Genius Beast Tamer

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The sound of crashing seawater reached his ears. When he opened his eyes again, Han Wuxie was on a deserted island. Looking around, his memories seemed to return to seven years ago.

Is it the Boundless Sea that has finally returned?

The Immortal Realm? Seven years have passed since I left; how much time has passed here now?

A wisp of blue flew out from the ancient black ring and transformed into an incredibly beautiful and alluring man.

Hua Qianye smiled gently, her eyes full of doting affection. "Shall we go home?"

Han Wuxie stood still for a long time, then closed his eyes, sighed, and said, "It's probably not the right time yet."

"You're back, aren't you? You've already planted the roots of God, no one will treat you like trash anymore."

"If someone asks me how I cultivated the root of divinity, how should I answer?"

"Didn't you already have a pretext for coming back when you descended to the mortal realm? Didn't you say you were going to the Ghost Doctor to cultivate your spiritual root?"

"Would anyone believe that excuse? The difference between a spiritual root and a divine root is far too great, isn't it?" Han Wuxie said with a wry smile, "If I really said that the Ghost Doctor helped us cultivate a divine root, it would probably cause him trouble. If immortals or demons knew that the Ghost Doctor had a way to cultivate a divine root, they would definitely force him to reveal the method. Besides..."

She hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I need to figure out the time difference between here and the mortal realm, and what happened during the time I was away."

"That's fine then." Hua Qianye nodded, looking at the ring and saying, "I've already told the people inside about your arrival in the Immortal Realm. Tianci and Xingyu are already impatient to come out now that they know you've arrived. Should we ask them to come out?"

"Let them stay in the ring and cultivate properly. It might be the safest place inside. Don't let them come out until I understand the current situation in the Immortal Realm."

"Let me walk with you," Hua Qianye said with a gentle smile.

Han Wuxie nodded, slightly embarrassed.

Once the two entered the Immortal Realm, the restaurant was undoubtedly the best place to gather information.

As Han Wuxie listened to the conversations of the people coming and going in the restaurant, he was surprised to discover that he had only been away from the Immortal Realm for a short seven days.

I originally thought that one year in the celestial realm was ten years in the mortal realm, and I had spent seven years in the mortal realm. At the very least, I had spent seven or eight months in the celestial realm. But now it turns out that one day in the celestial realm is one year in the mortal realm. I have spent seven years in the mortal realm, but only seven days have passed in the celestial realm.

Han Wuxie settled into the inn and did not rush back to the Han family.

Hua Qianye became curious as she looked at Han Wuxie, who was sitting by the window, deep in thought.

"Don't you miss your mother?"

"I want to." Han Wuxie's voice was a little hoarse, but she shook her head and said, "In just seven days, I've gone from a ten-year-old child to an eighteen-year-old woman. They must find it hard to accept, right?"

"These can all be transformed," Hua Qianye said with a slight smile.

Han Wuxie said with distress, "It shouldn't be difficult for me to change my appearance at eighteen, but my height, figure, and life force fluctuations can't possibly be the same as when I was ten. It's impossible to be completely seamless. My great-uncle and maternal grandfather are not people who can be easily fooled. Even if the disguise pills made by Xingyu are very powerful, they can't hide it after taking those pills."

Hua Qianye opened her palm, revealing a blue flower in it, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Do you remember? When you pretended to be a celestial lord and saved them?"

Han Wuxie's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "That's right! They didn't realize I wasn't a Celestial Lord back then! Your flowers can deceive their eyes and divine sense!"

Hua Qianye leaned close to Han Wuxie's ear and chuckled, "Is it because you're nervous? It's been seven years since you last saw each other, but for them it's only been seven days, so you feel nervous and might not perform well when you meet?"

"I..." As if his secret had been exposed, Han Wuxie said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm afraid that if I act too excited or miss them too much, they'll think it's strange."

Hua Qianye gently stroked her hair with a large hand formed from the wind, comforting her, "After all, it's been seven years since you left. It's normal to feel emotional after seven years of missing you. They might find it strange, but they are your family and won't mind."

