Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 379 - 318: I Missed You

Lost in thought, Sang Luo didn’t notice the two figures approaching.

"Stop! Don’t you dare touch the Master!"

A resonant, angry roar made her heart jump, and she almost tumbled from the Ice Coffin.

Fei Yuan intercepted Cang Qian, who looked ready to strike, and chided him sharply. "Take a good look! Luo’er isn’t doing anything. Have you lost your mind? Don’t scare her!"

Cang Qian took a deep breath, his own breathing gradually steadying. His hawklike eyes remained locked on Sang Luo above him. "Get down!"

Seeing the two of them, Sang Luo leaped down from the Ice Coffin and went to Fei Yuan’s side. "I stumbled in here by accident," she explained. "The Northern Beast Emperor had vile intentions for me, so I came here to hide."

Fei Yuan kicked Cang Qian, nearly knocking the large, powerfully built man—who stood nearly two meters tall—to the ground. "I show you respect by calling you ’Senior Brother,’ and you have the gall to go after my woman?"

"Luoluo is the Female Master. Whether she takes another husband is her decision to make, not yours to interfere in," Cang Qian said in a gruff voice. His face bore several bruises that had yet to fade.

Sang Luo rubbed her arms, a smile playing on her lips that didn’t reach her eyes. "The Northern Beast Emperor and I are neither friends nor family, so please don’t be so familiar. Hearing you call me that makes my skin crawl."

’A moment ago, he looked like he wanted to kill me. I saw it plain as day. There’s no way I can have a good impression of Cang Qian!’

Fei Yuan was equally blunt. "You heard her. Stop being so nauseating."

Cang Qian heaved a deep sigh, his broad, sturdy shoulders slumping. "It’s frigid in the ice cave," he said, clearly reluctant. "A female’s constitution is not suited for the cold. I must ask noble female Sang Luo to leave as soon as possible."

Sang Luo was indeed shivering from the cold. Fei Yuan took her hand, and the scorching heat from his palm flowed into her, warming her through and through. It felt like holding a miniature furnace, and her body quickly grew comfortable and warm.

The three of them left the ice cave.

"Our business with the Priests is done. Let’s leave today." Fei Yuan could tell Sang Luo didn’t want to stay a moment longer, and frankly, neither did he. No man would want to leave his precious mate under the nose of another Male Beast. If someone managed to get to her, even once, the regret would be endless!

"Mm," Sang Luo nodded. She had wanted to discuss the matter of the Rejuvenation Pearl with Cang Qian, but she had no desire for further dealings with the man, so she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

On the journey back, Sang Luo lay upon the Phoenix’s back, tossing and turning under the vast, lonely expanse of the starry sky. Whether her eyes were open or closed, all she could see was the image of the man from the Ice Coffin.

He was so beautiful.

A man like a celestial being.

The sight of him had been a profound shock.

What a pity... he was long gone.

Sang Luo started asking Fei Yuan about the Beast God High Priest.

Fei Yuan turned his head to glance at her, his phoenix eyes, even in his beast form, slanting upward in a bewitching, teasing manner. "Only one look, and Little Luoruo has already fallen in love at first sight, unable to forget him?"

"I wouldn’t call it love at first sight, but he was breathtakingly beautiful. It’s not a romantic sort of ’like,’ just the instinctual appreciation one has for beautiful things."

Fei Yuan thought for a moment and had to admit that the Fox Clan possessed a myriad of charms, especially the Nine-tailed Foxes of the Qingqiu Divine Clan. Their beauty was celestial, unparalleled in this world...

"The High Priest passed on many years ago, but his time wasn’t up. Not even I know how long he lived. Most likely, he’d just had enough of life. He had no children, his days grew too tedious, and he simply no longer wished to live."

As he spoke, Fei Yuan sighed again. "The High Priest’s final wish was for an earth burial, for his soul to return to the wilds and his body to the earth... But that fellow Cang Qian insisted on preserving him with these Ice Stones, refusing to let him be laid to rest. I couldn’t be bothered to argue with him, so I just left it at that."

