Genius Beast Tamer

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Han Xingyu raised an eyebrow and smiled, exuding a captivating charm with a touch of devilish allure. Her voice was wicked as she said, "Then when your father finds a partner, I'll give you names like Han Zhufeng!"

Upon hearing this, Han Tianci glanced coldly at Han Xingyu and sneered, "All you know is how to copy me!"

"No, no! I'm not copying you, I'm just copying my mother!" Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze shimmering, her thoughts drifting. She remembered that her Ghost Doctor Uncle had said that her mother's real name was Jiang Xing. Her own name was a combination of her mother's and her father's names. The "Xing" in Jiang Xing and the "Yu" in Han Yu, hence the name Xingyu.

The boy in white and the girl in red exchanged a glance, then both lowered their heads in disappointment. Their forlorn eyes seemed to be accusing: By the time Daddy finds a partner, who knows how old we'll be! Are we going to have to carry the names Little Red and Little White on our shoulders until we grow up?

Seeing the two children's extremely mournful and forlorn eyes, Han Xingyu seemed to understand the meaning in their eyes. He stepped forward and violently gave each of them a flick on the forehead, then said with a wicked smile, "What? You think your father can't find a woman? Are you looking down on your father?"

The boy in white and the girl in red covered their heads at the same time, leaning against Han Wuxie with extremely pitiful expressions. Although they had only just met Han Wuxie, they knew that this aunt would protect them.

Han Wuxie looked at the tears welling up in the children's eyes and felt a pang of heartache. He took their two chubby little hands and said with some annoyance, "Xingyu, it's not good to hit people. They're still young."

Han Xingyu curled her lip, glanced at the two little ones, and said in a low voice, "Their heads are hard. A few hits won't hurt at all." You two little brats, you sure know how to ask for help! You know I'm afraid of Sister Wuxie, yet you still ask her for help! Just wait until I get back, I'll deal with you!

The boy in white and the girl in red seemed to understand the threat in Han Xingyu's eyes, and they both shrank back and hid behind Han Wuxie.

Han Xingyu was somewhat amused and exasperated. She naturally understood Xingyu's temperament; having two little children following her around for no reason would inevitably make her feel irritable at times. Although these two children were born from the Root of God and wouldn't feel pain from a simple chestnut, they were still children who wanted to be loved and didn't want to face their fierce father.

"Xingyu, perhaps it's just as you said, once you have a partner, you'll have love. If that person likes them, you'll also love them because of that person," Han Wuxie said meaningfully.

Han Xingyu pouted, somewhat sullenly, and said, "Since Sister Wuxie is protecting them, I naturally wouldn't dare to touch these two little things! Their names will remain Xiaobai and Xiaohong!"

"Daddy!" The little girl in red finally stood up and bravely protested, "I don't want this name, it's so old-fashioned!"

"Ouch!" Han Xingyu saw her fierce glare at him, but instead of being angry, he found it amusing. If these two little ones had remained so weak and timid, he really wouldn't have wanted to admit they were his children. But now, things were getting interesting! He didn't earn his "devil" title for nothing; if these two children didn't have a devilish nature, they wouldn't be able to stay with him!

"Uncool? Isn't Xiao Hong supposed to be cheerful?" Han Xingyu smiled knowingly.

The little girl in red frowned slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but the little boy in white squeezed her hand, seemingly to stop her from speaking.

The little girl in red seemed to be venting her anger on the little boy, shaking off his hand and huffing, "Brother, don't stop me! You always tell me to be good and obedient so that Father will like us! But even though we're being so good, Father has never truly liked us! Little Red and Little White, those are names for little girls, for servants! He treats us like two little shadows, like maids and servants! I don't want these lousy names! If he doesn't want me, I'll leave! It's not like I can't survive on my own in this world! I don't even want to be the head of the gods in the Root of Gods world!"

Listening to the little girl's rant, the little boy in white hesitated for a moment, but then took her hand again. The little girl thought he was going to try to persuade her again and tried to shake him off, but the little boy said calmly and maturely, "If you don't want this name, then we won't have this name. Wherever you go, your brother will go."

