Beast World: I Can See Your Fertility Value - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Ning Fuyin was thrown off a carriage-no, a beast-drawn carriage.

As her knees slammed into the gravel, the pain was so intense her vision went dark, and a flood of foreign memories rushed into her mind.

This was the Beast World Continent, a place where females were rare and males with noble bloodlines were highly sought-after resources for every major tribe.

The original owner of this body was also named Ning Fuyin. Born into an outer clan of Frost Fang City, she had managed to get into the Holy Temple’s servant quarters thanks to her beautiful face. Later, she climbed her way up to the title of “Blessed Female,” specializing in selecting mates for the Holy Temple.

To put it bluntly, she was a high-end matchmaker.

But her luck had run out; she had followed the wrong person.

Three days ago, the Royal City Holy Temple used her to falsify a bloodline test. They had forcefully packaged a Golden Lion Noble, who was on the verge of a rampage, as a “top-tier compatible male.” The result was disastrous: the male lost control on the spot during the mating ceremony, injuring four females.

The one truly responsible for the mess was the Saintess, Cen Linxing, who had presided over the ceremony.

However, the one pushed out to take the fall was Ning Fuyin-someone with no background, no kin, and the easiest to manipulate.

She was stripped of her status, branded as a “False Blessed One,” and sent to the most dangerous place in the Northern Territory: the Blackstone Exile Land.

That place took in only two types of people: criminals or dying males.

“From today on, you belong to Black Stone Valley.”

The Gray Wolf Guard escorting her kicked open the wooden cage, his voice dripping with undisguised malice.

“If you survive, consider yourself lucky. If you don’t, consider it saving the Holy Temple some rations.”

The wind outside the cage cut like a knife.

Ning Fuyin braced herself against the ground to stand up. She was about to snap back when a sudden, sharp pain flared behind her eyes.

Immediately after, rows of translucent golden characters floated in mid-air.

[Su Zhichuan: Bloodline Stability Value 12]
[Mental Agitation Value 91]
[Current Fertility Value 9]
[Rampage Rate within 30 days: 87%]
[Note: Extremely dangerous. If suppression continues, the bloodline chain will shatter within seven days.]

Her breath hitched, and she looked up sharply.

A dozen paces away on a rocky slope stood a man draped in black beast furs.

He was tall with broad shoulders and long legs. His features were as sharp as a blade drawn in the night, and behind his ear was a faint black panther marking that hadn’t fully faded-clear evidence that he had just shifted back from his beast form.

Those crimson numbers were hovering right over his head.

And he wasn’t the only one.

The two Wolf Tribe Warriors and the Eagle Tribe Scout standing nearby all had different sets of data above their heads.

Some had a Fertility Value of only 3.

Some had stability values that had dropped to single digits.

In the most severe case, the probability of death had already soared to 72%.

Ning Fuyin’s heart sank heavily.

In her previous life, she had worked in animal breeding and genetic disease screening. She was intimately familiar with the implications behind these shifting indicators.

The so-called Fertility Value was never just about the ability to reproduce; it was about whether the bloodline, constitution, and mental field could still achieve a stable resonance.

In this Beast World, where reproduction and bloodlines were the core of existence, this was practically a death sentence.

Black Stone Valley wasn’t just an exile land.

It was a graveyard where everyone was about to be buried together.

“Have you seen enough?”

The man spoke, his voice low and cold.

“If you’ve seen enough, then get inside.”

Ning Fuyin blinked, suddenly realizing that the name in the column above his head was Su Zhichuan.

Ignoring her pain, she took two steps forward instead.

“Your bloodline chain will shatter within seven days.”

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

The guard who had escorted her turned pale, then let out a mocking sneer.

“You still dare to play these tricks?”

Su Zhichuan’s gaze also turned cold, looking at her as if she were a fraud about to have her neck snapped.

But Ning Fuyin didn’t back down.

She stared at the faint, reddish blood mark just below his Adam’s apple and continued, “At night, it will start with a burning pain in your chest. Then, the joints of your right arm will grow stiff. When you shift into your beast form, your back left leg will tremble. You aren’t naturally bloodthirsty; you’ve suppressed it for too long, and your bloodline has begun to backflow.”

The killing intent in the Black Panther Leader’s eyes froze in that instant.

Because she was right.

Down to the last word.