Chapter 453
Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed
Chapter 453 The place was a wreck. Kian bent down, scooping up the fluffy bunny. He couldnât resist rubbing it once, then blushed, picking up her scattered clothes and jewelry.
The few who hadnât fled the inn were still reeling. They tried to stand on shaky legs, but then a group of young folks in flowing blue robes burst in.
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+5 âWe heard an evil demonâs causing trouble here. Weâre here to take it down. Uh, evil demon?â Their eyes landed on Nyx, and they all froze.
After a moment, they swallowed hard, hands itching to reach out. âThis is the troubleâmaking demon? Let me teach her a lesson.â
What kind of wicked bunny dares to be this fuzzy, this round? She deserves to be locked up and petted a hundred times a day as punishment!â they thought.
Kian warily tucked the bunny close, shielding her. âNo, the troublemaker was a black bear demon.â
âYeah, yeah!â the crowd chimed in, emboldened by the immortalsâ arrival.
âThat guy tried to force the lady to drink with him. When bribes didnât work, he got pushy, used some demon trick to trap this guy in a little cauldron, and turned a perfectly good lady into a rabbit!â
âBut he just got beat and ran off!â
They didnât catch why Bale really boltedâjust thought Kian scared him off. Suddenly, they were all in awe, praising Kianâs noble looks and vibe, saying he didnât seem mortal.
The innkeeper, whoâd been cold then pimped for Bale, shrank into a corner, not daring to groan, keeping his head down.
The blueârobed cultivators turned to Kian, surprised. âYou a cultivator too? Which sect?â
Before they got far, their eyes drifted back to Nyx, practically drooling. âThat your spirit pet?â
âCan I borrow her for a pat?â
âMe too!â
âWhereâd you catch her? Point me that way?â
âAny more bunnies from her litter?â
Their voices dripped with love. Kian didnât know whether to get mad, feeling torn as he cradled the bunny, heading outside while coolly explaining, âNot a spirit pet. My fiancee.â
The cultivators trailed him like puppies, chattering nonstop.
âOh, fiancee? Canât touch then.â
âSorry, we were rude earlier.â
They introduced themselves as disciples of the Celestialâs DemonâSubduing Peak, coming to the mortal realm regularly to hunt evil demons and fiends as part of their training.
Kian flicked them a glance, hesitating, then held back.
âThat bear demonâwas he wearing robes like ours? Big beard?â the lead disciple asked.
1/5 14:19 Fri, 21 Mar A Chapter 453 Kian nodded, and they fumed. âItâs him alright! He stole immortal herbs from the Celestial. Weâve been chasing him!â
âKian, wanna come with usâ Before he finished, Kian stopped dead, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
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+5 Nyx freaked, her fur puffing up. The Celestial disciples jumped, rushing overâsome propping him up, others casting spells, one popping pills into his mouth. A female cultivator tried to take the bunny, but Kian wouldnât let go.
After a chaotic scramble, the lead disciple wiped his brow, frowning, âKian, your spiritual roots, did that bear demon do this?â
Roots ruined, cultivation gone, yet his spiritual sense was insanely strongâdeep as an abyss.
He shouted in shock, âYou ate the Violet Soul Pill! How are you alive?â
The herbs that bear stole were key to making that pill. He actually pulled it off, only for someone else to snag itâtotal bust.
Thinking back to how the inn folks said Bale stuffed Kian in the cauldron, the lead disciple muttered, âServes him right.â
âYouâre spitting blood because your bodyâs too weak to handle your spiritual sense. Itâs backlash,â he said, then clicked his tongue.
With injuries that bad, he shouldâve collapsed ages ago, but Kian had held on for so long. Surviving the Violet Soul Pill- maybe it was sheer grit too.
âHeavy injuries?â Nyxâs heart clenched, her teary eyes peering up.
âNo, no, not that bad!â they soothed her. âPhysical wounds are no big dealâjust pop some pills and rest up!â
Injuries were routine for DemonâSubduing Peak disciples. They always carried healing pills and had stuffed Kian with a bunch already.
âAs for your ruined roots, we canât fix that, but itâs not hopeless.â The lead disciple mused. âIf youâre up for it, I can take you to the Celestial Elder Magnus of Pill Cauldron Peak might help.â
With sect disciples guiding them, there was no need to climb the endless steps of Sacred Mountain.
Nyx perched in Kianâs hand, curiously watching the disciples chant spells to activate a portal. The scene shifted in a flash.
A massive gate loomed in the clouds, âthe Celestialâ carved in bold, flowing script, radiating spiritual energy so intense it was hard to look at.
