Chapter 100: Racial Advantage

"Thank you, Su Shamaness." Lin Manzhi squinted and smiled.

She followed Su Li down the stairs, turned into the rear courtyard, passed through several lavish courtyards, and arrived at a standalone palace built of white rock.

The few of them entered; Lin Manzhi walked beside Su Li, moving forward unimpeded.

Mo Lie and Hua Zheng, both male Beastfolk, while following behind Lin Manzhi into the hall, were blocked by four muscular guards that had appeared from nowhere in the palace's main hall.

Being stopped, Mo Lie coldly emitted an aura around his body.

The terrifying aura burst in the hall, and the four guards' legs went weak, causing them to stagger back a few steps, nearly losing control and undergoing Beast Transformation on the spot.

In the deep, cold blue eyes of the black‑haired male Beastfolk, the pupils stretched into narrow black slits, giving a cruel, icy, inhumanly sinister feeling.

"Step aside," Mo Lie said lightly.

Hua Zheng felt a surge of battle spirit throughout his body.

So excited—haven't fought behind you for a long time.

Mo Lie's calm words reached the four guards' ears like distant thunder, and they broke out in cold sweat.

To know, their Beast Form is a wild ox, with sharp horns and strength that are hard to match; they only earned the chance to protect Su Shamaness up close, yet now a single glance makes them want to kneel.

Moo... there are hardly any Beastfolk whose strength surpasses theirs! What's going on now??

The four guards dared neither move nor retreat.

"What's wrong?" Lin Manzhi walked forward a bit, not noticing Mo Lie turn his head back.

She saw Mo Lie and Hua Zheng standing opposite the four guards, as if some conflict had arisen without her noticing; Mo Lie, cloaked in a black robe, radiated cold, while the four guards' bodies trembled slightly.

Ah, the two male Beastfolk were blocked, right?

At that moment, Su Li saw Lin Manzhi pause, and also turned back to look.

Before Su Li could speak, Lin Manzhi, with a urging tone, quickly waved at the two and laughed, "Come quickly; we can't keep the esteemed Su Shamaness waiting."

Mo Lie reined in his aura and, at a leisurely pace, walked toward Lin Manzhi, with Hua Zheng following.

Even without intimidation, the four guards' faces didn't improve; as the black‑clad Beastfolk stepped forward, the guards stepped back.

The four's eyes darted repeatedly toward Su Shamaness, looking extremely fearful and unwilling to act.

Su Li's eyes widened.

You all usually charge at him! Where's the usual savage momentum?

These powerful, hot‑tempered male Beastfolk are now as docile as a little Sand Rabbit; just seeing them makes one angry, and it's obvious those four top guards of the Wushen Temple aren't a match for him.

Su Li: "Hmph."

Hearing that cold sound, the four guards, as if granted a pardon, collectively turned and cleared the path, then exhaled a long breath outside the door.

Mo Lie finally reached Lin Manzhi's side.

He lifted his hand and tugged the black veil off Lin Manzhi's head, turned his head toward the nearby Su Shamaness, his blue eyes showing no emotion:

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Su Li: "..."

So that's how you two are... never mind, what's there to argue with a possessive male Beastfolk?

"Your leg isn't even injured, yet you walk so slowly." Su Li let out another cold hum, turned around and continued leading the three toward her herb garden room.

Calling it a herb garden room, it was actually an entire cathedral‑sized hall; two guards stood at the entrance, and Lin Manzhi stepped through the carved archway, the scenery changing abruptly.

She suddenly stepped from the desert into a tropical botanical garden; the hall was very tall, its skylight windows huge, and various fruit‑like medicinal herbs were neatly planted in square plots of soil, like cultivated fields.

There were also some towering trees, and in the center a pool overgrown with green plants, where several women in white long dresses were tending it.

When they saw Su Li pause, they all slightly bowed their heads and saluted Su Shamaness.

Su Li gestured for them to fetch six Mysterious Spirit Fruit, and led Lin Manzhi to the pool's edge, saying, "My herb garden here is the largest and best in Kuangsha City; if next time you bring Lettuce with roots, I can preserve it longer."

Oh, so the six Mysterious Spirit Fruit were brought here because they were waiting for her.

Lin Manzhi, unable to refuse and making Su Li look displeased, sighed, "Collecting Lettuce isn't my job; honestly, I've never even seen Lettuce grow. I only handle transport and find buyers."

Su Li: "..."

"That makes sense; I also wouldn't let the Shamaness in my hands come in to pick herbs. Whatever herbs they need, I order people to fetch them, then I distribute them."

She just tries her luck; after showing off her wealth before the Wooden Female, perhaps she can sway the Wooden Female a bit and get Lettuce with roots for herself.

Unfortunately, the master behind the Wooden Female is scheming, and his people are tightly guarded.

Soon, a female guard brought a tray over, and Su Li asked her to hand it to Lin Manzhi.

Lin Manzhi reached out, took it, and looked down into the tray.

In the wooden tray, six dark‑red stalks lay, each leaf and stem a deep crimson; the leaves were tiny and round like copper coins, the roots fine as hair, the color vivid as blood.

Lin Manzhi took out a bag to store the Mysterious Spirit Fruit, then quickly retrieved them into her Space Storage, and curiously asked, "I didn't expect that the spirit‑restoring elixir, which sells for so much, could come from such a tiny main herb; the medicine is truly miraculous."

Su Li looked at Lin Manzhi's uncultured demeanor, and, as a Shamaness, smiled superiorly, "Our Pheromone can extract essence liquid, allowing us to sense medicinal‑plant energy you cannot see."

She pointed at Lin Manzhi's small bag of herbs: "The Mysterious Spirit Fruit you just got yields only a thread of bloodline every ten years; a millennial three‑leaf Mysterious Spirit Fruit, however, can produce a strand of golden thread!"

Lin Manzhi's eyes sparkled: "Amazing! There's also a three‑leaf one??? I've never even heard of it."

"Could the Great Witch's notes be fake?" Su Li shook her head, "It's a pity you lack Pheromone Value; otherwise I could recommend you to become a Beast God attendant at the Mountain Classic Beast Temple."

Lin Manzhi blinked, "Ah, what a pity."

Su Li felt a strange sense of comfort as Lin Manzhi's twin bright black eyes stared at her.

The business and naming tactics Lin Manzhi used earlier cleared the vague feeling in Su Li's heart, and when faced with her specialty—herbs—she successfully regained it.

She didn't need to see the other off, but seeing Lin Manzhi's inquisitive and envious gaze, she unconsciously followed her out.