Genius Beast Tamer

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Three years later...

On the martial arts continent, the mysterious sect Sound Killing Sect vanished into thin air, the Divine Medicine Valley that people flocked to vanished into thin air, and the Weapon Ancestor Sect, the ancestor of weapons, vanished into thin air!

Many sects, including the Hei family, Yunshan sect, and Mohai sword manor, suddenly disappeared into thin air!

In just three short years, the martial arts world seemed to be reshaped, with the emergence of a powerful sect—the Heavenly Star Evil Palace.

Legend has it that the Heavenly Star Evil Palace gathers the strongest healers, the strongest alchemists, the strongest weapon forgers, the strongest beast tamers, the strongest sound masters, the strongest internal energy, the strongest martial arts, and the strongest...

Legend has it that the master of the Heavenly Star Evil Palace is a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Despite her young age, she is already a martial arts master!

Legend has it that this woman was stunningly beautiful, so beautiful that one glance would leave one speechless, a second glance would leave one utterly dejected, and a third glance... well... anyone who dared to stare at her three times would be dead!

She has two younger brothers, both of whom are extremely terrifying. Some unlucky guys come to see the beauty, but instead of seeing her, they get beaten up by those two terrifying guys. If they have some skills, the palace master will grant them an audience, but if they dare to stare at the palace master for more than three times, these two domineering men will grab their weapons and kill them on the spot!

These two terrifying individuals are the deputy palace masters of the Heavenly Star Evil Palace. One is a renowned divine physician but also a master of poisons—Poison Prince; the other is a famously gentle and refined gentleman but also a man with a smile that hides a dagger—Black-bellied Prince.

Legend has it that although the Heavenly Star Evil Palace is a relatively recent sect, its martial arts manuals are ancient secrets that sects of hundreds or even thousands of years cannot possess. The master of the Heavenly Star Evil Palace used countless powerful manuals to subdue many notoriously stubborn rogue cultivators on the martial arts continent, making them obedient.

These martial arts masters are all people who refuse to accept their fate. The reason they practice martial arts is to pursue the ultimate goal of becoming a martial arts master and achieving immortality. Besides the secret manuals, this palace master seems to have an even more compelling reason for them to admire him.

The legends surrounding the Heavenly Star Evil Palace are all incredibly fantastical. Anyone who tries to enter the Heavenly Star Evil Palace either dies or vanishes into thin air. Regardless of whether these rumors are true or false, no one on the martial arts continent dares to touch this terrifying and powerful "mysterious palace" anymore.

……

"Our secrets are never passed on to outsiders. Whoever took it out, cut off that hand." The person in the high position said calmly, his nonchalant demeanor sending shivers down one's spine.

"Palace Master, I was wrong, I was wrong..." The middle-aged man kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, begging for forgiveness.

The person in the high position waved his hand and said lazily, "Pull him down."

"Yes, Palace Master." The two men forcibly dragged the middle-aged man out.

Han Wuxie sat lazily on a golden chair, which was more like a bed than a chair; it was large and seemed to hold some hidden secrets.

Now, Han Wuxie is seventeen years old, in the prime of her youth. Her childish face has blossomed, and although she has not completely lost her immaturity, she is already stunningly beautiful. Every smile and frown of hers can make countless hearts flutter.

Her bright, dark eyes, due to her advancing age, were no longer the round, innocent eyes of her childhood. The corners of her eyes had widened and lengthened, curving towards her temples. Her gaze swept to one side, her bewitching eyes seeming to steal hearts and souls, seducing even the most enchanting and alluring. It was somewhat unworthy of her name, Han Wuxie, yet at this moment, she was both wicked and seductive.

Hua Qianye had lost count of how many times he had been captivated by her gaze. He gave a bitter smile and said, "Wu Xie, I truly regret sending you to the Sound Killing Sect."

"Why?" Her voice had matured, no longer as soft and sweet as before, but with a slightly intoxicating allure.

"You've been corrupted by those twins!" Hua Qianye looked at her with a hint of resentment.

Han Wuxie blinked innocently, a gesture she habitually made to him. But she was no longer the child she once was, unaware that while this gesture was adorable in her childhood, it was now deadly to her!