Sang Luo said, "I detected the aura of a Rejuvenation Pearl in the Ice Coffin."

"Cang Qian wants to resurrect the High Priest?" Fei Yuan scoffed. "He always seemed like such an honest fellow. I didn’t think he was such a deviant. When the High Priest was alive, he was showered with glory; males and females alike flocked to him."

"Even if he did resurrect him, it would be impossible with just fragments of a Rejuvenation Pearl. I have two fragments myself. If they could be fused with his into a complete Rejuvenation Pearl, it might just work."

Fei Yuan shook his head. "Even a complete Rejuvenation Pearl probably wouldn’t work. The High Priest chose to pass on willingly. He no longer had any attachments to this world."

"The Rejuvenation Pearl can only restore a soul that wants to live, not one that wants to die."

...

A few months later, Minos returned. He came personally to the Phoenix Palace to escort Sang Luo back to the Holy Palace for the remainder of her pregnancy.

Sang Luo was overjoyed to see that he was all right, and a great weight was lifted from her heart.

She rushed forward and threw herself at him.

Minos smiled and held her, looking up at Fei Yuan as he approached from behind. "Thank you for your care during this time, Phoenix Emperor."

"Luo’er isn’t your mate alone. I would have taken good care of her regardless of whose child she’s carrying."

Despite some past unpleasantness between them, their meeting was relatively harmonious.

Fei Yuan’s gaze fell on Sang Luo, but his words were for Minos. "Her appetite has been a little poor again lately. You should take her back with you. Is everything with the Holy Hall settled?"

"Rest assured, it’s all been taken care of." He wouldn’t have come to get her otherwise.

On the way back to the Holy Palace, Sang Luo asked about the Saint Ancestor.

Minos gave a faint smile. "He was just a charlatan playing at being a god. I beheaded him and tossed his corpse into the wilds."

Looking at the man’s elegant, refined, and divinely handsome face, Sang Luo found it truly difficult to imagine him beheading someone, his hands soaked in blood.

She pressed her lips together and said in a low voice, "The Saint Ancestor was very powerful. The last time we spoke, you couldn’t hide the weakness in your voice. You must have been badly injured..."

"Is Luoluo worried about me?"

"Mm."

"Words are no substitute for seeing. Luoluo should check for herself, then she can be at ease." Minos took her hand and placed it over his heart.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, and in the next instant, they were back in his bedchamber. Minos sat on the bed and pulled Sang Luo onto his lap. Cupping her chin, he began to peck and kiss her lips slowly, while guiding her right hand inside the collar of his robes.

His robes slowly fell into disarray, revealing a firm, pale-white chest.

Their breathing grew ragged.

Given a moment to catch her breath, Sang Luo looked up and met the man’s deep blue eyes, which were swirling madly with emotion and lust.

He wanted her.

"Isn’t your heat supposed to be over?" she asked, her breathing hitched and her face flushed a deep crimson.

Seeing the raw lust in Minos’s expression, Sang Luo’s heart began to hammer in her chest, THUMP THUMP THUMP, like a war drum.

She had never been this nervous when facing her other Beast Husbands.

Minos’s face was too divinely perfect. To see such a seductive, passionate expression on it gave her a forbidden thrill—like watching a cold, supreme god being dragged down into a mire of carnal desire. It left her breathless, and a tingling shiver shot straight to the crown of her head!

"It’s been too long. I’ve missed you... and this part of me has missed you too."

Minos’s voice was tinged with a scorching, seductive hoarseness.

He guided her hand downward.

Desire.

Ignited, surged, breached its dams, and flooded everything...

Minos rolled over, pressing her underneath him, taking her again and again, tirelessly.

He whispered the most tender words of love in the gentlest of voices, all while making love to her with the fiercest passion...

They reveled in their passion all through the sleepless night.