klisemfg Chapter 630 I am a Rabbit-Eared Clan 48
Chapter 630 I am a Rabbit-Eared Clan 48
"Really? You ran away?" Yun Chu asked, her eyes widening as she heard Yin Yan's words.
"Really, I swear on my tiger."
Yin Yan told her that three months ago, You had escaped and killed a Tiger Clan soldier.
You's ability to escape is far superior to Yun Chu's; even the Tiger Clan couldn't track her down.
Yun Chu firmly believes that You is still alive.
Yun Chu firmly believes that You, who is alive, is indeed alive and is with the goddess Shen Zi.
After Shen Zi was taken away by the supreme being of the Dragon Clan, she finally used her abilities to find an opportunity to escape.
After escaping, Shen Zi went into hiding until she finally encountered You.
The two have now returned to the forest where Yun Chu and You first met. The forest has disappeared and been replaced by mountains.
The mountains had grown many trees, and the two settled down there.
During You's heat cycle, the two had sex. For the sake of the child, You took Shen Zi back to her tribe.
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The yurt was filled with the stench of blood and herbs, and Yun Chu's mournful cries were like shattered moonlight.
Yin Yan knelt beside the animal-skin bed, her arms marked with deep, bone-revealing claw marks, but her tiger tail clung tightly to the bedpost to maintain her posture, refusing to pull away despite the profuse bleeding—this was her only lifeline at this moment.
"Push harder! The little tiger is stuck!" The hard antler staff burst out with purple mist, but it couldn't suppress the cub's violent beastly power.
Suddenly, a ball of silvery-white striped fur squeezed out of the birth canal, landing with a thud on the bear skin, still covered in the amniotic sac.
The eldest son shook off his placenta and stood up. His wet, silvery hair clung to his back. He neither cried nor made a fuss. His golden eyes, like cold flames, swept over Yun Chu, who was convulsing violently. Suddenly, he stretched out his fleshy pad and pressed it against her spasming lower abdomen.
Warm, golden beastly energy flowed in—the cub was instinctively comforting its mother!
Before everyone could catch their breath, the second tiger, enveloped in a bloody aura, charged out, its fiery red fur bristling and letting out a roar that a cub should never have.
She pushed aside the witch doctor's hand that tried to help her up, stumbled and fell to Yun Chu's legs, biting her sharp teeth and tearing at the blood-stained animal hide with all her might, as if she wanted to chew up her mother's pain.
“There’s one more…” Yun Chu’s voice was barely audible.
A broken growl rolled from Yin Yan's throat, and his silver hair grew wildly into a cocoon of light, enveloping the two of them.
In the midst of the excruciating pain, she suddenly felt a light, warm sensation between her legs—the third child, with snow-white rabbit ears covered in light golden downy hair, curled up into a ball and rubbed his pink nose against his mother's sweaty ankle.
An eerie silence fell over the yurt.
The eldest still used its claws to press down on its mother, channeling its beastly power; the second anxiously licked the wound on Yun Chu's instep; and the third's weak cries were like melting spring snow.
With trembling hands, Yin Yan cut the three umbilical cords as he held up the amulet he had woven from his own silver hair (the strand of hair he had sworn to bind his children with) and wrapped it around the three children.
Yun Chu finally laughed through her tears: "Boss looks like you..." "It's your eyes that look like yours." He interrupted her, his tail gently encircling the three fur balls—a tiger, a rabbit, and a tiger.
Suddenly, the second brother in the corner picked up half a piece of placenta and angrily threw it at Yin Yan's face.
|Child|Race/Gender|Characteristics|
|Eldest Tiger| Male | Silver-white stripes, calm golden eyes | Inherited father's coat color and mother's composed demeanor|
|Secondborn|Tiger Clan (Female)|Fiery red fur, fiercely protective of her mother|Grandmother is a descendant of the Fiery Tiger Clan|
|Third Child| Rabbit-eared Clan (Male)| Snow-white rabbit ears, with golden downy fur| Exceptionally pure innate animal power|
On the eve of the Cold Moon Festival, three clusters of beast fire exploded in the bronze cauldron at the altar—gold, red, and silver flames transformed into the shapes of a tiger cub and a rabbit with ears, leaping through the air.
The tiger clan high priest Xuanlin's snake tail instantly stiffened, and the bone staff in his hand slammed into the ice rock with a clang. (The high priest was born from the union of a tiger and a snake.)
The eldest brother, Yin Yao, stuffed the last half of the rock goat meat into the rabbit-eared cub huddled in the corner, while Hu Wei unconsciously sketched an intricate star map on the snow.
As Xuanlin trembled as he picked up the footprints in the snow, they ignited with warm golden flames—the starting stance of the "Tiger Ancestor Astrology Technique," which had been lost for three hundred years.
The sound of the explosion from the second brother, Akame, came from the training ground.
The scarred prisoner guarding the ice cell was weeping and holding up a broken spear, complaining: "She complains that breaking through armor is too slow..."
