Transmigrating to the Beast World and Raising Cubs with a Black Panther

The black leopard pack stopped in front of the tribe, and the people immediately stepped forward to carry the things they had brought back.

Qing had barely gotten off Yan's back when Xi pounced on him. He was at that clingy age; Xi must have missed him terribly after not seeing him for several days.

Yan was unhappy with the kid's neglect of him, so he used his big, black head to lift Xi up, like a sea lion balancing a ball.

"Beast Father!" Xi flapped her short legs, her arms barely able to hold Yan's head to keep herself from falling.

Yan deliberately teased him, swaying him from side to side, which frightened the cub, making him both angry and flustered. He looked at Qing innocently with his big, watery eyes and said, "Father, look at him!"

Qing knew Yan was sensible, and he was already used to the way the father and son got along. He opened his arms and said gently, "Come on, Xi, jump down, I'll catch you."

Just as Xi was about to jump, Yan turned his head and moved him to the other side.

"!" Xi glared down at Yan, then grabbed at his forehead with her small hand, yelling, "I'll make you bald!"

That force was so strong it seemed it could lift Yan's eyes off his head.

You brat.

Yan naturally returned the favor, with a dashing toss of his head, giving Xi a magical spin.

"Eh!"

Not to be outdone, Xi took a bite out of Yan's head, and after getting a mouthful of fur, he frowned in disgust and spat out several times.

"If you don't put me down, I'll pull your beard!" Xi threatened through gritted teeth, his fingers already touching the edge of the coarse beard.

This scene amused Xing and the others, as it involved the Lu father and son.

Qing patted Yan: "Alright, you two stop fooling around."

Yan threw the object directly from a distance, and Xi was tossed into the bushes, looking fresh and clean.

"Flame!" Qing, having caught nothing, looked helplessly at her partner. "The cubs will get hurt."

"What if he gets so fat and hits your arm?" Yan ran behind the tree, transformed into human form, dressed, and came out, even fixing his handsome hairstyle.

"Father..." Xi Ke, feeling wronged by being called fat, with a few weeds still stuck in her hair, threw herself into Qing's arms. "Can you take care of Yan!"

He was so angry that he stopped calling his father "beast father".

Yan showed no remorse whatsoever and even added insult to injury with the comment: "Meat leopard."

Xi leaned on Qing's shoulder and pouted at Yan: "You stinky leopard!"

Yan, with a shameless grin, grabbed Qing's hand: "Your cub is bullying me!"

Xi, sticking out her chubby little legs, kicked Yan: "I want a different beastly father!"

"You dare!" Yan threatened him, "I'm going to get a different cub."

"Alright, alright." Qing thought they were being childish; she had to appease the younger one first, and then she'd have to appease the older one too.

This side is facing off, while the other side is quite peaceful.

Unlike Xi, Jue is not as free-spirited and unrestrained. She has long been accustomed to hiding her emotions, so even if she is happy, it will not be too obvious on her face.

He walked up to Bai Ze, looked up, and called out, "Father."

Bai Ze bent down and patted the child's head: "Have you been eating well these past few days?"

Jue nodded. He wasn't a picky eater, but every time he ate, he would miss the food his father made.

"Father, you don't look well." The child frowned, somewhat worried.

Bai Ze was both touched and gratified to find that Jue had observed things so carefully. He cupped Jue's fair face in his hands and smiled, saying, "It's because your father misses you so much that he can't even eat."

The sudden words stunned the child.

Two seconds later, Jue lowered her eyes shyly, pursed her lips, and her earlobes visibly turned red.

His expression was just like Mo's, a serious and shy one.

Bai Ze was charmed by her cuteness and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

Jue's pupils suddenly dilated, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Then, her originally fair face turned bright red, like a batch of hawthorn jam.

Mo walked over, his gaze falling on the spot on Jue's face where Bai Ze had kissed her, his expression unreadable, before looking away after a moment.

The child stood there for a long time, as if stunned by the kiss.

"Let's go." Bai Ze was amused by Jue's appearance, took his little hand, and followed the crowd into the tribe.

The child secretly touched his face, then looked at his palms, and his heart seemed to be beating faster.

Upon entering the tribe, Mo Xian took Bai Ze to find the Great Shaman.

