Chapter 262: Mo Lie, You've Gone Vegetarian?

Mo Lie is uninterested in herbal medicine and money; a slight curl at his mouth, he stared steadily at Lin Manzhi beside him, his bright blue eyes clearer than the sky outside.

"Of course…" his voice a bit gentle: "Zhi Zhi, you're amazing at making money."

Lin Manzhi also thought it was obvious.

Concentrated Spirit Dew and Celestial God Core, such millennia‑old medicinal plants, there are only a few across the entire Beastfolk continent.

Yet in her space there are dozens, but as long as she doesn't take them out, they effectively don't exist.

It can be said accurately that, as far as she knows, only she and the Great Witch currently possess the Soul Cocoon Divine Pill.

Although she wants to take out the Soul Cocoon Divine Pill to sell, Lin Manzhi does not intend to use the thousand‑year Concentrated Spirit Dew and Celestial God Core from her space; these herbs take too long to mature, and once they leave her Space Spirit Field, a millennial plant is far too long‑lived for a Beastfolk whose lifespan is only about two hundred years.

Since she discovered that Gastrodia and Eucommia bark can replace these two millennial herbs, she can try using them as the two main ingredients for the Soul Cocoon Divine Pill.

One of the needed ingredients is Dragon Resin, which Lin Manzhi currently lacks; she previously obtained it by trading with the Great Witch.

In the middle of her money‑making scheme, she suddenly realized she was missing a crucial herb; Lin Manzhi slightly furrowed her brows and sighed, "Sigh… to craft the Soul Cocoon Divine Pill, we're still missing a key ingredient."

Mo Lie's gaze on Lin Manzhi paused, then, nonchalantly raising an eyebrow, he asked, "You mean?"

Lin Manzhi: "Dragon Resin."

She lowered her head, returning the Gastrodia and Eucommia bark taken from the table back into the space's medicine cabinet, "It seems only the Mountain Classic Beast Temple has it; to make the Soul Cocoon Divine Pill, we must first ask the Great Witch to trade us some Dragon Resin."

Mo Lie let out a low laugh, his blue eyes darkly fixed on the Little Female before him, his Adam's apple twitching, his voice low and slow, "Zhi Zhi, do you know where Dragon Resin comes from?"

…the amniotic membrane of a Supernatural Male Beast cub at birth; Mo Lie should have known that already, right?

Lin Manzhi tilted her head at him inexplicably, thinking he had forgotten, and explained, "It comes from when a Supernatural Male Beast cub is born, right."

She then showed a disappointed expression, "Supernatural Male Beast cubs are also very rare; I don't know how many the Great Witch has stored, and she might refuse to trade us Dragon Resin again."

Mo Lie suddenly leaned in, lifted his hand to press against Lin Manzhi's waist, and abruptly pulled her from the nearby chair into his embrace.

Their posture was as if Lin Manzhi were being held in a seated princess carry by Mo Lie, skin pressed together, the beastman's slightly higher body heat clearly radiating through the clothing.

Lin Manzhi struggled briefly to no avail, then simply settled herself contentedly in Mo Lie's arms.

Mo Lie, one hand around Lin Manzhi's waist, kept her within his embrace, a smile at his lips, his voice slightly hoarse, saying, "Don't worry, Zhi Zhi, if you want Dragon Resin you can ask yourself for it."

He raised his other hand, his slender fingers tracing gentle circles on Lin Manzhi's abdomen, an almost ambiguous implication.

Lin Manzhi was startled, "Ah… conceiving a Supernatural Male Beast's offspring is very difficult! Most have a single cub, at most twins."

Mo Lie's thoughts were truly fanciful.

She adjusted her sitting posture in Mo Lie's arms; the hem of her top shifted, revealing a slender white waistline, then she gave Mo Lie a tender, affectionate smile, "Your power… couldn't possibly conceive four cubs at once!"

Mo Lie: "…"

The next second, he gently massaged the area just below Lin Manzhi's lower back.

