Yu Xiaogang's Mutated Trash Martial Soul!

Another elder shook his head, his face full of disdain:

"Who would have thought the one they coddled like a fragile treasure would turn out to be a complete waste."

"What a disgrace!"

Hearing these harsh remarks, Yu Yuanzhen could only sigh inwardly.

He wanted to defend his son, but he couldn't find any excuse.

After all, this was the truth.

He had fathered such a useless son and spoiled him into this state.

"I suppose the heir of that parallel world's clan must be a true peerless genius, right?"

"That world's Yu Yuanzhen is really lucky..."

Yu Yuanzhen's heart was filled with bitterness and envy.

The Sky Screen continued to shift.

[Time quickly arrived at that fateful day—the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony]

[As one of the Upper Three Sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's awakening ceremony was naturally grand in scale]

[The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was decked with lanterns and bunting, red carpets laid out, and countless guests streamed in]

[The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Clear Sky Sect, and even the ever-arrogant Martial Soul Hall sent representatives to observe the ceremony]

[This was not only a recognition of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's strength but also a mark of respect for Yu Yuanzhen as the clan leader]

Seeing this scene, the elders in the meeting hall felt no pride—instead, they all laughed in anger.

"Ha! What a glorious day that was!"

A hot-tempered elder ground his teeth as he spoke:

"I'll never forget that day!"

"After that day, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan became the laughingstock of the entire continent!"

"Yeah, the higher they lifted you, the harder you fell."

"I can still see those mocking gazes in my dreams!"

"We lost all face! Absolutely no shame left!"

The torrent of curses made Yu Yuanzhen's headache even worse, but he could only remain silent.

That day was indeed the darkest of his life.

He wanted to curse too, but the one who brought shame was his son.

What could he do?

Blame himself for not picking the right time when he was in the bedroom?

The Sky Screen continued.

[Within the core circle of high-profile figures chatting and laughing]

[There was also a young man with an extremely burly build and a commanding aura in his brows]

[That was Tang Xiao, who had yet to retire and was hailed as one of the Twin Stars of Clear Sky Sect]

[In the scene, Tang Xiao's father was holding a wine glass]

[Brother Yuanzhen, your son will surely one day match my worthless boy blow for blow]

[The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also smiled and offered congratulations]

[Indeed, Brother Yu has a worthy successor—truly a cause for celebration]

[At that time, Yu Yuanzhen's face was flushed with pride, his smile unceasing, as he toasted and exchanged pleasantries with the assembled powerhouses, the atmosphere harmonious to the extreme]

Clear Sky Sect.

Seeing this scene.

The long-retired, weathered Sect Master Tang Xiao.

Hadn't paid much attention to the Sky Screen at first.

In his view, since Clear Sky Sect had sealed its mountain and withdrawn from the world, worldly affairs were none of his concern.

But when he saw the spirited version of himself in the image.

And his familiar father.

His eyes instantly churned with violent emotion.

"Those were good times."

Tang Xiao's hand trembled slightly, his gaze growing immensely complicated.

That was the peak of Clear Sky Sect's glory—his father was still alive, Hao was still alive, and the prestige of one sect with twin stars shook the world.

"Time waits for no one..."

Tang Xiao let out a long sigh, his voice carrying boundless desolation:

"Father has already passed away. The Clear Sky Sect was forced into seclusion, and my younger brother Hao is missing without a trace."

"And that Yu Xiaogang, who everyone placed such high hopes on, ended up as nothing but a waste."

"Is this fate?"

Tang Xiao gazed at the Sky Screen.

Then, thinking of something else, his expression turned worried:

"My brother Hao's child with that Ah Yin—by my reckoning, it should be about time for his Spirit to awaken, right?"

"I hope that child doesn't end up like this Yu Xiaogang—famous in name only, only to become a waste in the end."

"After all, he's the only bloodline my brother Hao left behind..."

Under the gaze of countless people across both worlds, the scene on the Sky Screen finally reached its most critical moment.

[On the Awakening Platform, under the watch of thousands]

[Six-year-old Yu Xiaogang reached out his hand, his face full of pride]

[The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan before Yu Xiaogang stepped forward one by one to awaken]

[Unfortunately, most of them had Innate Soul Power below level seven]

[Though impressive enough for an ordinary sect]

[for one of the Upper Three Sects, home to the continent's number one Beast Martial Soul, it was frankly underwhelming]

[The elders' brows furrowed deeper and deeper, until the one hailed as the clan's future hope—Yu Xiaogang—finally took the stage]

[All eyes were on him; the entire venue fell silent]

[Everyone's gaze, including the invited Titled Douluo and Sect Masters, focused on this six-year-old child]

[Yu Xiaogang walked onto the Awakening Platform with utter confidence]

[In an instant, the awakening array blazed with brilliant light]

[A dazzling golden radiance shot straight into the sky]

[Within that light, the faint silhouette of a Sacred Golden Dragon flickered into view]

[Majestic, domineering, divine]

[Excellent! This phenomenon is even stronger than mine back in the day]

[Yu Yuanzhen slammed the table and stood up, his ecstasy plain to see]

[In the audience, the crowd gasped in admiration: As expected of the Clan Leader's eldest son—this momentum seals it]

[On the platform, Yu Xiaogang's lips curled upward, his eyes brimming with wild joy]

[He could already see his future self, riding a divine dragon, sweeping across the Douluo Continent]

[A broad road to becoming a powerhouse lay right at his feet]

[But then]

[The next second, the light abruptly receded]

[All that sacred majesty vanished like a burst bubble in an instant]

[What appeared before Yu Xiaogang, where a giant dragon should have stood]

[was now a round, plump creature that looked like a cross between a pig and a dog]

[Its ears drooped, looking harmless and even a little ridiculous]

[Snort~ Snort~]

[The little thing even rolled over in front of everyone, wagging its tail at the stunned crowd]

[Dead silence]

[The entire Awakening Square was plunged into a suffocating silence]

[The guests who had just prepared their words of praise had their mouths hanging open wide enough to fit an egg]

[Especially the few experts who had prematurely congratulated Yu Yuanzhen]

[Their expressions at that moment were as colorful as if they had eaten something foul]

[So awkward they could have dug out a three-bedroom apartment with their toes]

[One quick-thinking elder broke the silence, desperately trying to save face]

[This might be some kind of powerful Mutated Spirit]

[Though its appearance is strange, we haven't tested the soul power yet—perhaps the soul power is astonishing]

[Yu Yuanzhen's face was ashen, but he could only clutch at this last straw and said: Xiaogang, test your soul power]

[By now, Yu Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded]

[He stared at the pig rubbing against his feet, his mind a complete blank.]

[In a daze, he placed his hand on the crystal ball meant to test soul power.]

[Everyone held their breath.]

[The crystal ball lit up.]

[But only a tiny bit.]

[Not even as bright as a single firefly.]