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Chapter 187 Is he better looking than us?

The golden eagle swooped down from the sky, its clear cry tearing through the air. It folded its wings and transformed into a human form, landing in front of Fuying.

He was nearly two meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He was handsome, with his blond hair braided into a neat high ponytail that fluttered in the wind. His body was covered with bright golden feathers, like Apollo from Greek mythology.

However, at this moment, the "sun god" looked rather disheveled, with several charred marks across his cheeks.

Despite his injuries, Yu Li remained ramrod straight, his gaze sharp as a knife, his imposing presence undiminished.

Fu Ying tilted her head slightly, a half-smile curving her red lips: "What, are you finally willing to speak properly now?"

Yu Li ran his knuckles across the scorch marks on his cheek, the stinging sensation darkening his eyes. He looked up at his people, still trapped by the electric fence high above, their mournful cries sounding like some kind of urging.

Yu Li's jaw tightened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he stared coldly at Fu Ying, his voice chilling: "I'll take you to see that snow leopard. Now, release my people immediately."

Fu Ying chuckled softly, her slender fingertips casually twirling a stray strand of hair by her ear.

"This is not okay."

"I must see Qinglan first, and see her unharmed."

Fu Ying's smile suddenly turned cold: "If he is injured, then your people will naturally not be able to return them all intact. On the Beastman Continent, the strong prey on the weak. I thought Chief Yu Li understood this rule."

Yu Li's handsome face suddenly darkened, golden light flashed in his eyes, and after a long while, he raised his head and let out a cry that pierced the clouds and split rocks.

Fu Ying pursed her red lips and tapped her fingertips lightly on her arm, waiting for Qing Lan to be brought over. But time passed slowly, and her patience was exhausted. Yu Li's cry went unanswered.

"Chief Yu Li, are you kidding me?" Fu Ying narrowed her eyes, her voice rising at the end, revealing a hint of danger.

Yu Li's pupils contracted, as if he had thought of something, and he said in a deep voice, "Something happened to the tribesmen who were guarding that snow leopard."

As soon as he finished speaking, golden light burst forth, and Yu Li transformed into a golden eagle, flapping its wings and swooping towards the nest like a sharp sword.

Fu Ying frowned slightly, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and transformed into a streak of crimson light, chasing after him: "Wait for me here."

A sudden burst of white light appeared around Bai Cang, his fox tail folded up, and he transformed into human form.

He looked up at the receding crimson, his narrow, fox-like eyes slightly narrowed.

"Are we just going to wait here?" Teng's dark green eyes surged with rage, and black scales appeared on the side of his neck.

"Otherwise what?" Bai Cangyan's stunning face was covered with frost, her expression cold and indifferent.

“Since A-Ying said to wait, then we’ll wait. I trust her.” Dan Yue turned to look at Teng, her light blue eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Luo Heng had no room to speak, so she simply stood a few meters away, waiting quietly.

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Fu Ying followed Yu Li and flew to a cold, dark cave in the rocky cliff.

Upon entering the cave, Fu Ying saw the orc lying on the ground.

Yu Li strode forward, knelt on one knee to check the breathing of the clansman. Seeing that the person was not dead, his tense shoulders relaxed slightly, but his face immediately turned ashen, because there was only a messy clump of vines left on the ground.

The snow leopard Qinglan, which should have been trapped here, has disappeared.

Fu Ying leaned against the rock wall, a mocking smile curving his lips. He said gloatingly, "It seems Chief Yu Li always makes some bad decisions. He only sent an orc to watch over Qing Lan?"

Hearing her sarcastic remark, Yu Li whirled around, his golden eyes sharp as lightning. He let out a cold laugh: "You think a single snow leopard could escape this thousand-foot cliff? If it weren't for the duck, it wouldn't even have been able to touch the cave entrance! Let alone evade the many eyes of the Golden Eagle tribe?"

"Oh?" Fu Ying's eyes flickered slightly: "So, Wu doesn't approve of you bringing Qinglan back?"

Yu Li's jawline tightened into sharp lines as he coldly said, "One person does what one must take responsibility for. During the tribal trade fair, I could tell that this leopard was very important to you. I only wanted you to break the contract and let the duck go. I never intended to harm Qinglan."

Fu Ying tilted her head and glanced at him: "Break the contract? Is this what Wu wants too?"

Yu Li's golden eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at him with a mocking expression: "You still have the nerve to mention that?"

"You trick males into forming a bond with you, and then hurt your partner. What female wouldn't want to break the bond with you?"

“My brother is a mutated golden eagle beastman of the tribe, and he is very likely to reach the nine-star extreme realm in the future. If it weren’t for you, you ruthless female, how could he have ended up being sold off?”

Speaking of this, Yu Li could not hide her heartache, and her golden pupils turned into vertical pupils, carrying a hint of ferocity.

Fu Ying glanced at Yu Li with disdain, her red lips slightly parted: "You call yourself a tribal chief, yet you are so short-sighted."

“Since you know that my beast husbands have all suffered, didn’t Wu tell you? I gouged out Qinglan’s eyes and shattered his star patterns, but I still reshaped them for him, turning them into seven stars.”

"Given my abilities, haven't you ever considered that I could make the wild goose soar through the heavens again?"

Yu Li's expression changed, and she exclaimed in shock, "Reshape the star pattern?"

Since Wu returned to the tribe, he has never left the nest and has never appeared in front of the tribesmen. He is like a transparent person. If he hadn't brought Qinglan back, Wu probably would never have shown himself in front of the tribesmen.

Fu Ying walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking down at the boundless clouds and mist: "Alright, let's leave Qinglan's matter at that. I can overlook the fact that you kidnapped someone without permission, but you have to come with me."

Yu Li frowned, veins bulging on his neck: "Don't even think about it! Wu cannot leave the Golden Eagle tribe."

Fu Ying turned to look at Yu Li, her alluring face full of mockery: "Is that so? If I remember correctly, didn't he already leave? It seems that Wu doesn't want to stay in the Golden Eagle Tribe."

She raised an eyebrow, opened her arms, and leaned back.

Yu Li took a few quick steps and saw Fu Ying's slender figure disappear into the clouds.

Fuying landed lightly at the bottom of the cliff. Bai Cang and the others immediately surrounded her. Seeing that she was alright, they asked, "Where is Qinglan?"

"They should still be around here." Fu Ying gently stroked the inscription on her waist with her fingertips. In the slightly warm sensation, she could tell that Qing Lan and Wu were indeed together. The two were very close to each other, but they were not far from Cloud Mist Cliff. They must have left not long ago.

"Separate to search." Yu Li's voice suddenly came from behind.

As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for Fu Ying's agreement, Yu Li let out a cry towards the sky. The golden eagle beastmen spread their wings and circled in mid-air, their sharp eyes sweeping across every inch of the forest like blades, searching for the two lone beastmen.

Leaning against the railing with his arms crossed, Mu Jin glanced at Yu Li without refusing.

When it comes to tracking and searching, the Golden Eagle Orcs are indeed uniquely gifted.

"Aying?" Teng's slender arm suddenly wrapped around Fuying's waist, his calloused palm icy cold.

He blocked her gaze from looking at Yu Li, his dark green vertical pupils slightly contracting. He lifted Fu Ying's chin with his fingers, his voice somewhat deep and somber: "Why are you looking at him? Is he prettier than us, as mentioned in Chapter 187?"

(End of this chapter)