Adoneous Alucard was once a mighty cultivator that made everyone bend to his whims. However gone are those days and by a cruel twist of fate he is reincarnated into the body of a weak mortal body with no cultivation. But is it really a curse? In a world of beast tamers, where beasts could cultivate, and with millions of cultivation techniques in his mind, shall we bear witness to his legend? Image does not belong to me
Adoneous sat with a dazed expression in the small apartment. Its unhygienic condition could make a well refined person like him vomit. Somehow resisting this urge, he explored his inner self. All hell broke loose.
His neighbour, an old woman was startled by the sudden noise.
"Where, where goddammit is all my cultivation. What's with this weak body."
Adoneous Alucard, a once mighty cultivator had attempted to take the self created inheritance cultivation manual of an ancient immortal, but had lost his soul in the illusionary formation of an immortal grade. Well, at least he remembered it, thanks to his photographic memory.
Suddenly, onslaughts of foreign memories wreaked havoc within his mind. Slowly assimilating them he finally realised the situation he was in. He had been reincarnated, and in a world where beastmasters are supreme, no less. Here, only beasts could realise the mana around and cultivate, and beastmasters were baptised by their feedback.
Adoneous started to laugh. He laughed so loud and heard that the prized tea cup of the poor old lady was dropped and broke. With the immortal cultivation technique he had, and his abnormally strong imagination power, could he not cultivate his beasts to the extreme.
Suddenly, blood drained from his face. As an orphan and abnormally poor boy, he had not been registered and hence he needed to collect a beast from the association and on successful contraction, he would be registered. However the distribution happens ...now!