The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 405 Finale (Part )

The instant the system disappeared.

Su Xiyue was in a daze for a moment, as if some invisible bond had been gently cut off, and she felt relaxed from the inside out.

Ye Ling keenly noticed her distraction, her silver eyes narrowing slightly: "What's wrong?"

She snapped out of her reverie, shook her head with a smile, took the chicken soup, and took a sip: "It's nothing, I just feel...it's really nice."

The warm, fragrant chicken soup slid down my throat, making me feel all warm and cozy.

Afraid of disturbing her rest, Qingzhu and Baiqi took the newborn wolf cubs and white fox cubs to their respective rooms.

And they named the five children.

The most lively white wolf cub is named Ling Ce, the blue wolf cub is named Qing Lin, and the red female wolf cub is named Fei Tang.

Bai Qi's two white fox cubs were also given names.

One is named Bai Chen, and the other is named Bai Yao.

The five newborn cubs were still drinking animal milk and did not need Su Xiyue to feed them.

At first, she felt guilty and a little sorry for the cubs, but later she found that the cubs were growing just as well from drinking animal milk, and she gradually felt relieved.

The bonfire, lit after the harvest, gradually died down, and the clamor subsided into silence.

The Golden Silkworm King sat alone on the highest city wall of the Wolf Tribe, gazing at the distant courtyard, which was brightly lit, warm and joyful, and filled with laughter.

He could clearly hear the baby cubs' innocent laughter inside.

He saw all the meticulous care those seven beastly men gave her and could feel that she was truly living a peaceful and happy life.

He admired her intelligence and beauty, and was deeply attracted by her unique personality. He longed to become her eighth husband, but that could only remain a wishful thought.

Perhaps it's time for me to leave, to go to a place that truly belongs to me.

The Golden Silkworm King stretched out his hand, and in his palm lay a radiant golden cocoon containing pure life energy.

This is a treasure he condensed by expending his own essence; it can protect the heart and save lives in critical moments.

He got up and walked towards the city wall, taking advantage of the dark night to quietly arrive outside the courtyard.

With a gentle push of his hand, the golden cocoon transformed into a barely perceptible stream of light, silently flying into the courtyard, passing through the window and landing on Su Xiyue in the master bedroom, finally disappearing into her body.

May you bask in the warm sun throughout your life, live happily, and be free from sorrow.

He spoke silently, with a sense of relief and a deep blessing.

With one last lingering glance at the warm lights, the Golden Silkworm King reluctantly merged into the night, disappearing into the depths of the forest in the Sky Mist Canyon, never to look back.

The next morning, Bao Fu rushed into the house to find Su Xiyue and handed her a piece of animal skin scroll with only a few lines of text on it:

"Moon, seeing that you are well, my heart is at peace. Though we are far apart, take care of yourselves."

Signed: King of Golden Silkworms.

Mo Lin, who was standing nearby, glanced at the contents and said calmly, "He bid farewell to the leader three days ago, saying that he was going to find his own stars and sea."

Su Xiyue sighed softly, put away the animal skin scroll, and said nothing.

That man who always loved wearing gold robes, arrogant, silly, and cowardly, ultimately chose to give up.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the tribe has become increasingly prosperous.

Su Xiyue was so entangled with her seven beast husbands and a string of mischievous children that she couldn't get away.

On this day, he finally found an excuse to take his family out for a trip, ostensibly to broaden the children's horizons.

On this day, they arrived at the edge of Sunset Valley, a swamp filled with miasma.

They were just wandering around when they somehow ended up here.

The air was thick with an aura of decay and danger.

"Amu, there's some noise over there."

Silverblade, who had grown into a young boy, inherited his father's keen senses and wrinkled his nose as he pointed to the depths of the swamp.

The men immediately became alert and shielded Su Xiyue and the children behind them.

A green light flashed at Qingzhu's fingertips, dispelling the poisonous miasma that drifted in from all around.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Deep in the swamp, five or six giant swamp crocodiles, their eyes bloodshot and their minds deranged by the miasma, were frantically attacking a white tiger beastman covered in blood.

The white tiger orc's wounds were so deep that bone was visible, yet he fiercely protected an unconscious old orc behind him.

Ye Ling and the others were puzzled as to why there was a white tiger here, and who that white tiger was. They were about to go and take a look.

Suddenly, the white tiger beastman was knocked away by a giant crocodile and landed on the shore not far from Su Xiyue and the others.

