The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 287 Where Did the Rats Come From?
As the sun sets, the furnace fires in the smelting area gradually die down.

Ye Ling carried three plump snow rabbits back to the shed, her dark hair still covered with fallen leaves.

"Let's make spicy rabbit tonight. It's fragrant and spicy, and the flavor is really great."

He tossed the rabbit to Mo Lin to handle, and casually rubbed the head of the silver-bladed man who was gnawing on iron filings.

With a "howl," the wolf cub grabbed the piece of iron and leaped behind Black Demon.

At dinner time, Su Xiyue was stir-frying spicy rabbit meat in a newly made large iron pot, which was fragrant, numbing and spicy.

The pungent smell made Bai Qi, who had just entered, cough incessantly.

But knowing that it was spicy rabbit meat, the aroma was much stronger than that of the original clay pot, and his beautiful fox-like eyes lit up instantly.

Not to mention Ye Ling loves this dish, he also really enjoys it.

It's fragrant, numbing, and spicy, and when paired with delicious rice, it's simply divine.

He leaned closer to the pot, looked at Su Xiyue who was stir-frying, and smiled, "An iron pot is indeed more suitable for cooking; the food tastes much better this way."

"An iron pot heats up faster than an earthenware pot, so the food cooked in it tastes better."

Su Xiyue explained with a smile as she stir-fried the spicy rabbit meat in the pot.

After saying that, she looked behind Bai Qi and, not seeing Feng Su return, asked in bewilderment, "Where is Feng Su? Why hasn't he come back yet, so late?"

Bai Qi casually flicked the dust off his tail.

Upon hearing this, he smiled faintly, "He thought the cesspool smelled too strong, so he picked some flower petals and went to bathe in the lake. He said he smelled terrible and would only come back after washing three times."

Su Xiyue slammed her spatula down, the chili peppers making her cough repeatedly. Speechless, she said, "The latrine was just dug, it hasn't even been used yet, where's the stench coming from?"

I thought this guy was pretentious and affected.

She takes a bath, but she picks flower petals to bathe in, making her more particular than any woman.

Could it be that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness like Qingzhu?
Just as the rabbit meat was placed into the earthenware basin, Feng Su's exaggerated retching sound came from outside the cave.

The flamboyant phoenix, wrapped in a loose red feathered robe, her wet hair still dripping, pounced on the animal skin mat and rolled around as soon as she entered: "Little Moon~ I'm dirty!"

Hearing this, she almost burst out laughing. The spicy rabbit head in the ceramic bowl was placed on the table, and she looked at Feng Su, who looked aggrieved, with a half-smile. "Dirty? How so? Did some female take a fancy to you and defile you?"

Feng Su sat up with a thud, her wet red hair clinging to her collarbone, her peach blossom eyes glistening with tears: "It's worse than being defiled by a female!"

He held up his long, slender fingers, "I can smell the earthy smell even under my fingernails!"

Qingzhu's slender figure walked in, her emerald green eyes instantly landing on Feng Su's exaggerated face, coldly mocking: "If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, you might as well go back to the Phoenix Clan and be your young lord, then you won't have to do these things."

Upon hearing this, Feng Su immediately bristled and jumped up from the animal skin cushion: "Stop talking nonsense. If you're so capable, why don't you go and dig a latrine tomorrow?"

"That's your job, why should I dig it?"

Qingzhu indifferently lifted her eyelids and coldly mocked, "Or do you think I'm stupid enough to fall for your provocation and dig a cesspool for you?"

Su Xiyue brought the last dish of braised venison with herbs to the table and tapped the edge of the ceramic pot: "If you make any more noise, you'll all have to go pick up manure."

Feng Su immediately fell silent, listlessly snuggling up to her and gently tugging at the hem of her dress with her fingertips: "Little Yue'er~"

"Sit down."

She slapped away the restless hand and turned to the men, saying, "What are you all standing there for? Set out the bowls and chopsticks and eat."

The beastmen each set out their bowls and chopsticks and sat down to eat.

