Genius Beast Tamer

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He had eagle-like eyes, but his face was extremely imposing, straightforward, and masculine. His eyes and face seemed mismatched, yet together they created a unique charm, making one wonder what kind of person he was. Was he as ruthless as an eagle, or as majestic and upright as a warrior?

Han Wuxie glanced at the other person indifferently, only to find that the other person's gaze lingered on him, seemingly with a hint of interest. This feeling was like that of a rabbit being watched by an eagle, which was very unpleasant.

Xiao Bai trembled slightly, a tremor that rabbits instinctively feel when they see an eagle—an innate fear among its kind. Adding to this, Xiao Bai was merely a demigod beast, while its opponent was a superior-grade beast like the Deer King. The difference in their levels amplified Xiao Bai's fear. However, when Xiao Bai realized that the opponent's hunting gaze wasn't directed at it, but rather at its master, all its fear vanished. Xiao Bai suddenly straightened up, blocking Han Wuxie's path and preventing the man from seeing it.

The man in golden military uniform withdrew his gaze, a mocking smirk playing on his lips, and sneered, "The rabbit is quite delicious."

Xiao Bai froze, then subconsciously looked at Lu Wang and Zhu Fengmo. Their levels were the same as this golden eagle's. Logically, this golden eagle should be afraid, since its side was fully capable of winning. Why did this golden eagle's eyes not show fear, but instead seemed to be full of confidence, as if it had already won?

The Deer King's kind smile had slowly faded. Since the other party showed no kindness whatsoever, there was no need for him to remain respectful.

Zhu Fengmo narrowed her venomous eyes and said with a wicked smile, "The taste of a little bird should be quite good too!"

Eagles and snakes are mortal enemies. An eagle can catch a snake with a single swipe, but a snake can also poison an eagle.

The Golden Eagle suddenly unleashed the oppressive aura of a top-grade divine beast, causing the Deer King's face to turn pale instantly. Zhu Fengmo was also speechless, as if the words she had just spoken were stuck in her throat.

Little White was stunned and said, "Wasn't it a high-grade divine beast? How did it become a top-grade one?"

Zi Tong sniffed. She was absolutely certain she couldn't have smelled it wrong. How could it suddenly become so exquisite?

Bing's expression turned slightly cold as he explained, "Because of his armor, he is the Golden Eagle King. He is indeed a high-grade divine beast, but with the Golden Eagle Clan's armor, carrying the residual power of the previous generation, he can use this armor to temporarily upgrade to the highest grade!"

"In that case, even if we combine our strength, we're no match for each other!" Zi Tong's face instantly turned ugly.

The Deer King smiled wryly and looked at Han Wuxie, saying, "Master, we are incompetent. I'm afraid you will have to take action yourself."

Han Wuxie seemed somewhat helpless. He hadn't expected to stumble upon such a place by accident. The power of a divine beast, a top-grade divine beast?

A calculating smile appeared in Han Wuxie's eyes. In this unfamiliar realm of gods, having a divine beast to guide the way should make things much better.

Han Wuxie didn't rush to take out his zither. Instead, he patted Xiaobai on the shoulder, signaling him to make way.

Xiao Bai looked at Han Wuxie with some worry, but seeing Han Wuxie smile at him gently, he felt relieved and moved to the left.

Han Wuxie stepped forward, his fearless gaze fixed directly on the imposing man who was the incarnation of the golden eagle.

Her voice drifted softly: "Would you be willing to become my contracted beast?"

These words, though seemingly a question, carried an unyielding domineering air, and her eyes shone with an air of determination.

Jin Ying was momentarily stunned. He peered at her cultivation level and realized that she was a low-grade celestial being who had just become a god. How dare she speak to him so arrogantly and say such ridiculous things? Who did she think she was?

The mockery in Jin Ying's eyes grew stronger, and he coldly retorted, "You're quite good-looking. Would you be willing to be my woman?"

Han Wuxie smiled, but the smile was strange. Although her smile was bright and gentle, her cold and sharp eyes gave the impression that she was surrounded by an aura of ice. After all, her divine root was of the ice attribute, so she could easily release a chilling coldness that made people tremble.

