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

Mo was indeed well-prepared. Each member of his personal guard was armed, their movements were skillful, and their combat awareness was strong. Mo himself was also exceptionally skilled; his combat techniques and strength gave him the upper hand in his duel with Hu Xiao.

Although Hu Xiao was brave, he seemed somewhat powerless under Mo's continuous attacks and was completely suppressed.

Mo's offensive was like a storm, each attack carrying a deadly threat.

His hands transformed into sharp claws, like the forked tongues of a venomous snake, swift and deadly, forcing Tiger Roar to exert every ounce of his strength to defend himself each time.

Mo's personal guards also assisted, their movements perfectly coordinated, forming an almost impenetrable encirclement.

Tiger Roar's body was already covered in wounds, his breathing became rapid, and his strength was being rapidly depleted.

Chu Xinyao looked at the once majestic tiger, now devoid of its former vigor; its strength and speed were gradually diminishing. Though its eyes still burned with an indomitable flame, its physical limits were beginning to show, and each counterattack seemed increasingly powerless.

Mo looked at Hu Xiao as if he were looking at prey that was about to be conquered, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

When Chu Xinyao quietly approached, this was exactly what she saw. Mo was no longer smiling gently like before, looking like a harmless rabbit. Now, he was more like a venomous snake, lurking in the grass, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Yes, how could she be so stupid? He was a snake, an Ink Serpent, the most treacherous and cunning person on the continent in legend. She was truly blind to have mistaken him for an easy rabbit to manipulate.

Just as Mo was about to deliver the fatal blow and end the battle, an arrow flew in like a meteor, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

The arrow was incredibly accurate, aimed directly at Mo's vitals, forcing him to abandon his fatal blow to Hu Xiao and instead dodge the sudden attack.

Mo reacted extremely quickly. At the critical moment, his body made an instinctive dodge, and the arrow flew past his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Although the arrow did not hit a vital spot, it was enough to temporarily halt Mo's offensive and buy Hu Xiao a precious chance to catch his breath.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Hu Xiao quickly retreated a few steps, panting heavily, trying to recover some strength.

His gaze shifted to the direction from which the arrow had come, and he saw the figure of the crane. "Cough cough, what are you still doing here!" he cried out, both anxious and angry.

He Yu ignored Hu Xiao's roar. His archery skills were superb, and each shot he fired carried the force of thunder. Two more arrows, like shooting stars chasing the moon, forced Mo back several steps, forcing him to temporarily abandon his pursuit of Hu Xiao.

"He Yu, do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?" Mo's voice carried a hint of threat. He had spared He Yu once out of consideration for their past relationship, but he never expected that this person would dare to show up here again and become his enemy.

"What are you afraid of? Using your own mate and cubs as bait, aren't you worried that you'll end up with nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xinyao, who was hiding in the grass, froze. Perhaps because of her daily practice, the torrential rain, or the fierce battle, no one had noticed that she was there.

"Hmph, what do I have to be afraid of? You people who covet my partner deserve to die. Go on, there are only two of them, wear them down to death." A ruthless glint flashed across Mo's face. He knew that if he didn't deal with Crane Feather Tiger Howl quickly, Chu Xinyao would be in danger if others arrived.

His personal guards worked together seamlessly; ten men could easily take down the injured Tiger Roar. Now he could focus on dealing with Crane Feather.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm a brute like him?" A white light flashed in He Yu's hand, and a rumbling sound came from the tribe, the sound of houses collapsing.

Oh no, Yao!

Mo's heart tightened. He couldn't care less about the two of them and turned to rush back to the tribe. He quickened his pace, almost running through the forest. No plan could compare to Chu Xinyao's safety.

He had only one thought in his mind: to get back to Chu Xinyao's side as soon as possible and ensure her safety.

Seeing the Ink Serpent Tribe destroyed, Hu Xiao was anxious. "He Yu, are you crazy? I sent you here to rescue people, not to kill them!"

He Yu forced the black-clad man, who refused to fight, back, calmly put away his bow and arrows, and walked towards where Chu Xinyao was hiding, completely ignoring Hu Xiao's powerless roar. His face remained expressionless; all of this was within his expectations.

Tiger Roar was severely injured; even standing here was difficult for him. Yet, upon hearing of the trouble in the Ink Serpent Tribe, his first instinct was to rush there. Not for any other reason than for that one person.

His heart was filled with worry for Chu Xinyao. Although his steps were unsteady, his will was firm. He had to go and confirm Chu Xinyao's safety.

"Tiger Roar, I'm here." Chu Xinyao transformed into her true form and walked out.

She saw Hu Xiao limping towards the Ink Serpent Tribe and instantly understood his intention, feeling a touch of emotion in her heart.

"Xin Yao".

Hearing Chu Xinyao's voice, Hu Xiao was overjoyed and quickened his pace, even though each step caused him excruciating pain. When he saw Chu Xinyao standing there unharmed, a great sense of relief welled up in his heart.

He walked to Chu Xinyao's side, held her hand tightly, and made sure she was truly safe and sound. "Xinyao, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she said, tears streaming down her face as she looked at his injuries. "How could you be so foolish!" She had told him she was lying to him during their marriage ceremony, so why did this silly tiger still come so foolishly?

"Alright, stop dawdling here. I was just bluffing; it won't last long. Xinyao, will you... leave with us?"

He Yu's final question was somewhat cautious. Because, at this moment, Chu Xin looked like a porcelain doll, about to shatter.

Chu Xinyao carefully applied medicine to Hu Xiao's exposed wounds. She had redeemed the medicine with points; a bottle of powder costing 10 points was a small amount, but the effect was unexpectedly good.

Raindrops pattered softly on the crane's broad wings, and the two of them took shelter from the rain under its wings.

Chu Xinyao squatted beside Hu Xiao, carefully and evenly sprinkling the medicinal powder onto his wound. The powder immediately took effect upon contact with the moist wound; the white powder gradually seeped into the flesh, bringing a cooling sensation and relieving Hu Xiao's pain.

"It seems I have no better option than to leave," Chu Xinyao said as she applied medicine to Hu Xiao. She seemed completely unconcerned, but both of them knew that she had been thoroughly injured by She Mo.