Werebeast Gongs CH 140 Journey To The Sacred Lake Part 1
"How much farther to the Sacred Lake?" The weather was freezing, and Lei Jin felt the misty breath leaving his mouth instantly turn into ice crystals. He leaned all his weight on the wooden stick in his right hand—his legs were numb, and he couldn’t walk anymore. They had been trekking through the snow for five straight days. The distant snow-capped mountains were visible but never seemed to get any closer. When would this journey end?
Xiya took the bag from Lei Jin’s shoulder and bent down, saying once more, "Get on. I’ll carry you." He had said this many times already, but Lei Jin refused to listen. In such cold weather, even the werebeasts were struggling, let alone Lei Jin. Females were naturally less physically resilient than werebeasts.
"No, I can hold on for two more days." He didn’t know how much longer the road ahead was, so he couldn’t afford to collapse now. The first eleven days had been manageable—Xiya and the others still had their wings, making the journey relatively smooth. But then their wings disappeared, and their tails uncontrollably grew out. Apparently, this was a normal reaction as they neared the Sacred Lake. By the time they actually reached it, they would only be able to maintain their beast forms.
"Let me carry you," Moya offered. Xiya was already burdened with most of their luggage. He looked at Lei Jin and said, "If you keep pushing yourself like this, you won’t make it. It might snow again tonight, and we need to find a cave to take shelter from the wind and snow."
Lei Jin knew he was pushing his limits and slowing everyone down. But Moya and the others were also walking on foot now—carrying him would make it even harder to trudge through the snow.
"If I’d known, we should’ve held the ceremony in spring. At least then it’d be like a spring outing." Lei Jin tugged at his collar but still shook his head in refusal. "I’ll tell you when I really can’t go on."
Seeing his stubbornness, Moya didn’t press further. He pulled out a leather pouch from his coat—it held wine given by Ivey—and lowered Lei Jin’s scarf, pressing it to his lips. "Take a few sips. It’ll warm you up."
Lei Jin gulped down a few mouthfuls, and Mingya fed him two pieces of marinated duck meat. After a short rest, they resumed their journey.
"Are you really okay, Lei Jin?" Mingya kissed his ice-cold cheek, heart aching. He knew Lei Jin was exhausted.
"Of course I am. I think I hear water up ahead. Let’s race to see who gets there first." Lei Jin stomped the snow off his boots, swung his arms to shake off the fatigue, and forced himself to perk up. It’s just walking. What’s so hard about it? It’s not like he had fewer legs than the others.
The other three chuckled and followed closely behind.
The sky was a crystal-clear blue when it wasn’t snowing, pristine like glass. The snow-covered ground stretched endlessly, untouched by animal tracks.
Further ahead lay a vast forest. As they passed beneath the trees, no matter how careful they were, snow still showered down on their heads. The riverbank had shallow streams trickling through, and fallen trees lay scattered in the snow.
"Let’s rest here for a bit," Xiya suggested.
Lei Jin brushed the snow off his hat and scarf before sitting on a protruding tree branch. He couldn’t take another step.
"Lei Jin, look what I found!" Mingya, who had wandered off earlier, came running back with a snow-covered branch.
"What is it?" Lei Jin forced a smile. He was drained, but Mingya looked so excited that he had to play along.
"Frostberries! They’re not as tasty as rockfruit, but still pretty good." Mingya shook the snow off the branch, revealing clusters of small red berries, each the size of a walnut. Their skins were frozen and cracked with black fissures.
Mingya popped one into his mouth. The flesh inside was a creamy yellow, translucent like jelly.
Sweet—that was Lei Jin’s first impression. Dry and not very juicy—his second.
Mingya jumped onto the branch beside Lei Jin, wanting to sit together. The not-so-sturdy branch snapped with a crack, sending both of them tumbling into the snow.
"Dummy." Lei Jin laughed, flipping over to straddle Mingya’s waist. His icy fingers, still covered in snow, slipped under Mingya’s collar.
Mingya wrapped his arms around him, twisting and pleading for mercy. Xiya and Moya, though usually mature and composed, couldn’t resist joining in the childish fun now that they were alone. Soon, all four fathers were wrestling in the snow, their laughter echoing far across the clear sky.
Closer to the water, animal tracks became more frequent. The river, flowing beneath the snow, reflected the sky in patches of striking blue. Lei Jin scooped up a handful—the water was so cold it felt like his teeth would freeze. Xiya and Moya followed the tracks to hunt for fresh game.
That night, they reached the first snow-capped mountain and found an ice cave halfway up. The entrance was shielded by massive icicles, blocking the wind. A fire was quickly lit.
