Genius Beast Tamer

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After resting for a while, Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu recovered quickly because the previous blood loss did not cause any other problems. A month later, Han Tianci also broke through and became a peak Martial Venerable.

Seeing that Han Xingyu had reached the peak of Martial Venerable, and that he no longer needed to go into seclusion, Han Xingyu became even more determined and locked himself up.

Although a cloud snowflake only has six petals, according to Hua Qianye, a single petal can enable a person to develop spiritual roots, immortal roots, or divine roots.

However, once the petals of the Cloud Mist Fire Snow Flower are plucked, the remaining petals will be greatly damaged. Even if it is placed in a ring, it cannot be completely undamaged. Therefore, although Han Tianci and Han Wuxie have reached the point where they can refine this flower, they have not yet consumed it, just to wait for Han Xingyu to reach the peak of Martial Venerable.

For Han Wuxie and Han Tianci, this is perhaps the most relaxed period since they descended to the mortal realm. During this time, they don't need to cultivate, they can sleep in until they naturally wake up, and they can leisurely stroll around.

Since descending to the mortal realm, they have been under immense pressure and have been unable to rest properly. When they first descended, they thought that becoming a Martial Venerable was an unattainable goal and that it would take a long time. However, they did not expect that in less than seven years, they had already reached the peak of the Martial Venerable realm.

Faced with the prospect of refining rare treasures and potentially cultivating immortal roots, they all felt a strange sense of unease.

"Sister, it's been almost seven years since we descended to the mortal realm. I wonder how much time has passed in the immortal realm?" Han Tianci asked curiously, resting his chin on his hand. Only in front of his sister would he be so obedient.

Han Wuxie sat languidly on a golden, bed-like chair, narrowing his alluring eyes as he gazed at the sky outside the window, and said indifferently, "It's probably been almost a year."

"I wonder how Mother and the others are doing now." A faint longing flashed in Han Tianci's eyes, but he quickly hid it. The sensible boy knew that if he showed too much longing, his sister would also feel very sad.

Han Wuxie closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again, sighed, and said, "I hope things will remain peaceful as always."

Han Tianci nodded solemnly and said in a low voice, "What kind of root will I grow? I don't really hope it will be a divine root, but I don't want it to be an ordinary spiritual root either. How wonderful it would be if it were an immortal root. When I return to the immortal realm, I won't be a useless piece of trash anymore."

Han Wuxie's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he turned to look at Han Tianci with heartache. If he had been born with immortal roots, he wouldn't have suffered so much.

After a long while, Han Wuxie said seriously, "The spiritual roots of the Divine Medicine Valley Master are all Xuan-level spiritual roots of the mortal realm. He only consumed ordinary rare treasures. If we consume Cloud Mist Fire Snow Flower, we will definitely be able to grow immortal roots. I believe that Hua Qianye will not go to great lengths to do useless work. He must have a great deal of confidence in finding this flower so that we can grow immortal roots."

Thinking of the Divine Medicine Valley Master and Long Wu, Han Tianci smiled and said, "I wonder how the Divine Medicine Valley Master and Long Wu are doing in the cultivation continent."

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing in them, and said in a low voice, "They wrote to me, and I roughly understand what the cultivation continent is like. I've already sent them back, and they should arrive in about ten days."

Seeing the coldness and weight in his sister's eyes, Han Tianci frowned and asked, "Have those demon cultivators and ghost cultivators really joined forces? Are cultivators facing a great danger now?"

Han Wuxie's fingers twirled playfully on the gemstones embedded in the chair, a cold, smirk playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. "The people already know that the demon cultivator we encountered in the Nine Provinces Continent is dead, and they're investigating who did it. The fact that the vampire curse was lifted and the vampires suddenly disappeared has also caught their attention, and they'll probably trace it back to us soon."

Han Tianci frowned and said, "Hopefully we can prolong this time until we can cultivate the spiritual root."

"Judging from the situation of the Divine Medicine Valley Master and Long Wu, once we martial artists break through to the Martial Venerable level and cultivate spiritual roots, our internal energy will transform into something similar to a Golden Core, and our cultivation level will be like that of a cultivator in the Golden Core stage. According to the records of Long Wu and the others, the Golden Core stage is still a long way from ascension." Han Wuxie sighed, "There's a rather amusing song in the cultivation world. Want to hear it?"