Every blink seemed to unleash a thousand electric currents, driving Hua Qianye, a soul entity, almost to madness. Faced with a blooming, beautiful flower, she was unable to pluck its beauty. As a soul entity, she could only watch helplessly, unable to touch it, causing her immense suffering.

Hua Qianye pursed her lips and frowned, saying, "You've become too dull under Xue Chengfeng's tutelage and too ruthless under Xue Chengyun's. It's one thing for him to be ruthless to his subordinates, but now you're learning from him, punishing others at the drop of a hat. That womanizer has made you just like him..."

The more he listened, the more uneasy he felt. Han Wuxie said displeasedly, "With such a large sect, I can't be a saint. Every sect has its rules. If they're wrong, I should punish them, otherwise many people will follow their example!"

Seeing Hua Qianye's somewhat awkward expression, Han Wuxie grinned mischievously, "Am I that similar to Senior Brother Yun? He messes around with women, but do I mess around with men now? Hua Qianye, you should watch your chin when you speak!"

Hua Qianye rolled her eyes, gritting her teeth as she said, "Look at this sharp tongue of yours! It's all because of that bastard who corrupted you. It's one thing for him to be a womanizer, but he's corrupted you too!"

"You're acting like a wronged woman!" Han Wuxie covered her mouth and chuckled, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Are you jealous because you think I've been spending too much time with my contracted beast lately?"

Hua Qianye tried hard to hide her embarrassment at being called out, and said coldly, "I won't be jealous of those beasts."

Han Wuxie suddenly leaned closer, a wicked smile on his face, and said, "Why are your eyes darting around like that? You're being quite hypocritical!"

"Han Wuxie, you're getting worse and worse! How did you learn such bad things!" Hua Qianye frowned in displeasure and said coldly, "You little brat..."

Han Wuxie wagged her index finger and said with a seductive smile, "I'm not a little girl anymore. Even though you don't say it, haven't you been mesmerized by me the whole time? In your eyes, I must be a very charming woman! Stop treating me like a child!"

"Aren't you ashamed!" Hua Qianye looked helplessly at this shameless little girl, but her eyes were full of doting affection.

Han Wuxie stood up. She had grown much taller now, with a slender figure and alluring curves. She was fiery yet gentle. At first glance, she seemed as pure and noble as a water lily, but upon closer inspection, she was quite different. Her beauty was unparalleled, depending on who she was.

In front of thousands of palace attendants, she is a cold-blooded and wicked master; in front of her younger brother, she is a gentle and kind older sister; in front of her close subordinates, she is a warm and gentle master; in front of her contracted beast, she is so enchanting and captivating; but in front of him, she is sometimes mischievous, sometimes rascal, sometimes willful, sometimes wicked, and sometimes cunning. All her charm changes because of him.

Similarly, he was also incredibly charming, but because of her, he doted on her in every way, wanting only to see her smile sweetly.

"Hua Qianye, how long do you think it will take for me to cultivate a spiritual root?" Han Wuxie gazed at the distant horizon outside the window.

"You've already transformed your inner energy into roots, haven't you? All that's missing is a rare treasure." Hua Qianye frowned slightly, looking somewhat preoccupied. "Actually, you could grow a spiritual root by choosing any kind, but I don't want you to be ordinary. I'll have Han Tianci work harder. With his talent, he'll definitely be able to find that thing."

"What is it?" Han Wuxie tilted her head and looked at him, looking rather cute.

Hua Qianye smiled gently, still fond of her adorable appearance. Her obedient nature made him want to hold her in his arms and cherish her. Now, as the head of a palace, she always had to strive to be strong and dignified, which made him feel even more sorry for her. Only he knew that the real her was not like that. No matter how strong she appeared on the outside, she was soft inside and longed for someone to pamper her.

"It's a rare treasure that might allow you to cultivate immortal roots," Hua Qianye said with a mysterious smile.

"What exactly are you and Tianci looking for, all these mysterious things? Xingyu has been quiet lately too." Han Wuxie rolled his eyes at him with some dissatisfaction.

"That kid ran off again?" Hua Qianye smiled knowingly.

Han Wuxie rubbed his throbbing head and said with a mournful voice, "He just won't stay put. The people I sent to follow him have all been dumped by him. I don't know where he's off to go crazy again."

……

at the same time.

