[The Sky Screen shifted]
[The pharmacy doors were violently shoved open]
[Big Brother! I heard Xiaotian is taking Whale Rubber?]
[Let me see!]
[Yu Luomian stormed in menacingly]
[Yet the next second, his smile froze on his face]
[There was none of the mess or stench he had imagined]
[Only the fragrance of medicine filling the room, and Yu Xiaotian sitting there with his eyes closed, resting]
[And Three-Eyed Demon, lying at Yu Xiaotian's feet, its golden scales gleaming as it stared at him like he was garbage]
["Is that the pig martial soul?"]
[Yu Luomian felt even his own martial soul tremble faintly beneath that subtle dragon's might]
[The Pharmacy Elder snorted and slapped a thick record into Yu Luomian's hands]
["Second Master, watch your words! Three-Eyed Demon is the future hope of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"]
["According to my examination, after being tempered by Whale Rubber, Young Master Xiaotian's meridians are several times more resilient than those of his peers!]
["This is the great path to the heavens for the future of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"]
[Yu Luomian held the report, his hands shaking as his cheeks burned painfully]
[Looking at his elder brother Yu Yuanzhen's half-smiling expression, he could only shut his mouth in embarrassment]
[Yet his gaze still held a trace of defiance: He had merely taken some medicine. Whether he could actually become a fighting force was another matter!]
[Time began to fly by]
[Half a year passed, and a "Whale Rubber craze" swept through the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan]
[Countless elders and juniors began taking Whale Rubber to improve themselves]
[But after the initial frenzy, disagreements emerged]
[After most clan disciples, including the grandsons of several elders, slightly improved their physiques by taking Whale Rubber]
[They could not wait to hunt their First Soul Rings]
[They craved power too desperately, craved the title of Soul Master too desperately]
["Haha! I broke through! I'm a Soul Master now! Yu Xiaotian is still dawdling at Level 10!"]
[In the Martial Arts Arena, a seven-year-old disciple proudly displayed his yellow five-hundred-year Soul Ring]
[An over-limit Soul Ring, obtained so easily!]
[In his eyes, although Yu Xiaotian had sparked the Whale Rubber craze, refusing to obtain a Soul Ring over the past half year was simply a waste]
[Some even mocked him in private: Had he taken too much medicine and ruined his body, leaving him unable to absorb a Soul Ring?]
[Then the scene shifted]
[Beneath the waterfall at the Back Mountain]
[Yu Xiaotian stood bare-chested, throwing punches against the pounding current with nothing but physical strength!]
[Without using Soul Power, every punch sent the water rushing backward]
[He was tempering his body and combat techniques]
[More importantly, he continued taking Whale Rubber, constantly testing the limits of his body]
[A full half year!]
[He suppressed his urge to advance, forging his foundation to a terrifying degree]
[Until the day before his seventh birthday]
[Yu Xiaotian opened his eyes, a sharp gleam bursting from them]
["Close enough. My body is strong enough to withstand a thousand-year soul ring."]
[He rose and looked toward his father, Yu Yuanzhen]
["Father, I'm going to hunt a soul beast."]
[Target: the Devouring Dragon!]
White World.
Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Xiaogang looked at the high-spirited youth on the Sky Screen.
His eyes were filled with undisguised envy and admiration.
He turned to his elder brother, Yu Xiaotian, and sighed:
"Big Brother, when you chose that soul beast back then, quite a few people in the clan opposed you."
"After all, the Devouring Dragon was far too vicious. Everyone thought you had gone mad."
Yu Xiaotian stood with his hands behind his back.
Looking at his younger self on the Sky Screen.
A nostalgic curve appeared on his lips:
"Fortune is found amid danger."
"Although Three-Eyed Demon's mutation path was the Golden Sacred Dragon, it was far too weak in its early stages."
"If its first soul ring merely increased its strength or defense, that would be wasting its potential."
"Only devouring could grant it the ability to plunder the world's blessings and complete itself."
"This was not merely a Soul Ring. It was the strongest foundation laid for it."
Beside him, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes shimmered with fascination.
As the owner of Twin Martial Souls, her knowledge of soul beasts was exceptionally extensive.
Naturally, she understood the value of a Devouring Dragon.
Black World.
"Devouring Dragon? What is that?"
Ma Hongjun scratched his head.
He looked blankly at the companions around him:
"It sounds powerful from the name, but why have I never seen it in any textbook?"
Oscar shrugged as well. "Don't look at me. I only know which soul beasts taste good."
Everyone's gazes instinctively gathered on Ning Rongrong.
After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was known as the wealthiest sect under heaven.
With countless books in its collection, it surely had records on the subject.
Yet Ning Rongrong was also staring wide-eyed at the moment.
Her pretty face flushed slightly as she stammered:
"Oh, I was busy playing when I was little. How could I have had time to flip through all those moldy ancient books?"
"For such an obscure soul beast, I'm afraid only Dad and the two Titled Douluo grandpas would know about it."
Seeing that Ning Rongrong could not explain it either.
Tang San could only turn a pleading gaze toward Headmaster Flender.
"Headmaster, you are so knowledgeable. What is so special about this Devouring Dragon?"
Flender's body stiffened.
He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Then coughed twice strategically:
"Ahem... well..."
"The Devouring Dragon is indeed an extremely rare and ancient soul beast."
"Mm... specifically speaking, it is powerful! Very powerful!"
He had said nothing at all.
Flender's old face reddened.
He silently cursed his own lack of knowledge.
At the same time, a powerful wave of longing welled up in his heart.
"If Xiaogang were here, this would be so much easier..."
"That guy would definitely know all about this kind of obscure knowledge."
"Without him, theoretical lessons are like a person missing a leg."
Tang San fell silent as well.
Looking at Yu Xiaotian's confident gaze on the Sky Screen.
He could not help thinking of his own teacher.
"Teacher should be almost back at the clan by now..."
"I wonder what insights he would have after seeing this."
"Teacher's theories may have suffered setbacks in practice, but when it came to knowledge, no one could compare to him."
At this moment.
Inside a carriage heading for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The wheels rumbled along, crushing the gravel on the road.
And crushing the last shred of pride in Yu Xiaogang's heart.
He sat inside the luxurious carriage, yet felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles.
Across from him sat his second uncle.
The man who had once caused him unbearable agony—Yu Luomian.
Yu Xiaogang's expression was stiff and conflicted.
He had once sworn that he would never return unless the clan came to invite him in a grand sedan chair.
Unless his father personally admitted his mistakes, he would never go back.
It was not merely for the sake of pride, but for the stubbornness in his heart.
Yet reality was like a resounding slap across the face, leaving him utterly disoriented.
The appearance of the Sky Screen had shattered the Master halo he had taken such pride in.
If he did not return and use the clan's resources to make a breakthrough.
He would not even have the courage to return to Shrek and face Tang San.
"Only after I break through, only after I prove myself, will I be qualified to go back and teach Tang San."
"Only then will I be qualified to make that woman Bibi Dong regret it."
Yu Xiaogang kept giving himself mental encouragement.
Especially since Yu Luomian had promised to stop obstructing his relationship with Liu Erlong.
That became the final straw that broke the camel's back.
For Er Long, what was wrong with giving up a little pride and returning to make use of the clan's resources?
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