The little girl in red was slightly taken aback, then smiled brightly, her sweet smile quite adorable. She nodded vigorously and said, "Then let's go now! I don't want this annoying daddy!"

The little boy in white looked back at Han Xingyu with some reluctance. Seeing that Han Xingyu seemed stunned, he sighed softly and said, "Alright then, if you don't want this father, then I don't want him either."

Han Xingyu seemed stunned, and it took her a long time to come to her senses. With a swift movement, she blocked the path of the two.

The little girl in red looked at the person blocking her way, and without calling him "Daddy," she said, "Uncle, move aside, don't block the way!"

"Uncle?" Han Xingyu blinked his beautiful phoenix eyes, finding it amusing: No wonder she's a child with demonic roots, this little girl is definitely not a kind person!

The little boy in white sighed and said, "Excuse me, sir."

"This one?" Han Xingyu finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at!" the little girl shouted angrily. Seeing that Han Xingyu wouldn't move aside, she stepped forward, raised her little foot, and tried to stomp on Han Xingyu's foot.

Han Xingyu suddenly pulled her foot back, and the little girl missed her footing. But she didn't stop there and raised her foot again, trying to kick her.

Han Xingyu appeared behind the little girl in a flash, grabbed her, and said with a wicked smile, "Little thing, you've got some temper! You were so obedient before, I thought you were all weak and had no temper!"

The little girl was being pulled in mid-air and angrily wanted to get down, but she couldn't break free. She looked pleadingly at the little boy in white. The little boy hesitated. He definitely didn't want to attack his father, but his little sister looked pitiful being pulled like that by him.

The little boy in white gritted his teeth, jumped up, and tried to save the little girl. He made a claw shape with one hand to grab her, while his other hand formed a fist and punched hard at Han Xingyu's devilishly handsome face. Judging from his strength and stance, if Han Xingyu's face was hit, he would probably be ugly for several months.

Han Xingyu's lips curled into a beautiful, slanted smile. With a slight movement of her feet, she dodged the little boy's attack and reappeared behind him, grabbing him with her other hand.

Han Xingyu held the little girl and the little boy in her hands, and the two children couldn't get off no matter how hard they tried.

"You're quite stubborn!" Han Xingyu's laughter suddenly became clear and gentle, as if carrying a hint of warmth. "But this is what makes me, Han Xingyu, so resilient! I don't like that weak and obedient child from the past!"

The little girl and the little boy froze slightly, exchanged a glance, and saw surprise and a hint of joy in each other's eyes.

Han Xingyu flicked her wrist, hooking her arms around the two children, one on each side, and said with a rare bright smile, "Not bad, not bad, I like it! Now I can give you two good names, you deserve good names!"

The little girl in red seemed not to have realized what was happening. Hadn't she just said in a fit of anger that she didn't want her father and wanted to leave? How did things suddenly turn out like this?

The little boy in white recovered quickly and sighed, "Little sister, it seems I was overthinking it. We just need to be ourselves; there's no need to pretend to be well-behaved."

The little girl in red instantly understood. So, her father didn't like her because she was too obedient and fake! She glared angrily at the little boy and said, "You brat! I told you, I'm not a good girl, I don't need to pretend! You insisted that if I didn't pretend, Dad would kick me out! Now you see, pretending to be a good girl makes me less likable!"

A slight bitterness appeared on the corner of the little boy's mouth, but he couldn't utter a word in rebuttal, looking at his domineering and fierce sister with a hint of apology.

Han Wuxie watched the farce unfold and couldn't help but shake his head. So, she really is Xingyu's child! It seems the title of "Little Devil" already has an heir!

Han Xingyu finally found the two little children adorable and endearing. A wicked glint appeared in his eyes as he raised an eyebrow and looked at the little girl in red, asking, "Little one, what kind of flower do you like?"

"Flowers?" The little girl was puzzled, then looked at the rose on her father's clothes. Her eyes flickered with a hint of joy, but she quickly looked away, shook her head, and said softly, "I don't like flowers."

Seeing the little thing looking at the rose on her clothes, seemingly quite fond of it, she never expected the answer the little thing would give her.