Han Wuxie lowered his head and said softly, "Seven years is indeed a long time for me, but they won't know that I've been gone for seven years. If I act too excited and miss them too much, they'll find it strange and puzzling. After all, they've only been separated from me for seven days! I'm afraid that when I see Mother, I won't be able to control my emotions and she'll think I'm acting strangely."

Hua Qianye used a hand formed from the wind to gently brush her nose, amused, and said, "Don't forget, in their eyes, you're still just a ten-year-old child. From birth to age ten, you've never been separated from your mother. Suddenly being away for seven days, it's only natural for a ten-year-old to show longing for their mother, to be affectionate, clingy, and excited! It won't seem strange to anyone!"

"Is that really the case?" Han Wuxie nervously clenched his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Hua Qianye, in the mortal realm, I always wanted to go home, but now that I've actually returned to the immortal realm, I'm inexplicably afraid and nervous."

"Wu Xie, it's because you care about your family that you're so anxious about seeing them." Hua Qianye said with a doting smile, "Relax. It's good that you're back. There's no need to rush. Wait until you're ready before you go to see your mother, or you can sneak a peek at her. Maybe if you sneak a few peeks, you'll gradually feel better and won't be so nervous."

Han Wuxie nodded, looked inward at his dantian, and frowned as he asked, "I'm already a mid-stage Celestial Immortal. Why did I ascend after only passing five tribulations? Shouldn't I have passed nine tribulations, become a Mahayana cultivator, and waited for my Heavenly Eye to mature before seeing the Heavenly Path and arriving in the Immortal Realm? Even if I ascended directly, I should be an early-stage Celestial Immortal, but I'm already in the mid-stage. There are too many strange things!"

Hua Qianye smiled gently, "The Tribulation Transcending Stage isn't necessarily said to have nine tribulations. It's just that on the cultivation continent, those undergoing tribulation can only comprehend the Great Dao at the ninth tribulation. You comprehended the Great Dao at the fifth tribulation, so you naturally succeeded in transcending the tribulation. Success isn't determined by the number of tribulations, but by the comprehension of the Great Dao. You were originally a native of the Immortal Realm, so your Heavenly Eye was already formed early, and you didn't need to wait for it to develop before you could see the Heavenly Path. As for why you should have been at the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm but became the middle stage, it's probably because your Divine Root absorbed too much of the Ascension Beam, and the extra power was given to you, making you the middle stage."

Han Wuxie looked inward at his dantian and at the divine root that resembled a seed. He noticed that its white outer skin had slightly cracked, as if something was about to sprout from it, but it was still not ready.

Han Wuxie frowned and asked, "Is there any way to prevent others from seeing my divine root, or from sensing my cultivation level? Or is there any way to create a false impression, making those who want to spy on me think that I have no root, or that I only have a spiritual root?"

"Ask your divine root. Can't you communicate with it in your consciousness? Ordinary divine roots can change on their own and can even fake the appearance of ordinary spiritual roots."

"Is it possible? After all, it's a mutated divine root; can it really do that?"

"You can ask it."

Han Wuxie nodded, looked inward at the little thing in his dantian, and asked with a smile, "Can you transform into the appearance of an ordinary low-grade spiritual root?"

The little creature spun around somewhat blankly, then hovered up and down for a long time, as if nodding.

"Let's transform into low-grade spiritual roots. You are too powerful, while my cultivation is too weak. If others find out that you have a divine root, I'm afraid some people will cause trouble for us out of jealousy."

The little creature turned around blankly. Although it didn't understand why its master was afraid of others, it still did as Han Wuxie said. The illusion turned into a small, thin, ordinary spiritual root.

Hua Qianye peered into Han Wuxie's dantian and smiled slightly, saying, "This little thing listens to you very well."

Han Wuxie said somewhat awkwardly, "Like a little baby."

Hua Qianye gave a mischievous, playful smile, leaned close to Han Wuxie's ear, and seductively asked, "Does it look like you're pregnant?"

"What pregnancy! What nonsense are you talking about!" Han Wuxie was a little angry and glared at Hua Qianye.

Hua Qianye shook his head with amusement, then reached out and threw the blue flower, which enveloped Han Wuxie. Hua Qianye silently chanted ancient Buddhist chants, and after a moment, Han Wuxie returned to his ten-year-old appearance.

