Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 382 - 381: He Has Arrived

Su Muyao looked at this face, listened to these words, and it felt as though her heart was being constantly stabbed, every inch hurting terribly.

It seemed even breathing was painful.

Her eyes burned with an intense soreness, tears gathering instantly.

But she forced her eyes wide open, unwilling to let herself cry.

But it hurt so much, it really hurt.

The wounds on her body ached, but her heart ached even more.

This face was Wen Nanxi’s face, but now she saw clearly, he was ultimately not Nanxi.

"You... you’re not him."

"You... you cannot hurt him."

Her Nanxi had come to the Cang Beast Continent, yet she hadn’t seen him even once.

He still didn’t know how he was.

"Wen Nanxi" looked at Su Muyao’s expression and said indifferently, "You’re about to die, yet you’re still worried about him."

Back then, he had stripped away all his emotions from himself to create a duplicate.

Unexpectedly, the duplicate eventually gained its own consciousness and fell in love with a female.

Females in this world are never reliable.

Not to mention their Snake Beastmen.

Countless Snake Beastmen have died at the hands of females, died at the hands of their wives.

So these females all deserve to die.

Only by wielding power and changing everything can they earn a good future for the Snake Clan.

"Rest assured, after you die, there will be no more Wen Nanxi in this world; his love and consciousness will vanish."

"Consider it a burial for you."

He wore Wen Nanxi’s face, spoke these words, did these deeds, and Su Muyao simply couldn’t bear it.

Even if she was about to die, she wished Wen Nanxi well.

But now she could do nothing.

In her dying moments, Su Muyao’s mind flashed with many thoughts.

Her mind conjured images of several Beast Husbands.

Fortunately, back in the Mortal Beast Continent, she had undone the Life and Death Contract; she died, and they wouldn’t be affected, let alone buried with her.

The cold wind was bleak, and the night grew colder.

A single tear fell from Su Muyao’s eye, and she finally closed her eyes, her breath gone.

No one knew when, but that Snake Beastman left with two subordinates.

The wilderness was silent, the cold wind howled, seemingly carving desolation into every inch of the mountains and woods.

In the wilderness, wild beasts drawn by the smell of blood wanted to tear apart Su Muyao’s corpse.

But at this moment, mist rose in the mountains, as if ancient chants echoed through the forest.

The beasts instinctively shivered and trembled, quickly darting into the depths of the forest to escape.

Even numerous birds on the trees took flight in alarm.

The mist enveloping the mountains rose gradually, wrapping around Su Muyao’s body.

...

At this moment, in a Secret Realm of the Witch Clan’s heritage, Yue Wuhen was cultivating under the moonlight, suddenly sensing something, he slowly opened his eyes.

The silver bell on his wrist began to ring incessantly.

"Ding-ling-ling... Ding-ling-ling..."

The silver bell moved without wind.

Yue Wuhen’s expression changed, a deep unease surged in his heart string.

Immediately following, a magic artifact Jade Token on him cracked.

Yue Wuhen’s purple pupils trembled, "Wife Master!"

This is a magic artifact, this magic artifact connects to his Wife Master’s soul.

She’s dead.

"No... impossible."

Yue Wuhen’s voice at this moment was very light, light as a wisp of smoke, and no matter how calm, his fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.

A sharp pain exploded in his heart, rampaging through his meridians into his limbs.

It was as if countless sharp knives were stirring inside his body.

Yue Wuhen pressed his chest suddenly, his knuckles turning white from the pressure, his superpower aura escaping uncontrollably, shaking the leaves of ancient trees around him.

Even though their time together wasn’t long, some people become eternal at a glance.

He forced himself to calm down, to think rationally.

He came to the Cang Beast Continent, in search of Wife Master, accidentally entering this Secret Realm.

After entering, he couldn’t go out.

Fortunately, he found the heritage of the Witch Clan here, and cultivated to gain the heritage.

Once he obtained these heritages, the Secret Realm would naturally open.

But now there was no time.

He couldn’t care about anything else.

Luckily, this place was originally a Witch Clan heritage site, he could use Witch Clan Secret Techniques.

Though these Secret Techniques were ultimately different from the ones usually used.

Yue Wuhen knelt on one knee, pressing his palm on the blue stone slab engraved with Witch Clan runes, the blood seeping through his fingers flowed along the rune lines, outlining a scarlet array on the stone slab.

The wind began to gradually move.

The silver ornaments around his neck gently swayed with his rapid breathing, yet his eyes burned with an almost maddening obsession.

"By my blood, summon the power of the ancestors, seek my Wife Master..." Yue Wuhen intoned, his voice carried a steadfast tone, his bitten tongue once again overflowed with blood, splattering at the center of the array.

In an instant, the runes on the blue stone slab suddenly lit up, the scarlet light piercing the miasma, illuminating the entire Secret Realm as though it were daylight. Countless ancient Witch Clan script floated in the light, rapidly circling the array, forming a pillar of light shooting into the darkness above the Secret Realm.

...

"Ding-ling-ling..."

The silver bell rang out in the forest where Su Muyao had died, the wind howled, and the temperature grew colder.

Though it was autumn weather, suddenly snow began to fall.

Snowflakes and mist intertwined.

Accompanied by the sound of silver ornaments chiming, the snow whipped into frenzy.

In such harsh weather, suddenly a light shone.

Only to see a mysterious youth with a snow-like complexion stepping forth from the void.

As he appeared, a faint purple aura surrounded him, carrying snowflakes as he descended.

When he landed, seeing Su Muyao lying motionless on the ground, he almost couldn’t remain standing.

"Wife Master..."

Yue Wuhen softly called Su Muyao, his voice trembling.

It was his first time losing composure like this.

He carefully picked up Su Muyao’s body.

Upon discovering she had no trace of breath left, his palms began to tremble.

"Soul Destruction Nail, such ruthless heart."

He didn’t know who harmed her, but using the Soul Destruction Nail to kill her clearly intended for her to die without a doubt.

He reached out to touch her brows and eyes, his purple, glass-like eyes showing deep sorrow, murmuring hoarsely, "I’m sorry, I’m late."

"It’s my fault, I’ll save you now, I won’t let you die."

Yue Wuhen’s eyes turned red, his chest searing with pain, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Having just forcibly broken the Secret Realm to find her, and crossing the void to get here, his body has already suffered backlash.

But he paid no heed to these things.

Yue Wuhen placed his hand on her body, a moonbeam-like light enveloped Su Muyao.

It’s unclear what kind of power Yue Wuhen used, but several Soul Destruction Nails were instantly expelled by Yue Wuhen from her body.

The moment they were expelled, Yue Wuhen spat a mouthful of blood.

These were Soul Destruction Nails, driven in by Beastmen of Great Power, extracting them naturally wasn’t easy.

Yet Yue Wuhen naturally didn’t care about these things.

After extracting them, Yue Wuhen sensed a slight anomaly, discovering Su Muyao’s body still retained a trace of soul fire.

Thus, she must be able to come back to life.

At this moment Yue Wuhen thought of the Witch Clan Forbidden Technique.

No one has even attempted that kind of Forbidden Technique, a Sacrifice Technique only usable by Witch Clan Beastmen.

For they are born possessing the Divine Blood of the Witch Clan, possessing power others do not have.

But this place isn’t right, a more secure location must be found.

Yue Wuhen surveyed the surroundings, sensed a familiar and intimate aura.

This place has the aura of the Witch Clan, so he could better use the power of the ancestors to sacrifice himself to save his Wife Master.