Han Xingyu became somewhat curious and asked, "Why don't you like flowers? You're just a young girl; don't all girls like flowers?"

"The flowers are too delicate, I don't like them," the little girl suddenly declared haughtily. "I won't be like everyone else!"

Han Xingyu's eyes lit up, a smile of approval appeared on her lips, and she nodded, saying, "Indeed, flowers are too delicate! How can my daughter be like others!"

Hearing her father say, "How can my daughter be like others!" the little girl felt a surge of excitement. Is this what it feels like to have her father's affection? It's really not bad!

Seeing the smile in his sister's eyes, the little boy also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled gently.

Han Xingyu turned to look at the boy in white and asked, "What kind of weapon do you like?"

The little boy in white didn't understand why his father was asking him this. He frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "I don't need weapons, and I don't particularly like any. All weapons are the same; it depends on the user. If the user is incompetent, even the best weapon is a waste. Besides, I think no weapon can compare to myself."

Han Xingyu couldn't help but look at him in a new light because of this answer, and smiled, "Not bad, not bad! As expected of my son!"

The little boy in white blushed, finally understanding why his sister was so happy. It turned out that getting his father's approval made him feel so good!

Han Zhufeng, who was standing next to Han Tianci, subconsciously moved closer to Han Tianci, looking slightly embarrassed and as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Han Tianci noticed his unusual behavior and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Han Zhufeng tugged at Han Tianci's sleeve, signaling him to squat down.

Han Tianci crouched down slightly, and Han Zhufeng leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Father, I think I'm sick!"

"Is he sick?" Han Tianci seemed a little nervous. He reached out to take his pulse and felt that his pulse was beating very fast. He said with some confusion, "Zhu Feng, calm down, otherwise your father will not be able to take your pulse accurately."

Han Zhufeng's face flushed crimson, and he touched his chest, saying, "Father, my heart is beating so fast, I can't calm down at all! Am I seriously ill? When I see that little girl, I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my chest!"

Upon hearing this, Han Tianci's face turned deathly pale, and he looked at Han Zhufeng with the eyes of someone looking at a monster. Wasn't that how he felt when he first saw Feng Wu?

Han Tianci looked at the little girl in red being held by Han Xingyu and felt a chill run down his spine. Of all the people his own child could have chosen, why did he have to fall for that wicked child of Han Xingyu! That little girl doesn't seem like someone to be trifled with; she'll definitely be corrupted by that Han Xingyu! Won't Zhu Feng be controlled by a shrew in the future?

"Father?" Han Zhufeng tugged at Han Tianci's sleeve. Seeing that he didn't answer, he thought he really had some serious illness and asked anxiously, "I won't die, will I?"

Han Tianci snapped out of his daze and, upon hearing Zhu Feng's words, his lips twitched involuntarily. He smiled bitterly and said, "He won't die." In his mind, he added: "You've taken a liking to that Han Xingyu guy's daughter; you'll probably suffer worse than death in the future!"

Han Zhufeng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that she's not dead." His gaze then fell on the little girl, and he touched his chest, asking in confusion, "But why is your heart beating so fast?"

Han Tianci shook his head with a wry smile, patted Han Zhufeng's little shoulder and said, "You'll understand when you grow up, don't overthink it now!"

"Oh." Han Zhufeng nodded as if he understood, but he still believed Han Tianci's words. His father said he would understand when he grew up, so he didn't want to think about it now.

Han Xingyu held her two children, frowned for a long time, and finally sighed deeply.

If the little girl likes flowers, then it's easy to come up with a name. Just find a nice-sounding flower name, borrow it, and that's it.

If the little one likes weapons, then it's easy to come up with a name; just use a homonym for "weapon" and it'll be fine.

Now, while I am very satisfied with the answers from these two children, the names have become a source of distress!

Seeing the pleading look in Han Xingyu's eyes, Han Wuxie smiled playfully, stepped forward, hugged the cute little girl, and pinched her rosy cheeks, saying, "You like red, that's why you're wearing red, right?"

The little girl nestled gently in Han Wuxie's arms. Han Wuxie's body was cool and carried the scent of snow, which the little girl liked very much, and naturally, she liked this aunt even more because of it.