Silver Blade, Black Fiend, Frostflame, and the eight snake cubs lay to one side eating.

Each person had a ceramic bowl in front of them, filled with rice, vegetables, and meat. They ate with great relish, their heads too heavy to lift.

Mu Han had just sat down with a bowl of rice when he heard people talking about him at the entrance of the shed.

His golden eyes flickered slightly as he picked up a piece of spicy rabbit meat and put it in his bowl. He ate slowly and deliberately, but secretly pricked up his ears to listen.

At the entrance of the shed.

Feng Chi, with a large ceramic bowl balanced on his hand, sat on a wooden post with his legs crossed, and couldn't help but poke Bao Fu's arm with his chopsticks: "See? Being young and good-looking has its advantages."

He gestured towards Mu Han, "Even the guardians can sit at the table and eat with their master."

Leopard Fu squatted down to the side, eating his meal silently, his bronze skin gleaming in the firelight.

Upon hearing this, he merely lifted his eyelids and glanced inside at Mu Han.

Mu Han was eating with his head down, his cold profile sharply defined in the firelight.

A hint of envy flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing.

He simply looked away and continued eating.

Learn from others.

Feng Chi lowered her voice and rubbed her feathered robe against Bao Fu, "Your face is quite handsome too, but you insist on squatting by the door to eat. You look shorter than everyone else."

Leopard Fujun's face instantly turned red. He paused in his eating and muttered to himself, "How can I compare to him? Mu Han is an ancient divine beast, the White Tiger, and his strength is at the eighth level. Even compared to my master's beast husbands, he is no less powerful. I am just an ordinary spotted leopard, and my strength is only at the fifth level."

Although I am indeed good-looking, I know my own limitations.

Feng Chi wanted to say something more.

But Feng Li, who was eating nearby, glared at him and said, "Old man, even food can't shut you up. We should keep our mouths shut about our master's affairs."

Feng Chi awkwardly shut his mouth and lowered his head to pick at the pieces of meat in his bowl.

Leopard Fu took the opportunity to move to the side, afraid that the old phoenix would say something else.

Inside the house, Su Xiyue looked at Mu Han and said, "When you catch wild sheep and buffalo tomorrow, remember to choose the females."

Mu Han paused, his golden eyes reflecting the firelight: "Produce milk?"

"clever."

She smiled, scooped a spoonful of mushroom soup into her bowl, took a sip, and continued, "Bring the calf back too; it can be used for plowing when it grows up."

Mu Han nodded and continued eating.

Silver Blade suddenly darted out from under the table and snatched the last piece of rabbit meat from his bowl.

This made Xuanming laugh, "You little wolf cub, you've gotten quite bold!" Ye Ling's lips curled up slightly. As expected of his cub, he was indeed very brave.

He casually picked up another piece of rabbit meat and threw it into Silver Blade's bowl. The little wolf cub immediately wagged its tail happily and buried its head in the food.

As for Yin Ren taking the rabbit meat from Mu Han's bowl, he didn't care at all.

In the beast world, the strong are respected, and food resources are mainly obtained through competition. Being too timid and cowardly will only lead to starvation.

Civilization simply doesn't work in this world.

Mo Lin glanced at it and said indifferently, "You really spoil it."

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow, unconcerned: "This isn't pampering, it's teaching it how to survive."

He lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, and Silver Blade, Black Fiend, and Frostflame immediately perked up their ears. "In the wilderness, hesitation will only lead to death."

Hearing their conversation, Su Xiyue swallowed the words she was about to say to Yin Ren.

She lowered her eyes, recalling her past life in the apocalypse, when food resources were scarce and everything depended on robbing; otherwise, one would starve to death.

Although the Beast World is rich in resources and food, it is backward and dangerous.

Being too timid and backward is definitely not a good thing.

However, when there is plenty of food, it is indeed not a good idea to snatch the meat from Mu Han's bowl.

She looked at Mu Han, about to say something.

But Mu Han put down his chopsticks, reached out and rubbed Yin Ren's head, his cold and stern brows softening for once: "It's alright, there's still some in the bowl."