Lin Manzhi let out an unguarded whimper.

She felt a familiar warmth as his palm clearly rested beneath her lower back, without any fabric between them.

Mo Lie lowered his head, leaning close to the Little Female's ear in his arms, his voice suppressed and hoarse, "I and Zhi Zhi haven't conceived any cubs yet; we have to try to find out."

Before Lin Manzhi could speak, Mo Lie lowered his head and sealed the Little Female's soft, sweet mouth with his lips.

…

Unresisting, Lin Manzhi, dizzy and disoriented, was pressed against the desk and kissed for a long time; as she was about to lose breath, Mo Lie finally stopped.

Her eyes reddened at the corners, her jet‑black pupils seemed clouded with mist, her lips a deep crimson, and she glared at Mo Lie.

Lin Manzhi thought her expression fierce, but it held no intimidation, resembling a soft, white peach tempting someone to bite it.

Mo Lie's eyes were deep and dim, suppressing the rising fiery desire within him.

He inhaled deeply, lifted Lin Manzhi and stood, and the next second placed her back into the spacious chair beside him.

Lin Manzhi: "??"

Has this Bao Yue gone vegetarian?

Watching Mo Lie sit back expressionlessly, Lin Manzhi felt even more bewildered; after all, at this time before, he would have grabbed her and rushed back to the sleeping hall.

As the bewildering several seconds passed, a commotion sounded from the hall entrance.

Clack clack clack.

A hurried set of footsteps arrived first, followed by a guard's loud voice: "Lord, Hua Zheng the War General brings Bao Yue the Commander to request an audience."

Lin Manzhi understood, looked up at the black‑haired beast standing before her, cleared her slightly hoarse throat, and said, "…someone's arrived, you sit back quickly."

Upon hearing that, Mo Lie this time did not obediently follow the Wife Master's command right away.

He leaned forward, lifted his hand, and his fingertips gently brushed the Little Female's moist, crimson eye corner, then leisurely turned and sat back in his chair.

He curled his lip corner, his voice as always cold and indifferent: "Let them in."

Soon, Hua Zheng and Bao Yue entered the hall; both bowed to the seated person, and when Bao Yue straightened, his gaze landed on Lin Manzhi beside Mo Lie, causing him to pause in surprise.

But Bao Yue quickly composed his shocked expression and quietly stood beside Hua Zheng.

He was once surprised to make a mistake; this time he won't.

The last time in the Rosanya tribe, they already knew the Lord's Wife was extraordinary; the power she wielded matched that of the Lord himself, and it's said the Kuangsha City legion obeys her.

Since entering Kuangsha City, Bao Yue has heard countless praises of the Lord's Wife and knows it's all true.

At this moment, Hua Zheng has already presented the Thin Skin Scroll he holds.

Hua Zheng, with a serious expression, said, "The Huo Mother Elixir you previously had investigated indeed caused this strange phenomenon in more than just the Rosanya tribe. The Huo Mother Elixir is truly bizarre."

Lin Manzhi was also somewhat concerned about this, watching Mo Lie open the Thin Skin Scroll, her upper body leaning over, eyes lowered, to look.

Mo Lie slightly turned his body, reaching his hand toward Lin Manzhi, placing the unfolded Thin Skin paper beneath her eyes.

According to information gathered by Bao Yue, in dozens of remote tribes of Ansen City, there have been incidents of someone selling the Huo Mother Elixir, causing the females in those tribes to miscarry shortly after becoming pregnant. A beast who sold the Huo Mother Elixir suddenly emerged a few months ago; when she went to see Xi Tao, that beastman who sold the elixir vanished from the An Sen Da Lu.

However, the matter has not ended.

Mo Lie squinted his eyes, "You haven't fully investigated the whereabouts of that beastman?"

Lin Manzhi also looked over with some concern.

Hua Zheng looked at Bao Yue, "Lord asks you."