Han Tianci chuckled, "Was it that boring fellow Long Wu who wrote it in the letter?"

Han Wuxie chuckled and said, "It was written by the Master of Divine Medicine Valley. Perhaps he wanted to relieve my pressure, hence the humor. Or maybe it was written by those who have been cultivating for hundreds or thousands of years and found it boring, so they wrote it to vent their frustrations. It contains the levels of cultivation, which is quite interesting."

Han Tianci asked curiously, "What song?"

"The long road of cultivation involves foundation building, enlightenment, fusion, and more."

Heart stirred, spirit sank, finally comprehending the great joys and sorrows of life, seeing gold before one's eyes, suddenly enlightened, the golden elixir was formed, and one could live for a thousand years!

What joy is there in a thousand years of solitude? Only to chase that ethereal dream of the immortal realm!

The path of cultivation is long and winding, with one peak after another. After passing one peak, another one appears.

With lofty goals and ever-present ideals, we are not afraid of trials, no matter how rugged the road ahead may be.

Pain and joy coexist, enjoying snow in the wind and flowers in the mist.

Once the Nascent Soul is formed, one can freely roam the world of cultivation.

After leaving his body, he roamed freely across the three continents of the mortal realm.

Dividing the mind and merging the body, one can become old and immortal, yet feel the inaction of humankind, how tragic!

I'm going through a tribulation, and I'm feeling very anxious.

Mahayana, smiling broadly.

The path to the immortal realm is unknown; the Mahayana path remains in the mortal realm. How many times have I drunk my way through the mortal world? Why should I become a slave to the immortal realm?

Whether it's sorrow or joy, let the wind blow and blow. Give me all the tests, I will never fear the path of cultivation!

"Drunk on a beauty's lap, I awaken proudly above the mortal realm! Why should I be a slave to the immortals? Why should I be a slave to the immortals…"

Han Wuxie was slightly captivated by the last sentence, gazing at the distant horizon, and said with a wry smile, "Tianci, sometimes, I really want to be carefree, like the song says, why should I be a slave to the immortals!"

Han Tianci also gazed at the distant horizon. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Even though we stand proudly at the pinnacle of the martial world in the mortal realm, we don't need to surpass our peak, so we won't see another one. But..." He looked deeply at his sister and whispered, "Is this truly happiness?"

Han Wuxie chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Perhaps I'm only intoxicated by this moment. I'll soon find that standing foolishly on this peak is boring, and a lack of challenge is also tedious! Aren't we always people who keep climbing mountains? If I go to the Immortal Realm, I will never be a slave there!" A fierce fighting spirit ignited in Han Wuxie's eyes as he declared arrogantly, "Whether it's the Immortal Realm or the future God Realm, I will never again be a useless nobody or a slave there!"

half year later……

With a long roar, Han Xingyu finally broke through to the peak of Martial Venerable.

Han Wuxie, Han Xingyu, and Han Tianci sat around the table. Hua Qianye took the Cloud Mist Fire Snow Flower from his ring and said solemnly, "To be on the safe side, each of you should take two petals for better results! I'll count to three, and you should all pluck the petals at the same time and swallow them as quickly as possible!"

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As soon as Hua Qianye finished speaking, Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu simultaneously did as he instructed at top speed.

As the petals of the Cloud Mist Fire Snowflakes slid down their throats and into their dantian, Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu immediately felt a powerful and domineering surge of energy coursing through their bodies.

Hua Qianye's lips moved slightly, and ancient Sanskrit chants flowed from his mouth. The soothing melody, accompanied by the ancient and profound Sanskrit, entered the ears of Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu. The three of them felt calm as a result and slowly circulated their internal energy through three small cycles according to the internal energy cultivation method.

Hua Qianye used his soul power to probe the three people's dantian.

At this moment, Hua Qianye was also a little worried, fearing that they might only grow ordinary immortal roots. Immortal roots are divided into: spirit-grade immortal roots, top-grade immortal roots, saint-grade immortal roots, and profound-grade immortal roots.

The appearance of a spiritual-grade immortal root is about the thickness of a little finger and almost transparent.

The higher the grade, the longer the piece will be, and the darker the color will be.

Divine roots are divided into: Immortal-grade Divine Root, Supreme-grade Divine Root, Saint-grade Divine Root, Profound-grade Divine Root, and Divine Root!

