Chapter 874 - 860: Devotion

Su Muyao couldn’t help but want to get closer, but that cold figure suddenly disappeared.

Su Muyao felt even more pain in her heart, her consciousness suddenly became clear.

Because she was awakened by the pain.

Her meridians felt as if they were being pricked by needles.

The divine power inside her was becoming increasingly full, almost bursting her body, as if it would shatter into pieces from this violent power any second.

"Ugh—" A suppressed groan of pain overflowed from her throat.

She gritted her teeth and endured it.

She didn’t want to wake the sleeping Xiao Jihan.

She couldn’t let him see her like this.

She calmed her mind, focusing all her attention on converting the divine power within her, allowing the pain to wash over her consciousness like a tide.

She continuously mobilized her immortal power, guiding and slowly compressing the violent divine power within her.

It’s unclear how long it took, but most of the power of the divine stones in the cave was absorbed by her.

The light in the cave dimmed, making it hard to see the surroundings.

Finally, the divine power completely condensed into a divine core, containing extremely refined power, with seven immortal patterns on it.

"Succeeded."

Su Muyao was very excited, but her expression was extremely fatigued.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at her clothes, soaked through, using a trace of wood element ability to tidy herself up again.

Then she took a fresh garment from her bracelet and changed into it.

Afterwards, she walked toward the stone bed.

As she walked over, she almost couldn’t stand steady, her figure swaying slightly.

She took a few deep breaths, steadying her mind as she walked over.

She climbed onto the stone bed and sat down, turning over to straddle Xiao Jihan.

She reached out with her cool fingertips, gently caressing Xiao Jihan’s cheek, infusing a wisp of gentle immortal power into him, and softly called, "Jihan, wake up."

At this moment, Su Muyao’s voice was so weak and hoarse when she spoke.

Her knees knelt on either side of Xiao Jihan, almost collapsing onto him.

She tried to circulate her wood element ability, to give her body a bit of strength.

Xiao Jihan just barely sensed a faint feeling of unease, as if he had heard the sound of his wife’s cry of pain, wanting to wake up.

But his consciousness seemed to be in a deep sleep, unable to awaken.

At this moment, hearing the voice of his wife, he felt a force breaking through the darkness, waking him up instantly.

Xiao Jihan opened his clear, cold eyes, immediately meeting Su Muyao’s reddened eyes.

Even though the cave was dark, as an Ice Wolf Beastman, with the added support of superpowers, he could see his wife’s expression clearly.

"Wife, what’s wrong with you?"

Why are your eyes so red, looking like this?

Su Muyao smiled softly, lowering her head to directly kiss Xiao Jihan’s eyes, "I’m fine, it’s just that my heat period suddenly arrived."

"Help me..."

She didn’t know why the divine power required her to guide it in this manner.

Not wanting Xiao Jihan to notice anything unusual, she could only say so.

Saying this, Su Muyao’s eyelashes trembled, her face burning, even turning bright red.

In truth, saying it this way wasn’t wrong; her body still felt ready to explode at any moment, her meridians still ached, and her body couldn’t hold so much divine power.

Because she ultimately wasn’t the Beast God, Xiao Jihan was the Beast God.

The divine core must immediately be transferred to Xiao Jihan.

That way, the divine power would enter his body through the divine core, helping him completely transcend and become the Beast God.

Of course, this premise was also that Xiao Jihan’s divine blood had been activated, and he had the power of faith.

Fortunately, they hadn’t wasted the entire snow season, allowing Xiao Jihan to gain the power of faith.

Upon hearing these words, Xiao Jihan’s entire body shook, his ears turning red.

He naturally understood what his wife’s heat period meant.

Previously, his wife would never take the initiative to express the intention of a Contract.

Now, feeling needed, Xiao Jihan wished he could give everything of himself to his wife.

His frigid eyes were suddenly filled with gentle, tender light, brimming with warmth and affection.

Seeing that Xiao Jihan wasn’t moving, only holding her loosely, Su Muyao was about to cry.

She looked at Xiao Jihan with a grievance in her eyes, accusing him.

