Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

"Young master, do you want to..." Feng Qiwen asked tentatively.

Ye Yu waved his hand and said, "Let her be. If we kill her now, Zhou Li's position as the crown prince will be gone."

Zhou Li had said before that Zhou Qitian now had opinions about his ability to do things. If something happened to Ye Qingxuan again at this moment, Zhou Li would basically have no chance of ascending the throne.

Delaying one person's death in exchange for a super dynasty spanning the three states of Qingyun and Lei, even a fool would know what to choose.

As I said, those who kill people just for the sake of momentary pleasure are either fools or stupid.

Since Ye Qingxuan is destined to die, how to maximize the benefits of Ye Qingxuan's death is what Ye Yu really needs to consider.

But at this moment, Zhou Li could not hear the conversation between Ye Yu and Feng Qiwen at all. He was just standing there in a daze.

What did he just hear?

The Xu family? This Ye Yu is not only from the Ye family, but also from the Xu family?!

Ye Yu actually had two great families from Zhongzhou standing behind him? Isn't this outrageous? They'd be able to dominate the Three Provinces!

Suddenly, Zhou Li felt that signing this master-servant contract was really worth it!

I am Ye Yu's man. If Ye Yu becomes successful in the future, will he forget me?

After a long while, Zhou Li came back to his senses. He looked at Ye Yu, swallowed his saliva and said, "You...you are really from the Xu family?!"

"Yes, and the woman who came to your Great Zhou more than ten years ago should be my mother. Do you understand what I mean? I don't care what you do, try your best to find out what happened back then, and then inform me." Ye Yu said solemnly.

Zhou Li nodded hurriedly, and the fear of Zhou Qitian in his eyes had weakened a lot.

Ye Yu nodded in satisfaction, and stood up to leave with Feng Qiwen. When passing by Ye Qingxuan, Ye Qingxuan suddenly said, "You are Xiaoyu, right? You are Xiaoyu."

Ye Yu did not stop, and let Ye Qingxuan behind him continue to roar, his eyes gradually becoming crazy.

After leaving the tea stall, Ye Yu planned to go to Yanshang Cave.

After the power of cause and effect was born in his body, Ye Yu felt that the so-called power of curse had little effect on him. At least from the perspective of spiritual power quality alone, the power of cause and effect was not inferior to the power of curse.

At present, he is unable to compete due to his insufficient cultivation, but he is also unable to affect Ye Yu who possesses the Xu Tian Ding.

The curse power outside Yanshang Cave is a big trouble for others, but it does not affect Ye Yu.

Feng Qiwen originally wanted to follow, but was rejected by Ye Yu.

At this moment, outside Yanshang Cave, it is extremely lively. Although the power of the curse is dangerous, it does not mean that it can stop many casual cultivators from coming to join in the fun and perhaps get some opportunities.

It's just that no one dared to get too close.

Ye Yu looked at the crowd under his feet, frowned, and planned to summon the Xu Tian Ding to conceal his breath. He didn't want to attract too much attention.

"My fellow Taoist up there, I see that your forehead is black. How about you come down and I can tell you your fortune?" An old voice sounded amid the noisy voices, rushing straight into Ye Yu's eardrums.

Ye Yu's face changed slightly. He lowered his head with a look of surprise, but saw a small stall on the side of the road. The stall owner was a white-bearded old man, and standing next to the old man was an acquaintance, Yan Ruyu!

After pondering for a while, Ye Yu landed in front of the old man.

"How much does it cost?" Ye Yu asked indifferently.

"One million spirit stones for one hexagram." The old man smiled with a slight smile on his face.

"One million spirit stones, why don't you go and rob it! Young man, don't listen to this crazy Taoist priest. He is a lunatic. He has been cheating people here for free food and drinks all day long. Just now he was charging one or two taels of gold for a divination, and now you are asking for one million spirit stones." Someone nearby couldn't stand it anymore and cursed.

The old man wasn't angry, but smiled lightly and said, "I, Weng Banxian, tell fortunes, but I only tell fortunes based on the horoscope. That person's horoscope was only worth one or two ounces of gold, but this young man's horoscope is far from simple. If he weren't related to my descendants, I wouldn't tell him a single horoscope even if I offered him tens of millions of spirit stones."

"Haha, everyone can say nice things, but young man, don't fall into his trap."

Ye Yu was silent, turned his head and glanced at Yan Ruyu. "Someone has a story for you?" Could he be referring to Yan Ruyu? After a moment's hesitation, Ye Yu took out a storage ring and threw it to Weng Banxian.

When others saw this, they shook their heads and sighed. He didn't know which young man this was, and he immediately regretted his outspokenness.

This person gave me the spiritual stone that I might not be able to get even if I worked hard for my whole life with just a few words.

Why worry about other people? Your own life is a mess, fighting and killing for a few spirit stones.

Now that I haven't accomplished anything and someone has shown off my good fortune, why should I make myself unhappy?

Weng Banxian took it with a smile and threw it into the cloth bag behind him with a crisp sound.

Ye Yu frowned. He had infused spiritual energy into the storage ring, which was definitely not something an ordinary person could obtain. He immediately smiled and said, "This senior is really in a refined mood and is playing with it."

"No, no, the old man is here because he has no choice." After saying this, Weng Banxian's face changed slightly, and he waved his hand seemingly unintentionally.

Ye Yu's expression suddenly changed, and a terrifying spiritual power rushed out from his ear and directly hit a person who wanted to sneak into Yan Shang Cave, turning him into ashes in an instant.

"Awesome." Ye Yu's eyes narrowed slightly and he exclaimed.

Weng Banxian laughed heartily and waved his hand, "It's just a little trick that can't be put on the table. Please write a word, young master, and I'll help you calculate it."

Ye Yu pondered for a moment, picked up the brush with his spiritual power, and wrote the word "fate" on the white paper.

"Destiny! A good word! A good idea!" Weng Banxian picked up the paper, smiled, and then continued, "Young Master's destiny was not written by your own hand, which means that your destiny is not in your own hands."

"But the young master used his spirit as his hand to write, which means he wants to control his fate with force. In my opinion, that's difficult."

"Why do you think so?" Ye Yu frowned.

Weng Banxian smiled faintly, took out a pen and wrote another word of destiny on the paper, then picked it up, and the ink flowed like water.

"Our destiny is superficial because I believe that my hand picked up the pen and wrote this destiny. Because I believe, there is a chance to change it."

"But that's not the case, young master. Only those who believe in fate can change it. For those who don't believe in fate, how can they change it? Or, in other words, why bother to change it?"

Weng Banxian said with a smile.

Ye Yu nodded, not quite understanding. If you believe it, then there is no point in changing it. If you don't believe it, then why change it? This is a contradiction in itself.

Believe him, understand him, and defeat him!

"Who are you?" Ye Yu took a deep breath and asked.

"Me? The founder of Qingyun Sect, Weng Buyu." Weng Buyu grinned and spoke.