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

The Holy Domain is a vast and boundless land surrounding the Holy City. It is named after its proximity to the Holy City. This area is not only the geographical center of the Beast God Continent, but also the economic, cultural, and political hub of the continent.

The sanctuary boasts fertile land and a suitable climate, nurturing a rich variety of ingredients. From exotic fruits harvested from the southern rainforests to succulent seafood caught in the cold northern regions, to free-range cattle and sheep grazing on the eastern grasslands, and precious herbs gathered from the western mountains, all these ingredients converge here.

The prosperity of commerce is another major feature of the Holy Land. Merchants of all sizes from various tribes across the continent gather here, bringing local specialties and rare goods, making the Holy Land a huge trading center.

Besides food and commerce, the Sanctuary boasts a thriving array of industries. Skilled artisans create exquisite handicrafts, highly skilled physicians heal the sick, and learned scholars conduct research and impart knowledge.

And since they are only a day's boat ride from the Holy Land, it is indeed the most suitable location.

He Yu nodded, "It is indeed very suitable. Our destination is the Holy City, and the things Xin'er mentioned can all be bought in the Holy City of the Holy Domain."

He turned to look at Shemo, the legendary president of the merchant guild, who should have the power to allow them to spend the entire cold season in the Holy Domain.

Snake Ink frowned, seemingly weighing the current situation; there seemed to be no better solution. Finally, he nodded, "Hmm, alright, let's go to the Holy Domain then!"

Chu Xinyao was overjoyed and looked at Hu Xiao. Hu Xiao chuckled and scratched the back of his head, "Wherever Yao Yao goes, I'll follow."

"Hmph," Shemo frowned even more, his eyes filled with disdain, "What right do you have to follow Yao? You have no title or status."

A flash of anger crossed Tiger Roar's eyes. He stood up, staring directly at Snake Ink, unwavering. "So what?"

If it weren't for Shemo, he could have been Yaoyao's first beast husband; his position and power would have been indisputable. "If it weren't for you..."

The atmosphere between the two orcs instantly became tense, like a volcano about to erupt. They faced off, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder.

“Hey, hey,” Crane Feather stepped forward in time to stop the two orcs, “This little house can’t withstand your wreckage.”

Chu Xinyao also stood up, her eyes filled with worry. She didn't want to see either of them get hurt. "Alright, we're all partners who're setting off together," she said softly, trying to calm their anger. "We should unite, not fight amongst ourselves."

Both Snake Ink and Tiger Roar fell silent, their gazes shifting away from each other. Snake Ink took a deep breath, his body relaxing, the disdain in his eyes gradually fading. "Alright."

Tiger Roar sat down as well, his anger gradually subsiding.

He Yu nodded. He knew the conflict was only temporarily suppressed, but at least now they could focus on more important matters. "Then it's settled," he concluded. "Our goal is the Holy City, so let's make preparations! I don't think this rain will last much longer."

The rain fell like a curtain, the torrential rain that lasted for two days and two nights seemed like a downpour from the sky, shrouding everything on the island in a hazy mist. The rain washed over the island, and the waves crashed against the shore, causing the original coastline to shift upwards quite a bit without anyone noticing.

Chu Xinyao sat on the boat, her gaze piercing through the rain as she watched He Yu converse with the chieftain of the Merfolk tribe. A hint of curiosity lingered in her eyes until she had finished packing everything, after which everyone boarded the boat one by one.

"Yu, what did you and the clan leader talk about?" Chu Xinyao couldn't help but ask.

He Yu turned around and smiled slightly. "I just saw that several houses along the coast had been submerged, and I felt that this place was not safe, so I suggested that they move to another place to live."

Chu Xinyao nodded, indicating her understanding. "Oh, yes, that explains why he kept shaking his head."

He Yu sighed, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. "He told me that this is how their entire clan is, and that they have lived here for a thousand years." He paused, then continued, "The clan chief said that the merfolk live in harmony with the sea; their lives are inextricably linked to this ocean. They are accustomed to the ebb and flow of the waves, and to the erosion of the rain. For them, this is part of their lives, part of their clan's history."

Chu Xinyao fell silent, her gaze once again turning to the coastline, where the merfolk tribe still held fast to their homeland.

“But,” Tsuruha’s voice rang out again, “I still told them that such torrential rains might become more frequent. Their safety is the most important thing, and I hope they will consider my advice.”

Chu Xinyao nodded; she knew He Yu's concern stemmed from his care for the merfolk tribe. "Yes, yes."

Chu Xinyao was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Hu Xiao's excited voice, pulling her back to reality. She turned her head and saw Hu Xiao standing by the ship's railing, holding a lively fish in his hand, a smug smile on his face.

"Yaoyao, come quick, look!" Hu Xiao's voice was full of joy. He showed Chu Xinyao his unexpected find as if he had discovered some treasure. "This fish jumped onto the boat by itself."

Chu Xinyao approached and couldn't help but smile. The fish shimmered silver, clearly having just leaped from the sea, still carrying the fresh scent of water. Her eyes lit up, and she began to imagine the delicious meal she would have for lunch. "Wow, that's wonderful!" she exclaimed excitedly. "How about I have steamed fish for lunch today?"

Hu Xiao grinned from ear to ear upon hearing Chu Xinyao's suggestion. "Great idea, Yao Yao, I'll get it ready for you right away." He said as he busied himself preparing to handle this unexpected windfall.

In the drizzling rain, merchant ships sailed on the turbulent sea.

The sea breeze, carrying a moist scent, whipped the sails, causing the ship to rock back and forth on the water. Rainwater slid down the hull, forming thin streams that quietly flowed into the sea through the cracks in the deck.

"Yaoyao, try this." Hu Xiao took out a bright red fruit and handed it to Chu Xinyao like a treasure.

"Wow, Tiger Roar is amazing! And there's fruit too? Mmm, so sweet." Chu Xinyao, who hadn't eaten fruit in a long time, took a big bite.

"Hmph, he doesn't have that ability. My boat was originally brought to the Holy City to bring fresh fruit. It's probably leftovers from before. There's still about half a basket left. Here." Shemo handed the basket in his hand to Chu Xinyao. It contained several kinds of fruit.