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Chapter 191 The Cub Hatches

Yu Li looked at the faint, gentle smile on Qing Lan's face, and her golden eyes narrowed slightly.

His smile was like melting snow in early spring, imbued with a kind of emotion that made his heart flutter. He had never seen such a look in the eyes of any other male, both soft and stubborn, as if even his soul was willingly bound to his partner.

Yu Li abruptly looked away, her dazzling blonde hair obscuring her slightly contracted pupils.

This kind of relationship made him feel unfamiliar, yet he also felt a strange sense of envy.

In fact, he was very popular in the Golden Eagle tribe, and he was well aware of the burning gazes of the females.

During the tribe's bonfire celebrations, females would deliberately place flower garlands at his feet and give him honeyed fruits when he went hunting. The females' affection for the males was always passionate and straightforward at first.

But ever since his brother met with misfortune and disappeared, the burden of the tribe has fallen on his shoulders alone.

Furthermore, whenever a female showed him affection, he would always think of his brother's broken wings, bleeding profusely, never to return to the sky. The pain his brother had endured was like a boulder hanging over his head.

To him, every female lurked a deadly danger.

Rather than forming a bond with a female and being trapped for life, it is better to soar alone.

He never considered forming a bond with a female.

The scene of Fu Ying confronting the entire tribe of Beishan to protect a fallen orc at the tribal trade fair involuntarily came to mind. At the time, he hadn't taken it seriously, but now, thinking about it carefully, it felt exceptionally clear.

He couldn't quite describe how he felt as she walked towards the raging wildfire without hesitation or looking back.

He suddenly realized that this female genuinely wanted to protect her partner; it wasn't an act, nor was it hypocrisy.

Qinglan also said that his females always protect their partners behind their backs.

A female like Fuying is probably one of a kind in this beastman continent.

Thinking of this, Yu Li's gaze fell on the unconscious Wu.

Perhaps when he wakes up, he will truly be reborn into a different world.

"With A-Ying here, Wu will be fine."

Qinglan noticed Yu Li's turbulent emotions and offered a soothing remark in a cool voice, which carried an undeniable certainty.

As he finished speaking, he stepped forward to follow the balustrade in front of him. The dappled light and shadow swept across his clean-cut eyebrows and eyes, adding a rare touch of tenderness to his usually aloof expression.

Yu Li lowered her eyes and followed the group towards the Black Crocodile Swamp.

The scenery along the way was shocking.

The once lush jungle is now a vast expanse of dry, black scorched earth.

The cracked ground was covered with ash, and the occasional remains of wild beasts were also found, in a horrifying form after being charred by lava. They would turn into dry bones with the slightest touch, leaving only ashes on the ground.

The wind swept by, raising dust and making the entire jungle seem to be permeated with death, emitting a silent wail.

The group was tense when they left, and returned with an even heavier feeling.

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Black Crocodile Swamp.

With the help of several males, a new bamboo house was built for Yu Li and Wu.

Yu Li is of the metal element. After reinforcing the bamboo house, it exhibits a cold, hard metallic texture, making it look even more sturdy.

On the night she returned, Fuying stayed with Danyue.

Firstly, his bamboo house by the water had just been built; secondly, the little mermaid in her womb was very restless. Whenever she couldn't smell her father's scent, she would churn restlessly in her belly, just like Nezha causing trouble in the sea. Fuying lay on the bamboo bed, and Danyue held her in her arms, her palm pressed against her abdomen, and the restless little life gradually calmed down.

"How long is the gestation period for merfolk?" Fu Ying looked down at her slightly protruding belly, somewhat curious.

In the Beastman Continent, the gestation periods of various races differ greatly, but judging from Dan Yue's humanoid beast form, the gestation period is probably not short.

Dan Yue lowered her eyes to look at her, her silver-blue eyelashes casting a gentle shadow beneath her eyes: "When the cold season arrives and the first snow falls, our cubs should be born."

"The cold season?" Fu Ying was somewhat surprised, her fingertips twirling a strand of pale blue hair. "The rainy season has just ended, and now it's hunting season. So, it'll be a long time before he's born?"

Dan Yue gave a soft "hmm," placing her palm on Fu Ying's lower abdomen, feeling the faint yet tenacious pulse of life within. She then placed a light kiss on Fu Ying's hair: "Mermaid cubs are born with the ability to hunt; they are the most precious gift the sea has given us."

Fu Ying nodded gently, reached out and wrapped her arms around Dan Yue's slender waist, burying her face in his slightly cool neck.

She said, "I wonder if it will be a little male or a little female?"

Dan Yue pulled her closer to her, saying, "No matter what it is, as long as it's your child, I'll love it."

He hugged Fuying tightly, thinking that soon a tiny life would arrive, its tender tail fins fluttering in his arms, and he would take it to the deep sea for its first hunt. A strange warmth welled up in Dan Yue's heart.

He never imagined that he would have such a heartwarming day.

Fuying leaned against Danyue's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and slowly closed her eyes.

His unique, cool aura made her feel very peaceful.

Just as Fu Ying was dozing off, a subtle fluctuation in the space instantly woke her up.

"What's wrong?" Dan Yue noticed that she had woken up and immediately sat up, her light blue eyes flashing with a wary cold light.

Fu Ying did not answer, but simply sat up, flipped her wrist, and the seven-colored eggshell appeared in her hand.

The eggshell, which was originally smooth, now had a fine crack.

Dan Yue's body tensed instantly, and her light blue pupils contracted sharply.

He carefully touched the crack with his fingertips, his voice slightly unsteady: "Is this... about to hatch?"

"It seems so." Fu Ying blinked and placed the eggshell on the soft mattress of the bamboo bed.

She took out the elixir, turned it into a medicinal liquid, and slowly let it seep into the eggshell. The familiar process made the little guy even more active.

The cracks on the eggshell multiplied, spreading like a spider web, with iridescent light swirling around it. With a series of crackling sounds, the eggshell shattered completely.

Fu Ying gazed at the little guy in front of her, her narrow eyes filled with curiosity.

A child as white and tender as a snowball, with glistening mucus still clinging to his arms like lotus root segments. Perhaps because he had been absorbing spiritual medicines frequently while still in his eggshell, the little guy's face was fair and delicate, unlike the wrinkled appearance of a newborn cub.

He was a little male, a very handsome little male.

A full forehead, a delicately sculpted face, very black hair, long eyelashes, eyes not yet open so their color is indiscernible, a perfectly shaped, straight nose, and a slightly parted, rosy mouth emitting a kitten-like sound.

Fu Ying reached out and tapped the little guy's nose; he could tell at a glance that the child was the Marquis of Nightless City.

Aside from his appearance, the butterfly pattern on his cheek was almost identical to that of the Nightless Marquis.

However, when these colorful butterfly patterns were placed on the face of the Nightless Marquis, they had an eerie and captivating beauty, exuding a dangerous charm. But when placed on the soft, chubby face of the cub, they were like embellishments, adding a touch of liveliness and cuteness.

(End of this chapter)