42: Chapter 42 You're So Brave

The strongest Fourth-Tier Warrior grabbed Dainai by the back of her neck and smiled lewdly. He didn't care about Dainai, who was crying from discomfort, and roughly threw her to the other males, a look of disdain in his eyes.

He also said that if they were two adult females, he would have taken one for himself first to save the trouble of asking Father for permission back at the Tribe.

The females they had captured before were both weak and ugly; he didn't like any of them. This one was good-looking, but unfortunately, she was still an underage female.

What a waste of time.

Roughly carrying the two little females and the loot plundered by the Tribe, the group of beastmen turned around and headed toward their own Tribe.

The two siblings hurriedly followed their footsteps.

"What should we do, Qing Qing? They're heading back to their Tribe." If they didn't save Dainai and the others now, there would be no way once they reached the Tribe.

Meng Lai observed the direction they were heading, a look of anxiety appearing in his eyes.

Sang Qing, with a large leaf on her head, calculated her plan and leaned close to Meng Lai's ear to whisper.

"No, no way." Upon hearing it, Meng Lai immediately waved his hand in opposition. How could she use herself as bait?

This was even more dangerous. If anything happened to Qing Qing, Father would skin him alive.

Sang Qing pinched his arm and stared at him threateningly. "Then should we just forget about it?"

"Fine, then let's not. Anyway, Dainai isn't my sister." Meng Lai crossed his arms angrily, simply giving up.

He couldn't bring himself to let her take such a risk.

Sang Qing kicked him in the butt and then immediately began her plan.

Sang Qing rushed out of the concealing bushes, jumped into a small pit not far away, and started calling out.

"Help! Is anyone there? Help!"

"Someone save me."

"Qing..." Meng Lai reached out, but it was too late to pull her back.

Oh, Qing Qing, really... this is just too dangerous.

Unable to do anything else, Meng Lai had to follow the plan and hide his figure, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to the group of Gray Leopard Beastmen.

He looked around, picked up a moss-covered stone, and weighed it in his hand. This was a good weapon.

"What was that sound?" The Fourth-Tier Warrior in the lead pricked up his ears. He immediately heard the shouting from behind, though it wasn't very clear.

Just then, Sang Qing raised her voice and called out again, "Help! Save me~"

"It sounds like a female's cry for help, and it's quite pleasant!" Another square-faced Young Male's eyes lit up, and he turned to look toward the source of the sound.

In the pit, Sang Qing lay weakly on the ground. Hearing the approaching footsteps, she called out again in a delicate, high-pitched voice.

"female, what's wrong?"

A tall figure appeared at the edge of the pit. Upon seeing Sang Qing's beautiful face, his voice softened considerably, and the annoyance on his face turned into pleasant surprise.

Sang Qing first shrank back in fright. After hearing his voice, she slowly raised her chin and spoke with teary eyes, "Who are you? Oh, beast god, I actually met such a brave male in the forest. Please save me. I got separated from my family and accidentally fell into this pit."

She actually praised him for being brave. Cough cough, well, he was brave to begin with.

The young fourth-tier male's face flushed. After showing off the muscles on his arm, he quickly stepped into the pit, helped the beautiful female up, and looked at her with concern. "Your family was too careless. Which Tribe are you from? You're so beautiful."

He had never seen such a beautiful female; her fair skin seemed to glow.

"I... I am..." Sang Qing said in a sweet, high-pitched voice. She pretended her legs were weak and leaned into his embrace. "Oh, I feel so dizzy. Can you hold me for a moment?"

As the beautiful female leaned gently into his arms, a faint, delicate fragrance suddenly flooded his nose. The young beastman instantly forgot his own name.

The other males who followed behind were so envious their eyes turned red.

Ahhh, such a beautiful female! Da Li truly is a favored child of the beast god, not only strong but also very popular with females.

Why didn't they have such luck? If they had known there was such a beautiful female here, they would have run faster.

"Thank you, brave and handsome male. You really are a big sucker... oh, no, a great beast."

Realizing her slip of the tongue, Sang Qing quickly gave the Young Male a shy smile. Her small hand, placed on his waist, took the opportunity to prick the steel needle between her fingertips into his flesh.

Hehe, whether you're fourth-tier or fifth-tier, once the anesthetic is applied, any beast will pass out for me.

