After Le Zhengyue returned to the Le family of the Southern Legion, he was summoned by Le Zheng'en almost as soon as he arrived.
In Le Zheng'en's study, Le Zhengyue pushed open the door and saw his grandfather sitting there calmly.
Seeing his grandson come in, Le Zheng'en's expression barely changed. "I heard from the two elders that you brought back quite a few good things this time, and even seized some opportunities."
Le Zheng'en's voice was calm, but there was a note of inquiry in it.
Truthfully, Le Zheng'en didn't really understand what his young grandson had done.
He was especially skeptical when he heard the two family elders say that his young grandson could foresee the future.
But the question now wasn't whether he believed it. The other party had truly demonstrated the ability to foresee the future.
And when he heard that a child barely in his teens could briefly wield the power of a Super Douluo, even Le Zheng'en was astonished.
Meeting his grandfather's curious gaze, Le Zhengyue hesitated for only a second before deciding to reveal some things.
"Grandfather, I don't know if you've heard of reincarnation—returning with memories of the past, with memories from years or even decades into the future."
"You mean you returned through reincarnation, with memories of your previous life?"
Le Zheng'en spoke with a trace of hesitation in his voice.
He studied his grandson, unable to tell whether what he was saying was true.
But Le Zhengyue had already anticipated this reaction, so his voice remained calm.
"I didn't return through reincarnation myself, but the people I captured came back with their memories."
"And if they were able to die, then in their previous lives, they must have committed some heinous crimes."
"That's why they had the chance to return to the present."
"And from what I've learned, Xu Sanshi, the one I captured, definitely isn't the only one who's returned."
Le Zhengyue paused, then looked at his grandfather with a complicated expression.
Seeing Le Zhengyue hesitate as if he had more to say, Le Zheng'en froze for a moment.
But he didn't speak. Instead, he quietly watched his young grandson, waiting to hear what else he had to say.
"Grandfather, I don't know if I should say this, but these so-called reincarnators who possess memories are essentially fallen ones."
"The reason they may have returned is that, in their era, their family forces were destroyed, and they may even have had a direct connection to it."
"That's why they came back, hoping to change everything."
As he spoke, Le Zhengyue looked at his grandfather and blinked.
But Le Zheng'en didn't believe a word of what he said.
Returning from reincarnation might be real, but Le Zheng'en didn't believe it was because of their families or because they'd committed crimes.
Still, he was curious about why his young grandson was telling him this.
"All right. I understand."
"You can go now."
"I'll leave Xu Sanshi to you. Whether you put him in the family dungeon or do whatever else you want with him, it's up to you."
As he spoke, Le Zheng'en glanced at his young grandson, then waved him away.
"Now that you're back, go study at the Family Academy. In a few years, you can pursue further studies at Shrek Academy, just like your eldest brother."
"By the way, the family recently found a Grandmaster near the border. I hear he's a scholar from the First Continent. He may visit the family in a couple of days, so go meet him if you have time."
"The ancient theories they've mastered might help you grow."
"All right, go now. I still have things to take care of."
Le Zheng'en waved Le Zhengyue away.
Hearing his grandfather's words, Le Zhengyue blinked.
But he didn't say anything more. He simply turned and walked out.
Even Le Zhengyue thought the lie he'd made up was far-fetched, let alone Le Zheng'en believing it.
But did it matter whether the other man believed him?
Not at all. All he needed was to plant a seed of doubt. Then, even if Le Zhengyu told him he was a reincarnator, it wouldn't matter.
Even if everything Le Zhengyu said was true—even if he said Tang Wulin might become a god-level powerhouse in the future,
even if he said Shrek might be destroyed, or that the Abyss Plane might erupt in full force,
Le Zheng'en might not necessarily disbelieve him.
But if Le Zhengyu secretly brought up Le Zhengyue, saying that in the original world, there had been no one like him,
then all of Le Zheng'en's trust would crumble in an instant.
That was the benefit of doing this in advance: he could make Le Zheng'en suspicious ahead of time.
His Martial Soul was simply too outrageous. Or rather, it seemed he really hadn't existed in the original era.
If Le Zhengyu grew suspicious under those circumstances, it would be difficult for Le Zhengyue to explain himself.
So instead of waiting for that, he'd rather dig a pit in advance to deal with the problem.
Le Zhengyue didn't care at all about the rest of Le Zheng'en's instructions.
What could the Family Academy teach him? And what use would any of it be?
Le Zhengyue wondered what he should do next, even how he could find a way to kill his eldest brother.
At the boundary where the Second Continent and the Third Continent met, Qian Daoliu stood alone, looking forlorn.
He had drained the sea dry, yet still hadn't found Ye Xishui.
His eyes flickered slightly, then he looked toward the direction the Voyage Giant Ship had gone.
"Could one of my Angel Family descendants really have taken her? But why?"
"I am your ancestor. Have my Angel Family descendants already betrayed the Angel Family?"
Qian Daoliu's voice was hoarse, and his expression was unusually complicated.
Just as he was considering whether to continue onward, a thought came through a stone in his hand.
Feeling the thought, Qian Daoliu fell silent for a moment. Then he raised his hand, and a strand of energy entered his mind.
"Grandfather, you're not the only reincarnator. I, Bibi Dong, Tang San, and many others have all awakened this time."
"Now the Clear Sky Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—the Upper Three Sects—as well as the Lower Four Sects, have formed an alliance and begun resisting the rise of our Spirit Hall. Please return immediately, Grandfather."
Hearing the anxious voice of his granddaughter, Qian Daoliu stood motionless.
He glanced toward the Third Continent and hesitated briefly. In the end, he rose into the air and sped toward the First Continent.
Meanwhile, mere seconds after Qian Daoliu left, an aged figure appeared.
Behind him, a dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul emerged. A low dragon's roar rang out, but there was no trace of Ye Xishui nearby.
Looking at the sea that had been drained dry and was now flowing back, the middle-aged man's expression darkened.
He scanned the area, then turned his gaze toward the Third Continent.
Thinking of the ship that had left earlier, and of Ye Xishui, who hadn't come to meet him as agreed, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered.
After only a brief hesitation, he flew up and headed toward the Third Continent.
He didn't recognize that aura, but he was familiar with the aura of the Angel Family.
That sort of aura should only come from the heartland of the Angel Family, and there seemed to be only one such place on the Third Continent.
At that thought, the middle-aged man paused for an instant, then sped toward it even faster.
As for the Holy Spirit Cult, he no longer cared what happened to it.
The most important thing was to bring Ye Xishui back.
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