Genius Beast Tamer

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Four powerful divine senses suddenly assaulted Han Xingyu, who could feel the gemstone pressed against her chest getting hot.

"Is this kid really not afraid of divine sense pressure?" They had tried to use divine sense pressure on him once before without success, but they hadn't taken it too seriously. Now, they were very interested in trying it again.

"Kid, what secret do you have?" Chang Jilai narrowed his eyes dangerously and approached Han Xingyu step by step from the front, while the other four surrounded Han Xingyu from the other four directions.

Han Xingyu frowned unhappily, trapped inside and unable to move.

Five people reached out to grab Han Xingyu at the same time. Han Xingyu nimbly dodged, but even as agile as a monkey, he was no match for ten hands. He was defeated in one move and was grabbed by the shoulder by Chang Jilai. Before he could break free, the other nine hands quickly locked his vital acupoints, making him afraid to move.

Chang Jilai curled up a smug smile, his large face full of pride, which looked rather repulsive.

"Tell me honestly, how exactly did you manage to remain unaffected by the pressure of divine consciousness?"

Despite having his vital points locked, Han Xingyu remained calm and composed, appearing rather irritating. However, since someone had something to ask him, he naturally had the right to be arrogant.

"Kid, stop showing off!"

"Is this how you ask for advice?" Han Xingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Seeking guidance?" Chang Jilai exchanged glances with the other four, his grip tightening. He sneered, "Kid, haven't you figured out the situation yet?"

Han Xingyu's lips twitched in pain, but she still feigned calmness, tilting her head back with an arrogant air. "What's going on? I only know you have something to ask me. If your attitude is bad, I won't speak! This is Divine Medicine Valley. The Valley Master isn't useless, is he? You shouldn't do anything to me, at most a beating. Physical injuries are nothing to us healers. We can heal ourselves without asking for help. What do I have to be afraid of? But you, aren't you really afraid of the Valley Master? If you go too far today, won't the Valley Master punish you?"

"You brat!" Chang Jilai was so angry he gritted his teeth, but he was speechless. This kid had hit all his sore spots. He really didn't dare to beat him too badly today. He might teach him a small lesson, but he wouldn't make it too obvious. He didn't know why the Valley Master had taken in such a kid and put him in the same class as him. He didn't know the truth yet, and he didn't dare to cause too much trouble. Angry the Valley Master was no joke, and the consequences would be dire.

Chang Jilai's four companions seemed a little guilty and looked at Chang Jilai nervously.

Chang Jilai snorted angrily, "This kid is so sharp-tongued, of course he needs to be taught a lesson. First, beat him up, then heal him, then beat him again, heal him again, let him know the pain, but without leaving any marks. How can he complain then? I'm afraid even the Valley Master won't believe him!"

Hearing this, Chang Jilai's four companions felt slightly relieved. They looked at Han Xingyu with mocking smiles and said sinisterly, "Injuring people, healing them, leaving no trace—this is a good opportunity to hone our medical skills. The benefits are numerous; why not take advantage of it!"

Chang Jilai sneered, glancing sideways at Han Xingyu, "Kid, if you obediently tell us how you resisted the pressure of divine sense, we can beat you a few less times."

Han Xingyu curled her lip, her gaze coldly fixed on Chang Jilai. "I told you, you're still going to get beaten, so why should I say it? You idiot, you can't even interrogate someone properly, how about I teach you?"

"Teach me?" Chang Jilai was slightly taken aback. Suddenly, a powerful divine pressure struck him, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably with fear. His knees gradually buckled, and he finally knelt on the ground, burying his face in his hands and pleading, "Who are you? What kind of expert are you? Please, expert, show mercy!"

Chang Jilai's four companions were dumbfounded and confused, but just as they were about to ask Chang Jilai what was going on, a powerful martial emperor's strength suddenly surged, and a murderous aura filled the entire classroom.

The four of them turned their heads stiffly in the direction of the sudden surge of martial prowess, only to see a disheveled man with messy hair, scratching his head, carrying a large, door-panel-sized sword on his back, grinning at them. Before they could react, the man called out to them in an extremely solicitous manner, "Master, am I late, disciple?"

