Black World, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
A lavishly decorated carriage came to a stop.
What Yu Xiaogang saw was not flowers welcoming his return.
It was countless pairs of mocking, disdainful eyes.
Some even looked at him as though he were some rare and exotic beast.
The scene on the Sky Screen of that Butt Pig blasting someone away with a fart was still vivid in everyone's minds.
Now, the culprit had returned.
The gatekeeping disciples desperately held back their laughter, their faces flushed liver-red.
Though the whispers were quiet,
they pierced Yu Xiaogang's eardrums like sharp swords:
"Look, that's the genius who proved that dragons are pigs."
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense. What if he uses his first soul skill to 'fume you to death'?"
"Ha ha ha! I heard that fart could even shatter rocks. Let's stay farther away..."
Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned ashen.
The tiny flame of determination that had just ignited within him,
was nearly extinguished by this bucket of cold water.
But when he thought of the majestic Yu Xiaotian, admired by countless people,
the jealousy and resentment in his heart burned fiercely once more.
"A flock of sparrows could never understand the ambitions of a swan!"
"If Yu Xiaotian could do it, then with the Sky Screen's script, so could I!"
"As long as I could evolve, even if I was a joke now, I would become a legend in the future!"
He roared wildly in his heart, brainwashing himself.
Yu Luomian, walking ahead of him, felt as though needles were pricking his back.
As a Soul Douluo, his hearing was excellent.
Those mocking words were aimed at Yu Xiaogang,
but as the guide who had brought this clown back,
he too felt that his old face had been completely disgraced.
"Damn it, I should've just let him fend for himself outside."
Yu Luomian cursed inwardly.
Just then,
a child who looked no more than six or seven years old
innocently tugged at the sleeve of the adult beside him and loudly asked:
"Daddy, why is that uncle catching pigs? Is it because he thinks pigs are stronger than dragons?"
In that instant, the air seemed to freeze.
Yu Xiaogang's foot slipped, and he nearly fell flat on his face.
With a dark expression, Yu Luomian grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the arm and growled:
"Get moving! Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?!"
The two of them practically fled.
The shame in Yu Xiaogang's heart gradually turned into twisted rage.
Why?! Why had Yu Xiaotian chosen the Devouring Dragon while he had gotten a Butt Pig?
They were both the old man's sons, and they both had the same blood flowing through their veins!
Resources! It had to be because he had not received enough resources!
If I had known that world's guide earlier, how could I have taken such a detour?
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Council Hall.
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.
Clan Head Yu Yuanzhen sat high in the main seat, his face dark as water.
His usually imposing face was now black as the bottom of a pot.
The elders on either side spoke in snide tones, their eyes filled with contempt.
The moment Yu Xiaogang stepped into the hall, the powder keg finally exploded.
Bang!
Yu Yuanzhen slammed his hand against the armrest.
The entire red sandalwood table instantly shattered!
"You unfilial son! You still know to come back?!"
That furious roar was laced with Soul Power, making Yu Xiaogang's blood and qi churn.
Yu Yuanzhen pointed at the Sky Screen, his finger trembling:
"Look at the Sky Screen! Then look at the mess you've made!"
"Butt Pig? Are you trying to anger me to death?!
"You've disgraced the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan beyond repair!"
If it had been before,
facing such thunderous fury from his father,
Yu Xiaogang might have cowered and lowered his head to admit his mistake.
But now, he had been driven to the edge of a cliff. One step back meant a bottomless abyss.
At that moment, an inexplicable courage rose within him.
Or rather, the shameless audacity of a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
He took a deep breath and, rather than kneeling,
stepped forward, raised his neck, and said loudly:
"Setting my mistakes aside, Father, are you completely without fault?"
"If you had firmly stopped me, things would be different now!"
"How could you only see the surface!"
The entire hall erupted in uproar.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
No matter what, Yu Yuanzhen was still a Super Douluo!
And this worthless brat dared to blame his own old man?
Yu Yuanzhen nearly spat blood from rage.
At that moment, Third Elder sneered.
He threw the ledger in his hand onto the floor:
"Surface? Three hundred Dragon Spirit Grasses from the clan's reserves, fifty Snow Silkworms, and countless medicinal pills all went into your stomach!"
"And in the end, you let out one fart and fumigated us all. That's the surface?"
"Then what is the truth?"
