Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite

Wen Nanxi knew that since he had consumed the Seven-orifice Body Condensing Pill, he must fuse with it; otherwise, the elixir would be wasted.

Not to mention those rare ingredients were hard to find, the effort required for his wife to refine this elixir certainly wasn’t easy.

Moreover, he had already found a way to preserve Jing Chu’s consciousness and memory within the Divine Soul.

He and Jing Chu could coexist.

Wen Nanxi looked at Jing Chu’s expression at this moment; Jing Chu’s expression was firm.

It seemed he was already prepared to erase his own consciousness, ready to sacrifice himself.

Wen Nanxi understood that compared to the love for his wife, Jing Chu’s love was equally deep, perhaps even deeper.

From the time he met his wife, it had been a hundred thousand years.

Yet his love and care for his wife had not diminished in the slightest.

So he could not let Jing Chu disappear.

However, Wen Nanxi said nothing; he began to absorb the elixir’s medicinal power.

As the elixir entered his stomach, a faint warmth spread throughout his body, flowing through his limbs and bones.

Yet when it reached the Dantian, this medicinal power seemed to trigger the latent Divine Blood of the Snake God within his body, causing the will and inherited power of the Divine Blood to erupt in an instant, like roiling magma.

Wen Nanxi realized that the medicinal properties had begun to take effect, and his fingers quickly formed seals to start performing the Fusion Secret Technique.

As he formed seals, the air around him instantly froze, stopping all movement of wind and rain.

It was as if an invisible giant hand had clenched the air around him, leaving only a suffocating sense of stagnation between heaven and earth.

Soon after, a powerful energy field emanated from his body, expanding explosively around him.

This energy field far exceeded his own strength.

Centered on him, vast energy ripples expanded layer by layer.

Everywhere they passed, the suspended vegetation in the air and the fragments blown by the wind swiftly froze.

Even the distant rushing streams seemed to freeze instantly.

"Buzz—"

A low humming sound seemed to echo from the void.

At this time, Jing Chu and Nan Feng, being separate entities, seemed to be influenced by this energy field, seemingly unable to move.

It was as if they were firmly locked, and their superpowers seemed to be restrained.

The energy field, imbued with domineering will, pressed down like the Heaven and Earth Laws.

Realizing he couldn’t move, Jing Chu understood that the fusion was about to begin.

He let his body relax, avoiding any resistance in his will.

Simultaneously, images of Su Muyao flashed through his mind, and he silently bid farewell to her in his heart.

He truly wished he could stay by her side, to look at her just once more.

But time was too short.

If they didn’t fuse, it would give Nan Feng an opportunity.

The Chaos Wild Beastman was a formidable beastman, born with the Beast World Heaven and Earth.

As one of his Ten Great Guardians, although this female might be the weakest in strength, she too couldn’t be underestimated.

He absolutely could not allow Mu Yao to face the slightest possible danger.

At this moment, he must fuse and grow stronger, so he could withstand the Heavenly Thunder and all dangers.

Once they fused into the Ancient Celestial Snake, that female would not be a match.

At this moment, a powerful energy vortex appeared above Wen Nanxi’s head.

The spin of this energy vortex continued to accelerate, and its pull grew increasingly stronger.

Jing Chu and Nan Feng found themselves utterly unable to resist this terrifying pull,

and their bodies floated uncontrollably towards the vortex.

"No, no..."

Nan Feng cried out unwillingly, but no matter how he shouted, it was to no avail.

All his plans, including his fusion plans, were useless.

Even if he wished to consume the elixir Luo Leshuang gave him, it was futile now.

Moreover, unable to move, he couldn’t even take the elixir.

"Why?"

He couldn’t comprehend why that entity was willing to help the other entity, why it was willing to have its consciousness erased.

Why.

He didn’t understand.

There were still many things he hadn’t accomplished.

He wasn’t doing it all for himself; he was doing it for the Snake Beastmen.

