Raised a Fat Pig

Raised a Fat Pig

In this life, the Shrek Seven Devils were destined to receive no support from Immortal Herbs. The formation of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had already resulted in Huo Yuhao's two Spirit Kings. The Shura God would never use this place as an opportunity for his own Great Treasure to grow.

He just wondered what kind of cheat the Shura God would give them. Huo Yuhao was looking forward to it.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan

After Yu Yuanzhen finished the Power Transmission, he withdrew his palm. Yu Xiaogang also emerged from his cultivation state.

This session of cultivation had still brought no breakthrough. Yu Xiaogang asked anxiously,

"Father, I've been stuck at level twenty-nine for so long. When exactly will I break through to Soul Elder and obtain another Soul Ring?"

Yu Yuanzhen replied perfunctorily, "You need to ask your father about when you yourself will break through?"

"Isn't that how it works?" Yu Xiaogang had grown used to cultivating under his father's Power Transmission. Whenever he was about to break through, his father always sensed it before he did.

"Who in this world knows you better than yourself?" Yu Yuanzhen asked in return. "Tell me, do you know when you'll break through level twenty-nine now?"

Yu Xiaogang carefully sensed himself. After a long while, he shook his head. "I don't know."

Yu Yuanzhen: "..."

"Enough. Go back. Stop getting in my way here." Yu Yuanzhen impatiently drove Yu Xiaogang away.

A few days later

Yu Xiaogang strode proudly along the sect's main road. Compared to the hopeless soul master he had been more than a decade ago, he was now a genuine level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster.

"With innate soul power of 0.5, I've cultivated to Soul Grandmaster and even have two Hundred-Year Spirit Rings. Throughout all of history, I'm probably the only one, Yu Xiaogang, who could achieve such a feat. By that logic, doesn't that make me a genius in some sense?" Yu Xiaogang said smugly. "Everything I've achieved today was earned through my unyielding perseverance and proper cultivation methods. There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless soul masters. Even if my talent is inferior to others', as long as I put in more effort than ordinary people, I can still become a soul master. If onefold effort isn't enough, then a hundredfold. If a hundredfold isn't enough, then two hundredfold. One day, I, Xiao Gang, will stand at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent."

Yu Xiaogang was brimming with confidence about his future. The only flaw was that, after growing accustomed to accelerated cultivation and advancing a level every so often, he had hit a wall after reaching level twenty-nine three years ago and had made no progress since.

Yu Xiaogang had anxiously asked Yu Yuanzhen several times when he would break through, only to be thrown out of the cultivation room each time by his father's dark expression.

Yu Xiaogang believed the reason lay in two things: insufficient resources, and his father's lack of effort.

How could three times the resources allotted to a Core Disciple possibly be enough? Yu Xiaogang thought he should be given five or even ten times as much. His father was only willing to spend two hours each day and use twenty percent of his Soul Power to transmit power for his cultivation. How could that be enough? It should have changed long ago. At the very least, his father should use forty percent of his Soul Power and spend four hours transmitting power for his cultivation.

If they had done that sooner, Yu Xiaogang would have become a Soul Elder long ago. No, at the very least, he would be a Spirit King.

Honestly, his father was actually delaying his cultivation. It was utterly unreasonable.

What angered him even more was that his father had stood him up these past few days and had not come to transmit power for his cultivation at all!

Does Father not care about the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline in my Martial Soul anymore? Doesn't he know that I am the future of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Once my Martial Soul evolves into a Golden Sacred Dragon, I will lead the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to unprecedented heights.

The more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the more irritated and furious he became. He decided to go have a proper talk with his father.

Thus, he arrived at the Sect Leader's Council Hall as though no one else existed, ready to knock on the door. But he heard a conversation between his father and his uncle, Yu Luomian, coming from within.

"Big Brother, the facts have proven that your choice back then was wrong," Yu Luomian said. "Yu Xiaogang consumes three times the resources of a Core Disciple every month. If those resources were given to any genius in the sect, they would be enough to lay the foundation for four or five future Soul Douluo."

He continued, "For more than ten years, you've used your cultivated Soul Power to transmit power to Yu Xiaogang. More than ten years ago, you were a level ninety-three Title Douluo. After transmitting power for all these years, you're still a level ninety-three Title Douluo. If you had used that portion of Soul Power to break through your bottleneck, then even if you didn't become a Super Douluo, I guarantee that your strength would at least be that of a level ninety-five Super Douluo by now. A level ninety-five Super Douluo! Imagine how much that would have elevated our sect. But Yu Xiaogang has consumed all those resources. What has our sect gained in return?"

"A level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster and two soul skills. And those two soul skills are nothing but ridiculous farts. What a joke."

Yu Yuanzhen said awkwardly, "You know as well as I do that when Xiao Gang's Martial Soul awakened, we could all tell that its original mutation path was toward the Golden Sacred Dragon, so..."

"So you hoped that by nurturing him, the Golden Sacred Dragon would emerge through Martial Soul Evolution as his strength increased, correct?" Yu Luomian said.

Yu Yuanzhen nodded.

"If we could truly nurture a soul master with the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, then those resources would be worthwhile for our sect. A Title Douluo possessing the Golden Sacred Dragon, a supreme Martial Soul, would bring our sect a hundred years of glory, just as Tang Chen brought glory to the Clear Sky Sect." After saying that, Yu Luomian sneered. "But did Yu Xiaogang accomplish that?"

"Three years ago, he was already level twenty-nine. You've transmitted power to him for so long, so you must already know the real reason why his Soul Power has stopped advancing. Level twenty-nine is the limit that trash Yu Xiaogang will never surpass in this lifetime."

"I remember the agreement you made with Yu Xiaogang back then. You asked whether he wanted to be a dragon or a pig, right? He shamelessly chose to be a dragon, right? So how did that turn out?"

Yu Luomian's words stirred Yu Yuanzhen's memories. Back then, he had given Yu Xiaogang that choice. If Yu Xiaogang chose to give up on himself, he would not mistreat his son. But if Yu Xiaogang possessed the resolve to become a dragon, then Yu Yuanzhen would do everything in his power to help Xiao Gang. At the time, he had been deeply gratified by Yu Xiaogang's choice. Yet after all these years, he had not become a dragon. Instead, Yu Yuanzhen had raised a fat pig. Under so much pressure from the sect, he had poured in countless resources, along with the fruits of decades of his own Soul Power cultivation, only to raise a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, whose soul skills could only make him fart. Was it worth it? Was any of it worth it?

Faced with Yu Luomian's questioning, Yu Yuanzhen did not defend his son as he had in the past. But the disappointment on his face had already answered Yu Luomian.