Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 327 - 266: Provoking His Loathing

Sang Luo didn’t think any male would, for the sake of a child, let a female he utterly despised share his bed every night, tying them together for a lifetime.

Especially not a male as picky and arrogant as Minos. His standards were sky-high. If he truly looked down on or even detested a female, he might not care that much about having an heir.

It was a sudden epiphany for Sang Luo. ’That’s right! All I have to do is make Minos despise me, isn’t it?’

’Sooner or later, he’ll kick me out of the Holy Palace!’

She decided to act on it immediately.

Sang Luo began to pay attention to any rumors about the Saint Heir that the servants gossiped about in their spare time. She even started proactively asking what the Saint Heir liked and disliked.

And she did indeed hear some interesting rumors.

The Saint Heir remained single, showing no intention of taking a partner, which not only worried the people in the Holy Hall but also made the young, marriageable-age females of the major Angel Families anxious.

Every Saint Heir was the strongest male of his generation in the Angel Clan, making him the best choice for these Angel females. It was no exaggeration to call him their dream lover.

Over the past millennium, there had been no shortage of females trying to climb into the Saint Heir’s bed.

It was said that for a while, every night the Saint Heir returned to his chambers, he would find a bewitching and seductive female on his bed, casting flirtatious glances his way. Each one was dressed more scantily than the last. Someone even tried to drug the Saint Heir and force themselves on him. Of course, all these females ultimately shared the fate of being thrown out.

Then, for some unknown reason, a rumor started circulating in the Holy Palace that the Saint Heir didn’t like females. This gave some Male Beasts ideas.

One time, Minos returned to his chambers to find a seductive, stark-naked male on his bed.

According to the servants, the Saint Heir was furious—a rare sight. His face turned black with rage, and he immediately had that Male Beast dragged out and drawn and quartered.

The price for climbing into his bed... each attempt ended more miserably than the last.

After that, no one dared to try it again.

Sang Luo couldn’t help but laugh when she heard these rumors. ’Good thing I wasn’t drinking tea.’

A servant shot her a puzzled and slightly annoyed look. "The Saint Heir is as holy and perfect as the purest handful of white snow on a mountain peak. He despises such promiscuous and wanton people. This servant doesn’t feel the least bit sorry for them!"

The servant then looked at Sang Luo again. "The partner the Saint Heir likes must surely be a female as perfect and pure as he is—someone like you, Holy Consort."

Sang Luo was speechless. ’Purity? I couldn’t be associated with that word in eight lifetimes.’

’After all, my favorite thing is to tumble in the sheets with my handsome Beast Husbands.’

’The Saint Heir, holy and perfect... heh. If they had any idea what he was like that night, they would never imagine that the Saint Heir in their minds is, behind the scenes, also a common mortal with passions and desires.’

Still, this gave her a piece of good news.

’The Saint Heir likes a perfect and pure partner!’

Sang Luo agreed. Given Minos’s personality, he would definitely like a perfect and pure female.

So she would do the exact opposite!

Whatever he hated, she would do.

She would shatter the image he had of her, piece by piece, until there was no chance of ever putting it back together!

... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Everyone in the Holy Hall knew that the Saint Heir was in a bad mood lately.

The Saint Heir and the Holy Consort had not spent their wedding night together. It was said the Saint Heir went to her chambers, and some shouting was heard from within. Afterward, the Saint Heir returned to his study alone. The next day, the Month of Bliss was canceled outright. All this could only mean one thing—the Saint Heir’s advances had been unsuccessful.

’So the Saint Heir is no different from any other male when it comes to this sort of thing.’

’He can be rejected by a female too.’

Noah casually plucked a sour, astringent olive from a branch and popped it into his mouth, thinking with schadenfreude, ’I get it.’

’That guy Minos has been high and mighty his whole life. There’s only what he doesn’t want, never what he can’t get. To think the first setback of his life would be in courtship.’

No male, when rejected by a female he desires, can avoid feeling frustrated and humiliated when it comes to mating.

The great Saint Heir was no exception.

Noah spat out the pit and walked into the study.

The book on the desk in front of Minos hadn’t been turned by a single page. He propped his face up with one hand, staring blankly at his other hand, looking rather dazed and lost in thought.

"What exactly happened that night? Logically speaking, with our Saint Heir’s power and looks, how could any female in the world not be smitten?" Noah leaned in curiously, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Yes. She rejected me. She hates me," Minos said, his voice calm and unrippled, betraying no emotion.

Noah was stunned. ’He really got rejected.’ He thought back to what he had told him a while ago...

’The more arrogant and powerful a male is, the more they actually care about this kind of thing. Failing to secure mating rights is a huge blow, both physically and mentally.’

"Um, actually, what I said that night might not be right. Maybe she was just in a bad mood, or maybe it was that time of the month and she wasn’t feeling well, so she just pretended to be angry. Why don’t you try again in a few days..." Noah’s voice trailed off.

Minos didn’t speak. A hint of distress seemed to float in his calm blue eyes. He had never spent time with a female before and had no idea how to handle this situation.

This wasn’t how he had imagined it.

’I’m a powerful and outstanding male. She should like me. But that’s not what happened.’

"How do you make a female like you?" Minos asked, looking at Noah, whose romantic history was quite extensive.

Noah was a pure-blooded, four-winged male Angel. Based on his bloodline and status alone, not a single female he had ever courted had rejected him. In fact, many females actively sought him out.

Minos narrowed his blue eyes, scrutinizing Noah critically for the first time. ’Am I not stronger than this guy?’

’Why did she reject me!’

Noah broke out in a cold sweat under Minos’s suddenly sharp gaze and backed away toward the door. "You’re the one who got rejected, don’t take it out on me!"

Minos’s expression returned to its usual calm. He spoke faintly, "How do you... interact with females?"

Perhaps females preferred sweet talk. Noah was indeed a seasoned expert when it came to pursuing them.

"Me? Oh, my methods are just a bunch of cheap tricks. What females really care about are a male’s bloodline and power. Sweet talk is just for a bit of flirting. If a female doesn’t fancy you, sweet talk isn’t just useless—it’ll annoy her."

Noah received a cold glance from Minos and quickly shut his mouth. ’Did that sentence hit a sore spot too!?’

He then mumbled, "This humble one thinks that the Saint Heir shouldn’t have to worry about this kind of thing at all. As long as there isn’t some other misunderstanding, there’s no female in the world who wouldn’t like you. Every time I stand next to you, the females’ eyes are practically glued to you. They don’t even spare me a glance."

"...Then why doesn’t she look at me?"

"Shyness? Or maybe the aesthetic standards of females from other clans are different from our Angel females?" Noah rubbed his chin, offering a suggestion. "Females like enthusiastic and proactive males. Why don’t you send her some fine gifts and beautiful jewelry to try and win her over?"