Chapter 119: Exactly the Same State as Chou Rong

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Exactly the Same State as Chou Rong

What male wouldn’t yearn to have his beast form carved onto his beloved female.

Xin Feng desperately hoped to one day see it with his own eyes, and Zhu Xiu surely felt the same.

But Wanwan was afraid of pain...

’Forget it. They were already together and even had cubs.’

Xin Feng sighed. "If you’re afraid of the pain, then let’s forget about it."

Bai Wanwan didn’t want to disappoint her two males either. "Well... just let me think it over."

’Once she’d mentally prepared herself and could overcome her psychological barrier to the pain, getting the mark wasn’t out of the question.’

The bonding ceremony ended. Shi Hua and Mu Feng, looking as if they couldn’t feel any pain at all, were smiling sweetly and happily like a pair of love-struck fools.

"I’ve heard that when Witch Doctors from the larger tribes carve the marks, it doesn’t hurt. We’ll take you to a large tribe in the future to get it done. I want to put my mark right here."

Zhu Xiu raised his hand, tapping the spot over her heart with his long, elegant fingers.

’If there was something like that Powder for Anesthesia to keep her from feeling the pain, she would be willing to follow the local customs.’

"Fine. As long as it doesn’t hurt, you can carve them however you want."

Upon hearing her promise, a gentle smile appeared on Xin Feng’s face, and much of the coldness in Zhu Xiu’s expression melted away.

With the bonding ceremony complete, Mu Feng saw the Clan Witch off.

Shi Hua walked over, holding her freshly marked hand out to her. "Is it beautiful?"

She couldn’t stop staring at it, her face all smiles.

Bai Wanwan took her hand and examined it closely. ’It’s just like a tattoo, except the Black Dog Tribe’s Clan Witch doesn’t seem very skilled. The work is a little crude.’

Zhu Xiu and Xin Feng had already put in an appearance as Bai Wanwan had asked. The two females had things to discuss, so it wasn’t convenient for the men to stay.

"Wanwan, the cubs are asleep. Zhu Xiu and I are heading up the mountain to hunt. We’ll be back later."

"Okay, I’ll go back and watch them now."

As soon as Xin Feng and Zhu Xiu were gone, Bai Wanwan gently blew on Shi Hua’s newly marked hand. "That must have been terribly painful, wasn’t it?"

’Even though the mark was on Shi Hua, it was as if she could feel the pain herself.’

"It hurt a little, but it’s nothing serious."

Bai Wanwan couldn’t help but think about the females with many Beast Husbands. ’Aren’t their bodies covered in their Beast Husbands’ marks?’

"Your love is truly profound."

’She could never do that. Zhu Xiu was a King Cobra—a massive one. Even a coiled version wouldn’t be easy to carve. It would surely be agonizing.’

’And she’d have to endure such torture twice.’

’Sincerity is what matters. As long they wanted to be together, it didn’t matter whether they had the marks or not. If their hearts were no longer in it, weren’t plenty of males driven out to become Wandering Beastmen anyway?’

She was quite open-minded about the whole thing. If it didn’t hurt, getting a mark wasn’t out of the question.

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Yan Lie stepped into the Black Dog Tribe once again. He believed the Mountain God would bless him, and that sooner or later, Wanwan would become his female.

He actually came every day, but he didn’t always get a chance to speak with Wanwan.

Sometimes his timing was off and her Beast Husbands were around, leaving him to only watch from a distance.

He hoped his luck would be better today, that he might get to exchange a few words with Wanwan.

"Yan Lie."

Yan Lie was striding toward Bai Wanwan’s dwelling when a female’s voice called out from behind him.

He didn’t break his stride, only glancing over his shoulder.

When he saw it was Zhuo Ling, he immediately turned back and kept walking.

"You’re here for Wanwan, aren’t you? It’s Shi Hua and Mu Feng’s bonding ceremony today, so she isn’t home. If you want to find her, I can take you."

Yan Lie paused. He hadn’t spoken with Wanwan in two days.

’This female was with Wanwan last time. Maybe she really could help him see her.’

After a second’s hesitation, he turned and walked toward her.

