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Is this my mother's clan? Jiang Ye thought to himself.
He remained curious about the events in his dream.
With that in mind,
"Since Director Li says I have Li Clan blood," Jiang Ye said, looking at Li Hao, "then why wasn't I raised in the Li Clan?"
"That..."
"I'm not sure," Li Hao replied with a smile, shaking his head. "If you agree to join us, you can ask my superior about it later. She might know the answer."
"Your superior?"
"Her name is Li Qingyue. Do you know her?" Li Hao asked, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity as he studied Jiang Ye.
"No," Jiang Ye replied calmly, shaking his head.
Li Hao smiled, not surprised by this answer. He had indeed harbored a slight suspicion that there might be a connection between Jiang Ye and Li Qingyue. There were subtle similarities in their features.
However...
In the vast sea of humanity, it was easy to find people who resembled each other.
Now that Jiang Ye had denied knowing her, the last shred of doubt in Li Hao's mind vanished.
"So, Classmate Jiang," Li Hao asked again, "are you willing to join the Li Clan? If you agree, I will personally gift you a Low B-tier Opportunity as a welcome gift."
"A Low B-tier Opportunity?" Jiang Ye was slightly surprised.
Director Li was truly generous.
A Low B-tier Opportunity alone could easily cost tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of federal currency. For someone he'd only just met, this was an exceptionally magnanimous gesture.
However...
"I'm sorry," Jiang Ye shook his head. "I have no intention of joining any transcendent family at this time."
"You're refusing?" Li Hao was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.
He wasn't surprised.
He knew Jiang Ye had already refused once before, so he'd come into this meeting with no real expectations of success.
"Alright."
"Out of goodwill, I still want to warn you," Li Hao said with a smile. "Zhou Xingkong's strength is considered above average among the transcendent talents of his generation."
"If you intend to fight him, you should be prepared for failure," Li Hao advised.
"Thank you for the warning," Jiang Ye nodded.
Since the man was offering a friendly warning, he saw no reason to be rude.
"Here's my business card," Li Hao suddenly offered a card. "This is in my personal capacity, not on behalf of the Li Clan."
"If you ever encounter trouble in the future, you can mention my name."
Jiang Ye showed a hint of surprise.
Li Hao must have noticed his unfavorable impression of the Li Clan, which is why he emphasized that his offer was personal.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Ye said, "Alright. Thank you, Director Li." He reached out and accepted the business card.
Li Hao smiled slightly. "Classmate Jiang, I truly admire your potential," he said frankly. "I believe that even if you can't defeat Zhou Xingkong next year, you'll someday reach a level comparable to the transcendent."
"I appreciate your kind words," Jiang Ye replied with a smile.
"Oh, and by the way..."
"Li Qi is my son," Li Hao suddenly added. "If you ever have the chance, I hope you'll teach him a lesson for me."
"Li Qi?" Jiang Ye was slightly taken aback.
He had a vivid memory of the Li Clan youth he had defeated twice. He never expected him to be Li Hao's son.
"My son is arrogant and spoiled," Li Hao chuckled. "As his peer, you're the perfect person to show him that there's always someone better out there."
"Agreed," Jiang Ye nodded.
He's paving the way for his son, Jiang Ye thought. He had to admit, Li Hao was a truly devoted father.
Donghai City, Li Clan
Inside a sprawling villa...
Li Hao hung up the communication device and sighed softly.
"As expected, he refused."
"Princess Li Qingyue is too arrogant," Li Hao said with a slight shake of his head. "If she had offered even an Upper B-Tier Opportunity, he might have accepted."
Originally, Princess Li Qingyue had forbidden him from offering any benefits.
Yet, Li Hao had personally offered a Low B-tier Opportunity, which was the maximum he could do.
"What a pity."
Li Hao shook his head and sighed. He could clearly see Jiang Ye's potential—three realm breakthroughs in one year!
Most importantly, his Primitive innate talent!
Achieving this much was already a miracle. Li Hao was fully confident that Jiang Ye would perform even greater miracles in the future.
After a moment of contemplation,
Li Hao dialed Princess Li Qingyue's number.
"Beep..."
"Beep!" A figure in golden robes materialized.
"Your Highness," Li Hao said, rising to his feet and bowing. "Jiang Ye refused."
"I know," Li Qingyue said indifferently. "From now on, cut off all contact with him. If he ever comes to you again, turn him away."
