Genius Beast Tamer

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He wasn't playing you.

Shen Moyu looked at Long Wu very seriously and said in a deep voice, "This child is at the mid-stage of Martial King, but in fact he is close to the peak of Martial King. So when Young Master Cheng, who is also at the mid-stage of Martial King, tried to suppress him with his divine sense, he was backfired."

"What? Approaching the peak of Martial King?"

Long Wu looked at Han Tianci in disbelief, then at Shen Moyu with suspicion, and asked suspiciously, "Boss Shen, you're not trying to get yourself out of trouble by blaming an innocent child for what you did, are you?"

Shen Moyu gave Long Wu a cold glare, choosing not to waste words with this martial arts fanatic.

Han Xingyu pouted, clearly displeased, and said, "Han Tianci, the seven guys you gave me won't fight me anymore. It's not fun at all. Let's go home!"

Han Tianci looked at Han Xingyu with amusement, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Didn't you want to play this yourself?"

"I want to play, but they don't. What's the point of playing if they don't?" Han Xingyu said, looking disappointed.

Han Wuxie narrowed his eyes, stood up, and said, "Since there's nothing fun to do, let's go home!"

"Going home like this?" Han Xingyu asked, though she felt a little reluctant.

Han Wuxie raised the corners of her mouth and took a step. Han Tianci followed closely behind his sister. Although Han Xingyu was unwilling, she still obediently followed.

Seeing the girl and two children about to leave the inn, Long Wu hurriedly chased after them, calling out, "Hey, my disciple, don't go!"

Han Xingyu turned around, spat in annoyance, and said angrily, "Who's your disciple? Get lost!"

The seven men stopped Long Wu, and the leader asked, "Long Wu, are you sure you're taking responsibility for killing the eldest young master?"

"What nonsense! Don't interfere with this great hero chasing his apprentice!" Long Wu swung his sword, not intending to kill, but the blade still seriously injured the seven people.

Long Wu didn't even glance at the seven people and hurriedly chased after Han Xingyu.

……

"Sister, that guy has been following us." Han Tianci turned around and looked at Long Wu.

Han Xingyu pursed her lips and said, "It's good to follow him. The others seem to be afraid of him and dare not follow us."

Han Wuxie smiled faintly and said, "Let's stop in the alley ahead."

"Sister Wuxie, are you really going to take this person on as a disciple?" Han Xingyu asked somewhat reluctantly. "This guy is a bit neurotic. What if he bothers me and wants me to be his apprentice?"

Han Wuxie smirked mischievously, his eyes narrowing as he said slyly, "Xingyu, how about you take him as your disciple?"

"I'll take him as my disciple?" Han Xingyu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "He's a Martial Emperor, how could he possibly be my disciple?"

"So what if he's a Martial Emperor? His martial arts techniques aren't anything special, and his internal energy is quite murky." Han Xingyu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "With your talent, you'll have already surpassed him by the time he reaches the mid-stage of Martial Emperor! Don't just focus on the present!"

Han Xingyu's eyes darted around, and he smiled arrogantly, "Taking on a martial arts fanatic as a disciple isn't bad. When we go out, everyone will think I'm his disciple, but when he calls me 'Master,' that scene will definitely leave many people dumbfounded. Haha, just thinking about those dumbfounded guys makes me feel so good! Alright, I'll take him as my disciple!"

Han Wuxie affectionately pinched Han Xingyu's cheek and chuckled, "You little rascal, I told you not to just look at the present, but you've really thought long ahead!"

Upon entering the alley, Han Wuxie and the others stopped.

Long Wu chased after them into the alley, panting slightly. "You three, your lightness skills are truly amazing! You look like you're taking a stroll, but your speed is incredible! I almost couldn't keep up with you. It's exhausting!"

Han Xingyu said irritably, "Why are you following us?"

"I said, my disciple..."

"Stop! Who is your disciple!" Han Xingyu sneered, "Although you are at the early stage of Martial Emperor, what martial arts moves or internal energy cultivation methods do you have that are worthy of my learning? Your moves are ordinary, and your internal energy is mixed. With someone like you, you want to be my master? Are you trying to corrupt me?"

Martial arts techniques and internal energy cultivation methods are his weaknesses. If it weren't for his innate superhuman strength, which allowed him to lift the Dragon Head Sword, he wouldn't have reached the early stage of Martial Emperor so quickly. His martial arts techniques and internal energy cultivation methods are indeed not very good, but they should be presentable enough to teach a little kid. At the very least, they are treasures that a mid-tier sect wouldn't dare to offer!

Long Wu said somewhat awkwardly, "Although my martial arts skills aren't top-tier, and my internal energy isn't pure, I should be able to teach you passably. At worst, I can just go and rob a few better techniques later!"

