Yue Zhengyu Departs, Three Years Pass

Thinking of this, Le Zhengyue's eyes flickered.

He had been somewhat hesitant, but at this stage, rather than dwelling on useless thoughts, it was better to cut the Gordian knot.

In the living room, as Le Zhengyue sat at the dining table quietly observing the tea set before him, the door beside him opened, and a furtive figure approached.

Looking at the other man's standard crew cut, Le Zhengyue gestured gently toward the table to the side.

"Master Yu, please, take a seat."

Le Zhengyue's voice was very gentle.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with vigilance.

Compared to the others, Yu Xiaogang was the most wary of Le Zhengyue.

Because both the boy's temperament and his methods were unlike anything he had ever seen before, he felt a deep sense of dread toward him.

However, hearing the boy's words, Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a second before slowly sitting down.

He looked at the boy, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"I wonder what you mean by bringing me here, little friend? Do you also wish to learn my theoretical knowledge?"

Yu Xiaogang's words were probing.

However, Le Zhengyue no longer wanted to dance around him; he calmly reached out and tapped the table.

"Master Yu, or should I say Xiaogang, I brought you here today because there are some things that need to be said. I speak, you listen, and do not contradict me."

Le Zhengyue's voice was calm, but as he stared at Yu Xiaogang, the gentleness from before had vanished from his eyes.

Seeing Le Zhengyue drop the facade so abruptly, Yu Xiaogang was somewhat bewildered.

He did not understand why the boy before him had suddenly turned hostile, but facing the boy's icy gaze, Yu Xiaogang felt a flicker of fear.

Although he had already obtained the inheritance of the Fart God, he had truly come to understand the strength and status of the Yue Family.

Not only did they have a Limit Douluo presiding over them, but they also possessed more than five Super Douluos; this faction was the most supreme power on the entire First Continent.

Even the Clear Sky Sect might not necessarily possess so many Super Douluos and Limit Douluos.

Therefore, after learning these facts, he was even more wary of Le Zhengyue.

As a result, he hadn't dared to continue hoodwinking Yue Zhengyu recently, fearing that he might incur the dissatisfaction of that old senior and be executed on the spot.

Watching the suddenly quiet Yu Xiaogang, Le Zhengyue's expression remained largely unchanged.

"What I want you to do is simple: take my brother, Yue Zhengyu, directly to the First Continent. Do you understand my meaning?"

"Let him stay on the First Continent for at least three years. Within these three years, no matter how you teach him or guide his cultivation, it is of no concern to me."

"And as a reward, I can give you some good things, such as thousand-year spirit herbs and a portion of cultivation resources, or even help you complete the Fart God's Six Trials."

Le Zhengyue's tone remained steady as he said this.

Yu Xiaogang hadn't felt much before, but the moment the Fart God's Six Trials were mentioned, his pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with horror.

One had to know that the Fart God's Six Trials were his greatest secret, yet now this secret had been exposed by someone without the slightest attempt at concealment.

Meeting Le Zhengyue's gaze, Yu Xiaogang's body began to tremble slightly, his eyes filled with fear; he was terrified that the boy before him would seize his inheritance.

But Le Zhengyue simply watched him in silence.

The two locked eyes, and it was not until another ten minutes or so had passed that Yu Xiaogang finally managed to regain his composure.

He looked at Le Zhengyue with a complex expression, then nodded.

"Very well, I can take your brother, Yue Zhengyu, to the First Continent and ensure he cannot return within these two or three years."

"But you must tell me why, or rather, what benefit does this bring you?"

Yu Xiaogang stared at Le Zhengyue as he spoke.

Normally, he wouldn't ask, but the problem was that this kid was too bizarre, and he feared that Le Zhengyue might have some conspiracy against him as well.

Facing his gaze, Le Zhengyue could roughly guess his thoughts, so his expression remained calm.

"Yue Zhengyu will be an ally of Tang San in the future; he will have ties to Tang San, and that is something you do not wish to see, is it not?"

"Regardless of whether you still acknowledge Tang San as your disciple, you shouldn't have any affection for him, after all, he didn't take you with him when he became a god in his previous life."

Le Zhengyue's voice was soft as he spoke, his eyes fixed on Yu Xiaogang with a playful glint.

Yu Xiaogang did not refute him; instead, he stared at Le Zhengyue with a heavy expression, the wariness in his eyes deepening.

He did not understand why the boy before him knew these things, but having reached this point, both sides understood each other perfectly.

"Don't ask for the specifics; in any case, I can tell you that hoodwinking him until he's crippled will bring you no harm."

"And if, after three years, or if he wishes to return to Shrek Academy, I hope you will notify me in advance to give me an opportunity to intercept and kill him."

Le Zhengyue spoke without reservation; even though they were in the Yue Family mansion, he did not hide the fact that he might intercept and kill Yue Zhengyu.

Hearing his words, Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted for a moment before he silently nodded.

"When do I need to leave? And how will you help me with the Fart God's Six Trials?"

"You will naturally know that later. You cannot trigger the trials of the Fart God's Six Trials on your own, but once you have met enough conditions, I will know, and at that time, I will tell you the content of the second trial."

"Once you complete the first trial, your strength should see a significant boost, which will be just enough for you to barely survive on the First Continent."

Le Zhengyue stood up as he spoke, calmly removing a ring from his finger and tossing it casually to Yu Xiaogang.

"Inside are ten ten-thousand-year spirit herbs and various resources you might need."

"Now, take these resources to persuade my brother and find a way to get him to go with you for at least three years."

"I don't care how you persuade him or what kind of speech you give; what I want is simple: just take him away."

After saying this, Le Zhengyue waved his hand at Yu Xiaogang.

He had no desire to know how Yu Xiaogang would convince Yue Zhengyu, for he trusted in the man's abilities.

Since this guy could persuade Tang San—who retained his memories—to become his disciple, it was clear that he possessed considerable talent when it came to rhetoric.

Although Le Zhengyue thought the Ten Great Martial Soul Theories were complete nonsense, it didn't matter to him; he wasn't looking to form an alliance with Yu Xiaogang, merely to make use of the old man.

Watching Yu Xiaogang turn and leave, looking back every few steps, Le Zhengyue simply sat quietly at the dining table.

With Yue Zhengyu gone, his own life would become much easier.

And just as Le Zhengyue had expected, the very next morning, Yue Zhengyu announced that he was leaving.

Even with Mother Le and Father Le trying their best to stop him, it was to no avail; he ultimately followed Yu Xiaogang to the First Continent to begin his cultivation, or rather, his trial.

Le Zhengyue paid no attention to the results of the trial or any other related matters; he simply continued to head to the Spirit Pagoda to begin his own training and raise the level of his spirit soul.

With his help, the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit was easily upgraded to the thousand-year level.

After returning from his training, he would either study with Na'er, go out to play with her, or tease Jiang Nannan.

In such a relatively gentle environment, three whole years passed in the blink of an eye.