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  He had received too much from his father and wasn’t planning on betraying him. It was good that his father could give up.

  A strange feeling rose in Mitchell’s heart. That feeling seemed unfathomable, but it didn’t seem bad.

  The more obvious abnormality was his heartbeat that felt a lot lighter. Although it was a tad faster, to someone without any emotional fluctuations like him, it was already so intense that it couldn’t be neglected.

  Was this what the feeling of liking someone was like?

  Mitchell asked Shuu in his heart.

  Due to that war, Shuu and Mitchell almost went into a rupture, and Shuu had been ignoring him.

  Mitchell didn’t wait for his reply and became certain of his guess by himself.

  However, at the next second, that strange feeling disappeared amidst his father’s voice.

  Saint Zachary opened his hand. The black crystal in his palm flicked out with tremendous energy, instantly making Mitchell so astonished that he backed off a few steps.

  “What beastman does this soul crystal belong to? Why does it have such a strong mental power?” Mitchell asked in disbelief. The black crystal he was holding belonged to a three-striped beastman, but it was hard for the soul to maintain its consciousness in the day. However, the one in his father’s hand could emit energy waves that Shuu couldn’t even reach when it was nighttime.

  Quickly after, something even more surprising happened. The energy waves gradually calmed down, and a male figure was condensed in the air beyond the cliff.

  The male was approximately 30 years old, his spine was slightly bent, and his arms were surprisingly long. His head was also bald. The above traits indicated that he was an ape beastman. The three animal stripes on his face were a clear indication of his strength.

  Mitchell heaved out a breath, coming to a realization. “So, it’s an ape beastman. It’s no wonder his mental power is so strong. It’s hard to imagine the strength of a four-striped or even a stripeless ape beastman when their mental power is already so powerful at three-striped.”


  They had been searching for soul crystals for several decades but had only found several tens of two-striped ape beastmen’s soul crystals. This was the first time he had seen the soul crystal of a three-striped ape beastman.

  The energy of a one-striped ape beastman’s soul crystal was comparable to the energy of a three-striped beastman of other tribes. How powerful would this three-striped beastman’s soul crystal be?

  The more Mitchell thought about it, the more terrified he felt. His gaze was filled with a strong sense of wariness as he looked at it.

  “Father!”


  Saint Zachary raised his hand to interrupt Mitchell before he could say anything. Mitchell started to feel assured under his father’s calm attitude.

  No matter how strong he was, he was just a three-striped beastman. There was no way he’d be able to threaten his father’s soul. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have died.

  “I heard that the ape beastmen are the smartest. Help me break through that city and I’ll return you to the earth.”


  Saint Zachary pointed to the front with his finger. It was the direction of the tiger tribe village. However, there was no way of seeing the village amidst the mountain ranges.

  The ape king’s eyes were filled with wariness and unwillingness to accept things. Without turning his head, he sent his mental power out, and the entire tiger tribe village far away appeared in his mind.

  His brown eyes flashed with surprise. The wariness was still there, but the unwillingness to accept things had turned fainter. He said forthrightly, “Alright!”


  “Hahahahaha……”


  Saint Zachary laughed coldly, the sound of his laughter getting increasingly louder and crazier. It added some hints of eeriness to this stretch of rock forest that was beautiful as paradise……

  It had been many days since the scorpion tribe had come to invade them. This made the males in the village itch for a fight, having nowhere to vent the hot-blooded feelings they had prepared for the war.

  Bai Qingqing was happy to see this. In this free time, she grounded the wheat into a starch paste with her mates, then spread them out outside to dry in the sun.

  Her mates didn’t allow her to go around outside, so she could only stay at home and work on food. There was a lot of flour at home, so she could try to make various food from them.

  Bai Qingqing cleaned the big stone table in the kitchen and then patted her clean hands, picking off a small lump of dough and kneading it seriously.