Moya took out some cured meat from their packs and roasted it. They had brought plenty of food from home, anticipating potential shortages along the way.
Lei Jin, completely spent, had already fallen asleep. Mingya changed him into dry clothes by the fire, then hung the wet ones to dry for the next day.
Xiya cleaned the game outside while Moya melted ice in a small clay pot. Once the water boiled, he wrung out a hot cloth to wipe Lei Jin’s hands, feet, and face.
The wind howled outside, and soon heavy snow began to fall again, blanketing the ground in white. The roasted meat was brushed clean of ash and cut into chunks, eaten by hand. A pot of fresh mutton stew, seasoned with homemade salted radish, warmed them from the inside out.
By morning, the snow still hadn’t stopped. Their footprints from the previous day were completely buried. After more than ten days of relentless travel in the freezing cold—and with the air thinning as they climbed higher—Lei Jin finally hit his limit. He managed in the morning, but after their midday rest, his legs wobbled when he stood, nearly sending him face-first into the snow. From then on, Xiya and the others took turns carrying him.
By the time they reached the third mountain, Lei Jin had adjusted somewhat. The four of them cut down some pine logs and fashioned makeshift skis. Werebeasts had excellent reflexes, and Lei Jin had some prior experience, so they picked it up quickly. After a few tumbles, they were gliding smoothly—far faster than walking, especially downhill.
At the fifth mountain, Lei Jin lost his patience. How many more of these are there? This isn’t a honeymoon—it’s a survival training camp!
"Are you sure you know where we’re going? What if we took a wrong turn?" There was still no sign of the so-called Sacred Lake.
"We’re not lost. The Sacred Lake has a unique pull on werebeasts. We can sense it," Xiya said mysteriously. Lei Jin felt nothing.
"The Sacred Lake is behind this mountain," Moya stated firmly.
"How do you know?" Lei Jin asked.
"Because our ears are out." Mingya took off his hat, revealing soft silver-white leopard ears standing upright on his head.
Lei Jin lunged for Moya’s hat and yanked it off—sure enough, his ears had emerged too.
Xiya didn’t wait for Lei Jin to pester him and took his own hat off. Lei Jin almost burst out laughing but held back—they were surrounded by snow-capped peaks, and the last thing they needed was an avalanche. "You look just like Pomelo and Orange." He had only seen the twins in their half-beast forms as children, with ears and tails.
Xiya corrected him with a sigh, "I’m their father. They’re the ones who look like me."
Between the fifth and sixth mountains, thick mist swirled, obscuring everything below in a sea of white.
"Are we sure this is the place?" Lei Jin asked. When Moya nodded, he followed up, "How do we get down?"
"According to tribal legends, you just jump," Xiya answered, completely serious.
"What? You don’t have wings right now! If there are rocks at the bottom, we’ll die!" He still wanted to live to a hundred. He had four sons waiting for him at home.
"Wait here. I’ll go down first and check," Xiya said, stepping forward as the eldest.
Lei Jin grabbed his arm. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Let’s think of another way."
Moya and Mingya also objected.
Xiya kissed Lei Jin, left his bag behind, and said to Moya, "Look after Lei Jin and Mingya. It’s fine. I’m just scouting. Dad told us before—it looks dangerous, but it’s actually safe. Everyone in the tribe has done it this way."
"If we’re jumping, we jump together," Lei Jin declared. He couldn’t just watch Xiya take the risk alone.
"Eldest Brother, let’s listen to Lei Jin," Moya sided with him. Mingya, gripping Lei Jin’s hand, clearly agreed.
Once they decided, Xiya and Moya strapped all their luggage to their backs while Mingya carried Lei Jin. They found a protruding rock on the cliff and, after a silent count, leaped together.
The descent through the mist was disorienting, and the rapid freefall was far from pleasant. Fortunately, it wasn’t too high before they plunged into warm water.
"Cough—cough—!" Lei Jin crawled out of the water, hacking. Who the hell decided this was the way down? Swallowing a bellyful of water was not fun.
Moya helped him up.
"Is this it?" Lei Jin wiped his face and looked around in surprise. Outside, it was the dead of winter, but here, autumn still reigned—trees heavy with fruit, reeds swaying by the water.
"Probably not. Dad said the only passage to the Sacred Lake is underwater."
"Did An Bu mention where the passage is?" Finding a hidden underwater tunnel in such a vast expanse wouldn’t be easy.
Moya patted his back soothingly. "Dad has never been here. I heard about it from Dad An Sen and Dad An Luo. They only gave general hints. The Sacred Lake’s location shifts slightly over time, and the surroundings change with it. No one can pinpoint the exact spot—werebeasts have to find it themselves. But the underwater passage is a constant."
