"The Eight Great Beast Taming Academies are actually challenging the Beast God Academy?"
"What exactly are they trying to do? The Beast God Academy was the first beast taming academy established by the direct order of the Beast God. Are they daring to offend the Beast God Himself?"
"Absolutely despicable, these fools who don’t know their place."
"I heard they’re dissatisfied with the Beast God Academy’s rule of accepting outsiders. They want to challenge the dean, not defy the Beast God."
"That’s right. Rumor has it they believe the dean’s decision is the real blasphemy against the Beast God."
"But to be fair, the Beast God’s blessings are meant for the people of the Beast God Continent. Allowing outsiders into the Beast God Academy does seem inappropriate. I wonder what the dean was thinking back then."
As the Eight Great Beast Taming Academies arrived in Beast God City, news of their challenge spread like wildfire.
Many were furious at this development, though some believed their actions were justified.
After all, the admission of outsiders had sparked intense controversy from the beginning, and even now, some still harbored resentment.
"With just these people, they think they can challenge the Beast God Academy?"
"They’re… overestimating themselves, aren’t they?"
After the arrival of the Eight Great Beast Taming Academies, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang observed them carefully.
Their strength wasn’t exactly weak, but compared to the Beast God Academy, they seemed slightly inferior.
Chen Chang'an couldn’t understand where their confidence and courage came from.
How could they even think of challenging the Beast God Academy?
Never mind that the dean was at the Emperor Realm—even the academy’s peak ninth-tier magical beasts alone would be enough to give them a hard time.
"This situation doesn’t look good. These people probably won’t even shake the Beast God Academy’s standing."
"You might not get the chance to turn the tide after all," Da Huang said helplessly.
Noticing that Chen Chang'an was deep in thought and hadn’t responded, Da Huang grew curious.
"Seriously, are these people even worth thinking about for so long?"
"What’s on your mind?" Da Huang asked, puzzled.
"Something’s off."
"Da Huang, I think they have ulterior motives," Chen Chang'an said with a frown.
Ulterior motives?
Then what are they after? A brothel?
"Da Huang, I need you to do something for me."
"What is it?"
"With your sensory abilities, it shouldn’t take long to scan the entire Beast God Continent, right?" Chen Chang'an asked.
Scan the entire Beast God Continent?
That wouldn’t take too long—a day at most should be enough.
But why do that?
"You suspect the Eight Great Beast Taming Academies are being manipulated from behind?"
"That they’re colluding with outsiders, and their real target isn’t the Beast God Academy, but the Beast God Himself?"
Da Huang wasn’t stupid—it quickly grasped Chen Chang'an’s suspicion.
"I’ll go now and return as soon as possible."
"Good."
After Da Huang left, Chen Chang'an didn’t wait idly. Instead, he went straight to Little Qiqi’s grandfather.
"Big Brother, why are you here?" Little Qiqi asked curiously when she saw him.
"Little Qiqi, I’m looking for your grandfather. Is he around?"
"Yes, Grandpa’s here."
As they spoke, the old man emerged from the inner room. Seeing Chen Chang'an, he raised an eyebrow.
"I don’t have a dog here. What do you want?"
Huh?
What do you mean, "no dog"?
I’m not Little Qiqi—did you think I came here to pet a dog?
"I need to talk to you."
"I’m not letting you pet me!"
Excuse me?
What kind of nonsense is that?
You’re the one being inappropriate here, old man!
"This is serious."
"I want to ask—does the Beast God Academy have responsibilities beyond training beast tamers?"
"As far as I know, the Chosen Beast Tamers of the Beast God Continent all belong to the Beast God Academy, right?" Chen Chang'an asked.
The old man was taken aback. Why was this kid asking such questions?
"I’m just an ordinary old man at the Beast God Academy. How would I know these things?"
"Even if I did, why should I tell you?"
"What’s your purpose in asking?" the old man questioned suspiciously.
"Enough with the act."
"You? Ordinary? Then who isn’t ordinary?"
"Aren’t you the dean of the Beast God Academy?" Chen Chang'an cut straight to the point.
"Me? The dean?"
"Are you joking? Do I look like one?" the old man retorted irritably.
"Admittedly, you don’t—you’re a bit too shifty."
"But you are. No use denying it."
"I sensed your cultivation level the moment I met you in Beast God City."
"A cultivator at the Emperor Realm, residing in the Beast God Academy—if you’re not the dean, then who is?"
From the start, Chen Chang'an had noticed the old man’s extraordinary strength. And after hearing Little Qiqi mention that the dean was at the Emperor Realm, he was even more certain—this seemingly unremarkable elder was none other than the dean.
"Little Qiqi, did you blab again?" The old man looked at her with a resigned expression.
"I didn’t! I really didn’t say anything!" Little Qiqi protested innocently.
"She didn’t say a word. I’m just that sharp, that’s all."
"So, can you tell me now? Does the Beast God Academy have other duties?" Chen Chang'an pressed.
"Why do you want to know?"
"What’s your real purpose for joining the Beast God Academy?"
"If you can see through my cultivation, you’re no ordinary person either."
"Yet you’ve done nothing these past few days. What are you after?"
"Did you come here just to meet the Beast God?" the dean asked.
"My only purpose here is to ask the Beast God something in person. That’s all."
"That’s impossible. The Beast God won’t meet you. Even I haven’t been summoned by Him in years."
What?
The Beast God doesn’t even see the dean anymore?
Then becoming the dean wouldn’t help me either.
"The Beast God Academy has had multiple deans before, hasn’t it?"
"Where are they now?"
"I didn’t sense any other powerful figures in the academy," Chen Chang'an said.
"Since its founding, the Beast God Academy has only had three deans. The first two are indeed no longer here."
"What exactly are you getting at?" the dean asked, frowning.
"I suspect the Eight Great Beast Taming Academies are just a distraction to keep the Beast God Academy occupied."
"They’re being manipulated. There must be a larger scheme behind this—possibly targeting the Beast God Himself."
Hearing this, the dean was stunned.
Had the Eight Great Beast Taming Academies betrayed the Beast God?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Even if the eight deans had turned traitor, how could all their beast tamers have done the same?
"There’s no way that’s true!"
"They wouldn't dare, nor would they ever betray us!" the Dean said gravely.
"You... stubborn old fool!"
"If you don't believe me, then wait and see. Whether my words are true or false, the answer will reveal itself soon enough."
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
