Genius Beast Tamer

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Finally, it's my turn! Golden Eagle cheered inwardly, but he couldn't show it too obviously, because the current Little White seemed dangerous to him. He seemed to have lost his childishness and become somewhat unpredictable.

Xiao Bai said calmly, "You are the last one. Even if you fail, we will not try again. We will tell her about the Divine Wind King's selection of a consort, and we will respect her choice."

"You think you'll give up just because you failed? I never said I wouldn't try!" Jin Ying was very displeased. It's your business if you give up, why should I give up too? Besides, I might not even fail!

Xiao Bai's eyes turned cold, and the sharp light seemed to pierce through the golden eagle's pupils. This was definitely not the gaze of a rabbit towards an eagle.

Jin Ying frowned deeply, noticing that the gazes of Lu Wang, Zhu Fengmo, and Bing had also turned cold. This wasn't a question asking whether he would agree, but rather an order from the four of them to use their superior numbers to defeat him.

Jin Ying lowered his head helplessly. It wasn't that he was afraid of them, but that he really couldn't beat them if they joined forces. Since it was a foregone conclusion anyway, why bother making a fool of himself?

Watching the golden eagle depart, the Deer King pondered, "Will he succeed?"

"It's a contradiction," Zhu Fengmo said with a self-deprecating laugh. "I both hope he succeeds and I don't want him to succeed."

"Me too," Ice's cold voice rang out.

Xiao Bai narrowed his eyes, his gaze becoming subdued, the feigned naiveté gone. He said in a low voice, "Everyone knows the answer." He sneered, "He won't succeed."

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Zhu Fengmo, Lu Wang, and Bing. They all knew the answer, but none of them wanted to say it out loud. They didn't expect Xiao Bai to point it out. The three of them sighed at the same time, realizing that Xiao Bai had indeed changed.

With a cry of an eagle, Han Wuxie looked up and saw golden light shining in the valley, where golden eagles were flying.

As she looked up, the golden eagle swooped down and stopped in front of her. Golden light streamed down, shimmering and sparkling. Layers of light gradually appeared, and the golden eagle transformed into a handsome man. He was dressed in golden military uniform, with a tall and strong figure. His chiseled features accentuated the extraordinary image of a divine hero. He smiled slightly, but the smile had a touch of the playful frivolity of a dashing young man. His eagle-like eyes shone with a glassy light.

Han Wuxie asked in a low voice, "What do you want from me?"

"Show loyalty!" he said matter-of-factly. "Since the contract was made, I have yet to truly show my submission and loyalty to my master!"

This sudden turn of events must be a trap!

Why did Xiaobai say to wait until one day to tell him the answer? Were they making some kind of bet? The contracted beasts seemed to be lining up to find him one by one. The person in front of him was definitely not just expressing loyalty!

Han Wuxie coldly said, "I don't need you to pledge your loyalty. Loyalty isn't something you can just talk about. When things happen in the future, we'll naturally see whether you're loyal or not."

The golden eagle transformed into a handsome, valiant man in golden armor, exuding masculinity, and declared, "Master, from now on, I will protect you with my life!"

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow slightly, scrutinizing him with a keen eye.

"However—" He suddenly moved slowly closer to her.

Han Wuxie frowned and said in a low voice, "But what? Do you think that now that you've become a contracted beast, there are still any conditions you can negotiate?"

He approached stealthily, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes. He narrowed them and said, "Let me have a 'feast' first! I won't have the strength to protect you on an empty stomach!"

"What?" Just as Han Wuxie was frowning, trying to figure out what he meant, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. With their faces close, he took a deep breath, as if he could clearly smell the faint scent of water lilies emanating from her.

Han Wuxie was stunned, never expecting him to suddenly hug her. Was this man really that familiar with her? He was just a contracted beast she had formed a contract with a few days ago, yet he dared to do this to her!

"Let me go!" Han Wuxie's eyes turned cold, her expression icy and murderous. She disliked this feeling, this feeling of being forced. If it weren't for the fact that she was about to break through her bottleneck in the next few days and couldn't use her divine energy recklessly for the time being, she might have killed him without hesitation.

