Chapter 382: Chapter 382

Inside the cave, Meng glared fiercely at Ming Ji.

Ming Ji unapologetically rebuked Meng. "Look at you, lacking any common sense, causing such a commotion on the snow mountain. And now look what happened—an avalanche."

Si Yan stepped in front of Meng and said to Ming Ji, "Why are you always picking on him?"

Ming Ji retorted, "As if you’re the only one who can put up with him."

Si Yan replied, "I’ve already caused three avalanches, and you’ve never spoken to me like that. Meng is a Snake Beastman; he’s naturally unfamiliar with snowy terrain. Besides, the snow here is unstable; it collapses too easily."

The Snake Beastman suddenly looked very smug. He gently held Si Yan’s hand, then abruptly looked up, his eyes, full of aggression and satisfaction, locking with Ming Ji’s gaze.

Ming Ji’s heart skipped a beat.

Damn. He’d been tricked! That Snake Beastman deliberately provoked him into losing his temper just to make Si Yan side with him more!

Since when had snakes become such cunning creatures?

"I... you..." Ming Ji found himself unable to articulate clearly. With frustration, he turned around and angrily sat down on a stone bench.

Seeing Ming Ji sulking, Si Yan couldn’t ignore it. She approached him and said, "Brother..."

Finally, the girl knew to come and coax him, Ming Ji thought.

He haughtily responded, "How am I your brother? In your eyes, there’s only your Beast Husband. Go away!"

"Brother..." Si Yan said with startling frankness, "Meng is naive and simple, capable and gentle. After all, he’s family. Don’t always bully him."

Ming Ji was utterly speechless.

Naive and simple? Capable and gentle? Ming Ji fumed internally. Could those words really describe that Snake Beastman? Who was it that tore a god in half with a single bite? And who was it that schemed against him for favor? Is my sister blind at such a young age?

Ming Ji glanced at the Snake Beastman beside him, the epitome of manipulative innocence, feeling utterly speechless. He wondered if his twenty years of educating her had been a complete failure.

Si Yan shrugged to loosen her shoulders, then asked Ming Ji, "Give me the coordinates for the Golden Dragon Tribe."

"Oh," Ming Ji replied, providing a set of coordinates.

Si Yan relaxed her shoulders and neck. Then, her clear, black-and-white eyes began to sparkle with a golden light.

She raised her hand and, like a mage, drew a circle in the air.

The other side of the circle connected directly to the Golden Dragon Tribe.

"It seems windy," Ming Ji observed.

"Let’s go!" Si Yan declared.

The Snake Beastman wrapped his arms around Si Yan, his hand protecting her head as they both plunged into the spatial passage.

Just before the passage closed, Ming Ji dived in after them.

Then, Si Yan, Meng, and Ming Ji found themselves standing desolate in the howling wind.

"Damn, this wind is strong!"

Si Yan saw a nearby tree uprooted by the wind, tossed into the air, and shredded to pieces.

"This must be a hurricane," Ming Ji said in shock.

Si Yan instinctively grabbed Meng’s hand with one hand and Ming Ji’s with the other, afraid the wind would tear them apart.

But in reality, the three of them were already so powerful that not even a hurricane could harm them.

Seeing Si Yan holding his hand, Ming Ji finally looked much happier, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

"Is this really the Golden Dragon Tribe?" Si Yan asked.

"There’s no mistake," Ming Ji confirmed.

Si Yan took a few steps and heard wailing cries carried by the wind.

She turned her head and looked around, spotting two small Golden Dragon Clan cubs cowering in a nearby tree hollow.

The little cubs were hiding in fear beneath a large tree that was being violently shaken by the wind. Its roots were already loose, and it threatened to be uprooted by the hurricane at any moment.

"Mommy, Mommy! Daddy, Daddy! I’m scared! Baby’s scared..."

Looking at these two pitiful cubs, Si Yan thought of her own four lovely little ones.

She immediately released the men’s hands and ran towards the cubs. She scooped both of them up from the tree hollow in one smooth motion. With a powerful and agile leap, she jumped clear of the endangered spot.

Just as they moved, the trembling large tree was ripped from the ground by the hurricane and flung into the sky.

The two young male cubs, their faces pale with fear, clutched Si Yan’s clothes tightly, burying their faces in her chest and trembling gently.

Meng’s expression changed. He quickly took the two cubs from her and handed them to Ming Ji.

Ming Ji was taken aback. What the...?

He had no choice but to hold a cub in each arm.

At that moment, Si Yan saw several elderly male Golden Dragons struggling forward through the hurricane. She stepped forward to intercept them and asked, "Hello, which way is the Golden Dragon Tribe?"

The elderly males lacked the strength to answer, pointing fearfully at the raging hurricane instead.

"Clan Leader, you confused old fool! How could you and the Clan Leader’s wife anger the Beast God? Look! Just look! This is the Beast God’s punishment to the Golden Dragon Tribe!"

The Old Gecko’s punishment?

Ming Ji stepped forward. "Si Yan, this is a natural disaster."

Just then, several strong male Golden Dragons approached, battling the wind.

"Lai Lao, Wen Lao, what are you doing here?" one of them called out, braving the storm. "Hurry and to the shelter!"

"Where else is there to hide?" an elderly male shouted. "The Beast God’s rage will only intensify! There’s nowhere to escape!"

"It’s all the Clan Leader’s fault! Jin Hong, he’s not fit to be Clan Leader! COUGH. COUGH. COUGH." The elderly Golden Dragon choked on a gust of wind, unable to continue. "He even mistook his own female cub... COUGH. COUGH. COUGH... He’s just not worthy... COUGH. COUGH. COUGH."

The wind seemed to affirm the male’s words, growing even stronger!

Ming Ji said, "Si Yan, try to sense this hurricane."

Si Yan was already a near-Beast God. Even if she couldn’t quell the cataclysm, she should be able to discern its path.

Si Yan nodded and closed her eyes.

A moment later, she snapped them open.

A faint golden sheen covered her eyes. After scanning her surroundings, she announced, "We’re in the central ring of the hurricane. In half an hour, the storm will intensify until we reach its eye."

Seeing the Golden Dragons directing the other Beastmen to run forward, Si Yan shouted, "Don’t go that way!"

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Meng leaped with Si Yan, landing before the group. Si Yan told them, "If you run in that direction, you’ll remain in the hurricane’s path. The storm will only grow stronger, and the devastation will worsen."

The members of the Golden Dragon Clan all looked at Si Yan. Although they didn’t recognize her, they instinctively felt a sense of familiarity towards the female before them.

A young Golden Dragon Beastman pointed in a direction, patiently explaining, "Our tribe members are taking shelter over there."

Si Yan mentally simulated the hurricane’s trajectory. "That area will experience the worst of the hurricane’s devastation," she stated.

"Where are the tribe’s Priest and Witch Doctor?" Si Yan asked.

"They’re all over there. The Clan Leader is in poor condition and unable to lead us. The Priest instructed us to guide everyone to that shelter."

Upon hearing this, Si Yan took out her Priest’s staff. She waved it gently, and a path with diminished wind appeared before them.

The young and elderly Golden Dragon clansmen alike stared at Si Yan in amazement, a glimmer in their eyes.

Tears even welled in the eyes of the older Golden Dragon Beastmen.

In the Beast World, there was only one such female Priest.

She was renowned as the foremost beauty in the Beast World, with a heart to match.

She was, indeed, their very own Dragon Princess.