Mud splattered onto Su Xiyue and the others' boots, but they didn't seem to care.

"I'll go see who it is."

Just as Ye Ling was about to walk over, the white tiger suddenly transformed into human form, revealing its true appearance.

It was Mu Han.

His face was crisscrossed with old scars, making him look even more weathered than before, but most of the madness and ferocity in his eyes had faded, leaving only weariness and numbness.

Su Xiyue was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect to run into Mu Han here, especially under such circumstances.

She secretly used her Qi Observation Technique to look at the top of the other person's head and found that Mu Han's original black Qi had turned into light gray, and there were faint signs that it would turn into white Qi.

She paused, stunned again.

Is this a sign of rising fortune?
Black represents extremely bad luck and the possibility of bloodshed at any time, while gray represents being plagued by bad luck and everything going wrong.

White represents the fortune of ordinary people.

Although Mu Han's luck has not completely turned white, it will soon.

She was happy for him.

His gaze fell on the old orc lying on the side, his life hanging in the balance, and he instantly understood something.

Mu Han is saving someone.

Mu Han also saw the person who came, and his scarred face suddenly turned pale, his expression showing rare panic and dishevelment.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, seemingly not wanting Su Xiyue and the others to see his disheveled appearance.

But as he retreated, he accidentally stepped on the soft mud in the swamp, instantly losing his balance and about to fall in.

"Be careful."

With lightning speed, Su Xiyue flicked out a vine from her palm, wrapping it tightly around his waist and pulling him back forcefully.

Mu Han slumped to the ground, looked up at her, and had a complicated expression.

"Thank you."

He said thank you in a hoarse voice.

Struggling to get up, he wanted to save the old orc who was still unconscious.

The old orc was in a very dangerous position.

Seeing this, Ye Ling and the others didn't say anything. They each took action and quickly dealt with the five or six giant swamp crocodiles, rescuing the unconscious old orc.

Su Xiyue looked at Mu Han with a complex expression, a mixture of surprise, emotion, and relief.

"How will you be here?"

She walked over and asked softly.

Mu Han avoided her gaze, struggled to get up, and staggered toward the old orc who had been rescued by Ye Ling and the others.

He carefully examined the old orc's injuries, his movements serious and meticulous.

"I just happened to be passing by when I saw this old orc being attacked by swamp crocodiles, so I helped him out."

His hoarse explanation sounded more like he was talking to himself.

Did I lend a hand out of convenience?
She looked at his body covered in wounds and said, "You've changed a lot."

She saw the aura emanating from his head, and she also saw him saving people; it was a kind of silent atonement.

In fact, Mu Han was not a bad person at heart, but unfortunately he was too loyal and righteous, and he just happened to run into that woman Chu Youyou, which led to the tragedy that followed.

Mu Han stiffened, but did not turn around. He simply turned his back to them and said in a low voice, "You have to do something while you're alive, rather than living a muddled life."

"You are badly injured, let me treat you."

She stepped forward, wanting to heal his wounds.

But then he suddenly turned and shook his head, refusing, "No need, it's just a minor injury."

As he spoke, he bent down and carried the unconscious old orc on his back, his broad but scarred shoulders seeming to bear a tremendous weight.

"The area is filled with poisonous vapors; it's not safe to stay any longer. You should leave quickly. Thank you for your help."

Mu Han did not ask to accompany her, nor did he look again at Su Xiyue and the seven powerful beastmen behind her, as well as their entourage of offspring.

Carrying the unconscious old orc on his back, he walked in the opposite direction from where Su Xiyue and the others had come from, and his figure quickly disappeared into the misty forest of barrier qi.

With a wave of its sleeve, the green bamboo brushed past, and a gentle breeze swept away the last trace of filth.

"He's going his own way."

Ye Ling gazed at the direction where Mu Han had disappeared with a complex expression, her silver eyes deep and unfathomable. Su Xiyue gave a soft "hmm" and said nothing more.

Past grudges and affections have been blown away by the wind, like the swamp's swampy atmosphere, through the passage of time and individual choices.

Mu Han found his path to redemption, but it was ultimately a pity.

He would probably be doing very well if he hadn't met Chu Youyou.

But who can predict fate? Everything is his choice.

"Let's go, let's look at other places."

She withdrew her gaze, took Bai Chen and Bai Yao's hands, and smiled happily again. The family quickly left and continued their journey.

