Genius Beast Tamer

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Han Xingyu retorted vehemently, "Who said I'm the kind of person who likes to joke? I would never joke about Miss Xue'er!"

Ruo Yuhao frowned, clearly seeing the anger in his daughter's eyes. He seemed to find something strange about the matter, so he suppressed his admiration for the young master. It was better for him to stay out of his daughter's affairs. If she really had someone she liked, she would definitely tell him.

Ruo Yuhao changed the subject, saying, "Young master, it's getting late. Why don't you stay for a simple meal?"

"Eat?" Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, amused. This Mr. Ruo's ability to change the subject was terrible. Did a god need to eat? Although he might occasionally indulge in a craving, why did he have to eat on time?

Ruoxue glanced coldly at Han Xingyu and laughed, "Father, we are not ordinary people. If you want to thank him, there is no need to hold a banquet. In the eyes of a master like him, it would only make us look vulgar. A master who helps others does not need anyone's repayment. Today he is just here to help Xue'er give Father an explanation. Otherwise, if Xue'er suddenly gets better, Father will definitely feel confused."

"Just an explanation?" Ruo Yuhao was skeptical.

"Father doesn't believe Xue'er?" Ruoxue lowered her head, looking slightly hurt.

"How could Father not believe Xue'er?" Ruo Yuhao was naturally a smart man. Although he knew that his daughter was just making excuses for him, he didn't need to expose her. He knew that Xue'er must have something to say to this young master alone. He had already received an explanation, so why stay here any longer? Since this person had helped Xue'er, he shouldn't hurt her.

Ruo Yuhao tactfully said, "Father should go to the palace to inform the Black Demon Ancient God about the Blood King's annulment of your engagement today."

"Of course we have to tell him. Father, hurry up, or he'll be angry if you're late." Ruoxue pretended to be worried and sounded very anxious, but her real concern was that he wanted to get the man out of there.

Ruo Yuhao nodded, gave Han Xingyu a slightly apologetic bow, and then left.

After Ruoyuhao left, Ruoxue dropped her pretense, glared at Hanxingyu, and demanded, "Who are you?"

Han Xingyu was somewhat taken aback by her rapidly changing expression, which seemed to flip through a book faster than turning the pages. She then shook her head and chuckled, "You were just saying I was your savior. What's this now? Are you kicking me while I'm down?"

"I don't have time to pretend with you. You'd better tell the truth." Ruoxue's face darkened, her voice filled with murderous intent. She didn't care who the other party was. Now that she had used him, she didn't mind killing him. She had already killed many people, so she didn't mind taking another one.

Han Xingyu patted her chest feigning fear and said innocently, "You're so fierce! I was just trying to help you. You don't need to kill someone who helped you, do you?"

Ruoxue stared coldly at him, toying with her flute in her hand. Suddenly, a beautiful smile appeared on her face as she raised an eyebrow and said, "Tell me, do you think I have the ability to kill you?"

Han Xingyu naturally answered that she had no ability, since Ruoxue had no cultivation at all. Even though she was no longer crazy or ugly, she was still a mortal in the divine realm.

However, looking at the confidence in the woman's eyes, he became curious again. Where did her confidence come from?

"Want to try what it feels like to be killed?" Ruoxue continued to smile, her smile growing brighter and more captivating, yet also sending chills down one's spine.

There are some people who are most dangerous when they smile the most beautifully. Ruoxue is such a person. In modern times, whenever she smiles, someone will inevitably die. Therefore, on the assassin list, her code name is "Smiling Face". However, more people prefer to call her "Smiling King of Hell".

"You have a beautiful smile, but you don't have to keep smiling at me like that." Han Xingyu narrowed his eyes and smiled too, a beautiful smile indeed. Clearly, he was the kind of person who, the more beautiful his smile, the more wicked he was inside.

Ruoxue looked at him coldly. Why should she show mercy to this stranger who had suddenly appeared?

But why, looking at his devilish smile, does it feel so hard to kill him?

Was she afraid? She had never felt this way before. Even when facing the number one assassin, she had never been afraid. Even when she died, she had never been afraid of anyone. If she hadn't been ambushed, she wouldn't have died at all. However, she wouldn't blame the person who ambushed her. Being able to ambush her was quite an achievement. She could only blame herself for being careless and thus being ambushed.

