CHAPTER 164: CHAPTER 155: RETURN_1

"Mother, Mother..." Dongchi’s tender voice sounded close to Si Yan’s ear.

He had once been reluctant to speak with her, and whenever he did, his words were filled with sarcasm.

Countless times he had said, "You will surely abandon me again!"

But now, Si Yan heard Dongchi speaking to her.

"Mother, why are you crying?"

Was she crying?

Nan Mo’s clear voice reached straight into her heart: There, there, Mother. Don’t cry. Mo Mo is here. Mother, don’t cry...

Nan Mo couldn’t speak. Timid and introverted, he often hid in corners, concealing himself.

She couldn’t even make contact with his mental world, his innermost self.

But now, he had opened his heart to her; he would communicate with her using his spirit.

He would cling to her, afraid she would stop paying attention to him.

Indeed, everything had changed.

She had returned.

That weak and powerless Si Yan, devoid of means or strength, was gone.

Si Yan slowly awoke from that very long dream.

The moment she woke, she couldn’t immediately discern who she was.

It was as if she had experienced the original owner’s life, and her own past life as well.

The pain of being betrayed by her own brother in her previous life was still present.

She didn’t even want to distinguish who she was anymore.And there was no need to.

After all, by accepting this body and everything that came with it, she had also accepted and shouldered the original owner’s karma!

Whether the original owner was her or not, now, it could only be her!

Hearing the concern and soft consolations from her two cubs, the heavy, stifled feeling deep in Si Yan’s heart suddenly dissipated.

She suddenly crouched down, gently embraced her two cubs, and whispered, "I’m sorry."

I’m sorry. Back then, I didn’t know Xiong Rou was a bad person.

I didn’t know then that signing that wooden tablet meant selling you.

Dongchi’s body trembled slightly. He felt his past mother had returned, and his current mother was still here.

He said awkwardly, "Why are you apologizing? None of us blame you."

Nan Mo also chirped telepathically, Mother, don’t cry. Mo Mo’s heart aches. It’s breaking!

"Mhm. I won’t cry."

Si Yan’s heart softened completely, yet it was like an overturned bottle of five flavors—a mix of complex emotions.

"Yan Yan," Bai Feng called her gently, his voice warm.

The wind blew over, causing his white feathers to flutter.

The cold-blooded Beastman, She Wang, stood to one side, his entire body on alert. He discreetly positioned himself between Bai Feng and Si Yan.

If Bai Feng dared to compete with him for her, he would kill him right now!

Si Yan looked up at Bai Feng, her emotions also becoming complicated.

In the original owner’s memories, spanning over twenty years, she had eagerly awaited rescue from Bai Feng, this "big brother" figure.

But he hadn’t saved her.

He would occasionally come to keep her company, then he would leave.

Nothing had changed.

Si Yan set down her two cubs and addressed Bai Feng with great politeness, "High Priest Bai Feng."

Bai Feng was slightly startled.

He had clearly allowed her to integrate the memories. The young Si Yan had been so happy and reliant on him.

But now, her eyes held no dependence, only a greater distance?

Did she no longer feel for him what she had as a child?

A pang of pain struck Bai Feng’s heart. He swiftly concealed it and said gently, "Si Yan, I’ve brought Lan Hai. He is the Son of the Sea and can summon seawater. I know that as long as there’s water, you’ll find a way."

Si Yan avoided Bai Feng’s tender, pain-filled gaze. Smiling, she looked toward Lan Hai. "Lan Hai, you’re remarkable! As long as there’s seawater, Godmother can turn it into distilled water."

Hearing the term "Godmother," the cold air around the cold-blooded Beastman subsided a bit.

That stinking fish indeed doesn’t seem to be her child with that foolish eagle!

Bai Feng’s gentle aura crumbled slightly.

He gritted his teeth slightly and clenched his fists. Jealousy spread through his body in an instant, wishing he could kill She Wang right then and there!