She shifted her body slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and said with a wry smile, "It seems that I will continue to change in the future, like I am growing up. It will probably take seven years before I can return to my original form."

"Actually, this isn't bad; you can have two identities."

"Two identities?"

Hua Qianye narrowed his eyes, raised an eyebrow, and smirked, "One is a ten-year-old child with an ordinary low-grade spiritual root. The other is a veiled woman with a divine root!"

"A masked woman?" Han Wuxie frowned slightly, looking at Hua Qianye with some confusion.

Hua Qianye laughed and said, "Silly girl, returning to the Immortal Realm doesn't mean everything is peaceful. The Tian family and the Cheng family are still eyeing your father. Shouldn't you use another identity to secretly search for him?"

Thinking of his father, Han Wuxie's gaze deepened slightly. He sighed and changed the subject, saying, "Only seven days have passed in the Immortal Realm. There shouldn't be any major changes. Let Xingyu and Tianci come out."

"Where are the others?" Hua Qianye asked.

"Let them stay in the world of the ring for now. There are immortal stones inside, so let them cultivate there. Once their strength reaches the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, then let them come out. Right now, I don't have the ability to protect them, and they themselves don't have the strength to survive in this new place."

……

Both Han Xingyu and Han Tianci transformed their divine roots into ordinary low-grade spiritual roots, and with the help of Hua Qianye's blue spiritual flower, they transformed into the appearance of five-year-old children before descending to the mortal realm.

On the way back to the Han family, Han Xingyu and Han Tianci were also a little nervous.

"Sister Wuxie, are we really only going to be gone for seven days?" Han Xingyu looked awkwardly at her five-year-old self and muttered, "Pretending to be a child is really tiring."

Han Wuxie shook his head with a wry smile and comforted him, "There's no other way. The only way is to pretend to be a child so that no one will suspect anything."

"Can't we just be honest with them and tell them everything?" Han Tianci said softly, "I don't want to lie to my mother."

Han Wuxie sighed, saying helplessly, "It's not a lie, just a temporary concealment. We don't have the ability to protect ourselves yet. In the Immortal Realm, you are not yet Celestial Immortals, and I am only a mid-stage Celestial Immortal, the weakest among the Celestial Immortals. It's not the right time for others to know we have divine roots. If people knew we had divine roots, it would bring trouble to the Han family. You understand the saying 'a good-for-nothing is cursed, a genius is envied,' don't you?"

Han Tianci nodded emphatically, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, saying, "I will work hard to cultivate, and when I have the strength, I can tell Mother everything."

Han Xingyu pouted and said, "We're used to being lawless in the mortal realm, but now that we're back in the immortal realm, we have to be timid and hesitant. It's really annoying!"

Han Wuxie tugged at Han Xingyu's little braid, chuckling playfully, "Now that you're five years old, that little braid of yours is back! Forget about the mortal realm; just think of our seven short days in the immortal realm as a long dream of the mortal world!"

A hint of arrogance flashed in Han Wuxie's eyes as he said softly, "With our divine roots, we can absorb immortal energy and cultivate in the Immortal Realm, which will allow us to advance very quickly. I believe it won't be long before we can dominate the entire Immortal and Demon Realms, just as we did in the mortal realm!"

……

In front of Hanjia Mountain.

"Is it Miss Wuxie? Young Master Tianci? Young Master Xingyu?"

The family disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at Han Wuxie and the others with suspicion, and then stepped forward to greet them.

"Didn't you only leave for seven days? You're back so soon?"

"Didn't you say you were leaving for three years?"

"That's strange, you guys seem a bit different!"

"It's a spiritual root! It has a spiritual root!"

"You've cultivated spiritual roots? And in just seven days!"

"Congratulations, congratulations! If the head of the family knew, he would be very happy!"

"I'll go inform the head of the family right away. You all stay and keep the young lady and young master company!"

The disciples became excited and stepped forward to examine Han Wuxie and his two younger brothers, as if they themselves had cultivated spiritual roots, showing even more joy than Han Wuxie and his brothers.