Some people tend to blame others when they are ambushed, but they rarely blame themselves for their carelessness. By calming down and analyzing right and wrong, they can avoid making the same mistakes again. So now she is obviously more calm and cautious than in modern times.

However, being cautious does not mean being afraid of trouble. She seems to have a greater desire to challenge danger. She even has wicked thoughts, such as if she dies, will she be able to travel through time again?

A person who has died once will naturally not be afraid of death again. If one is not afraid of death, what is there to fear?

Therefore, his fear of Han Xingyu vanished in an instant.

She forcefully pulled the flute apart, transforming it into a long staff, and swung it towards Han Xingyu. Han Xingyu smiled wickedly, playfully saying, "You're serious? Then I won't hold back!"

Ruoxue stared at him coldly, as if he were a corpse, too lazy to even speak to him.

As Han Xingyu dodged, Ruoxue pressed down on the mouth of her flute, and countless tiny needles suddenly shot out from it.

Han Xingyu's figure flickered, dodging with lightning speed, finally landing safely. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Is that all? Now it's my turn to make a move?"

Ruoxue felt a little annoyed, but she didn't give Han Xingyu any chance to make a move. The flute was pulled open again and turned into a weapon similar to nunchucks, but the blade was covered with many sharp needles.

Watching her skillfully wield this strange weapon, Han Xingyu smiled slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in her eyes.

Ruoxue felt a sharp pain in her hand and was shocked to find that there was one person in front of her and another person behind her. He actually knew how to create clones!

"You!" Before Ruoxue could even speak, she had already had all her pressure points struck.

"Miss Xue'er is quite impressive. If it weren't me today, but an ordinary god, I'd probably already be hit by your novel weapon, right? If I'm not mistaken, this thing is also poisonous, a kind of poison that no one in this world can cure. It's quite interesting. I love researching these kinds of things. Do you think I have the ability to cure this poison?"

Han Xingyu wore a harmless smile and raised an eyebrow at Ruoxue.

If Xue couldn't make a sound, he gently touched her throat, deliberately stroking her neck intimately, and said with a wicked smile, "Nice skin."

"Bastard!" Ruoxue's face flushed slightly as she tried to suppress her anger. Even in modern times, she had never been treated so disrespectfully!

"Bastard? Miss Xue'er really likes to use that word, how frustrating. Since you like it, I can change my name to 'Bastard' too. I should let Miss Xue'er see what a bastard really is!" He smiled playfully, his hand slowly moving down from her neck. Just as it was about to reach her chest, Ruoxue glared at him fiercely, gritting her teeth and saying, "You dare!"

"Since I'm already a bastard, what's there to be afraid of?" Han Xingyu smiled wickedly, his voice hoarse and slightly drunk, completely ignoring her murderous gaze, and reached out to grab her breast.

Ruoxue bit her lower lip in annoyance, trying to suppress her anger. Before he could touch her, she whispered, "I give up."

Heaven knows how difficult it was for her to utter the words "admit defeat." If the other party wanted to kill her today, she would absolutely not admit defeat. Death was nothing to her, but for her, who had been a virgin in both her lives, the truly terrifying thing was this kind of humiliation. No matter how proud or stubborn she was, she would not refuse to admit defeat. Sometimes, it's better to stop and not even try to hit a wall than to turn back after hitting it.

Moreover, she vaguely felt that the man in front of her probably wouldn't really humiliate her, but was just trying to scare her. However, if she insisted on being stubborn, he might not stop! She couldn't appear too stubborn in front of him, because being too stubborn in front of someone like him would only make him more inclined to tease her! She was a smart woman, and naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to become someone else's amusing toy.

As expected, upon hearing her admit defeat, the man released all the pressure points on her body, sat down to the side with amusement, and leisurely began to drink tea.

Who exactly is this strange man? She suddenly became genuinely curious about his identity.

"Come, have some tea with me." Han Xingyu beckoned, as if it wasn't Ruoxue who had just fought with her, and that he and Ruoxue had always been good friends.

Ruoxue's lips twitched slightly. This man is really... strange!

However, Ruoxue was not a petty person, and she generously stepped forward and sat down.

