Genius Beast Tamer

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"Silly disciple, come home with your master!" Han Xingyu waved his hand arrogantly, deliberately speaking in a condescending tone.

Long Wu, carrying three secret manuals, followed closely behind Han Xingyu.

Han Tianci and Han Wuxie exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile at the same time.

……

In front of the house, Wild Bull and Black Wind guarded the gate.

The two looked at the stranger that Han Xingyu had brought back with suspicion.

Long Wu scratched his afro, looking slightly embarrassed. He wasn't used to being stared at like a monkey.

"Brother Han, who is this?" the burly man asked casually.

Since arriving in the martial arts world, Qinglang changed his address and began calling Han Xingyu "boss," becoming a true bodyguard. Perhaps this was out of gratitude for Han Xingyu healing Mo Wu.

Wild Bull and Black Wind naturally followed Green Wolf's lead and began calling Han Xingyu "Boss Han".

"Brother Han?" Long Wu looked at Han Xingyu blankly. There were so many things about his master that he couldn't understand.

Han Xingyu pointed at Long Wu and said casually, "Wild Bull, Black Wind, these are the silly disciples I just took in!"

"What? Your apprentice?" The bull was dumbfounded. "Such a big apprentice?"

Black Wind's cold face seemed to twitch slightly.

"Yes, my apprentice's name is Long Wu!"

Han Xingyu looked at Long Wu, pointed to Man Niu and Hei Feng, and introduced them: "That big guy is called Man Niu, and that cold-looking guy is called Hei Feng. They're both my underlings!"

"Alright, stop blocking the doorway." Han Tianci waved his hand and said, "Let's all go inside and talk!"

The moment Han Wuxie entered the mansion, he frowned and glanced at the corner not far behind him, where a dark shadow flashed by.

"It's Mao Sanpao!" Long Wu, like Han Wuxie, was a master in the early stage of Martial Emperor, so he naturally noticed it as well.

Han Wuxie nodded slightly, showing no intention of chasing after him.

She smiled knowingly and said, "It seems this house will have quite a few guests tonight."

Han Xingyu grinned mischievously, "I happen to be short of people for my experiments! I'll take as many as you need!"

"Master, do you need a medicine man?" Long Wu was even more confused. Just how capable was his master?

"Tch! Your master is a divine healer, didn't you know that!" Han Xingyu sneered, pointing at Man Niu and saying, "Man Niu, help me take care of my apprentice, he'll share a room with you!"

The bull wailed, "I'm already sharing a room with Black Wind and Purple Eyes! It's already cramped enough with three people, and you want another one?"

Han Xingyu curled his lip and said grandly, "Tomorrow, have Qinglang go buy a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. I'm going to make a fortune here! I'll buy you all a big house!"

Upon hearing this, the bull's face lit up with joy. He patted Long Wu on the shoulder and said, "Brother Long Wu, come with me!"

……

Get married.

An elderly man with white hair stood guard in front of a corpse, his gaze somewhat unfocused. He stared at the face of the deceased for a long time without moving, creating a very desolate scene.

The corpse was the eldest son of the Cheng family, and the old man was Cheng Nankuang, the head of the Cheng family.

Cheng Nankuang appears to be a weathered, frail old man, but those who know him are terrified of him.

He was treacherous and cunning, and he never killed people with a single blow, preferring to torture them to death little by little.

Torture is his personal hobby, so he has a nickname in the martial arts world: "Torture Maniac".

In the past, only the young master Cheng, who was in the early stages of King Wu's reign, dared to be arrogant and domineering. Those who liked to help others would only teach him a lesson and never dare to kill him, simply because he had such a freakish father.

Cheng Nankuang was a peak Martial Emperor. He loved recruiting experts. As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes. He was very generous to the experts he recruited, treating them as his own brothers. Therefore, the Cheng family has always stood strong and no one dares to offend them.

When the servants of the Cheng family learned of the eldest son's death, they, being loyal to him, all came forward to avenge him, but Cheng Nankuang stopped them at the door.

Cheng Nankuang had only three children in his life: one son and two daughters.