"Master?" Chang Jilai and his four companions looked at each other in confusion, their eyes seemingly asking, "Who is his master?"

While they were still confused and puzzled, Han Xingyu smiled brightly, "Silly disciple, you've already completed the task assigned by Sister Wuxie so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Chang Jilai and his four companions were stunned into silence.

Long Wu raised his chin and sneered, "You clowns, why don't you take your hands off my priest? Do you want me to chop them off?" As he spoke, he wiped the dragon-headed sword that was as big as a door panel.

Chang Jilai had already knelt on the ground, his head in his hands. His four companions were so frightened by Long Wu that they withdrew their hands, slumped to the ground, and muttered, "Why would the Martial Emperor call a child 'Master'? What's going on?"

Han Xingyu looked down at the group of people slumped on the ground, and said with a cold, sinister smile, "In the future, if you're going to bully someone, you'd better find out their background first. Do you really think someone you can easily bully would be in the same class as you?"

"Who exactly are you!" Chang Jilai calmed down slightly and said in a deep voice, "Even if you are a Martial Emperor, you can't kill people indiscriminately in Divine Medicine Valley. You'd better get out of here quickly. No matter who you are outside, only disciples are allowed to stay in Divine Medicine Valley!"

Chang Jilai looked at Han Xingyu threateningly and said coldly, "You may not know this yet, but the Valley Master is about to become a Martial Venerable. That's why we disciples are all afraid of him. No matter what our status or position is outside, or how many experts we have in our families, we dare not act recklessly in Divine Medicine Valley. Do you think I don't have Martial Emperor experts in my family? My guards are all peak Martial Emperor experts, but why don't I dare to bring them in? Do you know why? Did you even read the Divine Medicine Valley rules carefully last night?"

Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, looking at him without fear, and sneered, "It's your business if you don't dare bring anyone in. I never look ahead. I'm a practical person. I only know that right now, the five of you wanted to deal with me, but then my disciple arrived. You're all weaker than my disciple, so you've become pathetic wretches to be dealt with by me!"

Han Xingyu walked up to Long Wu, putting on an air of superiority, and coldly asked, "How many people did you successfully persuade?"

Long Wu wanted to keep her in suspense, but he heard Han Xingyu say coldly, "Just say it. I don't have time to waste with you. There's a cunning old man with a dog's nose here. If he finds you, I can't save you. You might be captured and used as a drug user."

Upon hearing the words "medicine people," Long Wu trembled slightly and quickly replied, "Seven of them. We initially thought it would be difficult to persuade them, but as soon as we mentioned that we could help them become experts above the Martial Venerable level, they went crazy and rushed to follow us."

Han Xingyu smiled knowingly, nodded in satisfaction, and asked, "What are their strengths?"

"Two are like me, three are at the mid-stage of Martial Emperor, one is at the peak of Martial Emperor, and one is a Martial Lord."

"The Martial Lord?" Han Xingyu asked with a hint of curiosity, "You know the Martial Lord's friends?"

Long Wu laughed and said, "The master of Mo Hai Blade Manor is someone I became friends with through a fight."

Han Xingyu nodded knowingly, but then deliberately criticized, "At your age, you only have seven trustworthy friends? You're doing terribly!"

Long Wu retorted with a hint of resentment, "Having seven trustworthy friends is already very good, okay? In this martial arts world, who knows how many fake friends and true villains there are? I'm already quite popular for having seven close friends!"

"Oh, you dare to talk back to me?" Han Xingyu narrowed her dangerous eyes.

"I..." Long Wu lowered his head fearfully and said awkwardly, "Master, I was just anxious. In the martial arts world, it's really rare to find seven brothers like me whom you can trust!"

Han Xingyu waved his hand impatiently and said dismissively, "I know you're amazing, you're just a guy who likes to brag."

Long Wu looked at the five people on the ground and asked with some concern, "Master, what exactly happened here? How did they manage to bully you? Why didn't you use poison?"

"Poison?" A hint of resentment flashed in Han Xingyu's eyes. "These guys aren't afraid of poison; their poison skills are no less than mine."