"So this isn’t the place?" Lei Jin glared, on the verge of snapping.
Moya hurried to reassure him, "Either way, let’s rest here for a day, regain our strength. There’s plenty of food around—we can stock up. And," he paused, "we’ll need to leave some of our luggage here. We can’t take it to the Sacred Lake."
Lei Jin knew what he meant. The place where they’d…? Clothes were the least of their concerns. This was going to be primitive. And direct.
The four of them dried their clothes by the fire, with Mingya keeping Lei Jin company while Xiya and Moya foraged. Unable to find a good storage spot, they hollowed out a tree trunk and sealed it with resin the next day, leaving their clothes and other supplies inside.
Then they dove back underwater. Lei Jin and Moya, thanks to the life pearls from Berg and Lan Qi, could breathe almost as easily as on land. Xiya and Mingya struggled more, so Lei Jin pressed close, sharing his air with them.
The water was dark, save for a faint glow in the east. They swam toward it, passing beneath a mountain range before emerging on the other side. The water here was noticeably warmer. Lei Jin broke the surface first, followed closely by Xiya and the others—now fully transformed into their majestic beast forms.
The space here was enormous. Lei Jin estimated it would take three to five days to walk the perimeter. Snow crowned the mountaintops, while lush greenery thrived below—thick grass, vibrant flowers, and mist-shrouded hot springs. The "Sacred Lake" was less a single lake and more a network of interconnected thermal pools in varying shades of blue and green. Across from them, countless tiny waterfalls cascaded down the cliffs, fed by melting snow.
As Lei Jin took in the view, a deep boom echoed underwater. The surface churned with mud and silt. Once it settled, Moya dove down to investigate.
"The passage is sealed."
With towering cliffs on all sides and their only exit closed off, it seemed fate had indeed trapped them in this isolated paradise for a month. Last time, he’d been stranded in a valley for three years. This time, with all three of them by his side, Lei Jin wasn’t worried.
Now, he was the only human here. For the next month, Xiya and the others would remain in beast form. Lei Jin helped Xiya and Moya unload their packs. He wore nothing but a knee-length snow-silk robe—simple in design, with a loose round collar and two ties at the chest and waist. It felt like a modern bathrobe, just thinner and softer. Now, soaked through, it clung uncomfortably to his skin. He stripped it off and hung it on a branch to dry.
After giving birth to Apple, he’d worked hard to regain his figure. His flat stomach, slender waist, and long legs still made him undeniably handsome. He had no qualms about flaunting his body in the sunlight.
Xiya and the others stared, their eyes burning with desire. They had seen, touched, kissed, and entered this body countless times, yet its allure only grew stronger, commanding their every gaze. But now wasn’t the time—they were exhausted.
A massive cave, likely carved by previous visitors, housed black stone furniture, beds, and a fireplace. A smaller adjacent cave held two hot springs—one large enough for a dozen werebeasts, the other tiny and scalding, likely meant for cooking rather than soaking.
The first two days were spent resting, soaking, and recovering. The real fun began on the third day.
That morning, the weather was perfect. Xiya and Mingya napped while Lei Jin lounged with Moya in an outer spring. The water here was shallow, reaching only his chest.
"Moya?" Lei Jin scooped water over Moya’s head, his fingers pausing mid-scrub.
"En? " answered Moya softly as he lay on Lei Jin's chest, licking the cherry red nubs in front of him.
“What are you doing?” Lei Jin twisted his ear, both of them were naked, their lower halves pressed against each other, he naturally noticed Moya's actions.
Moya did not hide it either, the flexible tip of his tail dipped into the lake water, sweeping over the tender flesh of Lei Jin's inner thighs, fighting to squeeze into the crease between his buttocks rubbing seductively at the only entrance.
Lei Jin's body stiffened, his hole subconsciously squeezing to stop the invasion, although not afraid to do it with their beast forms, but their tail was another story.
The black panther snuggled against him with its big head, its thick hot tongue curling into Lei Jin's belly button.
“Moya, you're asking for a beating...” Lei Jin opened his mouth to scold, and as a result neglected his defense. The black panther's wet tail tip all of a sudden stabbed into that small hole that it had been stroking.
"Ngh..." Lei Jin gasped. His hole had been soaked in the hot spring and was a little softer, but it still felt swollen and painful when it was stretched suddenly, and the furry itchy feeling was really uncomfortable.
"Lei Jin, open your legs wider."