He knew his eldest son was useless, but he doted on him very much. Firstly, he had only daughters after that and had no intention of taking concubines or having more sons. Secondly, although his eldest son was useless, he was very filial to his father. Every morning he would greet him and serve tea, calling him "Dad" affectionately. He knew how to please him. So even though his son was mediocre in martial arts and extremely bad at literature, he still liked the boy very much. After all, a sweet tongue is never disliked.

"Master, they live in a secluded house in the western suburbs." The voice of Guard Mao rang out from outside the door. (Mao Sanpao, as Long Wu had mentioned.)

The old man in the room finally stirred, and his unfocused gaze instantly ignited with fury.

"Cheng Xiao, Cheng Zhu, Cheng Kun! The three of you, go!" His voice was as powerful as a bell, and one could hear the intense, overwhelming anger in it.

"yes!"

Of the eight guardians at the door, three bowed to the closed door and responded loudly.

Cheng Xiao was in his early forties, with a tall and robust build, huge eyes like copper bells, thick eyebrows, prominent brow bones, and a fierce appearance.

Cheng Zhu was not yet fifty years old, very thin, with rat-like eyes, a sinister look, and a vicious face.

Cheng Kun was over fifty-five years old, of medium to thin build, with a head of gray hair and a faint stubble on his face. His eyes seemed harmless, and he dressed simply, like an ordinary farmer. However, deep within those harmless eyes lay a bloodthirsty arrogance.

Just as the three were about to leap away, Cheng Nankuang's sinister voice came from inside the room: "Take them alive."

The three of them couldn't help but tremble. They understood the meaning behind this order better than anyone else: the master wanted to deal with Long Wu himself, to torture him little by little until he died of pain.

"Yes!" The three of them didn't waste any words, responded, and flew away.

……

Long Wu followed Man Niu to a simple room where a handsome man with purple hair was lying, fast asleep with a pillow in his arms.

They chatted along the way, and Long Wu was a naturally familiar person; he and Man Niu already had a very good relationship.

Long Wu asked in confusion, "Man Niu, who is this?"

"His name is Zi Tong, and he is a demon beast."

"What? Monsters? Do monsters really exist?"

Long Wu was a native of the martial arts continent. He had never been to the Nine Provinces Continent, nor to the desolate forests and misty swamps. He had only a superficial understanding of beasts, and he always thought that beasts that could transform were just legends.

The savage bull chuckled, "Our house is home to many demonic beasts! Besides the top-grade level five demonic beast, Purple Eyes, there are also top-grade rabbits, top-grade ice foxes, saint-level snakes, and saint-level deer!"

Long Wu looked at the bull in disbelief, seemingly finding it hard to accept.

Seeing his dazed look, the bull chuckled and said, "Sit down first, and I'll tell you about the people and beasts here. After all, you'll be living with us from now on, so you'll need to get to know them."

Zi Tong slept soundly, and no matter what the two of them said, they couldn't wake him. Occasionally, he would mumble a few words in his sleep: "Master..."

Hearing Zi Tong's sleep-talking, Long Wu asked worriedly, "Won't we wake him up?"

"No, he just finished his training. Hua Qianye's training exhausted him, and he can't wake up for a while."

Man Niu poured Long Wu a cup of tea and said, "Your master Han Xingyu's medical skills are superb. He cured my head and Qinglang Niangzi's illness. Later, my head followed Han Xingyu and called him Boss. Naturally, I followed him and called Han Xingyu Boss Han. The Black Wind you just saw was our former deputy leader. We used to be assassins, but now we follow Boss Han and we're no longer assassins."

"The beautiful girl you saw is named Han Wuxie, and she is Han Laoda's cousin. There is also a child who is about the same age as Han Laoda, named Han Tianci, and he is Han Laoda's cousin."

"Zi Tong needs Boss Han to perform acupuncture on her acupoints every day, so she follows Boss Han. As for the other demon beasts and spirit beasts, they are all Boss Han's cousins ​​and Han Wuxie's contracted guardian beasts. There is also an unseen expert here, who is said to be Miss Han's artifact spirit. He has very strong magic power, but his magic power cannot be used recklessly, so he rarely takes action."

"Here, Han Wuxie is basically in charge, but she dotes on her two younger brothers, so many decisions are made after discussions among the three of them. They are essentially the heads of the household here..."

Long Wu asked疑惑地问道, "Is this house only occupied by you few? Are those three children the heads of the household?"

