Chapter 532: Chapter 403: The Grand Finale (Part 1)

She got up and walked out of the room.

In the yard, Corbin Crowley was training a few little ones. Eight little snake cubs lined up in a row, following his training.

Barrett Arcanus, Fintan Arcanus, two little phoenixes, and two young dragons were also trailing behind in training.

Three months after the spring began, they had all gradually shapeshifted and learned to speak—though they weren’t very fluent yet, and their pronunciation was far from standard.

Mael Valerius said training had to start from infancy, so he carried over his two dragon cubs, not even a year old and just learning to stand, for training.

The two little dragon cubs looked pitiful and teary-eyed, glancing at their father, but didn’t dare protest.

Malachi Arcanus and Soren Phoenix followed suit, grabbing their two little ones and having them join Corbin Crowley’s training.

The few little babies stood wobbling in the line, occasionally falling on their bottoms with a "plop!"

Corbin Crowley scolded with a straight face, "Stand up straight, legs shoulder-width apart."

Barrett Arcanus parroted in a baby voice: "St-st-stand straight."

But his left foot tripped over his right, and he fell with a "thud," scared of being scolded and not daring to cry, so he scrambled up with a wronged look.

Rhys Blackwood’s eight little snake cubs had already mastered shapeshifting, and now stood in a row, barely suppressing their laughter.

The smallest, number eight, suddenly raised his hand, "I need to pee."

Corbin Crowley’s forehead twitched. "...Go."

The eight little snakes scattered in a flash, the training ground instantly devolving into chaos.

Zeke Veridian stood in the yard watching, the corner of his mouth twitching imperceptibly. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

He thought the show-off and The Mad Dragon were way too impatient—the little ones had only just learned to shapeshift and talk, barely able to stand. Training, my ass.

They should wait until they’re at least two.

He was about to step into the hall.

And bumped into Luna Sutton, who was just coming out.

Zeke Veridian paused, then walked over with a smile, "Awake?"

Luna Sutton nodded, her gaze sweeping over the chaotic scene in the yard. She couldn’t help but rub her forehead, "What are they doing out there?"

Zeke Veridian followed her gaze and replied calmly, "Training the little ones."

She twitched her lips, "Isn’t it a bit too early?"

Kael, Kael Shadowend, Frey and the eight snake cubs were fine, but the others had only just shapeshifted, barely able to walk.

Zeke Veridian rarely agreed, nodding, "Indeed."

Just as he finished speaking, he instantly sensed something.

His gaze landed on her belly, and he was stunned, "You..."

She noticed his look, touched her belly, and winked at him, smiling without a word.

Zeke Veridian immediately understood, his cool features softened noticeably.

He stared closely at her stomach, as if trying to see through the thin layer of fabric to confirm whether there was really new life growing inside.

He reached out and gently stroked her abdomen, "How long?"

He’d once thought he might never have his own offspring.

During that time, he’d even been a little depressed, his mood not so great.

He’d secretly consulted the witch doctors and brewed fertility medicine and so on.

Until Luna Sutton healed his old illness, bringing him hope.

No way he’d expected that hope would actually come true now.

"Just found out."

She smiled happily, "If the test isn’t wrong, it should be yours and Kian Sterling’s."

The Beast Husbands were already Foundation Establishment Cultivators; even if she didn’t say anything, they could sense their own bloodlines with Divine Sense.

Zeke Veridian’s eyes instantly brightened, his fingers impatiently gathering a thread of Spiritual Power to probe her stomach.

He sensed his own bloodline there—three clusters.

The other two clusters probably belonged to the old fox.

"Luna, I’ll be a good father and teach them well."

He suppressed his excitement and pulled his hand back, his emerald eyes watching her, promising seriously.

Thinking about how he usually had to cultivate and hardly had time to look after the little ones, his brows furrowed slightly, almost unnoticed.

Forget it, when the time comes, I’ll get an old matron from the tribe to help out.

This way, it won’t waste time for cultivation, nor delay keeping Luna company.

Luna Sutton couldn’t help but chuckle at his expression, "I know you’ll be a good father."

She reached out and pinched his taut handsome face, "Don’t be so stern—kids will get scared."

Zeke Veridian grabbed her mischievous hand and suddenly lifted her in a bridal carry.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She yelped on instinct, her body suddenly in the air, wrapping her arms reflexively around his neck.

Zeke Veridian’s rare dominance showed as he spoke in a tone that brooked no refusal, "Back to the room. You need proper rest."

With that, he strode back to the master bedroom carrying her.