"Yes," the little girl replied sweetly.

Han Wuxie smoothed the stray strands of hair from the little girl's forehead and said with a doting smile, "Since you like red, why don't you like the nickname 'Little Red'?"

The little girl pouted instantly, looking aggrieved, and said, "I want a three-character name. I actually really like the character 'Hong' (红), but a single 'Hong' (红) name is really old-fashioned."

Seeing the little girl's rapid change of expression, Han Wuxie couldn't help but find it amusing. He put on a bright smile and said gently, "Even if you don't like flowers, you must have something you like. What do you like?"

The little girl's eyes darted around for a moment, then she hooked her arm around Han Wuxie's neck and said with a grin, "I love Auntie's sweet scent! I love Auntie!"

"Sycophant!" Han Zhufeng blurted out.

The sound was faint, but the little girl heard it clearly, and immediately a murderous glare shot towards Han Zhufeng.

Han Zhufeng involuntarily took a step back, looking at the little girl's adorable appearance in disbelief, and then turned fierce.

He now deeply regrets his impulsive words and his inability to control his tongue!

Han Wuxie couldn't help but find it amusing. She didn't want the little girl to have a falling out with Zhu Feng, although she herself had just wanted to call her a "little bootlicker"!

Han Wuxie pinched the little girl's rosy cheeks and continued to steer the conversation towards her name, asking, "Besides liking me, is there anything else you like? If you don't like flowers, is there any animal you like?"

Before the little girl could answer, the boy in white replied, "My sister likes the Red Phoenix! Because it's red, belongs to the Phoenix race, and is the head of the white birds, so my sister likes it!"

The little girl rolled her eyes at him, seemingly annoyed that he had spoken up. Feeling quite displeased, as if her secret had been exposed, she blurted out, "Brother likes white jade!"

"White jade? Red phoenix!" Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow at Han Xingyu, who instantly understood and chuckled, "Sister Wuxie always has a way!"

Han Xingyu put down the little boy in white and smiled, "From now on, your name will be Han Baiyu."

Han Wuxie put down the little girl in red and smiled, "I think your father should decide to name you Han Hongluan."

"I don't like it." The girl in red shook her head uncooperatively, muttering, "Han Hongluan is such a tongue twister!"

The little boy in white cooperated perfectly with the little girl, his face showing utter disgust as he said, "Cold white jade, Han white jade, that doesn't sound good at all!"

Han Wuxie's expression darkened slightly, and Han Xingyu couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of her sister Wuxie's embarrassed appearance.

Han Wuxie turned and left, choosing to ignore these two troublesome children! As expected of Han Xingyu's children, they were all difficult little rascals!

Han Wuxie walked to Han Tianci's side and said in a low voice, "Tianci, your sister has something to ask you."

Understanding that his sister wanted to ask him a question alone, Han Tianci patted Han Zhufeng's head and said, "You play here for a while. Father and Aunt have things to do."

Before Han Zhufeng could even shake his head, he had already left with Han Wuxie.

As soon as Han Tianci left, Han Zhufeng felt a murderous gaze fixed on him. He turned his head and found the little girl glaring at him fiercely, as if she was still holding a grudge.

Han Zhufeng shrank his neck slightly and chose to remain silent.

However, his silence clearly did not bring the matter to a close.

The little girl stormed up to him, suddenly grabbed Han Zhufeng's ear with her chubby white hand, and demanded, "Who are you calling a bootlicker!"

Sure enough! She really holds a grudge! Han Zhufeng covered his ears tightly, as if afraid she would tear them off, and frowned, saying, "I misspoke just now, I didn't mean to."

"It wasn't intentional, it was deliberate!" The little girl persisted, still tugging at his ear.

Han Zhufeng gasped; his ear really hurt. She was really ruthless!

The boy in white stepped forward to mediate, "Little sister, he just blurted it out; he probably didn't mean it at all." His little sister had indeed been quite the flatterer just now. Actually… he'd wanted to say that too, but he'd held back!

When the little girl saw her brother come to help her, she snorted coldly, pushed him away, and said angrily, "I'll let you off this time, but if you offend me again, I'll cut off your ear and braise it!"

