293: Monster

The young man with the slingshot had already aimed at the black-clothed youth's head.

But in the blink of an eye, the other party vanished from where he was aiming.

He lowered his slingshot and looked forward, but besides the injured small beast, he didn't see any sign of the other party.

The young man felt a bit annoyed and was about to curse.

Ah!

But at this moment, a scream suddenly came from behind him, interrupting his thoughts.

The young man turned his head sharply and found that all the people he had brought, without exception, had fallen to the ground.

Their faces were pale and distorted, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, and they were writhing on the ground.

But besides this, he didn't see any other figures.

In an instant, the young man was gripped by extreme fear, and his entire body trembled.

However, he still mustered the courage to say, "I am the son of the Yang family patriarch of White City, you... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, a human face suddenly appeared in front of him—it was precisely that black-clothed youth.

His appearance was so sudden that the already tense young man cried out loudly.

However, Chen De didn't give him that chance; instead, he acted quickly, making an incision on the young man's brow.

Then, a drop of blue liquid appeared in his hand and seeped into the incision on the young man's brow.

The young man first felt a pain in his brow, followed by a sensation of soothing coolness.

However, the next moment, a tearing pain spread throughout his body, as if every bit of flesh and blood was being scraped by a knife.

This was a pain that originated both internally and externally.

The young man wanted to scream, but when the words reached his throat, what came out was another strange, never-before-heard sound.

Meanwhile, some of the people who had followed the young man in the distance had already grown some kind of beast horns on their foreheads.

Some of their heads had changed, beginning to grow vertically, and sprouting a large amount of fur and sharp fangs.

Their limbs, too, were more than three times thicker than they were initially.

And even tails had grown behind them.

Chen De stood by, watching their transformations with interest.

As time passed, their body structures completely changed.

They had transformed from an upright walking posture to a crawling state.

As for the clothes they were wearing, they were all torn and tattered by their rapidly expanding size.

Looking at them now, aside from their clothing, there were no longer any traces of their former human selves.

Chen De came before one of them; the creature howled and tried to bite Chen De.

But it was meaningless; whatever Chen De wanted to do to them, they had no room for resistance.

Chen De picked up one of them and turned it over from side to side.

First, he checked its cultivation and found that the Yuan Qi in their bodies still belonged to the Martial Artist system, not the Demonic Beast system's Demonic Qi.

However, the massive change in their body structure had caused many conflicts in their internal Yuan Qi.

The first visible effect was that their cultivation was constantly dropping.

Some of the dissipated cultivation returned to nature, while some was used to strengthen their physical bodies.

If Chen De guessed correctly, they would have to wait for all their Martial Artist system cultivation to dissipate before they could begin cultivating the Demonic Beast system.

After all, these were two different systems, not so easily transformed.

It was also impossible for them to cultivate both systems simultaneously based on their former human identity.

They were not in the Myriad Transformation Realm before; their bodies had not undergone transformation, so they lacked the foundation for dual cultivation.

Otherwise, after this series of changes, the other party might not have needed to dissipate their Martial Artist cultivation.

Chen De then examined this human-transformed demonic beast to see what other differences there were compared to ordinary demonic beasts.

Lifting its tail, he saw that, from a physiological standpoint, it was female.

So he found another one, also lifted its tail to look, and it was male.

Combined with the clothes they wore, the demonic beast transformation did not change their gender.

Regarding their bloodline, Chen De also checked it; the demonic beast bloodline he injected had not mutated due to its fusion with humans.

What Chen De had just infused into their bodies was a type of potion developed by his Holy Mothers based on demonic beasts.

The one Chen De had in his hand was just developed before he left and hadn't been tested yet.

Out of curiosity, Chen De took a bottle with him before leaving, intending to try out its effects.

Injected into a human body, it could transform them into demonic beasts.

What kind of demonic beast they transformed into depended on the type of demonic beast potion used.

Of course, generally, after transformation, they were not as powerful as the original demonic beasts.

After all, bloodline is something that depends not only on the type but also on the bloodline energy it contains.

The bloodline energy in these modified creatures, created by Chen De, was almost negligible.

And demonic beasts, precisely, are a group that respects bloodlines.

These modified demonic beasts, from their birth, were almost destined to remain at the lowest level of the Demonic Beast Realm.

After understanding everything he needed to know, Chen De saw that these demonic beasts were still lingering.

Their eyes stared intently at him, full of pleading.

If Chen De wasn't mistaken, they probably wanted him to restore them.

Chen De naturally wanted to restore them too, as a person should see things through from beginning to end.

But the problem was, Chen De couldn't change them back now.

The potion was newly developed; he had used it before it even had formal clinical trials.

As for a recovery potion, that research topic had probably just begun, right?

Chen De had no solution for this situation, but he had another way of seeing things through.

These guys were all experimental products now, and typically, after experiments concluded, they were all to be destroyed.

After thinking for a moment, Chen De reluctantly said, "You may leave!"

These demonic beasts had already gathered around Chen De, and their meaning was clear.

They wouldn't leave unless Chen De restored them.

Seeing that they wouldn't leave, Chen De understood their choice—they didn't want to make things difficult for him.

So, the next moment, a gust of wind blew, and the few demonic beasts scattered like grains of sand.

After doing these things, Chen De clapped his hands, about to turn and leave.

But after taking only two steps, he paused, as if he had suddenly thought of something.

Turning around, Chen De appeared before the white small beast.

Looking at the pitiful eyes of the white small beast, Chen De's heart almost melted.

To see justice and not act is cowardice!

To see someone in need of help and remain indifferent was not something Chen De could do.

So a white liquid appeared on Chen De's fingertip, and with a flick of his finger, it merged into the white small beast's body.

The white small beast's broken legs rapidly began to recover and regrow.

Not only that, the small beast's aura greatly increased, directly entering the ranks of demonic beasts.

This made its white fur even more pure and flawless, radiating a moonlight-like texture.

And all of this happened in just a few breaths.

By the time the white small beast reacted, everything was already over.