Looking into the coldness in the other's eyes, Jin Ying knew that he was walking on a tightrope over a cliff, each step difficult. But he couldn't let go now. Those guys would fail because they didn't understand women. Women are often hypocritical. If you're too gentle with them, it loses its thrill. Sometimes you have to be forceful and pull them into your arms. They may seem unwilling, but their hearts will definitely race!

A gaze as sharp as an icy blade shot mercilessly at him. Golden Eagle instinctively tightened his grip on her waist, his eagle-like eyes flashing with determination and intimidation as he stared intently at her, declaring domineeringly, "Since you've made a contract with me, Master, you can't let me go hungry! I want you!"

Hearing his domineering words, Han Wuxie's aura grew even colder, and she said with a gloomy look, "Listen to me, since you are a contracted beast, you should obediently be a contracted beast. I don't want to force you to be my servant, but if you don't know what's good for you, a servant who offends his master will definitely not have a good outcome!" Her unfathomable eyes were filled with dangerous and ruthless coldness.

Golden Eagle was secretly relieved. Fortunately, she would be breaking through her bottleneck in the next few days and would not rashly use her divine power. If he had done so earlier or later, he would likely have been ruthlessly killed by her in an instant!

What a foolish, infatuated woman! Can't she even look at the people around her? What's so great about this so-called God of Wind?

Unlike Xiaobai and the others who had always been by her side and had seen Hua Qianye, he didn't know what Hua Qianye looked like, let alone why she was so determined. In his eyes, whether it was Xiaobai, Bing, Zhufengmo, the Deer King, or even himself, they were all exceptionally handsome men, one in a hundred. Even though they were contracted beasts, they were still among the best in their clans. Why would she abandon the people in front of her and insist on loving the Divine Wind King, who was about to marry a concubine?

No! I will absolutely not let go; I will be domineering to the very end! No woman who becomes another man's woman will still think about someone else! Once I have her body, her heart will eventually be mine!

Jin Ying suddenly lowered his head, his lips moving towards hers. Han Wuxie's gaze turned cold, and before he could even touch her lips, he slapped him hard across the face. The sound of the slap echoed loudly and clearly throughout the valley.

Jin Ying was stunned for a moment. Han Wuxie took the opportunity to break free from his embrace, keeping his distance and looking at him with cold, wary eyes.

Jin Ying reached up and touched her cheek, wiping her mouth with her hand. Looking down, she saw that blood had even come out. She was really ruthless. Was she keeping her virginity for that man?

Golden Eagle's eyes, like those of a hawk, were fixed firmly on Han Wuxie's cold and ruthless gaze. His eyes burned with fury as he muttered a low curse, "Damn it! Is your gaze only for that one person?"

Han Wuxie coldly stared at the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and said in a low, serious voice, "This was just a slap. If there's a next time, I will take your life without hesitation!"

They won't try again anyway! I've already failed! I might as well just tell her directly and let her give up. Maybe my comforting words will win her heart!

His mind raced, a calculating glint flashing in his hawk-like eyes. He looked up at Han Wuxie, his gaze suddenly softening with pity, and said sadly, "I just don't want you to be sad."

He suddenly blurted out this nonsensical sentence, which puzzled Han Wuxie. But in an instant, her bewildered eyes cleared. She looked coldly at Jin Ying, as if trying to see a lie in his eyes. Unfortunately, his eyes only showed pity and regret.

Her heart tightened slightly. From the Deer King's unusual behavior to Zhu Fengmo, Bing, and Xiaobai, she had gradually begun to suspect that this matter might be related to the current Divine Wind King. Today, the Golden Eagle was undoubtedly giving her the final answer.

She said in a low voice, "What do you know? Just say it."

Her calm and low voice made Jin Ying's eyes flicker. If she heard what he told her, would she still be so calm?

