The wicked female is extremely fierce, but she's pampered by her seven beast husbands.

Chapter 117 Yunyi is Poisonous
Ling Chengen didn't know where Yu Heng wanted to take her, but she didn't sense any malice from him, so she followed him without worry.

The two crossed the Qing Shi Creek and headed towards the endless forest on the other side.

Once inside the forest, Yu Heng's speed noticeably increased, forcing Ling Chengen to accelerate in order to keep up.

Watching Yu Heng disappear from his original spot in the blink of an eye and reappear in a more distant place, Ling Chengen was silently alarmed, but remained calm.

The man finally stopped after running for about two kilometers, almost reaching the edge of the Stone Forest territory.

Ling Chengen saw him standing on the thick tree root, stopped in his tracks, kept a distance of about five meters from him, stared intently at his indifferent profile, and followed his gaze to the giant tree on the right.

Yuheng withdrew his gaze, looking at her cheeks, which were slightly flushed from running, and pointed to the very unique giant tree, saying, "The fabric for making clothes is made from the leaves and veins of this tree."

Looking at the enormous leaf, Ling Chengen felt as if Thumbelina had stumbled into a world of giants.

"This kind of tree is called Cloud Robe in the Southern Beast Plains."

"It gets its name from the fact that it can be made into a light and soft material, like a cloud."

Ling Chengen looked at the towering tree, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Is it poisonous?"

Yuheng nodded: "How did you find out?"

Ling Chengen pointed to the tree behind him: "Most plants have wormholes, but that tree doesn't."

Her mental strength is not only powerful, but also extremely keen.

The insects make very faint sounds when they bore into the wood and leaves, and none of these sounds escape her ears.

Yuheng glanced at the tree hole behind him, which resembled a longan, and there were obvious traces of a woodpecker breaking through the wood to catch insects.

He looked at Ling Chengen with a hint of appreciation, his expression relaxed considerably, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "The entire Yunyi tree is poisonous, so insects and birds dislike this wood, but this poison can be removed."

"Go and pick some, take them back, and I'll tell you how to process these leaves."

Ling Chengen: "Will I get poisoned if I touch it directly?"

"No, you won't get poisoned if you don't touch the light white sap that seeps out after the sap is broken."

"Besides, I'm right here. Even if you get poisoned, I can help you get rid of it."

Upon hearing this, Ling Chengen breathed a sigh of relief. Using his amazing jumping ability and the help of the short, messy branches of the nearby trees, he leaped onto the huge cloud-cloth tree in a few bounds.

Out of curiosity, she used her mental power to explore the top of the giant tree and was astonished to find that it was over 800 meters tall.

The branches of the cloud-cloth tree are extremely hard; even the veins of its leaves are so tough that they cannot be cut with a single stroke.

A single leaf can be taller than an adult male.

This ancient tree, which has lived for countless years, even has several large bird nests built on its top.

Ling Chengen gripped the bone blade, and with a swift motion, severed the veins of several leaves, letting them sway and fall downwards.

Yu Heng had appeared behind her without her noticing, holding onto the tree trunk with one hand and looking up at the canopy that blocked out the sky.

"This cloud-cloth tree has lived for over two thousand four hundred years."

Ling Chengen turned to look at him, feeling as if he were talking to her, or as if he were just sighing softly.

"It has lived for so long? I have never seen such a long-lived tree." Ling Chengen felt it was strange that he had suddenly stopped and did not respond to him, so he asked casually.

Yuheng stopped looking up and looked at her quietly after withdrawing his gaze: "There are many long-lived creatures on the Beast Plains, especially plants, but you just don't know it. Yunyi is just one of them."

"The Southern Beast originally had a kind of dragon blood tree, which can live for tens of thousands of years."

"Go a little further south, and there are large areas of giant ospreys, those trees can live for seven or eight thousand years."

"The lifespan of the Cloud-Clad Tree is around five thousand years. I didn't see many in the Northern Beast Plains, but they are everywhere in the Southern Beast Plains."

While listening to his explanation, Ling Chengen continued to cut leaves with his head down.

When she felt she had done enough, she stopped and looked down at the ground: "Shall we go down?"

Yuheng nodded and jumped down first.

Ling Chengen's heart skipped a beat. Even someone as reckless as her wouldn't dare to jump directly from this height of nearly a hundred meters.

This man is really...

