The Heavenly Screen Bestows an Opportunity, a Steadfast Will? Yu Xiaogang Screams Like a Slaughtered Pig
Boom!
As those words fell, the entire Douluo Continent erupted in ecstasy.
One hundred-millionth of the medicinal potency?
It sounded insignificant.
But this was a powerful tonic that combined Ginseng Fruit, Nine Heavens Xirang, and Three Lights Divine Water!
Besides, if they survived the baptism, their Martial Souls could evolve!
As for failure?
They were all Soul Masters, and some could advance no further. They would rather take a gamble.
Even so, not one of the Titled Douluo in the Douluo World dared to be the first bird to stick its head out. After all, someone had to serve as the test subject.
Meanwhile.
At Shrek Academy.
Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who had been bedridden after coughing up blood twice in succession, suddenly sat bolt upright in bed.
He trembled all over with excitement and spoke with conviction.
"An opportunity! This is a peerless opportunity bestowed upon me by heaven!!"
"One hundred-millionth? Hahaha! It's only a measly hundred-millionth of the medicinal potency!"
"Who am I, Yu Xiaogang? I'm the foremost theoretical Grandmaster on the entire continent! Ever since childhood, I've endured my clan's scorn and the ridicule of Soul Masters across the world, but I've lived on resolutely to this day, and I developed the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul!"
"When it comes to Soul Power, I might not measure up to those Titled Douluo, but when it comes to willpower?!"
"Who on the entire continent can compare to me, Yu Xiaogang?!"
"My will is as hard as dark iron! How could ordinary people compare to me?!"
Yu Xiaogang had already begun wildly fantasizing about successfully completing the baptism.
Luo Sanpao, who had mutated into a pig, would evolve into the Golden Sacred Dragon under the baptism of the divine medicine!
Then he, Yu Xiaogang, would ascend to heaven in a single step, look down upon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and scorn Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had humiliated him before. Bibi Dong would regain her respect for him, and Liu Erlong would throw herself into his arms!
Without a second thought, Yu Xiaogang contacted the Heavenly Screen directly.
[Grandmaster · Yu Xiaogang]: I, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, am willing to blaze a trail for the Douluo Continent!
As soon as the comment appeared, golden light rose around Yu Xiaogang.
Whoosh!
Vast golden light engulfed Yu Xiaogang, and he vanished from Shrek Academy.
On the Heavenly Screen, the image abruptly split in two!
In the image on the left, steam rose from the great cauldron as Qian Renxue soaked comfortably in the potent medicinal liquid.
In the image on the right, immortal mist drifted around a bluestone platform that had appeared out of nowhere. A slightly smaller cauldron likewise stood at its center, filled with medicinal liquid that gave off a faint fluorescent glow.
Yu Xiaogang appeared beside the cauldron!
At the sight, Soul Masters across the continent were stunned for a moment before cries of amazement broke out.
"Heavens! It's Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang!"
"The Grandmaster actually dared to go?! Soul Masters across the continent are watching and waiting, yet the Grandmaster alone dares to be the first under heaven!"
"As expected of a Grandmaster of theory. We Soul Masters can't match such courage!"
"The Grandmaster is benevolent and righteous! If he truly succeeds, we shall surely honor him as a model for Soul Masters everywhere!"
Many lower-level Soul Masters flooded the screen with comments, their admiration so great they prostrated themselves before him.
At the Pope's Palace.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei watched Yu Xiaogang standing tall with his chest out on the Heavenly Screen, both momentarily at a loss for words.
"Th-this trash really dared to go?"
"Did a donkey kick him in the head?"
The two traded remarks, plainly not optimistic about Yu Xiaogang's chances.
When Bibi Dong, seated on the papal throne, looked at Yu Xiaogang, the youthful innocence and attachment that had once filled her beautiful eyes were long gone.
She knew Yu Xiaogang all too well.
A steadfast will?
What an enormous joke!
Back then, faced with Qian Xunji's oppression, Yu Xiaogang hadn't even had the courage to ask a single question. He had only dared to flee Spirit City in disgrace.