Han Wuxie smiled beautifully. She hadn't seen these people for seven years, but to appear natural, she suppressed her excitement. These were all disciples of the Han family, like family, and they were genuinely happy for her and her brothers.

Han Wuxie smiled gratefully, "Thank you, brothers. If Grandpa hears this good news, he will definitely celebrate. Then, you brothers should drink and eat plenty!"

The disciples burst into laughter, nodding in unison, "That's right, that's right! Such wonderful news! The patriarch might just throw a three-day, three-night feast!"

……

Back at Yunrou Manor, everyone had already arrived. Han Mengxiao, Wanlicang, Han Yu, Han Rou, Han Shi, and Han Yun all looked excitedly at the three children, Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu.

"Is it true?" Han Mengxiao's old eyes were already filled with tears.

Han Wuxie nodded obediently and said, "Grandpa, my two younger brothers and I have all developed spiritual roots."

Han Yu excitedly stepped forward, picked up her precious son, and vigorously rubbed his head, "My darling Xing Yu, do you really have spiritual roots?"

Han Xingyu pouted, clearly annoyed that her father called her "baby," and awkwardly replied, "I only have immortal roots; my demonic roots haven't formed yet."

"That's for the best!" Wanlicang laughed cheerfully. "Without a demonic root, we can avoid a lot of trouble."

Han Xingyu rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.

Han Rou knelt down and embraced Han Wuxie and Han Tianci, saying hoarsely, "A miracle really happened, a miracle really happened! My Wuxie, my Tianci, they won't die!"

Han Shi smiled gently and said, "Big brother, third sister, the three children are tired. Let them rest."

"You should get some rest. You must be exhausted from rushing back from the Demon Realm!" Han Mengxiao looked at her grandson, granddaughter, and grandson with heartache.

Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu were left to cool off in the room, while a group of adults went out, seemingly discussing something in secret.

Han Wuxie chuckled knowingly, "Tianci and Xingyu, they think they're already out of our reach!"

"Hehe, do these old guys really think we're low-grade spiritual roots? Do they think we can't hear what they're muttering about once we're a hundred miles away?" Han Xingyu twitched his ears and grinned wickedly.

Han Mengxiao, Wanlicang, Hanyu, Hanrou, Hanshi, and Hanyun have arrived at a place a hundred miles away from Yunrou Manor.

Han Yun looked around and frowned, saying, "There's no one here."

Han Shi asked gently, "Father, Uncle, what do you think of this matter?"

Wanli Cang remained silent, as if deep in thought.

Han Mengxiao said with a solemn expression, "These three children must have some reason for lying to us."

Han Yun frowned and said, "But it's absolutely true that they possess spiritual roots. I've already examined their dantian, and they do indeed have spiritual roots, although they're only low-grade spiritual roots, but it's absolutely true!"

Han Yu said sadly, "Xing Yu, why did you lie to me? I'm his father. What can't you tell your father?"

Han Rou's eyes dimmed, and she said hoarsely, "Wu Xie and Tian Ci, aren't you lying to me too? Your Xing Yu is, after all, a son you picked up halfway through life, and your relationship with him isn't necessarily that close. But my Wu Xie and Tian Ci, I raised them myself. I know these two children are precocious and have their own ideas, but how could they lie to me!"

Han Yu retorted, somewhat unconvinced, "Third Sister, you're wrong! My Xing Yu is very close to my father too! Although we haven't known each other for long, there's still a father-son bond between us!"

Han Mengxiao said in a low voice, "Quiet down, don't make a fuss!"

Han Rou rolled her eyes at Han Yu, annoyed.

Han Yu dared not say anything more.

Han Mengxiao analyzed in a low voice, "They left the Han family seven days ago to go to the Demon Realm to find the Ghost Doctor. However, I had already sent demons I knew to wait for them in front of the Demon Realm. After all, there's a distance between them entering the Demon Realm and the Ghost Doctor's residence, and that's the distance I was most worried about. That's why I asked those demons to protect them for me. But those demons waited for a whole day without seeing them. We also secretly searched in the Immortal Realm and the Boundless Sea. The three children should have been easy to find, but for seven whole days, there was no news at all, as if they had disappeared into thin air. Yet today, they suddenly reappeared. There are too many questions in between!"

