Everyone Tames Beasts, So Why Are You Taming Goddesses? - Chapter 16

Liu Xuan could accept defeat.

But what she couldn’t accept was losing in such an inexplicable and humiliating way.

They were both S-rank students, both possessing S-rank talents. Her family background practically crushed Su Yu’s—yet she had been instantly defeated.

This made her look like a complete fool!

Before Su Yu could say anything, Alia slapped away Liu Xuan’s hand. “If you have questions, you can ask directly. Don’t use it as an excuse to touch this queen’s man.”

Liu Xuan froze, her face flushing red. “I-I didn’t mean it like that…”

Su Yu chuckled. “Alright, I can’t tell you the full extent of my abilities, but you did make a major mistake during the battle.”

“Your Griffin’s attacks and your talent, Virtual Compression, were well-coordinated.”

“But you forgot one thing—your Griffin’s roar struck Alia’s blood shield first. And your talent, Virtual Compression, works like a miniature black hole with immense gravitational pull. However, it also has a critical flaw—Alia reversed it by dissolving her blood into an imperceptible state and infusing it into the energy field.”

“So, now you understand.”

Liu Xuan’s eyes widened in shock.

So that’s what happened!

It wasn’t Su Yu commanding inanimate objects—it was all a facade.

No wonder the Virtual Compression ended up being manipulated.

Su Yu had subtly revealed a small piece of his abilities—a favor she now owed him.

Liu Xuan nodded in gratitude. “Thank you. As repayment, I’ll give you a Ghost-Grade Demonic Lair Weapon!”

Su Yu was confused. “Ghost-Grade?”

Liu Xuan smirked. “It seems Su Yu hasn’t encountered demonic lair weaponry before?”

“Why don’t we let the logistics office explain it to you? Come with me~”

Demonic lair weaponry—if it was something beyond Su Yu’s understanding, it had to be ridiculously expensive.

The fact that this rich young lady could casually offer one as a gift—were Beastmaster families all this outrageously wealthy?

Su Yu glanced at Alia.

Alia sighed helplessly. “Don’t look at me. I don’t know much about it either. Everything I use was custom-made by Old Ning. It all got destroyed during my last demonic lair mission.”

Liu Xuan nearly tripped at the mention of “Old Ning.”

Old Ning? Was she referring to the principal?

Ning Hanwen, a living legend who had touched the Sacred Domain Realm—even her father had to show him respect.

It was no secret that this genius senior was personally mentored by the principal. Their relationship was clearly not simple.

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The three of them arrived at the logistics office.

Liu Xuan bounced up to the instructor in charge and said, “Uncle Bai, I came to see you!”

Su Yu’s eyebrow twitched. Of course, someone from a prominent family would have such extensive connections.

Even the logistics instructor knew her well.

Everyone knew that logistics was one of the cushiest—yet most lucrative—positions in the university. Someone like this wasn’t an ordinary person.

The head of the logistics office was Bai Ruhui, an elderly man with white hair. When he saw Liu Xuan, he grumbled, “What about the favor your father owes me? Is he planning to go back on his word? Sending his daughter instead of coming himself—does he think I’ll let it slide?”

Liu Xuan smiled sweetly and said a few soft words to placate him. Only then did Bai Ruhui’s expression soften.

When Bai Ruhui noticed Su Yu and Alia, his demeanor grew serious. His calm, unshaken eyes seemed to ripple momentarily before he let out a resigned sigh. “So, the little vampire has chosen you.”

There was a deeper meaning in his words.

He seemed to know Alia’s true identity.

Su Yu cupped his hands in greeting. “Student Su Yu greets Professor Bai.”

Bai Ruhui scrutinized Su Yu for a moment before nodding slowly. “Hmm. Sacrificing an A-rank talent serum worth billions for a mere D-rank serum, all for her… It seems you’re a decent Beastmaster.”

Alia blushed faintly, standing behind Su Yu.

Su Yu suddenly understood. The logistics office handled the distribution of talent serums. Given Bai Ruhui’s apparent knowledge of vampires, it wasn’t surprising he knew about the events from yesterday.

“So, what brings you two here today?”

Liu Xuan tugged on Bai Ruhui’s sleeve. “Uncle Bai, I promised to give Su Yu a Ghost-Grade Demonic Lair Weapon.”

Bai Ruhui nearly choked on the tea he was drinking.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

“You little scoundrel! Selling off your family’s fortune like it’s nothing. A Ghost-Grade Weapon? That’ll cost you 50 credits!”

Fifty credits? That meant it was worth at least 50 million yuan on the market!