Xiao Bai, being closest to Han Wuxie, couldn't help but shiver. He looked at Jin Ying with some sympathy. He knew that this guy had angered his master. His master was no longer the pretty and gentle little girl from his childhood. She had been the palace master of Tianxing Evil Palace for several years, and that wasn't for nothing. If she really got ruthless, she could be very frightening.

Golden Eagle, clearly intensified by Xiao Bai's sympathetic gaze, sneered, "What? You don't want to?"

Han Wuxie glanced at the Deer King and Zhu Fengmo, sensing their burning anger. This glance was merely to appease them. To her, being a descendant of the Beast Taming God Clan was no easy feat, especially given her ancient talents. This was nothing more than a fake top-grade divine beast disguised in clothing. Even if a true top-grade divine beast were before her, she wouldn't take it seriously.

Golden Eagle felt the atmosphere was getting increasingly strange. Not only was the little white rabbit looking at him with pity, but the deer was also looking at him with great pity. What surprised him even more was the snake. Its eyes were clearly waiting to see him suffer, waiting for a good show.

Am I just an actor? How dare he show such a disgusting look of pity to the high and mighty Golden Eagle King!

His proud pride wouldn't tolerate such trampling. He suddenly reached out to pull the woman in front of him, wanting to vent his anger on her, but was shocked to find that his hand wouldn't obey him. Suddenly, a beautiful melody came to his ears, but it was more eerie and terrifying than beautiful. He couldn't control himself; it seemed that the melody and the strings were controlling him. He vaguely felt like a puppet being manipulated, his limbs as if being pulled by the strings, doing things he didn't want to do.

"Little White, how about watching the little golden eagle dance for us?" Han Wuxie smiled playfully, glancing sideways at the golden eagle. His hands moved smoothly and freely as he played the piano, his slender fingers seeming to summon terrifying power like a demon.

Little White was taken aback for a moment, then revealed a sly smile, giving Golden Eagle a dangerous look, and said with a wicked grin, "The birds dancing should be quite a sight!"

Zhu Fengmo glanced wickedly at Jin Ying's somewhat pale face, raising an eyebrow and saying, "The birds' singing should be quite good too!"

"A grand performance should be even more entertaining. It's been a long time since I've seen a play!" Zi Tong conjured a chair from who-knows-where, sat high on it, and produced a lot of snacks, looking like a spectator watching a play.

The Deer King casually took a pastry from the plate in front of Zi Tong and said with a gentle smile, "Then let's dance a song, sing a tune, and play a female role!"

Ice's face, frozen for millennia, twitched slightly, its lips twitched, and it glanced at Golden Eagle with a hint of pity in its eyes.

Seeing the ice fox looking at him with such pitying eyes that deeply wounded his pride, Golden Eagle wished he could gouge out its eyes, but he couldn't move at all. What angered him even more was that his own hands and feet gradually began to move. In front of this group of guys, he was actually moved by the strange music and started to dance!

Dancing was one thing, but after spinning around once, his mouth seemed to be pried open, and he started singing! What was he singing? Performing a grand opera! He was actually singing those utterly disgusting, lovey-dovey lines from the mortal realm!

"Oh dear, that was a really bad singing!" Xiaobai said casually, tossing the pastries around.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes and said with a sly smile, "Then let him sing it a few more times. The more he sings, the better he'll naturally become."

Jin Ying didn't know how long he had been made a fool of like a monkey. He only knew that his whole body was sore from jumping and he could barely make a sound, but the people in front of him still seemed to be watching him with unsatisfied interest.

Zhu Fengmo said in a sinister tone, "You've sung much better now, not bad, not bad at all. Sing a few more songs!"

Even though her shouting was getting louder and louder, and sounding increasingly awful, Xiaobai rolled her eyes but said, "Your dancing still needs improvement. Turn around a few more times, and make it more graceful. You're too stiff like that!"

Han Wuxie's fingertips danced, and the music seemed to become ethereal. Jin Ying felt dizzy, stood on tiptoe, and spun around in place until he almost vomited.

Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited.

Xiao Bai quickly covered Han Wuxie's eyes and said coldly, "This filth, Master can't look at it, it's disgusting!"

