Gangzi Mistaken for an Illegal Immigrant

Yu Xiaogang was startled at first, but the moment he sensed the transcendent power of law within the multicolored light, he was overcome with wild joy!

He had seen an account of this in the oldest records of Spirit Hall.

When one's Soul Power reached level 100 and attained perfection, the laws of heaven and earth would descend, and guiding light would lead one to ascend to the Divine Realm!

"I've become a god... I actually ascended straight to godhood?!"

Yu Xiaogang was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and every plate of bamboo armor on his body trembled violently.

He had thought he would have to spend decades dominating the mortal world, but to his surprise, the moment his level 100 Soul Power was fully released, it immediately summoned the Divine Realm's guiding light!

Spirit Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan-before a true god, they were all nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs!

The guiding light pulled him upward faster and faster, and Yu Xiaogang had already risen into the air.

Before disappearing, he looked down at the dumbstruck Cai Kun and Tang San, who sat on the ground absorbing the white ring, and burst into the most triumphant laughter of his life:

"Hahaha! Cai Kun! After Little San wakes up, make sure you tell him every word!"

"Tell him that his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, has ascended in broad daylight and become a god today!"

"His teacher is no waste, no matter what the world thinks! From this day forth, Tang San is a god's disciple!!"

His wild laughter still echoed through the night sky when the seven-colored light abruptly contracted. With a whoosh, it swept Yu Xiaogang into the clouds, and he vanished without a trace in an instant.

The night sky closed over once more, and silence returned to the forest.

On the ground, Cai Kun craned his neck, mouth agape, and stared blankly at the empty sky above him, utterly dumbfounded.

"Wait... he just ascended like that?!"

"You can get into the Divine Realm that easily without a Godhood Inheritance?"

Cai Kun rubbed his cheeks hard, his head full of question marks:

"To become a god on the Douluo Continent, don't you have to go through the back door, take the Sea God's or Asura God's nine trials, and inherit a godhood?"

"He doesn't even have a damn Godhood Inheritance. Just relying on the level 100 Soul Power the system gave him, he could get sucked straight up into the heavens this casually?!"

After a full three seconds of silence, Cai Kun shot both hands up and slapped his forehead hard, his guts practically turning green with regret:

"If I'd known this lousy bamboo could exploit a bug and get someone a free pass straight to the Divine Realm, I wouldn't have let Gangzi play with it!"

But he soon noticed something was wrong. Gangzi only had level 100; he hadn't condensed a Divine Spark, nor did he have the Power of Faith to support him. He didn't meet the conditions for godhood at all.

By rights, he couldn't possibly have become a god, and triggering a Divine Trial wouldn't have looked like that either.

"Nine parts out of ten, something's wrong. Gangzi going up there like that... I've got a feeling it can't end well."

Meanwhile, on the far side of the vast, boundless sea of stars, outside the gates of the Divine Realm.

Clouds and mist swirled, and a thousand streams of auspicious radiance shone.

Two magnificent gates, three hundred meters tall and carved entirely from white jade, stood among the clouds, exuding a majestic and sacred presence.

"Thud!"

A flash of colored light appeared, and Yu Xiaogang landed spread-eagled on the white jade pavement of the plaza.

Yu Xiaogang (at the Divine Realm gates version) ignored the pain in his backside and scrambled to his feet.

Looking at the seven-colored divine mist flowing around him, Yu Xiaogang trembled with excitement and almost dropped to his knees to kiss the floor beneath his feet.

"The Divine Realm! This really is the legendary Divine Realm!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang—I, Yu Xiaogang, am really going to become a god, hahaha!"

The ultimate sanctuary he had never dared dream of reaching was now right before his eyes!

Yu Xiaogang straightened the Lone Bamboo armor on his body, raised his head and puffed out his chest, then swaggered toward the white jade gates with what he believed was his most imposing splay-footed stride.

"Clang!"

Two divine spears crackling with lightning suddenly crossed in front of Yu Xiaogang's chest, blocking his path. Their sharp tips nearly sliced off his nose.