Wanlicang nodded and said, "Even I can't understand how they disappeared and reappeared, and how they inexplicably developed spiritual roots in just seven days? When the three children disappeared, didn't we already consult the Ghost Doctor? He was obviously very anxious about Xingyu, and he told us very firmly that he had no way to cultivate spiritual roots. If he did, he would have helped Xingyu cultivate spiritual roots long ago! We were too excited when we heard the three children say that they could cultivate spiritual roots, and our minds were clouded, so we didn't notice such a big problem!"

"How exactly did they cultivate spiritual roots?" Han Yun looked at his father with a puzzled expression, stroking his chin as he asked, "Father, have you noticed that the three little ones' eyes have changed? In just seven days, they've become different from seven days ago, as if they've experienced many things, radiating wisdom and vicissitudes, and even a hint of arrogance! In the past, apart from Xingyu, Wuxie and Tianci never had such strong arrogance and confidence!"

"I've noticed that too," Han Yu frowned. "My brat, he was used to living in the Demon Realm when he was little. He was arrogant even as a little divine doctor, let alone after he became a little devil, he became even more arrogant. But Tianci and Wuxie don't have that kind of arrogance. Tianci grew up in the Han family and was protected like a good boy from a young age. He hasn't suffered much, and his eyes are very innocent and cute. Wuxie spent five years in the Tian family and was bullied so much that she lost her confidence. Knowing that she is not as good as others, you can rarely see confidence in her eyes. She does have a bit of arrogance, but this little girl hides it very well. She would never expose it like that! In fact..."

Han Shi said, "He has the air of someone in a superior position!"

Han Yu nodded and said, "Yes! I saw the domineering aura of someone in a superior position in Wu Xie's eyes!"

Wanlicang and Hanmengxiao exchanged a glance, their doubts deepening.

Han Yun suddenly exclaimed in alarm, "Could it not be Wu Xie, Tian Ci, or Xing Yu? Could they have been..." He made a throat-slitting gesture, his voice trembling, "The three people now are highly skilled in disguise, trying to infiltrate our Han family?"

Han Mengxiao slapped Han Yun's head hard and scolded him sternly, "You pig-headed idiot! If anything had happened to the three children, my Life Pearl would have shattered long ago! Besides, the only person who could deceive me and your uncle in disguise would probably be a master at the Immortal Lord level!"

"Even if the three of them are alright, it doesn't mean they are the real ones! Maybe they are just three immortals impersonating them!" Han Yun seemed unwilling to give up and continued to speculate wildly.

Han Mengxiao gritted her teeth in anger and said, "You brat! Has your brain really turned into a pig's brain?! Do Immortal Lords need to disguise themselves to enter the Han family? If they didn't like the Han family, three Immortal Lords could have attacked together and wiped out the Han family long ago!"

Han Rou sighed deeply and said, "I wouldn't mistake my own daughter and son. No matter how their eyes change, the longing and respect they show for my mother can't deceive me. They are innocent and blessed by heaven; there's no mistake!"

"I'm absolutely certain that little guy is my Star Jade Treasure!" Han Yu said confidently. "When I call him 'treasure,' the look of disgust yet helplessness in his eyes, that slightly spoiled brat's demeanor—no one else can imitate that!"

Wanlicang said softly, "No matter what, if they don't say anything, let's just pretend we know nothing. Wuxie studied with me for a while, and I know she must have some kind of trouble. When the time comes, she will definitely tell us. There's no point in us worrying and guessing here!"

Han Mengxiao narrowed his old eyes, a shrewd glint in them, and laughed heartily, "These children are my grandsons and granddaughters. As long as they cultivate spiritual roots and return safely, what's the point of investigating how they cultivated them or where they went for those seven days! The Han family will hold a grand banquet to tell everyone in the Immortal Realm that my grandsons, granddaughters, and grandchildren are no longer useless!"

Han Rou sighed softly.

Han Mengxiao was taken aback and looked at her daughter with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong? Your children already have spiritual roots and can cultivate. They don't have to suffer the pain of separation when their lifespans run out. Why do you still look so troubled?"

