Genius Beast Tamer

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"Atone with death?" The Deer King frowned slightly, shook his head, and said, "If I die, the tiger demon and the jackals will come, and the entire deer clan will surely perish! I cannot die!"

"If he can't die, there's only one other way: become her contracted beast." Hua Qianye narrowed her eyes slightly. Although she had once harbored murderous thoughts towards him and didn't want to let him go, it was better to make him her contracted beast to atone for her sins than to let him die easily. With a heart full of guilt, he would protect her with his life. She could trust him to become her contracted beast. Such a contracted beast seemed more loyal than that guy Xiaobai. With a heart full of guilt, becoming a contracted beast would surely make him loyal to her to the death.

The Deer King hesitated for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Becoming a contracted beast is also not an option."

"If I become a contracted beast, I will inevitably have to leave the Deer Clan with the little girl. I am the Deer King, and I cannot leave the Deer Clan or my people. I must protect them and guard them. If I become the little girl's guardian contracted beast, I will not be able to do everything that the Deer King should do. There is no deer in the Deer Clan who can inherit my throne. Only those at the Saint level or above have the ability to protect the Deer Clan and become kings."

Hua Qianye pursed her lips, thinking it was no big deal.

He said calmly, "You refuse to atone with your death because the tiger demon and the jackal pose a threat to your deer clan. You don't trust your people and refuse to become a contracted beast because you are the Deer King. Without a Saint-level spirit beast to become the Deer King, you cannot pass on the throne?"

The Deer King nodded slightly.

"If I solve all these problems, will you be able to make a choice?"

The Deer King was startled. He thought it was a dream, but the man's arrogant words made him fully awake.

The Deer King stared wide-eyed, looking around, but could see no one.

"Was it just my imagination? A dream? Or have I already woken up?"

The voice from his dream interrupted his murmur, coldly saying, "It's not a dream, you just can't see me."

"Who are you?" The Deer King became somewhat wary.

"What are you afraid of? If I were a bad guy, I could have killed you just now."

The Deer King slightly eased his tension and asked in confusion, "Why can't I see you? Who are you? Why can't I sense any trace of you?"

Hua Qianye replied calmly, "I am the spirit of the artifact, the spirit of Han Wuxie. Because I am a soul, you cannot see me or perceive me."

"A spirit weapon?" The Deer King frowned, looking at Han Wuxie who was playing the zither intently. "They don't seem to be able to hear our conversation?"

"I've placed a spell on them, so they can't hear us."

"Why not let them hear?"

"I didn't want to disturb her playing the piano. While she was playing, she was also comprehending the new score. As for the four beasts, they were also comprehending the sounds of the music and would all level up to different degrees."

Why are you helping me?

"It's simple, because she wants to help you."

The Deer King gave Han Wuxie a deep look, then glanced at the four beasts—Xiaobai, Bing, Zhufengmo, and Zitong—and asked in confusion, "The snake demon, the rabbit, and the ice fox all seem to be contracted beasts."

"It's her contracted beast," Hua Qianye replied calmly.

"Her?" the Deer King exclaimed in astonishment. "She can contract three beasts?"

"She can also form a contract with you. She has a talent that allows her to form contracts with many kinds of beasts. I don't know the exact number, but one more like you wouldn't make much difference."

The Deer King's admiration deepened as he looked in the direction of the voice and asked, "Can you really help me solve all the difficulties I'm facing?"

Hua Qianye curled into a proud smile and asked casually, "A level nine Saint-level fox demon and a level six Saint-level jackal?"

The Deer King nodded, and in that instant, he felt a gust of wind sweep across his hair. When he asked again, there was no answer.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Deer King felt a gust of wind again. Opening his eyes, he found a tiger skin and a level nine Saint-grade demon core floating in front of him, along with a dog skin and a level six Saint-grade demon core.

The Deer King rubbed his eyes in disbelief, carefully examining the tiger and dog skins, and recognized their original owners from the patterns.

The Deer King swallowed hard, a flash of fear crossing his eyes, followed by lingering dread. If he hadn't felt guilty and wanted to kill the little girl, how could such a powerful spirit have ended his life so quickly? In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, it could travel from here to the tiger's den and back, killing both a Saint-level 9 and a Saint-level 6 demon beast. Just how much power did it take?

