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Transmigrated Into A Divine Beast And Formed A Contract With A Beauty

Disappeared for Eleven Months
Shen Fei was transmigrated to a parallel world that was different than his. As the world slowly regained its spiritual energy, its citizens entered the age of tamers. Unfortunately, Shen Fei had become a cat. The only thing he could do was act cute and wait until his demise arrived. However, one day, he received the God-Tier Familiar Evolution System. … Qin Wuque was a s*xy and pure beauty. When she wore a long white dress and tied her hair up, she would look like an angel. Other than her beauty and curvy body, she was kind. It only made Shen Fei like her even more, and he vowed to protect her forever. Suddenly, a series of notifications appeared in Shen Fei’s head. [Ding!] [God-tier Familiar Evolution System has been activated] [Ding! Connected to host. Qin Wuque. Age: 18] … My name is Qin Wuque, and my beast is super wild. He’s also arrogant as well. He wouldn’t let any guys get near me. He even wants to sleep on my bed with me. Ever since I tamed him, I could never tame another beast again because all the other beasts would get beaten up by him. Um… So, am I the master or is my beast the master of me?
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