After transmigrating, she became the most beloved beast in the world.

Chapter 59 Missed

Outside the city gate, four burly soldiers stood at the entrance, wearing rough leather armor, holding long spears, their eyes as sharp as hawks, watching everyone who approached warily.

As each passerby approached, a soldier would stand ramrod straight and announce in a loud voice, "Please pay the city entrance fee!" The voice echoed at the city gate, reminding every traveler to abide by the rules of the Moi tribe. Behind them, near the gate, stood a stone table, its copper coins gleaming faintly from a money box.

In the Moi tribe, orcs need to pay four copper coins, while females only need two, to be allowed to pass.

Chu Xinyao stood outside the city gate, observing everything with curiosity. This was the first time she had ever seen the currency of this beast world. He Yu took out a money bag from his pocket, poured out six copper coins, and handed them over. The copper coins made a crisp clinking sound in He Yu's palm, and then the soldier counted them one by one. After confirming that there were no coins, the soldier nodded, indicating that the two could enter.

Once inside the city, the streets were lined with bustling markets, filled with the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and the laughter of conversation, and the air was filled with the mixed aromas of various spices and foods.

Chu Xinyao asked in a low voice, "Why don't other tribes charge an entrance fee, but the Moyi tribe does?"

He Yu looked at her with some curiosity before saying, "This is a rule established by the Holy City, the Ink Serpent Tribe, the Moyi Tribe, and several other large tribes. Bartering is too troublesome, so they implemented currency instead."

Chu Xinyao agreed with He Yu's words. Indeed, without currency, the beastmen would have to carry a lot of items to exchange, which would be extremely inconvenient.

Her gaze swept over the dazzling array of shops around her, and she understood that perhaps it was the implementation of currency that had made the Moi tribe so prosperous.

The streets were lined with a dazzling array of shops, from weapon shops to fabric stores, from food stalls to medicine shops. Each shop had a sign with a simple picture indicating which tribe it belonged to and what goods it sold.

For example, a tiger's head indicates the White Tiger Clan, while an axe beneath the tiger's head indicates a weapons shop. There are also medicinal herbs from the Ink Serpent Clan, and mermaid silk and pearl jewelry from the Mermaid Clan.

He Yu noticed Chu Xinyao's curiosity about the shops. He had clansmen here who needed to inquire about Hu Xiao's situation. Seeing Chu Xinyao's curiosity, he handed her the money pouch and said, "Take this. Buy whatever you want."

Chu Xinyao shook her head; she didn't want to buy anything. "I'm just curious, I'm not buying anything."

"The Moi tribe is a well-known trading tribe with many strange and wonderful things. You can go and have a look around and see if there is anything here that we haven't discovered yet."

Chu Xinyao remembered the sugarcane and sesame seeds she had found in the tribe before. Well, it would be even better if she could find some more edible ones.

"Row."

After agreeing to meet at the Red Crane Clan's bow and arrow shop in the market, the two parted ways. Crane Feather went to gather information, while Chu Xinyao continued to browse the market.

Chu Xinyao strolled through the bustling market, her gaze drawn to the pearl ornaments of the merfolk. Just as she was about to approach for a closer look, she suddenly felt a lightness at her waist, and she immediately realized that her purse, which she had just obtained, was gone.

She turned around quickly and saw a small, thin figure disappearing rapidly into the crowd.

Thief! Chu Xinyao was startled and immediately gave chase. Her figure weaved through the crowd like a nimble cheetah, closely following the thief.

"Stop."

Mo and his group were buying ingredients in the distance. Suddenly, Mo froze, tilted his head to look carefully, and then turned back, his sharp eyes searching through the crowd, but he did not see the person he wanted to see.

"Yao?"

Ah Da looked at him in confusion, "Master?"

"Ah Da, did you hear that? It's Yao's voice, she's here!" Mo exclaimed with delight.

The big tree and the little flower next to them exchanged a glance. Were they lovesick? They wondered to themselves.

"She definitely needs my help, I'll go find her right now." Mo moved lightly and sped towards the direction from which the voice came. His figure quickly weaved through the crowd, like a gust of wind.

Chu Xinyao had no idea that her words had attracted the person she least wanted to see. She focused intently on chasing the thief, who seemed to sense the pressure and fled in a panic toward a secluded alley.

The stone-paved alleyway had long since become uneven and potholed, and the walls on both sides were covered with moss, making the place look particularly gloomy.

Soon, Chu Xinyao caught up with the thief. However, when she grabbed his collar, she sensed something was wrong. A cunning glint flashed in the thief's eyes, and then several accomplices emerged from the shadows, surrounding Chu Xinyao. These orcs were all ferocious-looking, exuding a vicious aura; they were clearly not to be trifled with.

The gang leader was a burly orc who sneered at Chu Xinyao, saying, "Old woman, obediently hand over your money pouch and we might let you go. Otherwise, hmph, although you're a bit old, you can still be sold for some copper coins."

The thief's accomplices slowly approached, their smiles revealing cruelty.

Chu Xinyao's body was tense, ready to counterattack at any moment. Although she was nervous, escaping would still be very easy for her.

Just then, Mo's voice came from the alleyway not far away: "Yao, where are you?" His hoarse voice was filled with anxiety.

Chu Xinyao froze, never expecting Mo to be here.

Mo appeared at the alley entrance, his gaze searching the narrow passage, his face filled with worry. When he saw the group, his eyes narrowed, and the pressure of an eighth-tier expert washed over him. But when his gaze fell upon the group—a short, stout old woman—his expression became complicated. So it wasn't the person he had imagined. Although their voices were similar, how could the one he loved be this short, stout old woman?

Disappointment flashed in Mo's eyes, and he unconsciously stopped in his tracks. He stood there, silent for a moment, then sighed softly. How could his Yao possibly be here? Whether it was Hu Xiao or He Yu, how could they possibly leave the heartbroken Chu Xin Yao here?

He didn't look at Chu Xinyao again, turned around and left without saying a word, his back view looking somewhat lonely.

Chu Xinyao was furious. This man was indeed unreliable. She had thought he would lend a helping hand, but he just left like that. It turned out he was such a selfish and self-serving person all along.

After the powerful male orc left, the group began to prepare to deal with Chu Xinyao. Unfortunately, Chu Xinyao, who had only learned the basics of the Ink Step technique, could easily shake off the orcs.

Her figure darted swiftly through the alley, like a phantom. In just a few steps, she had shaken off the orcs. When she disappeared at the end of the alley, the orcs were left staring at each other, bewildered.

Not long after leaving the alley, Chu Xinyao encountered Mo and his group again. They were standing in a corner of the market, seemingly buying something.

Mo's gaze met Chu Xinyao's, and looking into her eyes, which resembled Yao's, he felt a moment of disorientation.