Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite Chapter 557 - 553: So That’s How It Is

He looked down and found a small wooden plaque hanging around his neck, with the na "Jing Chu" written on it.

The mont he saw the na "Jing Chu," his entire body trembled, and a severe pain shot through his head.

A flood of blurred images suddenly rushed into his mind, but they flashed by so quickly that he could only grasp a few.

"So this is my na."

At this mont, he rembered his na was indeed Jing Chu.

He vaguely rembered a very important female had given him this na.

And just by chanting the na Jing Chu, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

He placed his hand over his chest, where unfamiliar emotions surged.

"Maybe if I find her, I can retrieve my lost mories."

"Perhaps it’s because I’ve slept for too long."

Slept for too long, the mories were lost.

With a flick of his finger, a force instantly smoothed the ground that had just been disturbed by the erging coffin.

Everything seed normal again.

However, after using this force, sothing within his body was triggered, causing him pain, and he coughed uncontrollably.

"Cough cough..."

Jing Chu coughed, even bringing up blood.

He wiped the corner of his mouth without much concern.

But it seed he had understood sothing, murmuring to himself: "So being in the Magic Artifact Coffin was for nurturing my body."

He vaguely felt that he had put himself to sleep in the coffin to live a long life.

As to where the Magic Artifact Coffin ca from, he still didn’t know.

Jing Chu coughed for quite so ti before his coughing subsided and the tallic taste in his throat faded as he walked slowly outside.

His figure carried an aura of refined elegance, his clothes fluttering in the wind, yet with a touch of desolation.

As Jing Chu erged from the woods, a beastman chopping wood happened to see him. When he turned to see clearly, he exclaid, "Ancestor!"

Frightened, he fell straight from the tree.

He knelt tremblingly, "This humble one greets the Ancestor."

"Welco back, Ancestor."

Jing Chu looked at him and said, "And you are?"

The snake beastman spoke respectfully, "This humble one is a villager of Shoushan Village. Oh, a hundred thousand years ago, this place below the mountain was the Snake Tribe, a tribe personally established by you, Ancestor."

"The ancestors said a hundred thousand years ago, during great fires and floods, they were on the brink of death. It was you, Ancestor, who saved them, along with many snake beastn, bringing everyone here to build this tribe, which everyone now calls a village, hence it’s known as Shoushan Village."

"The ancestors instructed future generations to guard the mountain here, saying you, Ancestor, had gone into closed cultivation, and urged us to patiently await your awakening and ergence."

"You were not to be disturbed by anyone during closed cultivation."

Based on these words, Jing Chu could piece together so events.

"So, it’s already been a hundred thousand years."

Vaguely, his mind flickered with images of mountain fires, floods, wars, bloodshed, and a giant claw.

His mind glimpsed a mory: "Destruction Tribulation."

He hadn’t expected to sleep for such a long ti.

"How did you recognize ?"

The man spoke respectfully, "There’s an image of you, Ancestor, enshrined in the village’s ancestral hall. Every year before the new year, we hold a large sacrificial ceremony, and everyone, young and old, in the village knows you, Ancestor."

Their sacrificial ceremonies were also to pray for blessings from the ancestors.

"Mm, rise, take to your village for a look."

He might as well learn a few things.

"Yes, Ancestor."

The snake beastman thought, if everyone in the village knew Ancestor had erged, they would surely be overjoyed.

Every household would want to slaughter chickens and pigs to welco Ancestor.

As they walked out, they saw a village at the mountain’s base, with cultivated fields behind it, growing many things.

During this season, he saw those vegetables, and suddenly a flash of mory crossed his mind.

"Jing Chu, this is not just grass. This is Chinese cabbage, which can be made into many dishes, and this is onion..."

In his mind was a blurry image of a female, her voice so pleasant, patiently teaching him to recognize many kinds of food.

His once-empty heart felt a sudden warmth when these mories returned.

Deep in his subconscious, he felt that she was very, very important.

"This is Chinese cabbage."

The snake beastman, nad Mu Qing, upon hearing this, looked at Jing Chu with gratitude and explained: "It’s Chinese cabbage. Thanks to Ancestor’s teachings, we can recognize many foods, and we cultivate fields nearby to grow them. When it gets cold, we stockpile so, enough for a family to eat, so we don’t have to risk dangerous hunts."

"Because we teach nearby tribe beastn to farm and raise chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep, people’s views on our snake beastn have improved a lot."

"Hearing from the ancestors about the past, we feel that life now is stable and safe, which is quite nice."

Being able to store food, without needing to hunt, had already solved many problems.

They had never ventured outside their world, nor knew what it was like, but listening to stories from a hundred thousand years ago about survival, they never had the thought to leave. Life in the tribe, with food, clothing, and safety, and everyone united, including harmonious relations with neighboring tribes, was quite satisfactory.

Though it seed peaceful and safe here, it wasn’t the sa outside. This place was uniquely protected by so Secret Technique of Ancestor’s, preventing outsiders from entering.

The abilities to farm and manage livestock were taught by Ancestor, and everyone in the village was deeply grateful.

Every year during sacrificial ceremonies, they sincerely prayed for Ancestor’s well-being.

The tribal leader would recount Ancestor’s deeds during the ceremonies, reminding the young and the children to rember Ancestor’s kindness and to keep guarding the mountains, waiting for Ancestor to erge.

Jing Chu’s expression shifted slightly, "I see."

He looked toward the village, where smoke gently coiled into the air, depicting a harmonious scene.

For so reason, this seed to be the scene he once longed for in his heart — no conflict, peace for the snake beastn, without discrimination or danger.

"Are all the females in your tribe snake beastn?"

"No, there are other beastn too."

"Do they discriminate against or dislike snake beastn?"

Mu Qing shook his head, saying, "No, everyone gets along well. The females are kind to their beast husbands, and everyone works together, n farming, won weaving. The cloth we wear is all woven by the village females, and can even be sold in markets."

"That’s not bad."

In Jing Chu’s mory, there were females who were vile and hated snake beastn.

Here, it seed the environnt and mindset were quite positive.

But then again, after ten thousand years, so changes were normal.

"What is this place called?"

"We don’t know either, but ancestors say it’s not the sa continent where they once lived. The environnt here is much better."

"The ancestors said that when you first brought them here, you consud too much power, and your body was severely injured, which is why you had to go into seclusion to recuperate."

"This place seems to only allow entry but not exit. It forbids fights among beastn, and anyone fighting gets expelled by an invisible force."

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Mortal Beast Continent, Su Mansion

Su Muyao was unaware of any of this; after forming a contract with Wen Nanxi, she fell asleep.

And she slept for three whole days.

Not out of exhaustion, but because her body had absorbed so dicinal energy, her Spirit Sea expanded by twice, and her Divine Soul seed to have been sowhat restored.

Su Muyao was ignorant of the issues her body had.

She rely felt extrely comfortable after falling asleep, so she continued to sleep soundly.

Wen Nanxi’s body was recovering, his strength increasing, and besides staying by Su Muyao’s side for three days, he was also absorbing the mories from the Divine Soul Fragnt.