Time flies like an arrow.

With increasingly abundant food, the wolf tribe's advanced agricultural and textile techniques, under Su Xiyue's leadership, became more civilized and prosperous.

Neat brick and tile houses, wide and flat cement roads, crisscrossing fields, and a market that was later built at the entrance of Tianwu Canyon.

The market was filled with all sorts of shops: blacksmiths, vendors of exquisite pottery, silk shops, shops selling animal hides and woolen goods, and all kinds of delicate handicrafts.

There are also all kinds of food stalls, bustling with people every day.

The shops in the market are all run by orcs from the wolf tribe, and the trading methods have evolved from the most primitive barter to the current currency exchange.

Currency was naturally gold, silver, and copper.

Su Xiyue later discovered gold and silver mines, and based on the ancient standards of her previous life, she created various kinds of currency.

This initiative promotes economic development throughout the entire Beast World.

The circulation of gold and silver made transactions more convenient and made the wolf tribe's market more prosperous.

Not only in the lower realms, but also in the upper realms, gold and silver began to circulate, and all kinds of shops opened in major markets, creating a thriving scene.

As time went by, the cubs gradually grew up.

The eight snake cubs, Silver Blade, Black Fiend, Frost Flame, and Ink Rin, have shed their childishness. The transformed young boys look more and more like their fathers, not only in appearance but also in personality.

Under the strict tutelage of Ye Ling and Mo Lin, he became agile and the most outstanding beastman in the wolf tribe.

They've even started practicing immortality cultivation.

Mo Lin rarely returns to the Upper Domain now. After his eight children have grown up and are able to stand on their own, the Tengshe clan is handed over to the eldest brother, Mo Xuan, with the other seven helping him manage it.

Fortunately, the eight brothers had a very good relationship, so there was no situation of fighting for power.

They preferred cultivating immortality to managing these trivial matters.

The two brothers, Xuanba and Xuanyan, are much smarter than their father. One is calm and reliable, and the other is lively and cute.

The two little phoenixes were also exceptionally handsome, inheriting Feng Su's dashing and debonair manner, and of course, they were also incredibly intelligent.

Feng Su also entrusted the Phoenix Clan to the eldest brother, Feng Jing, for management.

The second son, Feng Ci, is just like his father—charming, handsome, and charming. He flirts with everyone he goes, and his sweet talk is incredibly effective at winning people over. He's a natural at attracting attention and has a lot of romantic entanglements, completely inheriting Feng Su's mantle.

Bai Chen and Bai Yao have gradually grown into adults. One is calm and wise, while the other is a gentleman with a refined and elegant demeanor.

When Bai Chen was fifteen, Bai Qi entrusted Beast King City to him. His son was smarter and more cunning than him, and his cultivation and strength were also quite remarkable, so he didn't need to worry about him at all.

Knowing his older brother was wary, the second brother, Bai Yao, didn't go to Beast King City with him. Instead, he traveled around, playing in the water and gaining experience in various places.

Xuanyuan Xiao and Xuanyuan Yao were taken to the Dragon Clan by Xuanyuan Hao several years ago for training.

He had no hope for his son, only for his grandson. In his old age, Xuan Yuanhao handed over the Dragon Clan entirely to Xuan Yuanxiao.

Of course, they wouldn't mistreat their grandson Yao'er either, and originally intended to make him a protector of the dragon clan.

To everyone's surprise, Xuan Yuan Yao refused. On the second day after his elder brother became the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, he secretly slipped away to the Lower Realm to find Bai Yao, and the two of them traveled around together.

Qingzhu's two sons, Lingce and Qinglin, also grew into outstanding beastmen.

One was ethereal and carefree, the other was resourceful and shrewd.

Zhuohua, Fengling, and Feitang were all born graceful and extremely beautiful.

Zhuohua is alluring and seductive, her every brow and eye exuding charm; she truly lives up to her name as a nine-tailed fox.

Although Feng Ling is not as alluring and enchanting as Zhuo Hua, she is more ethereal, and due to her cultivation, she looks more like a fairy.

The hibiscus is elegant and refined, like a secluded orchid in the mountains, quietly blooming with its own beauty.

The three girls were all beautiful in their own way, becoming the most dazzling pearls of the wolf tribe and even the entire beast world, and were sought after and admired by many beastmen.

