Chapter 21: Finding Flowers

Finding Flowers

Her sharp, rounded fingertips tapped her chin lightly, and a rough human shape popped into Chaosheng's mind.

A tall, thin figure, hunched and stooped, sighing with lowered brows.

A Black Butterfly Shell Beastman?

The Female Beastman before her also had a jet-black, lustrous complexion, a thin build, and a submissive look, exactly like the Black Butterfly Shell Beastman who had sold her the pearls.

Chaosheng's eyes flickered slightly as she stared at the Female Beastman, who was wailing and grieving uncontrollably.

"Are you a Black Butterfly Shell Beastman?"

"Is your Beast Husband also a Black Butterfly Shell Beastman?"

"Yes, yes..." The Black Butterfly Shell Female Beastman nodded tremblingly; she was slender and looked somewhat malnourished.

Chaosheng pondered for a moment; weren't females here supposed to have high status? How could she be so thin and weak?

However, she had no time to dwell on it; there were more important matters at hand.

"Let's go, take me to find your Beast Husband."

Chaosheng did not want to delay any longer; the sooner she went, the greater the chance of saving the Beastman.

"Sheng, I will go with you," Yinxu said quickly, his eyes firm.

With fine, soft white fur flowing with the seawater, the tall and handsome Male Beastman stood stiffly, a warm, gentle smile hanging on the corners of his mouth, his deep brown eyes filled with timid anticipation.

Baini, on the other hand, was somewhat hesitant, his round black eyes full of reluctance: "Sheng, I'm afraid I can't go with you."

"I have to go hunting."

"After hunting, I still need to make a trip back to the Jingju Tribe."

"?" Go back? After a moment, a flash of realization crossed her purple eyes; did the Beastmen here also have the custom of visiting the bride's family? Chaosheng said considerately, "Then do you want me to go back with you?"

"No need, you go save him first." Baini's eyes were conflicted; he wasn't going back for any particular reason, just for that matter regarding his sister.

Yesterday's grand wedding was rushed, and some things hadn't been made clear.

He had to go back to make his sister state her position, and then ruthlessly discipline that useless Beastman who had spoken rudely to Sheng.

"Alright."

Chaosheng didn't press the matter further and let the Black Butterfly Shell Beastman lead them out.

Near dawn, in the dim water, the early-rising fish and shrimp had already begun to forage.

In the pinkish-white soft coral clusters, many brightly colored small fish had begun to swim out, and yellow-and-white clownfish swam out from the sea anemones.

In the dim light, greenish seaweed floated, and tens of millions of creatures drifted and sank in this space.

The Black Butterfly Shell female's gaze was anxious, and her swimming speed was extremely fast.

Chaosheng also knew the situation was urgent, so she flicked her beautiful large tail and followed.

To Chaosheng's surprise, Yinxu's speed was not at all inferior to hers, though after diving for a while, Yinxu needed to surface to breathe.

Passing through schools of various fish, they arrived at a patch of seagrass; on a large expanse of water-green seagrass lay a Black Butterfly Shell about two meters wide, which remained motionless, its luster dull and devoid of life.

Even more exaggeratedly, a large chunk of the shell above was dented inward, its edges shattered, and the shell meat inside could already be vaguely seen.

Only by the occasional, labored opening and closing, spitting out a string of small bubbles, could one tell that the black shell was still alive.

"Wushi! Wushi! How are you?" Seeing Wushi's state, the female swam over anxiously and called out to him softly, "Wushi, can you hold on a little longer?"

Hearing his Mate's voice, Wushi's blurred consciousness returned slightly; the black shell opened and closed, his voice powerless and extremely weak, "Ma... Mate..."

The female looked at Chaosheng helplessly, her large, black eyes filled with tears, "Quick! Quick, save him!"

Wushi's vitality was fading bit by bit; even though he had been tormented by his chaotic and turbid Mental Sea until he was anxious and burning, he could not muster the strength to say a complete sentence.

"Alright, don't be anxious." Chaosheng quietly released a wisp of Witch Power to investigate, only to see a wisp of black smoke drifting out from the slightly opening Black Butterfly Shell.

Chaosheng had a rough idea in her mind, and her gaze fell upon this sea area; as luck would have it, this was where she had picked the Yu Sheng flowers last time.

"Yinxu, help me look for that flower from last time, the white flower."

The female's shattered expression brightened slightly, "What are you looking for? Let me help you."

Chaosheng, however, just shook her head, her words gentle as she comforted the female, "You take good care of Wushi; don't let him lose consciousness."

"Mm, okay." The female nodded blankly; having cried for so long today, with such great emotional ups and downs, the female was clearly exhausted now.

Chaosheng pushed aside the soft seagrass in front of her; the fine, soft seagrass parted to create a ripple, and then one or two tiny fish swam out.

"Yinxu, help me look together."

In Yinxu's mind, that delicate-looking yet pungent and foul-smelling flower slowly appeared, and he also remembered the scene where Chaosheng used it to help him clean his Mental Sea.

Thinking of that strange, tingling sensation after the Mental Sea was cleaned, Yinxu's heart surged, his eyes darkening, "Are you going to clean his Mental Sea like you helped me last time?"

Upon hearing this, Chaosheng didn't think much of it and hurriedly nodded in response, "Yes."

She was currently single-mindedly looking for the flower; the seagrass in this area was tangled, and she had forgotten the exact location where she had picked the flowers last time.

Moreover, she could probably only find some unopened flower buds now, and without the pungent smell, it was very difficult for Chaosheng to find them.

Hearing this, Yinxu's expression darkened slightly, his eyes falling on the Black Butterfly Shell in front of the female who was crouching and crying, his gaze cold.

Ever since Chaosheng cleaned his Mental Sea that time, he had felt that his relationship with her had become closer, more intimate.

Was she now going to establish such a connection with another Male Beastman?

With such an incompetent, married Male Beastman?

How could she do such a thing with some other strange Sea Beastman?!

For a moment, Yinxu even wanted to take some action and quietly finish off this Male Beastman who was suffering from Mental Sea pollution.

He had the Wood Element Ability, and with the abundant seagrass here, it would be very easy for him to kill a Beastman without a sound.

Yinxu narrowed his eyes slightly, a small string of bubbles escaping from his slightly parted lips, his slender knuckles rubbing together in anticipation, a dangerous arc tracing the depths of his eyes.

"Yinxu, why are you just standing there?"

Chaosheng was huddled in the seagrass looking for flowers, and when she looked up and saw Yinxu not knowing what he was thinking, standing blankly in place instead of helping her look, she spoke up to remind him.

Forget it.

Just an inconspicuous Beastman.

Yinxu lowered his eyelids slightly, concealing his cold, brown eyes, and parted his thin lips, "Fine."

"I will go look for them now."

Yinxu gazed listlessly at this sea of green seaweed, his figure swimming elegantly amidst the seaweed, the supple strands brushing against his skin, leaving a tingling sensation.

There was not the slightest urgency to save the Beastman; every movement was languid and noble, like a refined young nobleman strolling at his leisure.

Ever since his mother and father passed away, he had lived alone, hunting, eating, drinking, and sleeping all by himself, with absolutely no concept of a tribe helping one another.

Weak Beastmen like this died in the sea by the countless every day; there was no saving them all.