Imparting My Cultivation To Beasts Novels & Stories

The process to create the blood companion is complex and must be followed strictly otherwise the inscription will fail. 'To create the inscription on the body, the user must dip a sharp stick or a weapon on the blood of the magical beast that he decided and draw its image on his body. The drawing must be done below the skin so the user must cut through it in order to reach the specific depth. After the drawing is complete, the user needs to eat the center of power of the beast to give life to its image. The center of power is generally the heart of the beast. When the drawing becomes alive, the user must subdue it with his mental energy and then he will have completed the procedure.'

"Today we are going to learn about beasts and how to tame them. Beasts are mutated animals with extreme intelligence, they can sense and find prey weaker than them and hunt them, if they find prey stronger than them they use different methods to hunt the prey, every beast can become strong by preying on other animals and hibernating as it increases their mutation level making them strong. A beast's power is measured by its mutation level. Level 10 beasts are capable of killing 10 humans and a level 1 beast is capable of immobilizing a human and if left they can completely kill the human and there are also level 100 beasts that rarely come out of their hiding and they are capable of destroyin

And this time, Xiao Chen would use that technique to prove the ancestor’s words and become the first to create a miracle. “Ancestor, I will use the cultivation technique you once gave me. Perhaps now I can create something extraordinary with this technique! The bodies of the four sacred beasts, absorb!” Xiao Chen shouted as loudly as he could, his hands forming a seal to activate the cultivation technique from the Xiao family’s legend. A red flame shot into the sky, and the darkness that had once shrouded the city transformed into a red flame capable of burning everything. The Phoenix bones absorbed by Xiao Chen caused excruciating pain as they merged with his body. Xiao Chen’s疯狂 roar create

She spun around quickly, crossing her arms protectively over her exposed chest. “I…I’m sorry…I got worried—I’m sorry,” Evan apologized. “Wow,” He repeated under his breath. He ran a shaky hand through his thick, dark hair. “The Beast isn’t so much of a beast, now is she?” Kat heard the comment and immediately regained her composure. With one arm still over her breasts, she turned back to face him. “Is that so?” She bared her teeth at him before she pushed the door—along with him—closed. “And stay out!” She yelled through the door.

Male beastmen were divided into four distinct ranks from birth: S, A, B, and C. The higher the rank, the more noble the male was considered. Among them, C-rank beastmen were the most common, B-rank beastmen were considered valuable, and A-rank could be described as exceptionally rare. As for the S-rank, even the elderly Gideon had never witnessed one in his entire life. Females were outnumbered by males here; though they relied on the males for protection, their social status was significantly higher. A female's status depended entirely on reproduction to elevate herself.

At this rate maybe even my skin beneath all this fur is pink. [System, is there a guide to change back?] [Yes...] It responded quickly and my eyes widened, my lips spreading wide showing my overgrown canine and the protruding bone converged with fur and skin on my butt moved, fast and enthusiastic, glowing from side to side. [Tell me...] I growled mentally. Already forcing myself on my feet. [Mate with a male tiger, the pleasure you receive will override you and cause you to unconsciously shift back.] It said and paused for some seconds before continuing. [And then you will be torn to shreds when the male tiger sees your true form.]

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

I seized the opportunity and volunteered, saying, "I've heard that beastmen are quite knowledgeable about pacifying souls." Mother said urgently, "I'll find someone. How can those crude beastmen possibly..." Before she could finish, an elderly relative quickly stopped her. "Don't! It's so late already. Why create more trouble?" He turned to the beastmen. "Please begin." The mourners nodded and surrounded Victoria, beginning to chant incantations. Seeing that it was only chanting, both Mother and the fake-dead Victoria breathed sighs of relief. However, at the next moment, a strong wind began blowing through the funeral hall.

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”

"How about I kiss you again?" I got along well with Clayton. This made me realize why people spent a fortune on beastkin. Being with Salem used to be nothing but trouble. As a show-quality beastkin, he had exceptionally high demands for his living conditions. I had to exercise with him every day, prepare nutritious meals, and force him to take fish oil. I also had to help him bathe, groom, and brush his fur. In short, it took a lot of meticulous care to keep him in perfect condition, only for him to serve Lisa in peak form.