Facing such a gaze, Xiao Jihan’s body trembled.

Such a gaze nearly scorched his heart, her delicate, stunning face flushed with color, bashfully shy, her lips a rich red, impossible not to be moved.

In an instant, a surging undercurrent was stirred up within Xiao Jihan’s heart.

As he held her, he could feel the burning heat radiating from her body.

Thus, regarding his wife’s words, Xiao Jihan had no doubts at this moment.

Perhaps he also didn’t have the time to think.

He sighed lightly, turned with her in his arms, swapping positions with her.

He gently caressed her hair, his voice low and hoarse, "Whatever the wife desires, I’ll give."

He would give her everything he could.

Su Muyao looked up at him, her eyes glistening, filled with intense affection, boundless tenderness.

At this moment, she did nothing to hide her affection for him, even displaying a strong reluctance in her eyes.

Because Su Muyao clearly understood that once he became the Beast God, Xiao Jihan might become as cold as the image in her memory.

But she knew, no matter what, he had to become the Beast God.

The Beast World needed a Beast God; she couldn’t be selfish.

Under such a gaze, passion began to surfac.e in his clear eyes.

At this time, although he was holding back, there was already a tendency of his reason being engulfed by fire.

Xiao Jihan suppressed the surging tide, lowered his head, his lips gently pressing down, tenderly caring for her.

But Su Muyao needed to transfer the divine power to him, worried that if too much time passed, Xiao Jihan would notice something unusual.

So Su Muyao took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, guiding him with her lips to lose reason, even with a hint of seduction, leading him into mutual passion.

Xiao Jihan, already deeply in love with her, couldn’t withstand such teasing, ultimately transforming into a blazing fire, consuming the two of them together.

As Su Muyao entwined herself with Xiao Jihan, she secretly urged the power, gradually transferring the essence of the divine power from the divine core to Xiao Jihan through their connection.

Initially, Su Muyao used immortal power to seal off the sensation of this divine power.

Preventing Xiao Jihan from sensing anything.

The divine power, after being transformed by Su Muyao’s heart blood and immortal power, was gentle and pure, slowly circulating through Xiao Jihan’s meridians.

Xiao Jihan, entwined by Su Muyao’s fervor, nearly lost all reasoning in the flames.

Unbeknownst to him, a faint golden light gradually began to shimmer around him, divine power steadily merging into his body.

Time passed unnoticed, Xiao Jihan lowering his head to gently kiss away Su Muyao’s tears at the corners of her eyes.

He had never felt such passion from his wife before.

His heart was fiercely moved.

He restrained the impulse to embrace her fully, his voice low and tender, "Are you okay?"

Su Muyao’s eyelashes fluttered as she carefully looked at the mark on Xiao Jihan’s forehead, the totem of the Wolf Beast God, still incomplete.

There was still divine power within her body.

Time was of the essence; soon her immortal power wouldn’t be able to suppress the sensation of the divine power, and it would burst forth, revealing the truth to Xiao Jihan.

Su Muyao seriously said, "Still... not okay."

After saying this, Su Muyao’s face turned completely red.

Ah, ah, ah... she had never said such things before.

She had never been so clingy with her beast husbands.

She didn’t even know how much time had passed.

But she couldn’t just give up halfway.

At this point, Xiao Jihan finally noticed something was amiss.

His wife was different from usual.

Seeing Xiao Jihan’s expression, Su Muyao realized something, her face changed, her eyelashes trembled as she adopted a dramatic demeanor, "Are you tired of me?"

"Do you not care about me anymore?"

"You said you’d give me everything, but you lied."

As she said these words, Su Muyao was filled with an overwhelming sense of shame.

Xiao Jihan sighed softly, lowering his head, kissing her eyebrows with tenderness and reverence, his voice filled with profound affection, "Wife."

"I’m just afraid of hurting you."

"How much I care for you, how much I love you, you should be able to feel it."

He wasn’t good with words, expressing himself through actions.

In the depth of his emotion, he was on the verge of transforming into his beast form.

He dared not fully let go.