"Hehe, Miss Xue'er's poison is quite interesting." Han Xingyu played with the flute for a long time, but he was unable to cure the poison. After arriving in the God Realm, he always felt that there was no poison in this world that could defeat him, but he never expected to meet such an interesting woman today.

"Just ordinary poison." Ruoxue sneered, picked up a cup of tea, and drank it.

"Could you tell me how to detoxify me?" Han Xingyu looked up at her, her eyes flashing with a hint of inquiry.

"Why not?" Ruoxue was quite generous, tossing him a bottle of antidote and taking a sip of tea. "If you can refine pills, you'll naturally be able to analyze the ingredients in this potion, right?"

Han Xingyu squinted, opened the bottle cap, and smelled it. Her eyes showed a hint of surprise, but she quickly composed herself.

"You're special," Han Xingyu said bluntly. "You're different from the rumors."

Ruoxue's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled faintly, "Rumors are unreliable. You shouldn't be a superficial person." For some reason, even though she knew nothing about him, she could chat with him calmly and peacefully, even feeling a sense of quiet and safety—a feeling she had never experienced before. It was too strange, too unbelievable! Was she being pathetic? This guy who suddenly appeared, although he helped her cover up her lie, had just been disrespectful to her. How could she feel safe in front of such a person? She should be safer anywhere else!

Han Xingyu put away the medicine bottle, a playful look on her face. "Although I didn't cure your madness or heal your birthmark, you should still thank me for appearing in your life, shouldn't you?"

"You're the one who's meddling in other people's business. I didn't ask you for help," Ruoxue said coldly.

"What a master of kicking someone when they've used them!" Han Xingyu said sarcastically, a smirk playing on her lips. "I've helped you twice today."

Ruoxue sneered, "What makes you say that?"

"Originally, that Blood King wanted to take back the annulment letter, but I intervened, and that's why he dropped it." Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, her gaze filled with a smile.

"So it was you who did this." Ruoxue had been wondering why the God King couldn't even hold a piece of paper, but now she finally understood.

"I know you removed your birthmark yourself. As for the madness, I don't know if you were never really there, if you were faking it, or if it just suddenly disappeared after a good night's sleep." Han Xingyu said with a playful tone, "If I hadn't appeared, you would have had a hard time explaining these things, right? People might have suspected that the original Ruoxue was murdered, and that this person isn't Ruoxue at all."

Ruoxue glanced at him indifferently, put down her teacup, and said nonchalantly, "You did help me, but so what? I, Ruoxue, am not the kind of person who repays kindness. I am—"

Before she could finish speaking, Han Xingyu's lips curled into a playful smile: "An ungrateful person? You already told me that before."

Ruoxue was slightly taken aback, but quickly her expression turned even colder as she said, "It's good that you know, so don't try to use these so-called favors to ask for benefits. To put it bluntly, you're just meddling in other people's business."

Han Xingyu suddenly stood up, his voice devoid of emotion, and said indifferently, "It seems I've wasted my time being a good person today. You're truly heartless, woman, not even a thank you. Since I'm not likable, then farewell." Before Ruoxue could react, he vanished.

Ruoxue was taken aback, and the corner of her mouth twitched unconsciously: "What a weirdo!"

……

Han Yuyuan and Han Yuyan both sensed that their father was not in the Heavenly God Realm. They originally wanted to bring Uncle to their father first, but they didn't want to bring him back to the mountain rashly. However, they were now in a dilemma. They stood in front of the Bottomless Cliff, hesitating whether to go to the Demon God Realm.

The middle-aged man looked at the three children strangely. Seeing them standing in front of the bottomless cliff, he asked with some doubt, "Your home is on the other side?"

"What do you think?" Han Yuyuan glared at the uncle unhappily. Wasn't he the King of Documents? Didn't he know that the other side was the Demon God Realm?

"Perhaps," the middle-aged man said, stroking his chin and surprisingly nodding.

"The other side is the Demon God Realm." Han Yuyan's face was cold, and her voice was low.

The man nodded and said, "I know."

Han Yuyuan glanced at her brother and saw that his face was very cold. Her brows furrowed even more. Who exactly was this uncle? If he was the Prince of Documents, why was he so foolish?

Han Yuyan said coldly, "Knowing that the other side is the Demon God Realm, you still say our home is there? Do you think we are demon gods?"