Han Rou smiled wryly, "Father just said he wanted to tell everyone in the Immortal Realm that they are not useless..."

"Yes, what's wrong with that?" Han Mengxiao became even more puzzled.

Han Rou said in a low voice, "Father, they only have low-grade spiritual roots. If we make such a fuss in the entire Immortal Realm, I'm afraid we'll just be laughed at."

"A joke?" Han Mengxiao's eyes turned cold, and she said sharply, "Who dares to laugh at my grandson and granddaughter!"

Han Yu also felt sorry for her son, and awkwardly said, "Father, let's just celebrate at home. Let's not let outsiders know."

Han Mengxiao retorted angrily, "What are you talking about! Your son has spiritual roots, how can you, as his father, act like this? Aren't you happy? You actually want to celebrate at home? I'm going to throw a big banquet and invite all our friends!"

Han Yu tried her best to appear calm, and said softly, "Father, please listen to me, don't make too much of a fuss!"

Han Mengxiao rolled up her sleeves, looking like she was about to slap someone, and roared angrily, "You brat, just say what you want to say, or shut up! Don't give me that constipated look!"

Han Yu muttered under her breath, "Isn't that what mortals say? We immortals don't talk like that!"

"What did you say, you brat?" Han Mengxiao narrowed her dangerous eyes.

Han Yu felt an indescribable frustration and anger. Gathering her courage, she roared, "Father, how can you be so stupid! I've been hinting for so long, how can you still not understand! My precious Xing Yu only has a low-grade spiritual root. Although he already has a spiritual root, what does that mean in this Immortal Realm? What does it mean? He's just no longer a useless piece of trash. But in this Immortal Realm, isn't a low-grade spiritual root still useless? Why did you have to be so explicit, saying your own son is still useless? Do you know how painful it is for me, his father, to say such things! Yet you insisted I say it out loud!"

After being yelled at by Han Yu, Han Mengxiao was dumbfounded. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She said awkwardly, "I... I'm not just happy for a moment. After all, I have a spiritual root. As long as I work hard, I can have cultivation. Maybe I can become a Great Luo Golden Immortal because of hard work..." As she spoke, even Han Mengxiao herself gradually became less confident.

Han Rou smiled bitterly, "Father, you know perfectly well that a low-grade spiritual root is already a great achievement to become a Xuan Immortal. Perhaps due to the limitations of the spiritual root, there will be no further progress."

"Who said that!" Han Mengxiao suddenly remembered Elder You and said in a low voice, "Under my tutelage, wasn't Elder You very strong? He only has a spiritual root!"

"That's different," Han Rou said helplessly. "Elder You was already a powerful figure in the mortal realm. His spiritual root was among the best in the mortal realm. After arriving in the immortal realm, with his hard work, he naturally achieved great things. Wu Xie, Tian Ci, and Xing Yu, on the other hand, only have low-grade spiritual roots! Moreover, they currently have no cultivation level at all. They have to start cultivating from the level of a mortal cultivator until they reach the Great Ascension stage before they can enter the Heavenly Immortal level and possess true immortal cultivation!"

"No!" Han Yun suddenly interjected.

Han Mengxiao glared angrily at Han Yun, seemingly wanting to direct her anger at his voice, and said coldly, "You pig-headed idiot, don't spout any more nonsense. You'd better sew your mouth shut!"

Han Yun became somewhat anxious: "No, Father..."

"Shut up!" Han Mengxiao snapped.

Han Yun felt helpless and could only hang his head in dejection, remaining silent.

Han Mengxiao frowned for a long time before saying in a deep voice, "Then let's leave it at that for now. Let the whole Han family celebrate and make the three children happy. If we don't celebrate, they will definitely think that we don't value them. As for outsiders, we can keep quiet about it."

Han Rou nodded in agreement.

Han Yu sighed with relief: "My precious Xingyu, at least she won't be laughed at anymore. If it had caused such a stir, she would have been secretly gossiped about and ridiculed by outsiders."

Wanlicang remained silent.

Han Shi looked at Han Yun's extremely pained face with a puzzled expression and asked, "Little brother, what's with that expression?"