Immortal-grade divine roots are small buds with three petals, which gradually bloom with cultivation. Top-grade divine roots are slightly open flowers with three to five petals, which gradually bloom with cultivation. Saint-grade divine roots have six petals and bloom with cultivation. Profound-grade divine roots have more than ten petals and bloom with cultivation.

The Root of God is a seed, and few know what will happen to it later!

Forty-nine hours later.

Han Wuxie cultivated the coldest internal energy, which perfectly merged with the "snow" of the Cloud Mist Fire Snow Flower. Gradually, it combined with the three roots that Han Wuxie had previously cultivated, transforming into a snow-white, round bead, resembling a seed!

Han Tianci cultivated the most intense internal energy, which perfectly merged with the 'fire' of the Cloud Mist Fire Snowflake. Gradually, it combined with the three roots that Han Tianci had previously cultivated, transforming into an irregular, blood-red bead, shaped like a seed!

Han Xingyu cultivates an unpredictable internal force that is both fiery and cold, which perfectly blends with the "fire and snow" of the cloud, mist, fire, and snowflakes. Gradually, it combines with the three roots that Han Xingyu had previously cultivated, transforming into two beads, one white and one red, both resembling seeds!

Seeing this, Hua Qianye quickly withdrew his soul power. His face looked tired, but he couldn't hide his excitement and exhilaration.

The Root of God! All three!

Hua Qianye's eyes flickered, as if she couldn't recover from her excitement and disbelief for a long time.

Eighty-one more days passed with Han Wuxie, Han Xingyu, and Han Tianci by their side.

Han Wuxie was the first to open his eyes, his gaze shining like the sun, a bright and alluring smile playing on his lips. "Hua Qianye, you should know by now, right?"

Hua Qianye gazed at her with his deep eyes, smiled, and nodded gently.

"It's the Root of God! I actually have the Root of God!" Han Wuxie's eyes reddened slightly. He sniffed, patted his forehead resentfully, and lamented, "Why am I crying? I should be happy to have the Root of God! Why are tears streaming down my face uncontrollably? Why is this happening?"

Hua Qianye stepped forward, wanting to hug her tightly, to comfort her, to give her warmth, but he couldn't do it.

Hua Qianye's eyes dimmed slightly, and he could only comfort her with words, "You're crying tears of joy. Crying will make you feel better. Everything in the past is in the past. You've achieved unexpected results after your hard work, so you're just too excited to cry. It's tears of joy. It's okay, crying will make you feel better."

Hua Qianye gently stroked her cheek with a hand that seemed to be made of wind, blowing away her tears.

He knew better than anyone how much effort Han Wuxie had put in. He lost his innocence at the age of five and had to work hard. The pressure of maturity was immense. In a short time, he went from being a good-for-nothing to the darling of the Root of God. It was indeed a hard thing to accept. But that's how fate is. As long as you don't give up and don't fall into depravity, you will eventually see the sun rise proudly.

Han Xingyu and Han Tianci woke up one after another. When they saw their sister crying, they became anxious, thinking that the roots their sister had planted were not good, so neither of them dared to say that they were the roots of gods.

"Sister Wuxie, please don't cry, please don't cry anymore, I beg you, your crying makes me want to cry too!" Han Xingyu said hoarsely, her eyes filled with tears, "We've been away from home for so many years, away from the Immortal and Demon Realms for so many years, all to prolong our lives. Actually, it doesn't matter whether we get rid of the label of 'useless' or not! As long as we live, there is always hope! As long as we work hard, even if we only have spiritual roots and become immortals, we can still become Immortal Lords or Immortal Venerables by cultivating diligently in the Immortal Realm!"

Han Tianci nodded vigorously, saying, "Yes, sister, don't cry. It doesn't matter what kind of root it is, as long as we can grow a root that allows us to cultivate back to the Immortal Realm!"

Han Wuxie sniffed, rubbed his eyes hard, and said somewhat awkwardly, "You two brats, Hua Qianye said you've cultivated a divine root. Congratulations!"

"Sister...I..."

"Sister Wuxie, we..."

Han Tianci and Han Xingyu were speechless, feeling very guilty. Their sister had accompanied them down to the mortal realm, but the root she cultivated was not good, while they had cultivated such a good root as the divine root. Wasn't this just deliberately trying to anger their sister?

