Genius Beast Tamer

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"Really? Are you kidding me?" Xiaobai looked incredulous.

Zhu Fengmo looked slightly surprised, her gaze filled with a hint of inquiry as she looked at Hua Qianye.

Her icy eyes gleamed with even greater joy. She suddenly rushed in front of Little White and said coldly, "I want the demon core! Accept the challenge!"

Xiao Bai finally realized what was happening, quickly dodged, and said angrily, "Did you think I, Xiao Bai, was easy to bully? The demon core is mine!"

Little White and Ice got into a fierce fight. Ice naturally had the upper hand, but the agile rabbit wasn't seriously injured. Although he was always at a disadvantage and couldn't turn the tables, Ice couldn't do anything about him either, as he couldn't accurately hit him each time. The fight went on for a long time without a clear winner.

Hua Qianye looked at the two of them with satisfaction.

Ice lacks combat power. He used to train alone in the snow mountain and had no experience in actual combat, so he could not give full play to his strength in battle.

Although Xiao Bai has some combat experience, he always uses his agility to evade attacks, making it difficult for him to defeat powerful magical beasts that specialize in spells. A friendly sparring match would allow them to each learn from each other's strengths.

Hua Qianye looked at the Deer King and said calmly, "You should cultivate on your own. First, familiarize yourself with your own level nine power, comprehend the inherited memories of the tiger demon and the jackal, and see if there is anything you can integrate into your own."

The Deer King nodded and went to cultivate on his own.

Hua Qianye tossed a demon core to Zi Tong, saying, "This is a bear demon core. Absorb and refine it; some of the bear demon's attack methods might be useful to you."

Zi Tong took the demon core, hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed it. Hua Qianye silently chanted a spell, and the blue spiritual flower merged into Zi Tong's body. Zi Tong quickly refined the demon core, upgrading it from the fourth grade of the highest quality to the fifth grade of the highest quality.

Zhu Fengmo waited quietly until Zi Tong finished refining the demon core. At this time, Xiao Bai and Bing also decided the winner. After all, Xiao Bai was three levels lower than Bing. Although he had once defeated a magical beast that was three levels higher than him, how could Bing compare with a magical beast without intelligence?

As promised, Hua Qianye threw the sable's demon core to Bing. Just as Bing was about to swallow the core and refine it, Hua Qianye stopped her, saying, "You cannot comprehend this demon core for the time being. You, Xiaobai, and Zitong should join forces to fight Zhu Fengmo."

"What? We're going to team up against Zhu Fengmo, a Saint-level 6? We can't win!" Xiaobai shook his head vigorously. He was already exhausted from the previous battle, and now he had to fight again!

"This is training, and it's also an order." Hua Qianye stared coldly at Xiaobai, leaving no room for argument.

Xiao Bai lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

Hua Qianye watched them train, but a trace of her consciousness remained in Han Wuxie's palm, her heart still longing for her.

Han Wuxie was dressed in a golden robe, her fair face radiating vitality. Her bright eyes held a hint of cunning and a touch of childishness, and her delicate face wore a gentle smile, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Beside her stood Han Tianci, gentle and refined, with an air of elegance and scholarly grace, like a celestial being. Han Xingyu, on the other hand, had a mischievous air about him, a wicked smile on his face, revealing his devilish nature.

"Sister, why are there always such malicious eyes staring at us here?" Han Tianci frowned unhappily.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and caught the unfriendly gazes around him out of the corner of his eye.

"Tianci, Xingyu, haven't you always wanted to practice your skills? Now that you've come to the Martial World Continent, you can finally test your abilities!" A sly smile played on Han Wuxie's lips.

Han Xingyu shivered and muttered under her breath, "Sister, you're even more devilish than me. Looks like I'll have to give you the title of 'Little Devil'!"

Han Wuxie, Han Tianci, and Han Xingyu entered an inn in the southwest of the town. Inside the inn, the white walls were already covered with the marks of time and looked quite old.

Han Tianci said, "Waiter, bring me some good tea and snacks."