"Where is Wanwan?"

Zhuo Ling smiled. "Don’t be in such a hurry, I’ll take you. Do you really like her that much?"

Yan Lie figured he shouldn’t be too cold since he needed her to lead the way, so he just grunted an "Mm" in response.

Zhuo Ling sensed his coldness and didn’t try to make conversation again, not wanting to annoy him.

After they had walked for a while, Zhuo Ling pushed open a door. "Wanwan, Yan Lie is here for you."

Hearing her call, Yan Lie immediately stepped past her and into the stone house.

But once inside, he found the house was completely empty.

Zhuo Ling let him move about the room, then turned and closed the door.

"Where’s Wanwan?"

Yan Lie’s brow furrowed. ’He’d been tricked by this female!’

"Perhaps Wanwan hasn’t arrived yet. You should wait."

Yan Lie felt something wasn’t right. After standing there for only a moment, he headed for the door.

Zhuo Ling stood in the doorway, blocking his path. She smiled and asked, "Not waiting for Wanwan anymore?"

’Even if he was going to wait, he couldn’t wait alone in a room with this female.’

"I’ll wait outside."

As soon as the words left his mouth, his mind suddenly felt hazy, and his body began to burn as if it were on fire.

Seeing the change in his expression, the dimples at the corners of Zhuo Ling’s mouth deepened as she slowly walked toward him.

She rested a hand on his shoulder and, standing on her tiptoes, leaned in close. "I’m Wanwan. Be my Beast Husband, won’t you?"

The words seemed to hold a bewitching power. Yan Lie’s mind was a burning mess; all he wanted was to throw Wanwan to the ground and make her completely his.

But he felt that something was wrong, and he shook his head forcefully.

As his vision cleared, the Wanwan before him morphed into another person’s face.

He threw out a hand and shoved Zhuo Ling away, even using his Talent Power.

Zhuo Ling slammed into the wall, gasping in pain. "Yan Lie, you... you actually laid a hand on a female."

Males have an innate duty to protect females and cubs; almost no male would ever strike a female.

Zhuo Ling threw her head back in agony, unable to even get to her feet.

While he still had a sliver of clarity, Yan Lie struck his own chest with his palm, then quickly yanked the door open and ran out.

"Come back!"

’If she let him run off like this, Yan Lie would never let her get near him again.’

But the moment she tried to move, she collapsed to the ground in pain.

Bai Wanwan had asked Shi Hua to watch the cubs. She was just walking back after finding a place to relieve herself when she saw Yan Lie stumbling toward her.

His face was deeply flushed, and he looked unwell.

"Yan Lie?"

Her voice successfully caught Yan Lie’s attention. He turned his head toward her.

’Wanwan!’

’The blood in his veins felt like it was about to boil.’

’No, this isn’t Wanwan. It must be another hallucination.’

By this time, Bai Wanwan had closed the distance to four or five meters from him.

She could clearly see his dazed eyes and the sweat covering his forehead.

"What’s wrong with you?" she asked, frowning, having keenly sensed that something was amiss.

"Wanwan?"

Yan Lie strained to listen, scarcely daring to believe that the female before him was truly Wanwan.

"It’s me."

The words had barely left her lips when Yan Lie rushed over and pulled her into a tight embrace.

His actions took her completely by surprise, and she subconsciously raised her hands to push him away.

But he only held her tighter. The male lowered his head, his scorching lips traveling down from her forehead as if desperately seeking release.

"You..."

She had only managed a single word before he crushed his lips against hers.

A sensation he had never felt before made Yan Lie let out a heavy groan. His arms tightened, wishing he could crush the female into his very being.

"Mmph..." Bai Wanwan struggled to wrench her head away. "Yan Lie, if you don’t stop, I’ll get angry! I’ll never speak to you again!"

Yan Lie was completely unresponsive to her threat, turning back to capture her lips once more.

She struggled with all her might, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Slowly, she realized something was wrong. Yan Lie was flushed red from head to toe, like a cooked shrimp, and he didn’t seem to be fully conscious.

His frenzied state was exactly the same as Chou Rong’s had been back then.