The Deer King trembled slightly, remembering how he had tried to harm the little girl in front of such a powerful figure, and couldn't help but feel ridiculous!

The Deer King looked up into the blank, empty space. "Just what kind of power do you possess?"

Hua Qianye raised a playful smile and asked in return, "In your opinion, what kind of strength do I possess?"

The Deer King pondered for a long time before earnestly replying, "Young lady, you possess immortal bones; could you perhaps be a descendant of immortals? If your parents were immortals, they should have left you immortal artifacts! You are the spirit of an artifact; could you be the spirit of an immortal artifact, possessing power equal to that of an immortal?"

Hua Qianye, with a hint of languor, curled his lip and said, "A celestial artifact?" A playful glint flashed in his eyes as he narrowed them and said, "In the celestial realm, her family all treated me as a piece of trash, a useless artifact of the celestial realm."

"A useless artifact?" The Deer King was somewhat puzzled, but quickly understood, saying, "Whether it's a top-grade immortal artifact or a useless one in the Immortal Realm, it's still an immortal artifact. In the mortal realm, your power is not something we can underestimate; it's a level we must look up to!"

Hua Qianye smiled with satisfaction, "You're not a snob, you have good character."

The Deer King smiled modestly and said, "I am stating the facts. I only care about the strength in front of me and will not dwell on the past."

Hua Qianye narrowed his eyes, a wicked smile flashing within them, and said playfully, "I can tell you something." He glanced at Xiaobai and the other beasts, and said calmly, "None of these four beasts know, but you've impressed me, so I can tell you!"

If Xiaobai was chosen by Hua Qianye through force, Bing followed Han Wuxie shamelessly, and the Snake King was kept by Han Wuxie herself, none of them were beasts that Hua Qianye truly chose for her. They were only used for testing and training out of necessity, and they were passable, so Hua Qianye reluctantly allowed the three of them to stay by Han Wuxie's side. The Deer King, however, was a beast that Hua Qianye truly chose for Han Wuxie. Whether in terms of character, inner qualities, or level, it was quite good.

The Deer King looked curiously at the source of the sound.

Hua Qianye said lazily, "If you want to level up quickly, besides listening to her play the zither, you can also consume the demon core of a powerful beast."

The Deer King shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I know, but that could easily lead to demonic possession. If the demon core you take is too powerful and you can't control your blood and qi, you'll become a demonic beast and lose your intelligence."

Hua Qianye used the wind to form a hand shape and handed the demon cores of the tiger demon and the jackal to the Deer King, saying calmly, "If you believe I won't harm you, then eat them."

The two demon cores before him were Saint-level 8 and Saint-level 6, respectively. Thanks to the little girl's music, the Deer King had already leveled up to Saint-level 6. However, even at Saint-level 6, consuming a demon core of the same level was a risky thing, let alone consuming a Saint-level 8 demon core at the same time. This would definitely lead to demonic possession.

The Deer King hesitated slightly, looked deeply into the source of the voice, and said solemnly, "Thank you for killing the tiger demon and the jackal, eliminating the danger for my deer clan. If I unfortunately become a demon beast, please kill me. If you do not wish to bring danger to the deer clan, please choose a suitable deer king to inherit my throne!"

After saying this, without waiting for Hua Qianye's reply, the Deer King took the two demon cores, tilted his head back, and swallowed them.

Hua Qianye smiled with satisfaction. Since he was the beast she had truly chosen for her, she would do her best to help him become a powerful spirit beast capable of protecting her.

The Deer King's face gradually contorted in pain, his brows furrowed tightly, and his lips turned purple. He felt two powerful forces colliding violently in his abdomen, as if they were about to burst out of his stomach. Unable to break free, they continued to writhe wildly within his body, causing him intense pain all over. His elixir seemed to be controlled by a powerful demonic force.

The veins on the Deer King's forehead bulged suddenly, and two beams of light seemed to be rapidly darting back and forth within them. These were the demon cores of the tiger demon and the jackal, constantly surging and colliding within the meridians of his body.

