The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 477 Ember Shadow
She couldn't understand what Lan Yi was thinking, that she would switch her own female offspring with Lan Yi.

"Blue clothes?"

Jiaoyuan turned to look at his female, his eyes questioning.

The man in blue forced a smile. "She's talking nonsense, Jiao Yuan. Do you really believe a foreign female of unknown origin and doubt me?"

Before Jiao Yuan could waver, Bai Wanwan continued to fan the flames, "Your female offspring is named Coral, right? I heard she can't awaken the Tree of Life..."

"Ah!" Blue-clad suddenly let out a shrill scream, interrupting Bai Wanwan's words.

Her eyes rolled back, and her body went limp as she completely "fainted," losing consciousness.

"Blue Robe!" All of Jiao Yuan's doubts and thoughts were instantly thrown to the winds.

He scooped up the man in blue and was about to leave when Bai Wanwan called him back.

"Chieftain, besides being the beast mate of the blue-clad female, you are also the chieftain of the entire Jiaolong tribe. It is not wrong for you to love and protect her, but if the future of the entire Jiaolong tribe is endangered because of these things, I think you are not worthy of being the chieftain!"

Bai Wanwan's voice wasn't loud, but it was firm and resonant.

This was the first time an orc had dared to speak to him in such an attitude.

But looking at that unfamiliar face, he couldn't muster any anger.

The female standing not far away gave him a strange and unfamiliar feeling.

Right now, he doesn't have time to carefully investigate and determine why.

“Little female, I can forgive your rudeness this time, but if any of my females cause any problems, I will not let you off the hook.”

After saying that, his figure almost transformed into a streak of blue light and disappeared in front of Bai Wanwan.

The courtyard instantly fell silent again.

All that remained was the rustling of the wind through the leaves and a desolate silence.

"Wanwan..." Yan Lie's voice, full of tenderness, broke the silence.

He stepped forward, stretched out his strong arms, and gently pulled her into his embrace.

His movements were incredibly gentle, as if he were protecting a fragile treasure.

The other beastmen also gathered around.

Hua Han's beautiful fox-like eyes had lost their former cunning, leaving only deep worry and heartache.

Jin Yi's golden eyes burned with anger, but when he looked at Bai Wanwan, they transformed into the gentlest warmth of the sun.

Xin Feng stepped forward and took her hand, silently conveying his strength.

Zhu Xiu's cold, vertical pupils seemed to be soaked in warm water, casting a soft light on her.

Yin Ze silently guarded her side; with just one word from Wanwan, he would overturn the entire Jiaolong tribe for her sake.

Those eyes that gazed at Bai Wanwan were filled with unspoken heartache, understanding, support, and unwavering determination to protect her at all costs.

“Wanwan,” Xin Feng’s voice sounded beside her, “It doesn’t matter whose offspring you are, or where your bloodline comes from. To us, you are simply Bai Wanwan, our one and only wife. In the future, we will always be by your side, forever protecting you and your children.”

"Yes, Wanwan, we will always be with you."

Bai Wanwan felt the immense love and protection from the beastmen, and the coldness and resentment that had risen in her heart because of the original owner's mother were gradually dispelled by a powerful warm current.

Yes, she is not the original owner of this body; she is herself.

Even if her guess was correct, this Flood Dragon Tribe wouldn't be her future home. She was only here to seek justice for the original owner of this body!

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Jiaoyuan led the males of the Jiaolong tribe, who had been waiting for a long time, and finally saw the familiar figure.

The male was tall and slender, with a face so handsome it was almost otherworldly. He had a rare head of long, dark gray hair casually tied back, and wore a simple set of dark leather armor. He had a calm and reserved demeanor.

What is most striking about him are his eyes, which seem to contain glaciers that have never melted for thousands of years, deep and indifferent.

However, when he saw Jiao Yuan, a genuine respect and warmth flashed in his icy eyes.

"Uncle Yuan." Jin Ying bowed slightly, his voice clear and sharp like jade striking each other.

"Jinying, thank you for coming all this way." Jiaoyuan patted his shoulder heavily, a relieved smile appearing on his tired face. "The situation is urgent. The clan shaman will begin setting up the formation today, and I need your talent power to help."

Ember Shadow's icy blue eyes swept over the tense atmosphere of the tribe and the dim green light from the direction of the forbidden area in the distance. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. "Is the life force of the Tree of Life about to be extinguished?"

"Well... Uncle Yuan has no other choice but to ask you for help." Jiao Yuan sighed, full of helplessness.

"Uncle Yuan, you're too kind. If it weren't for your help when I was young, I wouldn't be where I am today. It's my responsibility to help the Flood Dragon Clan in their time of trouble." His words were concise and powerful, carrying a composure beyond his years.

"Thank you!" Jiao Yuan was deeply moved. This alien boy, whom he had saved from the brink of a devastating beast tide years ago, had now grown into an indispensable and powerful asset to the tribe.

"I will have the tribal shaman act as soon as possible, so as not to delay you for too long."

"Uncle Yuan, you flatter me. I'm not in a hurry." Jin Ying nodded slightly and said no more. He followed Jiao Yuan into the depths of the forbidden area. His gray hair fluttered in the wind, and a trace of imperceptible solemnity flashed in the depths of his icy eyes.

He could clearly sense that the Tree of Life's aura was weaker than when it was maintaining the formation last time.

"Alright, Ember Shadow, come with me."

In the afternoon, sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the damp ground.

Bai Wanwan was sitting on the treehouse platform, watching Xin Feng and Jin Yi teach the cubs some basic hunting skills.

Just then, a slight commotion came from the main road not far away. Bai Wanwan subconsciously looked up.

The clan leader, Jiao Yuan, was walking hurriedly ahead. His tall figure still carried an imposing aura, but his brows were shrouded in an unyielding heavy worry and weariness.

Half a step behind him was an extremely conspicuous young male.

His features are deep and three-dimensional, like an ice sculpture or jade carving.

Those eyes were like ancient, unyielding polar glaciers, deep, cold, and utterly unmoving, as if they could freeze any soul that met their gaze.

It's Ember Shadow!
A Crimson-Rank expert whom I had met once in the Tiger Clan tribe.

This male gave her an extremely strong sense of presence—cold, powerful, and mysterious—completely different from the other male dragons around her, whether rugged or majestic.

He was like a peerless, cold blade hidden in its sheath, its sharpness concealed, yet radiating an invisible aura of danger.

As if by some strange intuition, the moment Bai Wanwan's gaze fell upon him, Jin Ying also turned his head slightly, his eyes precisely catching the gaze fixed on him from the treehouse platform.

Eye to eye!

A fleeting hint of surprise and inquiry flashed clearly in Jin Ying's eyes.

That gaze, like a tangible line of ice, instantly pierced through the distance and landed on Bai Wanwan's face.

However, this fluctuation lasted for less than a breath.

Jin Ying shifted his gaze without any change in expression, as if the brief eye contact just now was merely an illusion.

(End of this chapter)