After transmigrating, she became the most beloved beast in the world.

"Where's Spirit Butterfly? I can't see her!" the girl who had just been sitting with Chu Xinyao exclaimed. She already had a favorite beastman and was just waiting for this opportunity to express her love to him.

Chu Xinyao looked up and helped find the pairs of fluttering butterflies.

"Bunny, here."

The girl's gaze swept quickly across the crowd, and she finally spotted that familiar figure. Her eyes lit up instantly.

The young orc stood beneath a large tree, two spirit butterflies fluttering above his head, one deep blue and the other bright purple. His eyes held tension, but even more so, anticipation.

"Bunny, look! A fairy butterfly landed on my head." The orc's voice trembled slightly, but he still mustered his courage and reached out his hand to the girl.

The girl took a deep breath, then strode towards the orc, each step feeling like walking on clouds. She reached out her hand, and the two held hands, their heads slowly drawing closer.

A miraculous scene unfolded: the two spirit butterflies above the orc's head separated. The deep blue spirit butterfly landed on the orc's head, while the bright purple spirit butterfly hovered and slowly landed on the blooming spirit flower on the girl's head.

The surrounding noise seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only two beating hearts and the pair of graceful butterflies that landed lightly.

"Rabbit, I've been waiting for this moment for so long. You are the most beautiful butterfly in my heart."

The girl looked up, her eyes glistening with tears, but her face was full of a happy smile. "Me too, and you are my Psylocke too."

Their faces slowly drew closer until their breaths mingled. The orc's lips touched lightly, a kiss so gentle it was like a butterfly caressing a petal, full of tenderness.

Chu Xinyao gently wiped away the tears of emotion from the corners of her eyes and turned her head to look for that person, but apart from a little flower cheering her on, there was no sign of Mo.

Ink, can you see it?

......

At this moment, in the dark alley not far away, the man's figure was like a bright spot in the night. Even though he was wearing a simple linen shirt, it couldn't hide the handsome and elegant aura he exuded. The man was tall and upright, like a quietly growing poplar tree, resilient and graceful.

His features were sharply defined, like a meticulously sculpted work of art, and his glassy eyes gleamed coldly in the dim light. His nose was straight, and his lips were slightly pursed. After a long while, he said slowly, "Lord Mo, aren't you being a bit too nosy? Yu is merely traveling around, is it really necessary for Lord Mo to make such a fuss?"

He looked around and saw that everyone around him was dressed in black. Mo, who was wearing a black robe and had a demonic aura, spoke with an unquestionable coldness: "I can't control where Lord Yu wants to go, but if Lord Yu acts recklessly on my territory, then I won't be polite."

A chilling voice echoed through the alley, as if even the night itself had frozen. Mo's figure, surrounded by numerous men in black and accentuated by the demon mask, appeared even more mysterious.

A faint smile played on Yu's lips, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, as if he didn't take Mo's threat to heart. His demeanor remained composed, showing no sign of panic even when facing the powerful Mo and his men.

"Lord Mo, why do this?" Yu's voice was calm, his gaze lingering on the demon mask, seemingly curious about something. "I'm merely acting on impulse, is that wrong?"

His tone carried a subtle provocation, and he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the confrontation.

Mo frowned slightly. He could sense Yu's provocation, but he did not react immediately. He had to be more patient when dealing with a strong person of his own level.

"Lord Yu, you're certainly used to being carefree, but have you ever thought about the Crane Clan behind you?" Mo's voice was deep, his eyes flashing with warning.

"You're threatening me!" Yu's body tensed, then he chuckled lightly, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "Lord Mo, do you still think your Mo Snake tribe is the same as the Mo Snake tribe from a thousand years ago? Where Yu goes is none of anyone else's business."

With that, he waved his hand gently, his figure gradually blurring in the night and disappearing into the darkness. The men in black wanted to give chase, but Mo stopped them with a wave of his hand.

"Let him go." Mo's voice was tinged with helplessness; Yu was not so easy to catch.

"Let's go back as soon as possible. As long as Xinyao and I can complete our marriage ceremony smoothly, then..." His eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing within them. "The Red Crane Tribe, hmph..."

The man in black nodded silently and slowly retreated. But when Mo realized the direction He Yu had gone, he cursed inwardly: Damn it.

A faint blush crept onto Chu Xinyao's cheeks. Her eyes darted among the many affectionate couples, unsure where to look. Each couple was lost in their own little world, their laughter and whispers mingling to create a melody that made one's heart flutter and one's face turn red.

"Look, it's the butterfly queen. They're about to choose the most beautiful female. Oh, there are two of them. It seems they're choosing the most well-matched pair this year."

"Oh my god, choose me, choose me! I am the most beautiful female of the White Rabbit Clan."

"They definitely chose me. I am the princess of the squirrel tribe."

"No way, they'd definitely choose me. Hey, why are you pushing someone away!"

The surroundings were noisy, and Chu Xinyao was a little at a loss. If it weren't for her training during this period, she probably would have been pushed down because she couldn't dodge in time.

"Sister Xinyao, be careful." Xiaohua herself was not very steady on her feet, but she still tried her best to protect Chu Xinyao.

Chu Xinyao grabbed her hand and with a clever twist, pulled the slender little flower out of the crowd.

"Xiaohua, what's going on? Why are they suddenly so agitated?" Chu Xinyao pulled Xiaohua, trying to avoid the crowd, but the butterfly queen they were talking about seemed to be flying in her direction, causing the number of people around to increase.

"Look, it's the Butterfly Queen!" Little Flower pointed in a direction and shouted to Chu Xinyao.

Chu Xinyao looked in the direction Xiaohua was pointing and saw a butterfly much larger than the Spirit Butterfly, shimmering with golden light, appear next to a girl wearing a mask. The girl was wearing a leopard-print animal skin skirt, had a tall figure, clear eyes, and thick braids hanging down in front of her chest, making her look particularly wild.

“Every year, the Butterfly Queen selects the most beautiful female in the Flower Spirit Gathering. If there are two Butterfly Queens, the one that is most well-matched in appearance will be chosen. This Butterfly Queen is extremely magical; even if we wear masks, we can't escape its detection. Alas, it's a pity that you, Sister Xinyao, weren't subjected to the master's illusion spell. Sister Xinyao is so beautiful; she would definitely have been chosen.” Little Flower wrinkled her nose and pouted, looking somewhat disappointed.

Chu Xinyao shook her head. She wasn't interested in any of that, and this beast world wasn't short of beautiful women! She looked in the direction of the flower spirits, each one with a hot figure and wild charm, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

The commotion among the surrounding crowd gradually subsided, and everyone stared intently at the Butterfly Queen and the girl. At this moment, everyone quietly awaited the Butterfly Queen's choice.

The butterfly queen gracefully twirled a few times in the air, its golden wings shimmering like the light dance of a forest fairy. It circled the girl in the leopard-print animal skin skirt, seemingly observing her closely. A slight smile played on the girl's lips beneath her mask; she was clearly confident in her beauty.

Then, just when everyone thought the Butterfly Queen was about to make a choice, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew away from the girl. Its movements were light and swift, like a sudden gust of wind, catching everyone off guard.

"Ah!" The girl opened her mouth slightly, completely taken aback.

"What happened? The Butterfly Queen didn't choose her?"

“There must be even more beautiful girls here who have attracted the Butterfly Queen.”

The whispers around her made the leopard-print girl extremely embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and glared at the place where the butterfly queen had flown away. Who on earth dared to compete with her, the leopard princess?