Han Wuxie looked at his two younger brothers, who seemed hesitant to speak and had tears in their eyes, and couldn't help but feel puzzled. He asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you two? Shouldn't you be happy? Are you like me, unable to accept the fact that you have the Root of God? Going from a good-for-nothing to a genius is too unbelievable, so you're crying tears of joy?"

"From loser to genius?"

"Tears of joy?"

The two stared blankly at Han Wuxie, then asked in unison, "Are you also a being with the Root of God?"

"Otherwise what?" Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes with amusement, as if he had guessed something. His gaze turned dangerous as he asked with a wicked smile, "You two don't think your sister is incompetent, that she cultivated a mediocre spiritual root, do you?"

Han Tianci and Han Xingyu exchanged a glance, simultaneously noticing the embarrassment in each other's eyes. They tried to evade the question, laughing sheepishly, "Sister, what are you saying? How could that be!"

"Sister Wuxie, what are you saying? How could you be incompetent? I knew all along that you must also have the Root of God!"

"Exactly, I think so too! My sister is so amazing, how could she not have the Root of God? Don't you think so?" Han Tianci raised an eyebrow and looked at Han Xingyu.

Han Xingyu nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, yes!"

Han Wuxie rolled his eyes suspiciously, but didn't pursue the matter further.

"It seems like Qinglang and the others won't be around for much longer, will they?" Han Wuxie asked Han Xingyu.

Han Xingyu nodded, smiling confidently, "The pills I refine are very potent!"

Han Tianci frowned and asked, "Why is it that it didn't work for us, but they were able to level up?"

Han Xingyu hesitated and said, "Actually..."

Han Wuxie rolled his eyes at him, and Han Xingyu quickly covered his mouth.

Han Tianci asked suspiciously, "Sister, what are you two hiding from me?"

Han Wuxie curled his lip and said with a wicked smile, "You really want to know?"

Han Tianci frowned and said resentfully, "You two really are hiding something from me! Sister, you're my own sister, just his cousin. How could you conspire with him like that!"

Seeing Han Tianci's intense jealousy, Han Wuxie smiled wryly and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I just had Han Xingyu change the medicine you were taking. The medicine you were taking wasn't the kind that helps with cultivation, so it wasn't effective."

Han Tianci was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "No wonder, but why did it have to be like this? Wouldn't it have been better if I had cultivated to the peak of Martial Venerable earlier?"

Han Wuxie looked at Han Xingyu, then at Han Tianci, and said seriously, "Before becoming a Martial Venerable, everything you took was correct, but after becoming a Martial Venerable, I don't want you to take those medicines anymore, as they might affect the roots you've cultivated. You might not have a divine root anymore."

Han Tianci nodded slightly, looked at Han Xingyu, and frowned, saying, "Didn't you originally have two useless roots? Now that you've grown a divine root, are the useless roots still there?"

Han Xingyu chuckled arrogantly, narrowing his eyes as he said, "This young master doesn't have any useless roots; in fact, I have two divine roots!"

"What?!" Han Tianci's eyes widened in horror. "Two? One is scary enough, but you have two? How twisted will you become in the future?"

Hua Qianye chuckled knowingly, "If it takes a long time to get even one to flower and bear fruit, two would be even more tiring!"

Han Xingyu, who had been smug, immediately fell silent upon hearing this. "Does this mean my cultivation speed will be very slow in the future?"

A smug glint flashed in Hua Qianye's eyes as he raised an eyebrow and said, "How slow can it be? After all, it's a divine root. You can cultivate one by one, starting with the seed that has merged with the half-ruined immortal root."

"So, all you can do is cultivate immortality?" Han Xingyu looked at Hua Qianye with a hint of resentment.

"What? You little brat, do you want to cultivate both immortality and demonhood?" Hua Qianye narrowed his eyes dangerously and threatened, "That will be very slow. By then, your sister Wuxie and brother Tianci will have already ascended, and you'll be left alone in the mortal realm."

Han Xingyu quickly waved her hand and said mischievously, "Who said I was going to cultivate demonic arts? I'm a good person, aren't I? Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality, I'll cultivate immortality!"

After Han Xingyu and Han Tianci returned to their room, Han Wuxie frowned and looked at Hua Qianye, "You deliberately lied to Xingyu, didn't you? It shouldn't have been very slow, but you don't want him to cultivate both immortality and demonic arts? Why?"

