Chapter 302 - 300

Chapter 302: Chapter 300

The name "Huang Ziyue" was like a brand, making Shen Yue’s heart tremble.

Her lips were captured by his, and his large hands roamed, slipping naughtily into her dress.

As he teased her, every muscle in Shen Yue’s body trembled as if shocked by electricity...

After all, the man had experience now; he knew exactly where her body was most sensitive...

Just like last time, he didn’t hesitate to kneel before her, giving her the most exquisite experience.

Soon, Shen Yue could no longer resist, succumbing to his fierce assault.

...

The sensual atmosphere in the cave had yet to dissipate when the morning mist crept into the streets and alleys of Barbaric City.

Huang Ziyue walked back into the courtyard with an arm around Shen Yue’s waist, his steps unsteady. Even the drooping corners of his dark red cloak seemed to exude a hint of weariness.

His usual cold, intimidating aura was greatly diminished. There were pale blue shadows under his eyes, and his lips were paler than usual. He looked as if most of his vitality had been drained away, leaving him utterly exhausted.

Shen Yue, however, was the complete opposite. After a night of passion, not only was she not tired, but she felt a pleasant sensation flowing through all her meridians. She was refreshed and invigorated.

Even the soreness from days of toiling in the fields had vanished without a trace. Her eyes were bright, as if bathed in morning dew.

She raised a hand to tidy her slightly messy hair, catching a glimpse of Huang Ziyue’s back in her peripheral vision. He was walking a few beats slower than usual. Her heart felt both soft and curious...

’Every time I’m intimate with him, I feel more vibrant, while he seems to have lost a great deal of his vital energy. I still can’t figure out the reason for this strange situation.’

’It’s as if I’ve drained him dry!’

’Could it be that because Huang Ziyue is, after all, five hundred years old, he just can’t handle it?’

’Or maybe his movements last night were too vigorous and he threw out his back?’

The courtyard was quiet. The morning breeze blew past the window lattice, carrying the sounds of the little cubs’ even breathing from inside the house.

However, there was still no sign of Mu Silin or Ye Lüqi.

Shen Yue frowned, the doubt in her heart growing heavier.

’A Beastman’s heat is hard to endure, but both of them went to suppress it alone. Even if they took care of it themselves, they should have been finished and back by now, right?’

’It’s already dawn and there’s still no sign of them. Could something have happened?’

’Or... are they not done yet?’

Just as she was about to step out to look for them, her wrist was grasped by Huang Ziyue’s cool hand.

The man’s voice was slightly hoarse, tinged with a lingering languor and dominance:

"Don’t go. They’re fine."

Shen Yue looked back. Although there was weariness in his eyes, they were still clear. He was obviously certain that the two of them were unharmed.

She stopped, half-convinced, her gaze sweeping over the empty courtyard gate. She couldn’t help but mutter:

"No matter how slow they are, they should be back by now. They couldn’t have spent the whole night out there, could they?"

’Wouldn’t their hands be rubbed raw?’

The words had barely left her lips when two sets of somewhat disheveled footsteps sounded from outside the gate.

Mu Silin was the first to walk in. His dark green beast eyes were bloodshot, and his usually neat hair was stuck messily to his temples.

His clothes were stained with morning dew and bits of grass. He exuded an air of exhaustion that came from extreme self-restraint, and he even swayed slightly as he walked.

He had clearly endured the torment of his heat through sheer willpower.

Ye Lüqi, who followed behind him, was in no better shape. The feverish heat in his turquoise eyes had faded, leaving only fatigue.

His handsome, striking face was pale with a lingering flush. His collar was open, his chest rising and falling gently... His usual arrogance had been completely worn away. He, too, was clearly exhausted from the ordeal.

As soon as the two entered the courtyard and met Shen Yue’s gaze, they both looked away in unison, the tips of their ears turning red, too embarrassed to look at her directly.

Seeing their state, Shen Yue instantly understood, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

’So these two Beastmen, too proud to lose face, actually just toughed it out all night?’

’They didn’t even take matters into their own hands?’

She was both amused and exasperated. Just as she was about to say something...

Mu Silin scratched his head and broke the awkward silence with his gruff voice:

"I-I’ll go make breakfast for everyone!" After speaking, he turned and fled towards the kitchen as if escaping.

Ye Lüqi also kept a straight face and tossed out a line,

"I’m going to check the fields on Bright Mountain." He then hurried out of the courtyard, his retreating figure a picture of flustered embarrassment.

Shen Yue couldn’t help the twitch at her lips as she watched the two of them flee in disarray.

She turned to the still-listless Huang Ziyue and poked his cool cheek.

"You knew they were just toughing it out all along, didn’t you?"

Huang Ziyue smoothly caught her hand. A faint smile appeared in his eyes, adding a touch of gentleness to his weariness.

"They’re proud and refuse to bow their heads. They just needed to endure it."

He paused, his fingertips stroking her palm as he spoke in a low voice, "Only I... I just want to depend on you."

The morning light shone into the courtyard, falling on their clasped hands with a gentle warmth.

But a dark figure hidden in the alley outside the courtyard froze, his fingertips digging deep into his palm.

Yun Lie Ting, concealed in the shadows, had taken in the entire scene in the courtyard.

Shen Yue’s smiling eyes, the undisguised adoration in Huang Ziyue’s gaze, and the embarrassed restraint of Mu Silin and Ye Lüqi—they were like a series of fine needles stabbing into his heart.

He watched the woman being cherished by three peerless Beastmen, saw her enveloped in affection, and then recalled the scene from yesterday at the foot of Bright Mountain where thousands revered her. The crack in his heart widened a little more.