Han Xingyu sat high on the platform, swinging her legs, a look of relief on her face, "Thank goodness those guys didn't catch up with me!"

Han Xingyu is now a twelve-year-old boy. He has shed his childishness and has changed a lot in height and demeanor. His eyes are very similar to his mother's, with charming phoenix eyes. His charming personality is also somewhat similar to Lü Mei.

With a leap, he left the headquarters of the Heavenly Star Evil Palace.

He was dressed in a flamboyant red outfit, playing with expensive jade in his hands. His hairstyle, which used to be a high ponytail, had changed a lot. Now his hair was not as yellow as before, but a deeper flaxen color. He simply tied half of it up and left the other half hanging over his shoulder, which made his chin look very defined.

He walked with a brisk pace, clearly a wealthy playboy. He would buy anything interesting he saw on the street, but instead of taking it with him, he would give the vendor an address and have them deliver it to him.

"Look, that kid." Four burly men were drinking and eating meat at a roadside stall. One of them noticed Han Xingyu and his greedy eyes swept over Han Xingyu.

"Looks like he's got a lot of money!" A burly man took a big bite of meat, chewing it with relish.

One of them raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's find a secluded spot, brothers, and have some fun?"

The other three men grinned, threw down their meat and wine, and shouted, "Waiter, the bill!"

Han Xingyu narrowed his eyes slightly. With his current cultivation level at the early stage of Martial Venerable, he could unconsciously perceive clearly the actions and words of people within a hundred miles.

He fiddled with a strand of hair, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, and deliberately headed towards a quiet alley.

"Great opportunity, let's go!" The four of them quickly caught up at the same time.

They chased them into the alley, but the four of them looked around aimlessly, like headless flies.

Where are they?

"I don't know, I clearly came in."

"Strange, where did they go?"

"Did it simply vanish into thin air?"

A mocking voice rang out. Han Xingyu stood atop the wall, raising an eyebrow and saying, "What, looking for me?"

The four burly men exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Go! Grab this brat!"

Han Xingyu stood motionless until the four of them climbed up the wall. Then, he suddenly released the divine pressure of a Martial Venerable, wearing an extremely mocking smile.

"Martial... Sovereign..."

"It's actually... a Martial Venerable..."

"A young Martial Venerable... could he be from the Heavenly Star Evil Palace?!"

"Could I be that unlucky? I've run into a brick wall!"

Han Xingyu crossed his arms, watching the four people who were in extreme pain yet still seemed to be having a good time "chatting." He smiled knowingly and said, "Want to know who I am?"

Under the pressure of divine sense, the four people tumbled off the wall, fell to the ground in pain, and were unable to get up.

"It's the Poison Prince!" A burly man screamed in agony. His brother beside him was completely blackened and already dead. He also felt as if thousands of ants were crawling all over his body and rolled on the ground in agony.

Seeing their companions, one dead and the other suffering from poison, the other two felt a bitter taste on their tongues, terrified out of their wits. They prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, and begged, "Poison Prince, spare our lives! Poison Prince, spare our lives!"

"Since you know I am the Poison Prince, you should also know that falling into my hands means certain death." His red robes fluttered in the wind as he, like a demon, smiled arrogantly and gave the death command: "Explode!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Three screams rang out simultaneously, accompanied by a thunderous roar. Only a blackened corpse and three pools of blood remained in the alley.

……

Han Tianci sat cross-legged by the furnace, patiently waiting for the newly forged weapon to be completed.

Hua Qianye entered the room and said with a faint smile, "Haven't you finished refining it yet?"

Han Tianci opened his eyes, looked at the newcomer, and smiled elegantly, "It's still a little short of perfection. I hope it can be successfully refined this time."

Now, Han Tianci has also shed his childishness. At thirteen years old, he appears more mature and taller than other children his age. His refined temperament, gentle manner, and polite appearance make him resemble a warm prince, enough to make countless girls fall in love with his gentle smile.

Hua Qianye nodded and asked, "Do we really have to keep an eye on the fire?"

"You want me to go out and search for rare treasures?" Han Tianci guessed Hua Qianye's purpose and asked directly.

A hint of admiration flashed in Hua Qianye's eyes as she said with a playful tone, "Tianci, if you were a few years older, you'd probably be a real headache."