Han Xingyu curled her lip and said disdainfully, "In this martial arts world, what good martial arts techniques can you possibly rob? Those you can rob are all low-class scoundrels; what good techniques could they possibly have!"

"This..." Long Wu hesitated.

"Kid, don't worry. Master is currently searching for the legendary martial arts manual. If I find it, you'll be rewarded. Master will definitely let you learn! How about it? Following me means you'll have plenty to eat. Stop putting on airs. Where else can you find such a good master?"

"Tch!" Han Xingyu scoffed. "Are you talking about martial arts manuals that appeared due to unusual celestial phenomena? You won't find that kind of thing!"

Long Wu said with absolute certainty, "I will definitely find it!"

He brandished his dragon-headed sword, which resembled a door panel, and said, "This sword is an ancient treasure that has recently appeared in the world. I am fortunate enough to obtain it, and I will surely obtain a martial arts manual that matches it! I believe that any newly discovered manual must be designed to complement its swordsmanship. Since I possess this sword, it will definitely lead me to the manual!"

Han Xingyu's gaze lingered on Long Wu's sword, but he only glanced at it briefly. In his view, it was just a sword from the mortal realm. No matter how much martial artists praised it as a divine weapon, it was still not a true divine artifact.

Han Xingyu, in a playful mood, raised an eyebrow and said, "You just said you'd give a gift when you accepted a disciple. Now that I've taken a liking to your sword, are you willing to give it to me?"

Long Wu unconsciously tightened his grip on the knife. For a martial arts fanatic, a good knife is like a brother, and he could not sever his brotherhood.

Long Wu hesitated for a long time. He could see that the child in front of him had excellent talent for martial arts. He had studied bone reading and had a strong ability to judge bones. He could tell at a glance that the child's bones were extraordinary. There was not one like him among millions. He was reluctant to let go of such a good disciple.

Faced with this dilemma, he gritted his teeth and said, "This sword is not something you can use right now, so I can't give it to you for the time being. But if you really like it, I can promise you that once you become my disciple and reach the Martial King level, I will give it to you."

"King Wu?" Han Xingyu said calmly, "Then you can give it to me now."

Throughout the entire ordeal, Long Wu remained unaware of Han Xingyu's cultivation level. The instant Han Xingyu finished speaking, she unleashed the power of an early-stage Martial King.

Long Wu froze, then asked blankly, "How...how old are you?"

Han Xingyu was somewhat taken aback, not expecting the other party to ask such a question, and answered truthfully, "My ninth birthday is in another month."

"So, he's only eight years old?" Long Wu suddenly looked up to the sky and wailed, "I, Long Wu, have been arrogant all my life. I thought I would break through to Martial King at fifteen and Martial Emperor at twenty-five, that I was exceptionally talented. But I never expected that my own disciple would surpass me. What ability do I have to be his master? I am ashamed, I am ashamed..."

Han Xingyu glanced at him sideways and said, "You're not just saying this because you're reluctant to give me the knife, are you? You don't want to take me as your apprentice, do you?"

Long Wu hurriedly waved his hand, carefully handing the sword to Han Xingyu. His eyes were filled with reluctance, but his tone was firm: "I, Long Wu, mean what I say! This sword isn't given to you because I want to take you as my disciple, but because I believe you are more qualified to possess it than I am! I, Long Wu, am not qualified to be your master. As you said before, my martial arts techniques are actually quite ordinary, and my internal energy is not very pure. I'm afraid I would only corrupt you! Take this sword and go to the Mo Hai Sword Manor. The manor lord there recently advanced from the peak of Martial Emperor to the Martial Lord level. Only a Sword Lord is qualified to be your master! With this sword, he will surely accept you as his disciple!"

After saying that, Long Wu lowered his head, looking dejected, and sighed, "I think I'll go back and cultivate in seclusion."

Han Xingyu glanced at the knife in her hand, then at Long Wu's dejected figure, and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. She looked at Han Tianci and said, "Didn't that guy suffer a huge loss? He didn't even get a disciple, and instead gave away the knife. He even wanted to push the disciple he had his eye on to someone else. Isn't that a bit stupid?"

Han Tianci gave Han Xingyu a cold glance. "You tricked him out of his knife and you're still making such sarcastic remarks! That guy is quite pitiful; I'm even starting to feel sorry for him! Hurry up and call your disciple back, or he'll be gone. If you miss out on such a foolish disciple, it'll be hard to find a better one in the future!"

Surprisingly, Han Xingyu didn't refute Han Tianci's words; instead, she nodded in agreement, saying, "It's rare that you share my opinion. I also think this silly disciple is quite good!"

Having said that, a gust of wind swept by, and Han Xingyu appeared in front of Long Wu, tossing the dragon-headed saber at him. Feigning exhaustion, she said, "This door panel is so heavy and has such poor design; it's not suitable for this young master!"

