Genius Beast Tamer

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Xuan Minfeng looked slightly embarrassed. He staggered back a few steps, lowered his eyes, his gaze flickering between light and dark, and his face darkened.

Han Wuxie smiled gently, no longer being aggressive, but turned and walked to the bedside, looking at Xuan Ziming who was fast asleep, her face full of tender smile.

Regardless of the circumstances, the child was conceived from her own body, and the feeling of being connected to her flesh and blood is undeniable.

Hyun Min-pung turned to look at her gentle and kind smile, and his heart stirred slightly.

He longed for a warm home, a beloved woman, and their children—a simple life that would bring him the warmest family happiness in the world, a life he had never had since childhood and had longed for for so long.

A soft sigh came from behind him. Han Wuxie turned around abruptly to look at Xuan Minfeng, only to see his calm and unwavering eyes fixed on him and Xuan Zimo, his eyes flashing with a hint of longing and a hint of unrequited loss.

Meeting Han Wuxie's gaze, he looked away, a hint of self-mockery in his voice, "I've always longed for days like this."

Han Wuxie stared at him, puzzled.

He chuckled softly, his voice low and pleasant, yet slightly hoarse: "I've always longed for a gentle wife, lovely children, and a peaceful, simple life."

This dream seemed easy, yet it was also very distant. A bitter ripple appeared in Xuan Minfeng's eyes.

Han Wuxie's brows furrowed involuntarily, his eyes flickered slightly, like stars shining in the night sky, bright and dazzling, yet carrying the silence and somberness of the night, with a hint of sadness and heartache.

His past seemed to be playing out vividly before her eyes. Although she had only heard about it, like listening to a story, she shouldn't have been so emotionally invested. But because she had heard him recount it to her in person before, her expression was very calm at the time. However, she knew that beneath the calm exterior lay a violent storm. She knew that every word he spoke about the past was like rubbing salt into a sealed wound, inevitably causing excruciating pain.

His biological mother treated him like trash, and his biological father only acknowledged him for his own benefit. His past seemed devoid of any warmth, affection, or love. If it weren't for the warmth he received from his past life on the island, he might not have survived until his father came looking for him. Even if he hadn't survived jumping off the cliff, he would have surely sought an even more extreme way to die.

How much he longed for peace and warmth, but unfortunately, his birth destined him to never be peaceful.

If he hadn't died in his previous life, perhaps he could have found her and lived a peaceful life.

Thinking of this, Han Wuxie shook his head slightly. Even if he found his past life, he would not live a simple life. He was a God King with the root of a god. The Xuan family valued him so much that they would never let him live a peaceful life.

"That's wishful thinking," Han Wuxie said, unable to bear the cruelty, but it was the truth. She didn't want to give him too much hope, lest his dreams be shattered and he be utterly devastated. Without dreams, there's no reason for disappointment; she figured he understood that too.

"Yes...that's wishful thinking!" He smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with sadness, his voice low and unreadable.

Han Wuxie nodded, and though it was cruel, she still said bluntly, "You are the God King. Even if you want peace, you are destined not to be at peace, unless..." She didn't finish her sentence.

"Unless what?" For some reason, Hyun Min-pung felt that what she was saying was a glimmer of hope, and he had such confidence in this woman for some reason.

"Unless you transcend the realm of gods." Han Wuxie smiled, his eyes sparkling.

"Above the realm of gods?" Xuan Minfeng spoke slowly, as if savoring the four words. After a long while, his eyes shone with a strange light, as if a fierce flame had been ignited, and his aura instantly became arrogant.

Han Wuxie smiled admiringly, having just seen a resemblance to Hua Qianye in him—that confidence and domineering aura that captivated him.

Upon noticing a burning gaze, Xuan Minfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Wuxie. However, Han Wuxie quickly and imperceptibly concealed that admiring and adoring look, a look that had always been reserved for Hua Qianye. The person in front of him was not him.