Hua Qianye kept watching the Deer King quietly, as if he could see through the Deer King's skin and into his body, clearly seeing every blood vessel in his body.

As the tiger demon core and the jackal demon core collided, they inadvertently cleared all the meridians in the Deer King's body. The immense power of the Saint-level demon core also left a lot of powerful energy flowing into his meridians with each collision.

However, the power exceeded what it could bear. Although the Deer King's body had undergone a process akin to a muscle-strengthening and marrow-cleansing process, it was also like a balloon about to burst, with its meridians gradually expanding, almost reaching the point of demonic transformation.

Just as the Deer King thought he was about to lose consciousness and turn into a demon, a deep and mysterious Sanskrit chant reached his ears, like a clear spring pouring down on him. His swollen veins gradually returned to normal, and his blood resumed its normal flow. The demon cores of the tiger demon and the jackal, which had been almost completely destroyed in the previous collision, stopped causing trouble and returned to his dantian, floating quietly around the spiritual core in his body, as if two infants were being lulled to sleep by the Sanskrit chant that sounded like a mother singing.

A blue flower, radiating brilliant light, slowly landed on the head of the Deer King, who was sitting cross-legged. The flower then transformed into a wisp of blue light, entering the Deer King's body from the top of his head.

The Deer King looked inward at his dantian and saw a small blue flower enveloping his elixir. Then, a powerful force, with overwhelming devouring power, helped his elixir grow stronger. The elixir, like a child that had been starving for a long time, pounced on the shrunken tiger demon elixir and jackal demon elixir, wolfing them down. As it swallowed them, the Deer King felt a roar in his head, as if he couldn't digest the power. However, his elixir emitted a dark blue light, suppressing the agitation of the tiger demon elixir and jackal demon elixir.

The white elixir in the Deer King's body now flashes blue, yellow, and cyan. The blue is the light of the blue flower, the yellow is the power of the tiger demon's elixir, and the cyan is the power of the jackal demon's elixir. They gradually merge into one, with the four colors coexisting. Just as the four colors stabilized, a powerful force surged upward from the dantian!

Mid-stage Saint-level Rank 6! Peak Saint-level Rank 6!

Saint-level Rank 7! Mid-stage Saint-level Rank 7! Peak Saint-level Rank 7!

Saint-level Rank 8! Mid-stage Saint-level Rank 8! Peak Saint-level Rank 8!

Saint-level 9! Mid-stage Saint-level 9!

This powerful force slammed him into the mid-stage of the ninth level of the Saint rank before it gradually subsided, and his blood slowly calmed down from its endless boiling.

"Has she reached the mid-stage of Saint-level 9?" Hua Qianye asked lazily, seemingly still somewhat dissatisfied. "She's still a little short of reaching the peak of 9th level. She's still playing the zither, so don't rush to open your eyes. Continue to appreciate her music."

The Deer King nodded slightly, glanced deeply at the source of the sound, and immediately closed his eyes to perceive the music.

"Oh, right." Hua Qianye thought of something, smiled calmly, and said, "After she finishes playing the zither, the old deer guarding the gate will be able to go from being a top-grade level nine spirit beast to a saint-level level one spirit beast. Your position as the Deer King will then be inherited. You should think carefully about whether you choose to atone with your death or become her contracted beast! If you choose to become her contracted beast, pretend that you just reached saint level because of her zither music. I don't want those beasts to know that I can help you refine your demon cores."

"Yes." For some reason, the Deer King felt no resistance to the other party's words. Instead, he obeyed willingly. Perhaps it was because of the other party's strength, or perhaps because of the help the other party had given him. He felt a sense of gratitude, or perhaps there was a trace of admiration and longing in his heart.

The melancholic melody seemed to carry a hint of vicissitude, yet also a guiding light of hope, as if conveying the message that there is always a way out, and that a new path will open up before you.

Han Wuxie focused intently on playing the zither. While the beasts were comprehending her music, she was also gradually exploring and perfecting her score, so as to achieve her previous goal of using the music to assist her divine sense and expand its power, so that even if the beasts heard the music, they would still be controlled by her.

However, this was clearly not something that could be improved in a short time. She played the Beast Taming Song three times in a row, and each time she made progress, but the scope of progress was still very small, and she was far from her goal. It would probably take a long time.

