Chapter 1002 - 988: Half Real, Half Illusory

If the beastmen outside really fight against the Dark Beastmen of the Demon Realm, countless ordinary innocent beastmen will die.

Even though there are now six Beast Gods in the Beast World, they can’t manage matters in the Demon Realm.

The Dark Beastmen of the Demon Realm only believe in the rule of Pure Blood Dark Beastmen.

And Xie Guixue is a Pure Blood Dark Beastman, naturally strong, and having grown up as a normal Beastman, probably doesn’t wish for so much war.

He is suitable to lead the entire Demon Realm.

Jing Chu’s gaze is so gentle and calm, like a spring breeze, seemingly able to embrace everything.

His eyes carry an encouraging look, encouraging her not to back down.

At least when it comes to matters involving Xie Guixue, don’t back down.

Seeing Su Muyao’s expression wavering, Jing Chu spoke again: "Sometimes extracting Emotional Silk doesn’t reveal everything."

"Maybe some people’s physiques are just very special."

"Just like before when Nan Feng had his Emotional Silk extracted, but Wen Nanxi and I weren’t affected."

Speaking of Xie Guixue’s matters, Su Muyao involuntarily furrowed her brows.

Jing Chu lowered his head and kissed her brow gently. This appearance of his wife made him heartache, "Don’t worry, I’m here for everything."

"I’ll always be here."

Upon hearing this, for some reason, Su Muyao felt as if something in her heart had been deeply touched.

It seemed like the most fragile place had been hit, making her nose feel sour.

Her eyes turned red instantly.

This sentence touched her deeply.

Because Wen Nanxi and the others had said similar things, but they still became Beast Gods.

Jing Chu is the one who stayed after becoming a Beast God, so she knows this sentence is true.

He can stay with her forever.

This is what she cares about the most; once her heart and emotions are touched, her inner self isn’t so carefree, and she hopes all her Beast Husbands can stay by her side.

Seeing her eyes reddened, Jing Chu’s heart hurt deeply, like being pierced by needles, aching intricately.

He lowered his head, his lips landing softly on her brows, with a soothing air, gently absorbing the water glistening at the corners of her eyes.

Su Muyao reached out to embrace his neck, her legs winding around his waist like vines, her lips landing on his.

She felt an emptiness inside, only wanting to be close to him, proving that he would always be there.

Matters concerning Xie Guixue still cast a shadow over her heart.

Jing Chu’s body suddenly tensed, his breathing disrupted unexpectedly.

Only she could affect him like this; every movement tugged at his entire being.

His long, jade-like fingers couldn’t help but tightly clasp her waist, his eyes tinged with blush, his poetic and picturesque brows swirling with turbulent emotions, "Wife..."

He wanted very much, but seeing the fatigue in her eyes, he couldn’t bear to tire her out, only sighing softly: "The journey was too long, let’s rest well."

Though he wanted to, the journey had been so long, he worried her body might be tired, unable to withstand it.

Speaking, his voice carried the hoarseness of suppressed emotion, seemingly restraining something.

Su Muyao also cared about Jing Chu’s body; he needed rest too.

After tidying up, she went to the courtyard to lock the door, suddenly feeling a rush of wind and snow, the aura so familiar, Su Muyao looked up.

She saw a tall, dust-free black figure seemingly standing on a nearby tree.

By moonlight, Su Muyao could see clearly, realizing it was Xie Guixue.

Su Muyao hurriedly opened the door and ran over.

But when she reached there, his figure had vanished.

She thought she was seeing things.

...

Just like that, these days at the Black Valley Tribe, Su Muyao sometimes feels she can see Xie Guixue on that tree.

But each time she runs over to look closely, no one is there.

This nearly tormenting Su Muyao to the point of being unable to endure, feeling stuck and uncomfortable.

To the extent that Su Muyao is completely sleepless.

Jing Chu sees her lying down, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He reaches out to hold her in his arms, gently patting her back like comforting a small female, "Can’t sleep?"

It’s already late at night, yet she still can’t sleep.

He knows she hasn’t slept well for several days, with dark circles under her eyes.

Jing Chu sighs internally, gently tidying her hair, tucking loose strands behind her ears.

Even though his reason is nearly collapsing, he remains patient with her.

"Muyao, I know, you’re feeling sad."

Jing Chu’s hand lightly rests on her heart.

He knows, with each Beast Husband becoming God and leaving her side, she’s holding a lot of pain and sadness inside her, just not showing it usually.

Normally, he calls her Wife, but this time he calls her Muyao, and the sound of these two words from his mouth makes Su Muyao realize how pleasant they are.

Moreover, her sadness also concerns Xie Guixue.

At the Black Valley Tribe, it’s very difficult to inquire about Xie Guixue’s matters.

And now with the Magic Snow Season upon them, snow has already begun to fall; it’s challenging to enter the Demon Palace.

Ordinary Beastmen don’t know the location of the Demon Palace, and even if they did, it’s heavily guarded and hard to access.

These days, Jing Chu has been gathering information.

Su Muyao said softly, "You just know how to make me cry."

Jing Chu knows she has too much pent-up emotion inside, making her restless.

Especially Xie Guixue’s matter, she has a place in her heart that aches, and she can’t relieve it, only sinking into depression.

Seeing her low mood, Jing Chu’s heart seems to be tightly gripped, hurting intensely.

"I don’t want you to be sad. If Wife isn’t happy, you could vent to me, vent any emotion."

Su Muyao said, "I won’t."

"I can’t bear to."

How could she bear to vent her emotions on her Beast Husband?

"Then there’s only this way."

He lowered his head, gently kissing her ear, asking softly, "Does Wife like it gentle, or wild?"

Su Muyao was still a bit dazed at the moment, responding instinctively, "Want it wild."

She wanted something wild to vent her inner emotions that couldn’t be released.

It was too uncomfortable, clearly tired but unable to sleep.

Seeing Wife’s expression, Jing Chu tenderly touched her brows.

"Alright, then wild it is."

He is an Ancient Snake Beastman.

For so long without a Contract, he is very hungry.

Since the last Contract to now, it’s been a very long time.

And he is no longer the youthful him; once truly intimate with the loved female, he couldn’t help but want closer to her.

If only he could blend into her heart’s depths.

Su Muyao met Jing Chu’s gaze, seeing the swirl of emotion in his eyes.

"Jing Chu, have you... didn’t you ever think about finding a female to make a Contract?"

He’s so beautiful, surely many females would like him.

Who knows if Xie Guixue, after losing Emotional Silk, would have such thoughts.

She always felt she’d see Xie Guixue’s figure on that tree every night.

But each time she drew closer, it seemed like a mirage.

But the aura shouldn’t be wrong.

Jing Chu’s exquisite eyes turned dark, "There won’t be anyone else, even if it means dying, there won’t be anyone else."

Regretting asking that question, Su Muyao quickly covered Jing Chu’s mouth with her hand, "Don’t say such things."

"You know, since returning from the Resentment World ten thousand years ago, I couldn’t help but think of you and worry for you."

"Later, seeing you in the real world, you don’t know how happy I was."

Listening to these words, the sour emotions in Jing Chu’s eyes finally dissipated.

He lowered his head to kiss her gently, whispering, "People say we Snake Beastmen are cold-blooded, but for Ancient Snake Beastmen, once they love a female, they don’t change. We are cold-blooded, but once moved, it’s till death unchanged."

"Muyao, my life is yours."