God King Makes His Move, Malicious Feedback

One year ago.

The prison van moved slowly along the bumpy stone road, its wheels rolling over potholes with a monotonous and oppressive sound, much like Yu Xiaogang's heavy and desperate heartbeat.

The carriage was dark and damp, filled with the smell of mildew and the faint stench of blood emanating from his own wounds.

He huddled in the corner, the cold iron bars digging painfully into him, but more than the physical pain, the resentment and humiliation gnawing at his heart like venomous snakes drove him to the brink of madness.

Through the gaps in the fence, he could see the desolate scenery rushing past outside.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, his nails digging deep into his palms until they bled. "Why... why am I... why am I a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, yet now I'm being escorted back to the place that abandoned me, like a stray dog, to receive this so-called 'punishment'?"

The image of Bibi Dong's cold and disgusted gaze, the merciless fists and kicks of the Enforcement Squad, and the contemptuous or pitying looks from those around him flashed through his mind... All of this fueled the fire of resentment in his heart, making it burn even more fiercely.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... If you had given me more resources and more patience back then, I wouldn't be in this situation. Bibi Dong... You despicable woman, you dare to humiliate me like this just because you have good talent!"

And those who look down on me... you just wait! As long as I, Yu Xiaogang, have a breath left, one day... one day I will make you all pay the price!

Endless dark thoughts churned and fermented within him. He could almost see himself returning to Dragon City, carelessly abandoned by his cold-blooded father Yu Yuanzhen, to some remote corner (or so he imagined), destined to die a miserable death. No! He refused to accept this fate! He couldn't just give in to his destiny!

Just as he was almost completely consumed by despair and resentment—

Buzz!

An indescribable, terrifying pressure, surpassing all things, descended without warning! Time seemed to stand still at that moment! The Soul Master escorting the prison cart, along with the horses pulling it, instantly became dazed and frozen in place, as if they had turned into statues. The sounds of the wind and insects all disappeared, and the world fell into a deathly silence.

Yu Xiaogang felt a chill run down his spine, a shiver from the depths of his soul washing over him! His eyes widened in terror as he watched the iron bars of the prison van, along with the entire roof, silently melt away and vanish like snow under the sun! He was thus exposed to the light of day!

A blurry phantom, seemingly formed from pure dark red killing intent, appeared silently before him.

The phantom's face was obscured, but a pair of indifferent, deep eyes, seemingly containing mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and the end of the universe, were calmly watching him. Under the gaze of those eyes, Yu Xiaogang felt as insignificant as dust, his thoughts almost frozen.

"Yu Xiaogang." A cold, emotionless voice resounded directly in the depths of his soul.

"You... who are you?!" Yu Xiaogang's teeth chattered, barely able to utter a complete sentence. This pressure was countless times more terrifying than Titled Douluo he had ever felt, even more terrifying than the occasional aura his father Yu Yuanzhen, had occasionally exuded! This was... God Level existence?!

"You need not know my identity," the voice said indifferently. "You only need to know that I am the God King who wields the God Realm Laws, capable of deciding the life and death of all beings with a single thought, and observing the rise and fall of all realms with a single glance."

God King?! Yu Xiaogang's mind went blank; he almost thought he was hallucinating! God King! That was a legendary, supreme being! How could... how could he possibly be targeting a piece of trash like him?

"You... Your His Majesty the God King... what business do you have with me?" Yu Xiaogang, suppressing his fear, prostrated himself on the ground and asked in a trembling voice. Yet, a ridiculous expectation involuntarily rose within him... Could it be... could it be that my luck has turned around, and I, Yu Xiaogang, have actually gained the favor of the God King?

The dark red phantom (Asura Divine Sense) seemed to see through his thoughts, a very subtle, almost imperceptible sneer flashing in its eyes, but its voice remained calm. "Your bloodline still has a sliver of merit. You are a direct descendant of the Yu Family Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but unfortunately, your Martial Soul has undergone a malignant mutation, and your temperament is wretched, wasting your good lineage."

"A redeeming quality?" A surge of indescribable humiliation welled up in Yu Xiaogang's heart, but even more so, a morbid expectation. God King! A God King had noticed him—did this mean... he still had a chance?