Lei Jin almost fainted from anger. He gritted his teeth and reached out to push him, but he couldn't push an adult black panther.
The black panther held his round and perky buttocks with its two front paws, lifted it up, and inserted its tail inside again.
"It's itchy, don't move, Moya." Lei Jin raised his head slightly, hugged the black panther's head and pressed it against his chest.
The huge black panther continued to tease the already hard nipples with his teeth. Copying what Lei Jin did to them a few days ago, he opened his entrance up and continued to press, looking for the spot in his memory that could give Lei Jin ecstasy.
Lei Jin was aroused by this method, and he really didn't want to admit it, but he was so itchy inside that he couldn't help but slightly spread his legs. Moya saw the opportunity and before he could catch his breath, he inserted his tail, which had been halfway in, to the bottom, paused for a moment, and then began to thrust violently.
"Ah..." Lei Jin's waist began to tremble, this strange sensation, this strange way of thrusting, "Get out..."
"But you're squeezing so tightly." Moya licked the corner of his mouth and pulled out his tail a little.
The little hole chased over and bit it tightly without letting go.
Moya hooked his waist with his paws and sank heavily to the deepest part.
Lei Jin arched, and the twitching pleasure replaced the initial swelling pain, starting from the vertebrae and spreading up along his spine.
"Second Brother, Lei Jin, you didn't take a nap?" It was Mingya's cheerful voice.
"It's Mingya, Moya, you...get up quickly." Lei Jin's gradually confused mind suddenly woke up, and he hurriedly pushed him. He was not afraid of being seen, but this way of intercourse.
Moya pressed on him, holding his buttocks tightly, and suddenly increased the force of his thrusts.
"Ngh..." His hardness was squeezed, and his hole was vigorously plundered. Lei Jin temporarily forgot Mingya and moaned. He saw Mingya's paws stilling from the corner of his eyes, and then his tail shook before turning away.
"Ah... Moya..." Moya's tail was pulled out without warning, and replaced by the heavy hardness that was eager to have its own turn. The thick beast size made Lei Jin's scalp go numb, but at the same time he was also a little eager.
Lei Jin leaned back on the stone by the water, with his legs wide open. In the clear water, Moya lowered his head and could clearly see the small opening twitching and winking eagerly.
"Do you want me?" Moya's voice was low and dark. He retracted his sharp claws and rubbed and pressed the thick pads at that small hole erotically.
The emptiness inside was unbearable. "Inside me." Lei Jin ordered in a low voice.
Moya put his head on Lei Jin's shoulder, twitched his ears, and said, "Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly."
Lei Jin glared at him, but laughed instead of getting angry. With this little ability, there was no way he could tease him. He raised one of his long legs and put it on Moya's shoulder. Then under Moya's gaze, he slowly inserted his wet index finger into his own hole. He immediately felt Moya's body tense and his breathing became hotter.
Lei Jin curled his lips and rubbed Moya's back shoulder with his heels from time to time. Moya moved even closer and with two big paws, spread those round buttocks further.
Two fingers were soon inserted, slightly scissoring and stroking. Feeling a small stream of warm water pouring in, he moaned softly. Moya held him, keeping one leg on his shoulder and leaving one leg bent in the water, and suddenly thrust his hardness inside, bottoming out, leaving him no room to escape.
"Ah..." Lei Jin screamed in pain at the entrance, and hurriedly pulled out his fingers.
With the tail opening him up earlier, Moya entered smoothly, and being squeezed by the tight, hot passage, it was difficult for him to maintain his sanity. His mind became blank, and he wanted to tear the person under him into pieces and eat him into his stomach. The warm water lubricated the way and his thrusts became extremely smooth.
Lei Jin pressed all his weight on the stone behind him, and with Moya's continuous thrusts, his back was rubbed so sorely that he bit his lips and groaned.
Moya didn't react at first, and continued to piston with his head down, but soon he noticed Lei Jin's furrowed brows, and the fingers grabbing onto his forelimbs so tightly that they turned pale, his expression no longer as rapturous as before.
"What's wrong?" Moya licked the cold sweat on his forehead and forced himself to stop.
"My back hurts, change positions."
Moya put down his legs and temporarily pulled out his still hard member.
Lei Jin turned around, spread his legs, knelt on the mud and sand at the bottom of the water, and raised his buttocks above the water.
Moya's body pressed against him, with his front paws on his shoulders, licking his reddened back with a hot tongue, and thrusting into him again.
The beastly member was thicker and longer, and each time it could reach his deepest part. Lei Jin hummed with satisfaction and twisted his waist to meet the thrusts from behind.
"Is it good?" Moya asked while nibbling his ear.
