245: Chapter 245 Lan Shuo Transforms into Human Form, Hoping His Wife Will Like Him

That pair of resentful eyes stared fixedly at the harmonious family in the distance. "I agree to your terms. I want Feng Yange to die without a burial place."

"Deal!"

[Host, Xiao Linger's Luck value is at 30%.]

Feng Yange was stunned. Why did it drop so much all of a sudden? Could it be because she beat her up?

"System, can you find out the reason?"

[Host, I can only survey, not investigate.]

Feng Yange raised her eyes and saw the surrounding Cultivators, her gaze turning cold.

"Is there anything else, everyone? We are here for the Secret Realm trial. I have no intention of being your enemy, but if you insist on causing trouble, then we will not be polite." Feng Yange stood up. A handsome-looking male Cultivator hurriedly stepped forward, his attitude respectful.

"Miss Feng, we don't want to be your enemy. We just wanted to ask if you are selling the remaining food? We will pay with Spirit Stones to buy it from you."

The other Cultivators hurriedly agreed, fearing they would be misunderstood; they also wanted to taste the food.

"If you want to eat, make it yourselves. There is no shortage of ingredients here. This food was cooked by my men, and my other husbands still need to eat, so it is not for sale." Feng Yange refused, not wanting to have any entanglements with them over food.

In this world, a family's comprehensive strength is more important than anything else. Apart from her men, who would never betray her, anyone else might.

"We don't have pots, bowls, or ladles, so it's really inconvenient." The Cultivators were craving what was in Feng Yange's pot, not what they could make themselves.

The food they made was hard to swallow.

"There are plenty of stone slabs and large rocks over there. If you want, you can use your power to make a stone pot. As for medicinal herbs, there is no shortage in the mountains." Feng Yange refused clearly. The Cultivators did not disturb them further and left one after another after apologizing.

"These Cultivators are actually much more polite than the ones in other places." Cang Yan was very surprised. He had thought they would have to fight, but he didn't expect them to leave just like that.

Feng Yange looked at Long Ze and the others. "Do you think the Cultivators of the Beiyuan Dynasty are not bad?"

"Indeed, it was not in vain for Mistress to help them." Long Ze replied; he had finally seen some normal Cultivators.

Cang Yan and Xuan Li looked at each other and hurriedly asked, "Why do I feel like we missed a lot of things?"

Yue Lan patted Cang Yan's shoulder. "I'll tell you later."

Night fell. Feng Yange entered the space and watched as Ling Feng walked toward her, opening his arms to hold her. His voice was filled with deep longing. "Mistress, I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, Ling Feng." Feng Yange watched as Ling Feng pushed her away, then transformed into his small wolf form and rubbed against her feet. "Mistress, hold me."

Feng Yange hurriedly bent down to pick up Ling Feng's small wolf form, her smile undisguised. "Ling Feng, how did you know I wanted to hold your true form?"

"Mistress, it's that I want you to hold me. Mistress, I really missed you so much." Ling Feng rubbed against Feng Yange's embrace, greedily inhaling the scent on her body. This was his Mistress, the woman he would protect with his life for the rest of his life.

Feng Yange stroked Ling Feng's soft fur, her eyes gentle. "My big wolf can also have such tender moments. That's really nice."

Ling Feng looked up. Feng Yange leaned down and kissed him on the lips. Ling Feng's eyes were shocked, and he hurriedly buried his head in Feng Yange's embrace. "Mistress, I... I am still in my true form."

"Do you want to accompany me to rest tonight?" Feng Yange asked with a smile, watching Ling Feng look up. "Of course I do."

Mistress was really too good to him. Was this the treatment he got as soon as he came out?

Feng Yange carried Ling Feng out of the space. When everyone saw Ling Feng in Mistress's arms, their eyes were all shocked. The most shocked was Xuan Li; he suddenly regretted teaching Ling Feng how to please Mistress. How was this guy even better at it than him after gaining intelligence?

What happened to being steady and aloof?

They were the second and third beast husbands; being steady and aloof was the path they were supposed to take, right?

"Mistress, there are quite a few beasts lurking around. Their strength is not high. We will take turns keeping watch." Long Ze reported the situation, his golden eyes sweeping over Mo Yuan and Jun Chen. "Be cautious. We haven't changed locations, so beware of sneak attacks."

"Let's keep watch in pairs and take turns." As soon as Yue Lan finished speaking, Feng Yange took out several tents. "We were exposed today, so I won't take out the house. We'll make do with the tents for the night."

"Mistress, I will go make the bed for you." Bai Jiuxiao hurriedly went to the tent to make the bed. Cang Yan walked over to sit beside Yue Lan. "I have something to tell you."

Xuan Li and Ling Feng accompanied Feng Yange to rest, while the others took turns keeping watch in pairs. The night in the valley was not peaceful.

In the darkness, pairs of eyes were watching covetously, but there was no ambush, only probing.

After all, they fled after probing.

Lan Shuo wanted to see Feng Yange. He had stayed in the space for so long during this time. The cultivation resources here were something he had never had before at the Peak of the Snow Mountain. After those snow lotuses were transplanted, they all went to Yun Lin. He had observed carefully; relying on the snow lotuses, Yun Lin's damaged meridians were all healing, and his strength was also recovering.

Yun Lin was a man of few words, but when he stayed, he would occasionally say some things about Feng Yange.

Lan Shuo felt that it was more yearning than any story he had ever heard. To Yun Lin, Feng Yange was the only light in his life, but for himself, wasn't it the same?

"Do you want me to call Mistress here?"

Yun Lin's attitude toward Lan Shuo was pleasant. It was Lan Shuo's credit that the space could become what it was today. Moreover, the brothers had said that Lan Shuo was qualified to be their brother and that they should treat him well.

"I have some things I want to ask you." Lan Shuo took a deep breath. "I want to know, I rejected Feng Yange before, and she formed a contract with me to save me. If I stay, will she dislike me?"

"She won't." Yun Lin's tone was cold, meeting Lan Shuo's puzzled gaze. "In this family, there are plenty of brothers, from nominal ones to those who can't wait to stick to Mistress. You are not the first, and you won't be the last."

"What about you?" Lan Shuo was very surprised. So, they all once didn't want to be Mistress's husbands. But he had seen the scenes of them vying for favor. As a human, Feng Yange was very outstanding, but even among the beast race, she was an excellent Mistress.

"Mistress saved me, and I married her willingly. Being her family is my good fortune." Yun Lin gazed at Lan Shuo. "Mistress is excellent; being with her is not a loss."

Lan Shuo was excited. He knew it; Feng Yange would be just as he imagined.

"Then do I need to tell her what my true form is?"

"As you wish. If you want to say it, then say it. If you don't, Mistress won't ask." Yun Lin looked at Lan Shuo. "I'm going out. They are all resting with Mistress; it's my turn."

Lan Shuo watched Yun Lin's departing back and immediately chased after him. Seeing Lan Shuo suddenly disappear in the space, he wanted to stop him but failed to do so.

"Should I transform into human form before I see her?"

Lan Shuo was incredibly conflicted, but once he thought of what Yun Lin had said, after struggling, a white light fell. A white-haired man stood barefoot in the space, his eyes nervous, his fingers slender.

"Will... will she like me?"