Han Zhufeng rubbed his ears, his heart inexplicably racing. He wondered if it was because her hands were so soft. Thinking of this, his face flushed slightly, and he nodded, saying, "I won't offend you."

The boy in white looked at Han Zhufeng with some surprise. Was this guy really scared by his sister? Or was it because he was naturally spineless and afraid of anything fierce?

Thinking of this, the white-clad boy's eyes showed a hint of disdain. He hated spineless people the most. He had originally thought that since this person was about the same age and both were beings from the Root of God, they could probably become friends. But now he completely gave up! He didn't want to get acquainted with someone like this!

Han Zhufeng noticed the white-robed boy's disgusted gaze, his eyes instantly turning cold. He reached out and threw a small sword, but the white-robed boy nimbly dodged to the side, saying in a low voice, "Why did you attack me!"

"If you dare look at me like that, I'll gouge your eyes out!" Han Zhufeng's face turned cold, completely unlike his previous submissive demeanor towards the little girl.

"You!" The boy in white was no pushover either. He conjured a large sword, which was actually created from ice and snow in mid-air.

Swords clashed, the light and shadows were terrifying.

"Stop!" Han Xingyu's expression suddenly turned serious. He had thought they were just kids playing around, pulling each other's ears and fighting, but who would have thought they would use swords and knives, as if they were determined to fight to the death.

The boy in white frowned and said, "Father, I want to listen to you and stop, but he won't stop, and I can't take the beating, so I can't stop!"

Han Xingyu rubbed her forehead vigorously, then suddenly flicked her sleeve, and two gusts of cold wind transformed into tangible blades, separating the two fighting children.

Han Xingyu stepped forward, looked at Han Zhufeng, raised an eyebrow and asked, "My daughter was so fierce to you, why didn't you lay a hand on her? My son only gave you a disdainful look because of your cowardly obedience to his sister. Just because of that one look, you want to gouge out his eyes? Little guy, you're just like your father, so inexplicable! You'd better tell your uncle the reason, or your uncle will spank you!" As he spoke, Han Xingyu took out a leather whip from his storage pouch, his eyes filled with a threatening smile.

Han Zhufeng frowned slightly. The little girl in red helped her brother up, glaring at him angrily, and said, "Tell me, why are you being so petty! My brother only glanced at you, did you have to gouge out his eyes?"

When Han Xingyu asked him a question, he clearly didn't want to answer. But as soon as the little girl in red spoke, Han Zhufeng lowered his head and said softly, "I don't like being looked down upon. I have a bad temper to begin with, so I got angry for a moment."

"Bad temper?" The little girl looked annoyed and sneered, "I pulled your ear, and you didn't seem to have a bad temper then. You were acting like a coward before!"

Han Zhufeng's face flushed slightly. He looked up at her cautiously and, seeing her angry expression, said softly, "You... are different."

"What's the difference?" the little girl scoffed.

Han Xingyu seemed to sense something, stroked her beautifully curved chin, and chuckled, "Little Zhufeng, what would you do if someone other than my daughter pulled your ear?"

Without hesitation, Han Zhufeng shouted, "Kill!"

The little girl blinked, touched her neck, and looked at him questioningly: "Then why didn't you kill me?"

"You... are different!" He repeated the same sentence.

The boy in white seemed to have guessed what was going on, and quickly pulled his sister behind him, protecting her. He looked at Han Zhufeng with extremely wary eyes and demanded, "You bastard, you don't happen to like my sister, do you?!"

"Like?" Han Zhufeng looked at the little girl behind the boy in white, touched his pounding heart, and finally murmured, "So it's because you like her. I thought I was sick."

He spoke very softly and quietly, but everyone present had excellent hearing and heard him clearly.

The boy in white grew even more wary. Although he wasn't a coward now, only cowardly when it came to his sister, at such a young age, he already had inappropriate thoughts about her; he'd definitely grow up to be a womanizer! He absolutely couldn't let his sister get close to someone like that!

The girl in red blinked, unable to understand what was going on for a long time. Did this guy like her? Shouldn't he be afraid of her and hate her after she hit him and yelled at him? Was he a masochist, liking her more because she hit and yelled at him?