"I can't tell your cultivation level," the uncle said seriously. "You might be deliberately hiding your cultivation level in the Celestial Realm. If you were demon gods, that would make sense."

Han Yuyan said coldly, "Our home is in the Celestial Realm."

"Then why did you come here?" the uncle asked, looking puzzled.

"Wait for someone." Han Yuyan said coldly, ignoring him and continuing to call for her father in her heart.

Han Xingyu originally wanted to tease the woman, but sensing the two children's strong search for her consciousness, she had no choice but to leave the Demon God Realm.

"Father!" Han Yuyuan called out happily when she saw Han Xingyu.

In a flash, Han Xingyu appeared beside Han Yuyan, Han Yuyuan, and Han Zhufeng, separating the strange man and the three children at a distance.

"Are you their father?" The uncle stared in astonishment at the suddenly appearing Han Xingyu, puzzled. Such a young life force—could she have married and had children at thirteen or fourteen? Impossible! At that time, she probably hadn't even developed yet; how could she have children?

Just as the man was lost in thought, Han Xingyu asked coldly, "Who are you?" He had already sensed that this man's bloodline fluctuations were somewhat similar to his own.

The uncle snapped out of his reverie and smiled bitterly to himself. What had he been thinking? Even if the child called him "father," it didn't necessarily mean he was his child. He should first observe the bloodline fluctuations.

He didn't answer Han Xingyu, but instead checked Han Xingyu's bloodline fluctuations, only to discover that he really was the father of those two children!

"Your surname is Han?" Han Xingyu asked again in a cold voice.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "My surname is Han. You're also surnamed Han? A member of the Han family from the Immortal Realm?" Is he really a member of the Han family? But how could someone so young have ascended to the God Realm? And with the cultivation of a Chief God at that!

"Father," Han Yuyuan tugged at Han Xingyu's sleeve and said, "He said he is the King of Documents."

"The King of Documents?" Han Xingyu was clearly astonished. He never expected that the seemingly disheveled person in front of him was actually the legendary King of Documents. It seems that the rumors really are unreliable! The rumored madwoman was actually an extraordinary woman, and the rumored refined gentleman was actually this kind of person. It's too hard to accept!

The man knew he had to introduce himself now, or he would be mistaken for an enemy. He coughed and said seriously, "I am your ancestor, who ascended to heaven 300 million years ago, and I am also a member of the Han family! I am indeed the King of Documents, and in the past, I was indeed as rumored. However, I encountered some trouble later and did not want people to recognize me, so I dressed like this."

"This outfit?" Han Yuyuan pouted and said, "Did Uncle deliberately make himself look ugly?"

The middle-aged man blushed slightly and said plaintively, "I haven't become ugly."

Han Yuyan was very clever. She leaned close to her sister's ear and said, "I guess his previous appearance as the Prince of Documents was an illusion. This is his true appearance."

"True appearance..." Han Yuyuan couldn't help but chuckle, "I wonder if all those seemingly beautiful people in the God Realm really look like this?"

Han Yuyan smiled and said, "Perhaps."

Listening to the two children talking back and forth, the uncle's face became even more embarrassed.

Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes. If this was the Han family patriarch, her grandfather should recognize him, right? She never expected that the dignified King of Literature in the God Realm was actually the Han family patriarch. How come she had never heard of anyone from the Han family successfully ascending to the God Realm before? Her grandfather seemed to have said that the Han family didn't even have a Celestial Lord in the past!

Han Xingyu naturally knew that Yu Yan and Yu Yuan were waiting for him at the Bottomless Cliff because they didn't know whether they should take this person back. He said calmly, "Let's go back first."

Han Yuyan frowned. He felt it was inappropriate to bring just anyone back. After all, his aunt was about to break through to the next level, and at such a crucial moment, it was best to keep outsiders out of the mountains. If the person wasn't a good person, his aunt might be in danger. Breakthroughs are the most vulnerable time, and it's easy for someone to lose their focus and ruin their progress. He asked in a worried whisper, "Father, are we really taking him back?"

Han Xingyu nodded without offering further explanation. He naturally understood Han Yuyan's worries, but he believed that Hua Qianye would protect Sister Wuxie. Moreover, this person did indeed possess the blood of the Han family. Although he didn't understand why there were members of the Han family in the God Realm, since he carried the blood of the Han family, he certainly couldn't be a bad person.