"What?" Long Wu was slightly taken aback and asked cautiously, "Master, your strength is inferior to theirs, and your poison skills cannot overpower them. Will you be bullied by them often in the future? Do you want your disciple to help you eliminate these future troubles? I will kill them and leave immediately without being discovered by others."

Han Xingyu glanced at him irritably and snorted coldly, "Everyone knows these guys are causing me trouble, but no one wants to get involved and just left. If these guys die today, who do you think will be the first suspect?"

"It's you!" Long Wu answered subconsciously, but quickly covered his mouth, looking at Han Xingyu with some fear. He was afraid of poison, unlike those guys who weren't. If his master took out all the anger he had suffered here on him, wouldn't he be finished?

Seeing the fear in Long Wu's eyes, Han Xingyu sighed softly and waved her hand, "Put your hand down."

If Long Wu hadn't appeared today, I don't know how I would have escaped this calamity. I might have really been beaten up, healed, beaten up again, and healed again. With these guys' medical skills, there wouldn't be a single bruise left. Even if I went to the Master of the Divine Medicine Valley to talk about this, I wouldn't have any evidence. I would just have to suffer a beating for nothing.

"Master, what should we do with them?" Long Wu frowned. "We can't kill them, but can we fight them?"

Han Xingyu glanced at the five people, whose initial fear had turned into a threat. Chang Jilai raised a cold smile and said, "Kid, if you want to play, you can win today, but your disciple probably won't stay by your side forever. We can play with you often in the future, and who will win or lose is uncertain! If this matter is dropped, we won't bother you again. For us, the one we wanted to deal with in the first place wasn't you. We just wanted to provoke Sang Hai and the others into making a move. But Sang Hai didn't fall for it, so we took our anger out on you and wanted to beat you up."

Han Xingyu sneered, "Are you begging for mercy or negotiating? Why do I feel you're so self-righteous? Is it right to use me as a tool to stir up trouble?"

"Boy, whether you think it's begging for mercy or negotiating, you won't dare kill us today. At most, you'll beat us up. If you do, this feud will be settled, and there will be plenty of time to get revenge in the future."

"Are you threatening me?" Han Xingyu smiled beautifully, but her eyes were cold and sinister. She said in a low voice, "I'm the kind of person who likes to face challenges head-on. I'm worried that my days in Divine Medicine Valley will be boring. I don't mind having someone to play with me in the future, and I welcome you to play with me. Maybe because of you, I'll break through my bottleneck faster. Pressure makes for victory, doesn't it? Besides, even if I let you go today, you still won't let me go, will you? This feud was formed the moment you stopped me today!"

"You brat!" Chang Jilai glared angrily at Han Xingyu, but Han Xingyu ignored his gaze and said calmly to Long Wu, "If you want to fight, then fight!"

With permission granted, Long Wu excitedly pounded his chest with his fist, displaying the agitation of a gorilla, and pounced on the five men, beating them mercilessly. For martial artists, there is always a demon residing in their hearts, ready to erupt at any moment, which is why they enjoy fighting and causing trouble. For them, fighting is a cathartic release.

Han Xingyu looked at the sky. About half an hour later, he tossed a medicine bottle to Long Wu, squinted his eyes and said, "That's about enough. Apply it to them, but don't leave any evidence."

Long Wu acted swiftly, and the five groaning, pained men were healed after the medicine was applied, but the pain from the beating remained vivid in their minds.

After Han Xingyu and Long Wu left, Chang Jilai stood up, stomped his foot hard on the ground, leaving a deep footprint. He gritted his teeth in anger and said, "That brat, I'll trample him under my feet sooner or later and make him lick my toes!"

Chang Jilai's four companions were also angry and cursed, constantly uttering profanities.

Han Xingyu and Long Wu arrived at a secluded spot. Long Wu, constantly on guard, said worriedly, "Master, this place seems dangerous. Are you really going to stay here? Why don't we go back to the manor? I've already arranged for those seven people to stay here. It won't be boring there; they're all quite interesting!"

Han Xingyu pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I made a huge bet, but I lost. I must keep my promise."

"Doesn't Master often cheat?" Long Wu realized he'd misspoke and said somewhat awkwardly, "I just thought Master wasn't a stubborn person, so he shouldn't be bound by a bet!"

