Because of the shock, Qingtong could not speak for a long time. When she came back to her senses, Qingtong asked subconsciously, "What is this?"
Sensing Qingtong's surprise, Mose quickly stood up and answered, "This is our cub, but we don't know why it has become like this. We hope that Master Qingtong can cure his illness and let him recover soon."
Hearing Mose say that it was a cub, Qingtong's anxious heart finally calmed down. She lowered her head to look at the strangely shaped cub. Although she was reluctant, she still walked up to him like she would treat any other patient and began to check his condition.
Although Green Eye's treatment of the beastmen was not done by directly giving them the Spring of Life, under normal circumstances, he would give the beastmen his own medicine to treat their illness. He would only give the beastmen the Spring of Life if there was a patient that he could not treat.
Although Qingtong did not have the concept of looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse, she had already done so.
Qingtong first sat at the side and looked at the cub, then asked Mose about the cub's recent condition. She then got close to the cub and carefully felt the cub's aura, preparing for the final treatment.
However, it would have been better if she did not feel it. Once she did, Qingtong sensed that something was wrong.
This cub did not have a soul.
As long as it was an orc, it would have a soul. Even some small animals had souls. They knew pain and fear, and would react directly to harm. However, this cub did not have a soul. Although he seemed to be alive, it was just the body's most direct response.
This was the first time she encountered an orc without a soul. Even the experienced and knowledgeable Qingtong could not help but be at a loss.
Qingtong looked at the cub, then turned her head to look at Mose who was still waiting for her answer. She pursed her lips and finally chose to tell the specific situation.
Qingtong looked at Mose and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I can't cure your cub's illness."
Qingtong did not know how to tell Mose about the lack of a soul, so she changed the way she said it, "If you're doing this for your cub's sake, then let him escape."
She was indirectly asking Mose to kill the cub.
Qingtong cherished every life, but she could not cherish a body without a soul. After all, no one knew what this body without a soul would do.
As soon as Qingtong's words left her mouth, Mose's face instantly turned grey. A moment later, his eyes were filled with fear.
Zhang Xiaoyu was a delicate person. Even in the world of the beastmen, she was exceptionally delicate. She wanted to go through confinement. Lang Xing, on the other hand, had already had a cub before. Naturally, he was not interested in this strangely shaped cub. Thus, Mose was the one who took care of the cub.
Therefore, Mose was the one who knew the most about this cub.
More than once, Mose had seen the cub scratch his body with its claws, causing him to bleed, only to recover in an instant. More than once, he had seen the cub crawl into the kitchen at lightning speed in the dead of night and gobble up the bloody pieces of meat in big mouthfuls.
Even so, Mo Sang still harbored the possibility that this cub might be gifted. However, when Qingtong said it so bluntly, Mo Sang was stunned.
Mose looked at Qingtong and asked, hoping for a fluke, "Master Qingtong, do you really have no other way?"
Qingtong shook her head. She glanced sideways at the cub, who was clearly just a cub but was baring his sharp teeth at her. She sighed and said, "He is no longer the cub that you and I were familiar with. If you really mean well for him, then send him away as soon as possible."
After Qingtong finished speaking, she walked away.
Mose looked at Qingtong's back. He turned his head to look at the cub, who had his eyes closed and had a peaceful expression on his face. The killing intent that had arisen in his heart instantly dissipated.
This was his cub. How could he bear to do that?
Although this matter was terrifying, it was nothing to Qingtong. She felt that Mose would get rid of the cub.
Therefore, after treating everyone in the Spiritual Tiger Tribe, Qingtong rushed to the next tribe.
Qingtong was busy until the start of the rainy season. Only then did she rush back to the tribe.
When Qingtong returned to the tribe, her cub had already grown from the size of a palm to the size of a small puppy.
The cub, who was the size of a small puppy, relied on his maroon cat eyes, which were exactly the same as Jiujiu's. His favorite thing to do was to widen his eyes and act cute, then gain some benefits for himself.
For example, he often used his good looks to trick other cubs into giving him snacks.
Moreover, even if the other beastmen knew that they had been tricked by the cub, when they saw the cub's big, watery eyes, not only did they forgive the cub instantly, they even wanted to take out all the snacks in their houses and give them to the cub.
When Qingtong returned, Jiujiu was angrily teaching the cub a lesson.
The cub relied on his good looks to trick other beastmen into giving him food and drinks. This time, he actually tricked the cubs in the tribe into catching goats for him to eat.
Although the goats had been kept in captivity for a year and had lost their wild nature, they were still very big and would still fight back. Can you imagine five or six little beastmen, who were not even as tall as a goat, chasing after a herd of goats and being chased by them until they called for their mother?
If Jiujiu had not prepared some goat milk for the cub, who knew how long this herd of goats would have taken to run?
It was fine that the cub was usually mischievous, but this time, he had almost killed someone. Jiujiu taught him a harsh lesson, making him understand what he could and could not do.
After Jiujiu had finished scolding him, she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, leaving the cub standing alone on the stone bed with a sad face.
He had made his mother angry. She must not like him anymore. He was so sad, so sad, and wanted to cry.
When Qingtong returned, she happened to see the cub sniffing his nose and looking like he was about to cry. Looking at the cub's pitiful face, Qingtong only felt that her heart was about to melt.
Qingtong reached out and carried the cub in her arms, and walked towards the kitchen.
The moment the cub was in Qingtong's arms, he bared his teeth and was ready to fight back. However, just as he bared his teeth, the cub smelled the familiar scent on Qingtong's body. The puffed up fur instantly became soft and he stuck out his little tongue, licking Qingtong's fingers.
Feeling the cub's obedience, the corner of Qingtong's mouth lifted slightly. She raised her hand and patted the cub's little head. Looking at Jiujiu who was busy, she said, "I'm back."
Jiujiu responded and turned around. Seeing Qingtong who had become much thinner, a trace of heartache flashed across her eyes, "It must have been hard on you. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Qingtong wanted to say that she wanted to eat her, but because this topic was not suitable for children and the cub was here, Qingtong could only swallow the words in her mouth. She pursed her lips and said, "I want to eat the roasted meat you made."
Hearing that Qingtong wanted to eat roasted meat, Jiujiu immediately got up to marinate the meat so that Qingtong could have a big meal.
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