"Your His Majesty, please understand! This junior... this junior does indeed possess the direct bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and should... should have unparalleled talent! It's just... it's just that the sect is unjust and the world is ignorant, which has led this junior to this state!" He seemed to have grasped a lifeline and hurriedly complained, blaming everything on external factors.

The Asura Divine Sense sneered even more in its heart. A piece of trash is a piece of trash, forever only capable of blaming others and complaining about fate. It sensed the faint but pure bloodline of the Yu Family within Yu Xiaogang's body, originating from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. This bloodline was indeed special, with a chance of awakening the prototype of the Super Martial Soul "Golden Sacred Dragon".

In this day and age, without God Level power, an ordinary child at the age of six cannot withstand the burden brought by Super Martial Soul. Under normal circumstances, it is only after the Super Martial Soul is awakened that the body cannot bear the huge burden, and the Super Martial Soul soul will automatically weaken itself to a certain extent, awakening a flawed Super Martial Soul.

However, these defects are not insurmountable through later cultivation. It can only be said that even with Yu Xiaogang's foundation, he could not awaken the flawed Golden Sacred Dragon, and was thus backfired, his Martial Soul mutated malignantly, and he could not even preserve the talent he could have achieved. His Innate Soul Power dropped to only half a level.

It should be noted that even if Yu Xiaogang did not work hard from a young age and was lazy in training, his Innate Soul Power would definitely not be lower than level five, based solely on the talent he received from his bloodline.

Unfortunately, this boy's foundation was too weak; he wasn't even qualified to bear the incomplete prototype. Instead, he suffered a backlash, and his Martial Soul underwent a malignant mutation, rendering him completely useless. If he had trained diligently from a young age, Yu Xiaogang might have been a completely different person.

However, it was precisely this "uselessness," and his expulsion from the sect and neglect that led it to choose him—a perfect, undetectable "bloodline petri dish."

"All that has happened in the past has been a trial." The Asura Divine Sense thought remained calm, yet carried a hint of seduction. "Your suffering is not the fault of Heaven, but rather the result of your untapped potential. Your original Martial Soul is not that useless Luo Sanpao, but should be... the Golden Sacred Dragon!"

"Golden Sacred Dragon?!" Yu Xiaogang trembled violently, his eyes flashing with disbelief! The Golden Sacred Dragon! That was the Super Martial Soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! It was no less powerful than the Thunder Sacred Dragon.

Could it be... could it be that I was supposed to awaken the Golden Sacred Dragon? Yes! That must be it! It's because the sect didn't give me the best resources, because I was treated unfairly, that caused my Martial Soul Mutation to fail!

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang completely believed the words of the "God King" before him, attributing all his misfortunes to external factors and imagining himself as True Dragon that should have soared through the heavens.

"However, your body and soul have been excessively corrupted by acquired impurities, making it difficult for you to bear the might of the Holy Dragon." The Asura Divine Sense changed its tone, "If you wish to return to the righteous path and awaken your dormant bloodline, you must resort to extraordinary methods and endure extraordinary suffering."

"Your His Majesty! No matter the hardship or the price, I am willing to endure it!" Yu Xiaogang kowtowed excitedly, "I only beg His Majesty to give me a chance! A chance to prove myself to those who look down on me!"

"Good." The Asura Divine Sense said calmly, "I can bestow upon you a Divine Skill called ' Malicious Feedback '. This skill can absorb the evil thoughts and resentments of the world and transform them into pure Soul Power to help you quickly improve your Cultivation Level. Especially... the evil thoughts and resentments that arise within your own heart will be most effective, a great tonic."

Absorbing evil thoughts for cultivation? Yu Xiaogang was slightly taken aback. This sounded... somewhat sinister? But the temptation to Cultivation Level was too great, and he immediately put his doubts aside.

"However, this method is contrary to the principles of Heaven and comes at a price," the Asura Divine Sense continued. "Absorbing evil thoughts, especially your own, will continuously erode your Life Origin and shorten your lifespan. An ordinary Soul Sage can live up to one hundred and twenty years. If you cultivate using this method, even if you reach the Soul Sage realm, you will probably only have forty or fifty years left to live."