And that didn’t account for the fact that such items were not readily available—they were priceless in practice, and their true value far exceeded their nominal price.

Liu Xuan handed over a purple-gold card. “Uncle Bai, there’s 100 million yuan on this card. Consider it payment for school credits.”

Imperial Beastmaster Universities were notorious money pits. To address shortfalls, they allowed wealthy families to purchase credits at an average rate of 2 million yuan per credit, with a monthly cap of 100 credits. The school used the difference to maintain operations.

Bai Ruhui sighed. “Alright, fine.”

“Young man, how much do you know about demonic lair weaponry?”

Su Yu shook his head. “Not much.”

Bai Ruhui began to explain, “Alright, let this old man start from the basics. Demonic lair weaponry refers to weapons crafted from the body parts of various sequence-ranked creatures—beasts, magic plants, undead—killed in the lairs.”

“These weapons are extraordinarily powerful, rivaling pet beasts in combat. However, they come with side effects. The more powerful the weapon, the greater the drawbacks.”

“Demonic lair weaponry is categorized into five tiers: Beast-Grade, Ghost-Grade, Dragon-Grade, Demon-Grade, and God-Grade. Lower-ranked Beastmasters—those below Nirvana Realm—can only use Beast-Grade and Ghost-Grade weapons. Mid-ranked Beastmasters can wield Dragon-Grade and Demon-Grade. Only high-ranked Beastmasters who have reached the Reincarnation Realm can use God-Grade weapons.”

“The university also supports students who want to hunt for materials in the lairs. Processing fees are only 10 credits. If you sell the materials to the logistics office, you’ll be compensated with credits.”

“Don’t think of it as expensive. Ghost-Grade Weapons are made from materials that can withstand missile strikes.”

Su Yu nodded slightly, finally gaining some clarity.

A Beastmaster’s combat power was built on three pillars: personal cultivation, pet beasts, and demonic lair weaponry.

Liu Xuan’s generosity was extravagant, likely with some intent to win him over.

To families like hers, money was just a number. They never hesitated to spend on valuable allies.

Su Yu didn’t mind.

Credits were a scarce resource.

A single Ghost-Grade Weapon required 50 credits.

Just as Su Yu was preparing to carefully choose a weapon, footsteps echoed from outside.

A tall young man, standing over 1.9 meters and drenched in blood, walked in. He carried a fiery spear on his left shoulder and a pair of massive wings on his right, triangular in shape and seemingly from a pair of winged dragons. His face was smeared with blood, and he grinned wickedly.

“Professor Bai, don’t clock out just yet.”

“Take a look at these Screeching Wyvern wings and tell me what kind of weapon I can craft.”

He then glanced at Su Yu and Alia, sneering. “Oh? New faces. Freshmen, huh?”

Bai Ruhui’s expression shifted into one of amusement. “Su Yu, it seems that your first rival has returned.”

Rival? Who is this guy?

“Second-year student Mu Changwei, a Metamorphosis Realm Beastmaster, and a former member of the Blood Spirit Squad where the little vampire once belonged. He’s also one of her many S-rank admirers.”

Su Yu turned to look at Mu Changwei.

The two locked eyes, curiosity evident in both their expressions.

Mu Changwei stepped closer and said, “Huh~ I was wondering when I’d get to meet you.”

“I went to the lair for a bit, and when I came back, I heard you’d stolen our captain.”

The cold, murderous aura around him was unmistakable—this was a man accustomed to bloodshed.

Suddenly, as Su Yu caught the malicious glint in Mu Changwei’s eyes, the latter raised his right fist and swung it at Su Yu.

Su Yu dodged at the last second, the fierce punch grazing his cheek.

Before Mu Changwei could follow up, Alia’s expression turned icy. The dragon blood on Mu Changwei’s body responded to the call of the Blood Queen, tightly binding his shoulders.

“Oh? You managed to dodge? I guess you’ve already reached the Transcendence Realm.”

Alia spoke coldly, “What do you think you’re doing to my man?”

Mu Changwei glanced at Alia behind Su Yu, visibly pained. “Captain, don’t say something so hurtful.”

“But honestly, I don’t think I’ll lose to you anymore.”

Having just slain a Screeching Wyvern, his arrogance was on full display. He didn’t seem to take Su Yu seriously at all.

Su Yu brushed off the blood splattered on him and laughed lightly. “I thought someone impressive had returned, but it’s just a pathetic loser who’s proud of taking advantage of someone else’s weakened state.”

Mu Changwei’s expression darkened. “What did you just say?”