Estranged Relatives, Spirit Pagoda Black Card

If any normal person dared to appear at the Yue Family's old estate, let alone swagger in, Mother Le would have started berating them long ago.

Yet, looking at the spirited and adorable little girl before her, her tone remained remarkably gentle.

"Little girl, who are you? Why are you here?"

"This is the Yue Family's old estate; it is not a place for you. Have your mother or father come and take you away."

Mother Le's voice was soft.

She looked at the little girl, assuming she was merely the child of some servant, and thus did not pay her much mind.

Meeting Mother Le's gaze, Na'er blinked, looking at the woman before her with confusion.

She was her brother's younger sister, and since her brother was the young master of this house, this place was her home.

The idea of having to leave her own home was something Na'er could not comprehend.

"But this is my brother's home, why would I leave?"

"This has always been my home. Shouldn't it be you who leaves?"

Na'er looked at the two of them, her large eyes filled with bewilderment.

At her words, the gentle expression on Mother Le's face vanished instantly.

She scrutinized the little girl before turning her head to look at the middle-aged man beside her.

"Is she your illegitimate daughter?"

Mother Le asked directly.

The middle-aged man shook his head:

"I spend every day in the military barracks; where would I find the time to have a child with someone?"

"Could this child be the old man's? If so, that would make her my sister, wouldn't it?"

The middle-aged man said, casting a mocking glance at his wife.

The two of them were currently at each other's throats.

It was only when Le Zhengyu looked at his parents with a helpless expression that the two finally fell silent.

"Mom, Dad, who this little girl is doesn't matter. The most important thing is, do you remember what I told you?"

"Le Zhengyue hit me directly, and I didn't even do anything."

"I was just chatting with his maid. For Le Zhengyue to hit his own older brother over a woman—do you think that is justifiable?"

Le Zhengyu's tone was laced with anger.

He only glanced at Na'er briefly before continuing to complain to his parents.

Hearing this, Mother Le's face also filled with fury.

"That child has been spoiled rotten by his grandfather. He's been lawless since he was small, and now he's even hitting his own brother."

"Zhengyu's injuries are so severe that it will take at least half a month to recover. That little bastard, to treat his own brother like this!"

Mother Le's voice was cold, but the middle-aged man beside her remained silent.

As the Yue Family's heir in name, he knew the old man intended to bypass him and pass the position of family head directly to his two sons, though he also knew exactly who it would be passed to.

This was why he had returned to eat with Le Zhengyue that day, an unprecedented occurrence.

He had received definitive news from the old man: the old man intended to pass the position of Yue Family head to Le Zhengyue.

He was also aware of Le Zhengyue's innate level twenty soul power.

He understood the reason for Le Zhengyue's strength: a natural god-tier martial soul, far beyond the terrifying limits of this world.

Coupled with Le Zhengyue's temperament and talent, the boy's abilities were far superior to his own eldest son's.

It was because he understood all this that he said nothing, simply sitting there in silence to eat his meal.

However, hearing them dare to curse Le Zhengyue, Na'er could not stand it.

"Why are you scolding my brother? My brother didn't provoke you. It must be that you bullied my brother or Sister Jiang Nannan first; otherwise, my brother wouldn't have beaten you."

Na'er glared at Le Zhengyu as she spoke.

Though she was young and looked cute and naive, her temper was not the least bit weak.

Hearing Na'er's words, the three of them were stunned for a moment.

Le Zhengyu looked at Na'er with confusion, not understanding when he had suddenly acquired a younger sister.

He then looked toward his mother, but Mother Le simply rolled her eyes at him.

Before Mother Le could question her, however, footsteps echoed from the staircase.

As the three turned their heads, they saw Le Zhengyue walking down calmly.

The three pairs of eyes fixed on Le Zhengyue, and Le Zhengyue's gaze fixed on them in return.

There was no hint of familial affection in any of their eyes—only calm and indifference.

"Le Zhengyue, is this your sister? How is it that I didn't know I had given birth to a sister for you?"

"Or has my son adopted another mother?"

Mother Le's voice was cold, her tone laced with interrogation.

Le Zhengyue, however, couldn't be bothered to even glance at her.

He held absolutely no affection for this woman who was his biological mother.

He had been reborn into this world as a fetus, witnessing the entire process from an infant's perspective, yet retaining his memories the whole time.

Thus, Le Zhengyue was well aware of the fact that this mother of his cared nothing for him.

After all, by that time, Le Zhengyu had already come into his own, awakened his Angel Martial Soul, and become the pride of the entire Yue Family, the future head of the household.

His own appearance would only interfere with Le Zhengyu inheriting that position, perhaps even causing negative repercussions.

It was only due to some special circumstances at the time that they hadn't aborted him.

Under such conditions, Mother Le was naturally filled with all sorts of resentment toward him.

Of course, he felt no fondness for this mother of his either.

So, pulling Na'er along, he couldn't be bothered to pay her any mind and turned to leave.

Hearing Mother Le's roaring behind him, Le Zhengyue didn't care in the slightest.

Back in the room, looking at the bewildered Na'er, Le Zhengyue smiled and pinched her cheek.

"They have their own home and usually don't come to the old estate."

"Next time you run into them, just ignore them and come straight up to play with Brother, alright?"

Le Zhengyue's voice was gentle.

Listening to Le Zhengyue, Na'er nodded, then reached out her lotus-root-like little arms and gently stroked his face.

"Brother, please don't be sad, okay? Brother doesn't have parents, and Na'er doesn't have parents either. From now on, Na'er will be Brother's family."

The little girl spoke with earnest effort.

Meeting her gaze, Le Zhengyue's eyes fell silent for a moment before he nodded gently.

"Since I brought you back, I naturally consider you my family, Na'er."

"Alright, go play now. Remember not to go down to the first floor for a while; wait until they've left."

As he spoke, Le Zhengyue looked toward Jiang Nannan on the other side.

Jiang Nannan was stunned for a moment, then picked up the bowl of porridge that had already gone cold and placed it helplessly in front of Na'er.

Watching the little girl eat the porridge, Jiang Nannan sighed.

"It's not enough. Na'er has quite an appetite. This amount is only enough for the two of us; it's not even enough for Na'er alone."

"We'll go get some more after they leave."

Le Zhengyue's tone was resigned.

Just as he was preparing to continue his cultivation, a knock sounded at the door.

Hearing the sound, Le Zhengyue paused, then said, "Please, come in."

The door opened, but the person who walked in this time was not that family of three, but a gentle old man.

"Grandpa Fu, why have you come in person?"

Le Zhengyue's tone was filled with surprise.

The man was the head steward of the entire Yue Family, the person his grandfather trusted most.

Meeting Le Zhengyue's surprised gaze, the old man merely smiled.

"You are too polite, Young Master. I have come this time to deliver something to you."

As the old man spoke, he raised his hand, revealing a card that was entirely black.

This was a black card from the Spirit Pagoda, representing the status of high-level personnel within the Spirit Pagoda, and it was exactly what Le Zhengyue needed right now.

With this card, Le Zhengyue could enter the Spirit Pagoda directly to study and improve himself through the Spirit Ascension Platform without being subject to any surveillance.