For some reason, a slight sense of loss seemed to pass through her heart the moment her gaze returned. Xuan Minfeng frowned slightly, his voice low and cold: "Back then, when the medicine pill went wrong, you could have simply run away and didn't need to worry about me."

Han Wuxie frowned. It was just a lie she made up on the spot, but she didn't expect him to care. She thought that apart from her past life, he wouldn't care about other women.

"I'm not the kind of person who would stand by and watch someone die." She spoke calmly, her expression seemingly indifferent, as if she didn't care.

Xuan Minfeng stared intently into her eyes, as if trying to catch something, but to his disappointment, her pupils, her face, everything was calm and undisturbed.

"You risked your life to save me, how wronged you are." His low voice carried a hint of doubt.

Han Wuxie's heart sank. He was indeed not easy to fool. Perhaps it was because of Xuan Zimo's sudden appearance that the bloodline fluctuations were undeniable, catching him off guard and leaving him no time to think about the reasons. Now that he had calmed down and thought things through, he finally realized that his lies were full of loopholes.

He had indeed lied to him with a rather clumsy one, waiting for him to see through it. Unfortunately, he was too confused at the time. Although he saw through it a little late, it showed that he wasn't stupid. It was worth the effort of Hua Qianye's soul being in his body.

I didn't want to get entangled any further, and I didn't want to be a shadow of my past life. But because of Hua Qianye, I promised him that even though he had forgotten me after returning to my body, I would make him fall in love with me again. Of course, this person is Han Wuxie, not my past life.

Han Wuxie took two steps forward, her smile as beautiful as a peach blossom, dazzling to the eye. Her voice was like a gentle spring, soothing to the ear: "Your Majesty, if I said that I took liberties with you because of your handsome appearance, disregarding my so-called reputation, and was willing to spend a night of passion with you, would you believe me?"

Hyun Min-pung's body trembled. He had obviously considered many possible answers she might give, but he never expected this one.

He looked at Han Wuxie quietly, as if trying to find a clue of lies and deception in her eyes. Han Wuxie stared at him directly without flinching. There was no denying that she never tired of looking into his eyes, whether it was when he was Hua Qianye or now Xuan Minfeng. His deep blue eyes were like an ocean, unfathomable, profound and mysterious. One look was enough to make one lose oneself in his sea-blue eyes.

"Are you truly captivated by my beauty?" He approached step by step, his gaze still fixed on her.

Hearing him refer to himself as "this king" again, Han Wuxie's brow twitched involuntarily. He was indeed a capricious person; a god-king's moods were to be like this, and he should have been aware of this long ago.

Gazing into her calm, unwavering eyes, tinged with a hint of coldness, Xuan Minfeng felt a surge of anger. The woman before him was like a wild horse, stirring within him an urge to tame her. Her personality was completely different from his own. The woman he desired should be gentle and charming like her, so why did he now feel such a strong interest in this unpredictable, fiery woman? Had he truly been too lonely for too long?

Han Wuxie did not back down, letting him approach. In her opinion, Xuan Minfeng only had his past life in his heart. Even if he was interested in her now, it would only last for a moment. As long as she mentioned his past life at the right time, he would back down on his own.

Seeing that his body was almost pressed against hers, Han Wuxie raised her beautiful eyebrows and said with a hint of reproach in her voice, "Why is Your Majesty so close? Could it be that you have forgotten the woman who accompanied you on the island and want to divert your attention to me, Mo'er's mother? Actually, it is easy for Your Majesty to want a warm family and a simple and peaceful life. It is not a luxury. As long as you marry me and forget that woman, the three of us should be very happy."

Sure enough, when he heard the words "the woman who accompanied him on the island," his body stiffened abruptly, and he retreated slightly in a disheveled manner.

Han Wuxie found it quite amusing to tease him like this, and actually took the initiative to step forward, smiling sweetly, "That night, Your Majesty was without a soul, so you naturally don't know how intense your body's reaction was. How about this humble woman lets Your Majesty relive it?"