Purple Eyes glared menacingly at Golden Eagle, and sneered, "Golden Eagle King, you're really unhygienic! To vomit so openly in front of a girl, how awful!"

Golden Eagle's eyes were practically spitting fire, but the music showed no sign of stopping; he was still spinning uncontrollably, almost to the point of fainting.

Han Wuxie smiled knowingly and said, "Actually, I feel very sad to see the mighty Golden Eagle King suffer like this!"

Hypocritical! Golden Eagle cursed inwardly, but he couldn't stop spinning and listen to the song.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, his voice as soft as a nightingale's song, yet tinged with cruelty: "If you can condescend to become my contracted beast and show us around this divine realm, I think we can watch your performance to our heart's content and give you a reward."

A reward? What benefits can you give me? You, a low-grade celestial being, want to contract me? Dream on! Golden Eagle's eyes were full of disdain and stubbornness. Even though he was being played like a monkey, he was still extremely proud and could not tolerate becoming someone else's contracted beast.

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow, and Xiaobai, understanding his meaning, took out a small porcelain bottle. Opening the bottle released the fragrance of a divine pill, which was of great benefit to the cultivation of beasts.

Golden Eagle's eyes lit up as he looked at Little White in disbelief. Little White then poured out the divine pill, eating it like a candy, and said with a smile, "I can eat this every day like candy!"

Jin Ying was speechless, his eyes almost bleeding from redness.

Zhu Fengmo played with the divine weapon and said, "This thing is really useless!" After saying that, he directly destroyed a mid-grade divine weapon in front of Jin Ying.

Golden Eagle stared wide-eyed in disbelief. This knife was no useless thing; how could it be destroyed like this? Isn't it a pity?

Seeing the doubt in the other person's eyes, Zhu Fengmo casually conjured another longsword, this time a top-grade divine weapon. He played with it, swinging it a few times, but with a forced expression on his face, he pouted and said, "This is barely enough to chop vegetables!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaobai and Zitong rolled their eyes at Zhu Fengmo at the same time, but Zhu Fengmo smiled extremely charmingly and casually produced more divine artifacts, leaving Jin Ying stunned.

Are you seeing things? A magical tool for chopping vegetables? Or a miracle pill to be used as a sugar pill?

Golden Eagle's bewildered gaze met Han Wuxie's. This woman was clearly only a low-grade Celestial God; she shouldn't belong to her, but to these beasts!

But the strongest of these guys is only at the same level as me, so how did they get these things?

As if seeing through Golden Eagle's thoughts, the Deer King suddenly wiped his forehead, revealing the mark of the contract.

Xiao Bai followed suit, displaying the mark of the contract.

Ice and bamboo dust gradually revealed the marks of the contract.

Zi Tong watched from the side without saying a word. After all, he was no longer a contracted beast. At this moment, his gaze became somewhat deep and sad. He hadn't thought of his master for a long time, and now that he suddenly thought of her, he felt a tightness in his heart. If there really was a reincarnation, where would she be?

Contracted beasts! Except for that dog, they're all contracted beasts! Golden Eagle looked at Han Wuxie with a puzzled expression, but upon closer inspection, he realized that these contract marks were identical! That is, they all belonged to the same master!

Impossible! Even a god can only contract one beast!

Could he be a descendant of the Beast Taming God Clan? That's why he can control himself with this music!

No, even if it's a contracted god, it can only contract three beasts. Qin Yin couldn't possibly be powerful enough to make fun of herself like a monkey!

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, his voice tinged with melancholy, "I'm tired of playing, aren't you tired of dancing and singing yet?"

Jin Ying's eyes burned with fury as he glared at Han Wuxie, still singing the opera he hated. In his heart, he roared: If you're tired, then stop playing! I didn't want to dance in the first place, and I certainly didn't want to sing!

Han Wuxie blinked her innocent eyes and asked in confusion, "You seem to want to say something to me. Okay, I'll let you speak!" She withdrew one hand and casually plucked the strings with the other. The golden eagle continued to spin and dance, but the singing stopped abruptly.

Golden Eagle coughed a few times, clearly annoyed, and said, "You witch!"

"A witch?" Han Wuxie shook his head and said seriously, "I've cultivated to the realm of gods, I'm not a demon!"

