Chapter 50

Ye Baizhi wanted to know, but she also understood that this was Ye Wulan’s secret. If he didn’t wish to reveal it, she would respect his decision. It was entirely his choice.

Ye Wulan’s gaze shifted slightly, a faint, seductive charm playing at the corners of his eyes—a presence that could effortlessly stir one’s heart. He murmured softly, a trace of laughter in his voice. “Whatever you wish to know, I will tell you.”

“It may be a secret, but I won’t hide it from you.”

Had he intended to conceal the truth, he never would have been so forthright. Nor would he have shown her the jade slip’s records. Letting her see it was a direct confirmation—an open admission of his identity and origins.

In the Beast Continent, the name Enchanter Demon tribe was a forbidden one.

Ye Wulan gazed into the distance, his entire presence seeming to slip into a deep reminiscence. At that moment, a wave of sorrow and melancholy surrounded him. A silent weight of solitude cloaked his being.

Seeing him like this, Ye Baizhi felt a tug at her heart. “If it involves your safety, you don’t have to say anything.”

Ye Baizhi recalled Xue Youchen’s words—the Enchanter Demon tribe had once been exterminated cruelly and mercilessly. For Ye Wulan to have survived as one of them, it must have been incredibly difficult.

Ye Wulan gazed at her intently, his eyes reflecting deep trust. “But I want to tell you.”

His words carried a weight that pressed against her heart. A faint tremor stirred within her.

“You trust me just like that?”

“Aren’t you afraid that if I know this, I might harm you or reveal it to others?”

Of course, Ye Baizhi would never do such a thing. She was simply moved that Ye Wulan was willing to share these secrets with her despite the risks.

Ye Wulan’s lips curled into a gentle smile. “You wouldn’t.”

Three simple words—yet they affirmed his complete trust in her.

Something in Ye Baizhi’s heart warmed. Being recognized and trusted felt strangely reassuring.

“Even though we haven’t known each other for long, I already know—you wouldn’t.”

With that, Ye Wulan finally began explaining his past.

“A little over a hundred years ago, when I had just turned three hundred—the age of adulthood in the Enchanter Demon tribe…”

“That day was supposed to be my coming-of-age ceremony—but it was also the day the Enchanter Demon tribe was annihilated.”

“Before the ceremony began, I bathed, changed into ceremonial robes, and burned incense in honor of my ancestors. Only then could I step onto the sacrificial altar and complete the rite before my clan.”

“But before it even started, I heard the commotion outside—many of my people had already been slaughtered.”

“I rushed out to fight, desperate to protect them. But the enemy was too powerful, beyond what we could resist.”

“And there must have been a traitor within our clan. Someone broke the barrier, destroyed our protective formations, and let them march straight in.”

“When I lay in a pool of my own blood, my father found me. Through a blood sacrifice, he divined the only path of survival for our clan.”

“He told me that a hundred years from then, I should go to the Rabbit Tribe in the Northern Region, take on the role of a healer, and wait for a certain female beast to appear.”

“My father said that this female would be the hope of the Enchanter Demon tribe.”

“Severely wounded, I was sealed within our sacred artifact by my father. A century later, I finally emerged, taken in by the Rabbit Tribe’s healers.”

“And so, I waited—until recently, when you appeared. That was when I knew the one I had been waiting for… was you.”

Ye Wulan spoke simply, but as Ye Baizhi watched him, she noticed the deep crimson light flickering in his eyes—his gaze was laden with sorrow—the grief of a destroyed lineage—one that could never truly be healed.

“How can you be sure it’s me?”

“There are many female beasts in the Rabbit Tribe.”

Ye Wulan answered steadily. “Because the moment you arrived, I felt it.”

“You are the one I was meant to find.”

“This is an ability exclusive to pure-blooded Enchanter Demons.”

“And after the clan was eradicated, aside from me, no pure-blooded Enchanter Demon remains.”

His gaze settled deeply upon her. There was something he couldn’t bring himself to say.

Only Ye Baizhi could bear him a pure-blooded Enchanter Beast, ensuring the continuation of his clan’s bloodline. “Only a pure-blooded Enchanter Beast can inherit the ancestral powers and possess great strength. Otherwise, the legacy of the Enchanter Demon tribe will be lost.”

“And after suffering severe injuries back then, I can now only exert a fraction of my true power.”

Ye Baizhi listened carefully, gradually grasping his meaning. “You believe I can give birth to a pure-blooded heir for you?”

Ye Wulan’s ears turned red, and he nodded. “Yes.”

“In the past, I waited because of duty. But now, what matters most is your own wishes—I don’t want to force you into anything you don’t desire.”

So, he chose honesty. He concealed nothing.

Wanting an heir had become more than just fulfilling his responsibility—it meant she had unconsciously found a place in his heart. However, he bore the burden of his clan’s survival; that was his responsibility. It was his to carry, and she should never be forced into anything. If she didn’t wish for it, he wouldn’t insist.

Ye Baizhi felt conflicted as she listened to him. He had truly been so open about everything. She knew that in the Beast Continent, having more children would benefit her. Both Da Bao and the space had told her so.

At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in her mind—originating from the space. “Detected an exceptional male beast—Ye Wulan. If the master bears a pure-blooded offspring with him, strength will be enhanced, lifespan extended, and karma accumulated.”

“Karma can be used to save lives.”

Hearing the crisp voice in her mind, Ye Baizhi’s mouth twitched. Was the space trying to push her toward Ye Wulan for that purpose?

Still, the ability to use karma to save lives was something she deeply needed. And she had to grow stronger quickly—to protect her child. It was no longer just about her. She had a child to safeguard.

Not to mention, the outside world was teeming with dangerous demonic energy and beasts.

Ye Baizhi thought for a moment and said, “There’s no coercion.”

“I can give birth to your child.”

Ye Wulan was momentarily stunned before a trace of joy flickered across his face.

“Thank you.” He spoke with unwavering sincerity, expressing his gratitude.

“From now on, I will dedicate my life to protecting you.”

Looking at the sorrowful fragility in his presence, Ye Baizhi felt a pang of unease in her heart. She spoke softly, “Your life is more important than anything.”

“At all times, safety comes first.”

Her words deeply moved Ye Wulan. No other female beast would ever say such a thing.

“You promise me—safety first.”

His expression softened. “Alright.” Yet, deep down, he knew that if danger arose, he would still be willing to risk his life for her—because she was worth everything he could give.

“Don’t worry. Now that you’re my beast husband, I will grow stronger to protect you.”

At this moment, Ye Wulan looked genuinely surprised. He had never heard of a female beast offering protection to her beast husband. It was the first time anyone had said such words to him. His heart trembled slightly—instinctively, he wanted to pull her into his embrace, but he restrained himself.

Then, as if recalling something, Ye Baizhi asked, “Back then, the force that wiped out your clan—who were they?”

“Was it another beast tribe?”