The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 622: Chapter 622: The Bloodline of the Fierce Beast

Shen Cang lightly tapped the Black Chicken Jade Platform, and the cracks that were originally concealed by the talisman reappeared.

At this moment, the fierce beast could once again strike the platform and leave this underground prison.

However, the fierce beast did not attempt to break through the Black Chicken Jade Platform and escape. Instead, it hid in a corner, crying ”Whimper, whimper, whimper.”

Shen Cang, ”Didn’t you always want freedom?”

The fierce beast remained motionless.

Shen Cang sneered, ”Let me help you then.”

No need! Really no need!

The fierce beast had no choice, as Shen Cang had already struck the Black Chicken Jade Platform with his palm.

The crack deepened, splitting into several lines.

Little Taotie clenched her small fists, ”Head Grandpa, let me do it, I am strong!”

Shen Cang looked at her tender, pale little hands. It was hard to believe just by appearances, but Shen Cang knew Little Taotie’s prowess, so he stepped aside, making a gesture of invitation.

Little Taotie, eager to try, waved her tiny fists.

”Ha!” With a babyish shout, accompanied by the sound of a ”hammer” exploding on the tabletop.

The fierce beast started crying ”Wah, wah, wah.”

The crying shook the heavens and moved spirits, as Little Taotie peeked through the large hole, not quite clearly seeing inside. It was too dark, but she still saw a colorful tail.

”Is it a pheasant?” Little Taotie’s lips were glossy, twinkling suspiciously.

Shen Cang, ”It’s similar to a pheasant.”

”Is it tasty?” Little Taotie slobbered a little.

Shen Cang held back a smile, ”Roast it, and you’ll know.”

”Wah, wah, wah...” A bout of loud crying, ”Don’t eat me, I am a human, I... I am not a human anymore...”

Little Taotie paused, conflicted, ”My own kind?”

Shen Cang with a smile, ”The soul indeed is interesting. Just the flesh belongs to the creation of fierce and divine beasts, but its bloodline is exceedingly diluted, hard to tell which generation it belongs to.”

Little Taotie could understand a bit, after all, in her dreams, Little Beast Bai Bai was a second-generation fierce beast and already looked very different from Taotie.

The father of Little Beast Bai Bai was also completely white, with horns resembling dragon horns or ram’s horns, a fierce appearance, and at first sight, one would not think him kind-hearted.

But her mother was a little princess from the Lion Tribe, with fluffy fur, a chubby feline face, spoiled since childhood, gentle and kind.

The offspring they produced, Little Beast Bai Bai, was entirely white like her father but had a feline face. Female lions do not have manes, but Little Beast Bai Bai, being a female, had a circle of mane around her face, making her fur appear fluffier and softer.

Her small body, short and chubby, was very cuddly.

At first glance, one might guess she belonged to the Lion Tribe, but it would be difficult to guess she was a descendant of Taotie.

Just like the current pheasant, at first sight, one would think it a pheasant, but also feel this pheasant was different, not merely a pheasant.

This principle is like the hybrid puppies and kittens that are now bred; if humans want cute little dogs and do not like large dogs, naturally, some will breed teacup dogs to win people’s affections and thereby make a lot of money.

But hybrid species generally have some drawbacks.

The laws of nature are fair and do not allow everything to be too perfect, always resulting in various kinds of errors.

Shen Cang reached out to grab the pheasant in the dungeon, saying to Little Taotie, ”The divine beast Vermilion Bird’s bloodline, and the fierce beast Chaos’s bloodline.”

”Chaos?” Little Taotie tilted her head looking at him; the Vermilion Bird is a red bird, no wonder this creature looked like a pheasant. What then is Chaos?

Shen Cang captured the fierce beast’s wings, and the beast kicked frantically with its six legs, struggling.

Shen Cang, ”Chaos, this beast is covered in fur, the size of a dog, with six legs and four wings, capable of changing forms unpredictably.”

Though it doesn’t have four wings, it does have six legs.