Good pregnancy in the world of beasts: the little female gave birth to a tribe!

"Hey, wait, wait!——" The Yellow-rank Cobra Orc screamed heartbreakingly: "Don't kill me, I... let me think, let me think!"

Seeing that Yan Che was actually not afraid of the Cobra Clan's vicious reputation, the Yellow-level Cobra Orcs also became timid. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him.

He searched his mind angrily for the possible person. Logically speaking, the other party was so confident and the cobra tribe's beast form was very obvious, so there should be no mistake. Who... who could it be?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Wait, did you just say that person was Bi Tong?"

Yan Che looked down at him condescendingly: "Yes, do you remember anything?"

"Bi Tong...Bi Tong's Cobra, I remember there was only one, but he had been expelled from the tribe a long time ago, and he was only at the purple level, a waste, and could not be the red-level warrior you mentioned."

Yan Che pressed on: "What's his name and what does he look like?"

Snake Orc: "Her name is Qianren. She is quite good-looking. When she was a child, she looked like a little female."

Yan Che: "Why were you expelled from the tribe?"

Snake Orc: "I don't know. To be honest, I used to play with him when we were little. Although he wasn't very strong, he was not bad to be a follower. But one day he suddenly went crazy and bit the chief's genitals. The chief was furious and decided to execute him, but he escaped on the eve of the execution. Since then, the chief announced that he had been expelled from the tribe, and any Cobra member who saw him would be killed."

The snake orc paused here and changed the subject: "So, have you found Qianren? Do you need me to help you kill him? You can go to the patriarch to collect the reward."

Yan Che: “…”

The snake beastman became angry and said: "Hey! Can you let me go now? We are in the same group. It's very uncomfortable to be pinned down by someone, do you know?"

Yan Che said: "I'll let you go, just be honest."

The snake beastman rolled his eyes: "I can't beat you anyway."

Only then did Yan Che let go.

The snake beastman turned into a human form. He had a mean look, and his nose and eyes were not eyes. It was obvious that he disliked Yan Che.

Yan Che also transformed into a human form and said: "The Red-level Cobra Orcs kidnapped my female, and I and several other beastmen are chasing him. If the Qianren you mentioned is really the person we are looking for, please tell me all the clues, and I will reward you."

"Damn... kidnapping females? This seems like something Qianren would do." The snake beastman pondered: "Are you sure he still lives in the Wandao Wetland? This guy is quite courageous, he actually hides himself in the dark."

Yan Che said: "Is there a possibility that his current strength has far surpassed yours, and no matter where he lives, it will be difficult for you to do anything to him."

"Haha, how is that possible? You must have made a mistake." The snake beastman sneered: "From purple rank to red rank, by the Beast God, if such a thing really exists, then those of us at yellow and orange ranks would be useless."

He waved his hands, obviously feeling that this was outrageous: "Actually, I was still young when the incident happened, and I don't know much about the details. I can introduce you to the clan leader, and you can go and ask him in person."

Yan Che nodded: "This is the best."

Both of them had their own plans. The Cobra Orc thought that once they entered the Cobra Tribe, it would be their home turf, and the Gray Wolf Orc who dared to attack them would have to pay the price.

As for Yan Che, he thought that when he met the leader of the Cobra tribe, it would be best to take advantage of the hatred between the Cobra tribe and Qianren to kill him.

Of course, he was no longer an innocent boy, and he had some guesses about the snake orcs' plans, so he stopped at the outskirts of the cobra tribe's territory and called to the white dove orcs with his unique whistle.

Yan Che said directly: "I will now notify the other two beast husbands to come as soon as possible. I forgot to tell you that they are also orange-level."

Snake Beastman: “…”

There was a naked threat in Yan Che's eyes, and the snake beastmen immediately stopped their attacks. They, the Cobra Clan, could easily kill one orange-level beast secretly, but three... it would be difficult.

So who is this female and why does she have three orange-level beast husbands?

You know, any orange-level person can lead a large tribe.

And that fellow Qianren had actually kidnapped three Orange-rank females? He was still as lawless as he had been back then.

Thousands of miles away, there is a Jedi cliff.

It took Hope a whole month to get here. Because of Jiang Yue's disappearance, the cubs had no one to take care of them, so he could only send the litter of lion cubs and fox cubs back to the Lion Tribe. After the chief and his wife of the Lion Tribe saw the cubs, they were so excited that they cried with joy.

After resolving his worries, Hope began to climb the cliff. His muscles were bulging with strength. He clasped the slightly raised part of the rock with three fingers of both hands. Only the toes of his feet could bear the force. He climbed the rock nimbly like a gecko.

This is a cliff that is more than 2,000 meters high. The cliff is at a 90-degree angle, and most of the rock walls are smooth.

At the top of the cliff is where the Golden-winged Rocs live. There are strong winds blowing there all year round and the environment is very harsh. It is said that every warrior of the Golden-winged Rocs grew up under the tempering of the strong winds, so their bodies are like gold and invulnerable to swords and spears.

In order to temper their descendants, the ancestors of the Golden-winged Roc tribe passed down ancestral teachings and lived on the Jedi cliffs for generations. This was to prevent their descendants from being proud and complacent, but to temper the warriors' will in harsh environments. This is the heritage of the Golden-winged Roc and the foundation for them to truly stand tall on the Orc Continent.

Because they live in such a remote place, almost no one would think of attacking their territory. First of all, the environment of this place is really harsh. Except for the powerful bloodline of the Golden-winged Roc, the cubs of other races cannot survive. Secondly, this place is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Only a crazy person would attack the powerful Golden-winged Roc clan.

Therefore, they did not set up patrols at all. Except for a few flying orcs who were recognized by the Golden-winged Roc Clan to deliver messages, outsiders who wanted to visit the Golden-winged Roc Clan had to climb up the cliffs. Only by reaching the top with their own strength would they be recognized by the Golden-winged Roc Clan and qualified to communicate with them.

For a feline like Hope, rock climbing is not particularly difficult; what is difficult is the increasingly strong wind, the scorching sun, and the fear of heights.

Hope's fingers had already bled from being rubbed against the cliff wall, but he continued to climb without stopping. Compared to the powerlessness and humiliation of Yue'er being snatched away alive in front of him, this little bit of hardship was nothing.

Relying on the powerful strength of the orange level, Hope spent a day and a night, and finally reached the top of the mountain on the next morning.

The most difficult part of the cliff is this last section. The entire mountain here is not just 90 degrees, but forms an acute angle with the ground. In this last hundred meters or so, you need to climb in the air with the strength of your hands only. Your legs can no longer support you. Just one mistake and you will fall off the cliff and be smashed to pieces.