Chapter 29

Ye Baizhi’s expression instantly hardened as she stared at Ye Wulan. “What are you trying to say?”

She could clearly sense the deeper meaning in his words. Tilting her head up, she met his gaze. At that moment, his eyes were like a dark abyss, carrying an undercurrent of danger—an irresistible force threatening to pull her into an endless, shadowed realm.

Ye Wulan studied her, sensing the way she tensed as if bracing against unseen thorns. Yet, he remained unbothered. His gaze flickered with an inexplicable allure as he murmured, voice ethereal, “Miss Ye, you likely don’t know about the Snow Wolf King’s situation.”

“Across the entire Beast World, only you possess such an extraordinary ability—to bear the offspring of the Snow Wolf King.”

“And not just any offspring—a pure-blooded Snow Wolf with exceptional talent.”

“Testing stones are usually reliable, but a divine fertility ability? A mere stone cannot measure that.”

“Miss Ye, tell me—if someone were to discover this, what do you think they would do?”

“Even the Snow Wolf King has enemies.”

“So, Miss Ye, you must be careful.”

His voice drifted like a whisper carried by the wind, distant yet strangely intoxicating.

As he lowered his head, his voice fell softly at her ear, carrying a tone laced with an irresistible allure.

A shiver-inducing charm.

Yet his words sent a chill through Ye Baizhi’s entire body, freezing her blood. By the time she snapped back to reality, Ye Wulan had already vanished. Even in broad daylight, he carried an umbrella—an eerie sight.

Only when his presence fully dissipated did Ye Baizhi feel her blood begin to flow again.

“Sister Ye, what’s wrong?”

“Sister Ye, did the doctor think the soy milk was delicious too?”

Gesi had been entirely unaware of what the doctor and Ye Baizhi had been discussing.

Ye Baizhi realized that Ye Wulan had used a secret transmission technique—only she had been able to hear his words. But what he had said, the revelations he had given her, made her suddenly aware of something.

Something she had overlooked. Was the child in her womb actually a little Snow Wolf?

She had thought it would be a Rabbit-Wolf hybrid. But it was a Snow Wolf?

The memory of her dream surfaced—a soft, adorable little Snow Wolf. Her heart melted at the thought.

No matter what, she had to grow stronger to protect her child. She needed to accelerate her ability growth. But why had Ye Wulan warned her about all this?

Was he truly that kind-hearted? Ye Baizhi remained skeptical.

Snapping back to reality, she said, “Yes, when your grandmother wakes up, make sure she drinks some soy milk too.”

Ye Baizhi entered the cave and checked on Grandma Lin, who was still asleep. She found that her condition had indeed improved. There was no denying that Ye Wulan’s medical skills were exceptional.

Grandma Lin, however, was malnourished and prone to dizziness and low blood pressure. But as long as she ate more after waking, she would be fine. There was no life-threatening danger, so she didn’t need to use her wood-type abilities on her.

After bidding Gesi farewell, Ye Baizhi headed home.

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Ye Shuo and Ye Chuan were eating soy egg pancakes. The two sat on wooden stools, taking small bites as if they wanted to savor every bit, their faces filled with delight.

“This is delicious.”

“Yeah, who would have thought something could taste this good? It’s so soft, and it feels amazing in my stomach.”

“And it smells wonderful.”

“I need to learn how to eat slowly and take small bites, so I don’t finish it too quickly.”

Afraid to devour it all in one go, they ate at a slow pace, prolonging the enjoyment. Even though they had eaten breakfast earlier, they still felt hungry now. And the combination of a few bites of pancake followed by a sip of soy milk was simply heavenly. They felt utterly comfortable.

Ye Shuo couldn’t help but marvel, “Yesterday, when my sister found the soybeans and said we should pick them, I didn’t believe her.”

“At the time, I was puzzled—how could those soybeans possibly turn into food?”*

“Besides, they’re so small, they wouldn’t even be enough to fill a gap in my teeth.”

“Still, I trusted her when she said they were edible, so I put one in my mouth and bit down. It was hard and completely tasteless.”

“She told me it had to be processed first—and I never imagined it would be done this way, let alone that it would turn out this delicious!”

They had never tasted anything so exquisite. Tears welled up—it was almost too good to be true.

When Ye Baizhi returned, she overheard her brothers’ conversation. Seeing their expressions, she couldn’t help but laugh. Having her cooking so wholeheartedly appreciated filled her with a sense of satisfaction. The tension she had carried earlier finally eased.

“Sister, you’re back!”

“What do we do next?”

The two of them eagerly surrounded her.

Ye Baizhi smiled and said, “You don’t need to be so frugal. Eat as much as you like—we can always make more.”

“There’s plenty of soybeans.”

And in the spring, they could even cultivate more. Near the Rabbit Tribe’s settlement, there was a vast stretch of land that could be fenced off and used as farmland.

“We’re just afraid that once we eat it, it’ll be gone.”

“But there are so many soybeans—we can keep making more.”

“In the future, our food supply will grow. And there will be even tastier things.”

There were so many delicious foods—countless varieties.

Seeing Ye Baizhi’s confident expression, Ye Shuo and Ye Chuan naturally believed her. They trusted her completely. Excitement filled them—they wondered what foods could possibly be even better than this.

Over the past few days, they had eaten plenty of new dishes, thanks to their sister. The flavors were incredible—unlike anything they had tasted before. Before, they hadn’t even known that food beyond meat and fruits existed. Let alone food that was prepared this way.

“It’s settled—now, the next step is pressing the mold.”

Previously, Ye Baizhi had asked Ye Shuo to carve a large mold, clean it thoroughly, and then place the rested mixture inside. She wrapped it in cloth before pressing it down with a stone.

“Let it sit for a while, and by noon, we’ll have tofu.”

She believed that if they had enough food, they should eat three meals a day to maintain proper nutrition.

Ye Shuo and Ye Chuan asked what they should do next.

“Big Brother, you can start stripping the ramie bark.”

Yesterday, they had brought the ramie back and left it untouched in the yard.

“Alright!”

Even beastmen without a formal strength ranking were far stronger than ordinary humans. So when they started working, their strength made peeling the ramie quick and effortless.

Ye Shuo asked, “Little Sister, is this food too?”

Ye Baizhi smiled. “No, this isn’t food—it can be used to make linen thread and fabric.”

Their Rabbit Tribe was still a low-ranked tribe, and beastmen mostly wore clothing made from animal hides. But in noble tribes, especially in the imperial city of the central region, people wore fine silks and luxurious garments. Those materials were expensive, far beyond the reach of beastmen in lower-ranking tribes. Since their tribe was still struggling to secure enough food, it wasn’t realistic to trade food for such attire.

However, Ye Baizhi could teach them how to process ramie into threads. It could be woven into fishing nets, sacks, or even simple fabrics. They could also create basic weaving looms—eventually producing cloth and even clothing. Step by step, through their own efforts, the Rabbit Tribe could grow into a thriving and civilized community.

Ye Chuan’s eyes lit up as he cautiously asked, “Little Sister, can this material really be made into fabric for clothing?”

“But I’ve heard that noble tribes wear clothes made mostly from silk.”

“I heard that raising silkworms, weaving cloth, and tailoring garments requires specialized skills.”

None of them had experience with that. That was something he had learned while visiting the Cat Tribe and hearing beastmen talk about the imperial city.

Thinking about the Snow Wolf King’s regal silk robes—so elegant and dignified—it was something beyond the reach of their low-ranked tribe.