Han Wuxie let out a soft breath, pulling his thoughts away from the music, and turned to look at the Deer King.

The Deer King still had his eyes closed, not yet detached from the melody.

Han Wuxie looked at Xiaobai and the others.

Little White slowly opened its eyes, a sweet smile on its face, and excitedly reported as if presenting a treasure: "Master, Little White is now a top-grade level two spirit beast!"

Han Wuxie smiled gently, put away his zither, and walked over.

Zhu Fengmo also regained consciousness, stepped forward to take the zither, tucked it into her sleeve, and gave a seductive smile, saying, "Saint-level six!"

Bing opened her eyes and then said, "I've already reached the fifth level of the highest grade."

Zi Tong stretched and chuckled awkwardly, "I didn't want to level up, but even if I didn't, the wine wouldn't work on me now, so I took advantage of the situation and leveled up four times—a top-tier level four!"

Little White's eyes widened, and it wailed, "Why? We were both clearly at the early stage of the Supreme Rank before, so why am I only at the second level of the Supreme Rank, while you, Purple Eyes, are already at the fourth level of the Supreme Rank! No wonder you're a dog, you must always step in your own poop after you've finished pooping, that's why you're so lucky!"

Zi Tong sighed and said helplessly, "I deliberately suppressed my cultivation before. Actually, if I hadn't suppressed it, I should have reached the third level of the top grade. It was because the sound of the zither stimulated my cultivation that I had suppressed for many years. In fact, with the help of the sound of the zither itself, I was only at the first level."

Xiao Bai felt a little better after that.

Zhu Fengmo looked at the Deer King, who was slowly regaining consciousness, with disbelief, jealousy, and hatred.

Ice looked at the Deer King with extreme disbelief. Ice Man rarely showed great surprise or joy, so this was clearly something that shocked him greatly.

Xiao Bai looked at Bing's expression with curiosity, then followed Bing's gaze to the Deer King. He gasped, pointed at the Deer King, and shouted, "That aura! Could he be at the peak of Saint Level 9? That's terrifying! Wasn't he originally Saint Level 5? How is that possible! How is that possible! He's clearly already Saint Level, leveling up should be slow! Why did he level up four times in a row?"

Han Wuxie looked at the Deer King with some confusion. The piece he played today shouldn't have been anything special, so why did the Deer King level up four times in a row?

Looking at the puzzled and questioning gazes around him, the Deer King disliked lying, but to ease the awkwardness, he could only say embarrassedly, "I'm the same as Brother Zi Tong. The only difference is that he suppressed his cultivation, while I encountered a bottleneck and haven't leveled up in a long time, which is why I suddenly improved so much."

"I see." Zi Tong nodded slightly, quite pleased with the other party's address of "Brother Zi Tong," which had a very good influence on the Deer King.

Thinking to myself: They are so polite! No wonder the deer are said to be noble and kind spirit beasts! Unlike some rabbits, who are vulgar and foolish!

Clearly, Zi Tong was still holding a grudge about Xiao Bai saying he had gotten lucky!

The Deer King's lifespan was restored. It increased by 1,000 taels and half a year from Saint Level 5 to 6, by 1,500 years from Saint Level 6 to 7, by 2,000 years from Saint Level 7 to 8, and by 3,000 years from Saint Level 8 to 9, for a total increase of 7,700 years.

The Deer King regained his spirits; his previous haggardness and pallor were gone, and his complexion returned to normal, his fair skin tinged with red. His previously chapped lips became rosy and glossy. His nose was somewhat round, unlike those with very pointed noses, which gave him a somewhat cold appearance. Instead, he exuded a gentle and refined aura.

He got out of bed, dressed in a snow-white robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and deer patterns, the embroidery thread tinged with gold, like a golden immortal made of real gold. He was dignified and refined, with a gentle smile on his lips, like a breeze caressing his face.

"Now that you have recovered, and we have accomplished our purpose in coming here, we are in a hurry to continue our journey, so we will take our leave now!" Han Wuxie politely cupped his hands in farewell.

The Deer King blocked her path, and Little White said angrily, "What are you doing? You've received so many benefits, and you won't let me leave?"