"Everyone else is having a headache because of me, but you, this cunning old fox, won't have a headache." Han Tianci narrowed his eyes, revealing his cunning nature.

Hua Qianye coughed awkwardly, "Don't remind me anymore, I've lived for many years."

Han Tianci smiled gently, but his eyes were extremely mischievous as he teased, "Your soul is already quite old, but your body should have lived even longer. You old codger, still using the face of a youth, don't you think your skin is a bit too thick?"

Hua Qianye was slightly taken aback, then pouted and said, "This guy! No wonder Xingyu gave you such a nickname, 'Black-bellied Young Master,' you really are black-bellied!" Hua Qianye was incredibly cunning, so how could he show weakness? He curled his lips into an even more wicked smile, narrowing his eyes as he said, "That Feng Wu was probably only deceived by your appearance. Once she goes to the God Realm and understands your true nature, she'll definitely break off the engagement!"

"Hua Qianye!" Han Tianci clenched his fists tightly, his voice low and serious. "Don't joke about her, just like you wouldn't joke about your sister in front of you!"

"Alright, alright, you've really grown up. I can't tease you like I used to. You can't take a joke!" Hua Qianye waved his hand and said, "I'm here for your sister this time too."

"Do you want me to help my sister find rare treasures?" Han Tianci said with a wry smile, "My sister has already reached the peak of Martial Venerable, she should consume rare treasures soon. The ones I found before were all quite good, why do you insist on looking for that almost non-existent thing?"

"Not only for your sister, but also for you and Xingyu, you can't use those ordinary things." Hua Qianye's expression suddenly turned serious and solemn. He said gravely, "You two came down from the Immortal Realm, so you should know better than anyone else that spiritual roots seem very powerful in the cultivation continent, but what are those who reign supreme in the cultivation continent considered in the Immortal Realm after they ascend?"

Han Tianci recalled the Right Elder who had always protected him in the past. His sister had told him that the Right Elder was once a powerful figure in the mortal realm, but after ascending to the immortal realm, he could barely survive. If it weren't for his grandfather taking him in, perhaps that arrogant figure in the mortal realm would have become a destitute and lonely soul in the immortal realm.

Han Tianci's expression grew increasingly grim. He said in a low voice, "You must have thought of this when we descended to the mortal realm, right? Even if we cultivate spiritual roots and return to the immortal realm, we won't be able to shake off the reputation of being useless. Only by finding that almost non-existent rare treasure can we truly change our fate and cultivate those immortal roots that the people of the immortal realm envy."

Hua Qianye sighed softly and said, "Actually, I've been searching all these years while you've been cultivating. For the past three years, I've been training those contracted beasts while having them search with me. I originally thought it would take you a long time to reach the Martial Venerable level, but I didn't expect Xingyu and those alchemists to create pills that enhance internal energy. I also didn't expect your sister to reach the peak of the Martial Venerable level so quickly. So time has become tight. I didn't say anything because I thought I would help you solve the problem, but later I realized that I overestimated myself."

Han Tianci looked deeply at Hua Qianye, then lowered his eyes and said shyly, "In the past, I thought you were a burden to my sister because you didn't have a body, and that you were completely unsuitable to be our brother-in-law. But whether I think back to the past years in the Immortal Realm or to the mortal realm, you've helped us so much. Without you, my sister, Xingyu, and I would probably still be useless in the Immortal Realm, and I might have died long ago from exhaustion. Although you haven't found a body yet, my sister likes you so much, I..." He coughed awkwardly and said hesitantly, "I admit you're a good brother-in-law!"

"You rascal!" Hua Qianye couldn't help but shake his head with amusement, but quickly stopped smiling and said seriously, "I've found out where it is, but you'll have to go and see for yourself to know its exact location."

Han Tianci nodded, glanced back at the refining furnace, and prepared to leave.

……

At the top of the clouds, on the cliff of flames, in the snow of the wind, in the flowers of the mist.

We finally found a place with fire and clouds, snow in the wind, and mist from the sunset, but we couldn't see any flowers.

Han Tianci frowned and asked, "Are you sure we're here?"

"There should be, there must be such a place!" Hua Qianye seemed a little anxious.