"Yeah, good... Hurry up, Moya... ngh, faster..." His body was getting hotter and hotter, and it was unbearable.
Moya swallowed his saliva and thrust harder, their bodies tightly intertwined.
"Harder, Moya, harder..." Lei Jin was distracted for a moment. He didn't know what was going on. In this place, it seemed that his desire was particularly strong.
The sound of flesh smacking flesh, mixed with the splashing sound of water, seemed even more obscene in this deserted wilderness.
Moya thrusted several more times before one final hard thrust. At the same time Lei Jin squeezed down, and his insides were instantly painted with hot streaks.
Lei Jin's legs were numb, and he slipped into the water like he had no limbs. Moya's member also slid out, and the turbid white liquid flowed out of his softly gaping hole, mixing into the clear water.
Moya's eyes were deep and unfathomable. He used his front paws to hook Lei Jin up by the waist in a slightly clumsy way, making him lie on the rocks on the shore.
With a squelching sound, he thrust inside once again.
"Moya..." Lei Jin called out softly, his fingers tightly clasping the rock, letting the black panther behind him run wild in his body.
Mingya hurriedly turned out all the bags.
Xiya was in a deep dream, and didn't want to pay attention to him. He turned over and continued to sleep, but the noise was getting louder and louder. He finally couldn't stand it anymore, opened his eyes, and asked, "Mingya, what are you looking for?"
"Eldest Brother, where is the jade mugwort we brought?" Mingya was still busy in a pile of bags.
Xiya sat up slightly, pulled the deerskin bag, opened it, and it was full of herbs, "Why are you looking for this suddenly?"
"I want to give it to Lei Jin, he and the Second Brother are outside..." Mingya held the crystal bottle in his mouth, turned around and ran out.
Xiya jumped off the bed and saw the steamy scene next to the hot spring. He raised a foot and stepped on Mingya's tail.
"Eldest Brother, that hurts..." Mingya pulled his tail, and the bottle in his mouth fell out. He lay on the ground and couldn't move.
"Mingya, be good, go back with Eldest Brother."
"But I want to go over there." His lower half was swollen and uncomfortable.
"No wonder Lei Jin called you a dummy. Don't forget, this is the most days of the year. We still have a plenty long time here at the Sacred Lake. Are you still afraid that you won't get a turn? Leave some time alone for them now."
Mingya saw them change their positions, Lei Jin with his back to them, straddling the waist and abdomen of Second Brother, moaning loudly as he bounced. At the same time, Second Brother grasped his buttocks and spread them wide impaling him again and again.
Xiya covered his eyes with his paws and said, "Let's go. Lei Jin will be yours later."
Mingya then picked up the bottle, turned around silently, and went back reluctantly.
Moya carried Lei Jin's weak body out of the hot spring and put him on the fine sand on the shore.
Lei Jin was exhausted and had no strength left, so he simply lay on his back, panting and taking a rest.
But Moya didn't intend to let him go just yet. He lifted his legs and spread them apart, carefully examining the slightly swollen small opening in the middle.
Lei Jin struggled and wanted to kick him, "Piss off, let me rest for a while, are you done yet? Do you want to fuck me to death at once?" Didn't he know how big he was in beast form? How could any normal person take that size so often?
"I think it's okay here." Moya pressed that place with the pad of his paw. The residual pleasure had not completely disappeared, causing Lei Jin's body to tremble, a soft moan slipping out unbidden.
Moya seemed to be encouraged, and lifted Lei Jin's legs high, folding them back to his chest, while that huge furry body loomed over him again.
"Lei Jin, Lei Jin..." Moya called his name, and kissed him lightly on his chest, collarbone and face like falling raindrops.
Lei Jin scolded, "Don't act pitiful." But he couldn't help but soften a little. He kissed his eyes and wrapped his legs around his waist. The hint was clear. Sure enough, the next moment he felt that hot and thick hardness enter his body again.
"You... ungh..." the black panther's tongue was rough, and it filled his entire mouth as soon as it slipped in. Lei Jin couldn't breathe, his body tensed, his hands and feet struggling to break free. But this only caused his passage to tightly squeeze around Moya's member.
Moya kissed him deeply, and his thrusts lost their rhythm and became more and more chaotic. Only at this moment did he feel that Lei Jin belonged to him, and only to him.
Their bodies were intimately entangled together, and they reached climax at the same time.
When Lei Jin came back to his senses, his first reaction was to raise his hand and slap Moya's big head. But before he closed his eyes, he said, "I'll always be here."
"I know." Moya licked his sweaty and flushed face affectionately.