She nimbly swayed from side to side on the branches, finally landing on the ground. Yuheng had already neatly tied up the huge fallen leaves on the ground with vines and handed her the piece of green vine in his hand.

“I don’t like doing manual labor. Since you’re the one who wants to use it, then do it yourself.”

Ling Chengen didn't expect him to help. It was clear that this man was a pampered young master who never lifted a finger.

The first time we met, it was probably the most embarrassing moment of his life.

Ling Chengen wrapped the green vine around his hand, then dragged the heavy cloud-cloth leaf back home with his head down.

Yu Heng followed behind her at a leisurely pace, twirling a pale pink peony between his fingers, his gaze lingering on the back of Ling Chengen's head.

He was somewhat curious about this little female, not only because Chang Tianchen, that cold-blooded and ruthless man, had designs on her, but also because of the strange but seemingly useful things in her house, and some suspicious things about her.

"How many beastmen do you have in total?"

Yuheng stepped on the thick, damp, and rotten fallen leaves and asked curiously.

Ling Chengen's right biceps bulged slightly from the effort. Hearing his cold voice, he turned and glanced at him: "Four, what's wrong?"

Yu Heng shook his head: "You're only sixteen years old, and you already have four beast husbands?"

Based on his understanding of the Northern Beast Plains, most females have at most one or two partners before reaching adulthood.

Because underage females cannot conceive and their bodies are still developing, they are not well-suited for mating with partners, and they cannot derive much pleasure from such activities. Therefore, they generally only have more partners after reaching adulthood.

Ling Chengen raised an eyebrow and said with amusement, "So, I can't have four beast husbands?"

Yuheng was speechless at her question, and could only remind her: "Based on my many years of medical experience, it is best for females not to mate with a partner before they reach adulthood. If the partner is already an adult, they will not be able to control their behavior during the reproductive period, and underage females are very likely to be injured in the process."

Ling Chengen knew he meant well, so he nodded and said, "I know, thank you for reminding me."

Although she didn't know why he said those things to her, she still felt that he was somewhat kind.

He clearly appears quite aloof and arrogant.

When Yuheng saw her smile and agree, his heart clenched, and he couldn't continue the conversation.

But ultimately, this wasn't something he should worry about; he only mentioned it out of curiosity and offered a casual reminder.

After all, the orcs living on the Northern Beast Plains generally have shorter lifespans than those on the Southern Beast Plains.

It's quite common for minors to have partners and then quickly conceive after reaching adulthood. Having ended the conversation, the two silently returned to the rocky beach in front of the Ling family's house.

Yuheng sat on a rock by the stream, took back the vines in her hand, and directed her to put the huge cloud-like leaves into the stream and weigh them down with stones.

"Soak it like this for half a day, just make sure the stream doesn't wash it away."

"Freshly picked leaves of the 'cloud tree' have a strong paralyzing toxicity. After soaking them for half a day, slowly smash the leaves with a stone until all the sap inside is extracted. Be careful during this process and avoid getting the sap in your eyes, mouth, nose, or wounds, otherwise you will be poisoned."

"After the leaves are crushed, wash them again in water, then boil them in hot water for half an hour."

"After boiling the leaves, take them out, wring out the water, and let them air dry in a shady place."

Yuheng watched her stand barefoot in the water, moving stones to separate and press the leaves one by one.

He rested his chin on his hand, gazing at her slender, fair legs.

Beautiful legs, and it's rare to find legs that also have a sense of power.

Unfortunately, she had many small wounds on her ankles and legs, some new and some old.

The old wounds turned light brown, while the new wounds were light red.

But she didn't seem to care.

Yuheng looked at the shoes lying by the stream. The soles were made of finely woven vines and grass, and were only secured with a layer of animal hide, so they were almost uncomfortable.

No wonder there are wounds on those beautiful legs and the backs of those feet.

Yu Heng couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The orcs on the Northern Beast Plains live in a very poor quality of life.

While the orcs on the Southern Beast Plains indulged in a life of luxury, power, beauty, and wealth, the orcs here were still struggling to make ends meet.

After finishing his work, Ling Chengen realized that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

She stepped out of the stream and looked at the young man, who was staring blankly, with a puzzled expression: "And then what happens after it dries in the shade?"

"After being air-dried, the leaves of the yew tree become very soft and also very sturdy."