Han Tianci looked around, using his talent to search. Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to a cliff. "There, there should be something very precious there!"

Hua Qianye transformed into a streak of blue light and arrived at the cliff. She floated there for a long time before the blue light flashed and she returned to Han Tianci's side.

"Really?" Han Tianci looked at him hopefully.

Hua Qianye's face was somewhat pale. She opened her palm, revealing a withered flower in her hand.

"It should be it, but it's withered."

Han Tianci asked disappointedly, "Is there anywhere else?"

Hua Qianye smiled wryly, "There's probably only one in the entire mortal realm."

"What exactly is this thing, so precious?" Han Tianci only knew that it was precious, but even with his talent, he seemed unable to determine what this withered flower was or what its use was.

Hua Qianye looked at the ethereal ring on his finger and said in a low voice, "Your sister's ring is an ancient artifact. It contains very little about the divine realm, but a lot about ancient times. In ancient times, there was a passage in the divine realm that led directly to the mortal realm. At the moment of the death of the ancient flower goddess, she scattered the only seed of the flower seed she had created with her life's blood, the Cloud Mist Fire Snow Flower, into the mortal realm."

"This?" Han Tianci looked at the withered flower in surprise. The withered flower looked very ordinary, just dry, shriveled, yellow and black.

Hua Qianye nodded solemnly and said, "Let's go back first and think of a way to save it. If we can save it, the three of you siblings can share the petals of this flower and consume them. You should all be able to grow very good immortal roots. Perhaps with good luck..." He hesitated for a moment, but still said, "You might grow divine roots."

"A divine root!" Han Tianci was stunned for a long time. After finally calming down, he said with some regret, "It would be such a pity if we can't save him!"

Hua Qianye narrowed her eyes and said, "Perhaps the Cold Star Jade, or your and your sister's blood, can revive it, but we'll need some kind of medium. Let's go back first!"

……

"Poison Prince! Poison Prince! It was all Poison Prince's doing!" Han Wuxie slammed his hand on the table. On the table was a pile of papers, all recording Han Xingyu's wickedness that day.

The subordinates kneeling below trembled slightly, all knowing in their hearts that this seemingly stunningly beautiful woman was far more terrifying than the Poison Prince.

Han Wuxie took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Has he returned?"

"Reporting to the Palace Master, he has not yet returned."

Han Wuxie sat weakly in the chair and said indifferently, "When he comes back, tell him to come see me."

"Yes, Palace Master."

"You may all leave."

After his subordinates left, Han Wuxie rubbed her throbbing temples, looking helpless. This Han Xingyu was too mischievous, and no matter how she tried to teach him, she couldn't be taught properly. If he continued to be so mischievous, and he was still like this when they returned to the Immortal Realm, everyone would blame her, his older sister, for taking him out but not teaching him properly!

Tianci will soon reach the peak of Martial Venerable, but Hanxingyu is still only at the early stage of Martial Venerable. He doesn't know how to cultivate all day and just likes to go out and cause trouble!

After about half an incense stick's time, Han Xingyu stood at the door, peeking cautiously inside.

Han Wuxie seemed to be resting with her eyes closed, but she had already sensed Han Xingyu's arrival. She sighed and said in a low voice, "What are you doing standing outside the door? Come in."

With an innocent smile, Han Xingyu asked, "Sister Wuxie, what do you want to see me about?"

Han Wuxie narrowed his dangerous eyes, said nothing, just looked at him, and then looked at the sheets of paper on the table.

Han Xingyu followed Han Wuxie's gaze to the papers, but her smile vanished instantly, her face falling. She weakly said, "Sister Wuxie, I was just bored. I didn't expect those intelligence-gathering guys to be so well-informed. I won't dare go out to play again next time, and I won't dare cause any trouble!"

Han Wuxie pursed his lips, counted on his fingers for a long time, and shook his head helplessly, saying, "I've lost count of how many times you've said these things."

Han Xingyu's face grew even more bitter. She walked over to Han Wuxie and pleaded, "Sister Wuxie, this time, this is definitely the last time! Don't be angry, it's ugly to have a long face. Don't be so serious, smile!"

Han Wuxie glared at him coldly, clearly not buying it.