"Shorten his lifespan?!" Yu Xiaogang's face paled. Forty or fifty years? Didn't that mean that even if he became Soul Sage, he wouldn't have many years left to live?

"Furthermore, the erosion of evil thoughts will also deplete your Spiritual Origin, making it difficult for your Spiritual Power to grow, or even causing it to stagnate. And although this method can help you quickly increase your Soul Power, it cannot break through the upper limit of your talent."

Your aptitude, though slightly improved by my Divine Power, can at most support your cultivation up to the Soul Sage realm. Beyond the Soul Sage realm, without a greater opportunity, you will hardly make any progress in your entire life."

Soul Sage? Only Soul Sage? And they can only live for forty or fifty years? Their Spiritual Power is difficult to increase? This series of restrictions was like ice water poured over his head, cooling down Yu Xiaogang's enthusiasm by more than half. This price... is far too high!

The Asura Divine Sense took in his hesitation, and though he felt contempt, his tone remained unchanged as he threw out the final bait. "However, do you know that this method is the ladder to a powerful God Position? I see that you have a strong affinity with the law of 'evil thoughts'."

If one can hone oneself through this method and cultivate Divinity, one may one day inherit the ' Rakshasa God Position ' who governs the evil thoughts and judgment of the world! Once one becomes a god, one's lifespan will be infinite and one's power boundless. Past humiliations can be wiped away in the blink of an eye! At that time, what will a mere few decades of lifespan loss matter?"

Rakshasa God Position! Godhood!

These two words exploded in Yu Xiaogang's mind like a thunderclap! Becoming a god! That was a realm even his Yu Yuanchen and Qian Daoliu! If he could truly become a god... then all the sacrifices he had made now would be worthwhile!

He could almost see himself after becoming a god, trampling the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan under his feet, making Bibi Dong kneel and beg for mercy, and making all those who had once looked down on him prostrate on the ground! Intense desire and a twisted thirst for revenge instantly overwhelmed his fear of shortening his lifespan.

"Furthermore," the Asura Divine Sense added at the opportune moment, its tone carrying an undeniable air of authority, "Do you think you have any other choice? If you cultivate step by step, you'll never even break through to the Soul Elder in this lifetime, ending up among mortals, mediocre and unremarkable, no different from an ant. Accepting my gift, though perilous, offers a glimmer of hope for transcendence. The choice is entirely yours."

No choice! Yu Xiaogang trembled. Yes, did he have a choice? Returning to Dragon City would only mean being banished to some corner to await his death. But before him lay a "shortcut" to the pinnacle of power, though it was fraught with thorns...

"I'll risk it all!" A glint of madness flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as he kowtowed heavily, "This junior is willing! Thank you, His Majesty God King, for bestowing this opportunity upon me! This junior will certainly not fail Your His Majesty's high expectations!"

"Very good." The Asura Divine Sense seemed to nod in satisfaction. Then, it transformed into a dark red stream of light and instantly entered Yu Xiaogang's brow!

"Ugh--!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a shrill scream, feeling a terrifying energy—cold, violent, and filled with endless negative emotions—surging into the depths of his soul! At the same time, a gentle yet domineering Divine Power was also transforming his body, clearing the blocked meridians, and improving his inferior aptitude. Pain and pleasure intertwined, almost causing him to faint.

A moment later, the transformation was complete. Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, seemingly exhausted. But he could clearly feel that the Soul Power that had been stagnant within him for so long was stirring, and its quality seemed to have condensed slightly! More importantly, a strange ability had appeared in his mind— Malicious Feedback!

"Now that this matter is settled, take care of yourself." The voice of the Asura Divine Sense became ethereal. "Remember, this method is your top secret and must not be passed on. Once your Cultivation Level reaches the Soul Sage level, I will come to find you again and tell you the steps for subsequent transformation and even godhood."

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying pressure receded like a tide. Time resumed its flow around them, and the escorting Soul Master and cart drivers blinked blankly, seemingly unaware of what had just happened, only feeling as if they had been in a daze for a moment. They looked at the prison cart, only to find that the roof of the cart had vanished, and Yu Xiaogang inside had also disappeared without a trace!