Han Xingyu smiled wryly, "You don't need to be so careful with your words. I am usually someone who doesn't care about bets, but if I break this bet, I will surely be struck down by heaven and earth, and my cultivation will never progress. I wrote it myself."

Long Wu asked in astonishment, "What? Master, you were so ruthless, did you think you were sure to win back then?"

"Yes, I was very confident when we competed in poison, but I lost." Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes and said seriously, "Actually, I could have broken this oath. It's just something that those within the Three Realms must abide by. I'm not within the Three Realms, so even if I broke it, I probably wouldn't be in any bad luck..."

"Then why stay?"

Han Xingyu's gaze hardened. "I lost what I was most confident in. I can't run away. I have to get up where I fell. It is indeed necessary for me to stay here and learn."

"What if those guys make things difficult for you in the future?" Long Wu frowned deeply, his eyes filled with worry.

"Isn't it also a kind of training?" Han Xingyu raised the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly. "Now I understand why Sister Wuxie arranged it this way. I was indeed too arrogant in the past. Because I came down from the Immortal Demon Realm, I was too arrogant and looked down on the healers in the mortal world. But I didn't expect that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. Even in the small mortal world, there are people I am not as good as. No matter where or what, it seems that there is no fixed height. Even if you think something is the most powerful, there will be opponents. It's just a matter of whether you meet them or not."

Long Wu scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "Since you feel you have to stay, then I can't stop you. I'll stay and protect Master too!"

"You? Forget it. That cunning old man will definitely not agree. If he finds out, you really will be captured and used as a medicine man." Han Xingyu took out a thick book from his bag, flipped through more than ten pages, and pointed to a line of densely packed words. It clearly stated: Any disciple of Divine Medicine Valley is only a disciple in Divine Medicine Valley. No matter what their status is outside, they are not allowed to bring any followers into the valley. If any outsider is found in the valley, no matter who they are, they will all be used as medicine man.

Next to the words "medicine person," there is a line of smaller characters: Medicine person - a tool for new disciples to use needles. After being pierced a thousand times, they are used to test medicines, various poisons, and various antidotes, until their blood turns black and they become stagnant. Then, they are used as tools for new disciples to practice bone setting. After the bones are all broken and useless, their internal organs are dissected and they are made into specimens.

As he looked at the tiny characters, sweat poured from Long Wu's forehead, and his body trembled as he began to sketch them.

Han Xingyu smiled knowingly, narrowing her eyes as she said, "So, after seeing all this, do you still want to stay and protect me?"

Long Wu swallowed hard, trying his best to appear calm and not reveal any cowardice. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and said with a serious and loyal expression, "I will stay to protect Master!"

Han Xingyu was taken aback, then asked in confusion, "Why do you still insist on this? Aren't you afraid?"

Long Wu replied earnestly, "I am afraid, but protecting my master is more important than being afraid!"

Han Xingyu's gaze softened slightly, but she retorted, "Who needs your protection? How long can those guys bully me? I'll reach the Martial Emperor level soon, and then I'll make them fear me with my own strength! I'm your master, and you're asking me to protect you? What kind of behavior is that? You'd better get as far away from me as possible and don't bother me if you have nothing to do!" With that, Han Xingyu left without looking back.

Long Wu said with a mournful tone, "I was just trying to protect you! Honestly, you don't appreciate it at all! I'm going back to the manor to eat, drink, and have fun with my brothers!"

Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out: "Sister Wuxie didn't ask anything of you, but in three years, Heifeng and the others will all be Martial Lords. How can you be considered weaker than them?"

Long Wu turned his head in astonishment, pointing in confusion in the direction Han Xingyu had just left, and asked blankly, "Master, didn't you just leave from there?"

"This place is well-connected, can't I just take another route back?" Han Xingyu rolled her eyes and looked at Long Wu as if he were an idiot.

Long Wu scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Silly disciple, what are you grinning about? Do you want others to know you're a fool? Go back now, and don't come here unless it's absolutely necessary." Han Xingyu sighed and said, "I'm not trying to scare you, but that cunning old man really is capable of anything. Don't let him find out."

