Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 253 - 197: You Owe Me a Life

"If the Lord of the Demon Realm had awakened, it wouldn’t be just this group of Demon Envoys coming for us," Fei Yuan said casually.

"So they’re just trying to provoke us and test the Beast World’s current strength?" Si Ye said in realization. "True. If a real war broke out, they’d be the ones to suffer greater losses. No one engages in a losing battle."

Sang Luo watched the Demon Generals arrayed in formation before them, feeling uneasy. ’The Demon Clan is cunning. If a war now wouldn’t benefit them, then their only objective can be the Eye of the Ruins.’

The Demon Clan wanted to unleash their grand army through the Eye of the Ruins to burn, kill, and plunder.

Only after they’ve plundered more resources and vastly increased their strength will the true war begin.

Fei Yuan was thinking the exact same thing.

The Demon Beast army was a tough nut to crack, but not an insurmountable threat. Neither side would fight to the death here.

The Eye of the Ruins was the true priority!

"Little Luoruo, to be honest, the duty of the South Sea Mer King’s clan is to use a sacrifice to maintain the seal. Using that Beast Husband of yours is the most reliable method..."

Sang Luo shot him a vicious glare. Fei Yuan’s words died in his throat, and he sighed. "I really don’t know what to do with you."

"Little Ye, take her and go."

Sang Luo started, "But the seal..."

"You don’t need to worry about that. But Little Luoruo, you’d better remember—you owe me a life."

Fei Yuan shifted into his beast form. With a resounding cry that shook the heavens, a colossal, majestic Profound Phoenix the color of night soared into the sky. Its wingspan stretched for several hundred meters, and its massive, sharp talons were as hard as steel, capable of tearing through clouds and splitting mountains with ease.

The Profound Phoenix unleashed countless Fireballs from its maw, each like a scorching sun falling from the sky. Demon Beasts were instantly incinerated, turning to ash.

The lead Demon Envoy also transformed, becoming a massive black bird—part crow, part eagle—with exceedingly sharp talons and beak. It immediately locked into battle with the Profound Phoenix.

The other Demon Envoys also led thousands upon thousands of Demon Beasts into battle against the various Beastman clans.

With that, there was nothing left for Sang Luo to do. She had completed her mission and saved Ah Ze. The tension that had kept her going suddenly snapped, and an overwhelming weakness washed over her. Sang Luo was hit by waves of dizziness, a dull cramp twisted in her stomach, and her vision began to blur.

"Luoluo!"

Si Ye swept her into his arms and teleported away through a rift in space. The clamor of the fierce battle gradually faded into the distance.

「Back at the Marquis Mansion.」

Si Ye summoned every witch doctor in the city to the mansion to examine her.

One of the witch doctors looked grim. "How did she end up in this state?"

"How is she?"

"The noble female’s condition is not good. She’s lost a great deal of blood, and her power has been depleted to an unimaginable extent. Not to mention, she’s pregnant. The child will drain the mother’s energy, and her body simply cannot withstand this kind of strain..."

Si Ye’s face went pale. "What about her and the baby?!"

"Please calm down, Young Master. For an ordinary female, whether or not the child could be saved would be a secondary concern; her own survival would be the absolute priority. However, this noble female’s constitution is unique. Her regenerative abilities are even stronger than a male’s, so her condition is no longer deteriorating," the witch doctor said. "That said, the loss of blood and vital energy to her body is immense. She will need to be nursed back to health with extreme care. I’m afraid she will remain in a coma for some time. As for when she will awaken, I dare not make any guarantees."

The witch doctor wrote out two separate prescriptions, one to nourish her body and one to protect the fetus. Si Ye committed every single one of the doctor’s instructions to memory.

After seeing the witch doctors out, he dismissed the servants from the room as well, leaving the two of them alone.

Sang Luo was curled into a ball, whimpering unconsciously.

Si Ye sat on the edge of the bed, stroking her forehead. Her skin was feverish one moment and cold the next, and her hair was drenched in a cold sweat.

He got up, brought over a basin of warm water, and placed a warm, damp towel on her forehead. Sang Luo seemed to grow more comfortable at last, sinking into a deep sleep.

Si Ye brewed the medicine himself. He scooped up a bit of the liquid and tried to feed it to her.

The dark, brownish liquid trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Si Ye quickly set the bowl on the table and wiped her lips and chin. He scooped another spoonful and blew on it gently. "Luoluo, it’s not hot. I added sugar... please drink it..."