Xuan Minfeng was stunned. Before he could react, a soft, delicate hand had already climbed onto his chest. Even through his clothes, he could clearly feel the coldness of that small hand. He still didn't know what attribute her divine root was, but now it seemed that it was probably ice-attribute. Only an ice-attribute divine root could have such cool hands.

Those small hands rubbed restlessly against his chest, creating ripples in his skin. Xuan Minfeng's gaze darkened slightly. He should have loathed other women's touch, and was even somewhat of a germaphobe, so why did she feel warmth from her touch when those hands were supposed to be icy cold?

"My king, do you like it?" She raised an eyebrow and smiled, her smile slightly charming and gentle, exuding a thousand kinds of charm in that one smile.

His deep blue pupils contracted slightly as he struggled to suppress the tremor in his heart. He abruptly slapped her hand away, his voice cold and ruthless as he said, "Do you think I'm still the same person I was back then, without a soul, completely at your mercy, utterly powerless to resist?"

Han Wuxie smiled faintly. His merciless slaps left red marks on her fair, delicate hands. She merely glanced at her hands, showing no anger. If he were to continue this course of action today, she wouldn't know how to proceed. After all, she had been facing the unattainable Hua Qianye, and her understanding of relationships between men and women was still naive and inexperienced.

If he accepted all comers, people would look down on him. But his cold rejection now caused a hint of admiration to flash in the depths of Han Wuxie's eyes.

"Stay away from me." Xuan Minfeng glared coldly at the woman who was still pressed against him.

Han Wuxie still smiled faintly, taking a step back without changing his expression. The two maintained a distance of one step between them, seemingly very close, yet also very far, just like their hearts, which were neither close nor far apart. They could have gotten closer, but because of certain obsessions in their hearts, they maintained an appropriate distance.

Silence fell over them; neither of them spoke, and they simply stood there quietly.

After a long silence, Han Wuxie finally couldn't contain himself any longer and asked curiously, "If you were to wait for that woman's reincarnation, but this reincarnated person had a personality you didn't like, and was very different from her previous life, would you still be so infatuated, accepting her regardless of good or bad?"

Hyun Min-pung was taken aback; he had never even considered this question before.

If we're talking about reincarnation, it will always be her; no matter how many transformations occur, there shouldn't be much change.

However, it doesn't mean that it's entirely impossible. If she becomes ruthless, domineering, willful, cruel, and heartless because of her environment, that's not the kind of person she wants.

This question stumped him. His brows furrowed tightly, and for a long time, he was at a loss for how to answer. In the end, all he could do was let out a long sigh.

Han Wuxie's lips curled into a seductive smile as he chuckled, "Is it hard to answer? Or do you already have the answer in your heart, but simply dare not say it?"

Xuan Minfeng's gaze turned irritated, and he said with a hint of hostility in his voice, "This is none of your business."

"Indeed!" Han Wuxie nodded with a smile, "But you're meddling in my Mo'er's affairs. As his mother, I must understand that if the person you've been waiting for is cruel and petty, then she certainly won't tolerate my Mo'er. I can't let my Mo'er suffer the mistreatment of a stepmother—"

Xuan Minfeng interrupted sharply, "Impossible, she wouldn't—"

Han Wuxie interrupted mercilessly, "What's impossible? Memories of the past life are gone in this one; love in the past life is forgotten in this one! Besides, what about character? Environment shapes everything! Whether it's good or bad, even you, the God-King, can't predict it!"

Xuan Minfeng fell silent, unsure how to refute. He truly knew nothing about her in this life. If he could awaken her divine memories, perhaps he could learn what happened when his divine soul accompanied her. But he simply lacked the power now, having paid a heavy price for saving a wisp of her divine soul. Without the old man's rescue, he would likely have long since vanished.

Seeing his somber expression, Han Wuxie chuckled and said, "I was just joking with you, Your Majesty. There's no need to be so tense and troubled! The woman you deeply love, even though she's been forced by circumstances to become a ruthless killer, her soul remains pure and flawless! With Your Majesty's protection, and by creating a new environment for her, even the coldest woman would likely be melted by your tenderness! In that case, how could she not tolerate a child as lovely as Mo'er? Besides, Your Majesty naturally has ways to make Mo'er forget me. She'll be Mo'er's mother, spared the pain of childbirth, and unexpectedly gain a big, healthy son. I think she'd be more than happy about that!"