Jin Ying looked at her sideways glance at him and wondered if he had gone mad. He felt a jolt of electricity. Even though a god's appearance could change at will, his eyes could not. Yet, those eyes made him feel dissected. They were cold, wise, cunning, and deep. It was unbelievable that he had a desire to conquer her.

Han Wuxie curled her lips into a smirk and said softly, "I'll ask you one more time, are you willing to become my contracted beast? Actually, if I wanted to learn about the God Realm, I could have gone to find other beasts. It's just that I found you amusing, and your dancing is quite good, so I became interested in contracting you. If you're not willing—" Her eyes turned dangerous, and she sneered, "I don't really like people knowing that my music is special. To keep it a secret, you should understand what I mean!"

Golden Eagle stiffened slightly. The meaning was all too clear: if he refused to sign the contract, he would only face certain death!

The golden eagle raised its head arrogantly and said coldly, "If you want me to become your contracted beast, you must first make me truly admire you!"

"Admire me?" Han Wuxie sneered, "Looks like you haven't had enough of the music yet!" Her voice was slightly sentimental, but her gaze instantly turned into a sharp blade. Her hands touched the zither, and the music suddenly became icy and chilling.

Now, Han Wuxie can completely control the sound of the zither. Even though Xiaobai and other beasts are around, she can use the sound of the zither to target the Golden Eagle, leaving the Golden Eagle to suffer alone.

Jin Ying's gaze hardened with anguish, as if a thousand icy blades were cutting into his heart, causing him unspeakable pain. It was a torment of his soul, a torment far beyond his imagination. If dancing and singing had just brought him humiliation of his dignity, then at this moment he was enduring soul-crushing agony.

"Do you admire my musical skills?" Han Wuxie asked, seemingly to him, but he was actually looking at Xiaobai and the Deer King.

The Deer King smiled gently and said, "Your skill with the zither is unmatched."

Little White nodded and said sweetly, "Master's music is so beautiful! Little White is clumsy and can't play it at all, so I admire you so much!"

Seeing Xiaobai's somewhat exaggerated expression, Han Wuxie couldn't help but laugh.

Golden Eagle's gaze glazed over slightly. Despite her cold and cunning nature, she appeared sweet and lovely. This woman was so incredible, yet she had piqued all his curiosity and interest.

"And you?" Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow at Jin Ying. "Do you admire him?"

The golden eagle stubbornly held its head high.

"You do have guts, not bad. I don't respect those who give up too easily!" Han Wuxie smiled and then gestured towards Xiaobai.

Little White was somewhat reluctant, but still stepped forward and threw a pile of elixirs on the ground, saying, "These were made by my cousin. If you follow me, these will be sugar pills for you; you can have as many as you want!"

Han Wuxie glanced at Zhu Fengmo again. Zhu Fengmo was somewhat reluctant to let Han Wuxie take on another contracted beast, but in this unfamiliar God Realm, someone had to guide them. So he took out a bunch of divine artifacts and said, "These are divine artifacts crafted by Wuxie's younger brother. If you follow him, whatever divine artifact you want, as long as you can think of it, her younger brother can craft it!"

Golden Eagle remained unmoved, letting out a cold snort, but was in too much pain to speak.

The music played by Han Wuxie continued relentlessly, relentlessly ravaging the Golden Eagle's soul power.

Han Wuxie glanced at him indifferently, his expression cold and ruthless as he said, "Do you think a God King can make a contract with you? Is someone like a God King the one you admire?"

Jin Ying tried hard to speak, but his teeth chattered, and he hesitated to utter a word.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes and gently plucked the strings with his little finger. Jin Ying then let out a soft breath and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I can cultivate my skills later. What I need is a master who allows me to see the future. If I don't have such a master, I'd rather be free. If you insist on making a contract with me, I might as well die."

"The future?" Han Wuxie's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his smile brightened. "I forgot to tell you, I have the root of a god."

"The Root of Gods!" Golden Eagle was stunned. This was the best cultivation root in the God Realm. Only seven people in this vast God Realm possessed the Root of Gods, and these seven people were already high-ranking God Kings. It seemed to be a predetermined fate. As long as one had the Root of Gods, one would inevitably become a high-ranking person in the future!