The Deer King quickly waved his hand and smiled gently, "That's not it. It's getting late. I stopped you because I wanted you to stay here for the night and have a feast so you could rest well and set off again early tomorrow morning! This is just the edge of the Desolate Forest. If you venture deeper into the Desolate Forest at night, you'll find yourself in what is truly the desolate area, where many high-level beasts appear at night. Even if you're not afraid of them, it's better to stay here and rest than to be disturbed while traveling all night. You can set off again early tomorrow morning."

Zi Tong nodded and said, "What he said makes sense. There are indeed many beasts that only appear at night in the depths of the desolate forest. Even if we don't sleep all night, we probably won't be able to go very far. They will block our way, and it will only be endless fighting."

Zhu Fengmo curled her lip and said, "I'm releasing a Saint-level sixth-grade demonic aura. Does anyone dare to come forward and harass me?"

The Deer King shook his head and said, "This is not the Misty Swamp. The beasts of the Misty Swamp are mostly reclusive creatures. The snake clan living in the Misty Swamp should know very well that no beast would like the Misty Swamp unless it is a recluse."

Zhu Fengmo nodded slightly, her gaze becoming deep.

The Deer King continued, "The beasts of the Desolate Forest are not reclusive creatures. Our deer clan stays here because it offers a suitable environment for cultivation. Many beasts come to the Desolate Forest seeking a suitable environment for cultivation. Therefore, the beasts here prioritize cultivation and advancement. We deer are inherently kind and dislike causing trouble. However, the nocturnal beasts deep within the Desolate Forest are different. They are all demonic beasts. The immortal bones in this young girl are enough to drive them mad. Even if you are a mystical beast, they probably won't be afraid; instead, they will attack you en masse! You should also know that nocturnal beasts are mostly social creatures!"

Zi Tong, Xiao Bai, Bing, and Zhu Fengmo all looked at Han Wuxie, clearly indicating that Han Wuxie had the final say in this matter.

The Deer King also looked at Han Wuxie, placed his right hand on his heart, bowed slightly, and performed the most respectful etiquette that the Deer Clan uses to treat distinguished guests. He smiled gently and said, "Miss Wuxie, thank you for saving me. Please allow me, as the Deer King, to keep my most honored guest here, and together with the entire Deer Clan, to thank our benefactor with our grandest banquet."

"This..." Han Wuxie sighed. Since everyone else had gone to such lengths, it would be too disappointing to refuse again. "Alright then, we'll stay tonight and set off early tomorrow morning."

The Deer King smiled gently and said, "Miss Wuxie, thank you for giving me the opportunity to entertain you."

Han Wuxie blushed slightly; the noble-looking Deer King was so polite that it made him feel quite embarrassed.

The Deer King led Han Wuxie and the others out the door. The old man who had been guarding the gate looked at Han Wuxie with gratitude, then suddenly prostrated himself on the ground, saying with a guilty voice, "Miss Wuxie, I was foolish. You truly came to help our Deer Clan, but I had doubted you before. I am truly sorry!"

At this moment, Xiao Bai felt that the old man, who had previously seemed repulsive, had become somewhat endearing. Seeing its master's troubled expression, Xiao Bai stepped forward to help, quickly assisting the old man to his feet, patting him on the shoulder, and saying with amusement, "You're doing this for your deer clan. There are indeed many bad people among humans, but that doesn't mean there aren't good ones. Just don't be so hasty in the future! However, you also can't blindly trust bad people!"

The old man smiled gratefully and, facing Han Wuxie, performed the same gesture the Deer King had made before. He placed his right hand on his heart, bowed, and said politely, "Thank you, Miss Wuxie. Not only did you save our Deer King, but I, in my humble state, was also promoted from the ninth level of the highest grade to the first level of the highest grade thanks to your amazing music. I truly don't know how to express my gratitude!" The old man then took out a broken piece of deer antler from his robes, saying, "This is a piece of deer antler that I broke when I was young and warlike. I have nothing else of value to give Miss Wuxie, so I can only offer this piece of antler as a gift to repay your great kindness."

Han Wuxie hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "I can't accept this."