After several attempts, most of it had still been spilled.

Si Ye propped her up against the headboard with a few pillows. He then took a mouthful of the medicine himself and lowered his head to kiss her, letting the bitter liquid part her lips and flow into her mouth...

At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue, feeding her a drop of his essence blood.

Sang Luo slept for a full half-month, and for half a month, Si Ye cared for her tirelessly.

...

When Sang Luo woke up, she felt clear-headed and refreshed.

She couldn’t remember the last time her body had felt so relaxed.

Sang Luo turned her head and saw Si Ye slumped over the side of the bed, asleep. She tried to get up as quietly as possible.

She found she couldn’t quite bend over.

Her stomach was a little bigger than before.

’So the little one’s finally growing!’

"Luoluo, you’re awake! How are you feeling?" Si Ye hadn’t been deeply asleep, only dozing lightly. He heard her stir and rushed over to help her out of bed.

"Where’s Ah Ze?" Sang Luo asked, looking around and realizing she was in the Marquis Mansion.

"The first thing you do when you wake up is ask about another male?" Si Ye said, displeased. "Why couldn’t you ask about me first?"

Sang Luo saw that his face had grown thinner and more haggard. His eyes were bloodshot, with faint dark circles underneath. She knew he must have spent countless days and nights worrying over her, and her heart ached as she reached out to touch his cheek.

He lowered his head, nuzzling her soft palm.

Sang Luo couldn’t help but smile. ’He really is just a big cat.’

"You’ve worked so hard, Ah Ye." She pulled him close and kissed him on the lips.

Si Ye carefully wrapped his arms around her waist, deepening the kiss for a moment before pulling back. "I’m your mate. Taking care of you is what I’m supposed to do. But I never want to see you hurt or sick again. You’re forbidden from taking such risks in the future. When you suddenly collapsed... I was worried to death..."

She had no idea that as he’d held her back then, his hands had been trembling.

In that moment, Si Ye had almost wished she were a heartless woman, for whom the death of a single male was no great loss—not worth risking her own life over.

Only after she had soothed the man before her did Sang Luo dare to ask, "How is Ah Ze? His condition was terrible when I found him. I was so worried..."

"He’s at the Sea King Palace. A couple of days ago, I heard he still hadn’t woken up, but he’s out of danger. Don’t worry."

"I’m going to see him."

Si Ye grabbed her hand, his expression souring. "You only just woke up."

"I’m fine, don’t you believe me? I could go out right now and kill a couple more dem—"

Before Sang Luo could finish, Si Ye cut her off with a kiss. She could feel the torrent of his worry and longing pouring into her. Her throat felt dry as she wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him take and entwine with her as he pleased.

One hand on her waist and the other carefully cradling the back of her head, Si Ye gently laid her down on the bed. The kiss was long and passionate, and their breaths grew hot...

Sensing his body’s reaction, Sang Luo swallowed, her face flushing red. "Ah Ye..."

Si Ye’s Adam’s apple bobbed sharply. He released her and started to get up. "I’m going to step outside for a bit."

There was a cool lake in the backyard; he’d go soak in it for a while.

Sang Luo grabbed his arm, her voice softening. "You don’t want to stay with me a little longer?"

The tips of his ears turned red as he glanced at her stomach. "You’re... you’re still pregnant."

"Don’t worry, I’m in my second trimester. The witch doctor said it’s fine." Sang Luo’s enchanting eyes seemed to have little hooks in them, and Si Ye’s breathing grew heavy.

He hadn’t touched her in nearly six months, and he was in the prime of his youth, an age where passions ran high and loneliness was hard to bear.

Right after they had first become mates, during the time he’d craved her most, she hadn’t been there...

If he really had to wait until after the baby was born, who knew how frustrated he would be.

Sang Luo decided to let him vent.

"Are you... really sure you can handle it?" His large hand caressed her waist, his voice hoarse with passion.

"Mhm, I can handle it. I want you, too." She wrapped her arms around his long neck, pressing a kiss to his prominent, sexy Adam’s apple before gently licking and nibbling it.

Si Ye let out a low, suppressed groan. He wrapped his arms around her legs, the veins on his forearms standing out in sharp relief.

After a night of both restraint and wild passion, Sang Luo didn’t leave her room until the following afternoon. Her face was flushed and radiant. Thinking of the man from last night... ’He was so well-behaved.’