Golden Eagle seemed somewhat moved, but remained stubborn. After all, he was the proud Eagle King, and how could he be forced to become someone else's contracted beast?

Han Wuxie sighed bitterly, looking at Jin Ying with some reluctance, and said, "Actually, I quite admire you, but unfortunately you refuse to serve me, yet you know too many of my secrets. I can only apologize!"

Golden Eagle felt the fear of death and roared, "It's not like I wanted to know your secrets! You were the one who played the zither, letting me know your music is special! You were the one who wanted me to submit, telling me your brother can refine divine pills and artifacts! You were the one who showed me the future, letting me know you have divine roots!"

"Sigh, you really do know a lot!" Han Wuxie looked at him with infinite regret and said softly, "Originally, I wanted to spare your life, just cripple you, but you really know too much. It seems I shouldn't have spared your life!"

"You witch who twists the truth!" Golden Eagle felt a suffocating pain. He wanted to grab the woman by the collar and question her. He was just staying in the cave, what had he done to offend her? Why was she threatening him like this, forcing him to become her contracted beast?

Han Wuxie smiled innocently, narrowing his eyes as he said, "I've already told you, I rose to power through cultivation, not through demonic cultivation! The Golden Eagle King is so stubborn, it's really a difficult situation!"

As her voice faded, Golden Eagle felt a wave of suffocation and the shadow of death. His vision blurred, and he lost consciousness.

"Dead?" Xiaobai looked at Jin Ying in surprise.

Han Wuxie shook his head and said, "He's still breathing."

Zhu Fengmo frowned and said, "Since he refuses to surrender, why keep him alive? We can ask other beasts for news about the divine realm."

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, gazing intently at the golden eagle lying on the ground, and chuckled, "I wasn't lying when I said I admired him! He didn't waver under the temptation of divine pills and artifacts, nor under the pressure of the zither music or the threat to his life; he remained stubbornly unyielding! If he became a contracted beast, I could trust him completely. But if it's just a randomly captured beast that says whatever it's asked, we can't completely believe it, can we?"

The Deer King pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "But bribery and threats won't work; he won't submit. How can we win him over?"

Han Wuxie rubbed his temples, looking somewhat troubled. He squinted and joked, "What about using a honey trap? If I used a honey trap, would it work?"

"No way!" Xiaobai was the first to shake her head and shout.

"No!" she said coldly.

"Absolutely not!" Zhu Fengmo frowned and said sternly.

"It won't work!" The Deer King shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zi Tong chuckled to herself, finding it amusing: these four guys are only so obedient because their master is a beauty, aren't they?

Han Wuxie looked at the four of them with amusement at their overly tense expressions and shook his head, saying, "I was just joking, don't take it too seriously."

"So how do you plan to win him over?" Zhu Fengmo frowned as she looked at her, clearly worried that she wasn't joking.

Han Wuxie rubbed his temples, stared at Jin Ying for a long time, and finally sighed, "Let's wait until he wakes up. I thought he wouldn't faint, but I didn't expect him to be so pain-resistant and faint in no time."

"I'll go splash him awake!" Xiao Bai wanted to go over, but Han Wuxie stopped her, smiling slightly, "Let him wake up on his own."

Xiao Bai pouted, looking at Han Wuxie with a hint of resentment, and asked, "How long will we have to wait?"

Han Wuxie smiled gently and said, "It shouldn't be long." I want to see how long he can pretend to be unconscious. He seems like a very upright man, but I didn't expect him to have such ulterior motives. He's already awake, but he wants to hear how I and Xiaobai are going to deal with him.

Xiao Bai blinked in confusion. How could he know that Han Wuxie deliberately used the sound of the zither to make Jin Ying faint, and that he had calculated exactly when Jin Ying would wake up?

Han Wuxie said, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, "The God Realm, we've finally arrived here. But rebuilding the Heavenly Star Evil Palace here will be difficult. In the past, in the Immortal Realm, I thought that becoming a god would mean a carefree life, but I never imagined that the God Realm, the Immortal Realm, or the Mortal Realm are all the same—the same law of the jungle, the same helplessness."

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiaobai didn't understand why Han Wuxie suddenly sighed.

