You Snake Spirit, You Actually Seduced Me

In the forest, Ling went wild on the beasts in his beast form. Before long, beasts lay sprawled all around him.

Afterward, he shifted into his half-beast form and punched a giant tree. He hated himself for being too weak.

That was why other males dared bully his mate right in front of him. If he were at the eighth or tenth tier, who would dare lay a hand on her?

Feng Rumeng patiently explained to Jianyue, Batu, and Hu Yun how to eat fish. In truth, the fish in the beast world were big and plump, their meat delicious, and they had no stray bones. As long as one paid a little attention while eating, there was no problem.

Batu was skeptical.

"Before Ling and I became mates, I often went to the river to catch Baibai Beasts to eat," Feng Rumeng said with a smile. "They really are delicious."

Batu grilled one himself and ate it the way Feng Rumeng had described, spitting out any hard bones he encountered.

He said in disbelief, "Jianyue, it's true. Baibai Beast meat is very tender and has a faint sweetness."

Jianyue took a bite, and the savory flavor of the meat filled her mouth. "Rumeng, you're right," she said, then took another bite.

"Once we're back at the tribe, I'll make Baibai Beast ball soup for you," Feng Rumeng said without hesitation.

Jianyue nodded with her mouth full.

Hu Yun, who had been absorbed in eating meat beside them, looked at Feng Rumeng. Before the cold season, when Hu Feng, Batu, and the others returned from the trading day, she hadn't come back to the tribe with them, and no one had even said what had happened.

In the days that followed, no one had collected her share of the tribe's meat for her.

When he patrolled the tribe before the cold wave, he hadn't caught her scent either. Everyone had thought the female had died outside.

It wasn't until the day of the flower season, when Ling came to the tribe to become her mate, that he learned she was still alive.

He had never understood why she could make a cold-blooded beastman like Ling come to her of his own accord.

Though Ling was only at the third tier, snake beasts were naturally powerful. They could trounce opponents of the same tier, and it was common for them to hunt and kill those above their own tier. Besides, Ling was a madman. Before the cold season, he had even thrown Lan, a female of the snake tribe, off a cliff.

At that thought, he finished the roasted beast leg in a few bites and headed into the forest.

When he found Ling, Ling was leaning against a tree with his arms folded. Seeing Li approach, Ling asked flatly, "Need something?"

"No," Hu Yun said, leaning against another tree.

Ling glanced sidelong at Hu Yun. He would soon advance to the next tier, and with his shedding as well, he would have to leave for at least three months.

Her first beast husband, the fox beastman, had never appeared. Once Ling left, there would be no one to look after his mate.

Of the beasts he knew, Hu Yun was the only fifth-tier beastman who hadn't taken a mate. Ling didn't care whether a beast was disabled; strength came first.

"Is there something on my face?" Hu Yun asked.

"Is there a female you like?" Ling asked casually.

Hu Yun asked in return, "You? Don't tell me you want me to be your mate's beast husband?"

Ling's expression froze for a moment, then he said seriously, "Yes."

Hu Yun: "..."

I shouldn't have asked!

Though that female was a little dark-skinned, her personality wasn't unpleasant.

"Does she know you're looking for a beast husband for her?"

Ling's purple eyes flickered. The fact that Hu Yun hadn't refused outright meant there was a chance. "I'll tell her."

Hu Yun pondered it. He had originally planned to leave the tribe and travel far away after advancing to the sixth tier in the hot season. If he took a mate, would the female be willing to leave with him?

Ling looked at the silent Hu Yun. "Hu Yun, after you become Rumeng's mate, you'll discover that she's wonderful, unlike anyone else."

Hu Yun turned it over in his mind. "I, I..."

"This sort of thing has to be voluntary. I'll give you ten days," Ling said evenly.

By the stream, after everyone had eaten their fill, Jianyue said she was sleepy and went back with Batu to the cave they had found for the time being.

Feng Ru took a deep breath. Ling should have finished venting by now, shouldn't he? Fighting was in beastmen's nature, but Ling was at the third tier and Hu Feng was at the fifth. Even if Batu didn't fight, what about Hu Chun? She didn't want Ling to add new injuries to his old ones.

When Feng Ru found Ling, he was still talking with Hu Yun. She didn't go over to disturb them, instead leaning against a tree and looking up at the canopy overhead. A few birds flew past, and she watched them in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" Ling appeared beside her.