He couldn’t accept it, and there was still the vengeance for everything Luo Leshuang did to him yet to be exacted.

When he and Jing Chu appeared beside Wen Nanxi, the vortex disappeared, transforming into a thick green light pouring down, completely enveloping the three of them.

This layer of green light acted like a Barrier, isolating everything around them.

From the outside, only a hazy green glow could be seen, with everything inside completely obscured.

Within the green light, Jing Chu and Nan Feng’s bodies began to blur, clearly having started to merge.

At this moment, a trace of determination flashed in Wen Nanxi’s eyes. With a flip of his right hand, a bone knife with special patterns shaped like a serpent appeared in his palm, its blade seemingly imbued with a unique power.

Upon closer inspection, snake patterns seemed etched on it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Nanxi reversed the blade and stabbed towards his heart.

To preserve everything of Jing Chu’s, he had to use his Heart Blood as a guide and cast an ancient Forbidden Technique.

But nobody had ever used this Forbidden Technique; its success remained unknown. If it failed, he would disappear, leaving Jing Chu as the sole consciousness.

Yet from start to finish, Wen Nanxi had never hesitated.

"Shkk—"

The sound of the blade entering flesh was particularly distinct.

Immediately, Wen Nanxi’s Heart Blood trickled down, but instead of falling completely, it was drawn by an invisible force, hovering in front of him.

Wen Nanxi chanted softly, uttering the ancient incantations of the Snake Tribe.

With each syllable, the hovering Heart Blood emanated a layer of eerie red light.

As the incantations progressed, dense blood-red patterns began to appear beneath his feet, rapidly forming a massive blood-red array that spun continuously.

It seemed as though some force was infused into Jing Chu’s body.

Jing Chu’s body was now reverting to its original form, gradually becoming transparent. Infused with this power, it seemed to solidify somewhat.

The pain from merging seemed to fade away.

Memories that were once blurry suddenly became clearer.

Realizing something, he looked at Wen Nanxi and said, "What are you doing?"

"Stop, this is too dangerous."

Jing Chu tried to halt Wen Nanxi but to no avail.

Because he couldn’t move, and once the Forbidden Technique was initiated, it couldn’t be stopped.

On the other hand, Nan Feng had already passed out, unconscious, having reverted to his original snake form, becoming completely transparent, beginning to merge into Wen Nanxi’s body.

At this moment, Wen Nanxi also reverted to his original form, with six heads.

At this moment, Wen Nanxi’s body began to tremble; using this Forbidden Technique, he too had to endure immense pain.

Blood-red patterns began to surface on his body, spreading from his heart, swiftly covering his chest.

These patterns seemed to exude an ancient and majestic aura.

Wen Nanxi resolutely intended to forcibly preserve Jing Chu’s Divine Soul Consciousness and entire memory, despite the enormous cost of performing the Forbidden Technique.

The light of the blood-red array intensified, the Heart Blood flowing along the talisman patterns, intertwining with the green energy vortex, forming a peculiar red and green interlaced light curtain.

And within, the fusion continued.

Nan Feng continued resisting with all his willpower, though to little avail. However, because Wen Nanxi utilized the Forbidden Technique, the pain he endured was immense; Nan Feng’s resistance doubled that pain.

The fusion continued, erasing Nan Feng’s memory and Divine Soul Consciousness.

Meanwhile, the Emotional Silk that Luo Leshuang carried began to merge uncontrollably and rapidly into Nan Feng’s body, drawn by the terrifying force.

The moment he obtained the Emotional Silk, Nan Feng’s whole body trembled violently.

For reasons unknown, after acquiring the Emotional Silk, Nan Feng didn’t think of Luo Leshuang but of those brief moments with Su Muyao.

"Su... Muyao... wife..."

He clumsily and awkwardly called out these words in his heart, his eyes turning red, with a belated sharp pain surging in his heart.

The sensation was densely spread across his body.