The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 78: Day Break

Chapter 78: Day Break

Xu Feng’s mind was overflowing with the whirlwind of new information, and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of disorientation. It was as if the world he thought he knew was peeling away, revealing layers of secrets and hidden truths he had never imagined.

The idea of immortal beasts was one thing, but the likeliness of human cultivators and the possibility of ascending to another world added a surreal feeling to his understanding. From an ancient world with a third gender, to whatever this turned out to be.

The concept of ascension brought to mind tales of cultivation worlds, where individuals honed their skills and spiritual energy to the point of transcending the mortal realm. It was a subject often found in web novels and dramas, but now, Xu Feng couldn’t dismiss it as mere stories and fiction. It was as if the boundaries of reality were expanding even more, before his very eyes.

With an air of curiosity, he considered the existence of flying swords, a typical element of many cultivation stories. Were they real in this world? What other wonders and dangers lay hidden beyond the horizon?

And then there was the Xuan family and his "husband’s" potential ascension. Xuan Yang hadn’t mentioned him ascending, but Xu Feng could connect the dots.

It was an uncertain and potentially distant future, but the thought of ancient demon beasts or the mysteries of human cultivators becoming part of their lives added a new layer of complexity to their already intricate relationships.

What if these ancient demon beasts in seclusion took over their bodies or his future child’s body? Or was that only a human cultivator trope...

Lying on his back and gazing at the designs on the ceiling, Xu Feng’s mind was still swirling a storm of questions and uncertainty.

The information Xuan Yang had shared about the immortal beasts, their possible connections to human cultivators, and their ascension to other worlds left behind many gaps and mysteries.

Xuan Yang had given him a glimpse into a world filled with immortal beasts taking on human forms, a concept that had its origins in cultivation novels. Still, there were significant omissions in the story.

The absence of details about demon beasts cultivating from plants into human forms, as well as the role of human cultivators, left Xu Feng pondering the true amount of knowledge among the people of the Dongzhou continent.

However, another big mystery lay in the silence surrounding Xuan Jian. He appeared to be a mysterious figure in the Xuan clan, with no information about his aptitude or lineage. What secrets did this man hold, and why was his aptitude kept so closely guarded by Xuan Yang within his family?

Through all this, Xu Feng couldn’t help but recognize the secrets the original owner of his body should have—did he not have a complete set of memories? The idea that his silver hair went unnoticed by his dad or that his lineage, as a retired servant from a prominent family, remained unknown was baffling.

It left him wondering about the true motivations behind Xu Zeng’s dad’s decisions, including why he had chosen to return to a village for a marriage instead of seeking a more suitable match in a town or a city.

In the middle of the chaos of newfound knowledge and secrets, Xu Feng’s own abilities began to stir uneasily in the background. He couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that his wood-based powers might have accidentally strengthened his bloodline.

It was a confusing concept and one that stirred deep within him like a dormant beast awakening.

There was something peculiar about his power. Xu Feng had noticed that he was considerably stronger than both Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang.

They recognized his strength to some extent, but they couldn’t grasp the full extent of his power. It was a characteristic that aligned with the norms of cultivation novels he had delved into.

According to his reading, the stronger cultivator was typically able to perceive the power levels of weaker cultivators, while the weaker cultivators remained unable to read the strength of their more powerful counterparts.

It was an unwritten rule of the world he had once imagined.

Yet, the Xuan elders, blinded by their biased beliefs and assumptions about him, continued to underestimate his abilities. They hadn’t fully realized his potential or the depth of his power.

This realization left Xu Feng with an urgent desire to remove them from his home and maintain a safe distance, guarding his secrets with care.

While these distant and unsettling thoughts weighed on his mind, Xu Feng also recognized the immediate concerns that he needed to address. He had to learn more about his opponents and enemies and make more of an effort to keep a barrier up between him and others.

With that, he needed to prepare to take on the day, the people he needed to distance himself from lying on either side of him.

*SIGH

Xu Feng let out a deep sigh, shattering the silence that had settled in his room. He knew he couldn’t blame the alcohol this time; what had happened was a mix of everyone’s doing. It was a shared fault.

It was clearly not his fault, but also his fault.

Everyone was at fault.

Demon beasts have less moral restraint than humans or human cultivators. They tend to follow their instincts, and beasts like snakes and foxes tended to have higher libidos, the fact that Xu Feng also had such a deep red mole was just a double torture.

He, Xuan Jian, and Xuan Yang were destined to be horny little men.

Two snake beasts and a fox beast with powerful bloodlines, coupled with undeniable physical attraction – Xu Feng couldn’t deny the allure he held for both men. His striking silver hair only added to his charm.

It was their second night together, although the first night did not result in the three of them sleeping together in the same bedroom.

The room remained shrouded in the early morning’s dim light, with only a few birds singing their awakening songs.

"Do you need help?"

The deep voice from Xuan Jian sent a shiver down Xu Feng’s spine. He was reluctant to meet the eyes of the two men who flanked him.

Their intentions in the daylight felt even more awkward. It took a moment, but Xuan Yang extended his hand, demonstrating what Xuan Jian meant.