"Dean, is it true? Has the Beast God truly appeared?"
"The Beast God has always been protecting us, guarding the Beast God Mountain Range, hasn't He?"
"Those who claim the Beast God doesn’t exist must be wrong, right?"
"Dean, is that so?"
The notion that the Beast God did not exist had been circulating in secret for many years. No one knew when or where these rumors had originated.
Though the people of Beast God Province revered the Beast God with utmost devotion, the persistent whispers had inevitably sown seeds of doubt in some.
But today!
Just moments ago!
The terrifying aura and overwhelming bloodline suppression displayed by Da Huang had forced every beast in Beast God Province to prostrate in worship.
This alone convinced many that the Beast God was indeed real.
Now, they simply sought confirmation from the Old Dean—one of the few who had actually laid eyes on the Beast God.
"That’s right. The Beast God… has indeed appeared."
"For the sake of Beast God Province, He has annihilated all who dared invade."
"You may all return now. I still have matters to discuss with the Beast God."
Boom!
The Old Dean’s words sent the beast tamers into a frenzy!
The Beast God truly existed—He had always been there, silently watching over them, caring for their every need.
Seeing the excitement on their faces, the Old Dean knew he owed Chen Chang'an and Da Huang an enormous debt.
Not only had they resolved the external crisis, but they had also indirectly quelled the hidden turmoil within.
The Beast God’s manifestation would solidify the faith of Beast God Province’s people.
Even if others tried to stir dissent in the future, it would no longer be so easy.
After handling these affairs, the Old Dean returned to the Beast God Mountain Range and found Chen Chang'an and Da Huang.
"Follow me."
Chen Chang'an nodded and followed the Old Dean deep into the heart of the mountain range.
"This place…"
"Interesting."
"Have you always lived here?"
Upon reaching the depths of the Beast God Mountain Range, Chen Chang'an sensed something extraordinary.
A naturally formed barrier stood here, much like the one at the Heavenly Pool.
Chen Chang'an suspected the Heavenly Pool’s barrier had been created by the presence of the Immortal Spirit Tree.
But here, he couldn’t yet discern the reason.
"This barrier has no effect on beasts, but humans cannot pass through."
"It’s as if it was designed solely for the beasts of the Beast God Mountain Range."
"But you… how did you enter so effortlessly?"
The Old Dean stared at Chen Chang'an in confusion. He had been wondering how to bring him inside, yet Chen Chang'an had strolled in as if the barrier didn’t exist.
"Are you not human either?"
"You’re the one who’s not human—oh, right, you really aren’t."
"I can enter because I’m just that impressive. Got it?"
Chen Chang'an shot the Old Dean an annoyed glance before surveying the surroundings.
The spiritual energy was dense, the scenery serene—truly an ideal place to live.
Flowers and plants flourished everywhere, and a small lake shimmered nearby. With a modest cottage, life here would be pure bliss.
"Shape-Shifting Grass!"
"That’s Shape-Shifting Grass, isn’t it?"
Da Huang’s eyes gleamed as he fixated on a spirit herb in the distance.
"Yes, that is indeed Shape-Shifting Grass."
"But you… cannot use it." The Old Dean frowned.
Cannot use it?
Why not?
Was this old man discriminating against him?
Da Huang glared at the Old Dean. "Why so stingy? You’ve got plenty of it here!"
"What’s wrong with giving me one?"
The Old Dean sighed. "You’re a divine beast, a qilin. You don’t need such things."
"Besides, transforming offers no real benefit. Little Qiqi is proof of that."
No benefit?
How could there be no benefit?
If he transformed, he could visit brothels without begging for help!
"Everything comes at a cost."
"After consuming Shape-Shifting Grass, Little Qiqi could assume human form without any trace of her beastly aura."
"But the price was that she could never advance beyond a tenth-tier beast."
"I’m not lying. Think of it like humans—breaking through naturally versus relying on pills. The results are different."
"Too many pills, and a person’s potential is exhausted."
Chen Chang'an agreed with this. The Divine Transformation Pills he had left for the Chen Clan allowed immediate breakthroughs, but at the cost of halting further progress.
Yet he hadn’t realized Shape-Shifting Grass carried such severe side effects.
Wasn’t transformation a natural ability? How could it drain potential?
"That doesn’t make sense. Beasts at certain levels can transform naturally."
"Though for some reason, assuming human form isn’t easy."
"Even forced transformations only mimic human appearance, with beastly traits remaining."
"But beasts possess this ability. Shape-Shifting Grass should merely assist in unlocking it—why would it consume potential?" Da Huang asked, puzzled.
"I don’t know. I once thought the same."
"That’s why I let Little Qiqi take it."
"But she told me afterward that after consuming the grass, she felt as if a door had been tightly locked, barring further advancement."
Seeing the Old Dean’s solemn expression, Da Huang grew frustrated. Did this mean he could never transform?
"You’re a divine beast. Once you reach the tenth tier, you’ll naturally gain this ability. Why the rush?" the Old Dean asked.
"He’s just eager to—"
"Ahem, never mind. Let’s talk about how you reached the tenth tier and became like this."
"A tenth-tier beast choosing human form and being so friendly to humans—there must be a story here." Da Huang swiftly changed the subject.
"Actually, this goes back fifty thousand years."
Fifty thousand years?
Damn, that’s ancient.
This old man had lived even longer than Mu Yunyao?
"You’ve been alive for fifty thousand years?" Da Huang asked curiously.
"Longer than that, but the story begins fifty thousand years ago."
"Will this take a while to tell?"
"Perhaps."
"Hold on."
Chen Chang'an quickly pulled out reclining chairs and some fruits from his spatial ring.
He and Da Huang lounged comfortably, munching on fruit as they watched the Old Dean.
"Alright, begin whenever you’re ready."
"Take your time—we’ll listen at our leisure!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
] [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.”
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."