"Aren't you sad?" Xuan Minfeng suddenly became curious. If Mo'er really forgot about her as her mother, wouldn't she be sad?

Han Wuxie raised his head, his calm, deep eyes fixed on him, his voice both questioning and certain: "Does the King care about my feelings?"

Her cold, deep gaze seemed to tell her that she already knew the answer; she didn't care about her at all, nor did she care about her pain of losing her son.

Hyun Min-poong's heart clenched; he didn't want to build his happiness on someone else's suffering.

"To be honest, will you feel bad?" He emphasized his tone, which had a domineering quality.

"Does the King want me to suffer, or not? Will my answer change your decision?" Han Wuxie smiled, a smile as beautiful as a hundred flowers in bloom, so captivating that it could easily steal the soul of anyone who looked at her. It was so charming, so alluring.

Hyun Min-pung felt a hint of disdain in her beautiful smile. Was she mocking him for meddling?

Why should I care about her? Just as she said, whether she's sad or not won't change my decision, will it?

Even if she didn't want to leave Mo'er behind, he wouldn't let her take Mo'er away, after all, Mo'er was his own child. Even if she didn't want to leave Mo'er and wanted to stay, he wouldn't let her stay. Because he had someone he was waiting for, and couldn't tolerate the presence of another person.

Perhaps she won't be sad at all; for her, losing Mo'er might be better! It would actually be a relief! For an unmarried woman like her, Mo'er only brought her burdens and troubles! If Mo'er were gone, many outstanding people would likely show her their favor, and she would be happier than she is now!

Seeing the changes and relief in Xuan Minfeng's eyes, Han Wuxie sneered, as if seeing through his thoughts, and said coldly, "Your Majesty, you should already know the answer without me having to. Just as you would leave your own offspring to protect and cherish, how could I, as a mother, bear to be separated from my own children? Don't think that just because you were disliked by your mother when you were a child, all mothers in the world don't care about their children and can be easily abandoned! If Mo'er were just an infant today, perhaps it would be easier for me to abandon him, but he is already a five-year-old child, he can jump and make noise, and he can sweetly call me 'Mother.' It's not something you can just let go of!"

Xuan Minfeng froze, realizing that she had indeed been negligent. Mo'er was not an infant, and the five years of relationship between them could not be ignored. If she really thought that keeping Mo'er by her side was a burden and a nuisance, and wanted to find a good man to marry, she could have thrown the child away long ago. Why bring the child to five years old?

After a long silence, Xuan Minfeng spoke slowly, uttering a cold question: "What compensation do you want?"

"Compensation?" Han Wuxie smiled knowingly, shook his head, and raised an eyebrow with disdain in his eyes as he coldly asked, "What can you compensate me for?"

"Apart from the position of Princess Consort," Xuan Minfeng said thoughtfully, "anything else is acceptable."

Han Wuxie narrowed his bewitching eyes, smiling like a cunning and seductive fox, and said in a playful and clear voice, "It's normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. I don't need to be a princess."

The meaning is clear: I'll be your concubine, I'll just stay by your side. Didn't you say you'd accept anything but the title of princess? Well then, I don't want the title of princess, I'll take the position of concubine, that shouldn't be too difficult, right?

Han Wuxie was already perfectly clear-headed and knew that he would never agree! Now, she was just stirring up trouble because she didn't like him and was seizing on the loopholes in his words.

Unexpectedly, Hyun Min-pung began to ponder this question.

Han Wuxie thought he would refuse without hesitation, but he didn't expect that this guy would actually think about this issue!

Han Wuxie watched coldly, but his heart inexplicably became unsettled. If he agreed, then his feelings wouldn't be devoted. He clearly had such deep affection for his past life; shouldn't he have rejected him outright? Why was he even considering it?