"But if you want to make the Yunyi fabric more durable, you need to apply another plant juice, let it air dry, steam it thoroughly with hot water, and then let it air dry again. Repeat this process three times to get the most durable Yunyi fabric."

"This is a method of making clothing directly from the leaves of the cloud-like plant."

"The second method is a bit more complicated. It involves washing the crushed leaves and boiling them in hot water."

"The leaves must be boiled until they are soft and mushy. Finally, the leaves are taken out and pounded repeatedly with wood until only the veins of the leaves remain."

"Won't these leaf veins be broken?" Ling Chengen asked curiously.

Yu Heng shook his head: "That depends on the heat and cooking time. I'm not sure exactly how long to cook it, but it should be no less than three beast hours. The leaves of the Cloud Robe are very tough, and even its veins are extremely hard, so it's quite difficult to cook it to a satisfactory degree."

"But the second method of drawing the cloud-like veins involves first spinning the thread and then weaving it into a garment, which makes the garment more durable."

"Similarly, this method also consumes a lot of cloud leaves. It requires picking a lot of leaves to collect enough cloud threads to weave a complete garment."

"The fabric made using the first method is suitable for summer clothing. The leaves made that way are lighter and more breathable. Although they don't cling to the skin as much, they dry very quickly when you sweat. However, they are not durable and can only be worn for about one season. The following year, the clothes need to be remade."

"The second type of clothing made with cloud thread is a bit thicker and is suitable for spring and autumn. The clothing can be preserved for a long time. If it is preserved with camphor balls, it should last for three to five years. However, the cost is relatively high and it is expensive to make. It also requires a lot of skill from the weaver."

"In the South, there were orcs who specialized in weaving. Shops that sell clothes usually only hire orcs who are very dexterous."

Ling Chengen sat to one side, arms wrapped around his knees, listening quietly as he spoke.

She was a good listener; she was quiet, reserved, and very focused. Whenever Yuheng stopped to look at her, he would get very direct feedback.

So Yuheng didn't mind sharing more of his knowledge with her, and he was in a good mood the whole time.

After listening, Ling Chengen suddenly became curious about the Southern Beast.

She really wanted to go to the Southern Beast Plains.

but……

It's more important to focus on salt production first.

Ling Chengen stood up and dusted himself off: "The first method of making cloud-patterned clothing requires the sap of some plant."

"I'll take you."

Yu Heng got up to leave, but Ling Chengen didn't follow him this time. Instead, he looked back at the door.

Is the place we're going far away?

Yuheng turned to look at her, then lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "Further than before."

"Wait a moment, I'll find Bao Bao and Wu Zhuo. It'll be more convenient for them to fly with you."

After Ling Chengen finished speaking, he quickly ran off in one direction.

Bao Bao and Wu Zhuo weren't far from their location; she sensed their presence as soon as she returned.

Ling Chengen quickly ran towards the source of the smoke and soon found Yilong and Yiren squatting down downstream of Qingshi Creek, cooking a small meal.

Ling Chengen watched as Wu Zhuo squatted to one side, digging a hole to bury the prey's entrails, while Bao Bao squatted beside him, wolfing down the huge bone with a crunchy sound.

Wu Zhu stomped on the soil with his feet, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Chengen. He subconsciously stood up and nervously touched the back of his head.

"Sister En? What brings you here?"

Ling Chengen glanced at her, his eyes only on the food, not on his useless mother, and sighed helplessly, "Did you hunt the prey, or did it hunt it itself?"

Wu Zhu blinked, secretly glancing at the oblivious bag. Under Ling Chengen's sharp gaze, she swallowed back the words that were about to come out and told the truth: "I took it."

Ling Chengen looked at the big bag with exasperation: "You can't keep helping it hunt like this, or it will never learn to hunt. Are you going to raise it for the rest of its life?"

Wu Zhuo said guiltily, "Bao Bao is still a child, not yet an adult."

"You're not an adult yet, and you can learn it, but it can't."

"What, you think you're so great?"

Wu Zhuo turned his head to look at the bag that had suddenly stopped moving, and knew that it had been frightened by Ling Chengen's aura.

"Sister En, I won't do it again."

Ling Chengen sighed helplessly, looked at the bag that had already eaten its fill, reached out and grabbed the bag by the tail, and dragged it away.

Wu Zhuo could only follow behind, looking at the bewildered bag, and clasped his hands together in prayer.

Let this idiot fend for himself.