Si Yan was, in fact, starting to feel certain that the cold-blooded Great Demon King before her was indeed the father of her four adorable cubs.
Wàng, unwilling to admit he already had a Mistress, was equally silent.
Dongchi didn’t want to acknowledge a father, nor did he want to reveal he was Wàng’s cub, so he also remained silent.
Nan Mo composed himself and turned away.
From an unseen angle, his small, thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the rims of his eyes reddened.
He wasn’t a heartless person. He had been neglected since childhood. Having a mother was like having none at all, and his father had never been present.
Now, both his parents were here.
Complex emotions swirled in the heart of the four-year-old cub.
Unsure how to process them, he hid himself away to sort through his feelings.
She Ying, on the other hand, was inherently gossipy. However, intimidated by his terrifying master, he clutched the small female cub and retreated to a corner, remaining perfectly still.
The five individuals present all conspicuously avoided the topic.
In the Beast World, males were the stronger sex.
But once a pair formed a mating bond, the female became dominant.
The wild and arrogant male’s face already showed clear signs of displeasure.
Wàng’s oppressive aura silenced the entire valley. At this moment, it was exceptionally quiet.
Si Yan hesitated for a long time before speaking slowly, as if casually raising a question, "I’ve heard that breaking a mate contract can cause great harm to the male."
She Ying sensitively detected that although the day was about to become blisteringly hot, the air around the Great One suddenly grew colder.
Clutching the small female cub, he shivered in fright.
Just then, Si Yan abruptly changed the subject. "Is there any food? I’m hungry."
The male Beastman’s terrifying purple eyes narrowed slightly, his demeanor still gloomy. He suddenly turned and walked towards the shivering group of snakes.
Under four pairs of watchful eyes, Wàng quickly dispatched a few frail-looking snakes. With a deft flick of his fingers, the snake skins were expertly peeled away.
He took several snakes to the river to wash them, then tossed them in front of Si Yan.
Si Yan looked up at him. "Do you Sen Ran eat snakes too?"
Wàng said with a cold expression, "These snakes taste good. They’ve been properly processed and are non-toxic. You can eat them without concern."
Si Yan found a stick and skewered the snakes like barbecue.
She Ying watched the snake barbecue, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
Wàng picked up another snake. Turning to see the skewer in her hand, his expression was aloof and serious. He found a piece of wood and, like her, skewered the snake.
He handed it to her. "Here, eat."
He couldn’t possibly think she’d eat it raw just because it was skewered, could he?
She didn’t eat raw meat.
Si Yan took the skewer and placed the snake over the fire to roast.
Wàng obviously didn’t understand, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes as he said, "Beastmen grow stronger from eating raw meat. Eating cooked meat will weaken a Beastman."
Si Yan stated, "I’ve grown up eating cooked meat."
As she spoke, she called Dongchi over to roast with her.
Wàng stated, "Cold-blooded snake Beastmen only eat raw meat."
"But I’ve always fed him cooked meat," Si Yan persisted.
Si Yan placed the snake meat over the fire and started to sprinkle salt on it.
Si Yan shared the roasted snake meat with Dongchi. Wàng’s voice was cool as he said, "Eat the cooked meat yourself. That Sen Ran cub is a snake Beastman; he doesn’t eat cooked meat. Furthermore, as long as he keeps eating raw food, he won’t need salt."
Si Yan was speechless.
In her past life, during peaceful times, mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law often came to blows over conflicting child-rearing views.
Now she had a feeling that in the future, she and the male before her—her Beast Husband—might also come to blows over conflicting child-rearing views.
Wàng looked at Si Yan, his expression indifferent.
The atmosphere grew tense for a moment.
Just when She Ying felt the atmosphere had become unbearably tense, Dongchi defiantly glanced at Wàng. He happily took the cooked meat from Si Yan’s hand and gobbled it down.
It was as if he were saying, "I’ll eat whatever Mom gives me! It’s none of your business!"
Watching Dongchi chew and swallow the roasted snake meat bite by bite, Wàng was slightly taken aback, the tall male appearing confused.
Perhaps everything unfolding before him was too challenging to his beliefs. Wàng left the fire, found a quiet spot nearby, and lay down to sleep.
After Si Yan and Dongchi finished eating, Si Yan looked back and saw that Wàng had already fallen asleep under a nearby tree.
"The master’s Mistress."
Was he talking to me?
Si Yan turned around and saw She Ying looking at her, his face ashen.
"Master’s Mistress, the master has always been prone to lethargy. Please don’t take offense," She Ying said.
Although it hadn’t been explicitly stated, everyone understood that the female before them was the master’s Mistress. So, when She Ying addressed her as such, Si Yan didn’t deny it.
"Do you plan to always address me as the master’s Mistress?" Si Yan asked.
She Ying hummed an acknowledgment, his voice flat.
’The master’s Mistress’ is a bit of a mouthful.
After a moment’s thought, Si Yan said, "Your master is Wàng. In my village, subordinates call their master’s partner ’Lady.’ How about you just call me Lady from now on?"
She Ying nodded without question. "Alright, Lady."
Dongchi, having eaten his fill, was resting to the side.
Si Yan, holding the roasted skewers, approached the little cub who had been sitting silently nearby all this time.
She didn’t know what he had been through on this journey, but he looked thinner.
Si Yan said with heartfelt concern, "Cub, rest for a bit and have something to eat."
The young Nan Mo had not yet fully processed his emotions.
Si Yan’s sudden closeness caught him off guard.
Not wanting her to see the redness at the corners of his eyes, and unsure how to react, he instinctively chose to flee.
He turned, his head slightly lowered, and walked past Si Yan with an expressionless face.
He didn’t look up to take the meat from Si Yan’s hand.
And so, he missed the concern and disappointment in her eyes.
In the darkness of the night, Dongchi’s cold, serpentine pupils narrowed into vertical slits. As the eldest brother, he shot Nan Mo a chilling glare.
Nan Mo lowered his head.
The wind in the valley was somewhat cold. Si Yan woke up in the middle of the night.
She propped herself up on her arms and sat up.
Under the moonlight, the entire cool valley seemed as if brushed with a layer of silver light.
Bathed in the silver glow, Si Yan felt a gentle force pulling her, and she slowly turned her head.
There, beside the valley’s babbling river, a gigantic, dark-purple Sen Ran lay coiled, each of its scales gleaming with a violet shimmer in the moonlight.
The Dark Purple Big Rock?
Recalling the Dark Purple Big Rock, Si Yan felt as if a very, very long time had passed.
That was her first unconscious transmigration. She had arrived in the cave of the Dark Purple Big Rock, touched the rock, and for the first time, felt that in this Beast World, she could cultivate!
She had been searching for this Dark Purple Big Rock that could help her cultivate ever since, but to no avail.
Unexpectedly, in the depths of this valley teeming with venomous creatures, she had actually found it!
She wanted to cultivate; heavens knew how desperately she wanted to cultivate!
Si Yan slowly stood up and took a couple of gradual steps forward, her pace then quickening.
As she neared the Dark Purple Big Rock, her heart pounded furiously.
She could cultivate! She could finally cultivate!!
Her hands, trembling slightly, carefully touched the Dark Purple Big Rock. She felt a stream of energy pouring into her body.
Si Yan’s heartbeat quickened even more.
She felt as excited as if she’d hit a five-million-dollar lottery jackpot.
She took another step forward and, spreading her arms wide, hugged the Dark Purple Big Rock.
In the darkness, She Ying, who loved to gossip, suddenly bit his finger.
The Lady... is hugging the master?!