At that thought, a flicker crossed Le Zhengyue's eyes.
He had been somewhat hesitant, but at this point, rather than dwell on useless things, it was better to cut straight through the knot.
In the living room, Le Zhengyue sat at the dining table, quietly studying the tea set before him. The door to the room beside him opened, and a furtive figure crept over.
Seeing the other man's neatly cropped hair, Le Zhengyue pointed warmly to the chair beside the table.
"Grandmaster Yu, please, have a seat."
Le Zhengyue's voice was gentle.
At those words, Yu Xiaogang's eyes filled with wariness.
Of all the others, Yu Xiaogang was most wary of Le Zhengyue.
The boy's temperament and the way he conducted himself were unlike anything Yu Xiaogang had ever encountered. So even he felt deeply apprehensive around the young man.
Still, hearing the boy's invitation, Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a second before slowly sitting down.
He looked at the boy, curiosity in his eyes.
"I wonder what you wanted me here for, young friend? Do you also want to learn my theoretical knowledge?"
Yu Xiaogang's question was probing.
But Le Zhengyue no longer wanted to beat around the bush. Calmly, he reached out and tapped the table.
"Grandmaster Yu—or should I say, Xiaogang—I called you here today because there's something I need to discuss. I'll speak, and you'll listen. Don't argue with me."
Le Zhengyue's voice remained calm, but as he stared at Yu Xiaogang, the warmth had vanished from his eyes.
Seeing Le Zhengyue turn hostile without warning, Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded.
He didn't understand why the boy before him had suddenly turned against him, but when he met the young man's icy gaze, he couldn't help feeling afraid.
He had already inherited the Fart God's legacy, but he had also learned the true strength and standing of the Yue Family.
Not only did it have a Limit Douluo guarding it, it also had more than five Super Douluo. This was one of the top powers on the entire First Continent.
Even the Clear Sky Sect might not have so many Super Douluo and Limit Douluo.
Learning these facts had made him even more wary of Le Zhengyue.
That was why he had barely dared to keep misleading Yue Zhengyu lately. He feared that the old senior would be displeased and kill him on the spot.
As Yu Xiaogang abruptly fell silent, Le Zhengyue's expression remained largely unchanged.
"What I want you to do is simple: take my brother, Yue Zhengyu, straight to the First Continent. Do you understand?"
"Make sure he stays on the First Continent for at least three years. For those three years, I don't care how you teach him or guide his cultivation."
"In return, I can give you some good things, like thousand-year spirit herbs and some cultivation resources. I can even help you complete the Fart God's Six Trials."
Le Zhengyue's tone did not change as he spoke.
Yu Xiaogang hadn't thought much of it until Le Zhengyue mentioned the Fart God's Six Trials. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes filled with shock.
The Fart God's Six Trials were his greatest secret, yet this boy had just exposed it without the slightest attempt to hide what he knew.
Under Le Zhengyue's gaze, Yu Xiaogang began to tremble. Fear filled his eyes as he worried the boy might seize his inheritance.
But Le Zhengyue simply watched him in silence.
Their eyes remained locked until more than ten minutes had passed. Only then did Yu Xiaogang finally manage to collect himself.
He looked at Le Zhengyue with a complicated expression, then nodded.
"Fine. I can take your brother, Yue Zhengyu, to the First Continent and make sure he can't come back for the next two or three years."
"But you have to tell me why. Or, at least, what do you stand to gain from this?"
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang stared at Le Zhengyue.
Normally, he wouldn't have asked. But this boy was simply too strange, and he feared Le Zhengyue might have some scheme of his own that would harm him.
Meeting his gaze, Le Zhengyue could more or less guess what he was thinking, so his expression stayed calm.
"Le Zhengyue will become Tang San's ally in the future. He'll have dealings with Tang San. That's not something you want to see, is it?"
"Whether or not you still consider Tang San your disciple, you can't have any affection for him. After all, in your previous life, when he became a god, he didn't take you along."
Le Zhengyue's voice was soft as he spoke, and he looked at Yu Xiaogang with amusement in his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang didn't deny it. Instead, he stared at Le Zhengyue with a grave expression, his wariness deepening.
He didn't understand how the boy before him could know these things, but at this point, the two of them understood each other well enough.
"Don't ask me for details. I can tell you that leading him astray will do you no harm."
"And if he wants to return to Shrek Academy after three years, I want you to notify me beforehand and give me a chance to ambush him."
Le Zhengyue spoke without hiding his intentions. Even though they were in the Le Family Mansion, he made no effort to conceal the fact that he might ambush Yue Zhengyu.
At his words, Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted briefly, then he nodded in silence.
"When do I need to leave? And how are you going to help me with the Fart God's Six Trials?"
"You'll find out later. You can't trigger the Fart God's Six Trials on your own, but once you meet enough of the conditions, I'll know. Then I'll tell you what the Second Trial is."
"After completing the First Trial, your strength should improve considerably. That'll be enough to help you survive on the First Continent."
As he spoke, Le Zhengyue stood and calmly slipped a ring from his finger, tossing it to Yu Xiaogang.
"There are ten ten-thousand-year spirit herbs inside, along with all sorts of resources you'll need."
"Take these resources and persuade my brother. Find a way to get him to leave with you for at least three years."
"How you persuade him, what speech you give—it doesn't matter. All I want is for you to take him away."
After speaking, Le Zhengyue waved Yu Xiaogang off.
He had no interest in knowing how Yu Xiaogang would persuade Yue Zhengyu, because he trusted Yu Xiaogang's abilities.
The man had managed to convince a Tang San who retained his memories to become his disciple. That alone showed how skilled he was with words.
Although Le Zhengyue thought the Ten Great Martial Soul Theories were complete nonsense, that didn't matter to him. He wasn't trying to form an alliance with Yu Xiaogang; he was merely using the old man.
As Yu Xiaogang turned to leave, looking back every few steps, Le Zhengyue simply sat quietly at the dining table.
Once Yue Zhengyu left, his own days would be much easier.
And just as Le Zhengyue expected, Yue Zhengyu announced the next morning that he was leaving.
Even though Mother Le and Father Le tried their hardest to stop him, it was no use. In the end, he went with Yu Xiaogang to the First Continent to begin cultivating—or rather, to undergo trials.
Le Zhengyue paid no attention to the results of the trials or anything else. He simply continued going to the Spirit Pagoda to cultivate and raise his Soul Spirit's level.
With his help, the Bone Dragon Soul Spirit easily advanced to the thousand-year level.
When he returned from cultivation, he would either study with Na'er, go out to play with her, or tease Jiang Nannan.
In that relatively peaceful environment, three whole years flew by in the blink of an eye.
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