Women are always vulnerable! I will lend you my shoulder and be gentle with you. Domineering is useless to you, so I will gently give you support! This is a series of plans in my mind. This is a strategy that he has been thinking about for a long time since the day the Deer King failed and after participating in this event.

Jin Ying seemed hesitant to speak, looking extremely troubled. Han Wuxie looked at him coldly, not urging him, knowing that since he had brought it up, he would definitely say something, and that his current appearance was probably just for show.

Jin Ying finally sighed and slowly said, "I didn't want to tell you, but now that things have come to this, I have to. The truth will out eventually!"

Han Wuxie looked at him indifferently, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Golden Eagle clearly saw the impatience in her eyes, but still continued nagging, "Although we've tried so hard these past few days to get you to transfer your affections to us, you only care about the Divine Wind King. We've done our best. Even though it hurts you, it's better than keeping it from you and then finding out on your own, with no one there to comfort you and leaving you heartbroken alone! I'm telling you now, if you're sad, don't bottle it up. Cry it out. I'll be there for you. You can be vulnerable in front of me, and I'll protect you!"

The veins on Han Wuxie's forehead bulged, his gaze turned icy, and he said in a low voice, "If you don't get to the point, then you don't need to say anything more."

Jin Ying trembled slightly. A visible killing intent seemed to surround her, which was terrifying! Was she about to break through? Could it be that she had inadvertently angered Jin Ying and helped her break through her bottleneck?

Han Wuxie's cold smile made him take a step back, swallow hard, and say in a low voice, "A few days ago, news spread that the Divine Wind King was preparing to take a concubine. I heard that the Xuan family patriarch not only wants him to choose a principal wife this time, but also wants him to bring several more children, saying that he wants to expand the Xuan family line."

"To take a concubine?" Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, his smile becoming somewhat sinister.

"Aren't you... sad?" Jin Ying looked at Han Wuxie, whose smile was unpredictable, with a puzzled expression.

"What's there to be sad about? He's preparing to take a concubine, not already taken one!" Han Wuxie rolled his eyes at him, turned around nonchalantly, and said quietly as he left, "I'm about to break through. Once I do, I can go down the mountain to find him and advise him. Taking a concubine is no small matter. I need to see what kind of women she'll be."

"You? Advisor to him? Pick women for him?" Watching Han Wuxie's departing figure, Jin Ying trembled slightly for some reason. Was this the legendary feeling of being chilled to the bone?

What she just said sounded terrifying! She said she was going to see what kind of women they were, but why did it sound so different to me? Instead, it felt like she was going to kill someone?

Thinking of this, Jin Ying gasped. Could she really be going to kill people? That would be too cruel! While others were taking a concubine, she was killing the candidates? But... that is one way, so that the Divine Wind King wouldn't be able to take a concubine.

"Sigh!" Jin Ying realized that she had disappeared from sight and then realized that his plan had completely failed. This woman's thinking could not be judged by common sense. He thought that the domineering approach had failed because she loved Shenfeng King too much and wanted to remain chaste for him. So when she found out that Shenfeng King had betrayed her and was going to take a concubine, she would definitely regret her previous rejection and think that she was very stupid. No one else remembered her, but she still wanted to remain chaste for him. She might become confused due to excitement. Even if he was just a lifeline at the time, she could still get the good thing of a beauty in her arms. Unfortunately, he miscalculated. She was not a simple woman, so he could not judge her choices with the thinking of an ordinary woman.

Han Wuxie returned to his room, but his face immediately fell.

Why take a concubine? He just woke up and he wants to take a concubine? Isn't that too hasty? Is someone forcing him, or is there some other reason?

She shook her head vigorously. She had just been angered by Jin Ying and then provoked by Hua Qianye's matter, which gave her signs of breaking through her bottleneck.

She sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and calmed her mind, feeling powerful streams of energy rushing towards her dantian. Her divine root gradually grew larger, but then quickly shrank, making it difficult to grasp.

The little furball emerged from her body, a joyful smile on its face. It had grown hands and feet, and its body had grown taller, gradually transforming...

Those dark eyes gradually became blank, transforming from a proud little thing into a bewildered and adorable one.

