Genius Beast Tamer

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The middle-aged man's face instantly darkened, as if he had been greatly insulted. He said angrily, his face stern, "Young lady, some things can't just come true by saying them carelessly! Becoming a God-King in a year is absolutely impossible!"

Han Yuyuan pretended to be frightened and burst into tears, crying, "Uncle is so fierce! He's so scary! Uncle bullied me! Waaaaah!"

Seeing his sister's loud but ultimately pointless crying, Han Yuyan's lips twitched slightly. However, when he saw Han Yuyuan wink at him, he readily stepped forward, shielding his sister behind him, and angrily pointed at the uncle, shouting, "My sister never talks nonsense or lies! Everything she says is true! If you don't believe me, fine, but why are you being so mean to my sister!"

Seeing Han Yuyuan crying, Han Zhufeng had no time to tell whether she was really crying or not. He was anxious and worried, and he disliked the uncle in front of him even more.

Han Zhufeng's small body radiated boundless rage. His eyes seemed to burn with raging flames, and his killing intent formed visible red waves that enveloped his entire body. His red robes, surrounded by these red waves, resembled ferocious tongues of fire as he roared, "Apologize to Yu Yuan, or I'll kill you!"

As a god-king, the uncle couldn't see through the cultivation levels of the three children in front of him. At first, he thought they had no cultivation, but now he discovered that the children's aura was terrifying. This was a power that no one but a god-king could possibly unleash!

A god-king? Impossible! How could a five- or six-year-old child be a god-king!

They tried to probe Han Zhufeng's cultivation level again, but still couldn't figure out what it was. His power seemed to be more terrifying than that of a God King, yet it didn't seem to be the cultivation system of this world. It was too strange!

"Apologize!" Han Zhufeng's voice was like that of a demon from hell. He was only silly and honest in front of Han Yuyuan. On ordinary days, he was always cold and ruthless, like a demon from hell.

Han Yuyuan stared blankly at Han Zhufeng. She had only pretended to cry to scare the old man, but she didn't expect Han Zhufeng to get so angry... However, the way he looked when he was angry was quite pleasing to the eye!

Han Zhufeng waved his hand forcefully, and a red wave appeared in his hand. The wave gradually spread out, and everything around him instantly froze.

Han Yuyan rubbed her forehead and turned to look at her sister, who was staring blankly at Han Zhufeng. She was taken aback and turned to look at Han Zhufeng again, only to find that he had actually used the power of the Root of God to freeze time.

At this moment, the uncle had stopped moving, and everything around him had stopped, except for Han Yuyan and Han Yuyuan, who were both beings born from the root of the divine, and were therefore not frozen in place.

"You're wasting divine power like this," Han Yuyan frowned as she looked at Han Zhufeng.

Han Zhufeng ignored him and instead looked at Han Yuyuan. His cold, demonic face instantly softened into a gentle one as he softly said, "Yuyuan, how do you plan to deal with him? I'll let you vent your anger on him!"

Han Yuyuan snapped out of her daze, frowned, and said with displeasure, "You're wasting your divine power! Be careful you never grow up! Restore time now!"

"Aren't you angry?" Han Zhufeng asked疑惑地问道, "Shouldn't this person be punished for not trusting you?"

For some reason, Han Yuyuan felt a strange sensation in her heart, an indescribable feeling she had never experienced before. It was so strange and pervasive that it made her feel very uncomfortable in Han Zhufeng's presence. She awkwardly said, "I pretended to cry to punish him. Take back your divine power!"

Han Zhufeng was stunned for a long time, his face already a little pale. Controlling the time in this world was indeed a very tiring thing. If it was not controlled well, it would really be like what Han Yuyuan said, that his body would not grow for a long time because of the excessive use of divine power.

Han Zhufeng withdrew his divine power, and time flowed instantly. The uncle blinked, frowned, and actually apologized, saying, "Little girl, don't cry, don't cry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have disbelieved you. Even if I didn't believe you, I shouldn't have been so harsh with you! It's just that I've been working hard to cultivate, and when I suddenly heard those words, I got a little angry."