The Young Male was almost completely mesmerized by Sang Qing's smile, and even his limbs began to grow stiff.

Such a fragrant female. Not only is she beautiful, but even her voice is so pleasant. She is definitely his first choice for a mate.

Right, he should quickly ask her name and which Tribe she lives in. It seemed she lived nearby.

But why did his head feel a bit dizzy? Does your brain turn to mush when you meet a female you like?

Hehehe!

Thud!

The Young Male suddenly fell backward, landing heavily on the ground with a loud thud, his eyes tightly shut.

"Ah!" Sang Qing pretended to hide to the side in fright. At the same time, she threw several other Flying Needles from her hand, pinning them into the insteps of the other males.

"What... what happened to him?"

Sang Qing covered her face in terror, looking completely panicked. Seeing this, the other males quickly dropped the two little females from their shoulders and stepped forward to check on their companion.

Why did he fall? He was fine just now.

"Da Li? Da Li?"

They slapped their fallen companion a few times, but there was still no sign of him waking up. The other males couldn't help but panic.

Da Li was the Chief's cub; nothing must happen to him.

Wait, why were they also feeling a bit dizzy?

Uh... why did it feel like the beast god was waving at them?

The other males swayed unsteadily. The scene before them shook violently, just like the earth-shaking disaster before their migration.

Shaking their heads, the other males also slumped to the ground, closing their eyes and losing consciousness.

Meng Lai stepped out with his weapon. Looking at the Gray Leopard Beastmen scattered all over the ground, his eyes twitched. This... wasn't the plan that Qing Qing would take care of the strongest male and leave the rest to him?

What was going on now... Sang Qing stood up from the ground and kicked the beastmen at her feet. Seeing that they were all sleeping like dead pigs, she patted her hands in satisfaction.

In her hazy consciousness, Dainai seemed to see two familiar faces appearing before her. But she was terrified, exhausted, and hungry. She barely managed to lift her eyelids, but before she could see clearly, she fainted.

Meng Lai dropped the stone in his hand and stood beside Sang Qing, scratching his head. "Qing Qing, what should we do with these beasts?"

Letting them go was definitely out of the question, but killing them seemed a bit cruel. Should they just throw them into the river to feed the Prickly Beasts?

Sang Qing was a bit conflicted. She rubbed her chin and thought; she didn't know how to kill someone, so what should she do?

Oh, right.

Sang Qing suddenly noticed the other little female who was still awake. She pretended to reach into her pocket, pulled out a sharp dagger, and walked toward her with a smile.

"Do you hate them?" Sang Qing approached the little female. Seeing her shrink back with a fearful expression, she quickly asked.

Did she hate them? Of course she did. They had invaded their Tribe, destroyed the home they relied on for survival, and killed their Tribesmen, Father, and Mother. How could they not hate them?

The little female nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Good that you hate them.

Stuffing the dagger into the little female's hand, Sang Qing pointed at the males' necks and spoke with an incredibly gentle tone, "Come, you do it. I'll teach you. Just one slice here, and they can go meet the beast god."

Bodhisattva bless her, she truly was kind-hearted and not suited for killing, so this kind of thing had to be left to another beast to complete.

Meng Lai was stunned. What... what was she doing? She didn't dare to do it herself, so she was instigating someone else?

The little female felt the somewhat heavy dagger in her hand and looked at it closely. This thing was very similar to the bone knives used by the Tribe. A bone knife could cut meat, which meant this thing could also... After a moment of hesitation, the little female gritted her teeth and followed Sang Qing's instructions. She slashed fiercely at the necks of those wicked beasts once, twice, three times... Die, all of you! Go and atone for your sins before the beast god! These malicious, predatory beasts shouldn't live. They were the sinful beasts of the forest, the sinful beasts who destroyed the Flower Deer Tribe. They all deserved to die.

Aaaah!

Blood suddenly splashed all over the little female's face. Her originally delicate face became distorted at this moment. No one knew where she got the courage, but she nearly stabbed through the necks of all the Gray Leopard Beastmen on the ground.

Aaaah! These sinful beasts shouldn't be alive. Die! Die!

The little female knelt on the ground, raised the sharp dagger high, and stabbed down bravely.

The warm blood washed over her heart again and again. At this moment, she was unexpectedly calm, without the slightest hint of fear.

