The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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In Ron's view, normal desires are not considered special interests at all.

Those are normal human desires.

Moreover, the Ice Wolf is quite nice; it has cute, fluffy ears and a fluffy, big tail, and it feels especially good to hold.

Humans can only achieve this through role-playing, but the Ice Wolf Girl actually possesses these special parts.

Ron had pulled Shemir's ears and grabbed her tail before.

The experience it brought was beyond imagination.

Just great.

"Shvana, the current chieftain of the Ice Wolf Clan."

When the man reached out his hand, Shyvana did not refuse, but instead took it with her fair hand.

"I'd be happy to be on good terms with you, but if you have other ideas, I think I'll disappoint you."

Shyvana always believed that humans were shameless and cunning beings, and that if they offered benefits, they must want something in return.

As for what the reward will be, she doesn't know for the time being.

However, since the other party was willing to show goodwill and offer such a precious potion, she had no reason to refuse.

"Don't worry, even if I have ideas, they will only be beneficial to you."

Ron was telling the truth; he had no intention of doing anything strange to the Ice Wolves.

Of course, incorporating the Ice Wolf Clan is not a bad thing for them; on the contrary, it is a rare and beneficial opportunity.

After all, the Misty Forest is becoming increasingly dangerous. In addition to the restless alien races, various lords also come to the Misty Forest to hunt.

After chatting with the Ice Wolf Clan for a while, it was time for Shemir and Muses to catch up with their people.

I originally thought it would last a long time, perhaps because we hadn't seen each other for so long, and given the change in my current status, it ended in just over ten minutes.

However, one thing is certain: everyone envies Shemir and Muses, and even idolizes them.

Because their bloodline reverts to its ancestral form, they evolve into Howling Moon Ice Wolves, which is the dream of all Ice Wolves.

You should know that in the past, to become a Howling Moon Ice Wolf, one had to become the clan leader.

However, now that Shemir and Muses have left their tribe and joined the human camp, they might have been directly elected as chieftains if they had returned to their tribe.

After they finished talking, Ron didn't linger.

He knew that the process of incorporation could not be rushed; the more hasty it was, the less likely things would go well.

Anyway, two bottles of potion have already been given away, so let them deal with the rest on their own. I believe they will have a different attitude next time we meet.

And so, Ron led his team back, leaving the Ice Wolf Clan's territory and returning to a place on the outskirts of the Misty Forest to begin their hunt.

On her way out, Shemel used her special ability to sniff out several precious materials, all of which were the main ingredients for making potions.

The materials collected in this one trip alone are worth three to four thousand gold coins.

It can be said that Shemir is a gold-hunting beast, bringing in considerable profits every day. In the future, she will be able to make potions for various professions without needing to buy any materials.

Because she can find most of the materials in the Misty Forest, and occasionally she can even find some special materials.

Ron planned to collect the materials he didn't need, dry them, and then sell them to merchants during the next trade.

After collecting the materials, Ron led the team to begin the hunt.

Shemiel's nose was as sharp as ever, able to spot the herd of beasts immediately, and within an hour, she had hunted enough prey.

However, Ron did not go back immediately. Instead, he found a stream and started a picnic, preparing to have lunch in the Misty Forest.

After lunch, a trip to the Centaur territory should be sufficient before heading back to your own territory....

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Time flew by, though not that fast, as it was already afternoon.

In a group of jagged rocks, there is a huge cave.

This is the territory of the Ice Wolf Clan, their newly established territory.

After what had just happened, the ice wolves, back in their territory, were still talking about the bloodline evolution of Shemir and Muses.

And that mysterious and handsome man, and those two strange bottles of liquid.

None of the wolves knew whether those two bottles of potion could truly revert their bloodline to its ancestral form.

In such matters, it's impossible to completely trust what humans say.

But the fact that Shemir and Muses had reverted to their ancestral bloodline made everyone think that the potion might be real.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the fact that Shemir and Muses' bloodline has reverted to its ancestral form.

Because over the years, there has never been an ice wolf that inexplicably reverted to its ancestral bloodline.

Therefore, everyone agreed that it was very likely that taking this strange potion caused Shemir and Muses' bloodline to revert to its ancestral form.

"Chieftain, this strange medicine should not be poisonous, but it is still unclear whether it can restore the bloodline to its ancestral state."

Ice Wolf has an extremely keen sense of smell. Just by opening the medicine bottle and sniffing the air, everyone could smell several familiar ingredients.

We know this stuff isn't poisonous, but whether it can cause bloodlines to revert to their ancestral form is still uncertain.

"Chieftain, please take the magic potion first. Once your bloodline returns to its ancestral state, the clan's strength will become even greater."

In the Ice Wolf Clan, the clan leader holds the highest position, which no Ice Wolf can challenge.

Moreover, Shyvana became the clan leader after defeating all the ice wolves and taking on the strongest one in a one-on-one battle, so her strength is undoubtedly the greatest.

In addition, his daily bathing in the spiritual spring has made him far stronger than an ordinary ice wolf.

Therefore, everyone agreed that this magical potion that could revert one's bloodline to its ancestral form should be given to the clan leader first.

"I don't need magic potions to revert to my ancestral bloodline."

Shyvana gazed intently at the wolves, her expression indifferent, showing no desire for the potion.

She possessed her own pride and principles, and in her view, taking a potion given by a human was too shameful for a wolf.

It is clear that Shyvana is arrogant and confident.

She was confident in herself, believing that with her own strength and talent, she could revert to her ancestral bloodline on her own without the aid of any external aids.

“But, but chieftain, our clan hasn’t had an Ice Wolf that spontaneously reverts to its ancestral bloodline for hundreds of years.”

"Yes, Chieftain, you should take this potion first."

"Chieftain, please reconsider."

The ice wolves present were all urging their chieftain to take the potion.

In their eyes, the clan leader was the strongest, and being the clan leader, it was certainly appropriate for her to take the bloodline-reverting potion.

In order for the tribe to become stronger, everyone hoped that the chieftain would take the magic potion.

"I've made up my mind about this, and I won't change it."

That's how Shyvana is; she never changes her mind because of what others say or try to persuade her.

She has her own plans and understanding.

Everyone knows the clan leader's temperament and personality, so in the end, he could only let the most talented young descendant of the clan take the potion.

The chosen wolf was extremely excited, because after taking the potion, there was a high probability that it would indeed be able to revert to its ancestral bloodline and evolve into the Howling Moon Ice Wolf.

And so, the two wolves who had obtained the potion began to take it, while their companions in the tribe anxiously awaited the results, anticipating the transformation that would follow.

Shyvana glanced at it and left; she had always been an unconventional clan leader.

Under normal circumstances, a female wolf in her thirties, who is also the clan leader, would have already reproduced many offspring.

But Shyvana did not, and did not even reproduce with any males.

Perhaps it's due to her personality, but she has absolutely no interest in weak, lower-status males.

Not to mention reproduction, they have no interest in anything at all.

She likes strong males, especially incredibly strong ones who can conquer her.

Only in this way can she be worthy of bearing offspring...

After leaving, Shyvana went straight to the spirit spring, took off her pure white clothes, and immersed her body in the cold spring water.

Normally, she doesn't shower during the day.

Perhaps feeling the pressure, or perhaps wanting to prove something, she started taking a bath during the day.

Lying back by the spring, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of the moment.

For some reason, at this moment, the image of that man inexplicably appeared in my mind.

This struck Shyvana as odd; they had only met once and had no real interaction, yet she was inexplicably thinking of him...

This human...

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