Beast World: Rise to Power with the Offspring System - Chapter 908 - 906 Xiaomei Draws a Big Pie

Transmigrated into the novel you read and became the heir of the Duke, only to be trampled under the protagonist's foot?Passerby villain?Appeared in only one chapter?“Who are you looking down on?”Ian cursed his destiny and vowed to change everything.[Ding!][A new quest has been activated.]'Oh? Do I have a system? Even better.'[Basic Quest 1: Don't let your flower slip through your fingers.]'Nice, I won't let go of her anyway.'...[Basic Destiny Quest 1: Can You Finish What You Have Started?]'Bring it on!'...[Ding!][You are at an important fork in your fate.][Unique Destiny Quest: Fight with all you have.]'Heh? Who are you looking down on?'As Ian completed one quest after another, he also inadvertently began to fall into a vortex of the unknown. He discovered there was more to this world than described in the novel.'Damn it! These suspense and twists, one after another, are killing me!'---Tags: Smut, 18+, Harem, no incest, weak to strong, Romance, Wizard, Magic, Knight, System, Multiple Planes, Elf, Demons, Monsters

s a self-professed no-lifer, Yuri idles his days away in front of a computer. This all changes the moment his life in Japan comes to an abrupt end and he finds himself reborn in the strange new world of the Shiyalta Kingdom. His new life includes everything he once lacked: loving parents, a comfortable home, and a promising future breeding and raising birds on his dad’s ranch. For centuries, the kingdom he now calls home has enjoyed peace and prosperity, shielded by friendly nations that, like Shiyalta itself, were established with the collapse of a once-great empire. War is a distant problem, relevant only to Shiyalta’s ruling families whose warriors periodically set out to join the fighting upon massive birds trained by Yuri’s dad and others. But this peaceful existence can’t last forever. Something rotten lies at the heart of the kingdom, and it doesn’t take someone with Yuri’s exceptional intelligence to realize that those distant battles will only remain irrelevant for so long.

I was sixteen when the gods abandoned me.The Blessing Ritual was supposed to grant me power, a divine gift to carve my future. Instead, I received nothing. No abilities. No hope. Just another nameless soul left to rot in a world ruled by strength.Fine. If the gods wouldn’t bless me, I’d make my own power.For ten years, I clawed my way forward, experimenting with forces no human should touch. I pushed too far—and it killed me.Then I woke up.Sixteen again. Back at the Ritual. But this time, something changed.Time bends at my will. Blood moves when I command it.The gods still won’t acknowledge me, but it doesn’t matter. This world isn’t fair, and I’ve stopped playing by its rules. Faith and Chaos clash in my veins, and I will use them both.They wanted a Chosen Hero, someone to dance to their tune.Well, too bad for them—I’ll carve my own fate.

A certain girl aspiring to be an adventurer was invited to join the Hero’s Party by chance and became their apprentice. However, she was not actually treated as a real apprentice, and was subjected to physical violence and verbal ab*se every day.In the end, she was told that she had no talent and was about to be expelled from the party.However, the hero promised the girl that if she could stay in the Demon Forest for a week, her expulsion would be revoked. Unaware of the fact that she had been tricked, the girl was abandoned in the forest without even a weapon to defend herself.But the Hero’s Party had no idea that the girl had been observing every battle they had faced. Nobody knew of the girl’s talent.A talent, for which even the word “genius” would be too modest to describe, would allow her to reach the realm of excellence.The girl who was able to escape the forest soon registered herself as an adventurer, and in no time, she overtook the fierce fighters one after another.This was a tale of the rapid growth of a girl with the strongest physical prowess.A talented monster doesn’t need to be taught – someone once stated.