She was actually very conflicted and ridiculous. She wanted him to hold onto the feelings from their past life, to be devoted and affectionate, but she also wanted him to fall in love with her, to truly love her Han Wuxie, not the Han Wuxie from their past life.

It seems that no answer is the best answer to this difficult problem!

Han Wuxie sighed inwardly, thinking that every woman would have such greed, wouldn't she? Hoping for pure, flawless, devoted, and deep love. But for him, with the complexities of past and present lives, it was destined to be a contradictory matter.

Amidst conflicting thoughts, I heard his deep, clear voice beside me: "I really hope that you are her."

Han Wuxie was taken aback, then came to his senses and sneered, "Are you saying you hope I'm the reincarnation of the woman you like?"

"Yes." Xuan Minfeng nodded, revealing his longing without any attempt to hide it, and said, "You make my heart flutter. This feeling is something I've never experienced before."

"Don't you love the woman who accompanies you on the island?" Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, his gaze seemingly carrying a hint of danger.

Xuan Minfeng smiled faintly and said, "Love? I don't dare to hope for that kind of thing. I only know that I've gotten used to her and can't lose her. Perhaps in the past, the relationship between us was just about being companions on the island, a pure and innocent childhood friendship. That feeling of passionate love never even existed. Even when she left the island, we were only in our early teens then, perhaps we didn't even understand what love was. But that companionship had become a habit, and we couldn't do without each other. So if she doesn't want it, I will absolutely not allow any other woman to interfere in our relationship."

Han Wuxie's mocking smile stiffened slightly. If he answered that he should stay, Han Wuxie would look down on him. If he answered that he couldn't stay, Han Wuxie would find it laughable that Han Wuxie was his past self, yet Han Wuxie couldn't recognize him and even wanted to drive him away. But the answer Han Wuxie gave him now was the best, and indeed the best answer to resolve all the conflicts.

He was attracted to her because she was Han Wuxie, and he was attracted to Han Wuxie. This was what she wanted.

He remained devoted to his past life, and although he was moved, he couldn't take that step because he was used to his past life. This was also the answer he wanted.

Han Wuxie's stiff smile instantly transformed into a clean and pure smile like a carefree flower. She chuckled and said, "You are a very good man."

Upon hearing this praise, Xuan Minfeng looked slightly bewildered, then shook his head and smiled wryly, "It's more like a stubborn fool."

"Actually, there's also the element of habit in love. You love her too, but for me, it's just a fleeting infatuation. As long as I suppress it, I'll forget about it quickly." Han Wuxie still smiled beautifully, her voice deep and resonant.

Xuan Minfeng looked at her with slight surprise. Seeing her smiling, he didn't understand why she was like this. He said in a low voice, "I'm telling you indirectly that I can't give you the answer you want. Only by finding her can I understand my own heart and give you the right answer."

Han Wuxie waved his hand and said with a carefree smile, "That's enough."

"What do you mean?" Hyun Min-pung felt a sense of uncertainty, his eyes dimming as he said in a low voice, "You want to leave?"

Han Wuxie reached out and ruffled Xuan Zimo's hair, smiling slightly, "I have my pride. Even if you answer and ask me to stay, I won't stay! I won't choose to share a husband with someone else."

Xuan Minfeng stiffened, then said in a deep voice, "You yourself said that it's normal for men to have multiple wives and concubines, but now—"

Han Wuxie turned his gaze, looking at him with amusement, and said, "I did say that men have three wives and four concubines, that's just how the world is, but that doesn't mean I can accept it."

Xuan Minfeng's expression turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "Were you testing me earlier?"

Han Wuxie smiled calmly, offering no excuses, and nodded, saying, "Yes."

"Why are you testing me?" Hyun Min-pung's gaze gradually turned ruthless.

"It's just something women are naturally inclined to do!" Han Wuxie replied simply.

"Is it natural for women to ask strange questions to test a man's heart?" Xuan Minfeng's expression grew even more gloomy and cold.

