At noon the next day, the middle-aged maid who always left silently after putting down the food came in and said softly, "Third Young Master, Madam invites you out."
Yue Yang followed her out of the hall and saw that the beautiful woman was hugging a girl in black and wiping her tears.
The usually mischievous little girl pretended to be very obedient and sat in front of the table to eat. Her little hand grabbed the chopsticks and ate from time to time. The rice was spilled everywhere, and her little mouth was also dirty. Yue Yang looked at the girl in black again and found that she was actually not that old, about 14 or 15 years old. She looked similar to the beautiful woman, but her face was more childish and tender.
Her eyes were slightly red and there were traces of tears on her face.
When she saw Yue Yang walking out, she immediately wiped it off and covered her face with the black veil that she had pulled down around her neck.
"…" Yue Yang sighed in his heart.
In the Soaring Dragon Continent, if a girl covered her face with a black veil, other than the rare female thief, there was only one kind of person, the widow.
This girl in black should be the beautiful woman's eldest daughter, Yue Bing.
She was ranked seventh among the Yue Clan's nine juniors, only ranked higher than her younger sister, Shuang Er, and the second branch's ninth son, Yue Feng. She was a genius among the Yue Clan's juniors, successfully contracting a grimoire at the age of eight and a half. Unfortunately, the Soaring Dragon Continent valued males more than females. They felt that females were mainly used for family marriages or royal concubines, and would be married off to someone else sooner or later. Although they carefully nurtured her, she was far less important than the eldest son, Yue Tian, or even the other males in the family. Moreover, there were indeed more geniuses in this generation of the Yue Clan. The first branch's eldest son, Yue Tian, successfully contracted a grimoire at the age of ten. Fourth son, Yue Yan, successfully contracted a grimoire at the age of eleven. Sixth son, Yue Bao, also successfully contracted a grimoire at the age of twelve.
The slightly weaker ones were the second daughter, Yue Yu, and the fifth son, Yue Ting. Both of them successfully contracted a grimoire at the age of fifteen.
Hence, in comparison, Yue Bing of the Fourth Branch wasn't that outstanding. Furthermore, her Inherent Skill and Beast were all plant-type beasts that people didn't think highly of. Other than the Immortal Spirit Pavilion, which only accepted female disciples, who had sent people over to take a look and observe her, the other three sects didn't have any reaction.
It was precisely because there were countless geniuses in the younger generation of the Yue Clan that the Third Branch's parents had died, and the pitiful guy who had been adopted by the Fourth Branch as a son was still unable to contract a grimoire at the age of nineteen. It was impossible for him not to become trash … Yue Yang thought to himself, it was no wonder that Miss Xue would propose to cancel the engagement. If she were to marry into a family filled with geniuses, how could she bear to marry such a trash husband?
Comparisons are odious. The pitiful guy, who had suffered a huge blow, had his marriage annulled and committed suicide by jumping into the river.
Yue Bing, who was equally unfortunate, did not!
Of course, her engagement was not broken off, but her fiancé, the genius youth of the Feng Clan, the head of the Four Great Clans, had unfortunately been killed by a wandering Golden King Beast when he was participating in a trial three years ago. This made her become a widow before she could marry into the family.
The people of the Soaring Dragon Continent were very superstitious. Most of them thought that this little girl's fate was not good, and that she would bring bad luck to her husband.
Hence, even though it was the Yue Clan of the Four Great Clans, no one was willing to propose marriage. After all, everyone's sons were precious, and no one was willing to sacrifice their son for nothing just because they wanted to marry into a big clan.
"Third Brother, congratulations." The black-clothed Yue Bing said in a low voice. She lightly struggled out of her mother's embrace and prepared to return to her room.
"Your Third Brother is not an outsider. Bing Er, you don't have to return to your room to eat. It's not a big deal to eat as a family." The beautiful woman pressed the black-clothed Yue Bing down.
"Yes." The black-clothed Yue Bing hesitated for a while, but in the end, she pulled down her black veil and picked up her bowl and chopsticks. She counted the rice in her mouth and suddenly asked Yue Yang, "Third Brother, what kind of Guardian Beast did you get?"
"Elemental-type Fog." Yue Yang realized that he had never told the truth since he had been transported to this world.