Han Zhufeng snorted coldly, Han Yuyan smiled bitterly, and Han Yuyuan was somewhat taken aback. She didn't expect this uncle to actually apologize to her. Isn't face very important to a God King? How could he lower himself to apologize to a child?

The middle-aged man pouted, and seeing that the three children remained silent, he assumed they were still angry. He said pitifully, "Don't be angry with me. I hate it when children cry!"

Han Yuyuan's lips twitched, as if she had found his weakness. She sniffed a few times, seemingly still a little sad, and stepped forward to tug at his sleeve, saying, "Uncle, what's your name? Don't all the God Kings in the God Realm have titles? What's your title?"

"A title ban..." The middle-aged man scratched his head, thought for a long time, and then slowly said, "It seems... to be the King of Documents."

"The King of Documents?" Han Yuyuan and Han Yuyan were both surprised.

Han Zhufeng's eyebrows twitched. He had also heard the story of the struggle between the Prince of Wenshu and the King of Northern Han over a woman. But wasn't the Prince of Wenshu supposed to be a refined and scholarly man?

Han Yuyuan, Han Yuyan, and Han Zhufeng looked the uncle up and down again and again.

The middle-aged man felt a chill run down his spine from their gazes and said miserably, "If you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to be seen right through!"

"Are you really the legendary King of Documents?" Han Yuyuan asked with disbelief.

The man was taken aback, then said with a bitter expression, "I have no reason to impersonate another god-king."

"Look at you like this?" Han Yuyuan pointed up and down with suspicion. "Is this really the Prince of Documents? Isn't the Prince of Documents supposed to be very refined? You look like a beggar. Is this really the Prince of Documents?"

Upon hearing the word "beggar," the uncle's face showed no anger; instead, he smiled, a smile that conveyed a sense of desolation and bitterness.

"Is this person crazy?" Han Yuyuan looked at her brother with a mournful expression.

Han Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled, "I think so."

Han Zhufeng approached Han Yuyuan and whispered, "Yuyuan, let's go. It's getting late, we should go back. Let's ignore this person."

Han Yuyuan looked at her brother, and Han Yuyan smiled faintly, "It's time to go back. Aunt should be able to come out of seclusion in a few days, right?"

The laughing uncle stopped and suddenly looked at the three of them, saying, "You've emerged from seclusion, and you're now a God-King?"

"I think so." Han Yuyan smiled slyly.

Han Yuyuan glanced at her brother's sly smile, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said with a smile, "Han Zhufeng, let's go home!"

After saying that, the little boy turned and left. Han Zhufeng hurriedly chased after him, and Han Yuyan followed leisurely. The uncle was stunned for a moment, then shamelessly followed after him.

……

Dressed in red with a wicked smile, Han Xingyu appeared in the God and Demon Realm. After looking around, he found that apart from the fact that most of the buildings here were black, it was not much different from the Heavenly God Realm.

Han Xingyu's sudden appearance attracted the attention of many eyes.

He exuded the aura of a demon god, and the surrounding celestial demon gods all lowered their eyes, no longer daring to look at him.

"Who is that person? He's quite good-looking." A seductive woman was accompanied by four muscular men, who seemed to hold a high position in the Demon God Realm.

The man beside him lowered his eyes and replied, "He seems to have appeared suddenly; he's probably been in seclusion for a long time."

"Oh? No wonder I've never seen her before!" The alluring woman smiled, her smile extremely captivating.

Han Xingyu has already gained a basic understanding of the Demon God Realm, which is somewhat similar to the Nine Provinces Continent in the mortal realm, and is based on a kingdom system.

This place is divided into three major forces, which are also three kings.

The three kings were not demon kings, but Mogu gods.

It is conceivable that the Demon Realm is more powerful than the Celestial Realm, because the Celestial Realm has not yet produced three Ancient Gods, while the Demon Realm has three Ancient Demon Gods exposed to the public, and who knows how many more such masters are hiding in seclusion.