Zhu Fengmo narrowed her eyes slightly, and Xiaobai couldn't help but become nervous. Bing stared intently at the deer antlers.

Zi Tong, being the most direct, sided with her own people, saying, "Take it. This should be a deer antler he broke off when it was at least a top-grade level three. If you don't need it, you can give it to Han Xingyu. That little guy will definitely find it useful, whether for healing or alchemy; it's a very precious treasure!"

Xiao Bai chimed in, "That's right, that's right! Han Xingyu will be very happy if he receives it! Master, please accept it!" He knew better than anyone that these deer antlers could be used to refine pills that help with leveling up. If Han Xingyu refined the pills, his master would benefit the most.

Han Wuxie still looked troubled, but the old man forcefully shoved the deer antlers into her hand, feigning anger as he said, "If Miss Wuxie refuses to take them, it means she dislikes my top-grade deer antlers. I'll break off these Saint-level antlers right here and now!"

"No, no, no!" Han Wuxie hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's because the top-grade deer antlers are too precious, and I'm embarrassed to accept them. Since Grandpa Deer said so, Wuxie will just have to shamelessly accept them!"

The old man was overjoyed to hear "Grandpa Deer," and grinned, saying, "Miss Wuxie, you are too kind to call me Grandpa Deer. Since you've called me Grandpa, I can't be stingy!" As he spoke, the old man reached into his sleeve and pulled out a jade-green bead, handing it to Han Wuxie, saying, "This is a formation eye bead that can create illusions. It's not particularly precious, not as valuable as the deer antlers I gave you before, but it's a spiritual artifact that I spent three thousand years refining. It should come in handy if you encounter danger, and you can also set up formations near your cave. It should be useful to you."

Han Wuxie felt a little awkward. He had only called him that casually, but the old man actually took it so seriously and even wanted to give him something!

Seeing its master's embarrassment, Little White reached out and grabbed the bead, saying, "I'll accept it on behalf of my master! Thank you, Old Deer!"

The old man was somewhat annoyed by the sound of "Old Deer." "Hey, you brat! How rude of you!"

The Deer King stepped forward, patted the old deer on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Old Deer, you can go now. Give the order that the entire deer clan will gather tonight. I want to host a banquet for Miss Wuxie. Also, there is something very important to announce."

The old deer was somewhat puzzled, but since the Deer King didn't say anything important, he didn't feel comfortable asking. He simply bowed slightly and withdrew.

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The bonfire blazed brightly, and the deer were the most active, leaping and bounding around the fire. The beautiful female deer among the deer tribe, who could transform into human form, turned into pretty girls, singing songs praising the moon under the night sky. The strong deer transformed into strong men, beating waist drums and dancing around the fire.

Han Wuxie, Han Xingyu, Han Tianci, Xiaobai, Zhufengmo, Bing, Zitong, Qinglang, Mowu, Heifeng, and Manniu gathered around the fire, enjoying fresh vegetables such as mushrooms, corn, and sweet potatoes.

The deer tribe does not eat meat, but their abundant vegetarian food is enough to fill them up. In addition, the vegetarian food they prepare is particularly fresh and delicious, and even tastes more palatable and fragrant than meat dishes.

An enthusiastic deer-like humanoid ran over and pulled Han Wuxie and the others, inviting them to dance and sing together. Han Wuxie wasn't very good at dancing, but Mo Wu, despite her name, had excellent dancing skills. Han Wuxie, being a martial artist, always felt uncomfortable dancing gracefully. Knowing she couldn't match Mo Wu's skills, she figured it was better to watch Mo Wu dance from the sidelines than to dance next to her. After dancing for a while, she stepped back and asked Zhu Fengmo for a guqin, as playing the guqin was her forte.

She played the guqin in sync with the drumming rhythm of the deer tribe, creating a unique and beautiful melody that complemented the powerful drumbeats.

The entire Deer Clan benefited, and the simple and honest Deer Clan people were joyfully singing and dancing in celebration. While dancing and listening to music, they would improve themselves. The biggest reason for this was that Han Wuxie deliberately controlled the sound of the zither. She had figured out a way to make the sound of the zither help the beasts improve without letting them realize that it was her sound of the zither that was helping them.