"Otherwise what?" the bull chuckled憨厚ly. "You don't think that because their parents or elders are here, their elders are the heads of this place, do you?"

"That's what I initially thought. Who taught them their martial arts skills?"

"I don't know either, but their background is definitely not simple."

Zi Tong yawned, stretched, and looked at Long Wu with a puzzled expression. "Wild Bull, who is this?"

"I just accepted Master Han as his apprentice today!" Man Niu replied.

"What?" Zi Tong exclaimed in astonishment, "Such a grown disciple?"

The bull laughed loudly, "Anything can happen to a little devil! What's so surprising about that!"

Zi Tong chuckled and said jokingly, "That's right, little devil! The nickname Han Tian gave Han Xingyu is really fitting!"

"Didn't they say that back in their old neighborhood, everyone called him 'Little Devil'? It couldn't have been Han Tianci who gave him that name!"

"Anyway, no matter what, he's a kid who's capable of anything!" Zi Tong looked at Long Wu with amusement and asked, "What's your name? What's your cultivation level? Why are you willing to become that kid's disciple?"

"His name is Long Wu," said the bull.

The bull looked at Long Wu and said, "The others are also things I'm curious about!"

Long Wu smiled wryly and said, "I am currently at the early stage of Martial Emperor."

"What?" the bull exclaimed in disbelief. "Martial Emperor? You and Miss Han are both at the early stage of Martial Emperor?"

Even more surprised than the Bull Demon King was Long Wu, who shouted, "You mean, that pretty, delicate little girl, the one who looks only thirteen or fourteen? She's also a Martial Emperor? And in the early stages of Martial Emperor? No way!"

The bull roared with laughter, "So you didn't know! I thought you only willingly became Brother Han's apprentice after you found out!"

"I only agreed because he possessed swordsmanship manuals, advanced internal energy cultivation techniques, and advanced lightness skills. The allure of these manuals was simply too great! I, Long Wu, am a martial arts fanatic! For me, pursuing advanced martial arts has always been my lifelong wish!"

"So it's because of the martial arts manuals! You and Black Wind are both susceptible to the temptation of these manuals!" The Bull Demon King laughed. "Their martial arts manuals are beyond the reach of even the most elite disciples of the top sects in the martial arts world!"

Three hoarse, lion-like roars came from outside the door; these were sounds that could only be produced by extremely strong internal energy.

"Long Wu, come out here!..."

Wild Bull glanced at Long Wu beside him, puzzled, and asked, "What trouble have you gotten into?"

"Lion's Roar? It's a skill the Cheng family upholds!" Long Wu said with a wry smile, "I didn't cause any trouble, but I'm being made a scapegoat!"

"Taking the blame?"

"Your cousin, Han Tianci, is he a mid-stage Martial King?" Long Wu now believed that Han Tianci had really killed Young Master Cheng.

The bull nodded.

Long Wu said with a wry smile, "He killed the eldest son of the Cheng family, the powerful and domineering family in this town. He's gotten himself into big trouble."

"Weren't you here to see me?" Zi Tong asked疑惑地, "What's your relationship with Han Tianci?"

"I thought that child wasn't capable of killing Young Master Cheng. Young Master Cheng's men said that if the child did it, I should take the blame. I didn't believe the child did it, so of course I agreed! Who knew that child was a mid-stage Martial King!" Long Wu said with a frustrated expression, "An eight or nine-year-old child, a mid-stage Martial King, wouldn't that mean he'd break through to Martial Emperor very soon!"

"This isn't the time to discuss this, is it?" Han Xingyu stood at the door, winking at Long Wu, "Silly disciple, they're looking for you, aren't you going to see them?"

Long Wu said with a bitter face, "The Cheng family's retainers are all at the mid-stage of Martial Emperor level. Now three of them have come. How can I possibly defeat them?"

"Even if we can't win, we have to fight, right?" Han Tianci arrived, raising an eyebrow and grinning mischievously. "The death of Young Master Cheng is your business!"

Long Wu had been deceived by Han Tianci's refined appearance, but now he saw Han Tianci's true colors. He was on the verge of tears, saying, "You clearly killed him! I was blind back then. How could I believe you were a helpless child!"

