Another elder shook his head, his face full of disdain:
"Who would have thought that the one they cherished so dearly would turn out to be an utter piece of trash?"
"What a disgrace!"
Listening to those harsh discussions, Yu Yuanzhen could only sigh inwardly.
He wanted to defend his son, but he could not find a single excuse.
After all, it was the truth.
He had fathered such a worthless son and spoiled him into becoming like this.
"Surely the heir of that family in the Parallel World is a true peerless genius, right?"
"That Yu Yuanzhen from that world is so lucky..."
Yu Yuanzhen's heart was filled with bitterness and envy.
The Sky Screen continued to shift.
[Time soon arrived at that fateful day—the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony.] [As one of the Upper Three Sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan naturally held its awakening ceremony with tremendous splendor.] [The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was festooned with decorations, red carpets covered the ground, and countless guests arrived one after another.] [The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Clear Sky Sect, and even the ever-arrogant Spirit Hall had sent representatives to attend.] [This was not only recognition of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's strength, but also respect for Yu Yuanzhen, the clan leader.]
Seeing this scene, the elders in the council hall felt no pride whatsoever. Instead, every one of them laughed in anger.
"Ha! What a glorious day that was!"
An elder with a fiery temper said through gritted teeth:
"I will never forget that day!"
"After that day, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan became the laughingstock of the entire continent!"
"Yes. The higher we were lifted up, the harder we fell."
"Those mocking looks... I can still see them in my dreams!"
"We lost every shred of face! We were completely shameless!"
The crowd's furious curses gave Yu Yuanzhen an even worse headache, but he could only remain silent.
That day truly had been the darkest day of his life.
He wanted to curse too, but the disgrace was his own son.
What else could he do?
Blame himself for choosing the wrong time when he slept with his wife?
The Sky Screen continued.
[Among the central circle of influential figures chatting and laughing together] [stood a young man with an exceptionally burly build and an imposing heroic air between his brows.] [He was Tang Xiao, who had yet to retire and was hailed as one of the Twin Stars of Clear Sky Sect.] [Tang Xiao's father in the scene was holding a wine cup.] [Brother Yuanzhen, your son will surely be able to contend with my disappointing son in the future.] [The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect beside him also smiled as he offered his congratulations.] [Indeed. Brother Yu, you have a worthy successor. What a joyous occasion.] [At that time, Yu Yuanzhen was beaming with pride, unable to stop smiling as he toasted the various powerful figures. The atmosphere was harmonious to the extreme.]
Clear Sky Sect.
Upon seeing this scene.
Tang Xiao, the Sect Master, who had long lived in seclusion and whose face was weathered by time.
Had not cared much about the Sky Screen at first.
In his view, since the Clear Sky Sect had sealed itself away and withdrawn from the world, mundane affairs no longer had anything to do with him.
But when he saw his own spirited younger self in the scene.
As well as his familiar father.
His eyes instantly churned with intense emotion.
"Those days were truly good."
Tang Xiao's hand trembled slightly, and his gaze became incomparably complicated.
That had been the Clear Sky Sect's most prosperous era. His father was still alive, his younger brother Hao was still there, and the reputation of two stars from one sect had intimidated the world.
"Time waits for no one..."
Tang Xiao let out a long sigh, his voice filled with endless loneliness:
"Father has passed away, the Clear Sky Sect was forced into seclusion, and Hao's whereabouts are unknown."
"And Yu Xiaogang, the one upon whom everyone had placed such high hopes, ultimately became nothing more than a worthless mediocrity."
"Is this fate?"
Tang Xiao looked at the Sky Screen.
Then, as if recalling something, his gaze became somewhat worried:
"Hao's child with that Ah Yin should be old enough to awaken his Martial Soul by now, shouldn't he?"
"I just hope that child does not turn out like Yu Xiaogang—having nothing but a grand name, only to become useless in the end."
"After all, that is Hao's only bloodline..."
Under the watchful eyes of countless people from both worlds.
The scene on the Sky Screen finally reached its most crucial moment.
[On the awakening platform, beneath the gaze of countless onlookers] [six-year-old Yu Xiaogang proudly extended his hand.] [Before Yu Xiaogang, the disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan stepped forward one after another to awaken.] [Regrettably, most of their Innate Soul Power was below level seven.] [While that would have been considered impressive in an ordinary sect] [for one of the Upper Three Sects, a clan possessing the continent's number one Beast Martial Soul, it was far from enough.] [The elders' brows furrowed tighter and tighter, until Yu Xiaogang, hailed as the clan's future hope, stepped forward.] [All eyes were on him. The entire venue fell silent.] [Everyone's gaze, including those of the invited Titled Douluo and the Sect Masters of various sects, was focused on this six-year-old child.] [Yu Xiaogang walked onto the awakening platform with a confident expression.] [In an instant, the awakening formation burst with brilliant light.] [A dazzling golden radiance shot into the sky.] [Within that light, the phantom of a Sacred Golden Dragon faintly appeared.] [Majestic, domineering, sacred.] [Excellent! This phenomenon is even stronger than mine was back then!] [Yu Yuanzhen slammed his hand onto the table and rose to his feet, unable to conceal his wild delight.] [In the viewing seats, the crowd exclaimed in amazement. As expected of Clan Master Yu's eldest son—such an imposing display. It's settled.] [Yu Xiaogang on the platform curled his lips upward, his eyes filled with ecstasy.] [He seemed to have already seen his future: riding a divine dragon beneath his feet and sweeping across the Douluo Continent.] [A broad path toward becoming a powerful figure lay beneath his feet.] [However.] [The next second, the light abruptly receded.] [All that sacred majesty vanished like a bubble in an instant.] [Before Yu Xiaogang, where a gigantic dragon should have appeared] [there now lay a plump, round creature that looked both like a pig and a dog.] [Its ears drooped down, and it looked harmless—almost comical.] [Snort~ Snort~] [The little thing even rolled over in public and wagged its tail at the dumbfounded crowd.] [Dead silence.] [The entire awakening plaza fell into suffocating silence.] [The guests who had just prepared words of lavish praise opened their mouths wide enough to fit an egg.] [Especially the powerful figures who had congratulated Yu Yuanzhen in advance.] [Their expressions were as colorful as if they had swallowed shit.] [They were so embarrassed that their toes could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment.] [An elder of the clan who reacted quickly hurriedly broke the silence, forcibly trying to salvage the situation.] [This may be some kind of powerful Mutated Spirit.] [Although its appearance is strange, we have not tested his Soul Power yet. Perhaps his Soul Power is extraordinary.] [Yu Yuanzhen's face was ashen, but he could only clutch at this last straw and say: Xiaogang, test your Soul Power.] [Yu Xiaogang was completely stunned at this moment.] [He stared at the pig rubbing itself against his feet, his mind utterly blank.] [In a daze, he placed his hand on the crystal ball used to test Soul Power.] [Everyone held their breath.] [The crystal ball lit up.] [But it only lit up a tiny bit.] [It was not even as bright as a firefly.]
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