Gradually, he transformed into the appearance of a five-year-old boy. He blinked his big eyes, and the instant Han Wuxie broke through to the intermediate level of the Heavenly God realm, a sweet, soft voice rang out: "Mother!"

Han Wuxie staggered and almost went into a state of demonic possession, but fortunately he managed to calm himself down in the end.

She let out a long sigh. Everyone said that after becoming a god, each level up was harder than climbing to heaven, but once you leveled up, your strength would increase dramatically. It was indeed true!

Han Wuxie focused his gaze on the little boy who was staring at him with extremely curious eyes, and frowned slightly.

The little boy was very cute, with big, bright black eyes, a fair and tender face, and a slightly chubby face. He had two deep dimples when he smiled. The more I looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.

This kid really looks just like me!

The thought flashed through her mind, and she was startled by herself. She shook her head vigorously, "What? When did I have a child?"

My memory returned to the time of cultivation. It seemed I was too focused to notice any details, but now, thinking back carefully, I was suddenly startled. The little fur ball was gone, and a little boy had suddenly appeared. Could it be...?

"Little fluff ball?" she asked tentatively.

The little boy shook his head and said plaintively, "Mommy, you can't call me Little Furball now. I'm a child now, your child. You should give me a nice name!"

"My child?" Han Wuxie's lips twitched slightly, and he frowned, saying, "Stop fooling around. It's fine if you don't call me master, but you can't just call me mother."

The little boy's eyes glistened with tears, and he lowered his head in grievance, saying, "I am clearly a life created by my mother. In the past, I possessed the memories given to me by the Root of God. I wasn't human yet; I was just a strange ball of fur. So, I could only represent the Root of God to tell you about those memories, which is why I called you master. But now I've completely separated from the Root of God and have truly become an adult. I am my mother's child! I am the child created by my mother. My mother doesn't recognize me. I'm a monster who doesn't have a mother and inexplicably sprang from a stone!" After he finished speaking, he sniffed, looking very pitiful.

Han Wuxie thought to himself, "You are a monster that inexplicably sprang from the root of the god!"

But when she glanced at the pitiful little boy, she couldn't bear to say it. For some reason, she felt a strong urge to cherish him. This feeling wasn't like the master-servant relationship between her and her contracted beast; it was a strange feeling. Could it be... maternal love?

Han Wuxie asked with a wry smile, "Even if I acknowledge you as my son, you still don't have a father, do you?"

"I have a father!" the little boy said with a bright smile. "My future husband will be my father. If I bite him and drink some blood, his blood will be in my body, and I'll be connected to him by blood!"

Han Wuxie's lips twitched again, and an extremely absurd thought suddenly flashed through his mind: the divine root in his body could give birth to this little boy, and the little boy called him mother, which was not wrong. After all, he was a little life born from his body. But... what about Xingyu and Tianci?

Xingyu has two divine roots! Whether a boy or a girl comes from a divine root, should they call their birth parents "father" or "mother"?

Thinking of this, Han Wuxie couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Mommy, what are you laughing at?" The little boy walked up to her and nudged her with his chubby hand.

Han Wuxie snapped out of her daze and chuckled awkwardly, "I wasn't laughing at anything." She subconsciously reached out and patted the little boy's head, smiling slightly, "Now that you're my son, you should have a proper name. What would you like to be called?"

Upon hearing that the other party acknowledged him as their son, the little boy immediately beamed with joy, his dimples deepening, making him look incredibly adorable.

"My mother has to think of a name for me. I don't know what I should be called!" He looked at Han Wuxie longingly, hoping that his name would sound nice.

Han Wuxie stroked his chin, a sly smile flashing in his eyes. He was just wondering what excuse he could use to find him, but now he had a good idea.

Seeing his mother's calculating gaze fall on him, the little boy couldn't help but tremble and asked in a very soft voice, "Mother, why are you looking at me like that? You look like a bad girl."