Han Xingyu reached out and grabbed Han Wuxie's sleeve, shaking it as she said, "Sister Wuxie, don't be angry. Getting angry will make you ugly, and Hua Qianye might leave you!"

Han Wuxie's expression did not improve; in fact, it became even more gloomy because of his words.

"Ah!" Han Xingyu hurriedly took several steps back, stammering, "Wu Xie... Sister, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, okay? Don't glare at me angrily, you look scary when you're not saying anything!"

Han Wuxie glared at him resentfully, sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Even the Poison Prince, whom everyone fears, has moments of stuttering?"

"The only person I'm afraid of is Sister Wuxie," Han Xingyu said awkwardly. "Sister Wuxie's angry face makes me feel guilty. Making Sister Wuxie angry makes me a sinner. If Han Tianci knew, he would definitely teach that cunning young master a lesson tonight!"

As he spoke, he became extremely aggrieved, and said in a complaining tone, "Sister Wuxie, you don't know, Han Tianci is getting more and more arrogant. He always uses his mid-stage Martial Venerable's divine sense pressure to bully me, and he won't let me refine a weapon to resist divine sense pressure. It's really too much! You must help me teach him a lesson. How can he keep bullying me, his younger brother!"

Han Wuxie was stunned for a moment. Looking at this guy who had steered the conversation away from the topic, he knew that he was doing it on purpose and naturally wouldn't fall for it. He just glared at him even more seriously.

Han Xingyu was silenced by that glare and lowered her head helplessly, saying softly, "Sister Wuxie, I really know I was wrong."

"Seclude yourself." Han Wuxie commanded calmly, "You'll be in seclusion for three months, and you're not allowed to leave your room for even a moment! Otherwise, I'll leave you here! And don't even think about going back to the Immortal Realm!"

"What!" Han Xingyu cried, on the verge of tears. "Three months? Isn't that too long? Last time it was only ten days! Shouldn't we proceed gradually? Just add one more day this time, eleven days! Sister Wuxie, three months is too long, really too long! I'll get sick from boredom!"

"Eleven days?" Han Wuxie's lips curled into a sinister smile, like a ghostly grin. "Then add another eleven days, three months plus eleven days!"

"Sister Wuxie!" Han Xingyu wailed, refusing to leave Han Wuxie's side, constantly begging for mercy, muttering and grumbling in her ear.

Han Wuxie roared in anger, and Han Xingyu, listless and dejected, hung his head, preparing to return to his seclusion. But just as he reached the door, he saw Hua Qianye and Han Tianci. As if seeing saviors, he rushed to Hua Qianye, wailing, "Brother-in-law, good brother-in-law, please put in a good word for me! Sister Wuxie wants me to seclude myself for over a hundred days! It's terrifying! Sister Wuxie is too terrifying now! She must be trying to suffocate me!"

Hua Qianye and Han Tianci exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but smile slyly.

Seeing that gloating smile, Han Xingyu felt a pang of disappointment, but quickly narrowed her cunning eyes again, her voice low and threatening as she said, "I'll definitely tell Grandpa a lot of bad things about you! You're a heartless person who wouldn't help someone in distress. You watched me suffer without offering a helping hand. Such a cold-blooded animal is completely unsuitable for my Wuxie sister. How can we entrust Wuxie sister to such a depraved person! I think Grandpa will definitely not agree. There's absolutely no way someone like that could marry our beautiful and intelligent Wuxie sister!"

Hua Qianye frowned slightly, about to speak, when Han Tianci raised an eyebrow at him, signaling him to relax. Then, he grinned mischievously at Han Xingyu, saying, "I'll speak highly of my brother-in-law to Grandpa, and I'll also mention how he saved Grandpa. I'll tell him about how he helped us when we were in danger in the mortal realm, and I'll even tell him about the love between my brother-in-law and sister. I think Grandpa won't interfere!"

Upon hearing this, Han Xingyu gritted her teeth in anger and said, "Han Tianci, are you trying to go against me?! Can't you help me just this once? No matter what, I'm still your brother! You're helping outsiders bully me!"

"At this point, he's my brother? Can someone who calls me by my first name really be my brother?" Han Tianci narrowed his cunning eyes and grinned wickedly at Han Xingyu.

