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

The ship glided slowly across the sea, rising and falling with the waves, and finally arrived at its destination the following afternoon.

He Yu stood on the deck and let out a long sigh of relief. His face was slightly pale, and a few drops of cold sweat from seasickness clung to his forehead.

His stomach was churning, and every rocking of the ship felt like a test of his endurance.

"Phew, we're finally here." He leaned on the cabin railing, his voice carrying a hint of relief, but more than that, an indescribable discomfort.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, should have been invigorating, but for Tsuruha, who was seasick, it only exacerbated his discomfort.

"Yu, are you alright?" Chu Xinyao asked, looking at him with concern.

"I... Ugh... I'm okay."

He could no longer hold back, and his body suddenly leaned forward, vomiting up all the food and the bitter taste of the seawater in his stomach.

His shoulders trembled with each vomiting motion, each vomiting feeling like it was draining the last bit of strength from his body.

He felt his stomach clenching, his throat burning, and the nausea lingering.

After vomiting, Tsuruha leaned against the railing, his body slumping limply, feeling extremely weak. He wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm his still churning stomach.

He didn't look like he was alright. Chu Xinyao wanted to go forward, but She Mo stopped her, saying, "Yaoyao, don't worry about it. You'll get used to it after a while if you keep throwing up on this boat."

"Ke Yu rarely travels by boat."

"You'll get used to it after a few more rides; male orcs are incredibly adaptable," Snake Ink continued to reassure them. They still had two days' journey to reach the Holy Land after disembarking.

"Yes, yes, Xin'er, don't worry about me, I'll be fine after a while. You go first, I'll catch up with you in a bit."

After Chu Xinyao and the others left, He Yu secretly vowed in his heart that he would never choose to travel by boat again.

Although the long flight might have made him tired, at least he could avoid this dizzying sea voyage.

He stretched his stiff body, feeling the solid ground beneath his feet, and a strange sense of peace welled up inside him.

Chu Xinyao sat on the broad back of the tiger-roaring beast, enjoying the unique experience brought by the giant white tiger.

She had expected riding on the tiger's back to be a bumpy ride, but to her surprise, the tiger's gait was unusually steady, and she could hardly feel any vibration.

The giant tiger had a broad back, and Chu Xinyao sat on it, holding its fur with both hands, feeling a sense of security.

Looking around, the dense forest receded rapidly beneath Tiger Roar's feet, the leaves rustling gently in the breeze.

Chu Xinyao was suddenly filled with unprecedented excitement. She had never imagined that she would have such an experience, riding on the back of such a majestic tiger and traversing this ancient forest.

Unfortunately, shortly after He Yu caught up, the sky was once again shrouded in dark clouds, and a torrential downpour forced the four to seek shelter. Fortunately, they found a cave on higher ground and decided to settle there temporarily.

Snake Ink gazed at the torrential rain outside the cave, frowning and remaining silent.

"Mo, what's wrong? Are you worried about A-Da and the others?" After the four of them disembarked, A-Da set sail for the Mo Snake Tribe.

Shemo shook his head: "I'm not worried about them. They're all male beastmen, so even if we're a little late or something happens, they should be able to handle it. It's just that the rain is so heavy, so we might not be able to set off for several days."

"It's okay," Chu Xinyao said optimistically. "Anyway, we've already set foot on land, and we're not far from the Holy Domain. Two days' journey will be quick. Even if it keeps raining, we can just stay here for now."

The cave they chose was likely once used by other orcs; it was quite spacious. The interior was dry, and traces of smoke remained on the walls, indicating that a fire had once been lit there. The cave had several entrances of varying sizes, some letting in faint light, providing sufficient illumination for the interior.

The cave was spacious enough for the four of them to move around in, and could even hold more supplies.

They decided to use this place as a temporary shelter and wait for the rain to stop.

After resting for a while, Chu Xinyao got up to clean the cave, but was stopped by the three beastmen. With them around, how could Chu Xinyao possibly do these things?

Crane Feather began tidying up the cave, clearing out a dry spot and laying out animal hides as a bed. Snake Ink, on the other hand, inspected every corner of the cave to ensure there were no other wild animals trespassing.

The sound of rain echoed outside the cave, and the four men sat around the fire, the firelight illuminating their faces. Although the outside world was shrouded in rain, the cave was filled with warmth.

"Heyu, you stay here with Xinyao tomorrow, mainly to be careful. Huxiao, tomorrow you go and collect food and firewood nearby. There's a small tribe near the sea, go there and see if you can find any food that Xinyao likes."

After saying that, Shemo found a large rock and began to frantically chisel it open, intending to make a simple cooking pot.

"And what about you?" Chu Xinyao asked, sitting beneath the crane's wings. They didn't have many animal hides to begin with, and they had planned to buy more after arriving in the Holy Realm, but now...

Chu Xinyao looked at the few wet animal hides beside the fire with distress. The only dry one was the one beneath her. The three male beasts were worried that she would catch a cold, so they turned Crane Feather into a beast. She lay under his broad wings.

The down jacket was indeed amazing; its insulation was superb. Even in just a short while, without much activity, Chu Xinyao was already sweating.

"I'll set off tonight to get things ready in the Holy Land, and then I'll come back to pick you up." Snake Ink's power was formidable; in just a few moves, the stone pot in his hand had already taken shape.

"Ah, you're leaving tonight? It's raining so hard right now, forget it. I think this cave is pretty good. We'll have to build a house to get to the Holy Land, and I always feel that a house that hasn't been exposed to the sun isn't very stable."

Serpent Ink does indeed own a residence in the Holy City, but at this moment, they clearly do not have time to go there. If they choose to go to the Holy Land, then the task of building the house will fall on their own shoulders.

Snake Ink pondered for a moment, realizing that Chu Xinyao's words made sense. Wood that hadn't been exposed to sunlight was indeed susceptible to moisture and insect infestation, posing a significant risk to them.

“This cave will do. Okay, tomorrow I’ll go to a nearby tribe and buy supplies for us to get through the cold season. Crane Feather, your main task is to protect Yao, and make more stone pots, bowls, and jars. Tiger Roar, your task is to make firewood and dry it in the next room.” Snake Ink gave a clear and organized arrangement.

"it is good."