"But……"

"But what? This is my order! If you disobey, I won't want you as my disciple anymore!" Han Xingyu glared at him and said fiercely on purpose.

Long Wu lowered his head and could only leave helplessly.

Watching Long Wu's dejected figure, Han Xingyu sighed softly, "Hopefully that cunning old man won't discover anything."

……

The moonlight was hazy, reflecting on the lake like tiny stars falling onto its surface. Long Wu originally intended to leave using his light-footed skills, but the thought of the terrifying words "medicine man" forced him to slow down and walk cautiously. He vaguely heard a soft humming sound, and his steps unconsciously moved towards the direction of the singing.

Under the moonlight, on the lake, a heavenly song, and an exquisitely beautiful woman...

Long Wu stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the graceful woman who resembled a mermaid.

A lovely smiling face, captivating eyes, fair skin, and a graceful figure—all of this is right before your eyes, exposed to the air, as if the air itself has become fragrant and enchanting, intoxicating and captivating.

"Isn't there no women in Divine Medicine Valley?" Long Wu shook his head vigorously to clear his mind, but when he looked into the lake again, there was no one there.

"Am I seeing things?" Long Wu rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath. The faint fragrance of the woman seemed to still linger in the air, but apart from the calm lake, there was no longer any woman as beautiful as a fish.

……

Han Xingyu's bed has been delivered, and he can sleep in the large room tonight. However, he feels very uncomfortable because he keeps being stared at, and then he hears some whispers.

"Wasn't he reprimanded by Chang Jilai?"

"When Chang Ji came back, he seemed angrier and hated him even more than before."

"What exactly happened next?"

"If I weren't afraid of being scolded by the Valley Master, I would really like to stay there and watch the show."

Han Xingyu lay down on the bed, pretending to be asleep, trying to ignore those people.

"Yu Yan, where have you been, coming back so late?" Xu Ri's gentle voice rang out.

Yu Yan's face was a little pale. He casually replied, "Just taking a walk. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep." After saying that, he crawled into the quilt, wrapped himself up tightly, and hid his head inside.

Ling Feng scoffed, "What's wrong with this guy? Doesn't he feel suffocated sleeping under the covers all day?"

"Why do you care so much about him!" Xu Ri frowned.

Ling Feng grinned mischievously, raising an eyebrow at Xu Ri and saying, "Xu Ri, you're gay, aren't you?"

"You're the one who's gay!" Xu Ri threw the book in his hand and went to sleep, covering his head with his blanket.

Ling Feng removed the book from his face, looking utterly miserable. "Damn it! Can't you take a joke?"

……

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley opened a small wooden box. Inside were the homework the children had handed in that day: pills that quickly restored internal energy, which he had them refine. These were pills that even he himself could not complete in one batch.

There were nineteen cloth bags in the box, each with a name written on it.

The Divine Medicine Valley Master looked at the extra nineteenth cloth bag with some doubt.

"Did you teach that kid too?" he murmured with amusement. "He's quite enthusiastic about things I didn't ask him to do. He hasn't learned anything; how much can he really master?"

With a curious gaze, the master of the Divine Medicine Valley opened the cloth bag with Han Xingyu's name on it, but his eyes froze the moment the bag was opened.

He thought he had miscounted, so he poured out all the pills from the bag and counted them carefully and meticulously, one by one, then another. Finally, still seemingly unsure, he counted them one more time!

"How is this possible?" He leaned back in his chair, somewhat defeated, but after a long while, a smile crept across his face, as if he had found a treasure. He exclaimed with delight, "Could it really be that heaven is helping me, arranging for such a miraculous child to come to Divine Medicine Valley at this time!"

……

The next day, just as dawn broke, Han Xingyu got up. There was no homework to hand in today, and everyone seemed to be sleeping soundly. Han Xingyu went into the meditation room alone, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate his internal energy techniques.

Yesterday, he personally experienced the frustration of having nowhere to use his powerful poison skills, and he also realized that nothing is more practical than real strength. Now, in addition to refining his poison skills in the Divine Medicine Valley, he also cannot slack off in his training.