’Just how many secrets is that woman, the one I once hated to the bone, hiding?’

’These men are no simple characters. Even though I’ve lived in the forest my whole life and rarely entered cities...’

’...I still know of Mu Silin, the Great General of the Black Panther Royal Family from Muxue City. And Ye Lüqi, the arrogant Golden Lion King of Golden West Mountain.’

’And that one... the mysterious King of Flood Dragons, Huang Ziyue!’

’Every single one of them is a figure on the Beast World Continent who could make the very ground shake with a single stomp...’

’But now, I see them all revolving around that venomous woman from my memories...’

’And even cherishing her so dearly!’

In the courtyard, Shen Yue released Huang Ziyue’s hand, planning to take out chicken, duck, and fish from her storage space to make a hot breakfast for the six little cubs who would be clamoring for food as soon as they woke up.

After they ate and drank their fill, she would lead all the city’s people to Bright Mountain to sow seeds, beginning an era of cultivation that Barbaric City had never seen before.

But just as she and Huang Ziyue were about to turn around, two panicked and urgent shouts came from outside the courtyard gate. The voices, thick with deep guilt, drifted straight into the yard.

"Benefactor A Yue! We beg for your mercy! We’ve come to atone for our sins!"

Startled, Shen Yue turned to look at the courtyard entrance.

She saw two Beastman commoners dressed in coarse cloth, anxiously pulling along their young daughters, who stood with heads bowed and bodies trembling.

They stood outside the gate with backs bent, looking terrified of being blamed.

Huang Ziyue instinctively took half a step forward, shielding Shen Yue behind him. A faint, cold light flashed through his dark red eyes.

It was his habitual, protective gesture.

Shen Yue gently patted his arm, signaling for him to relax. She stepped forward and spoke in a gentle voice:

"There’s no need for such formalities. What happened? Speak slowly."

The face of the leading Beastman flushed red. He shot a harsh glare at his weeping daughter beside him.

Then he hurriedly cupped his hands in a salute to Shen Yue, his voice filled with self-reproach:

"Benefactress! It’s all our fault for failing to discipline her properly! Last night, this girl saw General Mu find an empty room. Knowing he was in his heat, she lost her senses and rushed in, trying to offer herself to him! Not only did she disturb the lord, but Lord Mu, in his fury, accidentally knocked her away, and she nearly lost her life!"

The other commoner also quickly kowtowed, his voice trembling:

"And my daughter, too! She was foolishly overconfident and set her sights on the Golden Lion King, who was suppressing his heat in a corner. She insisted on getting close to curry favor and was harshly warned by Lord Ye Lüqi. She was so scared she nearly lost her soul! When we learned of this this morning, we wished we could beat these two foolish girls to death. We’ve brought them here to apologize to you and the two lords, to be punished as you see fit, Benefactress!"

The two young women were already terrified and crying uncontrollably.

With a THUD, they fell to their knees and kowtowed repeatedly, their voices choked with sobs. "Benefactor A Yue, we were wrong! We’ll never do it again..."

After listening, Shen Yue was stunned. A complex, indescribable feeling instantly washed over her.

She had originally thought that Mu Silin and Ye Lüqi had endured the whole night simply because they were too proud, refusing to ask for help or use the simplest method of relief.

But she never would have imagined that at the peak of their heat—the moment when they were most likely to lose their minds and had the least self-control...

...these two usually untamable Beastmen, when faced with a willing female, had not taken advantage of the situation. Instead, on the verge of losing control, they had desperately clung to their last shred of sanity.

They had pushed the women away and warned them off, choosing to endure a torment like being burned alive rather than touch any female other than her.

One must understand that in the Beast World, a Beastman’s heat was not governed by reason. Instinct far outweighed logic. Many Beastmen would act recklessly at such times, seeking only release.

Yet Mu Silin and Ye Lüqi, in that moment of unbearable agony, had managed to remain steadfast in their devotion to her, not crossing the line in the slightest.

Shen Yue gazed toward the kitchen, then toward the road to Bright Mountain. Her heart felt as if it were gently enveloped by a warm tide, both soft and scalding hot.

She quickly stepped forward and helped the kneeling commoners and their daughters to their feet one by one. There wasn’t a trace of anger in her eyes, only gentleness and understanding. "All of you, please rise. I don’t blame you for this, nor do I blame the two girls."

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe their ears.

Shen Yue said softly, "Beastmen in their heat are inherently dangerous. By approaching them rashly, they not only disturbed the two lords but also put themselves in danger. Just remember this lesson in the future and don’t be so reckless again."

As she spoke, the feeling in her heart deepened.

’So this is what it feels like to be cherished and placed at the very center of someone’s heart.’

’They are even willing to restrain their instincts for me.’

Meanwhile, Yun Lie Ting, hidden in the shadows of the alley, took it all in. He felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, frozen to the spot and unable to move.

Having lived for several hundred years, he knew better than anyone how terrifying a Beastman’s heat was. It was an instinct carved into their very bones and blood, fundamentally irresistible.

Yet Mu Silin and Ye Lüqi, kings of two great royal families, had managed to resist that instinct for Shen Yue’s sake, rejecting females who offered themselves freely.

And looking at Shen Yue, not only did she not blame the two offending girls, but she was gentle and forgiving, her expression full of tolerance.

The light radiating from the woman he had once deemed venomous was now so bright he could hardly open his eyes.

The last shred of paranoid hatred in his heart shattered with a CRASH, completely collapsing.

He watched