Hua Qianye smiled indulgently, "You can't hide anything from me. I'm just worried that his cultivation of both immortality and demonic arts might cause trouble. After all, you need to absorb spiritual energy to cultivate, so you have to go to the cultivation continent. If someone who cultivates both immortality and demonic arts appears on the cultivation continent, do you think it won't attract many reclusive experts to cause you trouble? As long as you pass through the Nascent Soul, Out-of-Body, Divine Separation, and Body Integration stages, you can undergo tribulation. After undergoing tribulation, you will become a Mahayana expert, and you can return to the Immortal Realm soon. There's no need to waste time dealing with those uninvited guests."

Han Wuxie nodded slightly and sighed, "Those guys will find out sooner or later that we killed that ghost cultivator. Immortals and demons who can't return to the Immortal-Demon Realm will be a huge hidden danger sooner or later. No matter how careful we are, we probably can't avoid it. It's better to be free and wait for them to come before we figure out how to deal with them. Hiding is not a solution."

Hua Qianye narrowed her eyes and said with a seductive smile, "Wu Xie, how about I go find those guys?"

Han Wuxie looked up into his blue eyes, smiled and shook his head, "No need, just be good, don't worry about anything, and don't use your magic recklessly."

"Being obedient?" Hua Qianye couldn't help but chuckle, raising an eyebrow. "Since when have you become the one coaxing me?"

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow and looked at him, her sidelong glance carrying a hint of coquettishness, a hint of wickedness, and a hint of bewitching. Hua Qianye was slightly infatuated; her gaze always made him inexplicably fall into it.

Han Wuxie's gaze suddenly turned melancholy, causing Hua Qianye, who was captivated by her gaze, to also feel melancholy and saddened. Hua Qianye frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Is something on your mind?"

Han Wuxie became somewhat awkward and said in a low voice, "It sounds so far away. Nascent Soul, Out-of-Body, Spirit Division, Body Integration, Tribulation Transcending, Mahayana—how long will it take? Still seven years, or even longer?"

Hua Qianye was a little puzzled. Why did the little girl look so worried? He asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly in such a hurry? Weren't you supposed to return within thirty years? There are still twenty-three years left. With your cultivation of the Divine Root, you should be able to return within this time."

Han Wuxie looked up at him, hesitated for a long time, then lowered her head shyly and said in a hoarse voice, "Twenty-three years from now, I should be very old."

Upon hearing this, Hua Qianye suddenly understood why she was so melancholy. He chuckled and said, "Now that you possess the Root of God, you can refine immortal pills." As he spoke, he handed Han Wuxie a medicine and said with a smile, "This is in the ring. From now on, you can take whatever is in the ring. As long as you have a thought, you can enter the ring with your consciousness."

"Then, can I keep track of what you're doing inside the ring at any time?" Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, as cunning as a fox.

Hua Qianye paused, then narrowed his eyes with a mischievous grin, leaning close to her ear and seductively said, "In that world, I don't like wearing clothes. Didn't you see that the first time you entered? What, do you really want to see me without clothes?"

Han Wuxie, unlike before, didn't blush easily. He narrowed his eyes with a wicked smile and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's not like I haven't seen it before. If you want to be naked, you can be naked now. Anyway, I've already seen it once. Seeing it once is seeing it, seeing it a hundred times is still seeing it, isn't it?"

"You little rascal, really!" Hua Qianye said helplessly, but his eyes were full of affection. He suddenly leaned down and kissed her forehead. Although she wouldn't feel anything real, this habitual action was something he had to do every night before going to sleep. "Wuxie, if you want to look, then look. I often look at you from inside the ring, it's time for you to look at me occasionally. Go to sleep early, didn't we decide to go to the cultivation continent tomorrow? The journey is long, you need to rest well."

……

After taking the medicinal pills made by Han Xingyu and the rare treasures found by Han Tianci, Qinglang and the others all cultivated spiritual roots of good quality. They stayed in the martial arts world for another half a year. Han Wuxie took the elixir given to her by Hua Qianye and maintained her youthful appearance.

Before leaving the martial arts world, a vengeful young master named Poison appeared at the Cheng family and poisoned them. The next day, the Cheng family disappeared from the martial arts world, and with their disappearance, the mysterious Heavenly Star Evil Palace also vanished without a trace.