He narrowed his eyes, revealing a gloomy glint.

Chang Jilai, did King Wu think he had plenty of time ahead of him and wanted to overwhelm me in the middle of his reign?

Soon, I will show you just how terrifying my cultivation speed is!

King Wu will be in the middle stage of his reign in no more than three days, right?

He closed his eyes and focused intently on cultivating his inner strength, seemingly getting closer and closer to breaking through the barrier of the mid-stage Martial King realm.

An hour later, Han Xingyu stood up, returned to the main room, crawled back into bed, and pretended to be asleep.

Soon after, people started to get up, and when all eighteen of them were up, he heard Sang Hai give a cold command: "Boy, get up."

Although Sang Hai's voice was cold and serious, like an order, Han Xingyu gave him a deep look when she got up. Although this person was very serious and seemed to dislike or hate her, everything he did was to help her. It sounded like an order, but it was also a kind reminder.

Sang Hai exchanged a brief glance with Han Xingyu, said nothing more, and then turned and left.

Han Xingyu quickly finished washing up. Today would be another busy day, and she would have to listen to that old man's rambling again.

The classroom was very quiet, and everyone was patiently waiting for the Divine Medicine Valley Master.

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley was a little late. When he entered the classroom, he didn't start class immediately. Instead, he placed a wooden box heavily on the table with a very solemn expression.

"These are the assignments you handed in yesterday," he said casually.

Everyone became a little nervous. According to convention, unless it was a perfect success in the entire furnace, everyone would inevitably be scolded.

Chang Jilai glanced coldly at Han Xingyu, sneering inwardly: This kid probably hasn't mastered a single thing, right? He hasn't even studied it, yet he's supposed to hand in his homework; it's bound to be terrible!

Seeing the contempt and sneer in Chang Ji's eyes as he looked at Han Xingyu, Yu Yan and Xu Ri exchanged a glance and couldn't help but shake their heads with bitter smiles. Only they knew that Han Xingyu had successfully completed the entire furnace process, and in their hearts, Han Xingyu was a terrifying figure.

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley was silent for a moment, then took a breath and said, "What I didn't expect was that someone could actually refine it completely in one furnace."

"What? The whole furnace?"

"Who's so amazing?"

"No, didn't we all pay attention to the number of other people's stones yesterday?"

Ling Feng asked in confusion, "Yes, I left the alchemy furnace because I was sure of everyone's numbers. Weren't the class monitor and Yu Yan the ones who left the most?"

Xuan Duzi's gaze shifted slightly, looking at Han Xingyu, and he said with a playful tone, "It seems we've overlooked someone."

Ling Feng followed Xuan Duzi's gaze, paused slightly, and said, "Him? It seems like he's the only one left! Really?"

Xu Ri Yang Guang smiled and said, "Ye Yu Yan and I waited for him to finish refining before leaving the alchemy room together yesterday."

"Is it really him?" Even the usually cold and aloof Ming Yan began to feel curious.

Yu Yan smiled brightly and said, "He's a very talented child. I think it's because he's so skilled at alchemy that the Valley Master put him in our class!"

The Master of the Divine Medicine Valley coughed, and everyone quieted down.

The Master of the Divine Medicine Valley stared intently at Han Xingyu and asked in a deep voice, "How did you do that?"

Han Xingyu was stunned for a moment, but a cunning glint quickly flashed in his eyes. He stood up and stared directly at the master of the Divine Medicine Valley, ignoring the several pairs of murderous eyes around him. The most outrageous of them was Chang Jilai, whose face was contorted with rage and whose teeth were chattering.

"You cunning old man, you want to learn from me?"

This sentence caused a stir.

"What's wrong with him? How could he speak to the Valley Master like that?"

"This kid is too arrogant!"

"How will the Valley Master deal with him? He's so disrespectful! He's bound to be in big trouble!"...

The Master of the Divine Medicine Valley narrowed his eyes, and said in a way that shocked everyone, "Indeed, I must learn from you!"

"You!" Han Xingyu was also somewhat surprised, frowning as she asked, "Old man, you're so old, don't you feel ashamed to say such things to a nine-year-old child like this in front of so many people?"