"Your Highness," Li Hao couldn't help but frown slightly.
"The Li Clan doesn't wish to antagonize the Zhou Family over this," Li Qingyue said calmly.
"Understood," Li Hao replied, saying no more.
After a long pause, the call ended.
Li Hao sank back into his chair.
"It feels like Her Highness is... rather emotional," he mused, his brow furrowed. "Could Princess Li Qingyue truly have some connection with Jiang Ye?"
As the next in line to become the Li Family Patriarch, Li Qingyue's strength and capabilities were beyond question. Yet this situation struck Li Hao as absurd. Logically, she shouldn't be so dismissive of a genius who could potentially reach the seventh or even eighth breakthrough. As for Zhou Xingkong? How could a dispute between juniors escalate to such a level between transcendent families?
Could this be related to that incident over ten years ago? A flicker of memory surfaced in Li Hao's mind. That matter was a taboo for Li Qingyue's lineage. He quickly suppressed the thought, not daring to dwell on it.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me."
"If that kid can really defeat Zhou Xingkong in next year's Great Stellar War," Li Hao couldn't help but fantasize, "will Your Highness regret her actions today?"
"Heh."
"What am I thinking? That's impossible."
Star Garden No. 11.
"The Li Clan." Jiang Ye put down his phone, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Now he was finally certain.
The Li Clan in his dreams was the real-world transcendent family—the East Sea Li Clan!
"Li Qingyue." Jiang Ye murmured the name softly.
Of course, he knew this name.
In his dreams, he had once met her.
At that time, a golden-eyed woman named Li Qingyue had ordered him thrown out.
"Whatever grievances there were, they're in the past."
"I don't care." Jiang Ye felt a sense of calm.
From beginning to end,
Jiang Ye had only cared about those close to him.
Parents, Jiang Ting, Zhang Jianwu, Zhu Honglie, Qiu Cang... and also Chen Zilu, Zhao Qingli.
As for the past?
As long as they didn't come looking for trouble, Jiang Ye couldn't be bothered to deal with them.
"Time to cultivate," he said, exhaling slowly.
All this trouble was ultimately due to his own weakness.
If he could flatten the transcendent families with a single spear strike, would he even have these concerns?
"I need to grow stronger as quickly as possible," Jiang Ye thought. "I still have to rely on the Martial Saint Bond."
After a moment of contemplation, he dialed Chen Zilu.
Two seconds later, a figure in a snow-white long dress materialized—white shoes, white socks, pure and captivating.
"What is it?" Chen Zilu asked, looking at him curiously.
"Senior Sister," Jiang Ye said with a smile, "I want to cultivate with you."
"Huh?" Chen Zilu's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but scold him, "What are you up to now?"
"I'm serious."
"Cultivating together," Jiang Ye insisted. "Haven't you noticed? When we're together, our cultivation speed increases significantly?"
Over the past half-month, his progress had clearly lagged behind the pace he'd achieved when he was with Chen Zilu at Black Blaze Ridge.
Hearing his words, Chen Zilu fell silent.
She had long since noticed this herself.
After a long pause, she asked softly, "Is this your Martial Bone Ability again?"
"No," Jiang Ye shook his head gravely. "This is my trump card."
Chen Zilu rolled her eyes at him, already accustomed to Jiang Ye's occasional dry wit.
The young woman pondered for a few seconds.
"Okay."
"Come over," Chen Zilu nodded. "While you're here, I can help you with any parts of your spearmanship you don't understand."
"Thank you, Senior Sister," Jiang Ye said with a smile.
Quickly, he hung up.
Grabbing his long spear, he headed out the door.
Star Garden No. 10.
Training Room.
Jiang Ye strode in, long spear in hand.
In the distance, a stunning young woman in a snow-white gown stood by the window, her fair legs like jade.
"Senior Sister," Jiang Ye greeted with a smile.
Just then,
Buzz!
Buzz! His phone rang with a series of urgent rings.
Jiang Ye glanced at the caller ID, his expression suddenly changing.
Instinctively, he reached to hang up.
"Don't hang up," Chen Zilu suddenly said. "What are you afraid of?"
"..."
Jiang Ye stared at the name "Zhao Qingli" on the screen, speechless.
After a long pause,
Beep! The call connected.
Countless threads of light converged, and a young woman in a Cailin-patterned gown with fair legs materialized.
(End of the Chapter)
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