Taking Yuanen Yehui as Disciple

"The Demon Plane intends to annex the Douluo Plane."

"Therefore, acting as an anchor for your mother, a constant stream of demons emerged from that Demon Gate and launched an assault on your family."

"Even though the limitations of the Demon Gate meant the demons of the Demon Plane could not arrive on the Douluo Plane all at once,"

"the demons that did manage to reach the Douluo Plane were absolutely not to be underestimated."

"The Yuanen family engaged in a bloody battle against the forces of the Demon Plane."

"In the end, it was only with the help of the Sky-Propping Douluo and others from Shrek Academy that the crisis was resolved and the Demon Gate was sealed once more."

"Your second aunt perished at the hands of those demons."

Leng Hanyuan recounted everything he knew.

"Second Aunt..."

Yuanen Yehui murmured, her gaze somewhat dazed.

She suddenly understood everything.

No wonder her second uncle's gaze toward her had been so strange, carrying an indescribable hostility.

No wonder she had never seen her second aunt from beginning to end.

So, she had actually died at the hands of demons transported through the Demon Gate opened by her own mother.

Although that was never her mother's intention, the fact remained that the Demon Gate was opened by her mother, and those demons had come because of it; this was beyond doubt.

"So, do you understand now?"

"After that horrific catastrophe, in order to prevent the Demon Plane from using her as an anchor to open the Demon Gate again, your mother chose to commit suicide."

"As for your grandfather, he crippled all of your father's cultivation and placed him under house arrest."

"After all, this was the only way to provide an explanation to the other clansmen who had lost their lives in the battle against the Demon Plane."

Yuanen Yehui's body felt somewhat numb.

All of this had completely reshaped her perception.

She had originally felt extreme hatred toward her family and her grandfather, believing they had treated her parents that way simply because of a Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

But after hearing Leng Hanyuan recount the ins and outs of the matter, Yuanen Yehui finally understood their reactions.

She also realized that the situation was not merely about a Fallen Angel Martial Soul, but rather a bloody past.

She lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

Leng Hanyuan did not urge her, nor was he in a hurry; he simply stood by with his arms crossed, waiting quietly.

He knew that all of this would take time for Yuanen Yehui to process.

After all, the amount of information was simply too vast for a teenage girl to accept all at once.

A long while later, Yuanen Yehui finally moved again.

She raised her head and looked at Leng Hanyuan.

"Then why did Your Excellency Mystic Phoenix choose to tell me these things?"

After digesting the massive amount of information, Yuanen Yehui realized this point.

Leng Hanyuan seemed to have absolutely no connection to this matter.

Why would he take the initiative to find her and inform her of this past?

Yuanen Yehui did not doubt that what Leng Hanyuan said was a lie.

After all, everything he said perfectly explained all the things she had previously been confused about.

Moreover, there was no need for him to lie about such a thing.

She only needed to return to her clan to confirm it, and everything would naturally come to light.

"Because of your Martial Soul, the Fallen Angel."

Leng Hanyuan did not hide his purpose and stated it directly.

"After your mother passed away, you became the only possessor of a Fallen Angel Martial Soul in this world."

"Which means..."

"The anchor for the Demon Plane." Yuanen Yehui interrupted Leng Hanyuan, finishing his sentence for him.

Her expression was complex.

She raised her hands and stared blankly at her own fair, slender palms.

She suddenly felt as though she were a monster.

"So..."

"If I break through to the Title Douluo realm in the future, will I also be forced to become a Demon Gate for the Demon Plane to enter this world, just like my mother?"

She asked in a soft voice.

"Correct."

Leng Hanyuan nodded.

That was how events unfolded in the original story.

Receiving a definitive answer, Yuanen Yehui's mood plummeted.

Suddenly, a sense of self-loathing welled up within her.

Her voice carried a hint of desolation and instinctive fear:

"So..."

"Is Mystic Phoenix Douluo intending to nip the threat in the bud and kill me here today?"

Yuanen Yehui could only think of this one purpose.

As a Grand Elder of the Spirit Transmission Pagoda, Leng Hanyuan knew of the threat she posed; it made perfect sense for him to eliminate that threat early for the safety of the entire continent.

Regarding this, Yuanen Yehui did not feel much anger or resentment.

Because she, too, did not want to become the culprit who would eventually bring disaster upon the entire Douluo Continent.

But after all, she was still just a young girl.

Although her childhood experiences had made her more mature than her peers, she still found it difficult to remain calm when faced with death.

That kind of physiological fear was impossible to overcome.

Yet, Yuanen Yehui's character prevented her from begging for mercy or offering any excuses.

She simply suppressed the fear in her heart, waiting for her end to arrive.

However...

"No."

Leng Hanyuan shook his head, denying her conjecture.

This caused Yuanen Yehui to lift her head in surprise.

Leng Hanyuan chuckled:

"I have never intended to kill you here, nor do I have any thoughts of nipping threats in the bud."

"On the contrary, my purpose in coming here is very simple."

"I intend to take you as my disciple and cultivate you to the Title Douluo level."

"Ah?!"

Yuanen Yehui lost her usual composure.

She looked at him, her face full of astonishment.

Leng Hanyuan's answer was something Yuanen Yehui had never expected.

"Why?"

Yuanen Yehui was puzzled.

Since she was such a dangerous anchor for that plane to enter this world, why would Leng Hanyuan not only refrain from dealing with her but also prepare to take her as his disciple and train her?

"Because of the Demon Plane."

"The Demon Plane attempts to invade the Douluo Plane, using it as nutrients to enhance itself."

"However, quite coincidentally, I have also taken a liking to this plane."

Leng Hanyuan answered with a smile.

His tone was so indifferent that he seemed completely unconcerned about the threat of the Demon Plane.

It was as if he were merely discussing a cake to be divided.

"How about it?"

"Take me as your master, and we shall each get what we need."

"I need the Fallen Angel Martial Soul within you to lure the Demon Plane over so I can achieve my goals."

"As compensation, I can resolve the influence the Fallen Angel Martial Soul has on you and allow you to reach the Title Douluo realm as quickly as possible."

"Will you consider it?"

Leng Hanyuan looked at her.

Yuanen Yehui fell silent for a moment.

After some deliberation, she nodded.

She had no reason to refuse.

Yuanen Yehui knelt directly onto the soft carpet.

She kowtowed heavily to Leng Hanyuan three times, her voice filled with reverence:

"Yuanen Yehui greets you, Master!"