"Elemental-type, I'm not good at it. I'm an unorthodox student in the academy, and I'm only good at beast-type plant-type. I don't know anything about elemental types at all." The black-clothed Yue Bing held her bowl in silence for a while, then said softly, "How about I give you the easiest and lowest level Spitting Thorny Flower? But that would waste a tenth of Third Brother's summoning grimoire."
"No problem." Yue Yang knew his background. He had the [Phantom Shadow] that could last for ten days, and also the [Innate] [Invisible Sword Qi]. The number of pages in his Copper Grimoire and the number of beasts he had wasn't important.
But since the little girl wanted to teach him, he would learn a little from her.
Firstly, he could deal with the beautiful woman. Secondly, he could familiarize himself with the various basic summoning techniques. Maybe he could use them in battles in the future.
The black-clothed Yue Bing wasn't a talkative person. She nodded her head lightly and went to finish the rice in her bowl in silence. The little girl stood up from her chair and used her chopsticks to grab the smoked fish that was furthest away from her. Seeing that she was supporting herself with one hand on the table and the other in front of her, Yue Yang was worried for the little girl. He hoped that she wouldn't fall. The beautiful woman lightly hit her, scolding her for not being well-behaved and eating without table manners. The little girl trembled in fear, but she still managed to grab a large piece of smoked fish. When she straightened her back, her face was full of pride as she made a face at Yue Yang to show off.
But who would have thought that she would be so pleased with herself? The chair swayed, and her legs couldn't stand firm. She fell to the ground with an 'Ah' sound.
Yue Yang threw the bowl away, and before the little girl could fall to the ground, he used a movement similar to when playing basketball to save the ball. He used both his hands to support her little head and her little butt.
The force of the impact was too strong, and his body slid two meters away.
Luckily his hands were still steady, and the little girl didn't fall to the ground.
"Brother Xiao San is so powerful!" The little girl was so scared that her face turned pale, but after she recovered, she immediately forgot everything and jumped down. She lay on top of Yue Yang, hugged him, and laughed happily.
When the beautiful woman came back to her senses, she angrily stood up, wanting to teach the little thing a lesson.
The little girl didn't want to be bullied, so she immediately ran away.
"San-er, you didn't hurt yourself, right?" The beautiful woman stretched out her hand, wanting to pull Yue Yang up.
"No, I'm fine." Yue Yang couldn't show weakness in front of her, so he immediately bounced up from the ground … In fact, he didn't fall at all. He was stunned for a few seconds because he was shocked by his own skills. Since when did his little otaku body become so nimble? Could it be that this was the effect of practicing the Innate Invisible Sword Qi? How many days had he been practicing it?
This Innate Invisible Sword Qi was really awesome!
Yue Yang was extremely excited, but on the surface, he pretended that nothing had happened. He sat back at the table and continued eating.
The black-clothed Yue Bing, holding a small bowl, looked at Yue Yang in surprise. After a long time, she finally said, "San-er, you usually practice your combat skills, right? I also practice my combat skills occasionally, but I couldn't react in time just now. If San-er can think of a way to contract a strengthening-type beast in the future, and use it with the element-type 'Mist', then his combat skills would definitely improve greatly. Looks like the 'Mist' that doesn't have any attack abilities is the most suitable for San-er's growth. "
When the beautiful woman heard this, she was a little happy for her San-er's diligence and self-improvement, but she was more worried.
Because in her heart, combat skills were only a mercenary's skills, the real future was still in summoning.
She picked up a piece of delicious and juicy pork ribs for Yue Yang, "San-er, you hid it from us for a long time. It's good to practice combat skills secretly, but it couldn't be helped before we didn't have a grimoire. Now that we have a summoning grimoire, we should focus on developing our summoning skills. Just practice combat skills as a supplement, but don't ruin your future because you mainly practice combat skills. "
Actually, the one who secretly practiced combat skills in the past was the pitiful guy, not me … Yue Yang didn't say this out loud, but nodded in agreement with the beautiful woman's words.
He also knew that in the hearts of the people of the Soaring Dragon Continent, practicing combat skills and training in summoning skills could not be compared.
People who practiced combat skills were like migrant workers who hadn't graduated from junior high school and went to the city to work; while people who practiced summoning skills were like university students who had graduated from famous schools. Even if two people entered the same company and did the same thing, the treatment they received would be completely different.
After lunch, the black-clothed Yue Bing followed Yue Yang back to his courtyard.
She was preparing to pass on the knowledge she had learned in the academy to Yue Yang, the fake San-er.