Han Wuxie toyed with a lock of long hair, his smile wicked as he said, "Actually, what I'm more curious about is, when exactly did the King feel that he was attracted to me, and why?"

Xuan Minfeng involuntarily took a step back, his gaze somewhat flustered and confused. Her smile? Her eyes? When exactly did it happen? Perhaps during the selection of concubines, when his gaze fell upon her among the nineteen women and he asked her name, he felt something strange and special. If that was love at first sight, then it must have been love at first sight for him, right?

Seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, Han Wuxie seemed to be losing interest in the answer. She stretched and said, "Your Majesty, you will probably still choose a concubine tomorrow, right? Until you find her, you will meet many nice women. Perhaps the feelings you have for me, Han Wuxie, today will be for someone else tomorrow."

"Are you mocking me?" Xuan Minfeng felt increasingly uneasy about what he was being said, as if he were being ridiculed for being a womanizer who would fall for any attractive woman.

Han Wuxie tossed aside the lock of long hair she had been playing with. As the hair fluttered, her smile became even more alluring and seductive. She raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying, "Your Majesty, whether what I say is true or not, you can judge for yourself." She suddenly turned around, her voice low and deep, and said, "Take good care of Mo'er."

After saying that, she turned and walked out the door without looking back.

Xuan Minfeng subconsciously reached out and held her tightly, feeling a deep reluctance in his heart.

Han Wuxie looked down at his hand, which was tightly gripping hers, and smiled gently. "What is Your Majesty doing? I'll be leaving sooner or later. Since Your Majesty already has feelings for me, you should keep your distance from me and send me away sooner. If these feelings deepen and the person you've been waiting for returns, won't you be caught in a dilemma? Right now, you've only felt a slight stirring of your heart, so you've let go!"

Hyun Min-poong's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He was so reluctant to let go!

She's only met today, so why, why am I so reluctant to let her go?

How can I face "her" like this?

Is it really because he's been lonely for so long that any woman can easily enter his heart?

Perhaps, as she said, when she meets the new batch of candidates for the imperial concubine selection tomorrow, she will find one she likes.

There are a hundred kinds of women, a hundred kinds of personalities, and there will always be a personality that you like. She is just one of them. As she said, she was just attracted to her now, and she has let go. If she is stubborn, she will be even more unable to let go in the future!

"Your Majesty?" Han Wuxie squinted at him, chuckling softly, "If you don't let go, I really won't leave. Are you sure you really won't let go?"

Hyun Min-pung frowned deeply, and finally, his fingers loosened little by little, choosing to let go.

Han Wuxie glanced at him indifferently, feeling a strange mix of emotions. It was a bittersweet feeling, two completely opposite sensations intertwined and spread throughout his body.

Finally, the complex smell made her unable to look at his final expression. She felt so uncomfortable that she had an urge to cry. She strode away and only when she was far away from the Divine Wind Palace did the strange smell lingering in her body gradually fade away.

My leaving was simply to give him time to see his own heart clearly.

If he is truly attracted to me, is it because he has been lonely for too long, or because I am similar to him in my past life?

Perhaps if he were given a month to see the beautiful women being chosen as concubines every day, he would understand that his feelings for her were not just a fleeting attraction, because he certainly wouldn't feel that way about other women!

A graceful smile curved Han Wuxie's lips as he walked away without looking back, his steps becoming lighter.

Standing before the window of the highest floor of the Divine Wind Palace, Xuan Minfeng's gaze gradually dimmed. Knowing that figure had vanished into the distance, he felt as if he had lost something, and subconsciously touched his chest. After a long while, he forced a bitter smile, his eyes filled with guilt, and murmured to himself, "Miao'er, what should I do? I've actually fallen in love with someone else. Am I really fickle? Even though I have you in my heart, I can still make room for someone else. Is it because I have that man's blood in my veins, the blood of that man who frequented brothels in the mortal realm, that I'm just as fickle as him? I've never hated myself so much! Where are you? If I find you, if I find you first, and then encounter Han Wuxie, will I not even glance at her?"