Later, faced with Liu Erlong's affection, the moment he learned she was his younger paternal cousin, he had been so frightened that he fled in panic, leaving a woman still waiting for him.
Cowardly, selfish, sensitive, and hypocritical, he only knew how to run away from trouble and wallow in self-pity.
And a petty man riddled with weaknesses like that actually believed he possessed the will to defy heaven and change his fate?
Bibi Dong sneered and gently closed her eyes.
"He already has a way to die!"
In the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu was sipping fragrant tea as he watched Yu Xiaogang on the Heavenly Screen, a strange smile on his face.
"Even a jumping clown like that dares to covet a divine treasure?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo burst out laughing when he heard this. Mindful of his elder brother's status, he mocked Yu Xiaogang in his stead.
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: A mere level twenty-nine piece of trash whose Martial Soul turned into a pig dares to speak so brazenly of willpower?
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: In all my years, I've seen countless people who overestimated themselves, but among clowns as eager as you to court death and be reborn, you rank first!
[Demon Subduing Douluo]: Is a clown worthy of appearing on the Heavenly Screen alongside the young master? Get down at once, and don't sully the image of the young master's baptism!
Comment after comment dripping with mockery swept across the Heavenly Screen's livestream.
On the bluestone platform.
Yu Xiaogang was standing beside the cauldron, striking a grandmasterly pose. The instant he spotted those glaring comments, his face flushed liver-red, and he roared inwardly.
Golden Crocodile! Qian Daoliu!
You look down on me! Everyone in the world looks down on me!
Today, under this Heavenly Screen, before the billions of living beings on the entire continent, I, Yu Xiaogang, will prove it to you!
There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters!
I, Yu Xiaogang, am the greatest man of this age!!
After bolstering his courage, Yu Xiaogang leaped into the great cauldron!
Splash!
Water flew in all directions.
The people of the Douluo World had not even watched for three seconds. After a single second, they heard a miserable scream, like that of someone being castrated, ring out across the entire Douluo World.
"Aaaaaaaaaah—!!!!"
It hurt!
It hurt too much!
This was pain no mortal could possibly endure!
Grandmaster theories, the Golden Sacred Dragon, dignity and glory—at that moment, Yu Xiaogang cast them all to the back of his mind.
He had only one thought.
"Help! Heeelp!"
Yu Xiaogang thrrashed wildly in the cauldron, clawing desperately at its walls with both hands.
"I'm done! I won't do this anymore!!"
"Heavenly Screen! Let me out, quickly! Let me out!"
Pfft!
With one final, desperate wail, Yu Xiaogang slid limply down the cauldron wall like a dead dog, evidently having gone into shock and passed out from the pain.
The Heavenly Screen's voice rang out.
"Soul Master Yu Xiaogang, baptism failed."
The next moment, the illusory figure of Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul, slowly emerged above his unconscious body.
Under the backlash of the rules, Luo Sanpao let out a mournful cry, and his body began to shrink by more than half.
His already short limbs withered, and he regressed into a deformed, hairless pig that could barely stand. Then, with a bang, he completely dissipated!
Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power also plummeted, falling straight from level twenty-nine to level ten.
The Titled Douluo who had witnessed the entire process twitched at the corners of their mouths.
That was it?
What kind of lousy Grandmaster was this?
He couldn't even last two seconds?!
He had jumped in more decisively than anyone, only to scream worse than a pig being slaughtered!
The ordinary Soul Masters who had just been praising the Grandmaster's benevolence and righteousness all fell silent.
In the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu lifted his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and uttered a single word indifferently.
"Trash."
Golden Crocodile Douluo rocked back and forth with laughter, and another comment floated across the screen.
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: Hahahaha! What a steadfast will Grandmaster Yu has! He actually held on for a whole second. A truly unmatched genius!
Among the forces under Spirit Hall, numerous Soul Masters followed Golden Crocodile Douluo's lead, and countless mocking comments instantly swept across the livestream.