Chapter 117: The Kindness of the Lion-Mane Beast

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Yun Qing looked up at the crowd surrounding the circle outside. The air was filled with swirling experience points and silver coins. Thinking of the past days, she had accumulated just over a thousand experience points, training whenever she had free moments, and after several days of effort, she finally broke through to level 36.

Experience was precious. Ignoring her fatigue, Yun Qing quickened her pace, swatting the mosquitoes off the lion-horse beasts.

The caravan members were also unleashing their skills—some wielded large swords, others long blades, whips, or spears—but none of these weapons were as effective against the mosquitoes as Yun Qing’s mosquito swatter.

“Everyone, be careful! These mosquitoes are poisonous. The spots they bite itch and hurt. If bitten, use your inner energy immediately to expel the toxin!” Zhang He warned after his right hand was bitten.

“Why are there so many mosquitoes, and why are they so strong?” one caravan member complained after struggling to kill a mosquito that had reached the Post-Heaven realm with his big sword.

The innkeeper, after shooing away a few mosquitoes, replied, “Sir, this is our first time seeing so many powerful mosquitoes. In previous years, we never saw mosquitoes this large. These mosquitoes have only appeared for half a month, and this is the first time they’ve besieged the inn.”

“Hiss!” More caravan members gasped as they were bitten.

When the mosquito poison enters the body, it’s best to expel the toxin quickly. If one continues to fight while poisoned, mild poisoning can easily develop into severe poisoning.

Yun Qing was quick, but even she found it difficult to clear all the mosquitoes at once.

“Ah!” Duan Mengrou let out a soft cry.

A mosquito flew inside her loose sleeve and bit her arm. Although she killed it, the thought of the filthy corpse inside her clothes made her uneasy and she frowned involuntarily.

“This won’t do,” Yun Qing said. “Captain Li, there aren’t many mosquitoes left on the lion-horse beasts. Why don’t we herd them all into the wagons? I’ll clean them inside, and the rest can rest in there as well.”

“That works! Let’s do that,” Old Li commanded, guiding the lion-horse beasts into the wagons, two per wagon.

“Duan Mengrou’s favorability toward you +10.”

“Zhang He’s favorability toward you +5.”

“Jing Xiaoliang’s favorability toward you +10.”

“Li Tong’s favorability toward you +10.”

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During the mosquito-slaying to save the lion-horse beasts, Yun Qing played a crucial role, earning her a surge of goodwill from the caravan members.

“Fan Qi’s favorability toward you +10.”

“Fan Qi’s favorability toward you has reached acquaintance level.”

“Zhu An’s favorability toward you +10.”

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“Zhu An’s favorability toward you has reached acquaintance level.”

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Even the innkeeper’s favorability toward her rose. Seeing all these notifications, Yun Qing’s face brightened.

“Liuliu, you have to fight alongside them to gain favor faster. Just cooking for them for nearly a month barely raised their favor, or it stays the same no matter what.”

“Want to draw a card? You can draw twice now.”

“No! I’m saving up for a ten-draw.”

The lion-horse beasts were huge. The wagons mainly carried goods and provided space for the caravan members to ride and rest, so the interior space was limited.

Once the lion-horse beasts entered the wagons, the space felt cramped. Two wagons had to rearrange cargo to fit the beasts inside. The kitchen wagon could only squeeze in one lion-horse beast, so the extra one had to be placed in another wagon.

Wagon number one had no clutter and managed to fit three lion-horse beasts. The largest one from wagon one was moved to wagon seven, barely fitting all the beasts inside.

Yun Qing didn’t take part in herding the lion-horse beasts into the wagons. By then, she had entered one wagon where two lion-horse beasts still had mosquitoes not fully cleared. Duan Mengrou was with her.

There were only about ten mosquitoes around level 20 on their bodies, so there was no immediate danger. Yun Qing inhaled deeply and stayed focused, continuing to swat the mosquitoes.

Critical hit -100;

Battle experience +25;

Gained: Silver*1;

Meanwhile, Duan Mengrou rolled up her sleeves, took water from her storage pouch to clean the mosquito corpses from her sleeves, then used inner energy to expel the poison.

Watching Yun Qing’s strange weapon, Duan Mengrou couldn’t help but ask, “Yun Qing, that weapon is really interesting! Where did you get it?”

“You can’t buy something like this. I already had a plan,” Yun Qing said. “I made it myself.”

“Yun Qing, you’re incredible! What’s this weapon called? It’s perfect for dealing with mosquitoes.”

Critical hit -100;

Battle experience +26;

Gained: Silver*1;

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Raising her hand again to swat several mosquitoes, Yun Qing said, “This is a failed fishing net. I don’t even know what to call it. I happened to get some good-quality silk thread and planned to make a fishing net to catch fish, but I had too little thread, so I ended up making this instead. Surprisingly, it works well against mosquitoes—an accidental success.”

“I see. Net fishing should be faster than angling. I’d love for the leader to organize a fishing trip again sometime.”

“I want that too.”

As they talked, Yun Qing had already cleared the mosquitoes from two lion-horse beasts.

Without pause, she moved toward the door. “I’ll go clean the others.”

Duan Mengrou, having expelled the mosquito poison, said, “I’ll go with you.”

Yun Qing entered the next wagon to clear mosquitoes from the lion-horse beasts, while Duan Mengrou guarded the door to prevent mosquitoes from reentering.

When Yun Qing exited the first wagon, she saw that all the lion-horse beasts outside had been herded inside. Every time she entered or exited a wagon, the door had to be sealed tightly to ensure no mosquitoes got in.

Yun Qing moved from wagon to wagon, removing the mosquitoes from the lion-horse beasts. With everyone’s cooperation, all the mosquitoes were soon wiped out. Everyone was nearly drained of inner energy; most had been bitten, with only two or three spared.

The ironclad wagons had been custom-made by a craftsman in Lava City, forged using several precious ores and rare organic materials. No tiny mosquitoes could breach them.

Old Li spoke up, “Everyone, stay inside the wagons and wait for the leader to return or for dawn.”

“Yes!” The group sighed with relief. A brief fight against mosquitoes had nearly exhausted them; an all-night battle would have been unbearable.

Having finally cleared the mosquitoes from the lion-horse beasts, Yun Qing looked at the sky swirling with experience points, silver coins, and poisonous needles, swallowing nervously before entering the kitchen wagon.

Inside the kitchen wagon with Yun Qing were a robust level 39 lion-horse beast, Old Li, and young Jingzi. The space was cramped but just enough for them to sit cross-legged and recover.

Outside, the sound of mosquitoes pinging against the wagon doors was constant. Seeing the unmoving doors, Yun Qing knew she was safe inside.

Old Li and young Jingzi’s faces and hands were swollen with lumps the size of ping-pong balls from multiple mosquito bites.

Ignoring the outside noise, they took out daggers and made small cross-shaped cuts on the swollen bites. Sitting quietly, they used inner energy to expel the toxins. Reddish-brown blood trickled from their wounds as the lumps gradually subsided.