When everyone looked over, they saw that the three-year-old tigress's claws were wrapped with magma-colored beastly power, and the bronze spearhead, twisted into a pretzel shape, was still dripping with molten iron.
Xuan Lin suddenly knelt down, frantically sniffing the remaining scent on the spear shaft: "Ancestral bloodline! He's definitely the reincarnation of the Blazing Tiger Ancestor!"
Suddenly, a fluffy snowball rolled out of the cedar forest—the third brother, Xuechen, wearing a crooked tiger-skin hat and carrying a medicine basket twice his height.
Xuanlin's snake eyes suddenly contracted when he saw the herbs: Ice Soul Orchids need to be protected by pure beast power before they can be picked, but this rabbit-eared cub picked a whole basketful, and there wasn't a single trace of frost on its light golden fur!
The old priest's scream startled the birds: "Orc purification technique! A lost secret technique of the Priest's Temple!"
Three exceptionally gifted siblings (in human form at age 3)
|Name|Transformation Characteristics|Talent Expression|High Priest's Obsession with Famous Scenes|
|Silver Obsidian|Silver hair, golden eyes, tiger stripe on left cheek|Self-taught astrology|Stealing star charts in the snow at midnight, frostbitten snake tail|
|Red eyes|Red hair, vertical pupils, protruding canine teeth|Smelting bronze artifacts with bare hands|Collecting the lumps of metal she's broken and placing them on the altar|
|Xuechen| Snow-white hair reaching her ears, fingertips gleaming with gold| Perfectly harvested Ice Soul Orchid| Asked him to use the pine cone he sat on as a divination tool|
Suddenly, the yurt curtain was lifted, and Yin Yan, his face dark, dragged out the furtive old priest: "Explain why there were seven baskets of your snake molts buried under my son's bed?"
Xuan Lin stared fascinated at the three small figures sharing a leg of rock goat—Yin Yao's precise dissection of the bones was like a master butcher carving up an ox, Chi Tong's beastly power in his palm was sizzling the goat fat, and Xue Chen, with a slight twitch of his ear, suddenly handed over some dipping sauce: "Grandpa Priest has shaken the salt shaker for the seventh time."
The most devastating blows occur on a full moon night.
When Xuechen was awakened by a nightmare, Yinyao pressed his claws against his trembling back, channeling his beastly power. Chitong furiously whipped the pine branch where the night owl was perched, but then wrapped his younger brother's fluffy head in the warm fur of his belly.
Hiding behind the pine tree, Xuan Lin frantically pounded his chest: "The three elemental beast powers of protection, berserk, and healing resonate perfectly! A holy son! He is definitely a holy son bestowed upon the tiger clan by the Beast God!"
The next morning, a mournful tiger's roar echoed from the stone fortress—the cradle of three cubs was submerged in snake molts, and Xuanlin was rolling around, clutching Xuechen's tiger-skin hat: "Please! Let this old man be their initiation priest!"
When Silver Flame, unable to bear it any longer, curled its tail around the old priest and flung him out of the stone fortress, the golden down on Xue Chen's ears shimmered with a divine glow in the morning sun.
When the high priest saw that throwing a tantrum was useless, he went to persuade Yun Chu, and Yin Yan and the three children all listened to Yun Chu.
Finally, Yun Chu, worn down by the constant nagging, gave in and agreed.
As Xuan Lin knelt through three layers of felt blankets, presenting a gift of apprenticeship inlaid with Ice Soul Orchids (actually glued together with Xue Chen's baby hair), Yin Yan lifted the old snake: "I can teach you—but if you dare to bury snake skin again, I'll hang you on the altar as a prayer flag!"
First Lesson in Education: The History of the Tiger Clan
Xuan Lin unfurled his ancestral snake molt scroll, but the falling ice shards smeared all over Yin Yao's forehead.
The red-haired tigress was about to spew fire when her brother's tail precisely wrapped around her waist: "Watch." The silver tiger's claws brushed away the ice shards, and the water seeped into the snake's molted skin, revealing ancient characters that were not yet dry: "Grandpa Priest," the cub's golden eyes reflected the astonished face of the snake, "did you cry so much on the scroll last night?"
"Nonsense! This is a patina from three hundred years of aging..." The old snake's explanation was interrupted by a "rip" sound—Xue Chen curiously plucked a corner of the damaged scroll, and where his golden fingertips brushed, the cracks in the snake's molt healed as if nothing had happened!
Xuan Lin burst into tears instantly: "Ancient Scroll Restoration Technique!"
Morning combat training
As Chi Tong, carrying a piece of jerky, crashed into the training ground, Xuan Lin was teaching while holding a bronze shield: "This is from when the Tiger King was fighting..." Before he could finish speaking, Chi Tong's claw tip "whooshed" through the shield, and the magma-like beastly force melted the hole into a perfect ring.
The old priest slapped the ground excitedly with his snake tail: "Did you see that! The Flaming Tiger Ancestor unleashed his standard armor-piercing power!"
Yin Yan sighed, looking at the seventh shield that had been destroyed in an instant: "So standard that all the shields turned into bronze mirrors?"