"Oh, really, I’m fine."

Luna Sutton laughed and cried at the same time, patting his shoulder gently, "I’m a witch doctor myself—I know exactly how I’m doing. Put me down, Zeke."

Zeke Veridian didn’t stop, his emerald eyes unusually persistent, "A witch doctor should know how to rest better. Carrying babies is hard work—especially with five of them."

He gently placed her on the bed, carefully pulled over a thin blanket, "Lie down. I’ll go make you some nourishing soup for the pregnancy."

He didn’t actually know anything about nourishing pregnancy soup, but he could ask the witch doctor.

Luna Sutton couldn’t win against him, so she smiled and went along with it.

Watching his anxious, cool figure, her heart felt warm and sweet.

She caressed her belly, feeling the five faint yet vibrant pulses of life, and couldn’t help but smile.

......

From then on, Luna Sutton became the family’s most precious ’protected target’.

Zeke Veridian and Kian Sterling hardly left her side, nourishing medicinal meals and Spiritual Energy supplements flowing to her nonstop.

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Malachi Arcanus, Soren Phoenix, and Mael Valerius naturally took over all housework and child-rearing, letting Luna Sutton rest with peace of mind.

Even Jago, Caelan Phoenix, and Lian Phoenix worked extra hard, afraid their mistress might get tired.

The basket of Top-grade Spiritual Fruit and Golden Fruit worked wonders—not only delicious, but the pure spiritual power inside gently nourished both mother and babies.

Luna Sutton didn’t have any discomfort; she didn’t even get any early pregnancy symptoms.

Her cultivation remained steady at mid-stage Foundation Establishment—no instability or drop in her level.

The dog system was reliable for once—not lying to her.

But that doesn’t make up for its rotten habit of playing dead every time things got critical before.

...

Time passed quickly in anticipation.

When golden autumn came, The Wolf Tribe ushered in an unprecedented bumper harvest.

Golden rice filled the granaries; sweet potatoes and corn produced abundant yields.

During this period, Luna Sutton and the others found cotton and potatoes, successfully teaching the tribe’s beastmen and females to plant and weave.

Now, the people of The Wolf Tribe not only had enough food, their clothes were no longer just simple pelts—they now had all kinds of cotton and silk fabrics in various colors and styles.

Life for the tribe kept getting better and better—smiles bloomed everywhere, harmony grew by the day.

In everyone’s eyes, Luna Sutton was practically no different from The Beast God—she was respected and adored by all.

No one ever dared disobey her words.

Of course, the faith she gathered kept rising.

...

On this day, the sun was shining and the autumn air was crisp and clear.

Morning sunlight bathed the yard in gold.

Luna Sutton was pacing at the edge of the drying yard, supporting her waist.

Her pregnant belly bulged like a little mountain. Zeke Veridian stayed close by, hovering protectively, afraid she’d get bumped by the rambunctious cubs running everywhere.

"Matron!"

Barrett Arcanus stumbled over, clutching a fat rabbit, followed by a string of little carrot-heads, "I caught a rabbit up on the back mountain—isn’t it really fat?"

She patted his head and praised with a smile, "Good job, Barrett! Want your father to make braised rabbit for you tonight?"

Barrett Arcanus cheered on the spot, hopping excitedly, "Yay! Braised rabbit is my favorite!"

The other cubs crowded around, eyes fixed hungrily on the fat rabbit.

"Matron, I want some too!"

"Me too, Matron!"

...

Luna Sutton smiled and agreed, "Everyone gets some! Now go pick wild veggies and mushrooms—tonight we’ll cook rabbit together."

The cubs cheered happily, scattering to get ingredients.

Zeke Veridian gazed at her gentle profile, eyes brimming with tenderness, "Are you tired? Want to rest inside?"

She shook her head, "No, lying around all day is even more exhausting."

Right after she finished speaking, she suddenly felt something break.

Next, fluid rushed out, like a faucet turned on full blast.

Her expression changed instantly. She gripped Zeke Veridian’s hand tightly, forcing herself to stay calm, "Get me inside—I’m about to give birth."

Zeke Veridian’s face went sheet white; his usual composed, cool features were now unusually frantic.

He scooped her up, voice trembling, "Don’t be afraid, Luna. I’ll get you inside right now."

Luna Sutton nodded, biting her lip, tiny beads of sweat already forming on her forehead.

Zeke Veridian rushed her into the master bedroom, shouting, "Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, quick, get the witch doctor—Luna’s about to give birth!"

The yard instantly exploded into chaos.