System Change - Chapter 433: Instructions Unclear

The Heavenly Dao has shifted, demons rise from all corners, and the powers of Cultivation need to be enhanced. The Immortal Venerable's Order commands us to diligently cultivate, slay demons, exterminate evil, purge demons to protect the Dao, and elevate the might of Huaxia...

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A reader said: This novel was not intended to be read at first, but later I found out that it has a legacy of Wei Wu, the legacy of the prime minister.

Then I watched and read it, and I was overjoyed; so I read it quickly, and I can’t calm down for a long time after reading it. I complain that the content lacks details, the number of words in the article is too small, and the update speed is too slow.

I have this resentment in my heart, and it is hard to forget, so I made this post to express my feelings, and to feedback the author’s big mistake in his article, which is due to the slow update and the small number of words.

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- Description from novelbuddy

Caelith doesn't want too much in life, a clean home, a happy mother, and maybe a girlfriend. Raised in the Stormont manner, one of the highest ranking noble household in the kingdom, he grew up a bastard, mistreated and abused by the main lineage.At the tender age of sixteen nobles undergo a divine ceremony, receiving the opportunity to be blessed by the gods however he receives Nothing.Caelith struggles in this world but at the end of the day, He is Nobody, and he has Nothing.

There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.