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Chapter 83 The Tidal Night of the Merfolk
The torrential rain has lasted for eight days without any sign of stopping.

Ever since that frank conversation, Teng and Bai Cang have been looking at her like she's the apple of their eye.

Perhaps they were worried that one day she would suddenly return to the embrace of the Beast God.

The three stayed in the cave. Fu Ying would occasionally give the cub in her belly some prenatal education, and occasionally draw some cakes for Teng and Bai Cang, which directly made the two males very happy.

"What story would you like to hear today?" Fuying tapped her protruding belly with her fingertips.

In a few days, she will give birth, and the baby in her belly is becoming more and more active.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fuying caught a glimpse of Teng and Bai Cang suddenly perking up their ears out of the corner of his eye.

These two big fools had never heard any stories since they were little. But ever since she started giving the cubs prenatal education, their enthusiasm for listening to stories has increased dramatically, and it has become an essential part of their after-dinner routine in the cave.

"Didn't we talk about Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs last time?" Fu Ying's voice was very soft, and she deliberately dragged out the last syllable, a sly smile flashing in her narrow eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Cang moved closer.

He held a few washed wild fruits in his hand, sat down naturally on the edge of the bed, and handed them over, saying, "Eat first."

Fu Ying's lips curled slightly as she toyed with the bright red fruit in her hand before continuing, "Snow White has skin as white as snow and hair as black as ebony; she is very beautiful..."

Bai Cang lowered his eyes and stared at her parting red lips. His fluffy, snow-white tail unconsciously wrapped around her wrist from behind, the tip of the tail brushing against her wrist intermittently, causing a ticklish sensation.

Not to be outdone, Teng grilled the tenderest meat, sprinkled it evenly with seasoning, carefully tore off a small strip, blew on it gently, and fed it to Fuying's lips, the warm breath brushing against her lips: "Be careful, it's hot."

The manner of the offering was as if it were not a piece of roast meat being fed, but rather an offering of some fragile treasure.

Fu Ying couldn't help but chuckle, deliberately opening her mouth slowly, her tongue inadvertently brushing against his fingertips.

Teng's dark green pupils snapped open instantly, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he kept a straight face and pretended to be calm as he continued to tear off a piece of meat, only this time he blew on it for a longer time, his movements carrying a hint of ambiguity.

Bai Cang narrowed his eyes, his snow-white tail tip curling even tighter around the object.

These two often put on a show of scheming and vying for favor, even more so than the women in palace dramas. As the one being flattered, she quite enjoyed it.

Bai Cang's amber eyes swept lightly over the roasted meat in Teng's hand, his voice lingering, interrupting his ambiguous attempts to win favor: "You asked me about Dan Yue last time..."

He paused deliberately, and Fuying was quickly drawn to his attention.

She raised an eyebrow and looked at Bai Cang: "I still have Dan Yue's shark tail scales. I have to find him."

Seeing her serious expression, Bai Cang stopped being mysterious and said, "When I went to that cave, there were only some residual traces of sea creatures. The people there should have left long ago."

"You think you know? Hmph." Teng glanced at Bai Cang, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Fu Ying pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and considered Dan Yue's matter.

The location of the wedge pattern is not clear, which means that Dan Yue is indeed far away from her.

After pondering for a moment, Teng said, "Dan Yue is a sea creature. Although he can no longer enter the deep sea, he can easily find a secluded island to hide on, which would leave us land-dwelling beastmen helpless."

“The Beastman Continent is vast, and the Sea Clan’s territory is even more expansive.” Fu Ying turned to look out of the cave, her gaze distant: “Perhaps, when the ocean tides bring the songs of the Merfolk Beastmen, we will be able to find him.”

Dan Yue's greatest wish is to return to his clan, but without his shark tail, he is destined to be exiled.

On nights when the silver moon is full, thousands of merfolk beastmen will appear on the vast sea.

They emerge from the waves and sit on the rocks, their colorful tail scales reflecting the moonlight. They sing in unison the ancient songs unique to the merfolk, in rhythm with the tides. This is the "Tidal Night" of the Beastman Continent.

The waves carry pearls, corals, and various rare seafood ashore, like a gift. Tribes living near the sea go to the beach to collect these gifts every night at high tide.

The oasis tribe is located by the sea, so the fuying tree is very clear.

Teng nodded: "I'll go with you then."

He was also familiar with the Cangshan tribe, which was also located by the sea.

"We'll have to wait until the next hunting season to see the full moon," Bai Cang said softly.

Although he had been away from the oasis tribe for a long time, the mysterious "tidal night" of the merfolk was still deeply etched in his memory. It was the night when the first full moon rose after the rainy season ended.

Fu Ying gently stroked her swollen belly with her fingertips, a tender smile playing on her lips: "No rush, Tide Nightclub will come. The most important thing now is to give birth to this little one safely."

Bai Cang lowered his eyes, a smile playing on his lips, and a captivating curve appearing at the corners of his eyes.

Teng tilted his head slightly, his deep brow bone casting a shadow, his dark green vertical pupils staring unblinkingly at Fuying, his voice low and slow: "You promised before... that you would bear my cubs."

His voice trailed off softly at the end, carrying a hint of grievance.

Fu Ying was taken aback, and looking at the expression on Teng's face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

She reached out and poked Teng's taut chest, a mischievous smile in her eyes, and said seriously, "After this fussy little one in my belly is born..."

She deliberately drew out her words, watching Teng's ears perk up unconsciously. Suddenly, the corners of her lips curved into a smile, a captivating smile playing across her stunningly beautiful eyes: "Bear cubs for our Teng!"

The mission objective is hot on our heels, wow, this feels pretty novel.

Bai Cang reached out and gently touched Fu Ying's protruding belly, pretending not to hear what the two were saying.

He was already very happy to be the first male among her beast husbands to have cubs.

Suddenly, a series of rapid wolf howls rang out outside the cave, followed by a shout: "Teng!"

Teng turned his head impatiently and walked to the edge of the cave. His dark green eyes locked onto the disheveled gray wolf beastman in the downpour, and he said coldly, "What is it!"

The gray wolf orc hurriedly held his prey high: "This is... for the witch doctor!"

He quickly added, his voice almost swallowed by the downpour: "Xishan said that once she feels better, she will come over and personally thank the witch doctor!"

Upon hearing the sound, Fu Ying glanced casually outside the cave and said, "No need, let him take it back."

She hadn't saved Xishan for these reasons, but before Teng could speak, the gray wolf beastman had already placed his prey lightly at the cave entrance with trepidation and disappeared into the torrential rain in the blink of an eye.

Teng frowned as he looked at the prey at his feet, then carried it into the cave.

However, as soon as Fuying entered, she smelled a foul stench.

She covered her mouth and nose, looking at the prey in Teng's hand, and frowned: "This...is this bad?"

Teng's movements suddenly froze, and his well-defined fingers pinched the prey that already smelled strange.

His lowered eyes looked particularly gloomy in the rain, and his voice was heavy with unyielding gravity: "This year's rainy season... came too early. In this sweltering weather, the prey can no longer survive."

The stench of rotting flesh mingled with the damp air, causing Bai Cang's expression to grow heavy.

(End of this chapter)