Yu Xiaotian's Bet! The Three-Year Agreement!

Yu Xiaogang said:

"Old man, you weren't much better back then either!"

"If Big Brother hadn't worked so hard himself, our clan would probably have declined long ago, just like that Black World!"

"You brat! How dare you badmouth your old man?"

Although Yu Yuanzhen was a Super Douluo, at home, he was merely an ordinary father.

Provoked by his son, he immediately vanished and teleported, catching Yu Xiaogang like a chick and raising a hand as if to beat him.

"My bad, my bad! Old man, I was wrong!"

Yu Xiaogang instantly cowered, skillfully covering his head and begging for mercy.

Watching this scene, Yu Xiaotian's lips curled into a nostalgic smile.

People were always like this.

When they grew up, they missed their childhood.

When they grew old, they missed the past.

Even if that time had been full of challenges, looking back on it now, it was still an invaluable experience.

In truth, only Yu Xiaotian himself knew.

The situation back then had been even more dire than what the Sky Screen showed.

He had been born prematurely.

When he awakened the memories of his past life, there had been less than a month left before his Martial Soul awakening.

His physical condition had even been worse than that of his mischievous little brother, Yu Xiaogang.

According to his original plan, he had intended to take the path of strategy and support his younger brother.

But when he thought of Yu Xiaogang's painfully poor emotional intelligence and combat ability in the original story—

Yu Xiaotian felt that his future was pitch-black.

"Let Yu Xiaogang handle the fighting? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be finished sooner or later!"

Thus, after awakening his memories, Yu Xiaotian began a frenzied effort to save himself.

Since there wasn't enough time, he would make up for it with scientific methods!

Medicinal baths, extreme training, dietary adjustments...

He had even considered using thousand-year, or even higher-grade, Whale Rubber to improve his physique.

But rigorous experiments had revealed—

The energy in thousand-year Whale Rubber was far too violent for a six-year-old child.

Not to mention ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber!

Left with no choice, he could only settle for diluted hundred-year Whale Rubber.

That month, he tortured himself like a madman.

Although the time had been too short for him to reach a higher level of Innate Soul Power—

The foundation of this body had already been tempered far beyond that of children his age.

"So what if it's Innate Level 6? So what if it's Three-Eyed Demon?"

"I have the knowledge of my past life."

"As long as I have time, I can evolve Three-Eyed Demon into a Golden Sacred Dragon—or something even stronger!"

The information gap was his greatest cheat!

The Sky Screen shifted, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

[Although the awakening ceremony had ended]

[the controversy surrounding these twin brothers had only just begun.]

[Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan]

[an unprecedentedly fierce argument erupted.]

[In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's council hall, several elders argued until their faces were red.]

[The one shouting the loudest was Yu Yuanzhen's younger brother, Yu Xiaotian's uncle—Yu Luomian.]

["Big Brother! You're being foolish!"]

[Yu Luomian slammed the table, spittle flying.]

["Those are two useless Martial Souls! They're the malignantly mutated Three-Eyed Demon!]

[And yet you still want to allocate resources to them according to the standards for heirs?]

[You're wasting the clan's foundation!"]

"The clan's resources aren't blown in by the wind!"

It should have gone to those geniuses who awakened genuine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Souls, not these two pieces of trash!"

Yu Yuanzhen's face turned livid as he argued forcefully:

"They are my sons! And Xiaotian has Rank 6 soul power—he may not be incapable of achieving something!"

"Rank 6? That might mean something to ordinary people!"

Yu Luomian sneered.

"But to one of the Upper Three Sects, it is a disgrace!

"What if he cannot even absorb his Third Soul Ring in the future? Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock?"

Neither side would back down, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Just then, the doors to the main hall were pushed open.

[A six-year-old Yu Xiaotian]

[Walked alone into the council hall, thick with tension]

Facing elders at the Titled Douluo and Soul Douluo levels, Yu Xiaotian showed no trace of fear.

He walked to the center of the hall and said to his aggressive uncle, Yu Luomian:

"Second Uncle, since you think I'm trash, how about we make a bet?"

The entire hall fell silent.

Everyone stared at the child in disbelief.

Yu Xiaotian raised three fingers.

"Three years! Give me three years!"

"If, within three years, I cannot raise my soul power to Rank 20 and resolve the problem with my Martial Soul—"

"Then I, Yu Xiaotian, will voluntarily give up my status as the family heir and never again use a single bit of the family's resources!"

"Even if I have to live as an ordinary person, I will have no complaints!"

[The Three-Year Agreement]

[A six-year-old child]

[Making a military pledge before the entire family]

[The moment these words were spoken, even Yu Luomian was stunned]

[Three years? Raising fourteen ranks?]

[And with a useless Martial Soul whose future was uncertain?]

[This was simply absurd!]

[An ordinary Soul Master would already be doing well to advance two or three ranks in a year]

[Not to mention a Mutated Spirit like this, where even choosing Soul Rings was a major problem]

[One misstep, and there would be no turning back!]

[Fine! You've got guts!]

[Yu Luomian snorted. Though he thought the child had gone mad and did not wish to push things this far]

[He had been backed into a corner, and with matters having reached this point, he could only agree]

[Since you're seeking death yourself, I'll grant your wish!]

[If you can do it, your Second Uncle will personally give you an extra share of resources in the future!]

[Yu Yuanzhen wanted to stop him]

[But when he saw the confidence in his son's eyes]

[He ultimately sighed and chose to remain silent]

[Yet he had already made up his mind]

[Even if his son lost]

[He would swallow his pride to protect his son's position]

Black World.

Seeing this scene, everyone began discussing it animatedly.

"Who would have thought that a family which once produced a Limit Douluo would quarrel so fiercely over something like this?"

"But isn't this Yu Xiaotian far too arrogant? Fourteen ranks in three years? How is that possible?"

"Exactly! Even someone with Innate Full Soul Power might not reach Rank 20 by the age of nine, much less someone with a useless Martial Soul!"

Within Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang watched the Sky Screen, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.

"Heh, the ignorant truly know no fear!"

He sneered. "I know Three-Eyed Demon better than anyone!"

"This martial soul is extremely difficult to cultivate, with far too many bottlenecks!"

"How many years did it take me to reach the 29th Rank? And he wants to reach Rank 20 in three years?"

"That's utterly delusional!"

"Just wait and see! Yu Xiaotian will definitely lose miserably! That's the price of arrogance!"

Compared to Yu Xiaogang's shortsightedness, a glint of interest flashed through Tang San's eyes.

"Rank 20 in three years? That truly would be impossible for an ordinary person."

"But for a future Limit Douluo, perhaps this is precisely the beginning of his legend?"

Tang San calculated silently.

If Yu Xiaotian really managed it, that would mean he had found a cultivation path beyond anything ordinary people could imagine!

For Tang San, who was likewise troubled by the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, it might hold immense reference value.

After seeing this, Ning Rongrong could not help but focus and think deeply as well.