Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 371 - 370: Warmth

Sang Yao has already lost the will to survive.

In the original tribe, his father died, his mother married another beast husband, had other children, and he was always marginalized and excluded by everyone.

When he came to the Fire Fox Tribe, it was even worse.

The Fire Fox Clan despised the Insect Clan Beastman.

In their eyes, the Insect Clan Beastman is a disgusting race.

He thought that if he didn’t fight or compete, at least he could live in peace.

But unexpectedly, his wife not only disliked him but also wanted him to disappear.

Perhaps if he died, the position of the first beast husband would become available.

Upon hearing Sang Yao’s self-destructive words, Su Muyao grew anxious, "You can’t think like that."

"You must love yourself well, you must live well."

"It wasn’t your fault that Yan Ran treated you this way; it’s her fault. You should seek the reasons from others."

Su Muyao now genuinely realizes how low the status of males is on the Beast World Continent.

They do all sorts of things, learn to love and care for their wife, and still suffer verbal abuse and mistreatment from females.

Listening to so many words at once, Sang Yao gradually realized something was amiss.

This voice wasn’t an illusion.

"Who are you? Are you a ghost or a spirit?"

Su Muyao replied, "No, I am also a beastman, but due to special reasons, you can’t see me; no beastman can see me."

"I thought of a way; I’ll teach you the Breathing Technique so you can absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to nourish your body."

Su Muyao thought of the basic cultivation breathing technique her master taught her, which has a resemblance to cultivating superpowers.

Except superpowers require awakening, and Sang Yao probably hasn’t awakened any superpowers yet.

"No matter what, you must live well, surely your parents hope for you to be well..."

Su Muyao said many comforting words to Sang Yao.

Then she taught Sang Yao a simple breathing mantra.

Furthermore, she explained the meaning of the mantra briefly to him.

Sang Yao indeed was very smart; he quickly learned it, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding air began to faintly gather toward him.

The wounds on his body healed a little, and the fever receded in the middle of the night.

In this way, Sang Yao survived the night.

Ever since Su Muyao started speaking, she no longer hid herself.

"You’re pretty good at spinning silk, but you can’t just spin silk all day long; you need to learn to take breaks and ignore what Yan Ran says."

"Even if she wants to trouble you, whatever you do, she’ll still trouble you."

Su Muyao felt that Sang Yao was too simple.

"Also, if she hits you or insults you, don’t confront her directly; you can say something nice."

"If you don’t know what to say, I’ll teach you."

Sang Yao paused in his actions, looked toward a transparent spot following the voice; he knew she was there.

He paused for a moment and explained, "I... I don’t want to speak."

He didn’t want to say pleasant things to Yan Ran, not even a single word.

He’d rather be hit, rather be insulted, than compromise in any way.

Upon hearing his words, Su Muyao understood that with the way Yan Ran treated him, he had long lost hope in her.

In the Beast World, females can marry several beast husbands, so some females indeed don’t treat their beast husbands well.

And they learned to numbly accept it.

She thought, if one day she gained enough ability, she wanted to do many things and also wanted to help many beastmen.

Su Muyao probably understood him, knowing he didn’t want to think about anything related to Yan Ran, so she changed the topic, "Do you miss your home?"

"No."

Su Muyao asked, "Why?"

She wanted to understand his situation; only by knowing his thoughts and feelings could she resolve the resentment in his heart.

"Ever since my father passed, I wasn’t welcome at home or in the tribe."

Although he’s the Clan Leader’s son, it’s just a title, and his mother doesn’t really care about him.

Probably because these days it’s been this voice accompanying him and also teaching him the spell to absorb spiritual energy, his body improved a lot, so unknowingly, he was willing to talk to her a lot.

Su Muyao didn’t expect it to be like this, "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought up your sad past."

Sang Yao murmured, "It’s alright, it happened so long ago, I was probably six years old back then, and many things aren’t very clear."

"In my memory, my father loved me very much, but he had very little time to accompany me because he needed to spin silk and weave cloth every day."

"Because as long as the cloth woven with his silk got better and more, my mother would smile and be satisfied with him."

"He died from exhaustion."

Upon hearing these words, Su Muyao felt a heavy sensation in her heart for some reason.

She knew the environment was like this, and she couldn’t change anything.

Sang Yao said, "So I know, our Golden Silkworm Tribe is valued by people because of this ability, unable to escape the fate of continuously spinning silk and weaving cloth."

"Perhaps one day I will also die like my father."

So he calmly accepted everything.

Su Muyao spoke with difficulty, "The mantra I taught you is a basic cultivation spell. Once you gradually strengthen your own power, you’ll be able to make decisions for yourself, no longer needing to spin silk every day; you can rest when you want."

If he continued with the method she taught, absorbing nature’s spiritual energy, guiding it into the body, and leading it to the Dantian, it can strengthen the body and enhance the meridians.

It can also increase power.

This method, although not as fast as superpowers in increasing power, doesn’t require awakening superpowers and can be directly cultivated.

She felt that Sang Yao had a great constitution, a lot of talent, and could use this method.

In this way, he can also protect himself.

"Thank you, I just don’t know how to repay you."

Su Muyao said, "No need to repay me. I hope you can be a bit happier."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yao’s fingers placed by his side trembled slightly, his eyes quivered, his cold heart string seemed to be lightly plucked by something.

These words had never been spoken to him by anyone.

No one had ever simply hoped for him to be happy.

He didn’t know who she was?

But every day, listening to her voice felt warm, like sunshine.

Yet he dared not greedily desire sunshine.

He always had a vague feeling, as if this was an illusion, as if the voice he heard was also an illusion.

Lately, Yan Ran’s temper has become more and more irritable, perhaps because she fought fiercely with her cousin, even got into a physical fight, so when she returned, she abused Sang Yao.

Sang Yao’s body bore many more whip marks.

Until the weather gradually turned cold, the Fire Fox Tribe began preparing for winter; the males needed to hunt, and the females needed to go up the mountain to pick wild fruits.

But on this day, Yan Ran accidentally fell off a cliff and was severely injured.

She was carried back by the tribe members, and Yan Ran did not survive the night.

Even when she was dying, she struggled to speak, "I want Sang Yao to accompany me in death, to bury him with me."

Even until death, Yan Ran didn’t think to spare Sang Yao.

Perhaps she hated him.

Upon dying, Yan Ran’s eyes held intense hatred and unwillingness.

Listening to these words, seeing her expression like this, Sang Yao trembled all over and then showed a bitter expression.

He inevitably couldn’t escape death.

"How could she want you to be buried with her? You’re alive; that’s too much."

Sang Yao calmly said, "This situation is normal too; when a female dies, a male is buried to accompany them in death."

Su Muyao realized something was wrong; generally speaking, when a female dies, a male naturally follows in death.

But tens of thousands of years ago, there didn’t seem to be such restrictions by the Heavenly Dao.

But Yan Ran wanted Sang Yao to be buried with her, and Sang Yao still couldn’t escape death.

So was it because of Yan Ran that Sang Yao had such intense resentment?

Su Muyao felt it was very unfair, also very angry.

If she were Yan Ran, she would definitely not let Sang Yao die.

Probably because she held such thoughts in her heart, at the moment of Yan Ran’s death, Su Muyao’s consciousness suddenly entered Yan Ran’s body.