On either side of the gates, two burly divine guards, each two meters tall and clad in silver divine armor, walked over with expressionless faces.

The guard on the left looked down at the bamboo man before him and barked coldly:

"Stop! This is the Divine Realm, a place of great importance. Who goes there?!"

Forced back two steps by the divine spears, Yu Xiaogang hastily cupped his fists and put on a placating smile.

"Please forgive me, exalted immortals. I am Yu Xiaogang, titled Spring Bamboo. I am a newly risen god who has just broken through to level 100 on the Douluo Continent in the lower realm and been guided here in ascension. I hope you two will oblige me and let me in."

"Ascended from the Douluo Continent?"

The guard on the right raised an eyebrow, pulled a golden jade registration scroll from his robes, and asked in a businesslike manner:

"Since you ascended from the lower realm, give us your name. Which god of the Divine Realm left the Godhood Inheritance you inherited? Only after I have verified it may you enter."

"If you dare falsely claim one, don't blame us for what happens."

Yu Xiaogang immediately faltered, his gaze darting about.

Where was he supposed to get a Godhood Inheritance? A ball of light had brought him straight up here!

"Ahem, well... to tell you the truth, I haven't inherited any godhood."

"No inheritance? Then you became a self-made god! Could you tell us how you did it? Or show us your Divine Spark, so we can register you."

"Actually... I'm not a self-made god either." Yu Xiaogang tried to rely on his status as a theorist to hold his ground. "Through my own extraordinary learning and a fortuitous encounter, I directly stirred the laws of heaven and earth and was summoned and guided here!"

Hearing this, the two well-traveled guards of the Divine Realm exchanged a glance. Both felt they were being made fools of.

He had no inheritance, hadn't become a self-made god through any special method, and had arrived under strange circumstances. The fellow before them lacked all three.

But they still had to check everything carefully. There was a chance he had become a god under special circumstances.

"Utter nonsense!"

The guard on the left's face darkened, and he shouted sternly:

"Without a godhood, how could you have a Divine Spark? Show us your Martial Souls and Soul Rings, so the two of us can verify your identity!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't dare delay and hurriedly circulated the Soul Power in his body.

"Puff! Puff!"

Two flashes of white light appeared.

Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo emerged from his left palm, while Luo Sanpao, the fat purple pig, dropped out by his right hand.

Immediately afterward, two yellow Hundred-Year Soul Rings and ten white Ten-Year Soul Rings lit up around him, like rings in a juggling act.

Silence.

The two divine guards had guarded the gates for who knew how many years and seen many people ascend, but this was the first with a setup this lousy.

The Soul Rings of his two Martial Souls added up to just over a thousand years, and the pig-like Martial Soul didn't even have a third ring. No matter how they looked at him, he didn't look like someone who should have become a god.

Their professional training told them not to laugh.

A full two lots of 2.5 seconds passed.

"Pfft, hahahahaha-!!"

The two divine guards could hold it in no longer. They planted their spears on the ground, clutched their stomachs, and burst into wild laughter!

"Oh, my god, I'm dying! Trash like this can actually get into the Divine Realm?! And his Martial Souls are a pig and a bamboo!!!"

"You're the only one we've ever seen become a god while still having ten white Ten-Year Soul Rings."

"I doubt this guy could even beat someone at level 50."

"That's too high. At most, he could draw with someone at level 40."

"Assessment complete. He doesn't deserve to become a god at all."

When their laughter subsided, both guards' faces instantly turned cold, their eyes full of contempt and disgust:

"Speak! You despicable mortal, which gap between planes did you exploit, or what crooked means did you use to sneak in here?!"

"The Divine Realm is a pure and exalted place. How could we let trash like you defile it? Get back to the lower realm!"

Before the words had finished leaving their mouths, the two divine guards reached out from either side and seized Yu Xiaogang, lifting him up like a baby chick. They turned, ready to throw him into the spatial rift at the edge of the Divine Realm!

"Don't! Don't throw me! I really did ascend at level 100! I'm Spring Bamboo Douluo! I don't want to go back, aaah-!"