Han Wuxie couldn't help but chuckle, giving the little boy's head a good ruffle and asking with a smile, "Do you really think that as long as you drink my future husband's blood, you'll be connected to him by blood and have the same bloodline fluctuations?"

The little boy nodded emphatically and said, "But it can only be the first person. Once the blood is connected, drinking other people's blood, no matter how much you drink, is useless. That's what the Root of God told me in my memories."

Han Wuxie smiled and nodded, his eyes gleaming with even deeper calculation.

"Mommy... what are you daydreaming about again?" the little boy called out weakly.

She snapped out of her reverie and said with an awkward laugh, "Mommy's thinking about what name to give you!"

"Really? Mother, think quickly, think quickly!" The little boy looked at her eagerly, his big, dark eyes shining brightly.

"Should I keep the surname Hua, or his current surname?" Han Wuxie rubbed his temples, looking troubled.

The little boy quickly shook his head and said, "I don't want the surname Hua (花, meaning flower). If I meet pretty little girls in the future, they'll dislike me because of my surname and think I'm a playboy!"

Han Wuxie chuckled, "You've got a long way to go! Fine, since you don't like flowers, then take his current surname, Xuan!"

"Mysterious?" The little boy seemed somewhat dissatisfied, but nodded reluctantly and said, "It's still better than flowers!"

Han Wuxie ruffled his hair, looking into his bright, large eyes, which were like pools of black ink yet shone with a dazzling light. She smiled and said, "Xuan Zimo, is it nice?"

"Xuan Zimo?" the little boy said with a grin, "That sounds nice! But why is it Zimo?"

Seeing that the child liked it, Han Wuxie was very satisfied. She said with a doting smile, "His son naturally has the character 'zi' in his name. As for 'mo', it's because my Mo'er has very dark and bright eyes. I hope that you will be like a man in a traditional Chinese ink painting, gentle and refined."

Xuan Ziming clapped his hands happily, his dimples deepening, and said sweetly, "Mother, is the man you're talking about my father? When are we going to see him?"

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow and smiled, stood up, took Xuan Zimo's hand and said, "Now that I've leveled up, it's time for me to leave the mountain! Let's go now!"

When she left the mountain, she didn't tell any of her contracted beasts. She simply took Mo'er's hand and quietly left. Little did she know that on the mountaintop, Xiaobai, the Deer King, Bing, Zhufengmo, and the Golden Eagle were all watching her leave.

Golden Eagle had already told them about her expression and choices after learning about the Divine Wind King's marriage.

The hearts of Xiaobai, Luwang, Bing, and Zhufengmo were filled with mixed feelings, and they didn't know what they were.

"We were just meddling," the Deer King said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Bing's gaze darkened slightly, and she said bitterly, "Actually, we could have told her sooner, and there would have been no need for this whole thing to happen."

Zhu Fengmo shook her head and said, "If this hadn't happened, how could we have come to this conclusion? If we kept bothering her in the future, causing conflict between her and Hua Qianye and making everyone unhappy, it's better to give up now and let her be free!"

"We are contracted beasts, and she is our master. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to say that we want to set her free?" Xiaobai chuckled coldly and said in a low voice, "We cannot relax until she is fully with the Divine Wind King. We must protect her."

After saying that, Xiaobai's figure flickered and followed.

Deer King, Ice, Bamboo Breeze, and Golden Eagle exchanged a glance and followed without hesitation.

Their method of concealing their movements was taught by Hua Qianye; as long as they maintained their distance, even Han Wuxie couldn't detect them.

They were conflicted about following Han Wuxie.

They knew that if the Divine Wind King was with her, they would see her smile because of him; if the Divine Wind King did not accept her, they would see her cry because of him. Neither outcome seemed to be the answer they wanted.

But we have no choice but to accept one of them, because there are only these two answers, and there is absolutely no third!

In her story, only Hua Qianye is the male protagonist; the others are just a bunch of laughable supporting characters. Once the story is over, regardless of whether the ending is happy or sad, who will remember them?

Xiao Bai's gaze gradually darkened. Would he have his own story? But in that story, she wouldn't be the female lead. Could he accept that?