Her gaze changed—from fear to terror, then to excitement. Finally, tears mixed with blood fell at her feet. Looking at the group of beastmen who were as dead as could be, she retched while wiping the dagger in her hand.

Hahaha, they're dead, they're all dead. It's good that they're dead.

Sang Qing hid fearfully behind Meng Lai, biting her fingernails nervously. My god, this... she's practically turned them into sieves.

Enough, that's enough!

As expected, for revenge, one must find the right target.

Both little females successfully fainted. Meng Lai clicked his tongue, glanced at the gruesome scene before him, and quickly picked up one in each hand, urging Sang Qing to leave quickly.

With such a strong smell of blood, wild beasts would be here soon.

Run, run!

When the Chief of the Gray Leopard Tribe brought his Tribesmen into the forest, a fierce wild beast was devouring the last of the limbs. Blood was everywhere. From a string of beast fang necklaces dropped on the ground, the Gray Leopard Tribe Chief, Shi Hu, recognized it as his cub's possession.

"Ah!!" Shi Hu's eyes nearly burst from their sockets as he let out a furious roar, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.

The cub he had poured so much effort into... had he actually died in the mouth of a wild beast for no reason?

Unable to accept this reality, Shi Hu roared in pain, "Da Li!"

The roar startled the feeding beast. It turned and roared back at Shi Hu and the others, opening its bloody maw to pounce on them.

It just so happened that it wasn't full yet.

Furious, Shi Hu smashed a nearby tree with one punch. Seeing the charging beast, a fierce look appeared on his face. He pulled a spear from the hand of a Tribesman behind him and threw it at the beast without hesitation.

"Awoo!"

Birds took flight in alarm. Sang Qing leaned against a tree and screamed, her small face contorted and flushed.

It hurts, it hurts!

She had stepped on something that actually pricked her foot.

Meng Lai hurriedly dropped the two little females from his back and ran to Sang Qing's side. Seeing her bleeding foot, his face changed drastically. "Qing Qing, your foot is bleeding."

Sang Qing hissed in pain and lifted her foot to check. Fortunately, it was just a scratch, and not much blood was flowing.

God damn it, what on earth... what did she just step on!!!

Sang Qing looked back. A patch of green, thorny stones lay openly on the ground, as if mocking her.

Meng Lai quickly kicked those green stones, helped Sang Qing sit down, and carefully examined her foot. "Qing Qing, how did you step on a cici fruit?"

No wonder she screamed so pitifully.

Sang Qing frowned. What on earth was a cici fruit?

She looked up. On the tree, dense clusters of green fruit hung one after another, and the entire area around them seemed to be cici fruit trees.

As the sunlight hit the cici fruit, Sang Qing saw clearly just how many thorns the so-called cici fruit had.

"It's stopped bleeding. Let the Witch take a look when we get back. Come, I'll carry you." Meng Lai's attention was on her foot, and he didn't notice her gradually delighted expression as he tried to help her up.

They had taken a long detour to avoid wild beasts, and it would still take a while to get back to the Tribe. Qing Qing should be able to endure it, right?

Sang Qing grabbed Meng Lai's arm and swallowed hard. "Brother, I can't leave."

chestnuts! So many chestnuts! Her winter favorite, big chestnuts!

So many, this entire area is full of them.

If she wasn't mistaken.

"What?" What did she mean she couldn't leave? He said he would carry her; he wasn't making her walk.

Meng Lai looked confused. He looked at Sang Qing and, seeing her staring intently at the cici fruit on the tree, he couldn't help but nudge her. "Qing Qing, why are you looking at cici fruit? They're not edible. Let's go quickly."

cici fruit are hard and prickly, no different from stones.

Sang Qing shook her head excitedly, gave a couple of silly laughs, picked up a fallen cici fruit from the ground, and casually smashed it open with a stone by her foot.

A grayish-brown nut rolled out from inside the cici fruit. Sang Qing picked up the nut and, with a bit of force, cracked open the shell.

Meng Lai's brow was furrowed as he watched Sang Qing's actions in surprise. There was something inside the nut?

Sang Qing peeled off the last layer of skin from the chestnut. Seeing the plump, large chestnut, a look of joy appeared on her face.

But this chestnut seemed to be rotten and inedible.

Sang Qing turned her gaze to the dense clusters of chestnuts on the tree and gave Meng Lai a meaningful look.

Huh? She wanted him to climb the tree again?