Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Although Tian Xiu was quite surprised by Xiong Xiaohua's name, the large eagle from the Sha Tribe naively thought:

A bear named Xiaohua (Little Flower), even if it's a male demon, should be a relatively delicate-looking male demon, right?

But when Xiong Gungun pulled his sleeve and led him to a cave near the border of the Winter Bear Tribe, Tian Xiu realized his naiveté.

Because Xiong Xiaohua wasn't just a male demon, but a burly, tough-looking large black bear.

The eagle thought "…" He originally felt that having the character 'Xiu' (elegant) in his name lacked the demeanor of a male demon, but seeing the injured dark-skinned man in front of him, Tian Xiu suddenly felt a bit more balanced.

"Wuwuwu, Xiaohua." Xiong Gungun was clearly very close to the large black bear. As soon as he saw Xiong Xiaohua's unhealed wounds, tears started falling again.

Beside Xiong Xiaohua were a few older bears. Tian Xiu couldn't bear to look at the wounded, almost immobile bear demons, so he handed them the medicinal herbs he had picked up on the road.

The eagle asked the oldest and most conscious-looking bear, "Doesn't your tribe have a shaman?"

The bear shook his head. "No, Brother Xiong Yuan knows the most, but he went to exchange for medicinal herbs and hasn't returned yet."

The eagle thought "…"

Those two bears still haven't returned. Could they have really been tricked by that lion into going to the Wind Lion Tribe?

Tian Xiu became worried again. He touched his nose, looked at the seriously injured bears, and thought of the medicinal herbs he had previously given to Yuan Jue and the others. He sighed—

Medicinal herbs were precious in winter. In fact, he had only given the wolf ten stalks.

Although they hadn't met for long, the wolf's cave was filled with the smell of blood, so he must have been seriously injured as well.

He felt too embarrassed to go back to Yuan Jue for these bears.

"I'll go look for more medicinal herbs nearby," Tian Xiu said to Xiong Gungun, who was tugging at his leg.

The vacation he had requested from his partner was for half a month. Traveling back and forth would take five days, so he still had seven or eight days left. He decided to see if he could help the Winter Bear Tribe.

If he hadn't met Xiong Duoduo and Xiong Yuan before, Tian Xiu might have left directly. He wasn't actually a very warm-hearted eagle; his nature was even somewhat cold.

If it weren't for the fact that Yuan Jue had saved him once when he was young, and the wolf boy's cold, aloof, yet gentle eyes had left a deep impression on him, perhaps he would never have changed.

…

…

In the eagle's memory, the arrogant, cool, and invincible young wolf Yuan Jue, after stealthily kissing the little wife he had been longing for, was in a state of extreme trepidation.

After deeply pondering a series of philosophical questions from "How should he take responsibility?" and "The mating ceremony really needs to be grand" to "What if his and Qiuqiu's future cubs inherit the demonic blood in his body?", Mr. Grey Wolf finally clenched his paws tightly, his heart burning with anticipation.

He had thought it through carefully. As long as she was willing, he would take her away from the Flame Wolf Tribe once he recovered a bit.

If he could break through to the sixth rank, he could dig a cave in the merfolk's territory. Qiuqiu could live under the sea if she wanted.

Far away from here, there were also the Sha Tribe and the Underground Tribe. He had wandered there before. If she got tired of the seabed, they could move to a different place and travel across the entire continent.

Even though he hadn't confessed yet, and hadn't learned how to properly kiss, he was already imagining a sweet married life with his little wife.

But Mr. Grey Wolf knew that while there were many romantic places on this continent, there were also many dangers.

In order to surpass the elusive Tian Luo Grey Wolf, he needed to work harder.

Yuan Jue lightly licked his lips, which had just touched the corner of his little wife's mouth, his eyelashes trembling.

He was about to succeed. Give him five more days, and with the healing water droplets that Ruan Qiuqiu fed him every day, he was seventy percent sure he could make the demonic blood and demonic power within his body coexist harmoniously. If he had more spirit stones, his success rate would be even higher.

But it was enough for now.

His little wife had worked hard enough. He would cherish every bit of spiritual energy.

By then, his strength would be greater than that of a single demon or magical beast, and even his eyes might have a chance to recover.

A faint, almost inaudible chuckle sounded in the darkness.

Although he had seen her many times with his demonic consciousness, he still longed to see her with his own eyes.

To see what she looked like when she smiled, what her expression was when she called him husband, whether her soft waist was as slender and alluring as he imagined…

Five more days.

For these five days, he could only barely spare a sliver of consciousness to guard against danger and couldn't talk to her as much as he had in the past two days.

He might even get his clothes dirty while cultivating.

Thinking of this, Mr. Grey Wolf's face flushed again—

He was already her wolf. If she didn't mind him being dirty, it wouldn't matter if she didn't change his clothes.