Guided by the Divine Medicine Valley Master and Long Wu, the entire Heavenly Star Evil Palace appeared and disappeared just as suddenly on the martial arts continent.

On the cultivation continent, a mysterious place called the Heavenly Star Evil Palace has appeared...

In the dark canyon, a middle-aged man dressed in dark red, with a serious and unsmiling face, coldly said, "Still haven't found out who did the murder?"

A short, stocky man replied in a low voice, "I searched the memories of the emperors of the Nine Provinces Continent. It was probably done by a few children, but those people seem to no longer be on the Nine Provinces Continent."

"Not on the Nine Provinces Continent anymore? How many children?" The usually stern man revealed a strange expression, as if surprised, yet he tried hard to keep a straight face, looking very stiff.

"Yes." The short, stocky man took out a scroll and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took the scroll, frowned slightly, and said, "The oldest one looks to be only a little over ten years old."

The short, stocky man said in a low voice, "Eight years have passed. This little girl should have changed a lot, and the boy in the painting should have grown up too."

"His appearance should have changed a lot." The middle-aged man nodded and said in a low voice, "Five Kills, this time it was one of our ghost cultivators who died. Shouldn't you send one of your demon cultivators to continue his unfinished mission?"

After a moment of silence, Wu Sha said in a low voice, "I will send people."

"Very good." The middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction, then said sinisterly, "No matter what, the gate to the realm of immortals and demons must be opened! How many years has it been since you and I have returned home? Those who banished us to the mortal realm must miss us, right?"

Wu Sha's face twisted into a ferocious grin as he muttered bloodthirstyly, "Those guys who sent us down to the mortal realm, leaving us too badly injured to return to the Immortal Demon Tribulation—I will not let them get away with this! That damned idiot from the Immortal Realm made a fool of himself again, blocking the way and preventing our return! He deserves to die! Staying in this ridiculous mortal realm has driven me mad. I never want to see those utterly stupid demon cultivators again; they are nothing compared to my subordinates in the Demon Realm!"

"You, a dignified Demon Lord, and I, a dignified Ghost Lord, have fallen to such a state, all thanks to that fool in the Immortal Realm! Even if he is dead, I will definitely seek revenge on his descendants! I will make sure they are childless and without descendants!" The middle-aged man's eyes turned gray, like the eyes of a ghost, sinister and terrifying.

"What was her last name again?" Wu Sha frowned slightly, deep in thought.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "His surname is Han! I will never forget that day! At that time, I had recovered and was preparing to return to the Immortal Demon Realm. That damned bastard had to appear at that exact moment. I was only ten steps away from entering the path back to the Immortal Demon Realm, but he had to self-destruct at that moment. Not only could I not go back, but I didn't even have time to escape. I had finally recovered, but I was seriously injured because of him!"

"Your surname is Han?" Wu Sha sighed. "If you hadn't told me about this foolish immortal lord, I wouldn't even know how the path to the Immortal-Demon Realm was destroyed, let alone who to seek revenge against!"

"If I hadn't happened to be going back that day, I would have been completely in the dark, not knowing which bastard had blocked the road!" The middle-aged man's teeth were grinding together, as if he had bitten off his back teeth in anger.

"Vampires, still no news?" Suddenly, a large-breasted woman flew over, stood next to Five Kills, and asked with a frown and displeasure.

Wu Sha looked at the woman and sighed, "No news."

"Gone into thin air?" the woman roared. "My carefully laid curse has been broken! Who's going against us?!"

A pale-faced scholar strolled over and chuckled, "Hey big-breasted girl, don't make such a fuss. Look at your breasts, they're bouncing up and down way too much; it's easy for people to have all sorts of fantasies!"

"You bastard!" the woman cursed. "You're just jealous of me! Look at you, so flat as a bean, you can't find any women's clothes that fit you except for men's clothes!"

"You woman!" the pale-faced scholar roared, "I'm dressed as a man; it's easier for me to move around, and I won't be stared at by those lecherous men!"

"Tch, who wants to look at you!" the busty woman sneered.

"Are you two sisters ever going to stop? You always argue whenever you meet. I'm fed up with you two. If you don't want to discuss this, then go back!" the middle-aged man said in a deep, stern voice.

The busty woman and the pale-faced scholar glared at each other, then pursed their lips and remained silent.

The middle-aged man frowned and looked into the distance, saying in a low voice, "Why hasn't Nan Yu arrived yet?"