Han Xingyu pouted, glaring at Han Tianci with extreme resentment, but still managed to suppress her anger, and said awkwardly, "Brother, are you sure you're not going to help? I've been in seclusion for over a hundred days, I could suffocate at any moment, are you really just going to stand by and watch me die?"

Han Tianci chuckled, then moved his neck with an irritating grin, frowning as he said, "My shoulders are a little sore."

Han Xingyu gritted her teeth, forcing a fawning smile, and stepped forward to massage his shoulders, saying, "Feeling better now? Are you going to help or not?"

"Hehe, the service is not bad!" Han Tianci sighed after he had finished kneading him, feigning helplessness, "But my sister's decision is not something I can change. You'd better pray for yourself. Find some fun things to put in the room, and more than a hundred days will pass in the blink of an eye! I will support you from outside!"

Upon hearing this, Han Xingyu's face instantly darkened, and with a sudden exertion of force, Han Tianci's shoulder dislocated.

"Ah! You little brat, you really went all out!" Han Tianci pushed him away forcefully and then fixed his shoulder himself.

Han Xingyu rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and snorted, "You should have said so earlier if you weren't going to help. You're wasting my time and breath. Han Tianci, even if you're in trouble in the future, I won't lend a hand!"

Han Tianci smiled slyly and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Excuse me, when was I ever punished by my sister? I'm not like some people who don't cultivate properly and only know how to cause trouble!"

Han Xingyu pursed her lips, choosing not to waste words with him, and was about to turn and leave when she heard Han Tianci's sarcastic voice behind her, "I forgot to tell you, in a few days, I might become a peak Martial Venerable."

"What!" Han Xingyu turned around abruptly, exclaiming in frustration, "You bastard, why are you trying to rise again?!"

Han Tianci raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm not like you, always slacking off. These past hundred days have probably been a deliberate punishment from your sister. Use these hundred days to cultivate diligently, and you should have improved a lot, right?"

Han Xingyu nodded awkwardly, waved his hand, and was about to turn and leave when Hua Qianye stopped him and said, "Wait a minute before you go. Come in with us. We've found the rare treasure for your sister, but we might need your blood."

……

Han Wuxie and Han Xingyu frowned as they looked at the withered flowers on the table.

Han Xingyu curled her lip and said, "Is this thing really that precious? Something that the ancient Flower Goddess spent her entire life researching?"

Hua Qianye nodded seriously.

Han Xingyu asked with skepticism, "Are you sure you can revive something that's dead beyond any hope of survival?"

Hua Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "A 50% chance of success will require a lot of your blood."

"A lot of blood, exactly how much?" Han Xingyu looked at Hua Qianye and couldn't help but tremble. She remembered that a few days ago, when Sister Wuxie took Hua Qianye to Hua Lianhuo's residence to remove the curse from those vampires, Hua Qianye said she needed a little bit of blood, but ended up losing three large bowls of blood. This time, she said she needed a lot of blood, which made her feel a little horrified. Could it be that she was going to drain her dry?

Hua Qianye narrowed her eyes and smiled in a strange way.

Han Xingyu took an awkward step back and cursed, "How much blood is it anyway? What are you laughing at? You're laughing like a pervert!"

Hua Qianye said playfully, "That's about the blood of an immortal."

"What!" Han Xingyu trembled as she said, "Really... they're going to drain me dry!"

Han Wuxie said with a wry smile, "Xingyu, stop joking. He wants the three of us to bleed together, so each of us only needs to bleed one-third of our blood."

Han Xingyu pouted, no longer pretending to tremble, and said awkwardly, "But even a third is still a lot of blood, isn't it? Last time we went to the vampire clan, they didn't take Wu Xie's blood, nor Han Tianci's blood, but they took mine, which is about a fifth of my blood. I haven't even recovered yet, and now they want to take more blood. If this continues, I'll be dried up!"

Han Tianci said coldly, "Isn't it because you are the son of immortals and demons, and only your blood can lift the curse?"

Han Xingyu retorted, "Even so, he could release a little each day, lifting the curse of one vampire per day. There's no need to lift it all at once, releasing so much of my blood!"

Han Tianci looked at him dangerously and said coldly, "Your blood is a deadly temptation for vampires. Can you stay in the vampires' dwelling for a long time and bleed them every day? If so, you'd probably be drained dry by that vixen before you even started bleeding, wouldn't you?"