As he spoke, Han Xingyu took out a gleaming broadsword from the small cloth bag at his waist (a treasure pouch specially made by Hua Qianye), which was covered with a layer of spiritual light floating on it, and brandished it, saying, "My sword is far superior to yours."

Long Wu is the Sword King, so he is naturally an expert in swords. He has unique insights into swords and has seen countless fine swords. He once thought that the treasured sword of the Mo Hai Sword Manor was the best sword. However, after obtaining the Dragon Head Sword, he believed that his own sword was the best. But today, his opinion has changed.

His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the knife in Han Xingyu's hand, as if his very soul were being drawn away by it. He exclaimed sincerely, "What a fine knife!"

Han Xingyu smiled proudly and suddenly displayed her swordsmanship. Three simple moves, yet they left Long Wu utterly astonished, who exclaimed excitedly, "Excellent swordsmanship!"

"Want to learn?" Han Xingyu raised an eyebrow.

Long Wu nodded subconsciously.

Han Xingyu narrowed his eyes and grinned mischievously, "Then call me Master! Master, I'll teach you!"

"What!" Long Wu snapped out of his daze and hurriedly waved his hands. If the other party were a reclusive master who said such a thing, Long Wu might have agreed without hesitation. Although he longed to learn this sword technique, he could not accept taking such a child as his master. Moreover, he was the one who was supposed to take him as his disciple!

"What, you don't want to be my disciple?" Han Xingyu unleashed three more incredibly seductive sword techniques, his eyes narrowed as he tempted, "This is just a simple level one sword technique!" As he spoke, Han Xingyu produced an ancient-looking manual. "There are ten levels inside. If you combine this with..." He then produced an internal energy cultivation manual, saying, "This pure, powerful internal energy will definitely allow you to lift a thousand-kilogram sword. Combined with this internal energy, using the tenth level sword technique, even an early-stage Martial Emperor could defeat an ordinary Sword Master!"

Long Wu's gaze gradually became unfocused, and the conviction that kept him from agreeing to become this child's disciple slowly dissipated as he gradually lost himself in such temptation.

Han Xingyu smiled mischievously, placed the two manuals close to Long Wu's eyes, waved them, and quickly pulled them back when Long Wu reached for them.

"How about it? Become my disciple, and I'll give you these two books as a greeting gift. When you reach the Martial Lord level, I'll give you even better ones!"

Long Wu reached out to grab it, but grasped at empty air. Han Xingyu's lightness skill was superb; how could his clumsy lightness skill possibly catch her?

"Your lightness skill?" Long Wu swallowed hard, trying to calm himself down.

Han Xingyu chuckled, "It seems you're after my lightness skill!"

Han Xingyu pulled out another manual, and said with a seductive smile, "Add this Cloud Illusion Steps, and you have three manuals!"

"Okay!" Long Wu finally couldn't resist the temptation and agreed loudly.

"Hehe!" Han Xingyu chuckled triumphantly, her laughter somewhat sinister, and her calculating gaze made Long Wu tremble involuntarily.

"I have a feeling that I'm going to have a lot of bad luck in the future," Long Wu muttered to himself.

Han Xingyu narrowed her eyes, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Um!" Long Wu chuckled awkwardly, scratching his afro. "I didn't say anything, can you give me the three manuals now?"

Han Xingyu crossed her arms, adopted a haughty posture, and glanced at him sideways, saying, "You said 'succeed,' and suddenly you're my disciple? Shouldn't you kowtow to acknowledge me as your master and offer me a cup of tea?"

Long Wu's face turned ashen; he simply couldn't bring himself to kneel before a child.

"What, you refuse to kneel?" Han Xingyu asked, slightly displeased.

Han Tianci and Han Wuxie stepped forward. Han Tianci frowned and said, "Han Xingyu, that's enough. Just let him pour you a cup of tea and call you 'Master,' that's all. This kind of Sword Emperor will never kneel before you!"

Long Wu looked at Han Tianci gratefully and nodded, saying, "Master, let me pour you a cup of tea. As for kneeling, I'll kneel before you later when I'm used to it. Right now, I can't accept being a disciple of such a young child like you. I really can't bring myself to kneel!"

Han Xingyu looked dissatisfied, and Han Wuxie patted him on the shoulder and said, "Give him some time to adapt."

Han Xingyu reluctantly nodded and casually tossed the three manuals to Long Wu, saying, "Since you've already called me Master, the kneeling thing is off."

Long Wu anxiously caught the three manuals and held them carefully in his arms.

---Aside---

Second update!

I've updated twice today, which is 8000 words. I originally wanted to post 10,000 words, but this fifth episode is really stuck, so I can't keep posting 10,000 words like I did for the third and fourth episodes. I'll try my best to post 10,000 words once I get through this!