Genius Beast Tamer

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With a mischievous smile and narrowed phoenix eyes, Han Xingyu, though still young, already exuded an enchanting and devilish charm.

"Will the seven of you come one by one, or all at once?"

His disdainful tone successfully enraged the seven Khans.

The leading Khan lost his composure and roared furiously, "Attack! Attack together!"

"You damn brat! I'm going to cut that annoying mouth of yours off!"

"I'm going to cut off his disgusting tongue and braise it!"

"Damn it, I'm going to boil him! Kid meat is always so tender!"

"It's been years since I've seen such an arrogant brat. Today I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

"Exactly!"

"Go, take care of his limbs!"

The six henchmen who rushed up with the leading man kept muttering vulgarities.

Han Xingyu glanced at the seven men, and seven large swords suddenly slashed down. The seven men's eyes lit up with joy, thinking that the boy who was standing there motionless would surely die a miserable death under the sword.

But as the broadsword fell, the flash of light disappeared, and the afterimage vanished.

What they struck was merely an afterimage left behind due to their rapid movement; the real Hanxing Jade had already arrived behind the seven.

Han Xingyu raised a mocking smile and taunted, "Seven of you, you're really something, getting so excited about chopping up thin air!"

"He...he...when did he run away?" a henchman stammered, staring wide-eyed in disbelief at the perfectly fine little boy behind him.

"He's got some skills. Looks like we can't underestimate him!" Another fat follower looked at Han Xingyu with some wariness.

The burly man at the head of the group turned cold and commanded in a grim tone, "Lock onto him with your divine senses! Third and fourth, block the doorway, don't let him escape! Second, flank him from the left, fifth, flank him from the right! Sixth, you and I will attack from the front; I'll hold the line, you hold the line!"

"Hey, are there people fighting here? Why didn't you call me?" A man carrying a huge sword walked in.

The man's hair was messy, with a bit of an afro. His clothes were worn and torn in many places, clearly indicating that he was a troublemaker. The large knife on his back was very distinctive, with a huge blade deliberately made to resemble a dragon's head. The knife was four times larger than an ordinary large knife and looked like a large door panel shaped like a dragon's head.

"Dragon Martial Arts Fanatic!" The burly man at the head of the group frowned at the newcomer and said in a low, displeased voice, "You bastard, trying to meddle in other people's business again, playing the hero?"

Long Wu curled his lip, frowning unhappily, and said, "How many times have I told you? My name is Long Wu. What do you mean by 'Long Wu idiot'? Are you the only one who can come up with nicknames? Mao Sanpao! Today, you little tagalong, you've been following your young master around bullying people again?"

Long Wu found a place to sit down. He sat there in a very lazy manner and looked rather frivolous.

He ruffled his frizzy hair, looked at the seven men, and seeing them staring warily at a child, he burst out laughing, "Mao Sanpao, when did you become such a coward? It was one thing for you to bully Martial Grandmaster level cultivators with your young master in the past, but this time, you're bullying a child! Each time is worse than the last! What's wrong with your eyes? It's like you're afraid of this kid!"

Han Xingyu was very displeased and said angrily, "What's wrong with being a kid? How dare you look down on me! Where did you come from? Are you with those seven?"

"Hey kid, you've got quite the temper!" Long Wu stroked his stubble, looked Han Xingyu up and down, then suddenly grinned and said loudly, "Kid, your temper suits me quite well. I, Long Wu, was just about to take on a disciple. How about it? Call me Master, and I'll take care of these guys for you. I'll take their pants off and force them to bend over so you can spank them! How about that?"

Han Xingyu was stunned. He never expected that this guy would actually take him as his disciple!

Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, amused, and asked, "You want to take me as your disciple? Well, that depends on whether you have the ability. What is your cultivation level?"

"Oh, you're getting picky!" Long Wu wasn't bothered at all. Suddenly, he unleashed the martial power of an early-stage Martial Emperor and laughed heartily, "How about it, kid? Are you satisfied with my cultivation level?"

"Hehe..." Han Xingyu laughed somewhat awkwardly. To be honest, this guy's cultivation level in the martial arts world was not bad, but he was really not up to the task of being her master! However, seeing how enthusiastic he was, she was too embarrassed to say bluntly, "Your cultivation level is too low, not even as good as my sister Wuxie's!"

"Hey, you little brat, say something! What are you grinning about!" Long Wu was getting impatient.

