The Villainess Cannot Escape — Five Beast Husbands Chase Her Madly-Chapter 158: Three Beast Husbands Draw Lots to Settle Bed Duty

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Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Three Beast Husbands Draw Lots to Settle Bed Duty

"You broke through to 4S?"

Fei Zhao’s fox ears twitched nervously, his voice trembling with disbelief.

Lan Cangming’s transparent ear fins flared wide, crystalline shards scattering across the conference hall. "Are you sure it’s because of Anan?"

"Don’t say that without proof!"

Night Abyss’s dragon tail slammed heavily against the ground, but his dark red, slitted pupils constricted sharply.

He smelled it.

The faint, yet thrillingly sweet scent on Ying Jiuyao... It was the smell of Anan’s residual Energy.

"This is the proof!"

Ying Jiuyao ripped open his shirt, his muscular torso revealing golden tiger stripes that had never been there before.

Under the lights, the stripes shimmered with a sacred glow, faintly coalescing into one point of a Hexagram.

Night Abyss’s fists clenched unconsciously, the muscles under his Dragon Scales tensing until they ached.

He was torn between jealousy for the pattern symbolizing the Divine Contract and a deeper fear that gripped his heart.

’Is Anan really the legendary King Divine Female?’

"Remember the prophecy?"

Ying Jiuyao’s voice was as coarse as gravel. "A divine light blooms from the genetic chain; a million beasts will vie for the Female Emperor."

He slowly straightened his shirt, the tiger ears that popped out from his silver hair betraying his own inner turmoil.

"It’s highly likely Anan is the Female Emperor from the prophecy."

The conference hall fell into a deathly silence.

Fei Zhao’s nine tails unconsciously tangled themselves into a tight knot.

He remembered the gory scene from three hundred years ago.

The bodies of forty-six Level 3S Beast Husbands lay in a circle, and in the middle was the hollowed-out husk of the Divine Female.

"Then tomorrow..."

His voice was so hoarse he could barely make a sound. "Are we still letting Anan go to the banquet?"

"She goes."

Ying Jiuyao’s gaze swept over the other three as he said gravely, "But we need to remake our plan, starting now."

"Fei Zhao, you’re on Illusions. Lan Cangming, monitor Energy fluctuations. Night Abyss..."

He looked at the member of the Dark Black Dragon Clan. "Have your Bone-Eroding Poison Fog ready."

"Relax. It’s been ready for a while."

Red Fox Fire danced in Fei Zhao’s fair palm.

"At the first sign of trouble, I’ll deploy a three-layered Illusion Realm over the banquet hall, ensuring no one can easily lock onto Anan’s aura."

With a flick of his fingertips, a few wisps of Fox Fire transformed into butterflies, dancing gracefully around the conference hall.

"Anyone who tries to scan her Energy signature will get a false reading, making them think she’s just an ordinary High-level Female."

Ice Crystals spread out from Lan Cangming’s feet, coalescing into a fine, web-like Energy monitoring network.

He closed his eyes to perceive his surroundings, his ear fins twitching slightly. "I will monitor all Energy flows throughout the venue. I’ll report any abnormal fluctuations to you all immediately."

He opened his eyes, his blue-green pupils gleaming with a cold light.

"If anyone tries to probe Anan with their spiritual power, I’ll freeze their brain for three seconds."

Night Abyss’s Dragon Scales glinted in the shadows. He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his voice low.

"My poison fog will permeate the entire banquet hall’s ventilation system."

He condensed a wisp of black mist on his fingertip, then blew on it gently, the mist dispersing without a sound.

"Anyone who harbors hostile intent toward Anan will find their five senses gradually going numb until they are completely immobilized."

Ying Jiuyao nodded, his golden Holy Tiger Pattern weaving an isolation Barrier in the air.

"I’ll stay by her side and protect her. Any Beastman who comes within three meters of her will have to get past me first."

His gaze swept across the other three, his voice low and firm.

"Remember, our goal isn’t to fight. It’s to get Anan through this banquet safely, without arousing anyone’s suspicion."

Fei Zhao shattered the scouting butterflies with a flick of his finger, a bewitching light flashing in his red pupils. "As long as she doesn’t actively release her pheromones, no one will discover her identity."