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley shrugged fearlessly and laughed, "There's nothing shameful about asking someone more capable than yourself for advice."

Han Xingyu curled her lip and muttered, "What a shameless guy!"

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley smiled faintly and said, "Whether it's shamelessness or losing face, as long as the goal is achieved in the end, I think everything before that doesn't matter."

"You don't just want to ask me how to refine pills, do you?" Han Xingyu was very shrewd and immediately saw that the old man must have a conspiracy.

"Little guy, you're too smart, you're really giving me a headache." The master of the Divine Medicine Valley took out a piece of paper and tore it into shreds on the spot. Judging from the shredded paper on the ground, this was the bet that Han Xingyu had signed with him before.

"What are you doing?" Han Xingyu frowned.

"Shouldn't you show sincerity when asking someone for a favor?" The Divine Medicine Valley Master smiled calmly. "This is only part of my sincerity. If it works out, I will give you more."

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Han Xingyu asked, puzzled.

The others in the classroom also looked at the Valley Master of Divine Medicine Valley with suspicion. They had never seen the Valley Master like this before. They had only seen the Valley Master extort others, but they had never seen him act like this towards others.

Facing the curious gazes of the students in the classroom, the Master of the Divine Medicine Valley responded with a calm smile and said, "I will be going into seclusion in a few days. If I succeed this time, I will be the only Martial Venerable on the entire martial arts continent!"

"Is the Valley Master about to break through?" A clamor arose.

The Master of the Divine Medicine Valley narrowed his eyes and said, "Easier said than done. Do you know why no Martial Venerable has appeared all these years? Today, our lesson won't focus on medicine, but on martial arts! That's what you must learn while you're here!"

Yu Yan smiled and said, "I love listening to Valley Master talk about these things. Medical skills can be quite boring sometimes. The things Valley Master teaches about martial arts practitioners are things that my father could never understand in his entire life, but Valley Master can analyze them clearly."

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley smiled slightly. He genuinely liked Yu Yan, but it was a pity that this child was not...

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley sighed and looked at Yu Yan with some regret.

Yu Yan frowned slightly, as if he could read some discrimination in that gaze, and said in a low voice, "All people are equal."

The Master of the Divine Medicine Valley nodded with a wry smile and said, "Yes, everyone should have a chance to try. Your father may have misjudged you and will regret it later! You are a very good child; he shouldn't have underestimated you!"

Yu Yan smiled sweetly and said, "It's precisely because the Valley Master's ideas are different from his that he took me in. Valley Master, please tell me why there hasn't been a Martial Venerable in the Martial World for so many years? I'm very curious!"

With a smile, Xu Riyang urged, "Yes, Valley Master, please tell us!"

"There is a fatal danger in the path from Martial Saint to Martial Venerable," the Master of Divine Medicine Valley said in a low voice. "If one cannot suppress their internal energy, the moment of breakthrough may be the moment their body explodes."

"Is it that dangerous? But there were Martial Venerables in the past on the martial arts continent. How did those people become Martial Venerables?" someone asked.

The master of Divine Medicine Valley took out a yellowed and old prescription and said, "You are all the most promising elites of Divine Medicine Valley. One of you will surely be my successor. I will not hide anything. This prescription is the method for making Condensation Pill. Although the medicinal materials are precious, it is not difficult for our Divine Medicine Valley to obtain them. However, I have tried many times but always failed. Controlling the fire is very difficult. Alchemy has always been my weakness. The reason I asked you to focus on alchemy is actually with some selfish motives. I want to find a child who has a talent for alchemy."

Han Xingyu curled her lip and said, "You want me to refine a Condensation Pill?"

The Divine Medicine Valley Master nodded and said, "Before breaking through to Martial Venerable, take the Condensation Pill. Your inner strength will rapidly contract, preventing your body from exploding at the moment of breaking through to Martial Venerable. Instead, a wisp of root will form within your body."

"Roots?" Everyone looked at the Divine Medicine Valley Master in surprise.

"What lies above the Martial Venerable? Do you know?" The Master of Divine Medicine Valley looked at them like a kind old grandfather. To him, these children, although he did not take them as his own disciples, were all his disciples in the same way.