"We don't have tea here, only wine!" The waiter was being a bit difficult for Han Wuxie and his two companions. Very few children dared to come in here, since they didn't have any cultivation and wouldn't dare to eat here.

Han Wuxie smiled slightly and asked, "Only wine? Do you have all kinds of wine?"

"Of course! If you can think of it, we definitely have it here!" the waiter said proudly.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes and asked with a faint smile, "I've heard that fine wine is made by adding fruit during the brewing process, making it clear, fragrant, and mellow, suitable for all ages without causing intoxication. Do you have a pot of that kind of wine?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and just as he was feeling awkward, a voice emanating from the private room upstairs came from within: "I present this young lady with my treasured grape wine."

"Boss..." The waiter was about to say something, but was interrupted.

"go."

"Yes." The waiter had no choice but to go down and get the wine.

Han Wuxie glanced at the private room without saying much, but his gaze deepened. The person's internal strength had at least reached the peak of the Martial King realm, but whether he had truly used all his internal strength was still unknown, so he had to be wary.

The waiter brought over the fine wine, which Han Wuxie accepted indifferently, but at the same time tossed a gold ingot over, coldly saying, "I don't like drinking other people's wine for free. I have my own money to buy it."

The waiter looked up at the second floor, but the people on the second floor didn't say anything. The waiter then took the money without permission and left.

"Truly a treasure, extraordinary indeed." Han Wuxie smiled faintly, gently toying with the wine glass in one hand, seemingly in a good mood, as if genuinely praising the fine wine.

The guests sitting around her all turned their attention to her, or rather, openly flirted with her with their eyes; very few people secretly glanced at her.

After all, this is the martial arts world. Those who dare to walk on the streets, or even drink and eat in inns, are all skilled martial artists. They are naturally bold and fearless. So what if they look? So what if they tease? For them, not going up and directly touching the owner is already giving the owner a lot of face.

If they saw such a beautiful young woman outside, they would have kidnapped her long ago. However, considering the power of the shop owner, they dared not cause trouble here, which is why they all kept quiet.

Seeing the slightly lewd gazes, Han Wuxie seemed to ignore their implications, completely unconcerned, as if he hadn't seen anything, and continued to leisurely savor his wine.

"This young lady is truly stunning. I've never seen such a beautiful girl before!" A burly man leered as he walked up to Han Wuxie's table, staring intently at her. He asked, "What's your name? Who are you from? I didn't know there was such a beautiful virgin like you here."

Han Wuxie's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a smile of extraordinary elegance appeared at the corner of his mouth. Without getting angry, he smiled brightly and said, "My home is not here, so naturally you wouldn't know."

"Sizzle! Ah! That sound is so nice!" The big man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth that looked rather disgusting. He winked at Han Wuxie, acting like a handsome man and trying to charm him with his eyes. It was hilarious.

"Little beauty, no matter whose family you're from, judging by your age, you're probably not engaged yet, right? Why don't you come with me and live the high life? I'll make sure you have a good life!" He lewdly grinned, "Every night I'll make you feel like you're in heaven!"

Han Wuxie slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the burly man's face. His tone was ambiguous, neither mocking nor probing, as he calmly asked, "You want to marry me?"

The surrounding guests watched the commotion without daring to speak. No one dared to cause trouble in this inn. This burly man dared to stand up and flirt with the girl because he was used to being domineering. Naturally, no one dared to offend him. At most, they were secretly annoyed that such a good girl had been snatched up by someone else. They had originally planned to follow her after she left the inn.

The burly man slapped his chest muscles hard. He was wearing a vest, his thick arms exposed, and the vest was not buttoned up, revealing his solid pectoral muscles. He moved his body, and his chest muscles twitched, which looked somewhat comical.

"My little beauty, since ancient times, beauties have been paired with heroes! You marrying me is an immense blessing. I am a mid-stage Martial King, and look at the people here. They all look at me with fear. If you become my wife, even their eyes will be filled with fear. You will be my high and mighty wife, and those spineless cowards will bow and scrape before you! With me, you'll be incredibly happy!"

