Abyss Valley
Jiaoyou, full of excitement, ran to the top of the mountain in the Abyss Insect Valley.
Sure enough, before they even got close, they saw a tall figure on the mountaintop, none other than Ying Mao Mao, a member of the Feather Clan and Eagle Clan.
Ying Mao Mao is more than twenty years older than Jiao You. He is the most powerful totem warrior in the Eagle Clan and also the orc with the best eyesight.
Since a few years ago, when the insect beasts would emerge from the Abyss Insect Valley at the end of January or the beginning of February each winter and attack the beastmen of the Savage Continent, Eagle Feather, who was already a level two totem warrior at the time, has been living in the royal city.
Every morning and evening, he would routinely go to the Abyss Insect Valley to check on things, in order to prevent the insect beasts in the Abyss Insect Valley from suddenly attacking and causing heavy casualties to the beastmen.
Ying Mao Mao is tall, with handsome features and sharp, piercing eyes.
Because of his sharp eyes, few orcs were willing to approach him or befriend him.
Eagle Feather itself is a taciturn orc.
He rarely took the initiative to make friends with other orcs, so although he had been in the royal city for more than five years, he did not have any close friends, and he was used to being alone.
A few months ago, when he went out hunting, he encountered a dragon who had accidentally fallen into a valley and injured his leg. He treated the dragon's wound with herbs and carried it back to the royal city.
From then on, his peaceful life was gone.
The lively and carefree second young master of the Jiao clan would come to play with him every few days. Although Ying Maomao was a little unaccustomed to Jiao You's enthusiasm, he still looked forward to Jiao You's arrival and listened to him ramble on about the interesting things he had encountered and some strange ideas.
Jiaoyou rushed towards Ying Maomao, gave him a big hug, and laughed heartily, "Brother Maomao, let me tell you, my brother and the others came back yesterday. They had so much fun this time..."
Jiaoyou recounted in great detail, from what he had learned from Jiaoxiang, the events of his trip to Yingmaomao. The two found a large tree and sat down, talking from sunrise to midday.
Jiaoyou became more and more excited as he spoke, and when he finished, he still looked like he hadn't had enough.
Eagle Feather listened quietly the whole time, occasionally chiming in, but in her heart she was more concerned about the increased chance of awakening.
He thought to himself, "If the changes in Awakening Valley are true, that's wonderful. All the beastmen of the Eagle Clan bloodline who have reached adulthood this year should have awakened by now." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little gratified.
Jiaoyou noticed Ying Maomao's silence and asked, "Brother Maomao, what are you thinking about?"
The loud voice woke Eagle Feather from his thoughts. Eagle Feather raised his hand and patted Jiao You's head, saying seriously, "Call me Brother Eagle."
Jiao You retorted, "No, no, there are so many beastmen in the Eagle Clan bloodline. If I call you Brother Eagle, no one will know I'm calling you."
Jiaoyou chuckled and said, "It's better to call him Brother Mao Mao, it's unique."
Eagle Feather: "..."
Mu Qing's room
Mu Qing told Murong Yu what she knew about the Misty Forest, and then said to Murong Yu, "Ayu, I want to go and see the Misty Forest."
At this point, he raised his hand and grasped Murong Yu's wrist. The little golden butterfly came over and landed on the back of their clasped hands. The two were then transported into a dimensional space, and the little golden butterfly was also transported in with them.
Murong Yu had only entered the dimensional space once before, when he was in the Mountain Stone Tribe, and had not entered it since. When he entered the dimensional space again, he found that the space had changed a lot, and he almost did not recognize it.
The previously gray sky seemed to have cleared up a bit, and a small patch of lush dragon's-eye flowers grew on the dark earth, with golden-purple blossoms sparsely dotting the green leaves.
Near the Dragon Awakening Flower, there grew a clump of white Spirit-Replenishing Grass. A faint white halo spread from the stems and leaves of the Spirit-Replenishing Grass, coating the nearby Dragon Awakening Flower with a light white glow.