"The truth is that you are a complete and utter wastrel!"
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red, but he knew he could not retreat.
If he backed down now, he would truly be finished.
"Third Elder, you are mistaken!"
Yu Xiaogang retorted loudly, his voice cracking slightly from agitation:
"When has the path to becoming stronger ever been smooth?"
"I admit that choosing the Butt Pig seemed somewhat radical at the time."
"But that was only an accident!"
"It was not supposed to be a fart-based soul skill!"
"And even so!"
He abruptly raised his head and pointed at the Sky Screen with fanatical eyes:
"The Sky Screen has already proven that Three-Eyed Demon can evolve!"
"The Three-Eyed Demon in that world became a Golden Sacred Dragon. That proves there is nothing wrong with my Martial Soul's foundation!"
"Since there is nothing wrong with the foundation, then the problem lies with the method of cultivation!"
"I did not return to listen to your reprimands. I returned for the clan's future!"
"The future?" Another elder sneered.
"You still have the nerve to talk about the future? That pig soul ring has already locked away your future."
Yu Xiaogang roared:
"If Yu Xiaotian could do it, then so could I!"
"As long as the clan is willing to give me another chance and provide enough resources."
"Let me follow that world's guide, cleanse myself with the essence blood of top-tier sub-dragon species,"
"and even help me hunt a Devouring Dragon for my third soul ring, I can defy fate and change my destiny!"
"Then I will no longer be trash. I will be the owner of the Golden Sacred Dragon!"
"As long as I become a Titled Douluo, what would the clan's previous resource losses amount to?"
"They would be nothing but a drop in the bucket!"
Those words were utterly shameless.
Not only did he feel no remorse whatsoever, he even brazenly demanded more resources.
As though the clan owed him.
As though his previous failure had only happened because the clan had not provided enough support.
The elders were stunned by his brazen thick skin.
They had seen shameless people before, but never one this shameless.
He had chosen a pig as his soul ring himself, and now he wanted the clan to clean up his mess.
He even wanted to chase an impossible dream of hunting a Devouring Dragon?
Yu Yuanzhen was so furious that he laughed. Just as he was about to order this unfilial son dragged away for punishment under clan law,
Yu Luomian, who had remained silent all this time, stepped forward.
He also thought Yu Xiaogang was garbage,
but he had already placed his bet on Yu Xiaogang.
Moreover, while Yu Xiaogang's words were shameless and amounted to empty promises,
they had indeed struck precisely at the clan's sore point.
Although the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the Upper Three Sects, Yu Yuanzhen was its only Titled Douluo holding things together.
Compared with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Clear Sky Sect, its foundation truly fell short.
Golden Sacred Dragon! The temptation was simply too great.
"Cough, cough..."
Yu Luomian coughed softly, interrupting the conflict that was about to erupt:
"Big Brother, Elders, please calm your anger for now."
He walked to the center of the hall. Though he had cursed Yu Xiaogang a hundred times in his heart,
he said aloud:
"Although Xiaogang took the wrong path before,"
"he is right about one thing. Three-Eyed Demon truly has the potential to evolve into a Golden Sacred Dragon."
"Before, we were feeling our way across the river by touching stones. Now that there is a bridge, there is no reason not to cross it."
"After all, the Sky Screen is our reference!"
Then, he lowered his voice:
"Moreover, do not forget the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between Xiaogang, Flender, and my Er Long."
"If Xiaogang can break through, that will be combat power that truly surpasses a Titled Douluo!"
"For the clan's grand plan, it would not hurt to gamble these resources!"
Profit.
Naked, undisguised profit.
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes flickered intensely.
As the Sect Master, he was utterly disappointed in this son.
But as a father, he naturally had selfish desires as well!
The hall fell into an eerie silence.
Yu Xiaogang stood there, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
Yet his face still maintained that expression of I am doing this for the good of the clan.
After a long while, Yu Yuanzhen let out a long sigh, seeming to age ten years in an instant.
"Fine. I will trust you one last time."
His voice was filled with exhaustion and helplessness:
"But if you ruin yourself again this time, Yu Xiaogang, then get yourself to the Back Mountain and feed pigs. Never set foot in the clan again for the rest of your life!"
Hearing this, a flash of wild joy appeared in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
He even swore:
"Yu Xiaotian made a Three-Year Agreement, but I only need three months!"
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