If there was only one spot by Si Yan’s side, then securing it meant a life-or-death battle!

His emotions boiled with intensity. But at that moment, the voice of the Gecko rang in his ear,

"Bai Feng, you knew all her sufferings over those years, but you didn’t save her. It will be hard for her to let go of the grudges in her heart."

The noble male’s emotions nearly collapsed at this moment.

"Beast God, You should know that I truly wanted to save her, but I couldn’t. The entity above was always watching me. He was so vigilant towards me. Si Yan had to remain inconspicuous; the more unnoticeable she was, the more likely he was to overlook her. Every time I went to see her, I had to invent various reasons and excuses, just to catch a glimpse of her before hurrying away. Only when she grew up, when her spirit returned and You returned, could I openly appear before her. I’ve provided her with the best conditions possible. I was... protecting her."

He was protecting her, but it seemed she no longer liked him.

Bitterness filled Bai Feng’s throat.

The Gecko returned to Si Yan’s space and stretched.

It was no wonder Bai Feng was considered pitiful.

He was very gifted, communicated with the heavens, and became the High Priest serving under the Beast God.

The lifespan of a Beastman is tied to their Beast Crystal, and his lifespan is much longer than that of an ordinary Purple Crystal Beastman.

Yet, for so many years, his peach tree of romance bore no blossoms. When one finally bloomed, it was rotten.

He had planned early, hoping to steer this budding love in the right direction. But unexpectedly, after she was sent to Myriad Beasts City, she endured endless hardship.

Often, even at the cost of self-injury, he would interrupt his cultivation to visit her in Myriad Beasts City, intending it as a warning to Myriad Beasts City. But it was in vain.

Such was his fate; even his heaven-defying power couldn’t alter it. All his efforts had led to no change.

He and Si Yan were simply not fated to be mates.

Si Yan had no knowledge of Bai Feng’s emotions.

She closed her eyes. Though inexplicably filled with over twenty years of painful memories, her own mind did not stir too greatly.

She quickly absorbed them all and returned to normal.

Bai Feng didn’t owe her anything. So, if he hadn’t saved her, she had no right to blame him.

As for Myriad Beasts City... To bully the original owner so, to treat her so harshly! These grievances felt like her own personal vendetta, and she would surely exact retribution a hundredfold!

She temporarily set aside the past, along with her grievances concerning Bai Feng and Myriad Beasts City.

It was as if she saw nothing, as if nothing had happened.

Right now, the most important thing was to lead all the Beastmen following her to survival!

She looked around and casually pointed at a spot, instructing the snake Beastmen to dig a massive pit there.

Digging pits was practically old business for these snake Beastmen, and they quickly finished the job.

Once the massive pit was dug, Lan Hai began to channel seawater into it.

Si Yan watched the little blue merman before her and involuntarily recalled the original novel’s description of Lan Hai, the first Beast Husband of the world’s female protagonist:

[Pure, the color of innocence itself—the blue merman Lan Hai. He is the most beautiful merman male in the Beast World. He is gentle, beautiful, clear-eyed, pristine, and kind. He is a son of the sea; his body harbors immense power, and he even possesses the ability to move oceans!]

When Si Yan had rescued him, he still looked like a baby and didn’t match the age of the world protagonist’s first Beast Husband, so she hadn’t thought much of it.

But now, age, appearance, and abilities all matched up.

Could it be...

Could it be that the whale calf she had saved by chance, casually named, and taken as her godson, was the world protagonist’s first Beast Husband?

This luck was truly unparalleled!

"Mother, I’ve filled it up!" the beautiful and cheerful little Lan Hai said as he ran to Si Yan, seeking praise.

Si Yan followed his gaze and saw that the large pit was indeed filled with seawater. The seawater gradually seeped into the soil, moistening the land.

Si Yan didn’t skimp on her praise, "Lan Hai, you’re amazing! Now, let’s make some water!"