Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 512 - 508: Distressed

Leng Shuang asked, "Do you obey just like that, doing whatever the Spider Beastman tells you to do?"

The Gray Mouse tribal leader confessed honestly, "During our ancestors’ time, the Spider Beastman signed a master-servant contract with our Gray Mouse Tribe. As long as the Spider Beastman carried orders from the Spider Clan, our Gray Mouse Beastmen had to obey and couldn’t resist."

"There’s no other choice. The Spider Beastman told us the Beast Taming Method, so we serve them and follow their orders."

In this world, nothing comes without hard work.

Their Gray Mouse Beastman bloodline is very ordinary, with nothing special, even looked down upon by other Beast Clans.

Faced with such a Beast Taming Method, it was natural for them to use it.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t know how they would be bullied and oppressed by other clans.

Leng Shuang was shocked, "A master-servant contract, does such a thing still exist in this world?"

The Gray Mouse Leader said, "The Spider Clan has this Secret Technique, capable of enforcing such a contract."

Because of this contract being idle, the Gray Mouse Tribe had no way to resist.

But they did acquire a Beast Taming Method.

Yet now, they still ended up in the hands of the Ice Wolf Clan Beastmen.

He didn’t even know how it turned out this way.

Su Muyao asked the system, "Do you know this kind of contract?"

The system was also puzzled, "I don’t know either. Normally, a contract like this is formed between a master and a Spirit Pet, usually requiring the Spirit Pet’s consent."

"Apparently, back then the Gray Mouse Tribe agreed to regard the Spider Clan as their master."

"Generally, Beastmen wouldn’t agree to such a thing."

"However, the Spider Clan has so many Secret Techniques, and no one knows where they learned these techniques from."

After asking all the questions they could, the Ice Wolf Beastmen killed those cruel Gray Mouse Beastmen.

Only those innocent ones, unstained by blood, were left.

Su Muyao erased their memories, making them forget the Beast Taming Method and Evil Techniques, giving them a chance at life.

Afterward, they returned to the Ice Wolf Clan.

When Su Muyao returned to the room, Wen Nanxi was already awake.

After dinner in the evening, Su Muyao and Wen Nanxi lay in bed talking.

"Nanxi, the issue with the Ice Wolf Clan has been resolved. Let’s rest for a day and then head to the Moon Clan tomorrow."

In the evening, she happened to draw many Teleportation Talismans. With the power of the altar, they should be able to teleport near the Moon Clan.

Wen Nanxi reached out, holding Su Muyao in his arms, gently stroking her hair as he said, "Okay."

Listening to his gentle voice, Su Muyao felt the warmth exuding from him, prompting her to look up at him, meeting the deep, affectionate look in his eyes.

As radiant as art, yet supple and inclusive like water.

Su Muyao thought of the things heard when interrogating Xia Min.

She still felt waves of fear.

Seeing Su Muyao’s unsettled expression, he asked softly, "What’s wrong, are you tired?"

"If you’re tired, let’s rest a few more days, no need to hurry to the Moon Clan."

Su Muyao shook her head, proactively reaching out to hug Wen Nanxi, holding him tightly.

Leaning in his arms like this, she could even hear the strong beat of his heart.

Feeling the reliance of the person in his arms, Wen Nanxi stiffened slightly, then quickly slowed his breathing, making his body softer so as not to make his wife uncomfortable while hugging him.

He tried to warm his body, fearing she might catch cold.

Yet without superpowers, he couldn’t control his body temperature, leaving him with a sense of helpless frustration.

At this moment, Su Muyao felt only heartache for Wen Nanxi.

It turns out when you love someone deeply, you also feel an extreme sense of heartache.

On usual days, Su Muyao would never hold Wen Nanxi so tightly.

Wen Nanxi sighed inwardly, "Holding like this, is it perhaps too cold?"

Su Muyao snuggled into his arms, "Not cold."

The person in his arms shifted around, emitting a familiar, enticing fragrance he found irresistible.

Her scent had a fatal attraction for him, especially when she held him so tightly, her ice-smooth, jade-like body transmitting warmth through her thin clothes to him.

Wen Nanxi held his breath, trying to suppress the heat stirring in his body.

It seemed that without superpower, he couldn’t use it to restrain the emotions surging within him.

At this moment, holding Wen Nanxi, Su Muyao could feel his body had grown more frail and thin.

She thought of the hardships he’d endured, her eyes growing slightly moist.

"Nanxi, has your body been uncomfortable usually?"

"It must hurt, right?"

Even though his body was better now, the Divine Soul was only half restored.

That day, when attacked by the Gray Mouse Beastmen, he had turned pale.

The feeling of having no superpower must be very unpleasant.

As she spoke, Su Muyao’s voice caught slightly.

"It doesn’t hurt, I’m not uncomfortable, just without superpowers, don’t worry."

Actually, it did hurt, but Wen Nanxi wouldn’t show it, not wanting Su Muyao to worry.

The methods Nan Feng used on his body were more than a little harsh, simply intending to cripple him for easier fusion.

Yet, in that last breath, as Nan Feng prepared for fusion, his wife saved him.

But it caused serious injury, making recovery difficult.

His wife had done her best already.

Being able to recover to this extent was already quite good.

As long as he could see her and be with her, it was enough.

"No, your body temperature is very cold."

Leaning in his arms, Su Muyao could quietly hear his heartbeat yet also feel it slow considerably.

Furthermore, his body’s temperature was not just cold, but something more.

"You know, as a Snake Beastman, without superpowers to control body temperature, this is how it is."

Su Muyao shook her head, "No, when your body was well before, your temperature was low, but not this cold."

It seemed as if he might freeze at any moment.

"It’s okay, it’s just because I have no superpowers now, so be good, sleep on the side, don’t catch a cold because of me."

Wen Nanxi reached out to gently push her away, though reluctant, rationality told him not to spread the cold to her.

However, Su Muyao wouldn’t listen; she tightened her grip on his neck, pressing her whole body against him, the warmth from her chest penetrating through the thin undershirt to reach him, carrying her unique, fresh fragrance like a cherry blossom in early spring.

"Nanxi, don’t push me away, I need you, not the strong Nanxi, just you."

"I’m very scared, afraid of the world without you, afraid you’ll meet with trouble."

Once more thinking of Xia Min’s words, about fusion leading to erasure of will, Divine Sense, and memory, fear gripped her.

This was the first time Su Muyao expressed her need for Wen Nanxi.

Initially, Wen Nanxi felt useless, even potentially dragging his wife down.

Yet, now truly feeling needed, Wen Nanxi felt his heart race intensely.

Her fingertips brushed his lips, cold as frost, her voice soft as a whisper, yet every word struck his heart, "Let’s try... contracting and fusing. I have the Immortal Phoenix Body, inherited the Vermilion Bird Blood from the Dongning Beast Kingdom, and with Immortal Energy, it should warm you, okay?"​