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

As soon as the snow stopped, the sky cleared up, and the yellowish-white sun hung overhead, but it was still very cold, and the biting wind chilled our faces.

With each step, the snow crunched underfoot. Mo Lu passed through Yan's cave and knocked on the door.

Yan seemed to have just gotten out of bed, her clothes not even properly on, her collar wide open, and you could vaguely see the deep and shallow bite marks on her shoulders.

"I'm leaving." Mo looked away, turned around, and his breath immediately turned into white mist as he spoke.

"Hey, you look pretty handsome today." Yan followed up, reaching out to touch Mo's outer robe. "Did Bai Ze make you clothes again?"

Mo rarely spoke up, saying, "It was done a long time ago."

"You only dared to wear this out today?"

"thick."

"If Qing made this garment for me, I would wear it out even during the rainy season and wander around the tribe a few times."

Speaking of Qing, Yan began to reminisce about last night. Without Xi in the middle, they were able to let loose and had several rounds of intense fun, which greatly enhanced their relationship.

Having tasted the sweetness, he grinned and approached Mo, saying, "Brother, I have a favor to ask you. Let Xi stay at your place for a few more days."

Mo didn't turn his head: "Mm."

"So agreeable?" Yan was quite surprised, then deeply moved. "Thanks!"

The snow was quite deep, and luckily they had long legs, so they could barely walk by pulling themselves up one step at a time.

Si, Ye, and Meng had already arrived in the cave next to the tribal square, and other orcs were also arriving one after another.

Before Mo even stepped inside, he attracted several gazes. He continued forward as if unaware, until he reached the cave entrance, where he bent down and patted the snowflakes that had splashed onto his clothes.

The crowd surrounded Mo Tuan, their envy evident in their expressions.

"Mo, your robe is really beautiful!"

"The style is nice, and the color is beautiful too."

"Hey, this... looks like a snow wolf pelt."

"Did Bai Ze make this for you?"

"How was the fur sewn on the collar?"

……

Mo stood there, motionless, letting everyone stare at him, like an exhibit in a museum.

But this exhibit seems to be in a very good mood.

The clan chief smiled and said, "No wonder Bai Ze only wanted a few snow wolf pelts that day; it turns out he wanted to make clothes for you."

A chorus of "Oh," "I see," and "I knew it" came from the surrounding area.

Lu: "Mo, Bai Ze is so good to you."

"Mm." Mo nodded in agreement.

Yan: "How is Bai Ze so amazing? He cooks delicious food and makes beautiful clothes!"

"Exactly, exactly! She's beautiful and has a great personality!"

Mo found the words praising Bai Ze to be very pleasant to hear, and his expression became calm and relaxed.

The high shaman approached: "How is Bai Ze?"

Mo sincerely expressed his gratitude and then replied, "Your medicine is very effective; Bai Ze is recovering quite well."

"By the way, did he give his opinion on my medicine?" The Great Shaman was eager to get feedback on the medicine he had developed, especially from Bai Ze, who knew a lot about it.

Zhao even thought that next time he was making medicine, he could bring Bai Ze along. Maybe they could create some kind of "miracle medicine" and make a name for themselves in history throughout the entire Beast God Continent.

Mo recalled Bai Ze's "distorted" expression when he drank the medicine, but out of respect for the Great Shaman, he still replied, "Very good."

Zhao was overjoyed, even more convinced of his own talent, and proudly raised an eyebrow at Si.

When Bai Ze woke up, he felt like his body was falling apart. If he were a robot, there would probably be parts scattered all over the floor by now.

I can't lift my arms, it's difficult to straighten my legs, and my lower back is sore.

His throat was very dry and his lips were wrinkled. Bai Ze subconsciously licked them, but couldn't help but hiss because of the broken corner of his mouth.

The image of him burrowing into bed with his head down last night involuntarily flashed through my mind, along with the bulging veins on the back of his dark hand and his deep breathing...

Bai Ze covered his face, his face flushed red; he had really gone mad yesterday.

When he lifted the covers and his gaze fell upon his own body, he was utterly dumbfounded.

Mo bites everywhere—chest, stomach, inner thighs, calves, ankles… as if marking territory, wanting to leave its mark on every part of its body.

And then there's my stomach... it's so hard to digest...

Jue's voice came from outside the door: "Father, are you awake?"

"Almost done." Bai Ze got off the bed shakily, put on his clothes layer by layer, took two tentative steps, and breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he wasn't crippled.

Because Jue and Xi were playing outside, their heads got covered in snow, and their hair was all wet when they turned into human form.

The two children were drying their hair while heating up food and preparing medicine for Bai Ze.

Before leaving, Mo specifically instructed Xi and Jue to make sure Bai Ze drank the medicine.

"You slept in today, huh?" Xi said with a smile, pulling Bai Ze to sit down at the table.

The stone bench, which had been covered with animal hide by ink at some point, wasn't very cold.

Jue ladled out the porridge, and next to it was the familiar gray-green herbal medicine.

After finishing his porridge, Bai Ze, under the watchful eyes of the two children, grimaced as he swallowed the medicinal soup.

After staying in the cave for a while, Xi couldn't wait any longer and dragged Jue to come outside to play in the snow.

Bai Ze stood at the entrance of the cave and looked out. The sun was shining brightly, and everything was covered in a white blanket of snow. The untouched snow looked like thick cream.

He rubbed his hands together and followed them out.

The snow was very thick. The two little black leopards pounced in, only their backs showing, and they moved forward as if they were swimming in shallow water in the snow.

Bai Ze bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a small snowball, and called out, "Jue, Xi."

Two round, fluffy heads suddenly popped out of the snow: "Awoo~"

Xi Hejue flapped his short legs and started walking towards Bai Ze.

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Let's have a snowball fight."

Jue stood up on his two legs, Xi's front paws were on top of him, and his head, which was folded together, tilted slightly: "Awoo?"

Bai Ze was completely charmed by its cuteness and tossed the little snowball over: "Like this."

The snow was soft and the snowballs were small, so they scattered as soon as they landed on me.

It was the first time the two children had played like this, so they quickly went back inside, put on their clothes, and then, imitating Bai Ze, started making snowballs with their little hands.

The two children, one big and two small, started making a ruckus outside the cave, their laughter audible from afar.

When they got tired of playing, Bai Ze taught them how to build a snowman. It had a big belly and a small head, red dates for eyes, stones for mouth, and branches for arms. Xi even gave it his hat and gave it a kiss on the face.

The two children, munching on dried persimmons, squatted next to the snowman, looking at it again and again, overjoyed.

After the chieftain finished discussing the hunting plans with Si and the others, the beastmen began clearing snow in the tribe.

During cold waves, snow comes in bursts with intervals, so the roads still need to be repaired, otherwise they will be difficult to travel on.