"Sweetheart," Feng Rumeng said, her voice rising slightly at the end as she wrapped both arms around his neck.

Hearing her call him that, Ling gently pinched her cheek and kissed the corner of her lips. "After we return to the tribe and rest for a few days, will you come with me to the Green Snake Tribe to see Mother?"

"Sure! I really want to meet Mother too. What does she like? I'll make some preparations," Feng Rumeng asked excitedly.

Ling held her close. "You don't need to bring anything. You're the best gift."

Feng Rumeng gave him a coquettish thump. "Tell me about the snake tribe. I want to learn their customs so I don't make a blunder when we meet."

"All right." Ling cradled her in his arms like a child, telling her all about the snake tribe as he walked.

When they reached the river, Feng Ru climbed down from Ling's arms and squatted by the bank to wash up. Ling shifted into his beast form and rolled around in the water a few times.

After he came out, the two prepared to head to the cave. As soon as they spotted its entrance, they saw Jianyue and her mate engaged in an in-depth discussion.

Feng Rumeng's eyes had just lit up when Ling hurriedly covered them and carried her away. He didn't stop until they could no longer hear the sounds.

Feng Rumeng pursed her lips. Ling ran a finger over the tip of her nose. "You little lustful beast."

Feng Rumeng reached for her abdominal muscles. "I'm going to have a good feel later."

Ling gave a crooked smile. "All right."

He pressed her hand against his abdomen. Feng Rumeng's expression didn't change as her fingers slid downward, following the line of his V-cut...

"Little Meng'er, if you're going to touch," Ling said, his voice turning hoarse, "then touch all the way."

Feng Rumeng pulled her hand away with a little huff and instantly used her nano wire to climb the tree. "You snake spirit, you actually seduced me."

Ling looked up at her, his eyes dark, and leaped up after her.

In the shadow of a giant tree not far away, Hu Yun saw what had happened. His blue eyes narrowed. That female clearly had no tier, so how had she gotten up there?

Up in the giant tree, Feng Rumeng took out a tent and set it on a thick branch. Ling stared at it.

Feng Rumeng spread out a mat, took out a beast-hide quilt, and lay down inside. "This is called a tent. It can be used in a pinch when there's no cave."

Ling lay down and wrapped his arms around her, pulling the beast hide over them. He stared at the tent ceiling in a daze. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had seen this tent before, even down to the color.

By the time he came back to himself, Feng Rumeng had fallen asleep.

Ling stared at Meng for a long while, forcibly suppressing his restless desire. He brushed his lips against her earlobe. "I'll spare you today."

With Ling there, Feng Rumeng relaxed without realizing it and slept through the night without a dream.

When she woke, dawn had just broken. Ling was still asleep, so she snuggled deeper into her arms.

When the morning light filtered through the canopy, the two got up together and went to the river to wash. Afterward, Feng Rumeng sat to one side, watching Ling make meat pies and simmer vegetable soup.

To Ling, vegetable soup was just a pot of grass, but whenever it was ready, he would still drink a bowl with Feng Rumeng.

The meat pies were soon done. With a wave of Ling's hand, they were cut into small pieces and arranged on a wooden plate. He blew on them, and when he felt they were no longer hot, he handed them to Feng Rumeng.

Feng Rumeng picked up a piece with her chopsticks and ate it, her eyes narrowing. "Everything Ling makes tastes good."

Praised so early in the morning, Ling was in an excellent mood. Even when Hu Yun came to mooch a meal, he generously gave him two meat pies.

Hu Yun held a pie and studied it for a long time, trying to figure out what the wrapper around the minced meat was made of. When Ling explained that it was grain flour, he was stunned for quite a while.

Pride showed on Ling's face. "Little Meng'er taught me this."

Feng Rumeng smiled brightly. "Ling's cooking is much better than mine."

Hu Yun's blue eyes darkened. He glanced at Feng Rumeng and took a bite of the pie. "It's good."

After Feng Rumeng finished her meat pie, Ling handed her some vegetable soup.

"Hu Yun, would you like a bowl?" Ling asked.

"Sure, I'll try something new too." Hu Yun didn't refuse.

Feng Rumeng was drinking her soup when she glanced at the two of them. When did these two get so close?