MTL - Peerless Martial God 2 - v5 Chapter 1738 Chiyou blew himself, and it hurts 0 million miles...

In the ancient land of Yamato, seven powerful clans rule, each upholding their own traditions and strength. But when one clan seeks forbidden power, the balance of the world is shattered. Legends tell of warriors destined to rise, of a hero who will walk the sacred path, and of a battle that will shape the future of Yamato. As alliances are tested and enemies emerge from the shadows, the line between justice and power begins to blur. Will strength alone decide the fate of Yamato, or will a greater force change its destiny forever?

Ethan Crowe walked out of prison after seven years with nothing to his name and nowhere to belong.The world he returned to was unrecognisable.Gates had torn open across the globe, monsters roamed beyond human control, and society now revolved around the Titled - people chosen by mysterious voices and granted supernatural powers that made them heroes, weapons, and rulers all at once.Ethan wasn’t one of them.Not at first.Lost, angry, and with no future worth chasing, Ethan was barely surviving when a voice finally spoke to him.“Your title is… Lord Of Beasts.”But his awakening was wrong.Instead of power manifesting in the real world, Ethan was dragged into the Tower of Beasts - a brutal, game-like realm he could only enter while asleep. There, he hunts, tames, and evolves monstrous beasts that persist beyond his dreams…Registered as an E-Rank Titled with D-Rank potential, Ethan should have been insignificant.Yet the Lord Of Beasts cannot be measured by ordinary means.As Ethan grows stronger at an impossible rate, his existence begins to ripple outward - drawing the attention of elite Titled, criminal syndicates, and the Gates themselves.His past refuses to stay buried. His beasts grow more dangerous. And the truth behind his title hints at something far older and far more terrifying than anyone realises.In a world ruled by power, Ethan Crowe starts at the bottom.But as Lord Of Beasts, it's only a matter of time before he reaches the top!P.S. This is my WSA 2026 Entry - all support with powerstones and reviews is appreciated :)Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real events, locations, or people are purely coincidental and not intended to portray anything.

When he and his rumored girlfriend were spotted shopping in Paris, she smiled, “Well, my husband's taste isn't bad this time!”When he goes out to have dinner with the mayor's daughter, she remarks with a radiant face, “This tie suits you better.”When he is about to get engaged with a merchant's daughter, she chooses to leave, “Dear, have a successful trip. I will have a surprise waiting for you when you return!”A few days later, the man approached her with a dangerous aura, “So the divorce was your surprise gift to me?”“Yes! What a great gift! Don't you like it, Mr. Gu?” What more could a husband like him want from a wise and understanding wife like her?Unknowingly, she stole his heart. Though she left, she never returned his heart.He said that letting her leave was the biggest mistake he ever made.He had spoiled her for four years, and from now on, he would spoil her for the rest of his life.[Glorious husband + sly Da Bao + adorable Little Treasure, why would you refuse this marriage? The warm-hearted husband never changes his deep love. This is a story of immense pampering and minor hardships with a happy ending, welcome to dive in!]

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.