Chapter 92: That Brave Female Captured His Heart

Ying followed the direction she pointed and, among the weeds, saw… a huge lump of black feces, covered with flies and reeking terribly; Ying's face darkened as he stepped back, "Huaner, don't be nervous, this is just monkey droppings—how could a monkey eat people?"

Nan Qinghuan saw he didn't understand and was about to explain when, suddenly, a woman's scream echoed again from the forest.

"Help!"

"Go, someone's been captured."

"Wait for me."

Rongdi, who had arrived from behind, also rushed forward quickly; Ying, seeing him arrive, was displeased, "What are you doing here?"

Rongdi glanced at the petite, cute Nan Qinghuan beside him, twitched his mouth, "Of course I'm going to kill the wild beast. What are we waiting for? Let's rescue the person."

After speaking, Rongdi darted into the dense forest, which is the wild people's paradise and their source of survival; although Nan Qinghuan is a paleontologist, she is not as familiar with the dense forest as the two men.

Within the dense forest, ancient towering trees tangled their roots, and the ground was littered with animal carcasses; Nan Qinghuan picked up a bone and examined it closely, it turned out to be… "Huaner, what's wrong?"

"Ying, look, this is a monkey's brain. This wild beast not only eats people but also eats monkeys?"

She analyzed the feces and concluded it came from a large omnivorous creature, but she could only identify it by sound and thought it was a very big gorilla.

But how could a gorilla eat people? Ying, seeing her serious expression, immediately reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Stop looking, the sound is gone."

In the dense forest, Ying held her hand tightly, refusing to let go; Rongdi, walking behind, watched their hand‑holding and felt even more jealous.

Suddenly, Nan Qinghuan seemed to notice something. "Don't move."

She carefully used Ying's Spear to lift a Giant Python's skin from the grass; the skin was about seven or eight meters long, longer than the two she had killed before, and judging by its thickness it was probably as thick as a tree.

Rongdi, seeing her overreact, said, "Nan Qinghuan, aren't you a Goddess? Are you still scared of this tiny Giant Python?"

Nan Qinghuan gave Rongdi a cold stare; although she had just been quite pleasant with him, she knew deep down that this man was scheming and not suitable for close friendship.

"There are snake tracks here; that woman may have already been eaten."

Indeed, the farther they walked forward, the more snake droppings they saw, and also the torn Beast Skins scattered everywhere.

Suddenly, Ying stopped, shielding Nan Qinghuan, "Wait."

"Wuh wuh wuh…"

Ahead, a woman's voice was crying; upon hearing it, Nan Qinghuan immediately wanted to go forward, "It's right ahead, let's rescue her."

"Huaner, be careful…"

Nan Qinghuan, unfamiliar with Chonglin's customs, ran wildly fast; Ying, worried she might get into trouble, chased after her, while Rongdi stayed behind at a steady pace, his gaze sharp as he watched Ying's direction.

Quickly, following the woman's cries, Nan Qinghuan arrived beneath a Hundred-year-old tree, where a woman was bound by green vines on the tree.

The woman's mouth was stuffed with Beast Skin, her naked body lay there; upon seeing them she kept whimpering and begging, hoping they would release her.

"Ying, hurry and save her."

Ying, seeing the woman hanging from the tree and then glancing at some herbs tied to the tree, grabbed Nan Qinghuan's arm, "Huaner, you can't save her."

"Why?"

Rongdi, seeing her confusion, asked, "Where exactly did you come from, you don't even understand the Tree Sacrifice?"

Nan Qinghuan was a bit stunned, "What do you mean?"

Ying sighed deeply, stroked her cheek, "Every jungle has a Forest God. This female is used by another Tribe as an offering to the Forest God; she cannot be released. Whoever releases her will have their Tribe cursed by the Forest God. Huaner, let's go; there is no Tree Monster, you were deceived by those people."

"The Forest God is nonsense. Look at her; she's a living person. Hanging here she'll be eaten by animals. Ying, please save her!"

Ying remained still, his gaze cold, "Huaner, this has nothing to do with us."

"If you won't save her, I will."

