Tian Shu hurriedly explained, "Before coming here, we all took an antidote. We won’t turn into Blood Crystals even if we’re hit."

"What antidote? Do you have any more?"

"Yes, yes," Tian Shu said, pulling a pouch from his clothes and unwrapping it layer by layer. "This was an extra one the Young Master bestowed upon me. It’s the only one."

"I don’t know how to turn a Beastman back after they’ve become a Blood Crystal. Your Beast Husband has already turned into one, so he can’t take the antidote. It’s useless for you to have it. Why don’t you let me keep it?"

Yu An glanced at him. "Give it to me."

Tian Shu was clearly pained to part with it, handing it over reluctantly. But Little One was floating nearby, eyeing him menacingly, as if ready to strike him with a bolt of lightning at the slightest sign of trouble.

It was a black pill. Yu An held it in her hand and used her superpower to analyze its components.

"Continue," Yu An said. "Tell me everything you know, including the family behind you and your purpose for coming to the Beastman World... Don’t leave out a single word."

Tian Shu fell silent for a moment before answering honestly, "I am a disciple of the Tian Family. The family’s purpose in sending me here... it all started when Tian Fu replaced you as the Beast God..."

He was surprisingly competent, summarizing the situation in just a few clear and concise sentences. However, his knowledge was limited. His main role was to collect Blood Crystals and, while he was at it, eliminate the Pseudo Beast God.

Yu An frowned, her fingers tapping unconsciously on the tabletop.

Just as Tian Shu began to suspect Yu An wouldn’t honor her oath, she finally spoke: "Is that all?"

Tian Shu shook his head honestly. "That’s it. Really, that’s everything."

"Alright," Yu An said, her expression softening slightly. "I’m curious about one more thing. After you get out of here, do you plan to return to the Upper Realm, or will you continue the mission your so-called Young Master assigned you?"

Tian Shu hesitated, his brow furrowed in conflict. Seeing this, Yu An said unhurriedly, "If you go back now, the Tian Family will only assume you’ve betrayed them. Why not complete the mission perfectly, collect your reward, and then decide what to do next?"

"Tian Fu is my enemy too. And as the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"You were just following orders, and you just told me everything you know. I won’t hold this against you. What do you say?"

Tian Shu was silent for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth. "Fine, I agree!"

’First, I’ll get the reward the Young Master promised me. With a large sum of money in hand, I’ll have an escape route if something happens to the Tian Family later.’

Yu An smiled. "Good. I’ll send you out now. As for Winter City... you can go ahead and tell Tian Fu I did it. But he’s hibernating right now. Perhaps his head will roll before he even wakes up."

She added meaningfully, "If your family hasn’t sent anyone else, and with Tian Fu hibernating, Divine Mountain is yours for the taking. It should be easy to succeed, right?"

Tian Shu didn’t argue. His expression showed a hint of confidence, as if victory was already in his grasp.

After sending him away, Yu An carefully stored the pill and picked up a brush to paint a portrait.

She then took the portrait to find Lu Lu. In its domain, the few Tian Family members who had seemingly breathed their last were still alive, albeit with faint breaths.

When Yu An attacked them, she had avoided their vital points, putting them in a state of suspended animation. Lu Lu had fed them a little Divine Spring Water in time, which is why they hadn’t died.

"You... what in the world are you doing? Why did you save us after killing us?!"

The man who had first berated Tian Shu spoke up, "Whatever your goal is, we will never betray our family!"

Yu An said nothing, simply taking out the portrait. "Do you recognize this person?"

The man was stunned for a moment—he clearly recognized the person—but then clamped his mouth shut, as if to show Yu An he wouldn’t say a thing.

Yu An smiled. "Not talking? Useless. Then die."

The words had barely left her lips when a vine pierced the man’s body. With a sharp tug, his body was torn to pieces. But it didn’t pollute the environment; his flesh and blood were caught by a large leaf and taken away to be used as flower fertilizer.

This time, he was as dead as could be. Not even the Daluo Immortals could bring him back.

Yu An took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped away a drop of blood that had just spattered onto her cheek, then looked at the others.

"Those who are valuable may live. Those who are not..."

She smiled. "Refer to the first man."

The others’ faces turned deathly pale. They didn’t know they were inside Yu An’s personal space; they had thought she wouldn’t dare kill them for fear of offending the Tian Family.

That’s what they had all thought before Yu An arrived.

After all, even though Yu An had run them through, she had also revived them. It was clear she didn’t want to offend the Tian Family... or so they thought!

"You... Aren’t you afraid of offending..."

"Not afraid," Yu An said, her impatience showing. "Whether you speak is up to you. Whether you live is also up to you."

"Whoever speaks the most and in the greatest detail gets to live. The rest will become flower fertilizer."

She curved her lips into a smile. "As it happens, this year’s flowers aren’t quite red enough."

The men looked at each other. With the recent example before them, none of them wanted to follow in that man’s footsteps.

Although they were subordinates of the Young Master, they weren’t Death Warriors or trusted confidants. When comparing their lives to their loyalty, they knew which was more important.

Of course, Yu An’s terrifying display was also a factor. It didn’t matter if they were Upper Realm People—she truly dared to kill them!

"He’s the Young Master," one of them spoke up first. "The Young Master’s name is Tian Heng. But shouldn’t the Young Master be in the Upper Realm?"

How would Yu An know what the Young Master looked like?

The others began to speak up as well, clamoring over one another to share what they knew about the Young Master.

’Yu An only asked them about the Young Master. They haven’t revealed a single family secret. This doesn’t count as betrayal.’

"The Young Master had a late bloom of talent. He was always out training and gaining experience. Five years ago, his spiritual power was publicly tested and found to have reached the Divine level, so the Family Head and elders recommended him as the family heir."

"But Tian Fu had made great contributions to the family, and many in the family supported him. Only with his death could the Young Master’s position be secured, which is why we were sent down here."

"..."

They scrambled to tell her everything they knew, big or small. They didn’t even leave out minor details like the Young Master’s preferences, afraid they would say less than the others.

Listening to them, Yu An pieced together a classic comeback story of someone once considered trash. ’So much for a "late bloom of talent." It just means his spiritual power tested very low in the beginning.’

For it to later grow to the Divine level... Recalling what Tian Shu had said about Blood Crystals being related to spiritual power, Yu An couldn’t help but feel a conspiracy was afoot.

The chirping voices in her ears gradually quieted. They had already said everything they knew. Yu An returned to her senses. "Mm."

She turned and left, leaving the men completely bewildered. Fortunately, the vines didn’t kill them, but merely imprisoned them in a place that resembled a jail cell.

In any case, a miserable life was better than a good death. As long as they were alive, that was all that mattered.

Little Wolf was in the space as well. When a city suddenly appeared in the space, he wanted to go check it out, but the Cloud Beast stopped him.

"Zaizai, An’an said you should wait obediently for her to come find you. You can’t go over there."

Little Wolf stopped in his tracks. "Okay, I’ll wait for Female Mother to come."

He patted his stomach, which let out a RUMBLE.

’It’s not even noon yet. Why do I feel so hungry?’