Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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Inside the barrier, Kian couldn’t hear the whispers outside. All he felt was sword energy crashing in from every direction. His eyes locked on the Sword Saint. He strained to track those lightning–fast moves.

A slash of sword light shot skyward, turning the world pale. The Sword Saint flicked his wrist, and thunder rumbled in the clouds like the sky was tearing open. Winds howled across the mountaintop, heat waves roiling.

Warren stole a glance at Kian. The boy stood rooted, eyes glazed–clearly lost in some revelation. Warren inwardly sighed at his raw talent.

He’d brought his top disciples there before, but none caught on this quick.

Just as he marveled, Kian moved. The black blade on Kian’s back hummed, then slid free into his grip.

Warren froze, then snapped out of his shock and frantically tried to stop him. “Stop!”

The Sword Saint loathed interruptions. Even for Warren’s sake, he only tolerated silent watching.

Kian nodded so easily before. He didn’t seem like an idiot–so why draw his sword now?

Warren wondered, ‘Is he out of his mind? Even if he has some revelation, he should wait till later to figure it out. How dare he practice in front of the Sword Saint?”

Warren’s scalp prickled as he remembered what had happened to those who’d crossed the Sword Saint before. He tensed up and stepped half a pace forward, putting himself between Kian and danger.

With his cultivation level, he could probably take a few hits from the Sword Saint. But if those strikes landed on this kid, he’d be lucky to survive. His meridians and pubic region would likely be wrecked.

Since he’d brought Kian there, it was his job to keep him safe.

Suddenly, a searing heat closed in. Warren held his breath and readied himself. Here it came!

Just as Warren braced to channel all his spiritual power to fend off the attack, his vision swam and his defense hit nothing. He stared in disbelief as the Sword Saint charged straight past him.

The clash of blades rang out, sharp as shattered ice.

Warren’s blood turned cold. He thought, ‘No… He’s actually going for the boy? What did the boy ever do to deserve this?‘

In the cultivation world, status was everything. To a master, everyone else was vermin. The Sword Saint’s arrogance was par for the course–no one here was worth his notice.

Snuffing out an insect who dared interrupt his practice? One flick of sword energy, and it’d be gone without a whi

But what was the Sword Saint up to? He was actually dueling Kian himself!

Warren wondered, ‘Is he in a foul mood today? Planning to crush this kid?‘

These thoughts flashed by in a heartbeat. Warren lunged forward to intervene, only to get sent flying back dozens of feet. When he shook off the dizziness, his expression suddenly froze. Something wasn’t right.

In the blink of an eye, they’d exchanged hundreds of strikes. The clash of their swords thundered, and their movements were so swift that it left him dazzled.

Disciples outside the barrier couldn’t make out the details, but Warren saw everything. As his shock faded, he realized the

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Sword Saint wasn’t trying to kill Kian. It looked more like he was demonstrating moves, teaching swordplay.

Otherwise, with their gulf in cultivation, how could they have lasted this long?

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Warren was stunned. As the truth hit him, his face went slack with disbelief. He wondered, ‘Since when did the Sword Saint change his ways? Am I dreaming?‘

his nails into his palm. The sting was real.

his blade, flicking away the frost clinging to

spar, Kian had grasped on the

mind buzzed with so many insights it felt like his

standing out on his forehead. Beyond

Saint stayed put, and no one dared break it. Finally, Kian shuddered. His entire presence shifted.

eyes popping. “Sword domain…” he

hundred million sword cultivators, only a handful ever achieved

nodded, inwardly thinking, ‘I knew this kid had it.’

out of his trance. Meeting the gaze, he murmured, “It’s you.”

was Greg, the sword cultivator who’d shared a meal with him and

eyes. His presence was veiled, masking his true cultivation level. Hard to believe he was a

with his gaze. He bowed deeply

him. “You’ve got talent. Don’t waste it. Start training with me daily.”

he hated being tied down. But he didn’t mind

they shared a mission–protecting their precious little rabbits with

Nyx, Greg waved a hand to dispel the barrier. His eyes scanned the crowd, searching. When he didn’t spot that small, round figure, he asked, “Where is

meant. He paused before answering, “Nykie’s at Herb Peak.”

that hour, she was probably still fast

to find her.” At the mention of Herb Peak, Greg’s mind

This eyes

free meal wasn’t enough–he wanted seconds.

Sword Saint spent the whole morning sparring with Kian. No one caught their conversation, but they saw the pair shoulder–to–shoulder, soaring away on

stunned into silence. ‘Is…Is

shooting the Sword Guild disciples strange looks.

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the aloof Sword Saint they’d claimed wouldn’t

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of so many skeptical stares, the Sword Guild disciples flushed with indignation. “We weren’t lying! He’s usually cold

don’t believe us, look–even Mr. Mitchell’s shocked!”

Celestial kid catch the Sword

even is he?”

disciples watched the pair vanish, then exchanged nods.

Sword Guild disciples took off after them,

sneeze sent her tumbling. Achoo!” She rolled

is it?‘ She didn’t see Kian, supposing he had already left early.

hard working. Well, I can’t slack off either.‘ She hopped off the bed and shifted into

Nyx with no pressing tasks. She dressed simply, wolfed down breakfast,

far better than in her Foundation Building days-

into the Violet Soul Grass seedlings with her Snow Dew Bottle, Olivia crashed down from the sky, her voice shrill.

yesterday, and

default when spirit plants sickened–forget Elder Cyan. Nyx

soil lay parched and yellow, drained of spiritual energy. Seedlings

hunted through the field until she found a surviving seedling. After sensing its emotions, she understood. “Nymph Grass and Shroomdew can’t grow side by side. They repel each

The new Nymph Grass seedlings were much weaker, so they

survivors and followed Olivia across the field. They replanted the

but Nyx ignored it, murmuring to the plants. Since she was

a group wandered toward the canteen, looking around and

spiritual energy? No wonder they’re the top

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their weakest outpost, yet the spiritual energy here

“Small sects…rough life.”