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

The contours of each muscle look as if they have been sculpted with a chisel, every inch exuding a sense of power.

Coupled with bold and vibrant brushstrokes, it possesses a wild charm and allure.

Bai Ze was stunned. Was this racial talent?

In modern times, it would be difficult to achieve this kind of result without spending two or three years in the gym.

When Qing Tu moved to the front, Yan deliberately tensed his chest muscles, and even trembled when Qing Tu touched him with his fingers.

Yan raised an eyebrow: "How is it? Does it feel good?"

"Be serious." Qing pinched him and sped up the application.

Seeing Bai Ze's gaze drawn to Yan, Mo's golden eyes darkened. He took two steps toward Bai Ze and took off his animal skin coat.

The next second, a lean, half-naked body appeared in Bai Ze's eyes.

Her chest muscles are full but not overly prominent, her arm muscles have a smooth, defined line, her abs are firm and toned, and her V-line extends clearly from top to bottom, making her very sexy.

Bai Ze couldn't take his eyes off it and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

That perfect figure...

Mo seemed oblivious to the intense gaze, silently grabbing a handful of paint with his fingers and smearing it haphazardly on his chest and lower back.

Compared to Yan's body, it looked particularly sloppy.

He seemed unable to reach the back area, his movements were particularly awkward, and he appeared to be struggling.

Even Bai Ze couldn't stand it anymore and tentatively asked, "How about... I help you apply it?"

Mo walked straight up to him and stood very close: "Okay."

A wild, hormonal aura wafted over him, causing Bai Ze's heart to race uncontrollably and his breathing to become erratic.

He looked away from Mo's eyes and asked Qing, "Are there any requirements for applying this?"

"No, as long as there's a trace of color, that's fine."

Bai Ze nodded.

He first grabbed a handful of black flesh, his warm fingertips touching the lean, muscular muscles, and gently stroking them.

This feel!

Bai Ze's eyes shone brightly, his envious and excited expression impossible to hide.

"Apply it to the top too." Mo calmly took Bai Ze's hand and pressed it against his chest.

So bouncy and chewy.

Heaven knows how much effort Bai Ze put in to resist the urge to pinch her cheeks.

He quickly grabbed a handful of white and red paint, trying to distract himself by doing something.

Mo was tall, and the two stood face to face, so close that he could clearly see Bai Ze's trembling eyelashes and his flushed cheeks.

Bai Ze's skin was very tender, and Mo suddenly had an impulse to press that beautiful face against his chest.

He would tremble and struggle, looking at me with eyes like a frightened little beast, innocent and pitiful.

If he doesn't get a response, he'll open his moist lips and weakly call his own name.

Mo wanted to hold him down tightly, to make him resist, and to leave several vicious bite marks on his chest.

That's much prettier than these paints.

Bai Ze was annoyed by his earlier wild thoughts, so he painted even more diligently, and thoughtfully matched the colors according to modern aesthetics.

Mo stood ramrod straight, his expression too serious for anyone to know what "perverted" thoughts were swirling in his mind.

In just a short while, Bai Ze had smeared himself until his face was flushed red. He had never before thought that any man's body could be so...

It's like magic, captivating your gaze.

Bai Ze felt it was about time, withdrew his burning hand, and asked Mo, "How is it? Is there anything else we need to do?"

Mo nodded: "Very good."

A huge bonfire in the center of the tribe was lit, and the blazing fire instantly illuminated the dark night. People began to cheer, and the atmosphere became exceptionally lively.

Several older orcs began to sing, their voices seemingly bursting from their throats, deep and powerful.

Although Bai Ze couldn't understand the lyrics, he was captivated by the primal wildness conveyed in the melody.

More and more people joined in, and the mysterious and captivating singing, like that of Qinqiang opera, lingered in the air.

The people in the tribe began to dance around the central bonfire. There was no set pattern or rhythm, but it exuded a natural harmony and enthusiasm.

Bai Ze was completely shocked by the sight.

Because Bai Ze wasn't feeling well on the way back, Xing and the others didn't insist on having him join them.

Instead, they turned their attention to Mo, laughing and joking, "Mo, come on, let's jump together!"

Before Mo could refuse, Yan and Li "kidnapped" him.

It seems to be a natural talent; the Black Panther Orcs' dances are all very powerful, more like they are performing some kind of ritual.

In the firelight, the ink, painted with color, reveals clearly defined muscle blocks, each exertion and extension exuding a wildness.

With the elegance and composure of a black panther, it was as if a mountain god had descended.

Bai Ze was engrossed in watching when he heard a voice from beside him.

"Brother, want some?" Bai Qing came over with a few skewers of grilled meat. Although he forced a smile, his lips were stiff.

Bai Qing, who was forced by Yuan to come and curry favor with him, was full of resentment, but he could not show it and could only grit his teeth in silence.

Bai Ze didn't think he would be so kind, so he glanced at it indifferently and didn't take it.

"What? Afraid I'll poison you?" Bai Qing smirked.

Bai Ze: "Mm."

"..." Bai Qing didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

"We're family." Bai Qing sat down, trying to maintain a friendly demeanor. "You haven't been home in a long time."

"Don't you feel disgusted saying that?" Bai Ze's gaze fell into the distance, too lazy to chat with him. "Please don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Bai Qing gritted her teeth: "Beast Father and the others want you to go home and visit."

"I'm not going."

Why?

"In no mood."

Bai Qing couldn't keep up the pretense any longer: "What exactly did we do to you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Bai Ze scoffed. "Where's your face?"

"Do you look like a family?"

"Hypocritical, selfish, and greedy."

Bai Qing's face instantly turned cold, and she glared at him angrily: "Don't go too far."

"Who do you think you are?"

"Don't we still need ink to live?"

Bai Ze asked calmly, "Are you envious?"

"Envious? Me, envious of you?" Bai Qing's voice suddenly turned sharp, as if she had heard something ridiculous. "Are you out of your mind?"

Seeing that he was agitated, Bai Ze suddenly asked, "You did what happened that day, didn't you?"

Bai Qing was taken aback, and almost instinctively retorted, "What does it have to do with me that you were bitten by a snake?"

Bai Ze hadn't expected him to actually get the information out of him. His gaze was scrutinizing: "Did I say what it was about?"

"What else is there besides this?" Bai Qing asked, feigning composure.

"Keep pretending."

Bai Qing, clutching the meat skewer, asked, "Do you have any proof?"

"no."

Bai Qing visibly relaxed, his tone even carrying a hint of sarcasm: "Then don't slander people so easily."

"Oh," Bai Ze replied casually, slowly kicking the stone next to him closer.

Bai Qing was somewhat surprised by Bai Ze's attitude, and even confused.

However, just as he was about to leave, a leg suddenly stretched out in front of him the instant he lifted his foot.

"Ah!" Bai Qing was completely caught off guard and screamed as she fell face-first to the ground.

My palms, elbows, and knees are burning with pain.

Bai Qing winced in pain, then suddenly looked up, glaring fiercely at Bai Ze: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Bai Ze placed his hand on his leg, which he had already withdrawn, and asked innocently, "Do you have any evidence?"

"You—" Bai Qing trembled with anger.

This place was already some distance from the fire, and it was dark, so everyone was gathered in the middle and no one would notice.

Even if someone catches a glimpse, it's just someone who's been sitting for a long time stretching their legs.

It was all an accident.