The burly man's eyes were practically glued to Han Wuxie's face, staring at her lecherously. He swallowed hard as he spoke, "Little girl, I've been talking for so long, say something! Are you going to agree or not? I'm talking to you nicely now, don't be stubborn!"

Han Wuxie blinked, looking somewhat bewildered at her two younger brothers beside her. "Do you think someone like him is suitable to be your brother-in-law?"

Han Tianci and Han Xingyu, who were standing next to her, burst out laughing when they saw their sister pretending to be silly.

"You two brats! What are you laughing at!" the burly man said, enraged.

"How utterly presumptuous! They're laughing at your looks, thinking you're a toad trying to eat a swan! Such a peerless beauty, with such captivating looks at such a young age, how could you, a weakling at the mid-stage Martial King level, possibly protect her in two years? A beauty is meant to be paired with a hero, but that's only in terms of relative beauty and relative strength. Such a beauty is nothing but trouble for you, not someone as mediocre as you. If you were to force a pairing, it would be like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung!"

A young man in white robes emerged from the private room upstairs. He had a refined appearance, and such a refined person was extremely rare in the martial arts world.

"Miss, is the wine to your liking?" He smiled politely at Han Wuxie.

"Shen Moyu, don't think you're so great just because you're at the peak of Martial King. I took a liking to this girl first, what right do you have to snatch her away!" The burly man stepped forward and tried to grab the man's collar.

With a calm smile, Shen Moyu leaped into the air and kicked the big man's flat face. After kicking him, he stood next to Han Wuxie, looking at the big man with a forced apologetic smile and said, "I'm really sorry, the soles of my shoes are a bit dirty today. I'll definitely wear new shoes next time before I step on you."

Han Wuxie slowly put down his cup, glanced indifferently at Shen Moyu, and then casually looked at the footprints on the burly man's face. He narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "Are your shoes dirty? I think it's his face that's naturally dirty."

The burly man's expression changed, and his massive body leaped into the air with surprising speed. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't match Han Tianci. In the blink of an eye, Han Tianci blocked his path. Han Tianci smiled slightly and mocked, "What, trying to forcibly take my sister away? Did you even ask if I, this young man, would agree to call you brother-in-law?"

Han Wuxie pursed her lips and remained silent, her slender jade finger pointing in front of Shen Moyu as she shook her head.

Shen Moyu frowned, wondering why, as the older sister, she would be so at ease letting her young brother stand in front of her, facing a burly man at the mid-stage of the Martial King realm. However, since the older sister forbade him to make a move, he didn't need to interfere. He would just observe for now and make his move when the time was right.

The burly man stretched out his huge palm and slashed horizontally at Han Tianci. Han Tianci dodged to the side and, mimicking the man's previous horizontal slash, struck at the man's neck.

The big man felt a sharp pain in his neck and rubbed it hard. Han Tianci smiled triumphantly, put his hands on the big man's shoulders, flipped over and jumped behind him, climbed onto his neck, sat on his neck, and locked his legs around the big man's arms.

Han Tianci was as soft as a rope, but to the burly man who was locked up by him, Han Tianci was like an iron chain. The burly man's arms were very strong, and he could lift a stone weighing more than 300 pounds without panting, but at this moment he could not deal with this little guy and was actually locked up by him and could not move.

Han Tianci's movements were like those of an immortal, elegant and noble. His skill was so exquisite that it was as if he were a dancer sitting on the shoulders of a giant. Every movement was smooth and natural, leaving the martial arts practitioners present dumbfounded.

Han Wuxie's voice was soft and melodious, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was full of praise, "Tianci, have you had enough fun?"

With a whoosh, Han Tianci felt a gust of wind sweep by. A chopstick on the table had been grabbed by the big man and was being stabbed into Han Tianci's eye with lightning speed.

As he pierced the chopsticks, the burly man deliberately released the most powerful spiritual pressure he could muster, imbuing the chopsticks with immense internal force. This was a fatal blow, and his malicious intent was evident. He used spiritual pressure to lock down his opponent, preventing him from escaping. The chopsticks, carrying powerful internal force, would not only pierce the opponent's eyeballs but could also break through the eyeballs, shatter the skull, and exit through the back of the head, killing instantly.

