Yu Xiaogang's Wind Direction Reverses?

Yu Luomian watched the Sky Screen, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Xiaogang, you've been out there for so many years and read quite a few books."

"What exactly is this Devouring Dragon?"

Although Yu Luomian was a Soul Douluo, he was more skilled in power struggles and combat.

He truly knew very little about such obscure soul beasts.

In his eyes, although his nephew was useless, he could at least serve as an explainer at a time like this. It was putting him to good use.

At the words "Devouring Dragon,"

a glint flashed through Yu Xiaogang's previously despondent eyes.

Finally!

It was finally his field of expertise!

He straightened his back. The stiff lines of his face softened slightly as he adopted Master's characteristic lecturing tone:

"The Devouring Dragon is a miniature Tyrant Dragon."

"Its innate soul skill is extremely domineering. It's called Devour Heaven and Earth."

"It is bloodthirsty by nature. After killing an enemy, it can recover its own expenditure and evolve by devouring the enemy's body."

"Therefore, its spiritual power is exceptionally violent and full of predatory instincts."

At this point, Yu Xiaogang glanced at Yu Xiaotian on the Sky Screen.

A cold smile curled at his lips, and his voice carried a hint of uncertain schadenfreude:

"That Yu Xiaotian from that world is too greedy."

"A level-ten Soul Master simply cannot absorb a Devouring Dragon soul ring!"

"He's gambling his life on an uncertain future."

"If it were me... hmph, I would never do something so foolish without any certainty."

Yu Xiaogang's words were laced with a bitter curse.

He desperately wanted Yu Xiaotian to fail, so he could prove that Yu Xiaotian was wrong!

After hearing this, Yu Luomian nodded thoughtfully.

"I see. So this brat is going to fall flat on his face this time?"

"Heh, if he turns into an idiot, then Big Brother from that world will probably cry himself to death."

Even though it was a Parallel World, seeing someone else's child from that world suffer misfortune still made Yu Luomian quite pleased.

After all, that version of himself had been humiliated far too badly!

At least he could win back one round!

However, the Sky Screen did not continue showing the White World.

[Comparison continues: perspective returns to the Black World]

[Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of the Black World]

[The young Yu Xiaogang sat amid a mountain of medicinal herbs]

[Lingzhi, Snow Ginseng, even Dragon Marrow Fluid that clan elders needed to apply for before using...]

[Yu Yuanzhen was like a gambler who had lost everything, frantically using all manner of heavenly treasures to nurture Yu Xiaogang]

[He refused to believe he couldn't pile up a genius!]

[However, the result was painful]

[After several years, despite consuming countless resources, Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power had only barely climbed to level ten]

[Moreover, the excessive accumulation of medicinal effects had left his foundation unstable]

[He looked bloated and listless, completely lacking Yu Xiaotian's sharp, dragon-like bearing]

"Pfft—"

The White World's viewers truly could not hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"This is the Master of the Black World? With so many resources, even a dog could've become a Soul Ancestor! Yet he's only level ten?"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan really is filthy rich. They actually squander resources like this."

"This isn't nurturing a genius. This is filling a bottomless pit!"

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi watched the medicinal herbs being casually chewed to pieces, his heart aching so badly it twitched.

"What a waste! What an absolute waste!"

"If those resources had been given to disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they would have been enough to cultivate a powerful Soul Douluo!"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong let out an even more disdainful sneer, his withered face full of mockery:

"Trash will always be trash. Even if you mold the body from gold, it'll still be stuffed with straw."

"You can't plaster mud onto a wall. Yu Yuanzhen must be senile too."

Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's main hall in the Black World.

The atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

The elders stared at the Sky Screen, their faces as dark as the bottom of a pot.

They clearly remembered how, during that period, the clan had cut back on the allowances of so many branch-family disciples in order to gather resources for Yu Xiaogang.

Third Elder suddenly slammed his hand onto the table and glared at Yu Yuanzhen in the seat of honor:

"Sect Master! Look at this! This is the fine son you insisted on nurturing despite everyone's objections!"

"The clan's savings accumulated over so many years were all fed to this thing!?"

"If those resources had been left for Tian Heng, Tian Xin, and the others, the younger generation of the clan could at least have held their own!"

Yu Yuanzhen's face was flushed bright red as well.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground.

Back then, he had truly believed his son could make it!

Just then, a message from Yu Luomian arrived.

As if grasping a lifeline, Yu Yuanzhen hurriedly declared:

"Elders, please calm your anger! Luomian has already picked up Xiaogang and is on the way back!"

"As long as Xiaogang returns, cooperates with the clan's secret technique, and combines it with the experience from that world, Three-Eyed Demon will definitely evolve!"

"Then it will be the Golden Sacred Dragon! It will be a Titled Douluo!"

"This investment is only beginning to pay off now!"

However, the elders had long stopped buying such empty promises.

"Hmph! Let's hope so! If he comes back this time still looking like that, Sect Master, don't blame us for showing no mercy!"

Inside the carriage.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the version of himself on the Sky Screen, bloated and puffy from being force-fed medicine.

His toes curled madly against the floor, and he wished he could claw straight through the carriage's floorboards.

This was too humiliating!

Without comparison, there was no harm.

Yu Xiaotian had discovered the Ten Thousand Year Whale Rubber through his own efforts.

Meanwhile, he had relied on his father, forcibly built up like some medicine jar.

It not only made him look useless, but also made him look like a spendthrift.

But just then, the image on the Sky Screen shifted, arriving at the period after Yu Xiaogang had reached level ten.

[Although his cultivation talent was extremely poor, Yu Xiaogang did not give up]

[He plunged headfirst into the Scripture Library inherited by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for a thousand years]

[He studied day and night, poring over ancient texts in an attempt to find a shortcut to becoming stronger]

[In the image, the young Yu Xiaogang studied by lamplight through the night. Though he looked lonely, he carried an air of persistence and resilience]

In the White World, upon seeing this scene.

Everyone began discussing it as well.

Had Master come to his senses?

At Shrek Academy, excitement gleamed in Tang San's eyes:

"Look! This is Teacher! Though he was lacking from birth, he never gave up striving!"

"If his martial soul wasn't good enough, then he studied theory. That is why Master became Master!"

"Next, Teacher must have found a First Soul Ring selection plan that amazed the world through his vast reading!"

On the carriage, Yu Luomian nodded in satisfaction as well.

He patted Yu Xiaogang on the shoulder:

"Mm, that's more like it. Though you're no good at cultivation, you still have this drive for research."

"If you can achieve something in theory, then you might be worthy of my daughter."

Watching the scene, Yu Xiaogang straightened his back once more.

That was right—this was his shining moment!

Who on the entire continent didn't know that Yu Xiaogang's theories were unrivaled?

"Just watch. Though I don't have the physical qualifications to choose the Devouring Dragon, I picked a soul ring perfectly suited to Three-Eyed Demon!"

Within the White World.

Yu Xiaogang watched the Sky Screen, but a sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

He turned to his elder brother, Yu Xiaotian, and forced a laugh.

"Big Brother... even if the me from that world was a bit useless, his brain shouldn't have been broken, right?"

"Since he'd stayed in the Scripture Library for so long, he should've been able to choose a decent soul ring, shouldn't he?"

Yu Xiaotian glanced at him with a faintly amused smile.

He said nothing.

There was only an extra trace of pity in his eyes.