The great shaman looked at it and then asked Bai Ze what he had been eating recently.

Mo explained it in great detail.

The shaman examined it and said it was nothing serious, only advising the patient to eat less cold food in the future.

The medical system in this world is very primitive. Zhao is considered a relatively powerful shaman, but the medicines he can develop are very limited, only suitable for stopping bleeding from common external injuries and treating minor colds and fevers.

Moreover, most herbal discoveries are based on trial and error, and the boundaries of their therapeutic applications are not clearly defined.

It's normal to endure minor illnesses and die from major ones.

In general, if the body can recover on its own, then there's nothing to worry about.

In the center of the tribe was a large bonfire, piled high, with a ring of stones placed around the outside.

People carried the freshly slaughtered animals and placed them on the stone slabs beside them. A pile of trimmed branches was stacked up, and fresh fruits and vegetables were on the leaves. There were several stoves, and the stone pots were huge, with steam rising from them.

The beastmen were half-naked, their bodies painted with various colors, forming lines that exuded a wild aura, and they wore sharp animal teeth around their necks.

The beastmen also wore many ornaments around their necks, shiny stones, and various flowers and beautiful feathers in their hair.

Bai Ze felt as if he were in a movie world, where everything was so primitive and full of unique features, leaving him dazzled.

I have doubted the reality of everything around me more than once.

It's so dreamy.

He asked curiously, "What day is it today? Why is it so lively?"

"A bonfire party." Xing took the flowers handed to her by the other sub-beastmen and pinned them in Bai Ze's hair. "The tribe holds one every year after the long journey to gather resources before the cold wave season."

Bai Ze touched the flower; this was the first time he had ever worn it, and he didn't know what it looked like.

Xi Hejue ran to the other side and soon returned with a large bouquet of flowers. Blue, purple, pink... each flower looked carefully selected, blooming beautifully and freshly.

Bai Ze was surprised to find so many flowers in this season. He smelled them and found the fragrance to be subtle and not overpowering.

Xing volunteered, "Qing, Bai Ze, let me put them on for you. I guarantee they'll look beautiful!"

Bai Ze noticed the soft, slender vines nearby and immediately had an idea. He blinked and said, "I'll teach you how to make flower wreaths."

"wreath?"

"Okay, okay!"

Bai Ze vomited several times at noon, his stomach felt empty, and he didn't have the energy to join the crowd. So he found a place to sit, sat cross-legged, leaned against a stone, and started weaving vines and flowers.

Qing and Xing learned very quickly, and the two cubs were also quite good. Before long, they followed Bai Ze's steps and wove one circular wreath after another.

Xi exclaimed excitedly, "So beautiful!"

"Wow~" Xing was overjoyed when she saw the finished product.

He really went all out with the flowers, so many that they covered up the vines, but the colors were harmonious and suited him very well.

Coupled with her bright smile, she exudes a confident and flamboyant beauty.

After Xi put it on, she happily took Jue for a walk, attracting a lot of attention, and the other cubs kept asking her questions.

Xi proudly raised her little face: "Father made it for us."

Upon hearing this, the cubs hurried to find their adoptive father.

Many of the sub-beastmen were pestered by their own cubs, coming over to learn from Bai Ze and the others how to weave flower wreaths.

Soon, almost every orc and cub in the tribe was wearing one on their head.

After Mo and the others helped divide up the things they brought back, when they returned, they found two more headscarves on their heads for no apparent reason.

An unexpected match, a tough guy becoming shy.

Xingbian's copy was originally intended for Chen, but Li beat him to it and took it. Before Chen could even speak, Li smiled at Xing and expressed his gratitude in a very enthusiastic manner.

The compliments kept coming, making Xing too embarrassed to ask for them back.

Looking at Mo and Yan, who were dressed in full protective gear, Si tossed them several packets of natural paint: "Hurry up and paint on them."

Bai Ze asked curiously, "What is this?"

Xing: "This is one of our ways of celebrating. It's said that painting patterns on them makes the orcs more ferocious."

Yan quickly took off his shirt, opened his arms, and said to Qing, "Come on."

Qing first dipped her fingers in black and white ink, then skillfully applied several streaks to his body.