"Ancestor, logically speaking, Third-Order Fierce Beasts all have fairly long lifespans. Those that live beyond two hundred years are everywhere." Wang Shouzhe still had some doubts about this matter. "How can you be certain this was Huahua's mother?"
What he feared most was that the family would pour vast sums into this Fire Spirit Vein, only for the great tiger not to be dead. Once it discovered its nest had been occupied, trouble was inevitable.
An adult Third-Order tiger Fierce Beast possessed intelligence and combat power not to be underestimated.
"Shouzhe, look. This tiger skeleton was curled up within the fire pool. Its left leg bone and ribs have multiple fractures, while two sections in the middle of its spinal bones have been crushed to powder." Ancestor Longyan explained calmly. "One can infer that it was wounded in battle and, when its injuries would not heal and its life force was about to fade, it voluntarily entered the fire pool to cremate itself."
"Furthermore, its pelvic cavity shows that it was an adult tigress, and that cavity is open. Clearly, it died not long after giving birth." Ancestor Longyan judged. "And this fire pool is quite hot. If this had happened long ago, the bones could not possibly have remained so intact."
Wang Shouzhe sighed inwardly. An ancestor truly was an ancestor—she had gone out, attended the Academy, and seen the world. Naturally, she was vastly experienced and knowledgeable.
"Awoo, awoo." The little tiger Huahua seemed quite spiritual and appeared to sense something of this matter. It pounced into Wang Lici's arms, looking listless.
"Ancestor, she's so pitiful. She died after giving birth to Huahua." Wang Lici sighed. "I've decided. I'll definitely treat Huahua well."
"Awoo, awoo." Huahua perked up considerably and rubbed her head against Wang Lici several times.