Imparting My Cultivation To Beasts Novels & Stories

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

She didn't feel humiliated, because she knew this would happen. To Aztec, Beatrice would always come first, and frankly, Sandra wasn't going to try and come between them. She didn't want to be in her fantasies of a prince charming because as long as she was human and the wolves despised her, there was just no way she would ever get comfortable and claim she was one of them.

Meanwhile, my only child turned out to be a rare sacred beast hatchling. All beast clans rejoiced and proclaimed me the beast king. On the day of the coronation, Rosalie, reluctant to accept it, strangled my sacred beast hatchling. She also ambushed me while I was still weak, tearing out my beast core and ripping the scales off my body. In the end, she tossed my body—along with my lifeless hatchling's—into the beast furnace, destroying us completely. Upon that thought, I glared at Rosalie, suppressing the hatred within me.

Channeling a sudden surge of raw kinetic power through my torso, I break her hold and fling her backward, sending her body crashing heavily onto the stone floorboards. She sits sprawled on the concrete, her eyes fracturing with a wave of deep, ugly heartbreak as she lets out a sharp shriek. "Your inner beast is still howling for Chika Whitmore, is it not? Even after the Afolayan Dominion stamped their marriage mark onto his flesh, your station refuses to terminate the signal!"

“But as a man who chose you over becoming a monster.” The bond surged. Not violently. Not like Finn’s balancing tide. This was gravity. Stone knitting. Energy settling. My knees weakened as the physical world answered him—magic sinking into muscle, into bone, into the earth itself. Ares swore under his breath. Not in anger. In awe. Kai inhaled slowly, reverently. “He’s grounding it,” he murmured. “He’s giving the ritual a body.” Kaelen’s eyes widened in real fear for the first time.

Laid in front of the participants were various Mana Beast Core's, mainly Elemental Mana Beast Core's which was commonly harvested by adventurers after slaying a Mana Beast. Mana Beast are created through high concentration of Mana to the point that it creates a body, turning itself to a Beast like creature. Mana Beast vary from their surroundings, a Mana Beast that was created in a terrain filled with water would have tentacle-like legs and an almost see through body, usually called a Mizumono.

The elders nodded but the fear remained in their eyes as they watched their King slowly slip away and the unholy monster begin to take his place. Jessebelle raised her well trimmed eyebrow and asked, "Who is her?" her face turned down in a frown. The king sighed, having no patience for the vexing woman beside him. And all of a sudden, like a wave it hit him... The sensation of his mates blood being drawn. Any control he had of his beast was gone as in the next few seconds he had trasformed completely with low growl. The elders all stood up and stepped back as the beast ran through the room and out of the meeting hall. Jessebelle stood up her eyes wide with fear and confusion before her knees

"Ha! You managed to murder an elder, and now you think that you are strong enough to kill me." "I killed the father. How hard can it be killing the son?" The hate in Ax's eyes for Angel was indescribable as his claws appeared, and his sharp pointed teeth surfaced. 'I think I pushed my words too far! Well, this is not good.' Angel thought as he watched his cousin transform. However, Ax's transmutation suddenly came to a stop, and his cousin changed back to his human form. "You were safe by the bell." Ax said before covering his head with his jacket hoodie and walking past Angel.

"You haven't been cultivating, and only spent your time drinking and wasting away so it's only normal that your body's weakened." "Not that! You mentioned some sort of beetle…" "Tricorpse Beetles, Master. They're formed out of greed for food, lust, and fame. If a cultivator is too idle, the Tricorpse Beetles in their body will grow more and more powerful. They can even take control of the host's body and force them into doing things they want." Realization seemed to hit Felix as he exclaimed, "That's it! Edmund spiked your drink with something that would increase your greed so you couldn't cultivate. These Tricorpse Beetles have multiplied in your body, and now you can't even channel your dr