Han Wuxie, standing to the side, became interested. He gave Long Wu a deep look and asked Shen Moyu beside him, "Young Master Shen, do you recognize this Long Wu?"

Shen Moyu smiled politely and replied, "This guy is a regular customer of my shop."

"Then you must know him quite well, right? Can you tell me about him?" Han Wuxie asked, toying with his wine glass.

"You're interested in him?" Shen Moyu chuckled to herself: This little girl, could she have taken a liking to Long Wu? Long Wu is certainly having a lucky day with women!

Han Wuxie nodded slightly and said, "The more detailed the better."

"He doesn't belong to any sect or family; he's just a rogue cultivator. For a rogue cultivator to reach the early stage of Martial Emperor at such a young age is truly extraordinary. He's naturally a busybody, always wanting to play the hero. The martial world is chaotic; bullying and harassment of women are generally ignored, but he's an exception, frequently getting involved. Many people in this town have received his help and call him Hero Long, but many others have been taught a lesson by him, and they all call him Martial Arts Maniac Long, the meddlesome Long."

"Oh? Master Long, Martial Arts Fanatic, Nosy Dragon? He seems to be an interesting person." Han Wuxie's smile deepened.

Han Tianci smiled slightly and said, "Sister, you've taken a liking to him?"

Han Wuxie smiled gently, squinted at Long Wu, and replied, "Didn't Hua Qianye ask me to recruit talent? This guy is quite pleasing to the eye!"

Shen Moyu, who was standing to the side, finally understood. This girl had indeed taken a liking to Long Wu, but it wasn't out of romantic love; rather, it was out of a desire to recruit him as a general.

Although we don't know the girl's true identity, her two younger brothers are both quite powerful. The first child to fight the eldest son of the Cheng family is at least a mid-stage Martial King. Only a large family could cultivate such a child.

Shen Moyu kindly reminded him, "I don't know your background, but I must tell you, this Long Wu is not someone who is easy to subdue. In the past, many large families and some mid-to-upper-level sects invited him to become family elders or sect elders, but he refused them all. He is a martial arts fanatic who doesn't care about status or money. The only thing that could make him willingly submit is probably that legendary secret manual."

"The legendary secret manual?" Han Wuxie raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Shen Moyu said, "Three years ago, there were unusual celestial phenomena, and from an unknown place, a saying was spread: 'A secret manual has appeared. Whoever obtains the manual will surely rule the martial arts world.' Although Long Wu had no interest in unifying the martial arts world, he had been searching for the legendary manual all along."

Han Wuxie and Han Tianci exchanged a glance and murmured simultaneously, "A secret manual has appeared. If one obtains it, they will surely rule the martial arts world?"

Han Wuxie's gaze towards Long Wu deepened, carrying a profound meaning and a hint of sly smile.

At this moment, Long Wu was furious. Pointing at Han Xingyu, he roared, "You brat, don't pretend to be in a difficult position. I've taken a liking to you and want to take you as my disciple. Don't put on airs! Just tell me your conditions. I'm not a stingy person. Since I'm taking on a disciple, I'll definitely have a gift to give. Don't be so coy!"

Forced into a corner, Han Xingyu said with a bitter face, "Brother, can you stop? I'm not putting on airs, I really don't want to be your apprentice!"

"Don't want to be my apprentice? I, Long Wu, am the famous Hero Long in this town! Countless kids want to be my apprentice and follow me on my chivalrous adventures! You actually don't want to be my apprentice? You have to give me a reason, otherwise I'll take it as you putting on airs! I'll just kidnap you and take you away! You'll have to be my apprentice whether you want to or not!"

Han Xingyu looked worried and glanced at the seven people beside him. They had already found a place to rest and looked like they were watching a good show. Weren't they here to cause trouble for him and to avenge their young master?

Han Xingyu knew that Long Wu was a Martial Emperor in the early stage, not someone to be trifled with, and that he couldn't beat him. Naturally, he vented his anger on the seven people, roaring at them, "You seven, aren't you going to avenge your young master? Come on, let's fight! Don't let that crazy person who can't find disciples ruin our business!"

The burly man who led the group of seven stretched and said, "We don't want to ruin Long Wuchi's plans. If he takes you as his disciple, we can hold Long Wuchi responsible for the young master's death today. We can also report this to the master, and he won't blame us for not protecting the young master properly. After all, Long Wuchi's strength is beyond our ability to defeat! If Long Wuchi doesn't take you as his disciple today, or if you don't become his apprentice, then we'll settle this score properly!"