Early the next morning.

Xuan Ziming rubbed his eyes, his sleepy gaze falling on Xuan Minfeng, who was guarding the bedside.

"Father, you're up so early!" Xuan Zimo smiled sweetly, his smile like a pure white peony, exuding a noble air yet retaining a pure white purity.

Little did he know that since Han Wuxie left, Xuan Minfeng had been sitting there all night without closing his eyes.

Xuan Minfeng's gaze was slightly vacant. He slowly shifted his gaze to his son's pure and noble smile, his mood calming down slightly. He forced a smile and said in a low, gentle voice, "Mo'er, you got up very early. What do you want to do today? Where do you want to go?"

Xuan Ziming blinked his bright eyes and said with a grin, "I want to go to many places to play. Will Daddy take me?"

Xuan Minfeng reached out and affectionately ruffled his hair, nodding and saying, "Father will naturally accompany you."

Xuan Zimo cheered, but then suddenly looked around as if searching for something.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Minfeng asked, frowning.

Xuan Ziming pouted, looking a little sullen, and said, "I want my parents to play with me. Where did Mommy go?"

Xuan Minfeng's gaze darkened. After Han Wuxie left, he cast a spell on Xuan Zimo on the bed, erasing his memories of Han Wuxie from the past five years. Why does he still remember?

Xuan Ziming jumped off the bed and walked around barefoot on the floor, trying to go outside. Xuan Minfeng grabbed him and kept holding him until he dressed and put on his shoes before putting him down.

Xuan Ziming didn't appreciate it at all and kept resisting, shouting that he wanted his mother to put on clothes and shoes.

Xuan Minfeng frowned deeply. He couldn't have made a mistake in his spell, so what was going on? Perhaps he didn't remember Han Wuxie, but he longed for a mother from the bottom of his heart, which was why he was like this!

Thinking of this, Xuan Minfeng's expression softened slightly, and his voice became gentler as he comforted her, "Father will help you find Mother. You stay here obediently and don't run around. If we find your mother but you're still missing, Father won't be able to explain it to her."

Xuan Ziming looked at Xuan Minfeng with extreme suspicion. This look puzzled Xuan Minfeng. How could a five-year-old child have such a sharp gaze and be so wary of people?

Xuan Ziming's face fell instantly. He could sense that his mother was no longer in the Divine Wind Palace and had gone to a very far place.

Seeing that the little guy had stopped fussing, Xuan Minfeng breathed a slight sigh of relief, patted his head, and comforted him, "Daddy's going to find your mother. You wait here."

Xuan Zimo nodded. He didn't know why his mother had left him alone here, but he was certain that his mother would come looking for his father again. By staying here, he would surely be able to sense his mother's arrival.

Before leaving the room, Xuan Minfeng glanced back at Xuan Ziming with some unease. Seeing him sitting obediently, he finally felt relieved and left.

Just as I stepped into the courtyard, an elderly man with a sage-like air and a smiling face approached me.

"Feng'er!" The old man laughed even more heartily when he saw Xuan Minfeng.

"Ancestor?" Xuan Minfeng never expected that the Xuan family ancestor, who had been in seclusion, would come to find him today.

Xuan Hong laughed heartily. Although he seemed to be an otherworldly and detached immortal, with a youthful face and white hair, and an elegant temperament, his smile and personality were straightforward, and he had a bit of the playful nature of an old man.

"Feng'er, I heard you chose your consorts yesterday. Did you find one you were satisfied with?"

Xuan Minfeng's lips twitched slightly. He was the one who sent people to speed up the selection of concubines, but now it was being said by him as if he had heard about it!

Xuan Minfeng impassively suppressed his annoyance and said calmly, "There are two nice names. Keep them as maids and observe them for a while."

"A maidservant?" Xuan Hong curled his lip, giving a disrespectful sidelong glance, and said, "You brat, you wouldn't be keeping her as a bedchamber maidservant, would you?"

Hyun Min-pung's lips twitched again, as if he had never felt anything other than frustration when facing this old man.