As he spoke, he got up and filled a bowl with rabbit meat, placing two pieces in the bowls in front of each of Silver Blade, Black Fiend, Frost Flame, and the eight snake cubs.

Seeing this scene, a hint of warmth appeared in Su Xiyue's eyes.

She placed a few pieces of spicy rabbit meat and stewed venison into Mu Han's bowl, saying, "There's more in the pot, go get more if you need it."

Mu Han's golden eyes flickered in the firelight, and he responded softly.

Ye Ling suddenly slammed the ceramic bowl down: "I'm full."

Silver eyes swept over the mountain of food piled up in Mu Han's bowl, and she overturned a section of the wooden stool as she stood up.

Mo Lin's snake tail silently coiled around the overturned stool, his cold face revealing no emotion.

A flicker of emotion crossed the eyes of Bai Qi, Qing Zhu, Xuan Ming, and Feng Su.

.........

Meanwhile, three dragon guards quietly concealed themselves in the clouds above the Sky Mist Canyon, looking down at the towering city walls and the buildings under construction below, their expressions filled with astonishment.

They were the dragon clan's secret guards secretly sent by Xuanyuan Hao to investigate.

The lead guard, Yingyue, frowned and stared down.

The square houses were arranged in a staggered pattern, as if they were built with some kind of special earth blocks, and the roofs were covered with neat tiles.

It gleamed with an eerie, cold light under the moonlight, unlike any stone house he had ever seen before.

Although it looks very strange, it is also very exquisite.

"Those walls weren't made of stones."

Another bodyguard, Night Owl, also concealed in the clouds, squinted his eyes: "It looks like it was cut out of pieces, but I can't tell what material it is. It's really strange."

How could the lower realms possess such craftsmanship? Even the upper realms don't have it.

The youngest of the Dark Guards, Remnant Star Dragon Wing, suddenly pointed to the smelting area: "Look there!"

In the southeast corner of the wolf tribe, flames soared into the sky, and dozens of wolf tribe orcs were busy around a strange furnace.

A high wall surrounded the area, covered with thorny brambles and sharp fragments, making it impossible to stand.

The three guards saw orcs continuously adding black stones to the furnace.

Someone was pulling the bellows, and molten iron flowed from the bottom of the furnace, gradually solidifying in the mold.

To their even greater shock, they saw orcs using large clubs to pound and strike those scorching hot iron lumps.

They didn't know it was a lump of iron, and they just found those behaviors very strange.

Not only that, there are also several kilns on the hillside not far away.

And in front of each shed, there were large iron pots set up.

It's somewhat like a ceramic pot, but completely different.

In short, there were many things in the wolf tribe that they couldn't understand and found strange.

Although they couldn't understand it, the three guards hadn't forgotten their purpose: the clan leader had instructed them to investigate the truth behind Shaojun's amnesia.

Shadowmoon made a gesture, and the three dragons silently landed in the dense forest on the outskirts of the tribe.

Night Owl lowered his voice and said, "Let's grab a lone orc and ask him first."

Suddenly, Canxing pointed to a certain spot and exclaimed, "Isn't that the young master of the Phoenix Clan, Feng Su, in red? What's he doing here?"

The lake surface shimmered under the moonlight, and Feng Su was leaning lazily against a boulder, playing with a few fiery red feathers with her fingertips.

Tonight, Xiaoyue'er's attitude towards Mu Han made not only Ye Ling jealous, but he himself was also quite jealous.

If he hadn't realized that Xiaoyue'er had no romantic feelings for Mu Han, he would never have been so calm.

Suddenly, he sensed some movement in the dense forest. His peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously, and he sat up abruptly, looking in that direction.

"Where did this rat come from?"

A cluster of phoenix fire ignited at his fingertips, and he rushed toward the direction from which the commotion came.

The flames surged in the air, illuminating three bewildered faces.

Yingyue knew something was wrong and was about to retreat when he saw Feng Su's feathered robes fluttering as he blocked his way.

(End of this chapter)