The lead disciple greeted the gatekeepers, explained, and got Kian and Nyx visitor passes to enter the top sect. Along the way, people waved warmly at the DemonâSubduing disciples. âSenior brothers and sisters, youâre back?â
After small talk, they zeroed in on Nyx, eyes gleaming. âDid you pick up this bunny? So cute! Can I have her? Iâll trade. anything!
Oh, she moved! Please let me pet her.â
The tall Kian got totally ignoredâlike he was just the bunnyâs ride. Nyx burrowed into his shirt, hiding between his pecs, shutting out the world. Peace at last.
âItâs your fault for being too cute,â the disciples grumbled, finally realizing how annoying theyâd been, chuckling awkwardly at Nyx.
Kian quietly touched his chest. Being cute wasnât Nyxâs fault. He was too weak to protect her. If he were strongerâjust a bit moreâno one would dare show their interest in Nyx so openly.
When his roots got wrecked and the genius fell, all the mocking and pitying whispers didnât faze him much. But now, heâd never hated being useless more.
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The disciples didnât know why he suddenly seemed so intense. They shrank back, lowering their voices. âUp aheadâs Elder Magnusâs cave. Heâs strict, hotâtemperedâbe super respectful.â
With their pointers, Kian kept it all in mind, flawless in every move. He stood outside, bowing humbly yet confidently to the elder.
After a long, quiet wait, two figures appeared. One had wild silver hair, stern and cold. The other wore bright green, looking friendly.
The DemonâSubduing disciples bowed again. The lead one blinked, surprised. âElder Cyan, youâre here too?â
The greenârobed elder nodded with a cheerful smile. The silverâhaired elder urged impatiently, âDid you all come looking for me for something?â
The disciples didnât dare dawdle and quickly reported Kianâs situation to the elder. His spirit root had been destroyed. He ate a Violet Soul Pill and didnât die.
As Magnus listened, the impatient look on his face faded, a flicker of irrepressible astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to grab Kianâs wrist.
After a long silence, he let go and said, âCome with me.â This meant he was taking on this patient and was willing to treat him.
The disciples of DemonâSubduing Peak were thrilled for Kian, silently celebrating with their eyes before turning to say their goodbyes.
They still had to head down the mountain to hunt evil demons and vanquish wickednessâperhaps theyâd meet again if fate allowed.
Before parting, Nyx stretched out a little paw, letting them each shake it one by one.
Both eldersâ gazes were drawn to it, quietly staring at that fluffy, shortâlegged paw without showing any reaction. When Kian turned back to them, both had already swiftly looked away.
As an esteemed elder of the sect, Magnusâs cave dwelling was surprisingly simpleâthe courtyard was already desolate enough, and inside, there were only a meditation mat for cultivation and a few alchemy cauldrons of various sizes.
âYour spirit rootâit was destroyed by a demonic cultivator, wasnât it?â he asked, though his tone was certain, clearly having already made his judgment.
âYour Star Bone was dug out, your spirit root ruined along with it, and the spiritual energy in your meridians is sluggish and hard to circulate.
âIâll first purge the demonic energy from you, then assist with a medicinal bath, using my spiritual power to flush your meridians,â
Elder Magnus said in a flat tone, laying out the harsh truth upfront.
âThis process will be extremely painful. If you donât think your willpower is strong enough, you can leave now and not waste my time.â
Seeing Kian stand firm without the slightest wavering, he felt a slight satisfaction, said no more, and waved his sleeve to pull herbs from his storage pouch.
Hearing the sound of pounding medicine, Nyx poked her little head out from his collar and eagerly hopped over, saying, âIâll do it, Iâll do it.â
Someone willing to help Kian rebuild his spirit root without hesitationâshe figured sheâd better butter them up a bit.
Precisely because he didnât trust othersâ techniques, Magnus always prepared medicine himself, but in the brief moment he was stunned, Nyx took the pestle from him. The palmâsized rabbit propped herself up on her hind legs, clutching the pestle 3/5 Fri, 21 Mar Chapter 453 with her front paws, bouncing up and down, left and right, like a springy ball of sticky rice cake.
Magnus was speechless and in awe. âHmm, she was actually pounding it pretty well, he thought.
He watched Nyx for a while, unable to be more pleased, and said, âHow about I take you as my spirit pet?â
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Though called a spirit pet, she could also be raised as a discipleâthis little rabbit was so clever, obedient, and talented, sheâd surely pick up alchemy too.
Nyx froze, her cars drooping. âNâNo thanks, I think.â
Sure, she wanted to curry favor with Magnus, but she hadnât planned on selling herself to be someoneâs pet. Along the way, sheâd already heard countless people say they wanted her as a spirit petâeven an elder was also like this.