The Deer King stood on the high wooden platform and announced loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet, I have something to announce!"

As soon as the Deer King spoke, all the deer people stopped, including Han Wuxie and the others.

"As you all know, today's celebration is to express our gratitude to our benefactor, Miss Wuxie."

The deer people responded enthusiastically, cheering, "Han Wuxie, Han Wuxie, Han Wuxie..." This name will be passed down among the deer people, and will be remembered as Han Wuxie, the benefactor of the deer people.

The Deer King gestured for everyone to be quiet.

He said slowly, "I have something very important to announce at this celebration."

Everyone waited quietly for the king to speak.

The Deer King looked at the old deer and said, "Please come up, Elder Deer."

Old Lu looked a little bewildered, but quickly went up on stage.

The Deer King grabbed the old deer's hand and suddenly placed a golden compass, the most precious heirloom of the Deer Clan, in the old deer's hand. This was the master compass for all traps and mechanisms in the Deer Clan's territory. Possessing it meant that the Deer King was the deer king!

The Deer King proclaimed loudly, "Old Deer is already a Saint-level Level 1 spirit beast. I hereby hand over the throne to Old Deer. From this day forward, Old Deer is the new Deer King!"

"What?!" The audience erupted in uproar.

Old Deer shook his head vigorously, trying to refuse.

The Deer King declared sternly, "This is my order!"

The old deer said with a bitter face, "If I become the Deer King, then what about you, the Deer King?"

"I'm leaving the Deer Clan with Miss Wuxie!" The Deer King turned his gaze to Han Wuxie below the stage. "Without Miss Wuxie, the Deer Clan would surely have been besieged by the tiger demons and jackals. Miss Wuxie is our benefactor. As the Deer King, I must repay Miss Wuxie on behalf of the Deer Clan. I will become Miss Wuxie's contracted beast, to protect her! Therefore, the future of the Deer Clan is entrusted to you! Old Deer, I believe you can lead everyone well!"

Han Wuxie was slightly taken aback and looked at the people around him with a puzzled expression.

Little White cried out, "No way! Another one taking my job!"

Zhu Fengmo pouted and said, "This guy is stronger than me. Looks like I need to find a way to catch up with him!"

Bing said calmly, "Having another expert protect the master is not bad."

Han Xingyu exclaimed excitedly, "Sister Wuxie, it seems you've unintentionally abducted a super powerful level nine Saint-level spirit beast! That's amazing! If it levels up again, it will soon become a Xuan beast. With a Xuan beast's assistance, we'll surely be able to roam the martial world in the future!"

Han Tianci nodded in agreement, "He's a spirit beast, much kinder than a demon beast! He looks refined and has a dignified air. If he becomes your contracted beast, he'll be your best contracted beast. Not only is he pleasing to the eye, but he's also high-level. He's really great!"

Qinglang nodded in agreement, as did Mo Wu. Heifeng glanced indifferently at the Deer King on the platform, while Man Niu chuckled foolishly.

Hearing Han Tianci's words, Xiaobai retorted, "What do you mean your sister is the best contracted beast? The best contracted beast for our master is me! Xiaobai! No matter how strong that deer is, even if it becomes our master's contracted beast, it will still have to call me second brother!"

Zhu Fengmo glared at the Deer King on the stage with a provocative look.

Bing shrugged indifferently.

The Deer King felt a chill and looked down at the audience. He met Zhu Fengmo's provocative gaze and Xiaobai's defiant look. The Deer King frowned slightly. It seemed that he had unintentionally offended quite a few people.

After the celebration, Han Wuxie curled his lip, looked coldly at the Deer King, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't ask you to follow me, so why are you doing this?"

The Deer King smiled gently, his expression still as tender as water, and explained warmly, "Just as I said on stage, I did this to repay you. Even if you refuse to form a contract with me, I will still follow you and protect you!"

"But I don't need you to do that. You acted on your own initiative, saying those things in front of the deer herd. It would be difficult for me to face them if I didn't take you with me." She recalled how the deer people had come to her one by one, pleading with her to treat their king better in the future. Although they knew that their king became someone else's contracted beast to express his gratitude, they also knew that contracted beasts were like servants. They pleaded with Han Wuxie to treat the king better because they hoped that Han Wuxie would not act like the master of other contracted beasts and boss them around.