Han Xingyu's lips twitched slightly, but a sly glint flashed in her eyes. "Han Tianci, oh Han Tianci, if you want to take my daughter as your wife, you'll have to pay a heavy price. I wonder if you can afford it!"

At this moment, Han Wuxie and Han Tianci had arrived at a hidden cave.

Han Tianci asked in confusion, "Is there something you want to ask me, sister?"

Han Wuxie sighed slightly and told him about his previous encounter with the Divine Wind King.

"Why didn't you tell him, sister, that you're the person he's looking for?" Han Tianci asked, puzzled.

Instead of answering, Han Wuxie asked, "Tianci, Feng Wu loves you from your past life. Don't you mind at all?"

Han Tianci was slightly taken aback, and instantly understood why her sister hadn't told Shenfeng King that she was the person he was looking for. Was it because she minded that? Did she think that Shenfeng King only loved her past life, not her as a person? But wasn't she herself searching for Shenfeng King precisely because he was Hua Qianye? How contradictory!

Han Tianci smiled gently, his voice soft yet firm, and replied, "Sister, I don't mind!"

Han Wuxie's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked in a low, husky voice, "Why?"

Han Tianci replied nonchalantly, "Because I love her, that's enough! Whether she loves me or my past life, it's still me. So, in a way, the one she loves is also me!"

Han Wuxie frowned slightly, his voice still low and husky: "But strictly speaking, isn't she in love with her past life?"

Han Tianci's clear voice carried a hint of amusement, yet also a touch of melancholy: "Why should I dwell on my past life? I should be grateful for the seeds sown in my past life, for I have inexplicably reaped such a good harvest in this one! If there were no past life, no matter how much I loved her, if she didn't even glance at me, I would only be left with a sorrowful, unrequited love!"

Han Wuxie shook his head, his voice solemn, "The cause of the past life is the fate of this life, but as for the result, it's not certain yet. After all, she doesn't understand you in this life. She only loves you because of her memories of the past life. If she finds that you are very different in this life, she may stop loving you."

Han Tianci laughed heartily, his cheerful voice tinged with gentleness, and said, "Whether in this life or the last, loving her is enough! Because I love her, I will try my best to make her fall in love with me! As long as there is a chance to love, we should love each other! If the outcome is good, we will grow old together! If the outcome is not good, we will part amicably and have no regrets about having loved!"

Han Wuxie lowered his eyes and murmured, "If there's a chance to love, then we should love, regardless of the outcome?"

Han Tianci smiled gently and comforted her softly, "Sister, why are you making yourself suffer? Many things shouldn't be divided so clearly! Love can't be explained by common sense, so how can it be clearly defined? You know about your past life and his story, which is why you're so troubled by these things. If we didn't know, in this vast sea of ​​people, he met you, and you fell in love. As long as you're happy, why bother digging into the details? Love in this moment is enough!"

"Is it enough to love today?" Han Wuxie's eyes lit up, as if the gloom that had lingered over her for three months had instantly dissipated, revealing a bright and clear world, and her smile was as gentle as the dazzling sun.

Han Tianci knew his sister had figured things out, and a bright smile appeared on his face. The image of that cold, yet gentle face flashed through his mind, and he murmured to himself, "Feng Wu..."

Han Wuxie raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Now that you've become a god, when are you going to find her? Do you really want your sister to come with you and explain Han Zhufeng's situation to you? Wouldn't that make me the culprit who ruins the atmosphere?"

A blush crept onto Han Tianci's face, and he said in a low, gentle voice, "Zhu Feng likes Han Xingyu's daughter. It shouldn't be a problem to have Uncle Han Xingyu take care of him for a few days. I want to go find Feng Wu first and talk to her about Zhu Feng at an appropriate time. If I can't explain it clearly, then I'll ask my sister for help."

Han Wuxie was slightly taken aback, and asked blankly, "Zhu Feng likes that difficult little girl?"

Han Tianci nodded with a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid there will be a lot of good shows to watch in the future."

"Why do you, as a father, give off a feeling of schadenfreude?" Han Wuxie said with amusement.