The three major forces are led by the Black Demon Ancient God, the Death Demon Ancient God, and the Mad Demon Ancient God.

The Demon God Realm is stronger than the Celestial God Realm. If a war between gods and demons were to break out, they could achieve a complete victory. However, due to the infighting among the three major forces in the Demon God Realm, the war between gods and demons has been deadlocked for many years. None of the three forces are willing to expend too much strength in this battle. If they weaken their own strength because of the war between gods and demons, even if they win against the Celestial God Realm, they will be destined to be swallowed up by others when they return to the Demon God Realm.

If the information I've gathered is correct, this extremely alluring woman should be the woman of the Death Demon God, his most beloved concubine, Nagi.

"You, come here." Nagi beckoned to Hanxingyu with her finger.

Han Xingyu narrowed his eyes and clearly saw the flirtatious glances the woman was giving him. He couldn't help but sneer, thinking she was treating him like a gigolo.

Han Xingyu walked towards her. Naji squinted her eyes and sniffed. She had a skill that allowed her to tell whether a man was a virgin from his scent. Clearly, this extraordinary-looking, devilishly handsome man was a virgin, which was why she had called this stranger over.

She thought her charm was enough to bewitch this little god, but to her astonishment, the man walked towards her but simply walked past her!

She could even clearly see the disdain in the man's eyes!

This kind of provocation was something she had never encountered before. Even a terrifying figure like the Death Demon God was someone she could easily manipulate. Never before had a man looked at her with such eyes. This feeling, ironically, made her even more interested in this man.

She turned to chase after him, but when she turned back, the man had already disappeared.

Impossible? With his cultivation level, how could he suddenly disappear without a trace?

……

Han Xingyu reappeared in a courtyard. To avoid that annoying woman, he used the power of the Root of God and breathed according to the method Han Yuyan had taught him. He successfully teleported, a power that only those who had reached the God Emperor level could possess.

The first time he used such power, he didn't even know where it landed.

He concealed all his presence with the root of God and slowly entered the courtyard.

The melodious sound of a flute drifted from the peach blossom grove...

Han Xingyu's footsteps unconsciously drew closer.

A woman dressed in white, amidst a shower of peach blossoms, her white attire is captivating.

However, Han Xingyu would not fall for someone just because of a beautiful face. Looks are just something to look at; they can't put food on the table. Only shallow people would judge a person by their appearance.

However, the melody of this flute piece is so strange... it seems to be completely different from the current melody of this world.

"Miss..." A young maid's hurried voice came from afar.

Han Xingyu disappeared into the shadows, suddenly wanting to laugh. What was she doing? Spying on a woman? When did she become so bored?

"Ye'er, why are you running so fast?" The woman's voice was filled with laughter, clearly indicating a very lively personality.

"Miss, the Blood King is here!" the little maid said breathlessly.

"Heh." With a cold laugh, the woman, who had been lively and playful, teasing the little girl, quickly changed her expression, her face turning icy cold in an instant. She raised a mocking smile and said, "He's here to annul the engagement?"

"Oh, Miss, how did you know?" Ye'er was just anxious about how to bring this up with her mistress. Her mistress had known about her engagement to the Blood King since she was old enough to understand, and had been hoping to marry him since she was a child. Why did her mistress seem so calm now?

Ye'er looked up at her mistress and exclaimed in astonishment, "Miss, your face?"

"I'm all clean." The woman's voice was a little lazy. Thinking about how she had inexplicably come to this world today and was suddenly stuffed with a bunch of messy memories, she couldn't be more tired.

She was a cold-blooded modern assassin, just one mission away from defeating Blood Fiend, the number one assassin. Little did she know that this mission would become a path of no return.

When she woke up again, she found herself in this body.

The owner of this body is named Ruoxue, and this world is actually the realm of gods!

In the past, she didn't believe in gods or demons at all, but when her soul suddenly appeared in someone else's body, and she, the ghost, possessed someone else, she had no choice but to believe in these things.

The owner of this body had a truly tragic past.

A mortal from the divine realm? That's just a useless piece of trash!

