In the living room, Yu Xiaogang's eyes held a trace of curiosity as he looked at Le Zhengyue, who was sitting there, and the Angel Guard standing beside him in attendance.
Le Zhengyue looked at him and got straight to the point.
"I heard Grandmaster came from the First Continent and passed down the Ten Great Martial Soul Theories."
"I've never heard of these ten theories, but I've heard they're widely recognized on the First Continent."
Le Zhengyue's voice was calm.
Hearing him, Yu Xiaogang raised his head, a proud look on his face. "You're young, young friend, but you know quite a lot."
"Indeed, my ten theories are core doctrines on the First Continent."
"That's precisely why everyone is willing to honor me with the title 'Grandmaster.'"
Yu Xiaogang spoke with great confidence.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Le Zhengyue nodded. He had to fight back the urge to laugh, then looked at Yu Xiaogang with a gentle expression.
"I heard Grandmaster came to visit the Yue Family. You must have had a reason for coming, right?"
"May I ask what you need? Is there anything the Yue Family can do for you?"
As he spoke, Le Zhengyue looked toward Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang paused for only a second before his eyes began to flicker. "I came to the Third Continent, naturally, because I wanted to spread my theories."
"After all, my theories are so profound. The people of the First Continent shouldn't be the only ones who know about them."
"The people of the Third Continent are also citizens of Douluo Continent. Everyone should know these theories, so they can help us grow faster."
Yu Xiaogang paused, then said with a flicker in his eyes and a hint of helplessness, "As the saying goes, 'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless people.'"
"But my theories are a little too profound for many people to understand. And my own Martial Soul is rather weak—you should have investigated that already."
"So my purpose in coming here is to ask if I can become a teacher to the direct descendants of the Yue Family."
Yu Xiaogang paused. He wasn't sure how to continue.
After all, if he were speaking to one of the Yue Family's grand elders or senior members, what he'd said would have made perfect sense. But speaking to a member of the Yue Family's younger generation, his words seemed rather abrupt.
Just as he was feeling awkward and unsure how to explain himself, Le Zhengyue remained remarkably calm. Instead, his eyes held a look of longing.
"Grandmaster, your theories truly inspire me. So please, stay with the Yue Family."
"I have an older brother who's the Yue Family's future young master. His Martial Soul is the Holy Angel, and he's exceptionally talented."
"My grandfather hopes you can teach him well and impart the right outlook on life and the world, so that he can grow up properly."
Le Zhengyue was obviously making things up as he spoke. Yu Xiaogang couldn't make heads or tails of these so-called outlooks on life and the world.
But hearing the other man approve of his theories, he nodded very seriously.
Watching the two of them talk at cross-purposes, Jiang Nannan blinked.
Jiang Nannan knew exactly what kind of person Le Zhengyue was. When he spoke so earnestly, he was either trying to set someone up or up to no good.
The last time he'd spoken so earnestly was to her, and his goal had been to take her away and make her his woman.
At the thought, Jiang Nannan's eyes flickered as she looked at Yu Xiaogang across from her.
With Le Zhengyue's approval of his theories, the two of them talked for almost an hour.
As the pair chatted happily, Jiang Nannan changed the tea again and again.
It wasn't until dinnertime that Le Zhengyue took Yu Xiaogang to the dining hall for a meal.
Afterward, he found an excuse to recommend a book to Yu Xiaogang.
"I heard Grandmaster is from the First Continent. We have a book here that's supposedly from the First Continent as well, though I don't know if that's true. Could I ask you to authenticate it?"
As Le Zhengyue spoke, a smile flashed across his face.
Before returning, he'd had someone forge this book. The imitation was so convincing and profound because the paper used came from the First Continent. There was no way Yu Xiaogang could recognize it as a fake.
And his reason for having it forged was simple: he'd done it for fun.
An attendant came over with an old, tattered book, and Yu Xiaogang's eyes flickered.
The paper really was identical to the kind used on the First Continent, though it didn't look as if it had been preserved for thirty thousand years.
"We found this book by chance while exploring the First Continent. It came from a small family that was said to have a long history."
As he spoke, Le Zhengyue picked up the book and slowly set it on the table beside him.
Le Zhengyue couldn't read the writing on it, but it really was written in the script of the First Continent.
Looking at the characters, Yu Xiaogang's eyes flickered.
The ancient text Le Zhengyue had someone forge was actually very simple: it was an entirely fake guide to Divine Realm inheritances—or rather, a fake account of how godhood was passed down and how one cultivated.
It would have been easy to expose the forgery, but Le Zhengyue knew some of the details about the divine trials of the so-called Asura God and Angel God.
He didn't need to include everything, only some of it—specifically, the parts Yu Xiaogang was likely to know.
Once the contents were compared against what he already knew, Yu Xiaogang would easily believe the book was genuine.
After all, the accounts of the Asura God and Angel God's trials were true. If it also contained trials for other gods, wouldn't that be even more plausible?
Seeing Le Zhengyue's sincere gaze, Yu Xiaogang raised a hand, took the book, and began to leaf through it in silence.
It contained many accounts of divine trials, such as the Sea God's Nine Trials, the Asura God's Nine Trials, and the so-called Angel God's Nine Trials.
As Yu Xiaogang read, his eyes flickered.
He knew nothing about the contents of divine trials, nor did he know what the real trials entailed. But he did know about the Asura God's inheritance.
Part of the Asura God's inheritance did indeed come from Slaughter City, and only by completing Slaughter City's trials could one hope to obtain it.
As some of the methods for undergoing divine trials matched what he already knew, Yu Xiaogang's eyes filled with disbelief. Yet the contents did seem to be true.
His gaze instinctively lifted toward Le Zhengyue, only to find the young man sitting there, watching him too, his eyes full of eager curiosity.
At this, Yu Xiaogang gave a light cough. His hand, which had been turning the pages, began to move faster and faster until he reached the last few pages.
To his surprise and delight, the book really did contain an inheritance trial for a Second-Level God—and among them was an inheritance called the "Fart God."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up as he looked at the book. But when he met Le Zhengyue's gaze, he forced himself to calm down and gave a light cough. "This book is indeed genuine, but I'll need to study it before I can judge whether its contents are authentic."
"How about this: I'll take it back for now and return it to you tomorrow."
After speaking, Yu Xiaogang coughed and stood up, clutching the book. He glanced at Le Zhengyue.
Seeing Le Zhengyue offer him an equally gentle farewell, he quickly turned and headed toward the second floor nearby.
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