The Blood Spirit Fruits that were planted earlier are now over a meter tall, planted next to the large black pit in the space.
Mu Qing raised her hand and pointed to two small, vermilion seedlings that had just sprouted near the Blood Spirit Fruit tree beside the large black pit, saying, "Ayu, look, those two over there are seedlings of the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit."
Upon hearing this, Murong Yu looked over and saw the little golden butterfly fluttering its tiny wings and flying towards the vermilion bud. It landed on the bud and stopped moving.
Upon seeing this, Murong Yu's lips curled slightly, and Mu Qing, who was standing to the side, could not hide the smile on her face as well.
The two exchanged a smile, thinking in unison, "Golden Butterfly really has a special fondness for Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit. Instead of lingering on the vibrant Dragon Awakening Flower, she's guarding the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit sapling that's just sprouting new buds."
Mu Qing pointed to a small wooden table on the black stone in front of her and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Ayu, what's on that table is the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit that the Butterfly King of Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley gave us before."
“That small wooden table originally belonged to the room we are currently living in, but I put it here.”
“Let’s go out this afternoon, cut down a tree and make a small wooden table. Then I’ll return this table to you.”
Upon hearing this, Murong Yu nodded and said, "Okay."
Mu Qing walked to the small wooden table, picked out the two largest Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruits, and handed them to Murong Yu: "Ayu, have a taste."
As he spoke, he picked up a small cloud-mist vermilion fruit and walked towards the little golden butterfly.
Reaching the bud of the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit tree, Mu Qing squatted down, handed the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit in her hand to Little Golden Butterfly, and said gently, "Little Golden Butterfly, this fruit is for you, eat it."
Upon hearing this, the little golden butterfly raised its head, excitedly shook its antennae, and stared at Mu Qing with its bright golden compound eyes. Its pair of golden forelimbs reached forward and then retracted, as if it wanted to go forward but was a little hesitant.
Seeing this, Mu Qing chuckled and said, "Eat up. Who knows how long it will take for this little sapling you've been tending to to grow up."
The little golden butterfly seemed to understand Mu Qing's words. It fluttered its small wings, circled Mu Qing twice, and then landed on the cloud-mist vermilion fruit.
Mu Qing stood up, picked up the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit and the small golden dish resting on it, and placed them on the small wooden table.
The little golden butterfly extended its two slender mouthparts, which were curled up under its lower jaw, and plunged them into the fruit, happily sucking the juice of the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit, flapping its little wings excitedly as it ate.
Just as Mu Qing was engrossed in watching, a fragrant Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit was offered to his lips. Looking down, he saw that it was the largest one he had chosen.
A deep, magnetic voice sounded in my ear: "Aqing, you should try some too."
Mu Qing raised her hand and pushed the fruit that was being offered to her lips away, and said with a smile, "Ayu, this fruit is more beneficial to you, you eat it."
"Once Ayu becomes stronger and stronger, I will be protected by you, Ayu."
Upon hearing this, Murong Yu stared at him intently for a moment, then ate both fruits. A sweet taste filled his mouth, and he felt warm and comfortable all over after eating them.
There haven't been any significant changes in combat strength.
However, the spiritual energy liquid in the dantian seemed to be a bit purer.
Murong Yu looked at the single Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit remaining on the small wooden table and asked in confusion, "Aqing, why aren't you eating it?"
Mu Qing smiled upon hearing this and said, "Hmm... I don't really feel like eating right now. I'll eat it when I feel like it. Just leave it here."
Murong Yu nodded and said, "Okay."
Mu Qing glanced at the little golden butterfly happily eating on the small wooden table and said gently, "Little Golden, you can stay here and eat slowly. We'll go out first." The little golden butterfly paused in its sucking of the Cloud Mist Essence Fruit and nodded its little head slightly.
Mu Qing turned around, took Murong Yu's hand, and led him out of the space.
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