He gave a bitter smile and shook his head. No matter what happens in the future, what he must do now is protect her until she truly no longer needs him!

Based on what they overheard in the restaurant, Han Wuxie led Xuan Zimo by the hand to the square where beauties were being selected.

There were eighteen women in the square who met the requirements.

This surprised Han Wuxie slightly.

Logically speaking, even if someone is a native of the God Realm and is in their early twenties, unless they possess a profound-grade divine root, it would be impossible for them to become a god within just twenty years.

Using the power of the Root of God, Han Wuxie secretly probed the divine roots of the eighteen women. Among them, only three possessed the Xuan-grade divine root, yet they were indeed only in their early twenties and all had the cultivation of a Heavenly God.

How could this happen?

He squinted and saw one of the women with top-grade divine roots take out a pill and secretly take it.

Han Wuxie's eyes cleared in an instant; it turned out that the medicine had been used to force the seedlings to grow faster!

By doing this, they will likely remain at the level of a celestial being forever. Don't these people have any regrets about becoming his women? What will their future be like if they are not chosen?

"Miss, Miss..." Mo Haifeng called her many times, but she did not respond.

"Mother!" Xuan Zimo tugged at Han Wuxie's sleeve and called out.

Han Wuxie snapped out of his daze and noticed a kind-looking old man standing before him. He asked in confusion, "Is there something you need?"

Mo Haifeng looked at Xuan Ziming blankly. The five-year-old boy was very cute, but it made him frown.

He had initially approached the woman because he saw that she possessed the cultivation of a celestial being and had a life force of only about twenty, and assumed she was there to participate in the selection of a concubine. However, he now discovered that she already had a son, suggesting she was probably not there to participate.

"Young lady, this is the place where women come to participate in the selection of the Divine Wind King's consort. May I ask what brings you here?"

Han Wuxie smiled and said, "I'm here to participate, so I should meet the requirements, right?"

Mo Haifeng paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Your age is acceptable, and your cultivation level is acceptable, but..." He gestured towards Xuan Ziming and said, "You have children."

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile, "Why can't I participate? The list didn't say that those with sons can't participate; it only mentioned the requirements for cultivation level and age, which I met!"

Mo Haifeng was slightly troubled. The list did not say that he could not have been married or have children. Shenfeng King had not made any other requirements. He only wanted a woman in her early twenties with the cultivation of a Heavenly God. But... he couldn't let a woman with a child become Shenfeng King's queen! If the Xuan family patriarch found out, wouldn't he strangle him?

When Zhou Ming saw that Mo Haifeng had not returned for a long time, he came to look for him. He found him talking to a woman who was extremely beautiful. He used his divine sense to investigate and was delighted to find that the woman actually agreed with the king's request!

He stepped forward, grabbed Han Wuxie without a second thought, and said, "Miss, are you here to participate in the imperial concubine selection? Come, come with me, the registration is over there!"

Han Wuxie smiled slightly and followed Zhou Ming. Mo Haifeng felt a bit annoyed. He wanted to remind Zhou Ming, but he couldn't spoil his mood. Strictly speaking, only three women in the past few days were truly skilled; the others were all made with drugs. Now that there was one more truly skilled woman, Zhou Ming was naturally happy. However, he was too careless and didn't even ask who the child next to her was.

After the woman finished writing down her identity and information, she sat down where the other eighteen women were. Zhou Ming looked at her back and realized that there was a child next to her at some point. He was a little confused, not knowing that this child had always been there, but he was too happy at the time to notice.

"What, you only just realized it now?" A deep, aged voice rang out.

Zhou Ming was startled, looked at Mo Haifeng behind him with a resentful expression, and said with a wry smile, "I said, you don't have to be so elusive!"

"Old buddy, you've made a big mistake today!" Mo Haifeng looked at him with sympathy and sighed.

"What's gotten into you now, you old codger! What nonsense is this? Is it any more important than choosing a concubine? What mistake could I possibly have made?"

