284: Chapter 284 He didn't sleep all night, and his face turned red.

Feng Yange smiled and replied, "I like it very much, thank you, Qing Teng."

Her marriage stone was truly beautiful. This was all prepared for her by Little Twelve; her marriage stone had reached Perfection.

Qing Teng's gaze landed on the residence behind him. He channeled his power, and various vines rapidly appeared all around, blooming with brightly colored little flowers. Everyone felt envious, jealous, and hateful.

Top-tier Wood Attribute, truly remarkable.

"Congratulations, Mistress! Congratulations, Little Twelve!"

Once Long Ze spoke, the others hurriedly offered their congratulations and pulled Qing Teng aside to tell him about what had happened with the Mistress. These were the lessons the new husband needed to catch up on so they could integrate into this family faster.

Feng Yange withdrew her gaze and let out a sigh of relief.

She had finally gathered all her husbands—twelve of them, all present.

"System, the marriage was successful. Where is my System reward?"

Feng Yange was somewhat expectant. "The space upgrade this time must not kick A-Ye out; he is still undergoing Beastification."

[Host, rest assured. The System reward is being calculated and distributed. The space will also undergo an upgrade. During the upgrade, the space cannot be entered, but the spatial rights for the husband undergoing Beastification will be preserved. Please wait patiently, Host!]

"Mistress, when can we have dinner?" Bai Jiuxiao leaned close to Feng Yange, his eyes full of pleading. He was genuinely hungry.

"If you're hungry, then eat. After a whole day of chaos, get some good rest." As soon as Feng Yange finished speaking, Bai Jiuxiao immediately called for dinner. Various foods were brought to the table. Qing Teng looked on with curiosity, having never seen them before.

Everyone introduced the dishes all at once, getting along harmoniously.

Qing Teng listened intently, feeling that everything they said was very interesting; he had never heard of these things before.

Feng Yange watched them chatting happily when suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine. She turned her head and met Zhushou's gaze, which was full of resentment. "Master, did you forget something?"

What about its Phoenixes? What about those huge Phoenixes it had!

Feng Yange bent down to pick up Zhushou and rubbed its head. "Of course I remember. I'm going to roast Phoenix meat for you. I just finished being busy, didn't I? I'll have Yun Lin and Cang Yan roast it for you."

Feng Yange looked up. Yun Lin and Cang Yan had already walked over to the grill. "We'll roast the Phoenix meat for you, our great hero."

Zhushou was instantly happy, its eyes sparkling. "Master, then I'll go over there and wait."

"Alright." Feng Yange watched Zhushou run over happily, not forgetting to call for Dengdeng and the others. The little ones gathered together, listening to Zhushou's boastful performance, making Zhushou so proud...

But it was hit on the head by Dengdeng. "Zhushou, shouldn't you go on a diet? From now on, we won't call you Zhushou; we'll call you Shut Up or Fat Ball."

Zhushou looked at Dengdeng aggrievedly and begged for mercy in a low voice, completely lacking its previous attitude. However, Dengdeng soon let it go. "Eating is fine, but you need to be careful, or you really will be a Fat Ball later."

"Mistress, are you going to be with Little Twelve tonight?"

Long Ze sat down beside Feng Yange and served her food. He lifted his eyes to glance at Qing Teng. "You have already formed a contract with him. If you consummate the marriage with Little Twelve, your Hongmeng Spirit Root can reach Perfection."

"Qing Teng has lost his memory. Let's wait a bit and give him some time to adapt. Instead, you all can arrange to accompany me in practicing the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique. I want to take this opportunity to break through." Feng Yange truthfully told Long Ze what the Hongmeng Old Ancestor had urged her to do, and he just chuckled.

"Mistress, the Old Ancestor is right. You really have spent too little time with us. However, since we are staying here for a while this time, we can let the brothers all complete the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique."

Long Ze calculated that if he could help the Mistress break through, it would be even better if everyone could break through as well.

"A-Ze, leave this matter to you to arrange. We will stay here for at least three months. We will leave only after Yue Lan has passed his Life-and-Death Tribulation." Feng Yange did not want to treat Yue Lan as a gamble.

Long Ze's eyes lit up. Three months—he would have to arrange this well. Perhaps he would have a chance to conceive this time.

"Ask Qing Teng later to see if he can open up the Spiritual Veins so it's convenient for us to Cultivate here." Feng Yange felt a faint sense of unease in her heart. With the appearance of those Phoenixes, could they really stay here for three months?

If that didn't work, she would ask the System to redeem another protective shield; anyway, she didn't need System points anymore.

"Rest assured, Mistress, I will arrange everything."

Long Ze looked at the worry in the Mistress's eyes. "Mistress, eat more. I will accompany you tonight."

So many things had happened in the past few days that Feng Yange was truly exhausted. For once, she lay on the soft bed and fell asleep immediately. After Long Ze had made all the arrangements, he placed a kiss on Feng Yange's forehead and fell asleep holding her.

Qing Teng stood at the doorway watching Long Ze's actions, his clear eyes filled with confusion. He walked up to Mo Yuan. "Why am I not the one sleeping with the Mistress?"

"Long Ze is the Mistress's first husband. When we rest, we always accompany the Mistress in the order of when we married into the family. The Mistress not letting you accompany her tonight is likely to give you time; we all went through this."

Mo Yuan glanced at Qing Teng. "Do you know what you need to do when you are with the Mistress?"

"Kiss her on the forehead and hold her while she sleeps."

Qing Teng answered earnestly, "I can learn all of that."

"You really want to learn?" Mo Yuan's eyes flickered, and he secretly took out a book and handed it to him. "This Hongmeng Cultivation Technique is the primary technique the Mistress practices. As her husband, you must learn it. Since you want to learn, take it and study it well yourself."

Qing Teng opened it, was frightened, and immediately closed it, his face turning red.

Mo Yuan held back his laughter and patted his shoulder. "Just take your time learning. The Mistress has the Hongmeng Spirit Root, so this is all normal."

Qing Teng's face was completely flushed, and he clutched the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique tightly, his heart pounding like thunder.

"Isn't the Mistress a human? Why does she need to find so many beast husbands?" Qing Teng hurriedly changed the subject. He was hesitant; did he really have to practice this?

"It's the Hongmeng Spirit Root talent. Rest assured, the Mistress has taken the beast body pill, so she can accept any of our beast bodies." Mo Yuan patted Qing Teng's shoulder. "There are empty rooms inside; choose whichever one you like. If you don't understand something, just ask. Tomorrow, I'll have the Mistress give you the Jade Slip. If you're too embarrassed then, I'll tell you via Jade Slip."

Qing Teng nodded and took the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique. "Then I'll go back to sleep first."

That night, Qing Teng suffered from insomnia.

All night long, the images from the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique played in his mind. It was as if he had opened the door to a new world. So this was what the world of humans and beast-kin was like. Then what was he, the Source of Wood, supposed to be?

Feng Yange was startled when she saw Qing Teng and hurriedly stepped forward with concern. "Qing Teng, didn't you sleep last night?"

She had slept extremely well last night. Long Ze was considerate. She had originally intended to talk to Qing Teng about the Spiritual Veins, but now she felt embarrassed to bring it up.

Qing Teng hurriedly hid the Hongmeng Cultivation Technique and lowered his head. "Mistress, do you need me for something?"

Feng Yange told Qing Teng about the Spiritual Veins. He rushed out like a gust of wind, and in less than a moment, he had drawn up the Spiritual Veins from underground. Everyone watched his speed and fell into deep doubt about his strength.

"Mistress, I... can I be with you tonight?"