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 name "Jing Chu" written on it.
The moment he saw the name "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 name."
At this moment, he remembered his name was indeed Jing Chu.
He vaguely remembered a very important female had given him this name.
And just by chanting the name 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 memories."
"Perhaps it’s because I’ve slept for too long."
Slept for too long, the memories were lost.
With a flick of his finger, a force instantly smoothed the ground that had just been disturbed by the emerging coffin.
Everything seemed normal again.
However, after using this force, something 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 seemed he had understood something, 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 came from, he still didn’t know.
Jing Chu coughed for quite some time before his coughing subsided and the metallic 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 emerged from the woods, a beastman chopping wood happened to see him. When he turned to see clearly, he exclaimed, "Ancestor!"
Frightened, he fell straight from the tree.
He knelt tremblingly, "This humble one greets the Ancestor."
"Welcome 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." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
"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 beastmen, 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 emergence."
"You were not to be disturbed by anyone during closed cultivation."
Based on these words, Jing Chu could piece together some 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 memory: "Destruction Tribulation."
He hadn’t expected to sleep for such a long time.
"How did you recognize me?"
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 me 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 emerged, they would surely be overjoyed.
Every household would want to slaughter chickens and pigs to welcome 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 memory 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 memories returned.
Deep in his subconscious, he felt that she was very, very important.
"This is Chinese cabbage."
The snake beastman, named 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 some, enough for a family to eat, so we don’t have to risk dangerous hunts."
"Because we teach nearby tribe beastmen to farm and raise chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep, people’s views on our snake beastmen 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 seemed peaceful and safe here, it wasn’t the same outside. This place was uniquely protected by some 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 remember Ancestor’s kindness and to keep guarding the mountains, waiting for Ancestor to emerge.
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 some reason, this seemed to be the scene he once longed for in his heart — no conflict, peace for the snake beastmen, without discrimination or danger.
"Are all the females in your tribe snake beastmen?"
"No, there are other beastmen too."
"Do they discriminate against or dislike snake beastmen?"
Mu Qing shook his head, saying, "No, everyone gets along well. The females are kind to their beast husbands, and everyone works together, men farming, women 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 memory, there were females who were vile and hated snake beastmen.
Here, it seemed the environment and mindset were quite positive.
But then again, after ten thousand years, some changes were normal.
"What is this place called?"
"We don’t know either, but ancestors say it’s not the same continent where they once lived. The environment here is much better."
"The ancestors said that when you first brought them here, you consumed 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 beastmen, 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 some medicinal energy, her Spirit Sea expanded by twice, and her Divine Soul seemed to have been somewhat restored.
Su Muyao was ignorant of the issues her body had.
She merely felt extremely 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 memories from the Divine Soul Fragment.