Eyes gleamed with excitement, and someone asked, "What is it? Can we ascend to immortality?"

"Not yet." The Master of Divine Medicine Valley smiled warmly and said calmly, "If you can refine a Condensation Pill, after reaching the Martial Venerable level, you can consume a large number of Condensation Pills with each breakthrough. When you break through to the peak of the Martial Venerable level, you will obtain a Purple Void Vine and consume it. The roots formed from the internal energy in your body will merge with the Purple Void Vine and become a spiritual root!"

"Spiritual Root!"

"No way?"

"Doesn't this break the curse that prevents martial artists from ascending to immortality!"

"With spiritual roots, one can cultivate immortality and ascend to heaven!"

"Those guys who act all high and mighty just because they have spiritual roots, and then get brought to the cultivation continent, have no right to be arrogant. We can have spiritual roots too!"

Unlike the others, Sang Hai asked gravely, "We've cultivated martial arts for so many years, striving to reach the Martial Venerable level, only to be placed on equal footing with those who have spiritual roots but haven't put in the effort? In the end, even if we have spiritual roots, do we have to start all over again?"

The master of the Divine Medicine Valley froze. This seemed to be a question he had never considered before. In the past, when he learned that he could have spiritual roots, he seemed to be too happy and had not calmly thought about anything else.

Han Xingyu pursed her lips and said, "We are not on equal footing."

"Oh? What do you know?" Sang Hai squinted at him.

Han Xingyu said calmly, "I don't know much, but I do know that spiritual roots are also divided into good and bad."

“Indeed, spiritual roots are divided into good and bad.” Xu Ri said, “In my family, there was a child with spiritual roots who was taken away by people from the cultivation continent. However, I heard that his spiritual roots were not very good, so even if he went to the cultivation continent, he would not be treated well.”

Han Xingyu nodded and said, "If one becomes above the Martial Venerable level, it's not only the Purple Void Vine that can cultivate spiritual roots. The Purple Void Vine is considered a relatively inferior rare treasure. If there are better rare treasures, one can cultivate excellent spiritual roots, or even immortal roots! The quality of the spiritual root determines how quickly one can cultivate to become an immortal. Therefore, the difference between martial artists and those born with spiritual roots is that martial artists can decide their own destiny, while those with spiritual roots, if their spiritual roots are ordinary, will remain the same for their entire lives, with no chance to turn their lives around."

"If we can find precious and rare herbs, we can grow so-called top-grade spiritual roots, or even holy, profound, semi-immortal, or immortal roots. In other words, our spiritual roots are determined by the medicinal herbs we find. So it's like we decide for ourselves what kind of spiritual root we will grow?" The master of the Divine Medicine Valley became the one asking the question, his thirst for knowledge fixed on Han Xingyu.

Han Xingyu pursed her lips and said, "Besides the quality of rare treasures, the quality of internal energy also determines the spiritual root. If the internal energy cultivation method is of a high level and the internal energy is pure, the roots formed will be very good. Then even if the rare treasure is ordinary, it will still grow into a very good spiritual root."

Sang Hai frowned and said, "Regardless of whether the spiritual root is good or bad in the end, we still have to start from scratch, don't we? Even if we cultivate a spiritual root, it's still the same as being a weakling with no cultivation at all when we arrive in the cultivation world, isn't it?"

"This..." Han Xingyu was somewhat stumped by the question, and said awkwardly, "You're a very extreme person. Whether you start from scratch or not, it's better than cultivating to the level of Martial Venerable and then losing direction, not knowing what to do next, right? At least now we know that above Martial Venerable, one can have spiritual roots, cultivate immortality, and ascend to heaven. Doesn't that give us hope?"

Sang Hai scoffed, "Extremist? I just feel that fate is unfair. We have to work so hard for so long, and we don't even know if we'll succeed in the end, or if we'll be able to cultivate our so-called spiritual roots. But some people are born with spiritual roots, and they don't need to make any effort or practice martial arts to go to the cultivation continent, that place we all look up to!"

---Aside---

One more update~

Spiritual roots can be acquired above the Martial Venerable level, but does it start from scratch? No, stay tuned…