Although the majority of beast human only had a lifespan of three to five hundred years, could only run after landing and could hunt for themselves after a year of age, it still had to be around the same as Demon Clan, where it could enter adulthood after thirty-five years of age. However, in order for a beast human to truly enter adulthood, it had to go through the process of taking human form.
To transform into a beast human in the shape of a beast, this trial required stimulation. It required stimulation from the female that he liked, or the female that made him feel sexually.
For example, the Winged Tiger Clan's Clan Chief, Hu Xiao, was only able to transform after he was forty-eight years old.
This was not a simple process. If she could help the androgynous female, she would leave a different place in the male's heart for the rest of her life. A lot of males end up with the females who transform themselves, never leaving for the rest of their lives.
Thus, to a certain extent, taking on the shape of a human gave off a feeling of familiarity.
Of course, if they were unable to transform into a human form, most beast human would not live past the age of sixty. Of course, there would be many beast human that had not materialized their entire lives that would end in depression.
Most of the beast human females were relatively fewer, so there would be other beast human that would spend a huge price to request for a female with a high sex appeal to help their son transform. This would require a huge price to pay. When transforming, the more excited and excited the male, the stronger his beast human form would become! Of course, it would be better if he could use his transformation with that female!
Of course, the students who were burdened by this could only bear with it and not eat or sleep. Fortunately, as long as Yuan Feiyu was present, the best they could do was to give him a day's worth of food to eat and rest him, as well as to save a bunch of little youngsters in the Sea of Bitterness.
But, no matter how much Di Jiye forgot himself, he could not be compared to the ten over students collectively moving around uneasily. After he recovered from his experiment, he looked down, and saw that at least half of the students had green eyes, and were rubbing their head and hips, feeling unsettled.
Di Jiye was always a smart person, he could tell what was going on just by a slight frown and sniff. Of course, he personally felt that the smell must have belonged to Zhong Jianjian. He had never thought that his own advice was also one of the sources of fragrance.