Han Tianci's lips curled slightly, his eyes deep, and his smile carried a hint of cunning. He said, "He's asking for trouble. It's already good enough that I, as his father, haven't stopped him. Can't I even gloat a little? He's caused me quite a bit of trouble. If I want to marry Han Xingyu's daughter, I'll definitely have to spend a fortune!"

Han Wuxie seemed to have already imagined a farcical wedding many years later.

Inside the Divine Wind Palace, Xuan Minfeng lay on a huge blue down sheet, his eyes tightly closed, seemingly asleep or in a state of tranquility.

He seems to have lost the ability to distinguish between dreams and reality...

I can't see that face clearly...

Those eyes held a mixture of laughter, tears, stubbornness, and deep affection...

That soul was himself, but who exactly was that woman?

I spent so much time with my five-year-old child that I gradually lost my own heart in the process.

Afraid to get close to her, afraid to tell her the truth about the heart he left behind, unable to express his feelings for her, he ran away time and time again, feeling unworthy of her, telling himself again and again to stay away from her, that he was unworthy, that he had no body, that he was just a ghost that would disappear at any time.

That feeling seemed to have tormented me for a long time, and even now, I feel like I can't breathe because of it.

Hesitating between loving and not loving, afraid to get close, afraid to leave.

He humbly hid away, wanting only to secretly watch over her from within the ring. Just watching everything about her and silently protecting her would bring him immense satisfaction.

Looking at her smiling face, one can feel happiness. Even if she wanted the stars in the sky or her reflection in the water, one would foolishly fly to find the stars or dive into the water to find the reflection.

The innocent smile gradually transformed into a wicked, seductive one...

That captivating face gradually... became clear!

"It's her!" Hyun Min-pung suddenly opened his eyes and jumped out of bed.

At the same time, Han Wuxie suddenly felt a slight jolt in his heart, as if something was about to happen, but he couldn't predict whether it would be a blessing or a curse.

Han Xingyu bids farewell to Han Wuxie, Han Xingyu, Han Zhufeng, and the others, embarking on a journey to find the Dragon Cave. Feng Wu had said she would wait for him there. If they meet again, will he see her dance for him?

Watching Han Tianci leave, Han Xingyu rubbed her forehead in frustration and glanced sideways at Han Zhufeng. Han Zhufeng pursed his lips, remaining silent. But those bright black eyes seemed to be practically glued to his daughter's face; what a dangerous little fellow! He absolutely couldn't be allowed near his daughter.

Han Wuxie looked at Han Zhufeng with amusement. He hadn't quite believed Han Tianci's claim that Zhufeng liked that little girl, but now it seemed the child was deeply infatuated. Love was a strange thing indeed; love at first sight seemed to truly exist. But who knew whether it was a fleeting glimpse in this life that stirred feelings, or a soul deeply imprinted in the mind after countless reincarnations, attracting the eye and captivating the soul?

"Xingyu, have they been named yet?" Han Wuxie asked with a faint smile.

When this matter was mentioned, Han Xingyu's face instantly turned distressed. His wicked smile became stiff, yet it remained there, as if he would always wear that wicked smile no matter what happened.

"These two little ones have really high standards." He recalled coming up with several names for them before, all of which were quite nice, but they bluntly dismissed them with two words: "Ugly." The matter of names remained unresolved, and he couldn't find a name that satisfied the two demanding little ones.

Han Wuxie frowned slightly, looking at the girl in red and the boy in white, but coincidentally caught a glimpse of a sly smile in their eyes as they looked at each other. He immediately realized that these two little ones weren't truly unhappy with their names, but rather angry because Han Xingyu had previously wanted to name them Xiaobai and Xiaohong, and were now making things difficult for their father as revenge!

These are two terrible little troubles! Han Wuxie thought to himself.

Han Xingyu squatted down, looking at the two little ones, and could only shake his head and sigh bitterly. Finally, he put on a stern face and glared at them fiercely, saying, "Daddy is giving you one last chance. If you still don't like any of them, you can just call them Xiaobai and Xiaohong. If you don't like them, then leave. I don't want you anymore!"

Han Wuxie's eyes lit up, and he slightly raised the corners of his mouth. It seemed that Xingyu had also seen the sly smile in the eyes of the two children.