"Anyway, you've taken all the blame!" Han Xingyu chuckled. "My silly disciple, if you manage to escape this calamity, you'd better see your uncle for who he really is. Don't trust his hypocritical exterior; his heart is even more wicked than your master's!"

"Neither of them are good," Long Wu muttered under his breath.

"Silly disciple, your master is not old yet, nor is he hard of hearing!" Han Xingyu narrowed his dangerous eyes.

Han Tianci said with slight displeasure, "Han Xingyu, when did I become his senior uncle?"

"Haven't you always considered yourself my brother? My disciple, if I don't call you 'Master Uncle,' what should I call you?" Han Xingyu sneered. "Based on your ages, you should call him 'Big Brother,' which means you're considerably lower in seniority than me! Are you sure you don't want to be my Master Uncle?"

"Such a foolish disciple, you could have taken him in yourself, but now you want me to be his uncle! Fine!" Han Tianci narrowed his eyes, his smile gentle, but his voice was sinister as he said, "My stupid nephew, your time to test you has come. Go out and stop those troublemakers. Your uncle and I have been working hard all day. Don't let those loudmouths keep yelling and shouting!"

"Master..." Long Wu cried out in pain.

Han Xingyu, however, showed no affection for her disciple. She kicked Long Wu hard in the backside and sternly said, "Hurry up and chase away those loudmouths!"

"Long Wu, get out here!"

"If you don't come out, we'll set it on fire!"

"Long Wu, how dare you kill the eldest young master! Hand over your head!"

Long Wu appeared, rubbing his backside in a rather unseemly manner, yet he tried his best to appear arrogant, roaring wildly, "Stop, stop, stop! You three old lions, what are you yelling for! I, the great hero, am here! If you have the guts, come and take my head yourselves! My head is right on my neck!"

Cheng Xiao's eyes widened like copper bells as he roared fiercely, "You brat, how dare you be arrogant in front of me, Cheng Xiao! Today, if my master didn't want you alive, I would have tortured you to death on the spot!"

Cheng Zhu narrowed his beady eyes and said in a sinister tone, "The patriarch only said he wanted them alive, he didn't say we couldn't have some fun first!"

Cheng Xiao laughed loudly, "Haha, Brother Zhu is right! We almost let this kid get away with it!"

Cheng Kun said in a deep voice, "You two stop arguing, who's going to go?"

"Brother Kun is the oldest, so please rest here. This little Martial Emperor in his early stages is naturally for me, Brother Xiao, to handle. You two, just watch the show!"

Cheng Xiao carried two large swords, his steps were swift and powerful, exuding an aura of dominance, displaying the martial prowess of a mid-stage Martial Emperor.

"You brat, I'll play with you!" A fierce roar, mixed with the divine pressure of a mid-stage Martial Emperor, rushed towards Long Wu.

Long Wu was no pushover either. Just before the divine sense rushed towards him, he had already brandished his dragon-headed treasure sword. This sword still carried the remnants of its deceased master's divine sense. Although Long Wu didn't know what level of cultivation the original master of this sword had, he had once held his own against the martial arts master's divine sense of the Mo Hai Sword Manor's lord.

Cheng Zhu, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly brightened up, staring intently at the dragon-headed sword, and said in a gloomy tone, "This sword is not bad! It seems to be an ancient sword!"

Cheng Kun narrowed his eyes, a hint of greed flashing deep within them. He said in a deep voice, "It seems Brother Xiao has met his match this time. If we can't use our divine sense to lock onto this kid, we'll have to fight him head-on. However, his strength seems inferior to this kid's, and his swordsmanship isn't as agile or varied either! Good things depend on one's ability. Let's see if Brother Xiao can handle this kid first. If he can't, then we can make our move."

Cheng Zhu laughed and said, "Brother Kun is older, shouldn't you let me have a turn? If Brother Xiao can't handle this kid, let me go first and try my hand. If I can't do it, then it's not too late to trouble Brother Kun!"

Cheng Kun frowned slightly in displeasure, then smiled faintly, but the smile carried a hint of dangerous ferocity.

Cheng Zhu saw that he was silent and knew that he was tacitly agreeing, but he also understood from his eyes that he was obviously very unhappy with him. If he couldn't win over that kid, he would definitely be scolded.