Zhu Fengmo looked at Han Wuxie with heartache and said softly, "If you didn't want to find a body for him, you wouldn't need to come to the God Realm. You could stay in the Immortal Realm and be your Immortal Emperor, where no one would dare to offend you, and you could live a carefree and unrestrained life."

Han Wuxie smiled gently and said, "Now that we're here, there's no use in talking about regrets. We must look forward."

The Deer King nodded and said, "Your cultivation level in the God Realm is too low right now. We are just ordinary-level divine beasts. Before we understand the situation in the God Realm, we cannot rashly venture in, nor can we search for Hua Qianye's whereabouts."

Han Wuxie nodded, smiling wryly, "Yes, my cultivation level is too low. This God King of the Divine Realm is the leader, but I know that above the God King there are—"

"Are there levels above the God King?" Xiaobai was astonished.

Han Wuxie chuckled lightly, "Ancient God, God Emperor, Heavenly Venerable! Above the Heavenly Venerable, one transcends the Three Realms, truly free and unrestrained, without the law of the jungle, without strife, without worries."

"What level is that? It's beyond the realm of gods, what is that?" Zhu Fengmo couldn't help but wonder.

"Hehe, it's the Hongmeng controller, the planet creator, the free spirit of the universe!" A childish and cute voice rang out, and the little furball suddenly appeared, wearing a confident yet adorable smile.

Han Wuxie reached out and flicked the little furball's cheek. The little furball said somewhat plaintively, "You'd better get stronger quickly, otherwise I'll always look like this. I want to become a handsome man!"

"Pfft!" Little White couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I said, Little Fur Ball—"

"What little furball? I'm not called Little Furball!" Little Furball scoffed. "I'm called Little Thing, that's the name my master gave me!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaobai laughed even louder. Zhu Fengmo's lips twitched slightly, and the Deer King also curled up his lips. Although Bing didn't laugh, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes. Zitong burst into laughter, seemingly trying to outdo Xiaobai in who could laugh the loudest.

Han Wuxie squinted and clearly saw the corners of Jin Ying's mouth twitching with difficulty as he lay on the ground, trying to laugh but unable to, looking extremely pitiful.

Han Wuxie ruffled the little furball's head and chuckled, "So, if I name you Little Furball, will you be called Little Furball?"

The little furball pouted and said cutely, "You are my master. You created me, so whatever you call me is fine. I think they all sound nice!" Clearly, he knew a lot, but there was also a lot he didn't know. Like an infant with inherited memories, he knew things that others didn't, but he was completely ignorant about everyday life.

Han Wuxie was amused by him, rubbed his little head, and said with a firm gaze, "Even if I find him, I will become the kind of free person you mentioned. After so many things, I understand that if I am not in a high position, even if I want to be with him forever, I will not be able to control my own destiny. There will always be many unexpected things. Only by becoming such a supreme being, becoming a truly carefree free person, can I be with him forever."

Han Wuxie squinted at the person on the ground and said in a low voice, "I will definitely become that kind of strong person!"

Xiao Bai and Zhu Fengmo exchanged a glance. They both felt that Han Wuxie was right in front of them, but their hearts were far away and untouchable. Could it be that even if Hua Qianye was not by her side, they could not enter her world?

Xiao Bai's eyes dimmed slightly, but Zhu Fengmo's gaze became even more determined.

The Deer King, sensing Zhu Fengmo's intense fighting spirit, smiled slightly and looked at Han Wuxie with tenderness and affection.

Ice's eyes flickered slightly as she recalled their first meeting years ago. She had assumed that Ice was lusting after her good looks and had offered herself up to level up. At the time, she was actually very unwilling, but now she realized how much better it would have been if Ice had truly come because she was lusting after her good looks.

Han Wuxie ignored the strange looks from the people around him and continued, "I've been thinking, if what the little thing said is true, becoming a Primordial Controller, creating a planet, is creating a world. The world will change according to his will, and he can create countless beings. Then, the place we are in now might be a world created by someone who has already become a cosmic free agent and a Primordial Controller. And the 'God' we speak of might be him. We are beings he created, and our fate is in his hands. Therefore, only by transcending his control can we become new cosmic free agents and stand shoulder to shoulder with him!"