"I'm not that kind of person," he said in a low voice, his eyes showing impatience and displeasure.

Xuan Hong gave an awkward smile, scratching his head. "That's true, you've always been so virtuous!" He sighed deeply, his gaze turning mournful, his voice filled with frustration. "If only you weren't so virtuous, I'd have countless great-great-grandchildren to hold!"

Xuan Minfeng's lips twitched again. He rolled his eyes at Xuan Hong and chose to remain silent.

Xuan Hong sighed again and muttered, "Since you think her name is nice, just take her as a concubine. Stop observing her, what's there to observe!"

Hyun Min-pung's lips twitched once more, and he lifted his foot to leave.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Hong followed closely behind, chattering on and on: "I heard that Mo Haifeng and Zhou Ming have found quite a few beauties for you again, and many more will be sent in today. How about I give you my advice?"

Hyun Min-pung sneered inwardly. "You've already followed me like this, how can I say no? Even if I did, you'd still keep following, wouldn't you?"

Seeing that Xuan Minfeng remained silent, Xuan Hong laughed heartily and said, "Boy, if you don't speak, I'll take that as a yes!" He suddenly smiled somewhat sinisterly and said, "My eye for talent is impeccable; I'll definitely pick the best for you!" He chuckled strangely and muttered under his breath, "Great! The day I can hold my great-great-great-grandson is getting closer and closer!"

Xuan Minfeng snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction, and quickened his pace.

Xuan Hong followed with some difficulty, complaining angrily, "You brat, are you trying to kill me with exhaustion?!"

Xuan Minfeng glanced coldly at Xuan Hong, and finally said in a low voice, "You can keep up with my divine power, it's just that you're unwilling to use it."

Xuan Minfeng still doesn't know Xuan Hong's cultivation level. The biggest reason is that the old man always keeps it hidden. In his presence, the old man never uses his divine power. However, the fact that the old man has lived to this day means he must already be a God-King.

Xuan Hong said wearily, "You brat, when you reach my age and haven't broken through for many years, you'll know how precious divine power is, and you certainly won't use it recklessly."

Xuan Minfeng sneered and said in a low voice, "Are there really levels above the God-King?"

Xuan Hong frowned and shook his head, saying, "I don't know."

"Do you really not know?" Hyun Min-pung slowed his pace slightly, but his voice carried a sense of pressure.

Xuan Hong sighed and said with a wry smile, "You brat dare to be so disrespectful to me. If it were that kid Xuan Minxu, he would be extremely respectful and obedient to me."

"So I am not him," Hyun Min-pung said coldly.

Xuan Hong was taken aback, then laughed even more heartily, "Our Xuan family's children should be like you—domineering, arrogant, ruthless, and haughty! That's what my offspring should be like! Xuan Minxu—" He shook his head regretfully and said softly, "He's never as good as you. That's why you are the current head of the Xuan family and the master of the Divine Wind Palace, not him."

Xuan Minfeng shook his head slightly and said, "I'm afraid even the ancestor misjudged. Now he is also a God-King, and during the time I was unconscious, he handled the Xuan family and the Divine Wind Palace very well."

Xuan Hong's smile faded, and he seemed preoccupied, saying, "Without the root of divinity, to become a god-king at such a young age is indeed beyond my expectations. However, some things are too unexpected, and there's probably something fishy going on. It's not as simple as it seems. I don't want anyone in the Xuan family to be so eager for quick success that they lose sight of the bigger picture. So, he's still not as good as you."

Xuan Minfeng glanced at Xuan Hong indifferently, but said nothing more.

Xuan Hong seemed to remember something, frowned, looked around, and said in a low, puzzled voice, "Logically speaking, once I appear, that brat Xuan Minxu should definitely pretend to bump into me! It's strange today, why didn't he show up?"

Upon hearing Xuan Hong's words, "pretend to bump into each other," Xuan Minfeng's lips curled into a slight smile. It turned out that the old man had already seen through Xuan Minxu's kind exterior.