Han Yun wore a bitter expression, her face turning ashen, and said plaintively, "Father won't let me say it, but this matter is quite important. You'll all be surprised if I tell you, but since I'm not allowed to speak, I can only suffer in silence!"

Han Mengxiao had intended to say "let's call it a day," but upon hearing Han Yun's words, she became somewhat curious and coldly smiled, "What nonsense do you have? Spit it out! If what you say is just like pig talk, don't blame me for taking my anger out on you!" As she spoke, Han Mengxiao began to crack her knuckles, as if preparing for a fight.

Han Yun sighed and glared at Han Mengxiao, saying in a low voice, "It's nothing serious. It's just that while you were spying on Wu Xie, Tian Ci, and Xing Yu's spiritual roots, I took the opportunity to spy on their cultivation levels."

"Cultivation? It's only been seven days. It's already amazing that you've grown a spiritual root. What kind of cultivation could you possibly have?" Han Mengxiao's posture suggested that she was about to attack.

Han Yun quickly waved his hand, no longer keeping them in suspense, and anxiously said, "Xing Yu and Tian Ci are both at the Nascent Soul stage, but Wu Xie is even more powerful, at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm!"

"What!" Han Mengxiao's eyes widened, but he immediately narrowed his gaze dangerously, coldly and gloomily saying, "You brat, at least hold your chin when you're bragging! Are you trying to fool me? You just planted a spiritual root, how could you possibly become a mid-stage Celestial Immortal? It takes hundreds of years for a low-grade spiritual root to reach the mid-stage Celestial Immortal, it's simply impossible!"

Wanlicang spoke in a low voice, "I also checked the cultivation levels of a few children. Yun'er wasn't playing a trick on you."

"Huh?" Han Mengxiao was taken aback, then looked at Wanlicang with a mournful expression and said bitterly, "Brother Cang, can you please just say what you know in the future? Don't always wait until others have told you before you chime in with a comment! If you knew all along, why didn't you say anything!"

Wanlicang said nonchalantly, "I haven't found the answer yet. If I say it, it will only cause more people to worry. I'm only saying it now because I feel sorry for Yun'er. I didn't plan to say it before."

Upon hearing this, Han Mengxiao was speechless for a moment, her face contorted in a bitter expression. She herself couldn't find the answer. How could a child who had just developed a spiritual root become a mid-stage Celestial Immortal?

Wan Li Cang said calmly, "Let's go. Didn't we say before that we wouldn't press these children if they didn't talk about it? The issues of spiritual roots and cultivation levels are unsolved mysteries. If they don't talk about it, we won't be able to figure it out even if we rack our brains, so why bother?"

Han Mengxiao pursed her lips, waved her hand at her children, and said, "Alright, alright, get everything ready and have a good celebration. After all, you now have a spiritual root!"

At the same time, Han Wuxie, Han Xingyu, and Han Tianci all sighed slightly, their gazes becoming complicated.

"Sister Wuxie, these old guys seem to be quite troubled!" Han Xingyu felt a pang of pity, her expression extremely conflicted.

Han Tianci said with a somber look in his eyes, "Mother seems very sad. She thinks we lied to her, so she's very upset."

Han Wuxie's expression was not much better. He said in a low voice, "Since they choose to remain silent, let's play dumb. They'll wait for us to speak, and when it's our turn, we'll speak."

"I miss Uncle Ghost Doctor a little," Han Xingyu said weakly.

Han Tianci said, "Don't you hate him? He said so much, saying that he took advantage of your talent."

Han Xingyu rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "No one would believe such nonsense. Come to think of it, I didn't have any talent when I was a child, but he still treated me well!"

Han Wuxie reached out and ruffled Xingyu's hair, smiling slightly, "If you miss him, go see him. Your grandfather and the others have already told him about your disappearance, and he must be very worried."

Han Xingyu nodded vigorously and left through the window.

Seeing this, Han Tianci scolded, "You're not a thief, why did you go through the window?"

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes and said, "Although we don't say anything, and Grandpa and the others also said they would choose to remain silent, it doesn't mean they won't be watching us curiously. Xingyu is probably doing this just because she doesn't want too many tagalongs."

Han Tianci sighed, "It seems I'll have to be sneaking around at home from now on."