Xiao Bai blinked. To be honest, he didn't really understand these things and couldn't offer any advice.

Zhu Fengmo frowned, her expression grave. She hesitated, clearly not wanting to make a hasty judgment or say anything that might mislead her, since she herself didn't know much about these matters.

The Deer King smiled gently, but said nothing.

Like Xiaobai, Zitong was stunned and didn't understand anything. What planets, universes, what nonsense were they? He didn't believe in God at all.

Ice, who rarely spoke, surprisingly said, "Originally, in the destiny he arranged, the Lord was not meant to have a spiritual root. However, the Lord cultivated a divine root on his own. From that moment on, the Lord's destiny was derailed and beyond anyone's control. In addition, the divine root is a mutated existence, exceeding the laws and power of this world. The Lord will inevitably become someone with the same status as the creator of this world!"

Han Wuxie pondered for a moment, then smiled brightly and said, "Bing, you're right! I've long since transcended his arrangements, long since surpassed the fate this world has given me! Not only me, but everyone in the Heavenly Star Evil Palace who went from having no spiritual roots to having spiritual roots has already transcended their fate! I will definitely succeed, I will definitely become a free spirit of the universe!"

The golden eagle, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, suddenly stood up and shouted, "I'm willing to become your contracted beast!"

His sudden action left Xiaobai and Zitong completely bewildered. Han Wuxie smiled, a smug glint in his eyes. "This is the future you wanted, isn't it? This kind of future is far more appealing than the God King's contracted beast!" He thought that if he had said it to his face, the boy might not have believed him. He assumed that by feigning unconsciousness, no one would care, and he would reveal the truth, allowing the boy to decide whether to become his contracted beast. Although he had told the truth before, if he had lied, the boy would still have fallen for it. This was a classic case of being too clever for one's own good!

Han Wuxie feigned surprise and asked, "Didn't you say you were unwilling?"

Golden Eagle's eyes flickered, but he didn't offer any further explanation. If he said that he overheard their conversation and felt that she was a person with a future and could become his master, it would expose that he had been faking his unconsciousness.

Jin Ying walked up to Han Wuxie and knelt on one knee. Han Wuxie sighed slightly and reached out his hand. Jin Ying bit Han Wuxie's finger, and the blood pact was formed. A bright red contract mark appeared on Jin Ying's forehead.

Han Wuxie withdrew his hand. In his mind, he had already gained some understanding of the man's temperament. He was a very proud and aloof person, but also a bit cunning, and could be considered a hero.

Han Wuxie slowly asked, "How many God-Kings are there in the God Realm?"

Jin Ying answered truthfully: "There are eight people openly, but I don't know how many are secretly."

"Eight?" Han Wuxie narrowed her eyes, seemingly savoring the words, her gaze unfathomable. After a long while, she spoke again, asking, "How much do you know about these eight God-Kings?"

Golden Eagle frowned, seemingly finding it difficult to answer, but he still tried his best to reply: "The eight God-Kings are God Wind King, Flame King, Document King, Northern Han King, Eastern Li King, Mo Yao King, Cloud Sky King, and Tan Yu King. I am just an ordinary high-grade divine beast, and even the main gods wouldn't look at me, so I don't know much about God-Kings. However, there are many rumors about them, but it's hard to tell whether they are true or false."

"Rumors? Tell me about them." Han Wuxie sat down gracefully, and a teacup appeared out of thin air. She took the teacup, gently skimmed the floating tea leaves with the lid, and took a sip of tea. She seemed calm and collected, but her sharpness was hidden beneath the surface.

Golden Eagle said, "The Divine Wind King, with the power to control the wind, was rumored to be the strongest among the eight Divine Kings. However, twenty million years ago, he suddenly fell into a coma, and his cultivation stopped as a result. Even though news of his awakening has come out today, he is no longer the strongest among the eight Divine Kings. Twenty million years is not a short time, and the other seven Divine Kings have gradually surpassed him."

Han Wuxie's teacup wobbled slightly, spilling tea. Her expression was clearly joyful, yet also complex.

"The Divine Wind King? He's been in a coma for twenty million years and he's awakened today? Could it be such a coincidence?" Xiao Bai blinked her big eyes, already thinking of Hua Qianye.