The girl in red and the boy in white panicked. They had left in anger because their father didn't like them, but now that they knew he liked them, how could they leave? They realized they had indeed gone too far; actually, they did like some of the names their father had given them.

The girl in red stepped forward, tugged at Han Xingyu's sleeve, and said softly, "Father, I like the name Han Yuyuan that you mentioned before."

The boy in white stepped forward and said somewhat awkwardly, "I like Han Yuyan."

"Yu Yan, Yu Yuan?" Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, a triumphant smile flashing deep within them.

Han Yuyan and Han Yuyuan nodded obediently, afraid that if they didn't do something right, they would have to be called Xiaobai or Xiaohong.

"Then this one will do!" Han Xingyu said, feigning reluctance, "I still think 'Little White' and 'Little Red' sound better."

Han Yuyan and Han Yuyuan quickly shook their heads, calling out sweetly and ingratiatingly, "Father!"

Han Wuxie pursed his lips slightly, suppressing a laugh.

Han Zhufeng murmured the red-clad girl's new name repeatedly: "Han Yuyuan, Han Yuyuan, Han Yuyuan..."

Thousands of peaks and ridges stretch as far as the eye can see, all white, an endless expanse of snow. In Han Tianci's memory, beyond the snow lay the Flaming Mountains, and beyond the Flaming Mountains lay an endless desert.

The location of the Dragon Cave is extremely secretive, precisely to prevent races other than the dragon race from entering. The Dragon Cave is mostly filled with the remains of dragons. Dragon bones are excellent cultivation treasures for some cultivators, so there are often many dragon hunters who aim to steal the dragon remains.

The Dragon Cave has always been safe and rarely discovered because no one can find the desert oasis. Only by finding the desert oasis and diving underwater can the Dragon Cave be located.

Han Tianci is currently only a newly ascended deity, and his cultivation level is very weak in the God Realm. He is unable to cross the vast snowy land at all. However, due to the power of the five-clawed golden dragon in his soul, which provides some guidance for finding the dragon's lair, he eventually successfully crossed the extremely cold, extremely hot, and extremely desolate lands.

Seven days later, he found the oasis. Standing on the clear lake, he felt as if a dragon's roar echoed deep within his soul. The moment he jumped into the water, his consciousness became hazy.

As the lake water poured into his brain through his nose and eardrums, it felt as if his mind was being filled with many things—dreams, memories—and he became momentarily confused.

It was memory. He finally understood that what had been stuffed into his brain was memory, the memory of his soul, and also the memory of his past life!

The high and mighty Dragon King must be serious and have his dignity. He cannot show his true emotions in front of people, and he cannot let anyone find his weakness. He must be powerful in order to protect his dragon people.

He always felt very tired, and he dared not show it to the world, whether he was happy or sad.

He could never truly treat those around him with sincerity. If he was too kind to someone, it might be seen as cruelty towards that person. Others would think that this person was their weakness, and that greedy people who wanted the dragon bones would inevitably capture him and threaten him. At that point, he would have to choose to abandon this person and never hand over the dragon bones, even if that person was his mother.

Because he was the Dragon King, even if his mother was killed, he could not hand over the dragon bones or reveal the location of the dragon's lair.

Because he is the Dragon King, seemingly noble, he is more humble than any of the dragons' subjects. He cannot have his own selfish desires, and everything he does must put his subjects first, always putting himself, his family, and everything else last, or even abandoning them.

Feng Wu, so gentle, so charming, always around me, how could I not be moved? In truth, I have long been deeply in love!

From childhood, their marriage was arranged—a union between the Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan. She was destined to be his wife, yet he always treated her coldly, always looking at her with a stern gaze. He was afraid; afraid that if he were kind to her, she would be captured and used to threaten him, just like his mother. Then, would he have to painfully abandon his love, just to protect the Dragon Clan, just because he was the Dragon King?

---Aside---

After waiting so long, I can finally write about Feng Wu and Tian Ci! In the next chapter, Feng Wu will finally meet Tian Ci! Xuan Minfeng will also come looking for the female lead! o(n_n)o haha