Long Wu possessed superhuman strength, wielding his broadsword with ease as if it were a trinket. Cheng Xiao, wielding two broadswords, should have been able to handle them with ease, but the dragon-head broadsword was incredibly powerful. Under such overwhelming force, he appeared somewhat disheveled and unable to flexibly control both swords.

While blocking Cheng Xiao's attacks, Long Wu managed to free one hand to casually flip through a book.

Seeing that his opponent wasn't focused on fighting, yet was still managing to hold him off and leave him in such a sorry state, Cheng Xiao was furious and roared, "You brat, how dare you insult me! This is a battle, not a time for reading!"

Long Wu feigned innocence, saying, "My swordsmanship is terrible. If I don't look at the manual and learn a few more moves, how can I possibly beat you!"

Hearing this, Cheng Zhu sneered, "Kid, isn't it a bit late to be looking at the manual now? You should have learned it much earlier!"

"But I only got this manual today!" Long Wu actually started chatting with Cheng Zhu out of boredom.

Seeing that his opponent was so disrespectful and unwilling to fight him properly, Cheng Xiao roared in anger, "You brat, today I will chop you into mincemeat! How dare you not take this battle seriously!"

Cheng Xiao suddenly exerted all his strength, channeling all his internal energy into his palms and drawing it into two large swords. Each strike carried a powerful, unstoppable blade.

With the addition of internal energy, the force of his blade could indeed increase by 500 jin, and each strike was equivalent to combining his strength and internal energy to strike with a force of 800 jin.

However, this is also a way of fighting that rapidly depletes physical strength. If the battle drags on for too long, he will inevitably suffer a humiliating defeat. Now he can only gamble with his mid-stage Martial Emperor internal energy to see if this kid can withstand it. If he can't, then this battle will be over. Although he might accidentally kill the kid with one strike and not be able to bring him back alive to report, he would rather go back and accept his punishment than lose to a junior.

"Ah!" With a long roar, Long Wu held the sword with both hands, pouring his early-stage Martial Emperor internal energy into the blade. Following the instructions in the manual he had just seen, he tilted the sword slightly to block the opponent's two swords, which weighed a massive 1,600 jin (800 x 2).

In the past, he could only withstand a thousand pounds of weight even with all his strength. But just now, he glimpsed the secret manual and saw that such a small movement of the slanted blade could guide the gravity into the ground. Just then, the dragon-headed treasure sword in his hand, which was as big as a door, touched the ground slightly.

He didn't know if he could succeed. If he didn't take those two blows, he might only suffer minor injuries, but if he tried to block them now and failed, he would surely die.

A loud "bang" was heard.

Cheng Zhu and Cheng Kun both believed that Long Wu's sword was broken.

But then came another "smack!"

Two distinct, clear sounds—the same snapping sound—it was Cheng Xiao's two large swords breaking at the same time!

"How is this possible!"

After letting out a loud roar, Cheng Xiao, having exhausted all his inner strength and power, collapsed straight down, landing beside his two broken swords.

Long Wu's hand trembled slightly as he stared in disbelief at the fallen mid-stage Martial Emperor expert before him. He remained stunned for three breaths before regaining his senses. He picked up his dragon-headed treasured saber, swung it through the air, and shouted excitedly, "I did it! I actually did it! Mid-stage Martial Emperor! I actually managed to defeat a mid-stage Martial Emperor expert! It's unbelievable! It truly is a superior saber technique! Master, I love you so much!"

Hearing his last, incredibly cheesy line, Han Xingyu, who was watching from the shadows, couldn't help but tremble. He muttered under his breath, "Damn it, thank goodness I'm hiding here. If I were next to him, who knows what terrible things this neurotic guy would have done!"

Han Tianci chuckled mischievously, "Who knows, your silly disciple might get so excited that he'll hug his master and celebrate wildly!"

"Thank goodness I didn't go up there, it was terrifying! His arms were as hard as rocks. If he had picked me up, wouldn't I have broken several bones?" Han Xingyu couldn't help but shudder again.

---Aside---

I've mostly gotten over the difficult parts, and writing this episode is going more smoothly now. I hope to be able to continue updating with over 10,000 chapters soon! (*^__^*)