Where are they?!

"Oh no! The prisoner has escaped!"

"Quick, after them!"

In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed that a figure hidden in the shadows had quietly vanished into the distance.

A few months ago, in a cheap hotel room in the western district of Spirit City.

Yu Xiaogang sat cross-legged on the hard bed, surrounded by a thin layer of gray-black mist that was filled with a cold and hateful aura. His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and the muscles on his face twisted from time to time, showing that he was in great pain and struggling.

In his perception, within a ten-meter radius, countless tiny threads of energy filled with negative emotions were emanating from other rooms in the hotel and from the hearts of passersby on the street—there was the anger of guests arguing over room fees, the frustration of vendors struggling to make ends meet, and the anxiety of passersby hurrying by... These were all "malicious thoughts."

The primary source, however, was the volcanic eruption of emotions within him—jealousy towards Tang Hao and Qian Xunji, resentment towards the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, covetousness and indignation towards Bibi Dong, and bitterness over all the past humiliations...

These intense negative emotions, under the influence of the "Malicious Feedback" Divine Skill, transformed into streams of pure yet icy energy, continuously flowing into his meridians and being refined into Soul Power.

This process was uncomfortable. The negative emotions clung to him like maggots, constantly assaulting his mind and trying to drag him into deeper darkness.

His Spiritual Power was like a candle flickering in the wind, barely managing to stay awake, but he could feel a slow and continuous drain.

What alarmed him even more was that after each cultivation session, he could vaguely sense a slight loss of his Life Force. Though faint, it accumulated over time...

"Hold on! Yu Xiaogang! This is your only chance!" He gritted his teeth and roared inwardly, "As long as I have the power, everything will change! What does it matter if I lose lifespan? Once I become a god, I can make up for it all!"

However, reality is cruel. Although the Asura Divine Sense improved his talent, it only gave him the theoretical potential to cultivate to the Soul Sage level. The transition from level 29 to level 30 was a minor bottleneck.

After the initial euphoria of obtaining the Divine Skill, Yu Xiaogang also harbored a glimmer of hope, not wanting to sacrifice too much of his lifespan, and attempted to rely on his "improved" talent to cultivate and break through normally. He saved money and bought some low-grade pills, and secluded himself for half a year to cultivate diligently.

As a result, things were fine at first, but after his Soul Power reached the peak of level 29, he couldn't budge an inch! That bottleneck was like Iron Wall, and no matter how he tried to break through it, it showed no signs of loosening.

In his despair, he didn't realize that the Asura Divine Sense had placed a restriction on him—he could only feel progress and break through level 30 when he relied on "Malicious Feedback" to absorb evil thoughts, thus making Yu Xiaogang give up his idea of cultivation.

After all, the Asura God wasn't a benevolent figure. Although he improved Yu Xiaogang's talent, at most he could only reach the level of a barely innate seventh-grade Soul Power. It would take forever for him to cultivate it properly.

Just as he was feeling anxious and desperate, news of Tang Hao's duel with Qian Xunji spread throughout the continent. The two prodigies were going to have a showdown in Spirit City! This news was like the last straw, crushing Yu Xiaogang's remaining rationality. His jealousy and resentment reached their peak!

He secretly returned to Spirit City, the place that had brought him countless humiliations, yet also possessed the largest population and was not lacking in "malice." He rented the cheapest hotel and began frantically operating "Malicious Feedback"!

Today, the highly anticipated showdown—the Haotian Douluo Tang Hao challenging the Angel's Son Qian Xunji—is about to unfold. Yu Xiaogang knows that this is the perfect opportunity for him to absorb evil thoughts. The entire Spirit City is filled with fervor, anticipation, and... jealousy and dark emotions hidden in countless corners.

He quietly arrived at the outer stands, where he could see the central Great Soul Arena from afar, and mingled in the crowd. When the duel began and Tang Hao and Qian Xunji's earth-shattering battle erupted, the entire arena erupted in cheers, and glory and brilliance almost overwhelmed everything. At the same time, Yu Xiaogang's negative emotions reached their peak!

