Ling Wanhu Plots to Mutate a Spirit Beast (2,200 words, please subscribe)

At once, the group of demon beasts began acting according to the young man's instructions.

Before long, the young man riding the fierce tiger was left with just over a hundred carnivorous demon beasts.

In less than a hundred breaths, those carnivorous demon beasts had swiftly formed an orderly line.

The young man riding the tiger then patted the Storage Bag at his waist and took out a large amount of demon beast meat, distributing it one piece at a time to the carnivorous demon beasts in the line before him.

The carnivorous demon beasts happily opened their blood-filled maws and gnawed on their allotted demon beast meat.

A bloody stench gradually began to permeate the area.

However, the young man riding the tiger cast a Qing Feng at that moment, blowing the bloody stench away.

After a while, two wolf demons that had eaten quickly but were still not full approached the tiger-riding young man. They howled at him several times, indicating that they had not eaten their fill and wanted more meat.

Seeing this, the young man extended his divine sense into them and immediately discovered that the auras of the two wolf demons had grown slightly stronger than they had been several days ago. Their bodies had also grown somewhat larger.

A hint of delight appeared between the young man's brows.

"After several days, two more demon beasts among this group have finally improved their cultivation somewhat."

The demon beast meat he had previously distributed to those carnivorous demon beasts had actually been portions specially measured according to each beast's cultivation. The meat was exactly enough to fill them—not too little, not too much.

If any ate more, there was only one possible explanation: their cultivation had improved.

A demon beast's stomach could only be so large.