Behemoth's Pet - Chapter 66: Droplet of Truth

Kaelen Dragonyx, a boy who lost both his parents and his mentor in the most ruthless way possible, decided in his heart to become the strongest swordsman in the world to protect the last remaining family he had, which is the only child of his mentor and his childhood friend.But along the line, he discovered that he is the most talentless boy of the generation which made his road towards being the strongest swordsman to be much further away and daunting than he could imagine. Be he didn't give up until he stumbled upon a sword that drastically changed his fate.

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over.Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony.Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills.Her life was perfect.However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith——Watched a man jump down a building.Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens.The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens.She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits.For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong.Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans.This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened.And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter!Dang it.If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family.Double frog in the hot crock.With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission.But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not?Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction ——The three alluring temptations.***********Resisting the temptation take 1:“MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.”“I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?”Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire!****Resisting the temptation take 2:“Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him.Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer.“Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?”Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?”Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman.*****Resisting the temptation take 3:“Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear.The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ———Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk!**Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her.***********Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness.***********

In a world shattered by an ancient disaster, humans rule, and beasts are enslaved.Humanity dominates through mana and matrices, refined into rigid systems that determine status, survival, and worth. Beasts exist beneath them, bound by collars and chains, their strength reduced to mere raw Instinct and obedience. Two races. Two paths. One order that was forcefully imposed.Until something began to change.A hundred years ago, a meteor tore through the sky, carrying a dragon’s roar and a destiny that did not belong to this world. What fell from the skies that day wasn’t whole, and what survived was never meant to remain divided.A human child was born in one of the most oppressed corners of the world. But something inside him was wrong.His instincts pushed him to act when others hesitated. Power around him faltered in unfamiliar ways. Neither the human Matrix nor the beast Instinct fully accepted him, as if something essential within him had been displaced rather than lost.As he grew, he was drawn toward Scars, places where the world itself has been wounded, and to the echoes that feel distant, yet intimately his own. Each step forward brought more fragments of understanding, never enough on their own, always pointing elsewhere. Every advance forced a choice: to submit, to break, or to become something the world couldn’t classify.This is a story of survival in a world built on hierarchy. Of power born from failure rather than perfection. And of an identity that was shaped by absence as much as presence.In a world that enslaves beasts and controls humans, something divided has begun to move. And when what was scattered starts to return, this world will no longer be enough.==================================Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.