He looked at the two godlike figures on the stage, watching them enjoy their glory, and then thought of himself hiding in the shadows like a rat in a ditch. Intense jealousy and resentment burned through his body like poisonous fire!

"Tang Hao... Qian Xunji... you two are truly enjoying boundless glory..." Yu Xiaogang's face was contorted, the venomous fire in his heart almost burning him to ashes. "Why... why do you get to enjoy the spotlight while I have to be like a rat in a gutter, absorbing this disgusting emotional energy here!"

Extreme jealousy transformed into the most concentrated "nourishment." The Soul Power within his body surged, condensed, and impacted that barrier at an unprecedented speed!

Click!

It was as if something had shattered! An aura several times stronger than before erupted from Yu Xiaogang's body! The gray-black mist surged violently, then he forcibly absorbed it into his body!

Level 30! He finally broke through!

Yu Xiaogang suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot but flashed with a morbid excitement and madness! He felt the increasing Soul Power in his body. Although it was accompanied by a feeling of weakness in his spirit and Life, the increase in power was real. Moreover, according to his senses, this increase was probably more than one level. After he absorbed the Third Soul Ring, he would definitely not only be level 31.

"Hahaha! I've broken through! I've finally broken through!" He laughed hoarsely, almost manic. "Soul Elder! I'm Soul Elder now! Tang Hao! Qian Xunji! You just wait! This is only the beginning!"

"Spirit City... Bibi Dong... Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... all those who look down on me..." Yu Xiaogang licked his chapped lips, the resentment in his eyes almost tangible. "I, Yu Xiaogang, am back! This time, I will use all your 'malice' as stepping stones to my ascent to the peak! Just wait, the show... has only just begun!"

He endured the weakness emanating from the depths of his soul and the lingering pain of Life slipping away, silently withdrawing from the crowd like a ghost and disappearing into the intricate alleyways of Spirit City. He was stubborn, gritted his teeth, and endured the humiliation. (ˉ▽￣~)

Deep within the endless void lies the Secret Realm of the Purple Blazing Dragon City.

Yu Yuanchen slowly opened his eyes. Deep within them, a chaotic divine light flowed, as if reflecting the scene inside that cheap inn in Spirit City. A half-smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Asura... in the end couldn't resist making his move. And he did choose a... 'suitable' candidate."

He naturally sensed the Asura God King's Divine Sense thought and everything it had done to Yu Xiaogang. The so-called "Malicious Feedback," the method of improving aptitude while setting restrictions... all of this was within his perception.

"The Golden Sacred Dragon Bloodline... Heh, it's pitifully thin. It's indeed hard to detect if it's used for tampering." Yu Yuanchen shook his head slightly. How could he not know about the meager bloodline in Yu Xiaogang's body? He just used to completely disregard it. Now that Asura wanted to make a fuss about it, he was happy to see it happen.

A scheme to turn the tables naturally requires a "price." And Yu Xiaogang is undoubtedly a perfect price to pay. This boy's mind is warped and beyond redemption. Rather than letting him continue to do despicable things in the name of the Yu Family, it's better to make him a useful pawn, a hidden weapon that can be used to counter Asura in the future. As for his life or death... Yu Yuanchen doesn't care. He chose this path, and he must bear the consequences himself.

Yu Yuanchen tapped the air lightly with his fingertips. "Asura has certainly played his cards right, cultivating a short-lived and easily controlled 'bloodline culture dish' with minimal cost. After it dies, that bit of 'nourished' bloodline might actually be of some use."

"Very well, I'll let you be smug for a moment." Yu Yuanchen's gaze turned towards the Divine Realm, as if piercing through endless space to see that Slaughter Divine Palace. "Once my Primordial Star Divine Spark is fully perfected, and once the Path of Divine Spark is complete, let's see how much trouble you, this 'pawn,' can stir up."

He closed his eyes again, his mind sinking into his understanding of the laws of the universe. The game of Douluo Plane seemed to have become even more interesting because of Asura's move, and he seemed to have some guesses about Asura's true purpose.