The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 928: They Want to Skin Little Babe to Make Clothes

"Mythical Beast No. 1": "Boss, what do we do? Do we keep chasing?!"

Gloomy Fox glared at it. "They took Little Babe! Can we not chase them?!"

"Mythical Beast No. 2" exclaimed, "What?! Those despicable thieves are so ruthless?!"

"Mythical Beast No. 3" growled, "Boss, don’t worry. I’ve already memorized their scent. Even if they flee to the ends of the earth, I’ll hunt them down!"

Gloomy Fox snarled, "Then what are you waiting for? Lead the way!"

A horde of Primordial Mythical Beasts roared forward in pursuit. Along the way, every living creature hid in fear, not daring to show themselves.

The beasts didn’t stop to rest, tearing through the desert and into the rainforest.

Dawn broke.

But soon, the leading Primordial Mythical Beast halted.

It lowered its head in frustration. "Boss, the scent in this forest is too strong. It’s masking their trail."

"Crafty!" Gloomy Fox gritted its teeth. "Looks like they really want to skin Little Babe and make clothes out of it!"

The other mythical beasts erupted in fury, stomping their feet. The ground trembled under the weight of their anger, slowly caving in.

These were ancient creatures, born in the primordial era. For these thieves to steal their leader’s Little Babe was an unbearable insult. If they didn’t tear them apart, how would they uphold their honor?

Their fury shook the earth.

And with Gloomy Fox’s power of chaos suppressing the land, countless living beings were forced to reveal themselves, trembling in terror, fearing the beasts would go on a rampage and destroy their homes.

Gloomy Fox commanded coldly, "I’m looking for a pair of thieves. Spread the word. Whoever finds them, report back immediately. Capture them, and there will be a heavy reward!"

The creatures’ eyes brightened with expectation.

A share of the power of chaos? It would elevate their strength and prolong their lifespan.

They scattered at once, spreading the word.

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Meanwhile, inside a secluded cave—

After that intense escape, Nanli finally landed, her legs weak from exhaustion.

Siheng, though less fatigued, felt dizzy. The world spun around him.

But seeing his wife’s condition, he forced himself to steady, hurrying to support her.

"A’Li, are you okay?" His face was pale, lips white.

Nanli sat down, giving him a glance and chuckling softly. "I’m just a bit tired. But honestly, you look worse."

After a brief meditation, Siheng’s complexion improved.

"I’ll be fine. I’ll get used to it after a few more times," he said, then went to set up a formation.

Although the dense forest already masked their presence, extra caution wouldn’t hurt.

They didn’t rush to leave the North Wilderness, fearing the Primordial Mythical Beasts would follow them into the Immortal World.

Easy to provoke, hard to shake off.

They had to rest here, figure out their next steps.

Nanli, replenished by a spirit stone, quickly regained her strength.

Only then did Siheng ask, "Earlier, you said there was an unexpected issue. What was it?"

"This." Nanli took out the Glassy Bottle.

The bottle still radiated a faint, ghostly glow. Even from a distance, one could feel the immense energy it contained.

But—

Clinging to the bottle was a tiny, unopened beast cub.

Its fur was sparse, two small horns just beginning to form on its head, with a single tail.

Only the size of a palm—yet undeniably ugly.

Siheng frowned immediately. "What is that?"

He instinctively took a step back.

Nanli shot him an annoyed look. "Can’t you tell? That’s Gloomy Fox’s cub."

Siheng’s first reaction: "So ugly."

He couldn’t help but think, Would his own child be this ugly too?

Nanli laughed helplessly. "Most of these beasts are ugly as cubs. They’ll grow better with time."

She placed the Glassy Bottle on the ground.

Throughout, the cub stayed glued to the bottle.

Though Siheng was initially repulsed, curiosity soon took over. "Primordial Mythical Beasts haven’t birthed a cub in over ten thousand years. How did this one appear now?"

Nanli explained, "Primordial Mythical Beasts can self-gestate, but the process takes ages—tens of thousands of years from conception to birth."

Siheng’s brow lifted. "That’s almost the same as Primordial Divine Beasts."

"Pretty much. The difference lies in the energy they absorbed during their birth," Nanli’s voice dimmed. "Many Primordial Divine Beasts perished during the great celestial-demon war."

Sensing her sorrow, Siheng changed the topic. "In that case, let’s just return the cub. Gloomy Fox might stop chasing us."

Nanli sighed, "I wish I could. But this cub is weak. Without the Glassy Bottle’s nourishment, it won’t survive three hours."

When Gloomy Fox noticed the bottle missing from the nest, it immediately dug a burrow and placed the bottle and cub inside.

When Nanli snuck in, there wasn’t time to think—she simply took both.

Siheng frowned slightly. "If it dies, Gloomy Fox will never let us go."

"Exactly. But I can’t just return the bottle either."

Nanli rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought.

They couldn’t stay here long.

Finally, she decided, "Well, fate has brought it to me. I’ll try to save it."

Even with the Glassy Bottle, the cub’s life would only last a few years.

Siheng blinked in surprise. "You can heal mythical beasts too?"

His gaze turned admiring.

Nanli gave an awkward smile. "I’ll... figure it out."

"Still impressive," Siheng said sincerely.

Nanli pulled out ancient tomes, flipping through them.

Siheng wasn’t about to let her do all the work. He grabbed some books too.

But strangely, Nanli wasn’t looking at books about healing—she was reading about runes and spells.

Before he could ask, she had already begun.

Focused, she formed a hand seal, sending a stream of spirit light onto the cub.

Siheng finally understood—she was using a diagnostic spell to examine the cub’s condition. Only after knowing the root cause could they attempt treatment.

And with a Primordial Mythical Beast cub, the spell needed to be adjusted.

If anyone could master such a spell on the spot, it was her.

Not long after, Nanli finished her inspection.

She sighed, "Its internal organs and beast core are incomplete. It’s a malformed cub."

Siheng asked, "Can it be healed?"

If it died here, Gloomy Fox would never believe they weren’t to blame.

Nanli thought carefully, then nodded. "There’s a fifty percent chance."

"Better than none," Siheng said. "What do you need me to do?"

Nanli didn’t hesitate, listing the rare herbs required.

Lastly, she emphasized, "The Mushroom Reef from the North Sea must be used within half an hour of leaving the seabed."