Long Wu blinked in astonishment before noticing a corpse lying on the ground—the domineering and spoiled eldest son of the Cheng family.

"Him? Wasn't he a mid-stage Martial King? How did he die? Who dared to do this? I only went over to teach him a lesson, and someone actually dared to kill him outright! He was the eldest son of the Cheng family. The person who killed him is ruthless and has guts. I really admire their courage!" Long Wu scratched his head, looking at the corpse with a troubled expression. He seemed to have noticed something amiss and asked in surprise, "Divine consciousness backlash? This guy died from a divine consciousness backlash? Who did it?"

Long Wu looked at everyone in the hall, his gaze settling on Shen Moyu.

Long Wu's expression turned strange, then he suddenly laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Boss Shen, I really didn't expect you to meddle in other people's business. In the past, when this guy caused trouble here, you always turned a blind eye. What's going on today? You actually took action? This is truly a strange thing!"

Shen Moyu's expression darkened slightly. She glanced coldly at Long Wu and said, "You overestimate me. I don't want to mess with a domineering family like the Cheng family. Those old fogies in the Cheng family are not people I can afford to offend. I'm just a businessman."

Long Wu looked unconvinced and waved his hand, saying, "Boss Shen, stop pretending! What businessman is as capable as you? Your peak Martial King strength isn't just for show!"

"If you have the guts to open a business in the martial arts world, you must have some self-defense skills. Otherwise, you'll be robbed every now and then, which is a loss that a businessman like me can't afford!" Shen Moyu's face remained sullen, with a hint of seriousness as he said, "However, a peak Martial King is nothing more than a seedling that can be nipped in the bud when facing a power like the Cheng family. I'm a businessman, I won't make a mistake in my calculations, and I naturally won't do anything that would cause me to lose money. The death of Young Master Cheng has nothing to do with me."

Seeing his serious expression, Long Wu realized he didn't seem to be lying. He then carefully examined the people in the hall but still couldn't discern anyone else capable of killing the eldest son of the Cheng family.

Long Wu looked at Shen Moyu with a puzzled expression, and said with distress, "Young Master Cheng was attacked by divine sense backlash. He obviously wanted to use his divine sense to lock onto someone, but he didn't expect that person to be stronger than him. In the end, his divine sense backlashed, his internal energy attacked his heart, and his blood and qi burst through his brain membrane, causing him to die! The opponent should be a master of at least the mid-stage of Martial King. Apart from you, a peak Martial King, and me, an early-stage Martial Emperor, there shouldn't be anyone here who could cause his divine sense to backlash, right?"

Inside the lobby, a burly man with his head covered laughed.

Hearing the laughter, Long Wu frowned and said fiercely, "What are you laughing at! Stand up for me, this great hero!"

Shocked by the divine pressure of an early-stage Martial Emperor, the burly man who had been chuckling had no choice but to stand up and said timidly, "Hero Long, I'm not laughing at you. It's just that if I told you who killed Young Master Cheng, you would definitely laugh and wouldn't believe me. So I couldn't help but laugh because I thought about how you would not believe me."

Long Wu scratched his head and roared impatiently, "What nonsense! Get to the point! Just tell me, who killed Young Master Cheng?"

"Well..." The burly man chuckled and cautiously glanced at Han Wuxie's table, then secretly looked at Han Tianci. He saw that Han Tianci was looking at him innocently, as if he really was just a nine-year-old boy with a good temperament, just like his appearance.

"What the hell? Are you even a man? Why are you stammering like that!" Long Wu roared, looking fierce and ready to explode at any moment.

The burly man swallowed hard. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. Should he speak or not? He was filled with regret. What was he laughing at? Was this something he could laugh about?

"Speak!" Long Wu roared.

The burly man was startled and looked at Han Tianci, who was pretending to be innocent. After weighing the options, he decided to answer the question in front of him. Offending Long Wu was not a good thing!

"That kid!" The big man pointed at Han Tianci, not daring to look at him, afraid that the kid would cause him trouble because he had revealed him.

Following the direction the burly man pointed, Long Wu was first stunned, then shouted, "Bastard! This is outrageous! How is this possible? He's just a child who's not even ten years old!"