The Deer King placed his hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and performed the respectful gesture a deer clan would show to an honored guest. He gently comforted her, saying, "Miss Wuxie, please don't blame me for my rashness. I only wanted to pass the throne to the old deer. He asked me for my reasons, and if I didn't tell him, he wouldn't accept the throne. I could only tell everyone the reason for my resignation. I didn't expect it to make you angry, and I'm truly sorry! I sincerely want to follow you and repay you. If you don't agree, I won't stay in the deer clan and put you in a difficult position. I will leave the deer clan and quietly follow you, protecting you. I will never interfere with your life."

Han Wuxie wanted to get angry and yell, but how could she possibly get angry in front of the Deer King, who was so humble and gentle?

"Alright, forget it! Stop bowing to me all the time, there's no need for that. Since we've made things clear, let's just forget about it!" Han Wuxie pouted and held up his finger, saying, "Let's make a contract. Since you've already decided, it's not a bad thing for me to have another contracted beast."

"No!" Xiaobai rushed over, protecting Han Wuxie's hand, saying, "Master, let's ask the boss first. The boss is very good at judging people. Let him see if this guy is truly following us. Otherwise, if he has ulterior motives, things could get very bad!"

Bing nodded and said, "I also think the boss should take a look."

Zhu Fengmo sneered, "It's the master's business how he decides. The master can contract whomever he wants, so why bother asking that guy!"

"That won't do! If you don't pass the boss's test, you're not qualified to be the master's contracted beast! You're not qualified to call him 'Boss,' or 'Second Brother'!" Xiao Bai glanced coldly at Zhu Fengmo and said sarcastically, "Just like some people who can't get recognition!"

Han Xingyu and Han Tianci exchanged a glance. Although they both believed in their hearts that the deer meant no harm, they still pulled their sister aside and whispered, "Sister, why don't you ask Hua Qianye?" "Sister Wuxie, you should still ask him. After all, you won't have time to train these beasts in the future, and Hua Qianye will be the one to test them. You should let Hua Qianye see his skills."

Han Wuxie nodded, and was about to call out to Hua Qianye through the ring when Hua Qianye floated out of the ring.

Hua Qianye glanced lazily at the Deer King and said indifferently, "The Nine-Colored Deer is a kind race and will not harm you. Make a contract."

Little White shouted, "Boss, aren't you going to test him? Just because his race is good doesn't mean all deer in his race are good!"

Hua Qianye looked at Hua Qianye and asked, "Do you believe him?"

Han Wuxie turned to look at the Deer King, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "His gaze was very sincere. Although I haven't been with the Deer Clan for long, everyone in the clan is friendly and kind. It's in their nature. I think it's their nature; even if they're bad, they can't be that bad. If they do something bad, they'll feel guilty because of their kind nature. They should be the ones who suffer. So I trust him. He won't make himself suffer, so naturally he won't do anything bad, much less harm me!"

Upon hearing this, the Deer King's eyes flashed with deep guilt. Every word Han Wuxie spoke touched the depths of his heart. He wanted to reveal his past misdeeds, but Hua Qianye transmitted a message to him: "What's past is past. She won't care. If you speak out, it will only make the beasts around her hate you and become her contracted beasts in the future. If there is no harmony between your contracted beasts, it will be detrimental to her."

The Snake King pursed his lips, swallowing back the words that were about to come out. He still felt guilty and thought that he would confess his past mistakes and seek her forgiveness when it was just the two of them.

Hua Qianye smiled faintly and said, "Since you trust this deer, then let's make a contract. Whether or not you make a contract is up to you."

Han Wuxie smiled brightly, extended his finger, looked at the Deer King, and said with a smile, "If you are willing, I agree to form a contract with you. From now on, we will be friends, and the contract will be between friends, not master and servant!"

---Aside---

One more update~

The Deer King will be a very gentle and considerate child! Most importantly, he has excellent cooking skills! He will be in charge of preparing all the meals for the female lead and the others in the future! Hope you all like it!

Tomorrow's update time: 19:30 PM