Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 410 - 409: Crucial Importance

After a while, it seemed that the wind from the sea blew through the middle of the altar, lifting Su Muyao’s hair.

Su Muyao held her breath, waiting with her heart in her throat, eyes unblinking, fearing something might go wrong.

Even the system dared not speak recklessly at this moment.

Even the system couldn’t understand the High Priest’s terminology, but it understood the last sentence.

Under the High Priest’s controlled power, the Soul Gathering Lamp slowly rose, spun for a while, and seemed about to ignite the flame, but suddenly extinguished.

Seeing this scene, Su Muyao turned pale and nearly lost her footing.

It was only Wei Jinmo, by her side, who held her, preventing her from fainting.

Wei Jinmo comforted her, "There won’t be any problems. The power of the Soul Gathering Lamp is strong, and the High Priest’s power is strong too. Don’t worry."

Hearing Wei Jinmo’s words, Su Muyao calmed herself.

She wanted to ask something but dared not.

The High Priest turned to look at Su Muyao, "Miss Su’s situation is too special. His sacrifice was too great, leaving hardly any trace of his existence in this world. It’s difficult to ignite the Soul Gathering Lamp. Yet, Miss Su was revived by him using everything he had. Only by using a drop of your heart blood as a guide is there a slight chance of gathering his soul. Any delay might cause his residual soul to dissipate completely."

Without hesitation, Su Muyao said, "Alright, whatever it takes."

With that, Su Muyao immediately took out a dagger.

Wei Jinmo could barely watch this scene but had no standing to stop it.

Just seeing that knife made his heart ache.

Su Muyao decisively stabbed the dagger into her chest and used her superpower to extract a drop of heart blood.

The High Priest controlled the drop of heart blood, letting it fall onto the Soul Gathering Lamp.

When this drop of heart blood dripped into the Soul Gathering Lamp, it was instantly absorbed by the patterns on the lamp and seemed to emit a faint glow.

Wei Jinmo, with trembling hands, stepped forward to embrace Su Muyao.

He wanted to tend to her wounds, but Su Muyao quickly healed them with her Wood Element Ability.

Although there was some pain in her chest, she paid it no mind.

To Wei Jinmo, the dagger Su Muyao stabbed into her chest felt like it had pierced his own heart. It pained him deeply, as if it were bleeding.

How was he supposed to deal with her?

How should he treat her well?

Tears glistened in Wei Jinmo’s scarlet eyes.

His beloved, how could he possibly make up for the hurt she’s endured?

Wei Jinmo was heartbroken beyond words, wanting to hold Su Muyao tightly, yet dared not exert too much force.

Su Muyao felt a bit weak at the moment, her face slightly pale. Wei Jinmo gently transferred his superpower into her body through her back to ease her discomfort.

Su Muyao’s entire attention was on the Soul Gathering Lamp. She hoped it would ignite, that it would gather the soul; Yue Wuhen must come back to life.

The High Priest raised his scepter once more, chanting non-stop.

This time, the Soul Gathering Lamp began to rise into the air, rotating as the High Priest chanted incantations and danced the sacrificial dance.

The surrounding slowly filled with a thin mist, countless light dots began to converge from all directions, encircling the Soul Gathering Lamp.

The bead on the scepter emitted a brilliant blue light, which instantly surged into the Soul Gathering Lamp.

The Soul Gathering Lamp spun faster and faster until a blue flame suddenly shot up from the middle of the lamp wick.

The moment the flame ignited, the light and shadow around the Soul Gathering Lamp seemed to form a faintly discernible ghostly silhouette.

"Yue Wuhen, it’s Yue Wuhen."

Though it was very faint, almost indiscernible, Su Muyao still saw it.

Her voice was filled with excitement.

She wanted to approach, but for some reason, her body felt uncomfortable, weak, making it impossible to get close.

"Soul Condensation!" the High Priest’s loud voice echoed, drawing complex runes with the scepter. The gold and blue light surged together, illuminating the entire altar hall as if it were broad daylight.

The flames within the Soul Gathering Lamp grew brighter and brighter.

Specks of residual light flickered around.

They seemed to want to get close to Su Muyao but eventually moved away.

Su Muyao seemed to reach for Yue Wuhen’s phantom through these scattered lights, but she couldn’t grasp anything.

Su Muyao’s chest tightened, "Why?"

The system spoke, "These scattered lights are Yue Wuhen’s residual soul bits, but to his whole soul, they’re just a drop in the ocean."

"But as long as we can gather even a little, it means Yue Wuhen has a glimmer of hope, a chance of survival."

Su Muyao wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly, her stomach ached, her vision darkened, and she was about to pass out.

Luckily, Wei Jinmo swiftly caught her, "Wife, how are you?"

"I’m fine, just feeling a bit cold."

She thought it might be due to using her heart blood, leaving her body weak and sensitive to the cold around.

But Wei Jinmo felt Su Muyao’s face was too pale, something seemed off.

By now, the High Priest had completed the ritual to ignite the Soul Gathering Lamp, withdrawing his power and scepter.

He turned and said, "Miss Su indeed has the Immortal Phoenix Body, the power of her heart blood is strong. Without it, the Soul Gathering Lamp couldn’t have been ignited today."

"Your bond with him is deep, and it’s the thread of hope for both of you."

The High Priest seemed to understand something, expressing his admiration.

Wei Jinmo looked at the High Priest and said, "High Priest, could you please check on my wife, she’s not feeling well."

The High Priest hadn’t thought much of it, assuming Su Muyao’s weakness derived from losing heart blood, but upon seeing her condition, he sensed something was odd.

He pinched his fingers in calculation, stepping quickly forward, asking, "Miss Su, may I check your pulse?"

Su Muyao nodded, "You may."

Su Muyao trusted the High Priest at the moment, hoping her body was alright, not wanting Wei Jinmo to worry.

The High Priest placed his hand on Su Muyao’s finger, checked her pulse, and his face changed.

"Oh..."

The usually indifferent High Priest was now extremely shocked.

Unaware of his reaction, Wei Jinmo was frightened, "High Priest, is there something unusual with my wife’s body? Whatever it is, please just tell me what I need to do."

The High Priest gave a peculiar look to Wei Jinmo, his expression particularly complex.

Wei Jinmo couldn’t comprehend the look from the High Priest.

He asked tremblingly, "High Priest, how is my wife? Please tell me."

To ensure he wasn’t mistaken, the High Priest checked once more. After confirming, he finally spoke, "You lucky young man, Miss Su is pregnant."

"No wonder you’re the Sea Clan’s lucky star, a symbol of auspiciousness. It’s because Miss Su’s offspring are of great significance to our Sea Clan."

Wei Jinmo felt as if thunder had struck above his head upon hearing this.

Shock was soon followed by excitement and joy.

Yet, more than that, he felt deep worry and heartache.

Su Muyao was stunned as well.

She hadn’t considered this possibility before.

The system was excited, "Host, it’s true. I just checked your body and discovered that you conceived when you formed a contract with Wei Jinmo last night."

Su Muyao found it hard to believe; she placed her hand on her stomach, "Is this true?"

"Of course, it’s true."

"But when I formed contracts with other Beast Husbands, nothing like this happened."

The system explained, "That’s because you couldn’t transform into your true form before, your body was confined, akin to being sealed. Now, you can transform, lifting the restrictions. As an Immortal Phoenix, you’re far superior to Holy Females, possessing the power of Divine Pregnancy."

"Moreover, the child you bear is naturally gifted with extraordinary strength, incomparable to ordinary beastmen."