[Beast World + One Woman, Multiple Men + The heroine gradually grows stronger + A battlefield of rival suitors for the Holy Female + Builds a tribe + Merchant caravans]
When the holy mountain of the Beast World continent vanished from the sky, strange signs appeared. She was drawn into an unknown conspiracy and became a wandering beast. Teetering on the brink of life and death, she had to grow stronger. She carefully planned her development, yet why were so many beastmen relentlessly pursuing her?
He knelt on the ground, his eyes full of devotion. “If none of us believe in the Beast God, who will remember?”
She smiled brightly and pinched his cheek. “Then remember me.”
He looked at her, unconvinced. “Do you only want to use me, or do you have genuine feelings for me?”
She licked away the coppery sweetness and smiled like a blade coated in poison. “Genuine feelings? That’s the spoils of victory I reserve for the winner.”
He lowered his eyes and asked, “When you became my mate, did you weigh the pros and cons first?”
She gazed at him lovingly. “No. I’ve been plotting to love you for a long time.”
