upon hearing this, the cowardly rat seemed to wake from a dream.
Upon hearing this, Mousey was relieved and said happily, "Dad, I'm not broken! That's great, that's really great!"
The cowardly mouse: "......"
The timid rat said respectfully to Mu Qing, "My lord, is there anything you like? Just take it; it's a small token of our appreciation."
Mu Qing looked at them and found several Blood Spirit Fruits. She chose the one with the highest energy and said, "This one will do."
Just as Mu Qing was about to say that he would send the exchange items over later, he saw the Shanshi tribe's hunting party returning.
Mu Qing spotted Murong Yu walking among them at a glance. Murong Yu naturally saw him too, and upon seeing Mu Qing at the trading area, he brought his prey over directly.
In the end, Mu Qing traded half a Lulu Beast's meat with the Rat Slacker and the others for the Blood Spirit Fruit.
The Lulu Beast has delicious meat, is rare, and is extremely difficult to catch.
Originally, the Blood Spirit Fruit was not worth half the meat of a Lulu Beast, but Murong Yu and Mu Qing did not care. The two left amidst the rat's timid thanks.
As soon as Mu Qing returned to the courtyard, she entered her spatial dimension and planted the Blood Spirit Fruit.
The dwelling place of the fat rat clan
After enjoying a delicious bowl of Lulu Beast meat soup with the fat rat tribe beastmen, the rat-like creatures drifted off to sleep contentedly.
Jiao Li took advantage of the fact that all the beastmen who had gone out hunting had returned and checked them one by one again, but still found nothing unusual. Although he was unwilling, he could only put it aside for the time being.
In Yaozhi's courtyard
Of all the Medicine Rabbit Clan members, except for Yao Ruoruo who couldn't lift the jar when she went to fetch lake water with Yao Zhi, all the other beastmen successfully awakened their totems. Although Yao Ruoruo felt a little down, she was still very happy for her people.
Chief Bai Ruanruan was overjoyed. He hadn't held out much hope, thinking that it would be remarkable if one or two members of his clan could awaken. Unexpectedly, nine out of the ten clan members who came with him awakened.
Bai Ruanruan grinned, her smile so wide her eyes disappeared.
Seeing this, Yao Zhi also showed a relieved smile.
A month later, orcs who had successfully awakened their totems emerged from Awakening Lake and returned to the Mountain Stone Tribe.
The transaction is almost complete.
Another month passed, and all the beastmen who came to Awakening Valley to awaken had completed their awakening.
Many orcs have successfully awakened this year, and all orcs of high bloodlines have successfully awakened.
More than 90% of the lower-blooded beastmen have also completed their awakening.
Some low-bloodline beastmen, after failing to awaken in Awakening Valley, learned that Lady Yaozhi had developed an awakening potion. They went to Yaozhi's courtyard to ask for the potion. Yaozhi accepted all who came. Under the effect of the potion, some of the beastmen who had failed to awaken were able to awaken again and successfully.
In the end, 95% of the lower-blooded beastmen successfully awakened.
All the orcs from all the tribes came with high expectations this year and left with joy, unlike in previous years when some were happy and others were heartbroken.
The beastmen of the Earth Lizard Clan, Rainbow Python Clan, Fox Clan, Feather Clan, and Medicine Rabbit Clan have all embarked on their journeys back to their respective tribes.
The fat rat clan hadn't left yet. Rat Songsong heard that Yao Zhi would be returning to the royal city with the beastmen from the three major clans, so he decided to set off with them.
Mortal Dynasty
On the streets of Jiangnan, the elderly Mr. Bai led his five- or six-year-old daughter, Bai Pianqian, as they strolled along the street.
At a roadside vegetable stall, a seven or eight-year-old boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in a short, coarse linen shirt, was loudly hawking his wares. Inadvertently, he noticed a lovely, fair-skinned girl being led by the hand in the crowd.
Bai Pianxian stopped when she heard the shouts and turned around to look at the little boy in front of the vegetable stall.
The little boy's shouts stopped abruptly as he stared at Bai Pianqian's big, watery eyes. His face turned bright red, and he stared at Bai Pianqian, completely bewildered.
The little boy was the only son of a farmer surnamed Chen in Xiling Village. His name was Chen Qingsong. He was intelligent and quick-witted from a young age.
Although the family was poor, the parents were loving and the family was harmonious. In addition to farming, Chen's father would do some work in town, such as carrying things. Chen's mother sold vegetables and did needlework to earn some money. The couple worked together to save money to support Chen Qingsong's education. Although it was hard work, they were happy to do it.
Xiao Chen Qingsong was calm and sensible from a young age. He knew the hardships his parents had endured. Unlike other children in the village who studied at the academy and were focused solely on their studies, he was not like other children who did not study and played around everywhere.
He had been studying at the academy for over a year. Every day after finishing his homework, he would help with whatever he could. On this day, the academy was on holiday, so he went out to sell vegetables with his mother.
In the past, when he was hawking his wares, he had encountered children of the same age or even classmates. Xiao Chen Qingsong was always calm and composed, and had never been as at a loss as he was today.
Bai Pianqian's clear, bright voice rang out: "Father, shall we have him deliver vegetables to the manor?"
Old Master Bai said indulgently, "Alright." After speaking, he took Bai Pianxian's hand and left, gesturing to the butler beside him to make the arrangements.
desert
Huangfu Hua, dressed in brocade robes, sat astride a tall, chestnut-red horse, with Duan Yang, dressed in black and riding a small black horse, beside him.
Huangfu Hua looked at the little black horse he had chosen for Duan Yang, a size smaller than the chestnut horse beneath him, and grinned from ear to ear, his face beaming with smugness.
Holding a whip in his right hand, he pointed to the vast grassland ahead and said boldly, "Duanyang, let's have a horse riding contest! We'll go up to that hill over there and come back here. Whoever loses has to grant the other one a request unconditionally. How about it? Do you dare to compete with me?"
Duan Yang reached out and stroked the mane of the little black horse beneath him, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at Huangfu Hua and asked, "Is it really true?"
Huangfu Huazhi said smugly, "Of course, I, Huangfu Huazhi, always keep my word and value my promises above all else."
Duan Yang's smile deepened upon hearing this.
Seeing that Duan Yang had agreed, Huangfu Hua said enthusiastically, "Let's begin." Before he finished speaking, he spurred his horse and rode off, leaving only a series of cheerful and triumphant laughs echoing in the air.
Upon seeing this, Duan Yang calmly rode off in pursuit.
Ah Zhuang turned to the King of Beiyuan beside him and asked, "Who do you think will win?"
The King of Beiyuan said confidently, "The Dragon Boat Festival."
Ah Zhuang: "Why?"
King Beiyuan laughed heartily, "Because the little black horse beneath Duanyang is the only 'King of Horses' in the entire horse farm, and don't let its small size fool you, it's in its prime..."
Upon hearing this, A-Zhuang stared in disbelief and said, "So, Young Master Huangfu Hua picked the best horse out of hundreds of horses for Duan Yang, and then challenged him to a horse race?"
Ah Zhuang thought to himself, "What on earth could Young Master Huangfu Hua be thinking..."
The King of Beiyuan said, "Yes, Young Master Huangfu Hua, your courage is commendable." He then laughed loudly.
Ah Zhuang, who was standing to the side, silently mourned for Huangfu Hua for a second, and then smiled.
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