Chapter 966 - 952: Fever

Only by loving Su Muyao wholeheartedly, doing more for her, did he feel that the love in his heart could pour out.

This moment, Jing Chu seemed to reveal the vulnerability of his youth once again.

Back then, he was very afraid she’d leave, always showing signs of unease.

Ten thousand years had passed, he’d long grown mature, becoming elegant, carefree, and steady.

But in his bones, he was still her Jing Chu.

He belonged only to her.

In the poetic and picturesque expression in his eyes, there was a cool and unruly aura, his brows and eyes dazzling and radiant.

Seeing such an expression, Su Muyao seemed to be pulled into those times in an instant.

Her heart suddenly softened.

"Okay, do whatever you want."

"Just, Jing Chu, tell me if you ever need something from me."

"I want to do something for you too."

Jing Chu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, he lowered his head a bit, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

The only thing he wanted her to do was to enter into a contract with him.

Perhaps just being by her side was enough to make him content, without daring to ask for more.

Of course, Su Muyao wasn’t thinking much at this moment, she was just focused on reaching Ghost Ruins Canyon as soon as possible.

Su Muyao discovered she liked looking at Jing Chu’s brows and eyes.

Clearly identical to Wen Nanxi’s, yet there were some differences.

His brows and eyes carried an inherent coolness, and at the corner of his eye, there was a small mole.

She gently touched it with her hand, "There’s a mole here, it wasn’t there before."

As far as she remembers, Wen Nanxi didn’t have it at the corner of his eye either.

Her fingers touched the mole at the corner of Jing Chu’s eye, her fingertips soft, as if a feather brushed past his eyes, surprisingly giving a slightly itchy sensation.

Moreover, her pheromones began to spill out.

Jing Chu could smell the rich sweet scent, very enchanting.

It was a scent he’d missed and loved immensely.

A scent engraved in his bones.

It had been like this ten thousand years ago.

Jing Chu’s eyelashes gently quivered, slightly uneasy, he said, "It happened when Ascension Road opened, after entering the Trial Ground and getting injured, then this mole stayed."

"Does it look bad?"

It’s akin to a scar.

Jing Chu knew Wen Nanxi didn’t have this between his brows.

Perhaps it was one of the differences between him and Wen Nanxi.

Su Muyao knew that after entering Ascension Road Trial Ground, Jing Chu’s consciousness was present, guarding the body of the Ancient Celestial Snake, suffering heavy injuries, and then his consciousness fell into a slumber.

Thus, when entering the Divine Domain Fragment, it was Wen Nanxi who existed.

Her eyes slightly reddened, feeling pity, she said, "No, I think it looks good."

"It must have hurt a lot back then, right?"

This question was about the time when Jing Chu entered Ascension Road Trial Ground.

"It didn’t hurt."

"You’re lying to me, it must have hurt."

His consciousness had fallen asleep, how could it not have hurt?

Jing Chu didn’t want Su Muyao to worry, looking at her reddening eyes, he felt happy that she’d care about him, yet he couldn’t bear her sadness.

"Truly, I’m not lying, at that time my mind was filled with thoughts of wife, thoughts of Zaizai, didn’t feel any pain."

Because there was love and spirit to support him, so he didn’t feel anything.

Just wanted to quickly become Beast God, save the world earlier, and reunite with her.

Su Muyao gently touched his brows and eyes, "Jing Chu, what do you want to eat, I’ll make it for you."

Su Muyao’s way of being nice to people was quite simple, that was making meals for them.

It was her most sincere inner thought.

Jing Chu wanted to say there was no need, he would cook.

Before he could speak, Su Muyao insisted, "Don’t fight with me this time, I want to cook for you."

Jing Chu lowered his head, meeting Su Muyao’s gaze, his brows moved slightly, "I want to eat sliced meat soup."

At the earliest time, ten thousand years ago, she personally taught him how to use flint, and made him sliced meat soup.

It was the best food he had ever had, later when he missed her, he would think of those little moments, reminiscing about that sliced meat soup.

