Yu Xiaogang's Choice--Butt Pig!

The Heavenly Curtain's screen froze.

[Young Yu Xiaogang, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, excitedly jumped up from a pile of books.]

[He waved a piece of paper filled with dense notes in his hand.]

[He shouted as if he had discovered a new continent,]

["I found it! I finally found the truth behind Three-Eyed Demon's mutation!"]

Everyone held their breath.

The audience in the Black World anticipated a comeback.

Especially the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and everyone from Shrek.

They were all looking forward to what earth-shattering theory Master would present to turn the tables.

After all, he was later known to the world for his "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul."

The audience in the White World, however, had already settled in with their snacks.

Ready to see what other ridiculous things this clown would come up with.

[Young Yu Xiaogang pointed at Three-Eyed Demon, his face full of certainty as he analyzed,]

[Although Three-Eyed Demon is a mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, its mutation direction has severely degenerated.]

[Firstly, it's round and chubby with short limbs, very much like a pig.]

[Secondly, its attack method is farting, which aligns with the characteristics of a pig's bloating.]

[Most importantly, it actually loves eating white radishes! This is a pig's favorite!]

[How can a dragon eat radishes?]

Seeing this.

The muscles on the face of Yu Xiaogang in the White World began to twitch uncontrollably.

An extremely ominous feeling surged straight to the crown of his head.

"No... no... don't say it... please don't say it..."

[However, the Yu Xiaogang in the Heavenly Curtain confidently announced loudly,]

[According to my Martial Soul Mimicry Theory! Since its habits and appearance are like a pig, then it is essentially a special type of pig Martial Soul!]

[Therefore, the best choice for the first Soul Ring is definitely not any sub-dragon species, as that would cause rejection!]

[The best choice is—a four-hundred-year-old Butt Pig, scientifically known as the Biogas Porcupine!]

[Only by absorbing a Soul Ring from its own kind can its potential be maximized!]

Boom--!

At this moment!

It was the sound of the worldviews of everyone in both the White and Black Worlds shattering.

It was the sound of their intelligence being dragged across the floor and rubbed.

The White World.

Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

A brief silence fell.

Then, earth-shattering laughter erupted.

"Hahahaha! A pig! He called it a pig!"

"My heavens, raising the Golden Sacred Dragon as a pig? And even specifically debating why it's a pig?"

"Has this parallel world's Xiaogang taken too much medicine and damaged his brain?"

"Even if he chose a sub-dragon species and failed, we would still respect him as a man. What is choosing a Butt Pig?"

Younger disciples couldn't even straighten up from laughing:

"Eating radishes makes it a pig?"

"Then I love eating radishes, does that make me a pig too?"

"It's an insult to radishes!"

In a corner, Yu Luomian of the White World had initially worried about any dirt being dug up about him.

At this moment, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and even felt like laughing.

Now, everyone's focus was entirely on Yu Xiaogang.

All the heat was drawn away by this nephew, how wonderful!

And the most spitting blood-inducing person was none other than Yu Xiaogang himself in the White World.

"Pfft—!!!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood that flew three feet high. This wasn't an exaggeration; it was rage overwhelming him.

He tightly gripped his hair with both hands.

He wished he could rip his hair out.

Letting out a despairing wail:

"I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

"I thought the me in that world was just trash, limited by resources, I didn't expect him to be stupid!!"

"What kind of 'pig-type Martial Soul' is that! That's a degenerated Sacred Dragon!"

"Are you feeding a dragon Soul Rings meant for pigs?"

"My lifelong reputation is ruined..."

He thought the him in that world would choose a first Soul Ring related to the light attribute.

Even if that wasn't the case.

If he followed the family's path, he'd choose a beast with the lightning attribute and dragon bloodline!

While this choice was conservative, at least there were experiences to draw from.

What was he thinking choosing a pig?

Bibi Dong, standing nearby, completely lost her composure.

The Yu Xiaogang on the celestial screen, who spoke with such confidence and wisdom, was truly unbelievable!

In her memory, although Yu Xiaogang had a difficult early life.

Under the guidance of his brother, Yu Xiaotian, he was full of spirit and vigor, a true Sacred Dragon Douluo.

Yu Xiaotian smiled faintly.

His eyes held a hint of long-understood clarity.

"Theory needs to be supported by practice."

"Without practice, inferring essence solely from appearances is the limitation of a Master."

"However, being able to argue that a dragon is a pig can also be considered a unique kind of talent."

No matter what absurd actions the parallel world's Master Yu Xiaogang took, he wouldn't find it problematic.

A steamed bun almost solo-killed a God King!

Who else could achieve that?

Black World.

Upper Three Sects, Clear Sky Sect.

Tang Xiao was intently watching the celestial screen.

He was holding a teacup.

At that moment, he sprayed a mouthful of tea directly onto the face of an elder in front of him.

"Cough, cough, cough! Is this the Master who's known for his invincible theories?"

Tang Xiao was dumbfounded.

"Although our Clear Sky Sect lives in seclusion, we know that Martial Soul mutations must be traced to their origin."

"Even if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon mutates into trash, its bloodline foundation is still that of a dragon!"

"How can a dragon mutate into a pig?"

"It's fortunate that the Clear Sky Sect remains hidden, so we won't be contaminated by this person."

Martial Soul Hall, Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong was currently seated on the Pope's throne.

Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with shock and confusion.

She had always firmly believed that Yu Xiaogang couldn't break through due to talent limitations.

His wisdom was unparalleled.

"Pig-type Martial Soul?"

Bibi Dong murmured to herself, a crack beginning to form in her heart.

"Have I truly been wrong all these years?"

"No, it must have been the family forcing him, it must have been..."

She tried to hypnotize herself, but Yu Xiaogang's confident appearance on the celestial screen was too glaring.

Just then, her disciple Hu Liena walked in.

She was about to report on her work.

But she saw her usually majestic and cold teacher completely on the verge of a breakdown.

"Teacher? What's wrong?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, waved her hand, her voice trembling slightly:

"It's okay, Nana. If you find a man in the future, remember to check his brain first."

Hu Liena: "???"

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family.

Yu Yuanzhen stared at the sky screen, his old face turning liver-colored. His expression was worse than if he had eaten a fly.

This memory was the one he least wanted to face.

He had actually prepared a 400-year-old sub-dragon species for Yu Xiaogang back then.

It was safe and matched his bloodline.

But Yu Xiaogang refused it, no matter what.

He stood before him, arguing with that piece of pig-headed theory.

He even threatened to die.

He said it was the path of truth.

Yu Yuanzhen softened his heart at the time, and also believed his son's nonsense.

He thought that since his son had researched for so long, perhaps he really had some unique insights.

"I was so foolish, truly."

Yu Yuanzhen's face was now like a bitter gourd.

How could there be such a big difference between him and the Yu Yuanzhen from the other world?

The son he supported was like a pig, while his son in the parallel world was a dragon among men!

Listening to the suppressed laughter from the elders around him, he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

Outside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, in the carriage.

Yu Luomian's smile completely froze, and then became extremely ferocious.

He stiffly turned his head.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang beside him, who was blankly staring, cold sweat streaming down his face.