Chapter 18
You Don’t Even Moan Loudly at Night
The others, seeing the steaming dish, were eager to try it too — wanting to know what it tasted like.
Li Qingqing looked at all those drooling faces and started up another pot.
“You should all try some too!”
This was a perfect chance to win people over — she wasn’t about to miss it.
“Hey, what are those red fruits and that green herb you put in there?” An Xuan asked curiously. She had seen them before but had always been told by the tribe elders that they were just wild weeds.
Li Qingqing didn’t really know how to explain. “Adding them makes it taste better,” she said, continuing to stir-fry without pause.
An Xuan watched her movements carefully, fascinated.
When the dish was done, Li Qingqing used another plate to serve some for the others.
They couldn’t wait any longer and just started grabbing the food with their hands.
Li Qingqing felt a bit disgusted — but since she didn’t have any extra chopsticks, she didn’t say anything to stop them.
“It’s so good!”
“I’ve never eaten anything this delicious!”
“Oh my god…”
Hearing all their praises, Li Qingqing’s tiger tail perked up proudly.
An Xuan’s eyes fell on the iron pot. “But without that thing of yours, we couldn’t make this, right?”
Li Qingqing thought for a moment. Iron was hard to make — even if she told them how, they probably couldn’t manage it. Then a thought came to her.
“You can find a stone shaped kind of like this. If you can’t find one that fits, find a round stone and carve the middle thinner.”
An Xuan nodded. “Then I’ll have my beastman try making one later.”
Li Qingqing couldn’t help but feel a little envious. Her beastman sounds so dependable… Unlike hers…
Especially Xiao Ziye — silent, he was a perfect beauty, but the moment he opened his mouth, she wanted to smack him.
“Then I’ll have my beastmen make one too!”
“Me too, me too — this is amazing!”
The males in the crowd all sighed heavily. Looked like there’d be extra work waiting for them when they got home.
An Xuan glanced at Li Qingqing again — her change was incredible. Not only had she saved her before, but now she could make things like this.
She had heard a few days ago that Li Qingqing had been struck by lightning…
Could it be that the lightning had really jolted her brain into working?
“Qingqing, how do you suddenly know how to do all this?” An Xuan couldn’t help but ask.
Li Qingqing lied without blinking. “The Beast God taught me in a dream.”
At once, people started whispering.
“She really got struck stupid by that lightning, huh? What Beast God?”
“The Beast God is just a story to scare cubs. She’s a grown woman and still believes that?”
An older female stepped forward, sneering. “Li Qingqing, if you don’t want to tell us, then don’t. Stop pretending to be some divine messenger. There’s no such thing as a Beast God.”
Li Qingqing recognized her immediately — the tribe’s biggest gossip, Wang Yufen.
There was no drama in the tribe without that woman’s mouth in it.
Before Li Qingqing could even respond, little Ling Xiaotuan jumped up, furious.
“You old witch! You’re lying! There is a Beast God!”
“Oh-ho, listen to this brat! If there really was a Beast God, he’d have taken away a curse-born cub like you — bad luck to both your parents!”
“Yufen Auntie, what are you saying?”
“You’re an adult, can’t you show some restraint talking to a child—”
Ling Xiaotuan and Ling Xiaoyu burst into tears. “Bad witch!”
Ling Mo’s expression went cold as he stepped forward. “You want to go down and join my parents?”
Only then did Wang Yufen notice Ling Mo was there, and she panicked. “Y-you… what are you saying? I’m your aunt!”
“Aunt?” His tone was chilling. “Then should I send you down to meet my parents?”
No one had ever seen Ling Mo like this before.
He had always been the model cub of the tribe — cold on the surface, but mature and dependable, always ready to help when needed.
Feng Hao was grinning like he was watching a show. “If it were me, I’d just slap that old hag dead on the spot,” he said, stuffing a piece of meat into his mouth.
Bai Yuan shot him a glare. “Would it kill you to shut up?”
“Hey, what? I didn’t even say anything about you! Why so worked up?”
Their bickering almost escalated into a fistfight before Chi Lin stepped in to pull them apart.
“Enough, both of you. Just stop talking.”
The whole scene devolved into chaos — yelling, fighting, people trying to break it up.
“Ling Mo, don’t mind Aunt Yufen,” another female named Sha Ye said. “Her beastmen are all dead, and no younger males want to mate with her. She’s just in a bad mood.”
No one could tell whether Sha Ye was really trying to calm things down or deliberately adding fuel to the fire — because in the next second, Wang Yufen lunged at her, grabbing her by the throat.
“You slut! Acting all high and mighty — like your beastmen are any better? You don’t even moan loudly at night!”
Li Qingqing and An Xuan rushed forward to pull Wang Yufen away, but she was so strong that she flung Li Qingqing to the ground with one hand.
Li Qingqing hit the dirt hard, stunned. What the hell — this old hag’s got ox strength!
She looked around, half expecting one of the beastmen to help her up.
But the bastards were all just standing there — not fighting, not arguing anymore, just staring, eyes glued to the catfight.
Even Ling Xiaotuan and Ling Xiaoyu had stopped crying and were watching.
Li Qingqing cursed under her breath and pushed herself up.
The female Wang Yufen was choking had turned purple. More people tried to intervene, but none could overpower her.
Li Qingqing finally snapped. “Wang Yufen — why don’t you go fight the chief instead?”
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough to make Wang Yufen freeze.
And just like that, all her rage turned toward Li Qingqing.
She let go, and the gasping Sha Ye collapsed to the ground.
Li Qingqing stepped forward to help treat her, but Wang Yufen blocked her path.
“So what if you’re the chief’s daughter? Acting all high and mighty when you’ve never even tasted what a male feels like — who do you think you are?”
Li Qingqing watched as others carried Sha Ye away to the witch doctor, then turned back to Wang Yufen.
“You do know I’m the chief’s daughter — and you’re still asking who I am?”
“So what? Don’t think I don’t know — all your beastmen hate you! They won’t even touch you! What kind of female are you, huh? What makes you fit to be the next chief?”
Li Qingqing could tell — Wang Yufen really couldn’t stand people mentioning her dead beastmen.
She eyed the older woman up and down — half a head taller, rough skin, thick face. If she slapped her, she’d probably hurt her own hand more.
Li Qingqing smiled lazily, her tone mocking.
“Well, at least I’m better than you. Can’t even get a new beastman now, can you?”
That did it. Wang Yufen lunged at her — but she was too slow.
Li Qingqing’s wooden power burst forth, vines shooting out and wrapping around Wang Yufen’s body, binding her tight.
“You… You have powers?!” Wang Yufen stared at the vines in disbelief.
She’d rather believe her old eyes were playing tricks on her than accept that this useless girl actually had an ability.