Wu Sha sighed, "He probably doesn't want to come. You've invited him so many times, and he never comes."

"They are noble immortals, how could they possibly associate with us demons and ghosts?" the busty woman said sarcastically.

"That guy, he must really want to go back, right?" The middle-aged man narrowed his dangerous eyes and said coldly, "He'll join us sooner or later. We share the same goal. Even former enemies can cooperate."

"Don't mention him. My time is very precious." The woman, dressed like a pale-faced scholar, said coldly, "Pentakill, what have you found out? Who's been causing trouble for us lately?"

Wu Sha smiled wryly and handed the scroll to the woman dressed as a pale-faced scholar, "Look for yourself."

The woman, dressed as a pale-faced scholar, looked slightly puzzled. She unfurled the scroll, her gaze darkening with a hint of surprise. She said in a deep voice, "So young? A child from the mortal realm, quite promising indeed!"

The busty woman leaned closer for a look and scoffed, "This little girl is really unpleasant to look at!"

The woman, dressed as a pale-faced scholar, chuckled mischievously, "You find anyone prettier than you repulsive; you're quite the direct admission that this young lady is prettier than you."

"Her? She's prettier than me! I'm a famous beauty in the Demon Realm, stunningly beautiful. How could I be less beautiful than this little girl!" The busty woman deliberately puffed out her chest to show that she was very noble.

"Useless and vulgar!" The woman dressed as a pale-faced scholar scoffed disdainfully.

"What did you say! You're as beautiful as an idiot!"

"What do you mean 'beautiful as a fool'? My name is 'beautiful as sand,' pay attention to your pronunciation!"

"Tch, beautiful as a fool, a fool's fool!"

"It's the 'sand' in 'sand'!"

"You two, that's enough!" the middle-aged man snapped again.

……

At the same time, Han Wuxie and the others also officially settled down on the cultivation continent.

Han Xingyu suggested, "Sister Wuxie, shall we go for a walk?"

Han Wuxie hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go disguise myself."

"I'll go get disguised too," Han Tianci said.

Han Xingyu frowned and said, "Sister Wuxie is afraid that if she's too beautiful, those men will stare at her. What are you trying to do, disguise yourself?"

Han Tianci pursed his lips, somewhat awkwardly saying, "I'm also afraid that if I'm too good-looking, those women will stare at me!" He suddenly became very serious and said, "I'm a married man, I can't just attract unwanted attention."

"Pfft!" Han Xingyu burst out laughing, pointing at Han Tianci's serious face and scolding, "You rascal, you're not going to wait until we go to the God Realm to finally get your fill, are you? You should sneak it up occasionally, otherwise that thing will break!"

"You bastard! You can't expect anything good to come out of your mouth!" Han Tianci cursed coldly. "Unlike you, I like things clean!"

"Tch, who said you weren't clean?" Han Xingyu rolled her eyes, took out a disguise bottle, and said arrogantly, "This young master wants to disguise himself too!"

"You?" Han Tianci asked, puzzled. "Weren't you just hoping some young girls would come knocking on your door? Why are you disguising yourself?"

Han Xingyu raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously, "I think my nose isn't prominent enough. Can't you make my disguise even more perfect?"

Upon hearing this, Han Tianci was speechless and ignored Han Xingyu, going back to his room to disguise himself and change clothes.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the three of them gathered at the entrance.

At this time, Han Tianci had an ordinary appearance and wore very plain black clothes, looking like a poor rogue cultivator.

Han Wuxie's attire was not ordinary; he wore slightly ornate men's clothing, held a paper fan in his hand, had his long hair tied up high, and his skin had become much darker. His eyes remained alluring, his nose had become rounder, and his lips had become fuller. Although his disguise was ordinary and he could not become a handsome man, he was still a charming and elegant man with a unique style.

Han Xingyu walked up to the two of them, and Han Wuxie and Han Tianci couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You little brat, what the hell are you doing! Didn't you say the disguise would be more perfect? ​​How did it turn out like this!" Han Tianci laughed loudly, clutching his stomach.

Han Wuxie rubbed his eyes, then smiled and squinted, saying, "Xingyu, what are you doing? It's so ugly!"

At this moment, Han Xingyu had a sunken nose, extremely thick lips, a face covered in pockmarks, and skin as black as charcoal. Wearing bright red clothes, he appeared even darker.