He suddenly lowered his voice. "Unless she herself wants to be exposed!"

"And that is exactly the most dangerous temptation."

Lan Cangming’s transparent ear fins shimmered with a phosphorescent light, his voice as cold as a deep-sea current.

"If she were willing to wear the Divine Crown, all the rarest resources in the galaxy would be piled at her feet."

"Those so-called members of the High-level Beast Clan would swarm her relentlessly, like Sea Beasts in heat."

"That won’t happen." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Ying Jiuyao raised his head proudly, the tiger ears perking up in his silver hair as a sign of his conviction.

"Anan scorns the very idea of being a Divine Female. She has never acknowledged that identity."

"Exactly."

Night Abyss scoffed, his dragon tail swaying gently.

"Which of those High-level Females with Divine Female potential doesn’t have eight or ten Beast Husbands? But Anan thinks even the four of us are a hassle."

"She’d much rather rely on herself than on her Beast Husbands."

Lan Cangming’s pale ear fins relaxed slightly, his voice calm and clear.

"While other Divine Female candidates are basking in adoration, Anan is on the training grounds, pushing past her limits time and again."

"The Divine Female from three hundred years ago never awakened her combat instincts, not even at the moment of her death."

A proud smile curved Fei Zhao’s lips. "But our Anan has already led a team to destroy thirty of Black Star’s slave camps."

Ying Jiuyao swished his tail proudly. "She’s not some King Divine Female who needs protecting."

"She’s a Tyrant-type Divine Female who would smile while snapping her enemy’s neck," the other three said in unison.

"Big Cat."

Night Abyss suddenly turned to look at Ying Jiuyao.

"We won’t know if your breakthrough was a fluke or inevitable until the three of us have also coupled with Anan. So don’t go cutting in line for her bed next time."

"I know!"

Ying Jiuyao’s tiger tail thumped irritably against the floor as he forced himself to suppress the jealousy churning in his heart.

Although his possessiveness screamed in his blood, his rational mind knew the truth.

’As the partners of a Divine Female, all five of them were indispensable.’

"It’s supposed to be my turn next!"

Night Abyss chuckled, his dark red, slitted pupils burning with desire.

"Dream on."

Fei Zhao’s nine tails fanned out at once, a cunning glint in his foxy eyes. "According to the rules, we draw lots."

Lan Cangming gave a slight nod, a few Ice Crystals forming at his fingertips. "To be fair, Big Cat can be the dealer."

Ying Jiuyao snorted, and three beast-bone lots radiating an ancient aura appeared in his palm.

The moment the three of them reached out, the lots traced silver arcs through the air.

The moment the results were revealed, Night Abyss’s expression turned black as ink.

The corner of Lan Cangming’s mouth twitched downward almost imperceptibly.

And Fei Zhao...

His fox ears twitched in excitement, and his nine tails swayed wildly like blooming fireworks.

"It seems Lady Luck is on my side."

Fei Zhao elegantly kissed the lot, his enchanting face breaking into a dazzling smile.

"I’ll be sure to leave Anan... begging for more."

"Wipe that sickeningly fawning look off your face."

Ying Jiuyao’s sharp claws extended reflexively, and the fur on his tail bristled.

’Though he’d never admit it, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of irritation every time he saw Fei Zhao’s endlessly inventive ways of ’attending’ to her.’

Fei Zhao deliberately flicked the tip of his tail, a provocative glint in his eyes.

"Jealous? Should I take pity on you and teach you a few little tricks for pleasing our Female Master?"

"Hah!"

Ying Jiuyao turned and swished his tail, deliberately showing Fei Zhao the golden tiger-stripe mark over his heart that connected him to Anan.

"So what if you have a few tricks up your sleeve? I’ll always be the number one Beast Husband in Anan’s heart."

He strode toward the door, head held high, the tiger ears perched proudly in his silver hair betraying his smugness. "And now, the number one Beast Husband is going to accompany his Female Master. You... can take your time waiting!"

Hearing Fei Zhao grind his teeth in exasperation behind him, a victorious smirk instantly spread across the Big Cat’s lips.