But he tried making it many times, only to never recreate the flavor in his memory.

He truly wanted to taste the flavor from memory again.

Seeing the nostalgic and reminiscent look in Jing Chu’s eyes, Su Muyao somewhat understood, sighing inwardly, she said, "Alright, today we’ll make sliced meat soup to eat."

Her spatial storage had food, making it was simple.

In order to recreate the flavor in Jing Chu’s memory, Su Muyao, together with Jing Chu, made a stone pot, and built a new stove.

Ten thousand years ago, beastmen mostly lived communally in tribes, most beastmen didn’t know how to use fire.

Only Fire Ability Beastmen could use fire.

Jing Chu and Su Muyao busied themselves with these tasks, his heart now felt warm and soft, reminiscent of the feelings in his memories.

When everything was ready, Su Muyao prepared the sliced meat soup.

Once the sliced meat soup was done, she served a big bowl for Jing Chu with a wooden bowl, "Give it a taste, see if it’s close to the taste in your memory."

Jing Chu cherished it, taking it, gently scooping one spoonful after another, his eyes slightly reddened, "It’s the taste from my memory."

"Exactly the same."

"It’s the best sliced meat soup I’ve ever had."

At this moment, Jing Chu sat there drinking sliced meat soup, looking exceptionally obedient.

Su Muyao watching him, thought he resembled a young puppy.

She couldn’t help but reached out and touched his head.

Now she understood why Beast Husbands loved touching her hair so much, it really felt different.

And he behaved well.

Watching him drink the sliced meat soup, Su Muyao couldn’t help but want to feed him further.

"If you like drinking it, I’ll make it for you from now on."

"Just let me know whenever you want to drink."

Jing Chu nodded.

The wife touched his hair, just like she did when he was young, wife would do so too.

But he didn’t want the wife to treat him like she did when he was a teenager.

He had already grown up, becoming mature and steady, now he could love her well.

Though, Jing Chu knew that matters of the contract couldn’t be rushed.

After having sliced meat soup, they tidied up and continued their journey.

They headed towards Ghost Ruins Canyon.

Along the way, Jing Chu was always thoughtful and considerate in taking care of Su Muyao, ensuring she had comfortable wooden lodgings each night.

Even if there was no wooden house in the mountain forest, he’d quickly build one, or carve out a cave to stay in.

Now with the world rules of the Divine Domain Fragment restarted, the Beast God presiding, the Beast World was no longer as chaotic.

Living in a cave, they wouldn’t face inexplicable attacks from wild beasts or mutated beasts.

It was relatively safer.

Further, Jing Chu had the aura of the Ancient Celestial Snake, and Divine Power on him, wherever he went, mutated beasts dared not come near.

Yet that night, when washing up, bathing and preparing to sleep, Su Muyao suddenly felt very hot and uncomfortable all over.

"Wife, what’s wrong?"

Jing Chu also noticed Su Muyao’s unusual state.

Su Muyao’s face was flushed, turning a hue of bright red, stunningly beautiful, her eyes epitomizing misty allure.

Seeing her like this, Jing Chu’s breath momentarily halted, "Wife, where are you feeling unwell, is it a fever?"

With Su Muyao like this, Jing Chu wasn’t very experienced either.

Su Muyao, feeling soft and powerless all over, said, "I just feel so hot."

"The closer to the south, isn’t the weather getting hotter, suffocatingly so, I’ll go soak in the pond."

At this moment, all Su Muyao wanted was to go soak in the water at the pond.

Jing Chu, seeing her like this, felt uneasy, "Wife, before bed you were soaking for a long time."

Moreover, even closer to the south, the weather wasn’t hot, especially at night, with a chilly air, why would the wife feel hot.

When Su Muyao tried to get up, her body softened again, directly falling back onto the stone bed.

"Wife."

Jing Chu held Su Muyao in his arms.

Su Muyao’s body was so soft, lying directly in Jing Chu’s embrace.

"Jing Chu, your body feels so cool, so comfortable."

Now leaning against Jing Chu, she felt his cool body like ice, extremely soothing.