Mo Haifeng smiled wryly and asked, "Do you know who the child next to that woman is?"

Zhou Ming said somewhat guiltily, "It might be her younger brother."

"Younger brother?" Mo Haifeng sneered, "Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming, you're really muddle-headed! You let her become a qualified candidate without even asking her clearly. How can you face the King? Do you know that child is her son? She's a woman with a child. Are you trying to make our King marry one and get one free, thus exempting him from having a son?"

"What?!" Zhou Ming's pupils widened in horror, and he stammered, "You...you...you're sure it's her child?"

Mo Haifeng nodded and smiled wryly.

"Mo Haifeng! You old bastard who only knows what's what!" Zhou Ming roared in fury, almost tearing Mo Haifeng to shreds.

Mo Haifeng took a few steps back, then said innocently, "Better late than never!"

Zhou Ming collapsed to the ground, his expression unreadable, a mix of laughter and tears. "What am I going to do now? These people will be delivered to the king today! What am I going to do?!"

Mo Haifeng sighed and said, "There are two ways. One is to drive that woman away now, which is unethical, but better than making a bigger mess! The other is for you to pray to God that our King has high standards and doesn't fancy this woman!"

"This woman is so beautiful, Wang might take a fancy to her! I choose the first option, I'll go and chase her away right away!" Zhou Ming hurriedly stood up from the ground, wanting to chase her away, but when he arrived at the place where the women were, he saw only empty chairs.

"Where...where did everyone go?" Even with his strong heart, Zhou Ming couldn't help but skip several beats in fear, almost fainting on the spot.

Mo Haifeng quickly pulled over a servant and asked with a frown, "Where have all the women here gone?"

The servant respectfully replied, "Reporting to Master Mo, all the women here have been sent to the Divine Wind Palace."

"Who told you to deliver it now? Why didn't you report it to me!" Mo Haifeng roared in anger.

The servant said tremblingly, "It was the patriarch of the Xuan family who sent someone to pick them up. That person said that they could not wait any longer and should be sent over to Shenfeng King for inspection first. If Shenfeng King was not satisfied, Elder Mo and Elder Zhou should continue to select people here. Once eighteen people are selected, they will be sent to Shenfeng King for inspection once, until Shenfeng King is satisfied."

"Eighteen people?" Zhou Ming seemed to see a glimmer of hope and asked hopefully, "Were the first eighteen people sent today? The last, nineteenth person, wasn't sent?"

The servant scratched his head in confusion and said, "They took them all. It seems that person also said something like, 'Eighteen or nineteen makes no difference, take them all.'"

Zhou Ming's figure flashed into view instantly. Mo Haifeng sighed and asked in a low voice, "Didn't the people who took them notice any children? Did they take the children too?"

"There are no children, only nineteen women," the servant replied truthfully.

"Only nineteen women?" Mo Haifeng and Zhou Ming exchanged a puzzled look and fell silent, praying in their hearts: Your Majesty, please have better judgment and don't pick that woman!

Han Wuxie followed behind the eighteen women. She had not yet obtained Xuan Minfeng's blood, so she could not let Mo'er meet him for the time being. Therefore, when someone came to take them to see the Divine Wind King, she secretly put Xuan Zimo into her ring world before entering the Divine Wind Palace alone with them.

The Divine Wind Palace is very large, and its design is surprisingly similar to the architecture in the Ring World. It seems that even without memories, habits will not change.

He shouldn't be much different from Hua Qianye!

Nineteen people stood in front of a blue gauze curtain, behind which was a familiar face.

Han Wuxie stared at him in a daze. Although they had only been apart for a few days, it felt like three autumns. He was haunted by her thoughts. Perhaps it was because they had been inseparable in the past that he had become so used to having him around, and that he felt so uncomfortable being apart.

Xuan Minfeng's gaze swept coldly over the women in front of him, his eyes initially only glancing over them briefly, but then lingering on the last person's face.

Why are those eyes gazing at me with such deep affection?