Nan Qinghuan grew angry; how could this dead man be so superstitious? The woman, seeing her attempt to rescue, was overjoyed, humming continuously, and suddenly the woman saw something… "Wuh wuh wuh…"

Nan Qinghuan didn't understand what she kept calling, and Ying wasn't hurrying her, so she figured out a way to climb the tree, still comforting the terrified woman, "Don't be afraid, I'll be up there soon to untie you."

Swish swish… Suddenly, from the top of the tree burst a massive snake head, about the size of a pot, baring fangs and lunging at Nan Qinghuan in an instant. Ying shouted loudly, "Huaner, be careful…"

"To your grandpa!"

Nan Qinghuan's body rolled onto the ground instantly; the Giant Python lunged at her, and Ying immediately chased and grabbed the snake's tail, preventing it from attacking Nan Qinghuan.

"Huaner, run!"

"Another snake? I'll kill you."

Nan Qinghuan was furious; she rolled to dodge the python's attack, then drew her Fruit Knife and thrust it into the snake's seven‑inch spot. The snake darted away quickly, and she missed, stabbing the ground instead.

"Still trying to run, Ying, hold on tight!"

Ying clutched the snake's tail tightly; the Giant Python, enraged, twisted its head to attack Ying. Nan Qinghuan seized the chance and, in an instant, slashed fiercely at the seven‑inch spot… In a flash, blood gushed out. Yet she persisted, repeatedly stabbing the snake's seven‑inch spot. The massive snake roared and coiled, trying to evade her attacks, but for some reason, when the snake saw Nan Qinghuan's bright blue eyes, it became terrified and couldn't flee.

Watching this scene, Rongdi's heart raced. He saw a petite female kill a Giant Python with her bare hands—this is the Omega he's been looking for? "Huaner, she's dead."

Ying, seeing the snake stop moving, finally let go of its tail. Nan Qinghuan's eyes turned blood‑red, her hands covered in blood, a few drops staining her fair cheeks, giving off a bloodthirsty beauty.

Not only Rongdi was stunned, Ying was also amazed; he recalled the first time he met Nan Qinghuan, when she killed a snake with her bare hands, and he admired her courage and resolve, which is why he chose her as his female.

"Huaner, are you okay?"

Nan Qinghuan, seeing the snake completely dead, finally stopped her actions; she was panting heavily, nearly collapsing, and when she came to her senses she was bewildered.

What the heck, such a huge Giant Python? "Wuh wuh wuh…"

The woman was still whimpering on the tree; this time Ying had to climb up to rescue her. After being saved, Nan Qinghuan quickly tore off the cloth from her mouth, and the woman suddenly burst into tears, "You scared me to death."

The woman, lying in Nan Qinghuan's arms, kept crying; she wore nothing and seemed unbothered. Ying suddenly grabbed her from Nan Qinghuan's arms, "Stay away from my Huaner."

"Oh dear…"

The woman was thrown away, but then she suddenly saw Ying's handsome face; her gaze fixed on him, as if she lost her soul.

This male looks so good.

Seeing the woman tossed aside, Nan Qinghuan wanted to scold, "Ying, you're crazy! She's just a girl. Girl, you should leave quickly; this place is dangerous."

Although the woman was thrown by Ying, she wasn't angry; on the contrary, she thought he was handsome.

"I can't leave, there's a Giant Python here, and also… people‑eaters…"

"People‑eaters what?"

Wuwu.

The words had just fallen and hadn't been clarified, when a series of animal roars came from not far away; Nan Qinghuan naturally heard the commotion, and the sound was loud, clearly coming from a huge thing.

"Not good, that thing is coming."

"Dong dong dong…"

That thing seemed enormous; as it walked, even the mountains and forest trembled.

Rongdi is a Half-beast, so he naturally smelled the scent of his kind; even though he is a Flying People, he had never seen such a robust beast before.

His intuition told him it was a big fellow.

Ying straightened his back and gripped the Spear in his hand; he shielded Nan Qinghuan behind him, his eyes alert and sharp, standing motionless as he stared toward the dense forest.

"That sound seems to be…"