Han Xingyu rubbed his nose and said with a playful smile, "If I flirt with girls like this, I'll probably be really disliked, right?"

"Nonsense! The girl ran away before we even got close!" Han Tianci said irritably, "You shouldn't be walking with us, it's so embarrassing!"

Han Xingyu chuckled mischievously, "I love seeing girls' scared and disgusted reactions when they see me, it's so funny!"

"You pervert!" Han Tianci spat.

Han Xingyu said somewhat seriously, "Tell me, if I'm this ugly, and a girl still likes me, does that mean she truly likes me?"

Han Wuxie shook his head and said, "You are not a woman. If you were a woman, you would still have men who like you even though you are so ugly. That man must be truly devoted to you. But you are a man. As long as you have money, some women will not mind if you are a little ugly, but they will not truly love you. They will only love your money."

"That's right!" Han Xingyu snapped her fingers and said, "Sister Wuxie really hit the nail on the head! Besides pretending to be ugly, I also have to pretend to be poor!" As she spoke, Han Xingyu grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, making her clothes all dirty, and then grinned and said, "Ugly and poor, yet she still likes me, she must be a good girl, right?"

"You rascal!" Han Tianci said, somewhat puzzled, "Why are you doing this?"

"You and Sister Wuxie have both had partners for four years, and I still haven't found one. I'm such a failure. I have to hurry up and take action. I need to bring someone decent back to the Immortal Realm!" Han Xingyu said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Han Wuxie and Han Tianci exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.

Han Wuxie smiled helplessly, "Alright, let's go and see what this cultivation continent is really like!"

On the main street, there are many shops and stalls selling all kinds of magical items, such as the inner cores, furs, teeth, and claws of various monsters, spirit beasts, and demonic beasts.

"These things look pretty good!" Han Xingyu walked up to a stall, forgetting that he had just gotten himself all dirty and looked like an ugly beggar.

The stall owner gave Han Xingyu a disdainful look and said coldly, "Get lost, get lost, you stinking beggar!"

"A beggar?" Han Xingyu was taken aback. Han Tianci walked up to him and teased, "Have you forgotten the handful of dirt you just smeared on yourself?"

Han Tianci snapped out of his daze and gave an awkward laugh, saying, "My beauty, wait a moment while I look for something else. I'll buy some fun things first!"

Han Tianci squatted down, took out a gold ingot, and grinned slyly, "How about it, boss? I'm rich, aren't I!"

The stall owner didn't even glance at the gold ingot, cursing, "Trying to act like a big shot with a piece of gold junk! You're really desperate for money! You should go back to the Martial World or the Nine Provinces, those lowlife places! Go there and try to act like a big shot with this stuff, maybe someone'll even lick your toes. Here with me..." The stall owner turned and glared angrily at Han Xingyu, roaring, "Get lost!"

"Me!" Han Xingyu was a little angry and was about to lose his temper when Han Tianci pulled him aside.

Han Wuxie frowned and said, "Xingyu, it seems we've forgotten that Longwu said that the cultivation continent doesn't use gold, it uses spirit stones."

"Spirit stones? What kind of garbage are those? They're just stones!" Han Xingyu glared angrily at the stall owner in the distance, exasperated. "That guy, what's with his arrogance? Next time, I'll bury him in spirit stones!"

"The stalls here are for people who lack spirit stones for cultivation. Here, cultivation requires spirit stones. Those with poor spiritual roots cannot absorb a lot of spiritual energy from the air here, so they must borrow spirit stones to cultivate." Han Wuxie stroked his chin and said, "We should be considered Golden Core stage cultivators. If we go and hunt some demonic beasts and set up a stall, we can earn quite a few spirit stones."

"Set up a stall?" Han Xingyu's eyes darted around, and she chuckled, "That cunning old man must have gotten quite a few spirit stones here, right? Why don't we just ask him for them? Besides, the Heavenly Star Evil Palace has stabilized now. The people led by the former leader of the Weapon Ancestor Sect have all started refining spiritual weapons, and that cunning old man should have had the people from the former Divine Medicine Valley start refining spiritual herbs and pills. They should be opening shops here one after another! How could we be short of spirit stones? Why should we bother setting up a stall ourselves? As the Palace Master and Deputy Palace Master, we can just reach out and take them!"

---Aside---

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