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Chapter 217 Are you an orc?

"Such thick iron chains, just to imprison you, little thing?" Fu Ying raised an eyebrow.

She wasn't judging by appearances; it's just that when she poked the ferret, her spiritual energy entered her body, and she didn't notice anything unusual. She didn't even feel the trace of the poison surging within it. It was just like an ordinary little animal, not even a beastman.

She would rather believe the source of the poison was a worm than believe that the little guy in front of her could be the source of the poison.

But the fact that this ferret could move freely through the poisonous fog was strange in itself.

The movement of the ferret made it suddenly stop. Its dark eyes stared at her without blinking, her face reflected in its unfathomable depths, as if it had a thousand emotions, but they had all been silenced.

"Chapter 217 Are you an orc?" Fu Ying met its eyes, her gaze shifting slightly.

Ordinary wild animals wouldn't have such eyes.

Upon hearing this, the ferret's snow-white ear tips twitched, and it lay back down on the ground, ignoring her completely.

Fu Ying: "..."

She slowly rose and looked back towards the altar, where heavy iron chains were faintly visible amidst the swirling poisonous mist.

Fu Ying withdrew her gaze and gently stroked her slightly protruding belly with her delicate hand.

Her search for medicine this time has been delayed for more than a month, and her lower abdomen is already quite swollen. The baby in her belly should be born soon. Dan Yue said that mermaid babies need to be born in seawater.

Now that we've gathered all the medicine, it's time to head back.

She has marked this place, and she will come back when the poisonous fog completely dissipates.

At that time, with just a little renovation and transformation, it will become an excellent place for seclusion and retirement.

Fuying patted non-existent dust off his palms, then suddenly stopped as he turned to leave.

She turned to look at the ferret, flicked her finger, took out a plain storage bag, and gently tied it around the ferret's neck.

The ferret seemed unaccustomed to this; its small body froze in place, yet surprisingly, it did not flinch.

"Little one, I'm leaving now. There's plenty of food here, enough for you to live until the poisonous fog dissipates." Fu Ying tapped the ferret's forehead with her fingertip; there, too, was clean and free of star-shaped markings.

This little guy is suspicious in every way. Like the Zerg, it has no star patterns, yet it can move freely in the highly poisonous fog. Even if it is not the source of the poison, it must have some connection with it.

However, it did not stop her from setting up the formation.

Fu Ying gazed quietly at the ferret, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

Could it be that the source of the poison trapped here was also acting against its will? Or perhaps... it was also trying its best to contain the spread of the poison and prevent it from harming the entire orc continent?
Fu Ying shook his head, stopped lingering, turned and stepped into the dark poisonous fog, never looking back.

Behind her, the ferret silently watched her retreating figure, its dark eyes devoid of any emotion.

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So much time has passed, I wonder if Yu Li has left yet?
Fu Ying pondered in her heart, her steps unwavering, her crimson gauze robe fluttering in the thick fog.

Just then, she suddenly stopped and turned around as if she had sensed something.

A small, snow-white cloud was faintly visible in the swirling poisonous fog behind them.

"What? You don't want to stay here anymore?" Fu Ying stood with her arms crossed, her eyes slightly upturned, her narrow gaze fixed on the ferret. Her voice was alluring and gentle, but her face was expressionless, her eyes holding a faint indifference. The ferret stared at her silently for a moment, its obsidian-like eyes fixed on her, unfathomable.

A moment later, it moved.

Like a bolt of white lightning, the ferret pierced through the churning poisonous fog and landed on Fuying's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

It clung to the shoulder of the balustrade, its sharp claws not tearing her clothes. It approached her neck, its moist nose trembling slightly, as if it had caught a reassuring scent. Its slender body curled up into a small ball.

Fu Ying noticed the furry touch beside her ear. Her expression first turned to surprise, then to seriousness.

She was surrounded by a protective barrier that shielded her from the poisonous mist. Even a nine-star expert could not easily break through it. Yet this ferret could freely enter her protective barrier without breaking through it!
This discovery sent a chill down Fu Ying's spine. If she still considered this tiny creature as an ordinary animal, she would be incredibly foolish. It seemed that what this world had imprisoned was the seemingly insignificant ferret perched on her shoulder.

But if it was truly the instigator, why did it just sit idly by and watch the great formation take shape?

Fu Ying frowned, not reaching out to touch the ferret on her shoulder, but also not daring to take it out like that.

She had a headache. This thing seemed harmless, but it was actually quite problematic. She guessed that this little creature would release poisonous mist at specific times, which was discovered by the powerful people of the Beastman Continent, so they set up this place to raise this ferret.

The ferret knew how powerful its poisonous fog was and was willing to stay here. But her arrival brought the little guy a glimmer of hope. Although it was willing to be imprisoned here, what if it met someone who could solve the root of its problem?

Has it recognized a master?

Fu Ying rubbed his brow, his mind racing, and finally he understood the crux of the problem.

She glanced at the fluffy snowball and said, "You've probably misunderstood. I can't solve your problem. I can set up an array to isolate the poisonous fog and prevent the poison from leaking out, but I can't suppress the source of the poison in your body."

The ferret perched on the fuling's shoulder glanced up at her, but made no move. Instead, it closed its eyes again, its body radiating a soft glow, actively absorbing the spiritual energy emanating from her.

"..." Fu Ying's eyes twitched slightly. Was this little thing determined to use her?

“Alright, little guy, these spirit stones are yours. You can stay here as usual, how about that?” Fu Ying flipped her wrist and weighed the shimmering, top-grade spirit stones in her hand. The rich spiritual energy emanating from them did indeed attract the ferret’s attention.

Its nose twitched slightly, and its obsidian-like eyes stared intently at the spirit stone. Suddenly, a flash of white lightning streaked past.

Fu Ying felt a chill in his palm as several top-grade spirit stones had vanished without a trace.

In the poisonous fog, a series of crisp "snap" sounds were particularly jarring.

Fu Ying frowned, and the next moment, she felt a weight on her shoulder as that snow-white mass sprang back.

He hooked his paw and tossed the storage bag hanging around his neck onto Fuying. Then, he let out a satisfied burp, and a wisp of pure spiritual energy overflowed from his mouth, dispelling some of the surrounding poisonous fog.

Fu Ying's pupils contracted slightly, and her fingertips tightened around the storage bag.

Treating spirit stones like snacks?

Accumulated spiritual energy can easily lead to death by bursting the body. Not to mention the Beastman Continent, even the ancient beasts in the cultivation world wouldn't dare to swallow so many top-grade spirit stones at once.

"Are you really just a ferret?" Fu Ying's expression was cold and stern, but her throat tightened slightly.

In the poisonous fog, the little guy stared quietly at Fuying, as if he couldn't understand.

(End of this chapter)