"Which place?" Huang Ye didn't react for a moment.
"It's, it's that place!"
After speaking, Xiao Yatou pointed with her small hand.
Huang Ye was a bit confused. What the hell did she want to do?
"No problem!" Huang Ye quickly replied.
"Young Master, it seems you've fully recovered."
"Looks like it!" Huang Ye responded.
"Young Master, N婢 is so happy. N婢 feels today is the happiest day since entering the Family."
"Qing'er, I've recovered, so will you not be able to accompany me anymore?"
"Why not? This is my destiny. I must accompany Young Master well, and I must accompany you for my entire life."
"Alright!"
Huang Ye sighed in his heart, thinking, "This place of yours is truly good."
"Qing'er, tell me about the situation in the Family."
"En, the City Lord is quite good to you, but the Madam and Second Madam and Third Madam don't favor you."
"Since you became foolish, the Madam hasn't allowed you to leave this courtyard. I was punished today because I took you out of the courtyard."
"The person you saw by the lake today was Second Young Master. His birth mother is Second Madam, and he is a profligate son."
"The Eldest Young Master is not in the Family. He went to the Immortal Sect when he was very young," Qing'er narrated slowly.
"What! You said Eldest Young Master went to the Immortal Sect?"
Huang Ye exclaimed, a storm raging in his heart. He had thought he had Transmigrated to ancient times, but with an Immortal Sect, it was different.
The knowledge he possessed only mentioned Immortal Sects in mythology and Xuanhuan novels, and he had always believed those things were fabricated by editors.
But now he had indeed heard the words "Immortal Sect." Could it be that he had Transmigrated to a Xuanhuan world?
"That's right. I haven't seen Eldest Young Master either. I heard he is a chosen one."
"At that time, several major Immortal Sects fought fiercely to contend for Eldest Young Master, and in the end, Eldest Young Master was taken away by a powerful Immortal Sect."
"I entered the Family when you were eight years old, and I have served you since childhood."
Xiao Yatou continued speaking, not noticing Huang Ye's dumbfounded expression.
"Wait, what kind of place is the Immortal Sect you just mentioned?"
"It's a place for Cultivation."
Huang Ye was completely bewildered. There was no emperor here, no Dynasty, and there were even cultivators. It truly seemed to be a Xuanhuan world?
"Qing'er, do you also know immortal arts? I thought the way you pulled my arm away was very clever."
"Ah! That's not immortal arts; it's just martial arts, taught to me by the guards in the Family."
"Those guards said that learning immortal arts requires Aptitude, and few of us Mortals possess that kind of Aptitude."
"Hmm! That's indeed the case." Huang Ye also nodded.
He recalled reading Cultivation novels in the past, which mentioned Spiritual Roots, all sorts of Spiritual Roots.
Spiritual Roots of different grades also implied different Aptitudes. He wondered if the Cultivation Aptitude here was the same as described in the novels.
"Young Master is already Seventeen this year."
"Oh! So, I've been foolish for seven years."
"That's right. N婢 had many dreams these past seven years. Many times, N婢 dreamt of you waking up, and today, N婢's dream has finally come true."
"It was hard on you, guarding me for seven years."
"Young Master, N婢 has long planned to guard you for a lifetime."
Huang Ye's heart trembled slightly. What this Xiao Yatou said was absolutely true; she had indeed remained loyal to the original owner.
He was merely a substitute for the original owner. Should he bear this Karma for him?
He remembered reading novels where Transmigrators would bear the original owner's grievances and affections. Now, the original owner's mind was blank.
There were very few memories he could access, but he couldn't ignore the original owner's past because of this.
First, he would see what abilities he possessed. If he had enough ability, he would resolve all the grievances and affections for him, which would also relieve his psychological burden.
If his ability was insufficient, he couldn't put himself in danger. He believed the original owner would understand.
"Young Master, you also have an elder sister, two younger sisters, and one younger brother, but the younger brother is only eight years old."
"Oh! So, there are only three males in my generation?" Huang Ye asked.
"That's right."