Zhu Fengmo frowned. She had thought it would take a long time to find Hua Qianye, but she hadn't expected to hear from him so quickly! Shenfeng Wang? She seemed to have heard of that name before. There seemed to be records of this person in the books left by her ancestors!

The Deer King frowned slightly, his brows gradually tightening, as if he had also heard of the Divine Wind King.

Han Wuxie quickly composed herself and continued to ask, "What about the other seven God-Kings?" She couldn't rush things now; she needed to find out who the God-King who went to the Immortal Realm to kill her was!

Golden Eagle nodded and continued, "The Flame King, the King of Fire Control, has multiple territories under his command, including the Flame Palace, the Heavenly Fire Sect, and the Fire Rising Sect. He is considered a hegemon of the God Realm. During the time when the Divine Wind King was in a coma, he rapidly expanded his power. Now, his forces are capable of rivaling the Divine Wind King's Divine Wind Palace and the Xuan Family. Moreover, his cultivation level should have surpassed the Divine Wind King's strength back then."

Han Wuxie's expression turned slightly serious. It seemed that this Flame King was not a benevolent person and posed a threat to him.

Seeing that Han Wuxie remained silent, Jin Ying continued, "The King of Documents is a very mysterious person. No one knows what he is good at, nor does anyone know what the attribute of his divine root is—"

"Wait!" Han Wuxie frowned and asked, "The Root of God? The King of Documents possesses the Root of God?"

Golden Eagle nodded and said, "Not only the King of Documents, but also the King of Divine Wind, the King of Flame, the King of Northern Han, the King of Eastern Li, the King of Mo Yao, and the King of Cloud Sky all possess the Root of God. Among the eight great god kings, only the King of Tan Yu does not possess the Root of God."

Han Wuxie nodded, her expression neither happy nor sad, making it difficult to guess what she was thinking. She said calmly, "Let's continue talking about the King of Documents."

Jin Ying said, "No one knows what kind of divine root the King of Documents is. He rarely appears. If it weren't for the battle with the King of Northern Han back then, no one would know that this god-king exists."

"It seems he's someone who prefers to live in seclusion. Such a person doesn't like conflict, so unless there's a special reason, he probably won't fight the King of Northern Han, right?" Han Wuxie became somewhat curious.

Golden Eagle smiled wryly: "God-Kings rarely fight each other, after all, when they fight, every move they make carries the power to destroy the world. The fight between the King of Documents and the King of Northern Han was because of a woman."

"A woman?" Han Wuxie was slightly surprised, but quickly came to terms with it. If the reason that could make two god-kings fight so fiercely was because of a woman, it would be the most reasonable explanation. She was very curious about who won in the end, and who the woman who wanted to take her ended up with.

Seeing that Han Wuxie seemed quite interested, Jin Ying asked with a smile, "You must be very curious about the outcome of the battle."

Han Wuxie did not deny it, and said with a faint smile, "That's right, go ahead and speak."

Golden Eagle's eyes flickered, as if recalling the matter and feeling somewhat sad. He said in a low voice, "Originally, it would have been a lose-lose situation, but since that woman died, the two stopped fighting."

"Dead? Suicide?" Han Wuxie was puzzled. Did she like both of them and not want to see them fight each other for her?

"No, it was another woman who killed him." Golden Eagle's smile became somewhat eerie.

"What?" Han Wuxie was somewhat bewildered. This story was indeed complicated. "They actually killed the woman the God King loved. This woman who killed her won't have a good ending, will she?"

Jin Ying shook his head and said, "She is now the wife of the King of Northern Han."

"Heh, it's really complicated." Han Wuxie seemed a little unwilling to listen anymore.

Golden Eagle asked, puzzled, "Don't you want to figure out the relationship between these four people?"

Han Wuxie shook his head and did not ask any further questions. Instead, he asked, "I am curious about the four kings: King Dongli, King Moyao, King Yunkong, and King Tanyu."

Jin Ying couldn't understand why the other party had suddenly lost interest in the story of the King of Documents, the King of Northern Han, and the two women. This matter had been widely discussed back then, and no one should have lost interest in it.