Han Wuxie toyed with the ring, a gentle smile spreading across his face, and asked, "Tianci, would you like to see your father?"

"Father?" Han Tianci had never seen his father before. Did he want to see him? Of course he did. Even though he had never seen him, who wouldn't want to see their father? It was precisely because he had never seen him before that he was curious about what his father would be like.

He paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Looking at his younger brother, Han Wuxie felt a pang of sadness. If it weren't for the fact that Miss Cheng insisted on marrying their father, perhaps Tianci would have grown up in their father's arms and wouldn't be so afraid of seeing his father now.

Han Wuxie reached out and pinched Han Tianci's cheek, smiling gently, "Shall I take you to see Father?"

"Didn't you say you didn't know where he was?" Han Tianci asked weakly.

Han Wuxie laughed and said, "I don't know, but Hua Qianye does. In this Immortal Demon Realm, finding someone is not a difficult task for him."

"But she can use magic, can't she? Sister, are you willing to let Hua Qianye use magic?" Han Tianci frowned with worry.

Han Wuxie lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Hua Qianye emerged from the ring, a playful smile on his face, and said, "Isn't your father my future father-in-law? What's the harm in expending a little magic power for my father-in-law?"

Han Wuxie's face flushed red, and he said awkwardly, "Who is your father-in-law? My father is just my father."

Han Xingyu said with a mischievous smile, "Sister's father isn't just yours alone, he's also my father! He's also Feng Wu's father-in-law!"

"You naughty boy, you're just following Hua Qianye to bully your sister!" Han Wuxie pretended to be hurt.

Han Tianci covered his mouth and chuckled.

Hua Qianye gently stroked Han Wuxie's cheek with a hand formed from the wind. "We should find your father as soon as possible. Once we find him, we should keep him in the ring. It's too dangerous for him outside."

Han Wuxie looked up into his deep, affectionate eyes, rubbed her face, and said plaintively, "Even though I look like a child now, don't treat me like one. Don't forget, I'm not a child anymore!"

Hua Qianye's mind flashed back to her alluring eyes, and a thought struck her. She sighed and smiled wryly, "I know, silly girl, let's go."

Han Wuxie nodded. Hua Qianye put Han Tianci into her ring. Han Wuxie went out through the window and bypassed the disciples' sight by taking a side path. As soon as she left Han Family Mountain, she put away the blue flower and transformed back into her stunningly beautiful appearance from the mortal world.

She put on her veil, a faint, cold smile flashing in her eyes.

Looking inward at her dantian, her low-grade spiritual root transformed into a slightly better-quality top-grade immortal root. Her cultivation level was too low, so she didn't dare to directly transform it back into a divine root and flaunt it.

Now that Han Wuxie has the root of the gods, she quickly learned how to transmit her voice. In the past, when she had neither spiritual nor immortal roots, she had tried to learn how to transmit her voice, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not learn it. But now, in just a moment, she had already learned it. When she learned how to transmit her voice, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Sometimes it's like this: you want to learn, but you just can't. But if you just glance at it casually, you can remember it.

"Hua Qianye, where is my father?"

Hua Qianye smiled knowingly and said, "We are no longer in the same place as we were seven days ago."

Han Wuxie grew anxious, frowning as he asked, "Someone found his hiding place. Is he alright? Where is he now?"

Hua Qianye shook his head and said, "Don't rush, I haven't finished speaking yet. It's true that someone went to the previous place, and there were many traces of searching. However, your father had already moved the location when someone stepped into the area within a thousand miles of the hiding place. The place where he is hiding now is quite an interesting place."

"An interesting place?" Han Wuxie asked unhappily, "What kind of place is it? Don't keep me in suspense. I'm in a hurry and don't want to joke with you!"

Hua Qianye, however, remained amused, raising an eyebrow and teasing her, "Guess what? It's a very safe, very daring place!"

"Hua Qianye, can't you just say it directly!" Han Wuxie was getting impatient and extremely annoyed.

Hua Qianye pursed his lips, shook his head helplessly, and said, "The little girl's angry face is really scary!" He patted his chest as if feigning fear, and smiled with narrowed eyes, "Your father is currently hiding in the imperial palace!"