If she wanted to kiss him, she could…

Ruan Qiuqiu didn't know that while she was asleep, in Mr. Wolf's mind, they had already completed an extremely intimate "kiss" between husband and wife.

If she knew, she would definitely think Mr. Grey Wolf was too innocent.

As an "old driver" with exceptionally rich theoretical knowledge but zero practical experience, just a simple lip-to-lip touch that lasted less than a second couldn't be called a romantic kiss.

After waking up from a dream where she had kissed Mr. Wolf, Ruan Qiuqiu looked at the quietly sleeping wolf beside her and blushed, thinking—

Even a lip-to-lip kiss should last at least three seconds!

…

She quickly got out of bed, finished her daily cleaning, fed herself and Mr. Wolf, checked the cured meat drying in the "storage room," and pondered her plans for the day. Then she put on her straw raincoat, grabbed her spear, and planned to go out to find some dry vines to weave a basket.

The weather was decent today. Although the temperature had dropped considerably compared to the previous period, it was only snowing lightly, making it convenient to move around.

She had taken the time to dig two more traps recently. There had been quite a few changes in the past few days, and she hadn't had time to check them. Today was a good opportunity, and maybe she'd be lucky enough to catch some small animals.

She was also still a little worried about Grandpa Mo and Qing Ruyi.

Having planned her route, before leaving, Ruan Qiuqiu left enough healing water droplets by Mr. Grey Wolf's bedside and "secretly" touched his wolf ears.

This time, Ruan Qiuqiu was sure that Mr. Grey Wolf was asleep, but perhaps because of last night's dream, she was a little embarrassed to touch him and only gently applied some medicine to the wounds on his ears.

His newly grown fur was very fine, softer than the coarse fur on his tail, and felt much better. Ruan Qiuqiu curved her eyes and smiled. "Mr. Tian Luo Grey Wolf, please guard the house well."

…

The place where she had set the traps wasn't far from their current cave. Ruan Qiuqiu quickly arrived at her destination.

The first place where she had found the eggs was under a few giant trees. Later, she had deepened that trap.

From afar, Ruan Qiuqiu saw signs of disturbance around the trap. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over, brushed away the snow, and saw a dying pigeon in the trap.

It looked like a pigeon several times fatter than a modern one.

She picked up the pigeon and estimated it to be about five or six pounds. It was truly a pigeon almost as big as a chicken.

Ruan Qiuqiu originally wanted to use her spiritual power to sense if the pigeon had spoiled and if the meat was fresh, but when her spiritual power reached the pigeon's belly, she unexpectedly sensed a rich spiritual energy.

Ruan Qiuqiu's eyes widened in surprise. She carefully probed with her spiritual power again and confirmed that there were indeed spirit stones in the pigeon's belly—

Not just one, but four small spirit stones, similar to the almost fifth-rank spirit stone she had dug up on the cliff last time.

They were all very small, only the size of a pinky nail, but the four together were almost equivalent to more than half of the small spirit stone she had dug up last time.

Ruan Qiuqiu was overjoyed. She carefully examined the area around the trap and found some bloodstains. Lifting the fat pigeon's feathers, she also found some blood.

She guessed that the pigeon had accidentally discovered the spirit stones and swallowed them instinctively, but it hadn't been able to absorb them. It had fallen into the trap mid-flight and probably hadn't died yet.

Perhaps due to absorbing some of the spiritual energy, the pigeon seemed very human-like. Its small, beady eyes were moist and looked pitiful.

Ruan Qiuqiu was both amused and exasperated. She held the pigeon upside down, channeled her spiritual power into its body, and helped it expel the swallowed spirit stones.

Then she fed it some water with healing properties and a bit of tuber. Seeing it regain some energy, she stroked its wings. "Go on, don't eat anything randomly again."

The fat pigeon seemed to understand. It flapped its wings at Ruan Qiuqiu before taking off, flying up and down several times before gradually disappearing from Ruan Qiuqiu's sight.

Ruan Qiuqiu washed the spirit stones with snow, carefully wrapped them in a small piece of animal hide, and placed them in her backpack—

Mr. Grey Wolf had been absorbing spirit stones very quickly these past few days. When Ruan Qiuqiu woke up this morning, she found that only the spirit stone with the richest spiritual energy was left beside him.

She also really wanted to exchange for more spirit stones soon, but she hadn't expected to encounter a pigeon that had mistakenly eaten spirit stones as soon as she went out. Should she say she was too lucky?

It seemed that ever since she met Mr. Grey Wolf, her luck in finding spirit stones had been getting better and better.

Could this be the legendary phenomenon where being unlucky in one aspect leads to being lucky in another?

Ruan Qiuqiu smiled, reset the trap, and hoped that the other two traps would also yield good things.

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