The Old Father Transmits His Power

The Old Father Transmits His Power

Having just finished his Body Tempering, Yu Xiaogang immediately ran to the Sect Leader's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Yu Yuanzhen's gruff voice came from inside.

Yu Xiaogang pushed open the door and saw his father sitting cross-legged in cultivation. Yu Yuanzhen frowned and asked, "Xiao Gang, what is it this time?"

"Dad, Yu Xiaoke hit me when we were collecting resources today. Everyone else mocked me for being trash. You have to stand up for me and teach them a harsh lesson," Yu Xiaogang said aggrievedly.

Yu Yuanzhen said impatiently, "I know."

Yu Xiaogang said pitifully, "And Dad, is my talent really that terrible? It has been three years. I only advance one level a year, and that is only one level as a Spirit Warrior. Do you think I can become a Spirit Master in this lifetime?"

Yu Yuanzhen remained silent.

With tears and snot streaming down his face, Yu Xiaogang said, "Dad, if I can't become a Spirit Master, I might as well die."

"Tell me, how many portions of resources do you want to claim next month?" Yu Yuanzhen asked bluntly.

"Five portions, Dad. If I can get five portions of resources, I'm confident I can break through to Level 4 within a few months," Yu Xiaogang said confidently.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yu Yuanzhen asked, "So you want the clan to spend the resources of five Core Disciples to help you rise from Level 3 to Level 4?"

Yu Xiaogang said as if it were only natural, "Dad, you're the Sect Leader. You control all the family's resources. Isn't that allowed?"

Yu Yuanzhen said angrily, "I am the Sect Leader, but that doesn't mean I can do whatever I please. If you reach Level 8, will the clan have to provide you with the resources of eight Core Disciples every month? If you become a Spirit Master, will the clan have to use ten portions of resources to support your growth?"

"That's not what I meant." Though that was indeed what Yu Xiaogang had been thinking, he could tell from his father's tone that something was wrong and hurriedly denied it.

"That is exactly what you meant. Haven't you ever considered that even medicinal supplements cannot be taken every day? Don't you understand that too much is as bad as too little?" Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath and suppressed the fury in his heart.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes reddened. He shouted, "Then what am I supposed to do? It has been three whole years, and I'm only Level 3. I've endured the clan's mockery for three years, but I refuse to accept it. I have to become a Spirit Master. I must become a Spirit Master. If I have to live my whole life as an ordinary person, muddling through my days, then I, Yu Xiaogang, would rather jump into Thunderclap Gorge and die."

"You want to become a Spirit Master?" Yu Yuanzhen stood and walked before Yu Xiaogang. "Do you remember what I told you three years ago? Don't focus too much on your Soul Power Level. These three years were meant to temper your body and lay your foundation. Xiao Gang, why are you so unable to hold your nerve?"

Yu Xiaogang said furiously, "My martial soul should have been the Golden Sacred Dragon, not that damned Three-Eyed Blazing Demon. Three years—three years to rise only three levels. I've suffered the clan's mockery for three whole years. Why should I keep my composure? Why should I—"

Yu Yuanzhen directly grabbed Yu Xiaogang's wrist, squeezed it, and sent a strand of Soul Power into him.

"What are you doing? Ow~" The savage Soul Power entering his body made Yu Xiaogang wince in pain.

"After consuming so many resources over the past three years, your body has only improved this much?" Yu Yuanzhen began to doubt his life.

Yu Yuanzhen sighed and continued, "Fine then, Xiao Gang. Didn't you want to know why I made you temper your body for three years?"

He pointed at the meditation cushion and said to Yu Xiaogang, "Sit on it."

Though confused, Yu Xiaogang still sat on the cushion as his father instructed. Yu Yuanzhen sat behind him, circulated his Soul Power, and pressed a hand against Yu Xiaogang's back. "I'll send my Soul Power into your Meridians like this. Then you circulate your Soul Power and cultivate. Absorb as much as you can."

The moment he heard this, Yu Xiaogang understood. The gloom in his heart vanished, and he excitedly began circulating the Meditation Method to cultivate his Soul Power.

Yu Yuanzhen's talent was worlds apart from Yu Xiaogang's, and he was a Level 93 Title Douluo who had achieved great success in cultivation. Under his Power Transmission, Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power cultivation speed increased at more than ten times its former rate.

Over the course of one night, Yu Xiaogang made remarkable progress. His Soul Power Level had originally only been at the late Level 3 stage, but with his old father's support, he actually reached the peak and grand completion of Level 3. He was only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the realm of a half-step Level 4 Spirit Warrior. Truly terrifying—worthy of celebration.

Yu Xiaogang was deeply intoxicated by the wonderful experience of cultivation. Only when his old father withdrew his hand did his cultivation speed abruptly halt as if it had slammed into a wall.

"Dad, why did you stop? I've already touched the threshold of Level 4," Yu Xiaogang asked in confusion.

Yu Yuanzhen said wearily, "Didn't you notice that it's already morning? Your father is the leader of a clan and has matters to attend to. Come find me at eight every night from now on. I'll transmit power to you for two hours."

"How could two hours be enough, Dad? At least four hours. Dad, don't worry about me. I can hold on," Yu Xiaogang said dissatisfiedly.

"You—" Yu Yuanzhen was so angry that he did not know what to say for a moment. "You little bastard, get out."

Yu Xiaogang was driven out by Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen watched Yu Xiaogang with some doubt about his life. To help Yu Xiaogang cultivate, he had converted twenty percent of his Soul Power over the course of the night to help him break through his bottleneck. Do not think that twenty percent was little—this was twenty percent of a Title Douluo's Soul Power. Yet this brat's talent was so awful it was unbearable to look at. He had actually... wasted 99.9999999% of the Soul Power, absorbing only that tiny amount. After an entire night, he still had not broken through to Level 4?

"Ah, was my choice really the right one?"

And so, day after day, Yu Xiaogang sought out his old father for Power Transmission cultivation every night, and his Soul Power Level began to improve by leaps and bounds. In the past, he rose one level a year. Now, Yu Xiaogang could proudly say that gaining four or five levels a year was no problem.

Divine Realm, Eternal Temple

Watching this scene, Huo Yuhao suddenly understood. "So this is where Gangzi's Soul Power Level came from."

He then teased, "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is truly blessed to have a Great Treasure like you."

The next moment, another matter drew Huo Yuhao's attention away from Yu Xiaogang: Tang Hao had emerged from the City of Slaughter.

"Then Shura God should be making his move as well." Huo Yuhao looked toward the Shura God Temple.

Shura God Temple

Shura God's gaze pierced through time and space, landing upon the Inheritance Ground on Douluo Continent. On that vast continent, there were very few beings worthy of catching his eye. Yet he had always kept watch over Tang Hao, who had entered the City of Slaughter to train.

Five years passed in the mortal world, but to the Divine Realm, it was merely five days. Tang Hao had completed the City of Slaughter's final trial and stepped onto Hell's Path.

Shura God nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Not bad. He has the bearing Tang Chen had in those days. He is qualified enough to serve as my Great Treasure's protector."

At the instant Tang Hao emerged from Hell's Path, Shura God flicked a finger. Divine Slaughter's Domain transformed into a ray of light and merged into Tang Hao's body. To ensure that his Great Treasure could grow smoothly in the future, Shura God also added a trace of his divine consciousness into the domain.