Thinking of that enchantress, Han Xingyu shuddered involuntarily. That woman actually sneaked into her bed at night. Fortunately, Han Tianci came to see her at that time, otherwise, she would probably have been drained dry because she had lost too much blood and was sleeping too soundly!

Han Xingyu retorted, "Wasn't it supposed to be the blood of an immortal? My blood contains demonic blood; won't this withered flower die the more I feed it?"

Hua Qianye raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously, "Actually, the blood of a child of a celestial being or a demon has a greater chance of success! If you're willing to sacrifice yourself, we can just use your blood!"

"Pretend I didn't say anything, hurry up and bleed me! I'm fine!" Han Xingyu quickly covered her mouth and waved her hand.

Hua Qianye shook her head with amusement, looking at Han Wuxie with concern. Han Wuxie slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm fine, let's bleed."

Hua Qianye nodded, and Han Xingyu, Han Wuxie, and Han Tianci rolled up their sleeves. Hua Qianye used a wind blade to slash their wrists, and bright red blood gushed out. The three streams of blood merged into one, and because their bloodline fluctuations were the same, they quickly fused together.

Hua Qianye's lips twitched slightly, and ancient Buddhist chants rang out, transforming into runes that flowed through her blood, staining it crimson, and falling onto the withered flowers.

The yellowed and blackened, withered petals suddenly opened, as if they had been starving for a long time, and wolfed down the runes and blood.

The petals gradually took on color, turning a fiery red; the stamens became as transparent as ice; the leaves resembled snowflakes; and the roots of the flower were like clouds.

The flowers gradually floated into the air, becoming full and vibrant.

Han Wuxie, Han Xingyu, and Han Tianci's lips were already pale, and their faces were turning somewhat bluish. Due to excessive blood loss, their vision was blurred, and they could not clearly see the clouds, mist, fire, and snowflakes in front of them. They gradually lost consciousness.

Hua Qianye hurriedly stopped their bleeding, gently placed the three of them on the bed, and put the Cloud Mist Fire Snowflake into the ring. Only by entering that world could it pause this moment; otherwise, it would wither again after the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu were in a coma for three months. Hua Qianye stayed by their side the whole time, constantly feeding them many medicinal pills.

Originally, it was expected that each of them would only need to give one-third of their blood, but the flower suddenly devoured it, which was something Hua Qianye had not anticipated. The three of them lost too much blood, and if it weren't for Han Xingyu's experience of losing too much blood in the vampire clan last time, which led her to develop a medicine that could quickly replenish blood, their lives would probably be in grave danger.

Han Wuxie moved her lips slightly, and Hua Qianye hurriedly stepped forward to call out to her, "Wuxie, Wuxie, can you wake up? Wuxie, you've been asleep for a long time, can you wake up?"

Han Wuxie seemed to hear him calling her repeatedly, but because her body was too heavy, she couldn't open her eyes. His voice became more and more anxious, and Han Wuxie tried her best to open her eyes.

The sudden light made her uncomfortable, and she closed her eyes again. Hua Qianye called out in a daze, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? It's all my fault, I didn't calculate correctly. Wuxie, wake up!"

Han Wuxie rubbed his eyes, then struggled to open them again. Looking at his anxious expression, Han Wuxie, who had never seen him so anxious, felt a warmth in his heart and asked, "Has that flower revived?"

"Never mind that flower!" Hua Qianye asked anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

"I……"

Han Wuxie shook his head, but before he could speak, Han Xingyu's noisy voice rang out, "Who's disturbing my sleep? It's so noisy!"

Han Tianci was woken up by Han Xingyu. He glared at Han Xingyu angrily, grabbed his ear, and shouted, "You're the culprit who woke me up!"

Han Wuxie couldn't help but chuckle, then looked at Hua Qianye and asked with a wry smile, "Did we sleep for a long time?"

"It's been three months and fifteen days." Hua Qianye looked at her with pity.

Upon hearing this, Han Xingyu jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Three and a half months! That means I don't need to go into seclusion anymore! Haha, that's great, I don't need to go into seclusion!"

---Aside---

One more update~

It gets even more exciting starting from the next chapter! (*^__^*)