Let Heaven Yield Half a Move

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In the silent, secret room, Xu Xinyao stared in astonishment at her Third Brother face was serious.

What did Third Brother mean by that?

Despite being watched, Xu Yuan's expression remained completely unchanged.

The bustling streets of the Imperial Capital were quiet because of the horse-drawn carriages traveling on the road.

Inside the Black Dragon Carriage,

Xu Changge frowned, his voice somewhat stern:

"Changtian! What do you mean by that?"

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Xu Yinhe, on the other side, remained expressionless upon hearing the question, showing no intention of speaking, but subtly twitched his fingers, effectively silencing Xu Changge's next words.

He used Qi.

Moreover, even with Xu Changge's cultivation level, he instantly felt pressure as if it were a mountain.

Xu Changge, under pressure, wanted to speak, but met Xu Yinhe's chilling, hawk-like gaze.

Xu Changge's words came to an abrupt end, followed by a long silence.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan knew that this was his father's chance to explain, so he continued speaking to himself:

"Father, there are very few records about sages, but Luo Daofan once told me that if a sage dies of old age, although it varies from person to person, most of them can live to be around sixty years old. Can you live that long?"

"Oh"

Xu Yinhe laughed, but his laughter was somewhat cold. "I, your father, will live a long time, so you don't need to worry."

"." Xu Yuan.

Those are very strong words.

If it were the Li family, it would be equivalent to the Crown Prince rushing to the Nurturing Heart Hall, where the current emperor is ill, to ask questions right after the succession was privately decided here:

Father, with your cultivation level so high, can you give me a definite answer on how long it will take before you die?

If he doesn't get slapped to death, then the third prince to go to Heavenly Island will definitely be chosen.

Xu Changge hesitated slightly before speaking up to advise:

"Father, Changtian is one too."

"Shut up."

Xu Yinhe glanced at his eldest son. "Get out."

Xu Changge, dressed in green, moved slightly, but still obediently got off the carriage.

The sound of the carriage door closing came, followed by a momentary pause, Xu Yinhe's voice softened slightly:

"Xin Yao, you too, there are some things your father needs to talk to your Third Brother about."

Xu Xinyao opened her mouth, bit her lip, and gently tugged at Xu Yuan's sleeve.

Xu Yuan met her gaze, his eyes calm.

Xu Xinyao also left.

She knew her father was angry.

The departure of the brother and sister was met with silence from the father and son.

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a long time,

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes, his breathing as steady as ever, and said:

"Father, I said from the beginning that Xu Changge and Xin Yao should leave."

After saying this, Xu Yuan hoped that his father would give him a good scolding, or even a beating.

Unfortunately, no.

A long exhale followed, then laughter. It started as a low chuckle and then became hearty. Xu Yinhe had forgotten how long it had been since he had laughed like that.

He was really happy.

Having laughed enough, Xu Yinhe's voice also carried a faint hint of amusement:

"How did you figure that out?"

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Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan lowered his eyes, his heart sinking to the bottom.

He guessed correctly after all.

The father's health did indeed deteriorate.

"You're in too much of a hurry."

Xu Yinhe tapped the tea table in front of him:

What's the rush?

"Everything you're doing now is too hasty—rushing to train me, rushing to attack the sect."

"Go on," Xu Yinhe said thoughtfully.

Xu Yuan took a deep breath, calmly and deliberately:

"You did not deny the plan to attack the Sword Sect before, so the predictions made by the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion about the future are likely true."

"A sage's lifespan is 180 years. You are in your prime now, and the strength of the Prime Minister's Estate is growing stronger with your presence. Under your deliberate policies over the years, the sect's vigilance towards us has been decreasing day by day. There is absolutely no need to rush into action."

After a moment of silence, seeing that Xu Yinhe didn't seem inclined to respond, Xu Yuan continued:

"Secondly, you are trying to cultivate a successor. First, there's your second brother. He can lead Aunt Lou Ji and the others, but his cultivation is too weak. Your eldest brother's temperament means he's not up to the task. He's a general, not a commander. You've seen that. If you hand over the Prime Minister's Estate to your eldest brother, it will most likely decline after reaching its peak."

"Thirdly, you were too hasty in testing my abilities as soon as possible. Forty thousand Black Scale Army are a reasonable bargaining chip for my first practice, but they are also too expensive. If there is enough time, we should start with something smaller."

He paused for a moment,

Xu Yuan asked directly once again:

"So, Father, how much longer do you have to live?"

"Oh"

Xu Yinhe smiled gently, his tone light and casual:

"Don't worry, at least I'll live long enough for you to get married and have children, and watch your children grow up."

"."

Xu Yuan showed no joy whatsoever at this statement.

How long does it take from his marriage to the birth of his child, and then for the child to grow up?

Thirty years?

How long would it take to pacify all the sects in the land and then leave a peaceful world for future generations?

Xu Yuan didn't know this, but he did know that many timelines in Cangyuan started at more than ten years, with the longest even spanning thirty years.

This father had included the time to end the chaos in the world in the rest of his life.

Thinking it over, Xu Yuan whispered:

"Time is too tight."

"Maybe it's not so tight now," Xu Yinhe said.

Xu Yuan didn't reply immediately.

Although that's what he said to the old man on the surface, much of the information was deduced by him from the information in Cangyuan and various endings.

It remains to be seen how much he truly magnanimous is, and whether he can contain the entire Prime Minister's Estate.

This conversation will directly and completely change the course of the future.

Judging from the father's words, it seemed he was prepared to continue to develop in a subdued manner.

"Call"

Letting out a long breath, Xu Yuan asked in a low voice:

"Is your body damaged by poisoning, or is it due to an old injury?"

He felt a bit of pressure.

Rather than letting him shoulder the main responsibility, it's better to let the old man continue to take on the burden.

The novel * Cangyuan * doesn't mention that the old man has any health problems, but if it's some rare poison or old wound that others can't cure, perhaps he can.

In those timelines, the main characters and the important figures around them have all sorts of strange poisons or injuries; there's bound to be one that suits your taste.

After all, there are so many secret realms and dungeons.

Xu Yinhe smiled slightly upon hearing this:

"It's something you're born with, and there's no cure for it."

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Xu Yuan remained silent for a moment. "Could you elaborate?"

Xu Yinhe seemed to sense the pressure Xu Yuan was under, and instead of answering him, he chuckled and said:

"Changtian, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. You're still some distance from the time limit that your father can tolerate. I will see what you've done and I will judge for myself."

Seeing this, Xu Yuan knew that his father probably wouldn't go into details for the time being, so he sighed and said:

What is the final deadline?

The carriage has arrived.

The Prime Minister's Estate's mansion was magnificent.

A middle-aged man with graying temples slowly stepped off the car, speaking softly as he walked:

"The next Tianyuan Grand Competition"

Xu Yuan took a deep breath:

"What if I'm unable to handle it by then? What about your health?"

"Then I, as your father, will yield half of my son's position."