The first eighteen women also looked at him with deep affection, hoping that he would take a liking to them. You could say that their gazes were filled with infatuation, but this woman's gaze was different!

Her deep affection was a longing for someone she hadn't seen in a long time!

Is it an illusion, or... is she herself?

She looks different now than she did in her past life, so finding her will not be easy.

Deep down, she didn't trust Xuan Minxu, but he was, after all, her younger brother. So she gave him a chance to dispel her suspicions and sent him down to the Celestial Realm to inquire about the Tian family, just to see how he would treat them. And yet, he actually destroyed the Tian family! Did he really want to be unable to find his beloved, to be utterly defeated, and to remain unconscious?

After he returned to the God Realm, he sent people down to the Immortal Realm and found that the entire Tian family no longer existed. His subordinates found the Tian family members who had escaped the calamity and learned that there was a woman in the Tian family who was in her early twenties, with no spiritual roots or immortal roots, but inexplicably became an Immortal Emperor!

I was so excited when I heard the news! It was her, it had to be her!

She became an Immortal Emperor, and there's only one possibility for her to return to her body: she broke through to become an Immortal Emperor and a God, and her soul returned to the God Realm. Her body then summoned her back, which is why she awoke!

So she's in the realm of gods now!

After confirming the answer, he proposed the selection of a concubine. There are very few goddess-like women in their early twenties. As long as the news of the selection of a concubine is released, she will definitely come looking for him!

He gave Han Wuxie a deep look. Han Wuxie gently touched his chest, his heart pounding. It was him, the same face, the same eyes. He couldn't be wrong with his eyes!

Xuan Minfeng lifted the gauze curtain and stepped out. His icy demeanor made the eighteen beauties dazed, each of them staring at his handsome face in a daze.

He walked past the eighteen people indifferently, and finally stopped in front of Han Wuxie.

"What's your name?"

His voice was pleasant to hear, but it carried a hint of coldness that made people uncomfortable.

Han Wuxie looked up at him, who was much taller than her. He was no longer a soul, but a person she could touch. But she couldn't touch him. She wanted to touch his face, but he didn't remember her. If she made a move, he would think she was a lovesick girl and would hate her.

"Han Wuxie," she replied, neither humble nor arrogant.

Surname Han? Shouldn't it be Tian? Isn't it her? Xuan Minfeng frowned slightly, then closed his eyes, refusing to look at her.

He chuckled to himself: Perhaps this woman is too beautiful, which is why I mistook her for her. Her eyes are indeed affectionate, but that doesn't mean she's not acting. Hyun Min-wook, this younger brother, has been acting for so many years, and I've only just seen through him. How could I possibly be so easily fooled by a woman I've just met?

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was icy and ruthless. He turned around and sat back down in the chair behind the gauze curtain without any hesitation.

Han Wuxie couldn't understand why he was suddenly so cold. Did he hate his name?

He wouldn't be that shallow, would he? To hate someone and instantly become cold just because of a name?

He is indeed a stranger now, a complete stranger I don't understand, but I must understand him. Behind his cold exterior, there must be a gentleness just like Hua Qianye's!

A man in black robes stepped forward; this man was none other than Meng Changhe, Xuan Minfeng's most trusted subordinate.

Meng Changhe asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is there anything you're satisfied with?"

Xuan Minfeng coldly glanced at the nineteen people, his gaze lingering only briefly on Han Wuxie's face before he said indifferently, "No."

Their conversation was clearly heard by all nineteen people outside the gauze curtain.

The eighteen women became somewhat restless. They had previously kept their heads down, looking shy and occasionally casting affectionate and ambiguous glances at the Divine Wind King. Now, hearing that he had no interest in them, they wanted to seize the last opportunity to win his heart.

A delicate-looking woman boldly stepped forward and said, "My king, I wish to become your concubine, only asking to stay by your side!"

She had no way out. In order to be selected, she had taken a lot of medicinal pills, which would prevent her from ever making any progress in her cultivation. She had to hold on to this opportunity. As long as she became the woman of the Divine Wind King, even without cultivation, she would still be high above everyone else!