Time has also left its mark on Su Lie.

The once mighty wolf chieftain now has graying temples, his back is still straight, but his steps are no longer as steady as they used to be.

He stood on the highest wall of the tribe, looking down at his thriving homeland, his old eyes filled with satisfaction.

On this day, Su Lie summoned Su Xiyue and all her beast husbands to the council hall, including Su Mu.

The atmosphere inside the hall was solemn.

He looked at his sons-in-law, who had long since transcended the mundane and possessed the power to move mountains and fill seas, and at his daughter, who was becoming increasingly calm and wise.

He spoke slowly: "Moon, Nightfell, and all of you... I'm getting old. The future of the Wolf Tribe needs someone younger and more energetic to lead it."

His gaze fell on his son, Su Mu.

Su Mu inherited his father's imposing stature, but lacked his decisiveness and foresight, and looked quite uneasy at this moment.

"Father..."

Su Mu was about to say something when Su Lie raised his hand to stop him.

Su Lie looked at Ye Ling, his eldest son-in-law whose strength was unfathomable. He had always been most satisfied with him and had always regretted that Ye Ling was not his son.

However, there is no difference between a son and a son-in-law.

"Ye Ling, you are calm, steady, and the strongest. You should take over as chieftain so that the tribe can prosper and no one will dare to bully you..."

Ye Ling paused for a moment, then shook her head, her silver eyes calm and unwavering: "Chief, my ambitions lie elsewhere. The daily management of the tribe is too cumbersome, and it is not what I desire."

He looked at Su Mu and continued, "Su Mu is your bloodline, so it is only reasonable for the tribe to be handed over to him. You don't need to worry about whether he can handle the job. With us here, no one will dare to have any disloyal thoughts."

Su Lie knew that his mind was made up, sighed inwardly, and said nothing.

Then he looked at Qingzhu and Xuanming.

Qingzhu, as cool and aloof as bamboo, said calmly, "Cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao is the only way to achieve longevity. Being entangled in worldly affairs only adds to the burden."

Concise and to the point, with a clear attitude.

Xuanming scratched his head and chuckled: "Don't leave this kind of thing to me. I'm not interested in dealing with these things, I don't understand them, and I have no interest in them."

Feng Su, Xuan Yuanming, Mo Lin, and Bai Qi are not from the wolf clan, so the position of clan leader will naturally not fall to them.

Su Lie felt helpless, not expecting his sons-in-law to refuse so decisively.

In the end, the position of clan leader could only fall to Su Mu. Fortunately, with Ye Ling and others around, there was no need to worry about anyone opposing or being dissatisfied.

And so, Su Mu succeeded Su Lie as the new leader of the Wolf Tribe.

Although some of the orcs in the wolf tribe secretly thought Su Mu was incompetent, they dared not say anything.

.........

It's harvest season again.

A bonfire blazed brightly in the Wolf Tribe Square, filling the air with the aroma of delicious food mixed with newly brewed fruit wine.

The orcs and females of the tribe sang and danced, celebrating their abundance and peace.

The most bustling spot in the center of the square was occupied by Su Xiyue's family.

The grown children have already scattered, some playing with their peers, others helping to prepare for the festival.

Silver Blade, Black Fiend, Frost Flame, and Mo Lin's seven sons sat in a circle, discussing some sword technique in hushed tones.

As for the eldest brother, Mo Xuan, he stayed behind in the Tengshe clan to handle affairs and didn't have time to come over.

Xuanba and Xuanyan were arm wrestling with several young orcs, their roars shaking the heavens.

Ling Ce, Qing Lin, Bai Yao, and a few others sat quietly a little distance away, chatting and laughing in hushed tones.

Zhuohua, Fengling, and Feitang sat there elegantly, surrounded by a circle of admiring and pursuing beastmen.

Su Xiyue sat on the animal skin cushion, leaning against Ye Ling's chest, watching this scene with a smile.

Qingzhu sat to her left, warming a cup of tea with her spiritual power.

Bai Qi was on her right, his slender fingers deftly peeling grapes, then feeding them to her.

Xuanming presented the sizzling, oily roasted animal leg meat as if it were a treasure.

Mo Lin looked at the children silently, but his eyes were gentle.

Feng Su and Xuan Yuanming sat nearby, one with a lazy and charming demeanor, the other with a noble expression, both watching the lively scene before them with smiles.

Peaceful times, all is well.

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