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[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 9-Tailed Heavenly Demon Fox Bloodline.]

The Celestial Fox Deity: "Little Ancestor, our geniuses are struggling to advance their bloodlines. Could you spare just a small drop of your diluted blood?"

… 

Cain wakes up only to find himself transmigrated into a novel that he had read a few years before his death.

In this new fantasy realm where the strong are respected and the weak are trampled, Cain awakens his “Unique SSS-Ranked Primordial Beast Master Talent” before an error happens and merged with “Extra’s Harem Gacha System” which can help him become stronger by having sex with powerful women, including those summoned from the system’s Summon Pool.

[Ding! You have shared an intimate moment with the Goddess of Light]
[Ding! You have received …% of her stats attributes]
[Ding! You have increased her stats attributes by …%]

After merging his talent with the system, he can also contract and evolve powerful beasts, instantly upgrading their ranks using Evolution Points.

With the ability to convert money into Evolution Points, Cain decides to build his own force, amass wealth, and take full advantage of the system’s potential to rise above all.

[Ding! Do you want to refine the Ice Dragon’s Evolution Pill?]
[Ding! Do you want to refine the medicine liquid of God's rank?]
[Ding! Do you want to refine the Godbreaker sword of the God’s rank?]
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SSS Ranked Transmigration: Taming Beauties and The Beasts!

Despite its attempts to buck him off, the War Horse only managed to stagger a few steps before toppling.

For all their earlier dominance, the War Horses' synergy had finally broken. They no longer moved as one unstoppable entity but fought as two wounded, cornered beasts. Even so, their eyes gleamed with fierce pride, unwilling to yield until the end.

"Finish them," Frostfang whispered, his voice echoing in Little White's mind.

The silver-furred wolf nodded, stepping forward. Wincing at the pain from his bruised ribs, he mustered the last vestiges of his lunar power, building up a swirling glow around his fangs. Frostfang, equally battered, steadied himself, pawing the ground in preparation.

The final clash was only moments away. The War Horses let out defiant whinnies, straining to stand on trembling legs as sweat and blood dripped from their flanks.

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