The Fart God's Six Trials Begin! More Dragon God Bloodline

Hearing the words of the Gu Raising System, the smile on Le Zhengyue's face suddenly vanished.

He sat up, feeling somewhat perplexed, and stared at the system interface before him. As he read the text, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"No way, this Fart God inheritance is really conducted by cleaning toilets? Could it get any more absurd?"

"Is it even possible to sweep one's way into becoming a god? How is this even supposed to work?"

Le Zhengyue's tone was brimming with incredulity; what kind of god trial actually begins with cleaning toilets?

However, just as Le Zhengyue was lost in confusion, the God-Level Choice System triggered once again within his mind.

[Host has reached a critical stage. Yu Xiaogang has successfully initiated the Fart God trial. Please make a God-Level Choice.]

[Option 1: Help Yu Xiaogang complete the 6 trials of the Fart God and become the Fart God. Reward: 20% Dragon God bloodline and the Dragon God inheritance ability, Dragon God Palm.]

[Option 2: Forcibly eradicate Yu Xiaogang to stop the Fart God trial. Reward: Complete Fart God inheritance, equivalent to a top-tier Tier 2 God inheritance.]

[Option 3: Become Yu Xiaogang's disciple. Reward: Ten years of solitude and a complete soul bone set.]

Looking at the three options provided by the system, Le Zhengyue blinked.

His gaze lingered on the second and third options before he suddenly fell silent.

Whether it was killing Yu Xiaogang or becoming his disciple, neither aligned with his current requirements.

After all, Yu Xiaogang was useful.

Although he was currently toying with him, both his identity as Tang San's master from his previous life and the Fart God inheritance he possessed in this life were of great utility to Le Zhengyue.

If the man who was Tang San's master could truly become this so-called Fart God, then regardless of how ridiculous the godhood might be, it was still a genuine Tier 2 God.

With the combat power of a Tier 2 God, Le Zhengyue felt it was entirely feasible to suppress the current Tang San or even seek revenge against him.

Whether Yu Xiaogang eventually killed Tang San or reconciled with him to continue as his mentor, either outcome would significantly weaken Tang San or create trouble for him, which was exactly what Le Zhengyue wanted to see.

Thus, after pondering for only a second, Le Zhengyue ultimately chose Option 1.

As the God-Level Choice System confirmed his selection, Le Zhengyue felt his body tremble slightly, followed by a subtle expansion.

The Nine-Colored Dragon Power within his bloodline began to surge, and an increasingly massive aura started to condense around him. His Soul Power Level broke through from 24 directly to 29.

Feeling his Soul Power break through first, and especially with his Dragon God bloodline reaching 30%, Le Zhengyue was shocked to discover that the energy within him was beginning to transform into something far more peculiar.

It was no longer just Soul Power, but a force from a higher plane. As the Nine-Colored Dragon Power emerged, it began to gradually replace the Soul Power in his body.

Sensing this change, Le Zhengyue's eyes flickered.

Just then, the door was tapped lightly, and Jiang Nannan's voice came from outside.

"May I come in? Le Zhengyue, there is something I would like to ask you."

There was curiosity in Jiang Nannan's tone, and Le Zhengyue didn't mind.

After he said, "Please come in," the door was pushed open, and Jiang Nannan walked inside.

The young girl quietly closed the door behind her, even locking it, before looking at Le Zhengyue with a puzzled expression.

"What is the deal with this Master from the first continent? You seem completely indifferent to him, or rather, you seem intent on humiliating him."

Jiang Nannan paused for a second, then looked at Le Zhengyue with confusion:

"And he seems like a fool himself; why is he cleaning toilets? Is that some kind of bizarre fetish? And why did you agree to let him clean them?"

Listening to the confusion in Jiang Nannan's tone, Le Zhengyue gave her a speechless look and couldn't be bothered to explain:

"That is not for you to worry about. Now, go tell my brother that Grandfather has found him a top-tier inheritance master, and tell him to follow this master to study martial soul theory."

Le Zhengyue waved his hand at Jiang Nannan; he was still deep in thought regarding Yu Xiaogang's Fart God inheritance and had no heart to answer her questions.

Facing Le Zhengyue's impatient gaze, Jiang Nannan gritted her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then turned to leave.

Watching Jiang Nannan's retreating back, Le Zhengyue's eyes flickered slightly.

This Fart God trial had 6 stages, which seemed unreasonable, as normal Tier 1 God inheritances usually consisted of 9 trials; he had never heard of a 6-trial situation.

But since he had chosen to help Yu Xiaogang, he would certainly see it through to the end.

Helping him become the Fart God wouldn't be a bad thing for him, after all, Yu Xiaogang currently held a favorable impression of him.

With that thought, Le Zhengyue stood up. Instead of going downstairs, he took out his soul guidance communicator and began to call the family butler.

The butler of the old mansion was the head steward of the entire Yue Family. His authority within the Yue Family was second only to his grandfather's, and his words carried even more weight than those of the younger generation.

Because the man had grown up alongside his grandfather and had served as the butler for decades, he was loyal to the family, which was why Le Zhengyue treated him with courtesy.

Under normal circumstances, if someone suddenly told you they wanted to arrange for a person to clean toilets and demanded you ensure they had the freshest toilets to clean every day, the old butler would certainly refuse. He might even think the young master of the Yue Family was acting out.

But because these words came from Le Zhengyue, the old butler only hesitated for a second before respectfully agreeing.

"Please rest assured, Young Master Zhengyue, I will certainly fulfill your request."

"I will notify the others and explain that from now on, all the toilets in our Yue Family will be handled by the master named Yu Xiaogang, and no one else will interfere."

The old butler's tone was hesitant as he spoke, but thinking of Le Zhengyue's status and the instructions of Le Zhengen, he remained silent and complied.

Hearing the old butler's agreement, Le Zhengyue smiled and ended the call, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

He was naturally uninterested in Yu Xiaogang's theoretical techniques, which was why he had pushed the man onto his own cheap brother.

What he needed to do now was simple: cultivate as quickly as possible.

As the Dragon God bloodline within his body reached 30%, Le Zhengyue could clearly feel the difference compared to before.

Whether it was the soul power in his body beginning to transform into dragon power, or the enhancement and solidification of his Dragon God Martial Soul, the improvements were significant for Le Zhengyue.

However, the most critical factor was the remaining Dragon God bloodline.

Although the God-Level Choice System would grant Le Zhengyue the Dragon God bloodline, the fact that it had provided a large amount early on did not mean it would continue to do so later.

Once the Dragon God bloodline in Le Zhengyue's body reached a certain limit, the system would most likely throttle him; after all, that was the standard routine for such systems.

Regarding this, Le Zhengyue was already thinking of other ways to cope.

These systems were merely his tools, not his masters, and he had no interest in becoming a puppet for a system.

What he wanted was to be his own master, to become a god, and even to create a God Realm—that was what he intended to do.

Of course, because he was unluckily living in this era of thirty thousand years, Le Zhengyue's greatest goal right now was still to complete his current objectives, preserve his own life, and then weaken the three main protagonists.