Shen Moyu looked anxious. In the blink of an eye, he didn't have time to make a move. He regretted that he thought he could make a move in time, but he had overestimated himself. He was about to watch this talented and extraordinary child die in front of him, and he couldn't help him at all.

When the guests in the hall thought Han Tianci was doomed, Han Tianci was not nervous at all. His eyes turned cold, and his powerful divine sense pressure rebounded. The big man, who thought he was in the middle stage of Martial King and would have an overwhelming victory, was caught off guard and was forced back by the divine sense pressure of the middle stage of Martial King. The sudden impact turned into a huge backlash.

The burly man suddenly froze, his pupils widened, and bright red blood flowed from his tear ducts. This was a sign of backlash from his divine consciousness and internal force attacking his heart. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, knelt down, and fell face down, his face pressed tightly against the ground, no longer moving.

Han Tianci got off him, walked to Han Wuxie's side, and said with a disappointed look, "This is really no fun. It got boring after just a few moves."

Han Xingyu, standing to the side, counted on her fingers and said, "Han Tianci, you're really something. This is only the second person you've killed, and you're already developing a liking for killing! I can now admit that we share the same bloodline; we both have this crazy fetish!"

Just as Shen Moyu came to his senses, seven burly men carrying large swords rushed in. The leader stepped forward and picked up the dead man on the ground, calling out to him repeatedly, "Young Master, Young Master..."

Finally, unable to wake the burly man, the leader looked murderously across the entire hall and demanded sharply, "Who did this!" Instinctively, his gaze fell on Shen Moyu, believing that only Shen Moyu had the ability to kill the eldest young master.

Han Tianci slowly stepped forward, a refined and noble smile spreading across his face. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you talking about this guy who was attacked by divine consciousness? He killed himself; it has nothing to do with anyone else!"

The burly man leading the group scoffed, "Where did this brat come from? Get out of my way!"

"I'll ask you one more time: whoever killed the eldest young master had better step forward, or everyone here will have to pay with their lives!"

Several cowardly individuals in the hall shouted, "It wasn't our fault! That brat killed your young master!"

"Kid?" The burly man in the lead looked at Han Tianci.

Han Tianci shook his head helplessly and said sarcastically, "If you insist that I killed him, there's nothing I can do. His spiritual pressure was no match for mine; he tried to intimidate me but instead suffered a backlash!"

Han Xingyu scoffed from the side, "You brat, so cocky!" Then, he muttered somewhat resentfully, "Han Tianci really stole the show this time, it's making me itchy to get my hands on him!"

Han Tianci narrowed his eyes, clearly hearing Han Xingyu's mutterings, and chuckled, "Itchy hands? There are seven people here, how about you have four to play with?"

"You're willing?" Han Xingyu pouted. "You stingy little devil, you really want to?"

Han Tianci shrugged, glancing disdainfully at the seven men before coldly saying, "They're just seven small fry! What's the problem? I find dealing with them too unexciting! If you like, you can have them all!"

"You can have them all, no problem?" Han Xingyu's eyes lit up. Like a cunning cat spotting seven playful mice, a mischievous smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he chuckled, "Then, you can take a rest!"

Han Tianci crossed his arms and sat down next to Han Wuxie. Han Wuxie, as if nothing had happened, continued sipping his wine calmly. Han Tianci picked up a pastry and ate it with relish, lazily saying, "Hey Han Xingyu, you'd better hurry up. It looks like I'm almost full. We'll be going back soon, so don't play too long!"

Hearing the two brats on the other side say that they didn't take him and his six men seriously at all, the big man's gaze turned serious and bloodthirsty, and his murderous aura grew stronger.

---Aside---

There won't be a second update today. It's getting colder and colder, my nose is stuffy, and I'm exhausted! Everyone, please take care of yourselves and wear more clothes. I'm sensitive to the cold, and I've already put on my thermal underwear!