Not only that, but he also seems to have some mental issues. When he gets excited, he can't control his emotions at all; he's a bit neurotic!

That face was also terrifying, with a large red birthmark. However, for her in modern times, washing away such pigmentation was not difficult. What puzzled her was that this divine realm had no way to help her remove the birthmark, which was truly unbelievable.

The memories of this body are scattered and fragmented. When she tries to recall them, she gets a headache. After all, they are the memories of a mental patient. It is difficult for a normal person to recall and understand those things. Thinking about them makes her dizzy, and she even feels like she will be infected with mental illness.

She only vaguely knew that although this body was useless, it had a good mother who arranged a good marriage for it during her pregnancy. The Blood King was this body's betrothed since birth.

This body's eyes lit up at the sight of the Blood King, and she became infatuated, her mental instability escalating dramatically. The Blood King had long loathed her, but because her father was the most trusted person of the Black Demon God, and the Blood King was the Black Demon God's son, he naturally wouldn't disobey his father's wishes, nor dared to annul the engagement, until…

This body went mad for some unknown reason. Suddenly, it took off its clothes in front of a guard and tried to 'molest' him. As you can imagine, a madwoman, and a very ugly one at that, suddenly rushed over like a wolf, scaring the guard on the spot. In self-defense, the guard hit a little too hard, and this body died. That's why I possessed her body. This should be considered a soul transmigration to another world, right?

But why did this body suddenly become like that? Even a madman couldn't suddenly go into heat!

What a coincidence! Her father had clearly killed the guard, so the news shouldn't have gotten out, yet the Blood King came to annul the engagement. Was it because he was too well-informed? Or... was he involved in this whole affair?

"Washed it off? That birthmark couldn't be washed off even with the best medicine. How did you get it off, Miss?" Ye'er stared blankly at Ruoxue, thinking to herself: Miss is so beautiful now!

Han Xingyu frowned, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes. A birthmark that even the finest divine medicine couldn't remove? In her memory, she seemed to have heard similar rumors. When she first arrived at the restaurant in the God and Demon Realm, she seemed to hear many people mocking a woman named Ruoxue, saying that she was ugly and mentally ill. Could the woman in front of her now be the rumored ugly woman and madwoman?

Ruoxue smiled slightly, a faint smile that was almost mesmerizing.

"Since he's come to break off the engagement, then let it be," she said casually.

"Miss? Haven't you always liked the Blood King?" Ye'er didn't expect that her mistress was not angry at all, but seemed to be quite happy.

Ruoxue didn't answer, but instead asked, "What did my father say?"

"Of course Master disagrees," Ye'er said anxiously. "The Blood King and Master are both in the hall, locked in a stalemate. However, Master seems to be on the verge of giving in. Miss, you must hurry! If you cry and make a scene in front of Master, he will definitely insist and won't let the Blood King break off the engagement!"

Ruoxue raised a faint smile. If she went to make a scene now, her father would naturally not agree to the Blood King annuling the engagement, but the Blood King would hate her even more because of it.

If the original owner of this body suddenly became aroused because of the Blood King, then the Blood King would become more and more ruthless, right? Until he successfully annuls the engagement, or... if he gets ruthless... he might just kill him?

Having finally been given a second chance at life, are we really going to let someone else take it away like this?

I don't think about it!

I will choose my own marriage! My fate is no longer up to anyone else to interfere with!

Ruoxue stood up, about to start walking, but then stopped and suddenly turned to Ye'er, saying, "Go find me some rouge."

"Rouge?" Ye'er was taken aback, then smiled knowingly, "It's for dressing up. Now that Miss has no birthmark, if she dresses up properly, she'll definitely be a great beauty. If the Blood King sees Miss, he might not want to break off the engagement!"

Ruoxue smiled faintly, watching Ye'er's departing figure. Her eyes turned cold, and she sneered, "Want to annul the engagement? I'll have to do it first!"

Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them, a smirk playing on her lips. Was this woman really going to dress up beautifully to win back her fiancé's heart? Looks like this is going to be interesting! This woman has successfully piqued her curiosity!