Chapter 221: Oh, So It's Not Fighting Anymore?

Yin Xuan, with a profound expression, said: "A city like Kuangsha City that can produce Agave beer must have been favored by the gods. I fear not fighting any Beastfolk, but I am a descendant of the Beast God; how could I defy the Beast God's will, and how could I defeat the Beast God?"

He leisurely ordered everyone: "Return to our territory."

Yuan Wu and the warriors behind him let out deep sighs of relief, and immediately followed the Lord without looking back, racing into the forest.

On the other side.

Cangqiong's golden eyes were dim and obscure, seated on the back of a giant eagle, as if still smelling dust, causing an uneasy feeling to rise in his heart.

The black giant eagle spread its wings and circled in the sky where the desert meets the withered earth, not over the desert itself, but without the Lord's command it dared not depart privately.

Countless injured giant eagles had bloodstained feathers; their race could fly, a bit better than the continents of Bi Sa Jin and Great Ape. Cangqiong only brought 12,000 elite warriors, and after counting they found a loss of over two thousand warriors.

Looking at the Lord ahead, the War General's horned eagle flew close, its deep voice carried by the wind: "Lord, just now we received news that two other territories also suffered the Beast God's punishment; their people all retreated from the desert, and did not stay, apparently heading back to their own territories."

They spy on the Planting Base's army invasion; the Beast God is angry, which shows its favoritism toward Kuangsha City!

Cangqiong remained silent, the black mass of eagles behind him flapped their wings with a whooshing sound; no one dared speak. Below, the desert, baked by the sun, regained a dazzling golden hue, and overnight a wide river spontaneously appeared in the desert, signaling the Beast God's dazzling exclusive favor.

"Return to the city," Cangqiong's moving voice was now low and hoarse, showing an unprecedented sign of weakness, "Planting Base, I will change the method to obtain it."

"Screech!"

The horned eagle's sharp cry transmitted the Lord's command to the aerial army behind, and the formation flew orderly in one direction, leaving the sky above this golden desert.

……

When this news was brought back, Lin Manzhi was with Mo Lie in the council hall.

The Planting Base's project to build a canal drawing water from the adjacent river had just been ordered.

She sat on a seat beside the Lord's throne; her black hair fell to her waist behind her, a linen‑colored long dress cinched by a serpentine golden belt, revealing snow‑white skin on her exposed arms.

According to the report from the scout sent out by Mo Lie that night, the desert's torrential rain caused earthquakes in several places, but Kuangsha City and its legion remained unharmed; the garrisons of Sa Jin and the other two Lords happened to be in the earthquake zone, suffering massive losses.

After silently hearing Hu Jiao's words, Lin Manzhi was bewildered by the news.

These days, because a river had appeared in the desert and an ancient ruined city emerged from Kuangsha City, Mo Lie had many matters to arrange, so he left for the battlefield before finishing the arrangements.

She didn't expect that while she was still worrying that Hu Jiao couldn't stop them from breaking into Kuangsha, she would suddenly learn that the crisis had been resolved.

Lin Manzhi blinked expectantly: "…so we don't have to fight anymore?"

Mo Lie, slightly surprised, raised an eyebrow, "There shouldn't be any Lord daring to declare war on us for now; that's thanks to your sacrificial summons that brought the Beast God."

Sometimes luck, rather than strength, is the key to victory.

Lin Manzhi smiled faintly: "Thanks to the Beast Gods for standing on our side."

The words of the upper Lords and the Lord's Wife still left Hu Jiao a bit dazed.

Indeed.

The Lord's Wife that day prayed to the Beast God for Kuangsha City… the water that appeared out of nowhere in the desert, and the later rain—could a typical female achieve that?

He looked at Lin Manzhi, no longer seeing her merely as Mo Lie's cherished female, but with genuine respect: "I also thought no Lord could defeat the Beast God, no Beastfolk could be your opponent."

Making the Beast God bring rain to a desert that had been dry for centuries wasn't enough; the hidden river emerged, a long river enough to sustain countless lives; the flourishing plants would attract many Exotic Beasts and exotic birds, and later Beastfolk's food would gradually become abundant, no longer a barren wasteland.

Kuangsha, the terrifying great desert that makes all Beastfolk cower, will be rewritten at this moment.

Hu Jiao, who swore from the start to serve only Mo Lie, now has his steadfast belief tinged with a beautiful, delicate female figure.

He looked at Lin Manzhi beside the Lord, feeling a hot‑blooded zeal that made him want to devote his loyalty and even his heart to her.

Mo Lie's fingertips casually tapped the armrest, "We must not be careless."

He lowered his long eyelashes; his ice‑blue eyes were deep and unfathomable: "This desert is my territory."

"Hu Jiao, I order you to immediately lead the Seventh Army and the Eleventh Legion to set up five defensive bases along the border with the other five major territories, and complete it before the coldest part of the dry season."

"Yes, my Lord." Hu Jiao's heart was filled with power, eager to fly to each border at once.

However, after bowing to Mo Lie he did not rush to turn away; instead he slightly turned his body again, bowed low to Lin Manzhi, then turned and left the hall.

Lin Manzhi was taken aback by Hu Jiao's attitude, "I feel like Hu Jiao's attitude toward me has changed…"

Mo Lie turned, looked at Lin Manzhi sitting beside him, leaned over, lifted a hand and twirled a strand of black hair behind Little Female's head at his fingertips.

His practiced voice lingered, drawing Little Female's attention to himself: "Oh—Zhi Zhi is my Wife Master, and as the War General of Kuangsha City, they should respect my Wife Master just as they respect me."

Lin Manzhi sensed Mo Lie's hidden intention not to let her talk about other Beastfolk.

She tilted her head toward Mo Lie, smiling lightly: "That is indeed so."

"So I am the most loyal male beast to Zhi Zhi; would you like to give me a reward?" Mo Lie's fingertip gently wrapped the strand of hair around his finger joint, his voice low, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "Anything would make me happy."

Lin Manzhi reached out and pulled the strand of her own hair from his hand, thought for a moment, then stood, bent, and leaned close to Mo Lie: "Then…"

She kissed his warm thin lips briefly, then withdrew: "Are you happy…?"

Mo Lie, seizing the moment, wrapped his arms around her waist, preventing her from standing, pressed her down, tilted his head and kissed again, a faint ambiguous phrase slipping between lips and teeth: "No…enough."

After more than ten minutes, back in the sleeping chamber, Lin Manzhi: "…"

Forgot.

Give Mo Lie a taste of sweetness, how could he stop there?

Too careless.