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

The two quickly realized that Chu Xinyao was truly angry. While changing Hu Xiao's bandages, she barely uttered a single word to him. Her silence acted like an invisible wall, separating her from Hu Xiao. Hu Xiao sensed her coldness, and a strange sense of loss welled up within him.

He Yu was the same; he had never seen Chu Xinyao so cold. Usually, she was always very gentle, but today, her attitude made them both feel an unprecedented sense of distance.

The dressing change was unusually quiet, with only the sound of the medicine powder being applied to the wound. Chu Xinyao's movements were gentle, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was suppressing her inner anger.

Hu Xiao lay quietly, his gaze fixed on Chu Xinyao's face, trying to find a trace of forgiveness.

Finally, the dressing change was over. Chu Xinyao stood up, a hint of weariness flashing in her eyes. She didn't speak, but quietly packed up the medicine, then turned and left.

Hu Xiao and He Yu exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and confusion in each other's eyes. They had considered apologizing and explaining, but Chu Xinyao didn't give them the chance.

Chu Xinyao returned to her room, gently closed the door, leaned against it, and took a deep breath. She was truly exhausted and couldn't be bothered to talk to those two childish men anymore.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have drunk alcohol," the injured Hu Xiao said regretfully, looking at He Yu with some reproach.

He Yu was also a little at a loss. "Yes, Xin Yao, don't hold it against us." He didn't expect that their momentary indulgence would provoke such strong anger from Chu Xin Yao.

The two male beasts surrounded Chu Xinyao, repeatedly explaining and trying to apologize.

"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you." Chu Xinyao packed up the animal hides and put away all the unused medicine.

After half a month of treatment, Hu Xiao's injuries have basically recovered, and now they are preparing to head to the Holy City.

"Xinyao, why do you want to go to the Holy City?" Heyu was a little puzzled. The cold season was coming soon. Now that they had found Huxiao, why not go back to his Red Crane Tribe? They could have gone to the White Tiger Tribe instead.

Chu Xinyao paused slightly, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes. She had seen Mo and his group in the Moyi tribe, and it seemed they intended to use the Moyi tribe as a route to the Red Crane tribe to find her. She had already troubled Hu Xiao and He Yu enough; she couldn't bring any more danger to the Red Crane and White Tiger tribes.

Moreover, as she looked in the direction of the Holy City, she had an inexplicable premonition, as if a mysterious force was calling to her, making her want to get closer involuntarily.

She took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "The Holy City is a sacred place in the hearts of all tribes. There, we don't have to worry about the Ink Serpent coming after us. Besides," she touched her lower abdomen. According to Sister Ting, the Ink Serpent's pregnancy and the baby's development were excellent; she would likely give birth in about a month. "It hasn't rained these past few days. We'll take the merfolk's ship and reach the Holy City in five days. This way, I'll have more time to deal with the birth of these cubs." Her voice was relaxed; she could finally unload the cargo. Although she hadn't experienced any discomfort during her pregnancy, she still had to protect her belly, which was somewhat inconvenient.

Like the Moi tribe, the Holy City has implemented a currency system. She has already exchanged her points for several gold coins, which is enough for her to live in the Holy City until the end of the cold season.

Seeing that she had arranged everything, He Yu said no more. As for Hu Xiao, he did whatever Chu Xinyao said without question.

“However, you don’t need to come with me to the Holy City…” Chu Xinyao originally wanted the two to return to their own tribe; what would it look like for two young tribal leaders to follow her? Unfortunately, the two wouldn’t listen, and before she could finish speaking, He Yu interrupted her.

"Tiger Roar, hurry up and pack your luggage. I'll go contact the merfolk's ship." Crane Feather quickly got to work.

"Eh..." Chu Xinyao was somewhat taken aback when she saw the two of them take action. Then, she shook her head. She understood that no matter what she said, it would not change their decision. A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and her gratitude was beyond words.

Merfolk ships can be boarded in the Merfolk tribe, and the closest one to them is the Cang tribe to the left of the Moi tribe. It took the three of them two days to reach the Cang tribe. As soon as they arrived, Chu Xinyao smelled a strong ocean scent.

The Cang tribe is located on the coast, where the sea breeze carries a salty and damp smell, and the air is filled with the unique fishy odor, which is the distinctive atmosphere of a seaside tribe.

The Cang tribe's architecture is completely different from that of the neighboring Moyi tribe. The houses here are mostly made of wood, covered with a layer of colorful seashells that can even shimmer brightly in the sunlight. The roofs are covered with thick seaweed, and some houses even have dried salted fish hanging outside.

The village market mainly features various dried seafood products, with stalls filled with dried fish, shrimp, crabs, as well as various shellfish and seaweed.

The three of them walked through the bustling market and arrived at the dock of the Cang tribe.

Chu Xinyao stood on the shore, gazing at the horizon where the sea met the sky, her heart filled with curiosity. She had heard that the merfolk's ships could carry both people and cargo, but she had never imagined that these ships would be so magnificent. As the legendary merfolk ship slowly came into view, she was awestruck by the sight before her.

The ship, like a floating island, moved slowly across the shimmering sea, resembling a sea fortress. Constructed of sturdy wood, each plank, meticulously carved by merman craftsmen, gleamed with the patina of time. Painted a deep sea blue, it seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding waters.

As the ship drew closer, Chu Xinyao could see the exquisite carvings on its hull. A huge merman statue was carved at the bow, his hair flowing back like ocean waves, his delicate face conveying a compassionate and merciful expression.

The ship's masts towered high, draped with enormous sails painted with mermaid totems. As the sea breeze blew, the sails billowed, guiding the ship forward through the waves. Sturdy railings lined both sides of the ship, carved with wave patterns, adding to the sea's mystique.

At the stern, there is a large helm, operated by a strong crew to ensure the ship can navigate the seas with agility. Above the helm is a lookout tower, from which the crew can stand and observe the sea, spotting obstacles and dangers ahead.

The boat slowly approached the shore, and after the three men paid dozens of copper coins, they began to board the boat in an orderly manner.

With the sound of a horn, the merman's ship slowly sailed away from the shore and began its voyage.

Chu Xinyao stood at the bow of the boat, the sea breeze ruffling her hair. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the salty air.

Goodbye, Ink, never to be seen again!