"Do step-sons like me have inheritance rights?" Huang Ye asked again.
"What are inheritance rights?"
"It means when the older generation dies, the property is passed on to the younger generation."
"I haven't heard of that. Generally, a Family chooses the strongest person to be the head, and the head manages the entire Family."
Heh heh, it seems that his becoming foolish is very likely related to this.
But why did Yue'er try to assassinate him? Now that he was a fool, he couldn't become the head of the Family.
It shouldn't affect others much. Could it be that the original owner and Yue'er had other grievances?
"Do you know Yue'er?"
"Yue'er hasn't been in the Family for long, so I don't know much about her either."
"Oh! How long has she been here?"
"About a month or so."
Huang Ye thought for a moment.
"Tonight, tell Yue'er to go back and rest; she doesn't need to accompany me."
"Ah! Wouldn't that be bad? With her here, it's more convenient for Young Master."
"I'm worried I won't be able to control myself."
"Why should you control yourself? We serving maids are here to serve our master."
"Uh! We'll talk about this later. Anyway, just tell her to go back."
"Alright, will Young Master not want me anymore?" Qing'er was a little worried.
"No, you're different from her."
"That's good. N婢 will definitely serve Young Master well." After speaking, she deliberately stroked Huang Ye's chest with her small hand.
This Xiao Yatou, she's truly unrestrained.
"Oh, right, what was I usually like?"
Qing'er told him his daily behavior and demeanor one by one.
Huang Ye pondered for a moment; acting would not be difficult.
"Alright, you're tired too. Go get some good rest first."
"En!" Qing'er was indeed tired and quickly fell into a dream, a trace of tears still hanging in the corner of her eyes.
Huang Ye summarized the information he had just received and made a basic judgment.
This world definitely had Xuanhuan elements; other details were still unknown.
He didn't have any System attached to him; the only extra feature was an eye that could see 360 degrees, which seemed to be useless.
He would check his physical condition later at night when no one was around to see if there were any changes.
He hoped he wouldn't be powerless; that would be terrible. Since there were cultivators here, it must be a martial world.
If he was truly weak, he would definitely be an easy target.
His nominal Second Young Master would not let him go, and he needed to figure out if Yue'er was on the same side as that guy.
Damn it, God, not only did you not give me a Golden Finger at the start, but you also threw so many annoying problems at me.
Is there no justice? Is there no law?
Forget it, self-pity is useless. He could only rely on himself to carve out a path to survival.
Forbearance was the first step. If Second Young Master's influence was irresistible, he had to be prepared to run away.
Otherwise, once someone discovered he was lucid, it would definitely be a dead end.
Here, besides Qing'er, no one could help him.
That City Lord adoptive father was also untrustworthy. His becoming like this was not unrelated to this adoptive father.
If he could be a City Lord, didn't he have any sense?
Although his adoptive father saved his life, it was probably due to the friendship between his birth father and him; otherwise, people would say he was cold-hearted.
His adoptive father would certainly be happy to see him in his current state.
Moreover, as the City Lord, he probably didn't know much about the affairs within the Family, and the Madam still held the decision-making power.
The Madam was Eldest Young Master's birth mother. Her status was unshakeable due to her son's prestige.
This Second Young Master was the son of the second wife. Although he was a profligate, he was also the most likely to inherit the Family business.
His only concern was Qing'er. If he ran away, Qing'er would definitely be implicated.
A maid in such a wealthy Family was even less than a blade of grass.
No matter what, Qing'er had been meticulously taking care of him since he fell into a coma.
She even had intimate contact with him, so he had to plan carefully. Even if he escaped, he had to take Qing'er with him.
The problem of survival after leaving here shouldn't be difficult.
After all, he was a modern person. Making some inventions and creations to become a rich man was not a dream.
With his mind made up, Huang Ye fell asleep in a daze.
The warm, soft jade beside him was very comfortable. In his previous life, he was just a single dog, so this feeling was wonderful.
Two hours later, with a "creak!" the door opened, startling the dreamer awake.
Yue'er entered the room, carrying a food box.
