Dual Cultivation: Beasts and Women! - Chapter 195: Quiet Days and Time for the Final Hunt

Song Yang was a Mercenary King in his previous life, killed by a stray bullet. He transmigrated to a world of cultivation, where the ability to control clouds and move mountains is commonplace.In this life, after taking over the body of a prince who had lost everything, he awakened a system that granted him a legion of thousands of cultivators in the Saint Realm from the start, and thus his story began.Creating a Shura Palace that made the whole continent tremble as soon as it heard his name.Be it a Saint from a Holy Land, an Emperor from a Powerful Empire? An ancestor from a powerful family?No matter who it is, as long as they pay the corresponding price, Shura Palace can kill.

An 11-year-old boy suddenly woke up,

“...wait, where am I?”

“...I see, so this is the so-called transmigration.”

“hahaha.....hellll yaaaahh.”

“It's my time to show the world who the boss is.”

But he didn't realize what he caused,

“Wait, this isn't what should be... why is he here, and where's that prostitute? And why is my lover with him?”

“Fuck, what the hell is happening here? He shouldn't be here, and that guy should be dead, but how is he alive....urgh,” he grumbled.

“This is MY FUCKING WORLD, why are these guys interfering...aahhhhh,” he shouted.

A transmigrator who thought 'doing good deeds and fighting against evil will make him a hero and ruler of this world' now made a very small mistake which leads to,

“My wife....is a wonderful woman,” the mob character.

“Why? Why? Why? Why......” the mob character rumbled.

“Do you....believe in god?” the mob character questioned with a messed-up expression.

“S-Shall we get m-marry?”

“...” the mob character was shocked.

“I don't know why but I like you, I guess.”

“....” the mob character was too shocked.

“I like you, so be my son-in-law?”

“....” the mob character was too-too shocked.

“How about marrying my daughter and me at the same time?....what do they call that hmmm...'oyakodon,' right?”

'cough, cough.'

“What?” the mob character was finally snapped.

“Big Brother, when will we get married?”

“........”

Transmigrator never expects a certain 'Mob character' and how that 'Mob character' becomes a great disaster for the entire world because of his single mistake.

A/N: This is my first time writing, so give me your honest opinion whether it is good or bad, but please don't be harsh on me... okay, I will try my best.

CHOTTO MATTE....The first five chapters, The Transmigrator will be one to explain everything about this new world. I know I am not introducing the MC suddenly, and it's hard to info dump, but it's just for the first few chapters, so don't be harsh on me.

If you wondered who will be MC then, MC is just a 'Mob Character.'

Additional Tags: Harem, Male MC, Beautiful Female leads, Vampires, Dragons, Elves, dwarfs, Mermaids, Revenge? Deadly Yandere, Incest, Tsundere, Kuudere...Slow-paced

The sinful act of Humanity brings forth a great calamity towards themselves, or so they thought.

Supernatural Emergence happened,

Supernatural Creatures start to come out of nowhere and forcefully claim half of the Earth and massacre any humans that crossed their paths. The Supernatural Creatures are way too powerful, dozens of countries fall under their diabolic claws. Humanity was pushed against the corner.

But things started to turn around when Humanity begins to Awaken magical power blessed by the gods. They are the pillar of humanity, and they're called Awakened.

Rex Silverstar is a normal human boy that has a traumatic experience on the day the Supernatural emerges, a Werewolf takes everything he had. He lost his family and his home, he's left all alone in the cruel world. But what drives him to live every day is his deep hatred towards the Supernaturals.

Rex decided to join the military in hopes to help exterminate the Supernatural from his early teens, he found out that it's impossible to kill the Werewolf that killed his parent without being an Awakened.

On a fateful night, In a near-death experience, When his soul was about to be taken by Death. He is given a chance by the full moon where his life will be turned around.

Given the chance to get stronger by a system and has the potential to match the Supernatural, Rex was ecstatic before he saw his stats window on the system.

“I'M NOT A WEREWOLF!!”

“Daily Quest failed, Decrease 20% Sanity Stat”

“Blood Moon will start in ten minutes”

“Sanity stat is too low to control the Blood Moon blessing!”

“Forceful Transformation will begin shortly”

“WHAT?! I'm a human! What transformation?!”

“You're Overwhelmed with Bloodlust!”

“Y-young master, the Lord is requesting your presence.”

I looked at myself in the mirror as a maid's voice, laced with trepidation, reached my ears.

“Tell him I'll be there shortly.”

“I understand, y-young master.”

I paid no mind to her quivering presence, my gaze fixed on my reflection.

And this is exactly why I despise this character, Yes, He is a villain with my name but does it matter, no, the problem is this guy's weight he is so heavy that this tub of lard is weighing me down, literally.

For someone who prides themselves on muscle, nothing's worse than “fat,” and this guy before me? Well, he's a prime example of that.

“I suppose I need a workout.”

Reaching the door, exhaustion gripped me and I found myself gasping for breath. It was unbelievable – this body was so darn heavy.

After an arduous struggle, I finally made my way out of the room, causing servants carrying a litter¹ to scurry over. They lowered it, creating a path for me to step onto it.

I tried to ignore the spectacle – it was this pampering that turned this fatty into a giant tire. Pushing the annoyance aside, I began to move, managing only about 10 steps before my legs gave out.

Damn it. Seriously? I collapsed, leaving the twenty servants to hastily lift me and place me onto the litter. For me, it felt more like a stretcher. There I was, sprawled on it like some mountain, panting heavily.

“You damn god! I hope the protagonist of your favorite novel gets NTRed!”

“We're here, young master.”

Can you believe it? his father's office is just thirty steps away from this pumpkin room, yet he insists on using a litter.

“Give me a hand.”

I ordered while cursing this hefty body under my breath.

“Oh, come, come, my dear child. How was your day?”

I glanced at the middle-aged man, his face exuding warmth and care.

As for my feelings? This old man right here is the reason this chubby exists. Not that I give a darn about my indulgent father.

“I'm alright, Dad.”

Yes, imagine this: as a noble, this old man spoiled this pumpkin so much that he thinks he can go around scolding the mansion's maids and servants.

“Take a seat. Hey, fetch his chair!”

You might wonder why he doesn't sit on a regular chair. Well, that's because the chair is custom-made to accommodate this hippo-sized frame.

“What's going on, Dad?”

Seriously, why would he summon this big old hippo over to his quarters? There's gotta be a reason for it....

“Your fiancee is coming tomorrow”

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