What is up with the Celestial sect?â she thought.
Magnus hadnât expected to be turned down. He froze for a moment, his brow furrowing seriously. âWhy not?â
He glanced at Kian, then back at Nyx. âThereâs no spirit bond between you twoâhe shouldnât be your master yet.â
âOh, um, actually, heâs my husband,â Nyx said, rubbing her cheeks to set the record straight.
Magnusâs frown deepened.
âShe already has intelligence no different from a humanâsâif she doesnât want to be a spirit pet, so be it,â Cyan, the green- robed one, chimed in with a chuckle to smooth things over. âIf you think sheâs a good fit, just take her as a disciple.â
Not all demon clans cultivated in the mountainsâmany joined immortal sects as disciples, and some even reached the mastery level, becoming elders or sect leaders.
For example, the current leader of the Sublime was a demonâa rabbit demon, no less.
-The Celestial had plenty of demon disciples too. As long as they had talent, the sect wouldnât turn them away.
But Magnus snorted coldly. âNo way! Creatures with fur and horns, born from animalsâhow could they be worthy of being my disciple? I despise demon clan beasts the most!â
Nyx thought, âThatâs a bit racist.
Just a moment ago, heâd been all about taking her inânow she was the thing he hated most. This old manâs heart was so unpredictable.
Being insulted naturally upset her, and she couldnât help but perk one ear straight up, almost like she was flipping him off. Kian suddenly stood, scooping the little rabbit into his arms and tucking her close.
âWhat are you doing?â Magnus exclaimed, shocked. He thought, âIs he giving up on treatment, abandoning his spirit root?â He seemed like a mildâmannered, patient guy, but a couple of words about his rabbit really set him off.
Kian had already stormed off a good distance, but Magnus blocked him, only to be met with a cold, fierce stare. in his eyes so intense it unnerved even the fearless elder.
resolve The air grew tense and frigid. Nyx squirmed hard, poking her head out from his arm, grabbed his sleeve in her mouth, and tugged him back.
Healing mattered mostâfixing his spirit root was the priority. He shouldnât be stubborn when they needed help. Some racist insults didnât hurt. It was no big deal.
The fact that Magnus agreed to treat Kian without asking for payment showed that he wasnât a bad person deep down. As for 4/5 Fn, 21 Mar Ðаг Chapter 458 his bad temper, strict rules, and prejudice, she could take in âHow about thisâll take the time rabbit demon as my disciple Cyan depped in again, mediating with a suite This round, adorable, loyal, clever, and charmingly goofy rabbit had caught his eye long ago heâd just been done by Magnus earlier.
He leaned closer to Nyx, unable to hide his grin. Join my seet and cultivate. Your partner can say here with Magnus for treatmentâhowâs that sound?â
That way, everyone would be happy Of course, Magnus wasnât thrilled, but he just pursed his lips and didnât say anything more Cyan had come to Pill Cauldron Peak to deliver some herbs and hadnât expected such a bonus, Overjoyed, he carried his new little rabbit disciple back to Herb Peak, On the way, he coaxed Nyx, âDonât take Magnusâs words to heart. Heâs just got that kind of temperâhis words always sound harshâ
When no one was around, he lowered his voice to share some gossip with Nyx. âTruth is, he didnât used to hate demon clans. A few hundred years ago, the demon clan leader of the Sublime tricked his heart, toyed with him, then dumped him. Thatâs why heâs so bitterâ
Nyx thought, âWhoâd have thought Magnus has such a dramatic past?
Though part of the same Sacred Mountain range, Herb Peak felt quite different from the other peaks.
The moment Nyx stepped onto Herb Peak, her eyes widenedâshe could feel the air grow fresher by degrees, the whole mountain brimming with spiritual energy that flowed into her through every pore, Cyan smiled kindly, âPretty nice, huh? Demon clans should all love it hereâ
The mountainsides were covered with spiritual plants, and tending them was the cultivation practice for Herb Peak disciples.
The environment was so natural it had even birthed some halfâsentient birds and beasts. Demon clans were inherently suited to places like this. But ones like Nyx, who drew in spiritual energy so effortlessly, were rareâor rather, one of a kind, Cyan thoughtfully rubbed Nyxâs head and said, âLooks like youâve got a wood spiritual root, huh? And your talent seems pretty high too,â
Thinking about it, he had taken her as a disciple just because he found the little bunny cute, without even testing her spiritual roots or aptitude.
Nyx watched as Cyan flipped his palm, pulling out a glossy, translucent spirit stone that gave off a faint glow, AD Comment Send gift