Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Humiliated Beyond Measure!

My, Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul...

How could it be a pig?

Trembling, he pressed his palm against the Awakening Stone before him once more.

A faint glimmer flashed past.

But just then.

The Clan Elder in charge of the awakening shattered his last illusion with a dry voice.

"Xiao Gang, you have... finished awakening."

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly carried across the entire Martial Arts Arena.

The clamor came to an abrupt halt.

Every Clan Member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan stood rooted to the spot as if struck by a freezing spell.

That pig... was Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul?!

"Pfft!"

In the VIP Seating, some young disciples from Spirit Hall and the Upper Three Sects finally failed to hold it in and burst out laughing. They hurriedly covered their mouths, but their shoulders shook violently.

They understood that an unusual Martial Soul form did not necessarily mean weakness.

But this was simply... too ridiculous.

The genius into whom the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had poured all its resources and hopes had awakened a pig?

"Then... what about his Innate Soul Power? What level is his Soul Power?"

A Clan Member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wailed desperately, his voice on the verge of tears as he asked the question everyone cared about most.

Yu Yuanzhen leaned forward slightly, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white as he stared fixedly at the arena.

Even if his Martial Soul had mutated, there was still hope as long as his Innate Soul Power was high enough!

The Elder's expression grew increasingly ugly as he forced himself to speak.

"It... was already tested just now."

The Elder took a deep breath, his voice carrying an air of death.

"When Young Master Xiao Gang placed his hand on the Crystal Ball for the second time just now, it was noon, when the sunlight was at its strongest. The glow on the Crystal Ball... was far too faint. If this old man had not examined it carefully, I would have almost failed to notice it."

His words made everyone's hearts sink.

Then, words like a Judgment came from the Elder's mouth.

"Innate Soul Power, Level 0.7."

The words fell.

In the shadows, Yu Xiaoheng halted.

He shook his head slightly.

He had once used his status as an elder brother to force Yu Xiaogang to train for a time, and had even given him some medicinal herbs to strengthen his body.

But as Yu Xiaogang grew older by the day, he had come to look down more and more on Yu Xiaoheng, his "useless" elder brother.

Naturally, the subsequent training and conditioning had been forcibly cut off as well...

At the same time, in the Martial Arts Arena.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared fiercely at the Elder.

"What did you say...?"

The Elder repeated expressionlessly, "Level 0.7."

Boom—!

It was as though a massive hammer had slammed viciously into the hearts of every Clan Member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Level 0.7?

Not even Level One?!

This... this was no longer merely being talentless. He was trash who did not even qualify to become a Soul Master!

After a brief Deathly Stillness, the suppressed snickering in the VIP Seating could no longer be contained, erupting into uproarious laughter.

"Hahahaha! Level 0.7? A Pig Martial Soul? This is the once-in-a-century genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"I'm dying of laughter! I could randomly find a child in some countryside village whose awakened Soul Power would be higher than his!"

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? More like Blue Lightning Tyrant Pig! Hahaha!"

It was not that they lacked manners. They simply could not hold it in.

Was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan really this funny??

You had even made such a grand show of inviting us to witness this.

This was it??

Then fine, they had to admit it had indeed made them laugh!

Those voices were like poisoned steel needles, piercing the ears of every Clan Member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Their faces turned from white to green, then from green to purple, as boundless humiliation seemed to drown them.

At last, a Clan Elder could no longer endure it. Pointing at Yu Xiaogang in the arena, he trembled with rage.

"Wretch! How many resources has the sect invested in you? How great were our expectations for you? And this is how you repay the sect?!"

"You have utterly disgraced our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"No! It's fake! It's all fake!"

Yu Xiaogang completely broke down. Looking like a madman, he began babbling incoherently.

"You're lying to me! I'm dreaming! This must be a nightmare!"

He instinctively looked toward his father on the high platform, his final hope.

But what he saw was a soulless shell on the verge of collapse.

Yu Yuanzhen stood there blankly, his body swaying as though he were about to fall.

For today, to display the majesty of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he had widely invited the Upper Three Sects and Spirit Hall to attend.

He had originally intended to use his genius second son to at least suppress the limelight of the Clear Sky Sect's Twin Stars!

But now?

His dignity?

Gone without a trace.

His majesty?

Reduced to a joke.

This was no longer merely losing face. It was stripping away the underwear of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's centuries of glory, tossing it naked onto the ground, and letting everyone trample over it.

An unparalleled humiliation!

This was an unparalleled humiliation the sect had never suffered since its founding!

In the VIP Seating, the muscles on the faces of Ning Zhenyuan from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Tang Wei from the Clear Sky Sect twitched.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing forcibly suppressed amusement in the other's eyes.

Quietly, beneath the cover of their sleeves, they reached out and pinched their own thighs hard.

The sharp pain finally forced back the laughter that had nearly burst forth.

"Sect Master Yu, please restrain your grief."

Ning Zhenyuan cleared his throat and forced out an expression of utmost regret.

"Martial Soul Awakening has always been full of variables; no one can predict it. Nephew Xiao Gang... may simply have had poor luck."

"Yes," Tang Wei echoed, "the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has deep foundations. I trust it will not be discouraged by this."

Though they spoke thus, they were already laughing wildly in their hearts.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had made such a huge spectacle of this.

And Yu Xiaogang had caused such utter chaos before his awakening just now.

So the farce had not ended.

The comedy had only just begun!

Yu Yuanzhen's face was as pale as paper. His lips moved, but he could not utter a single word.

He could only weakly cup his hands toward them.

Things had come to this. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had already become the laughingstock of the entire continent.

What else could he say?

But everyone present was a figure of standing.

Not to mention the two from the Upper Three Sects, even though Qian Xunji of Spirit Hall wore a faintly smiling expression, Yu Yuanzhen did not dare vent his anger.

This was someone he could not afford to offend.

Yet this Sect Master, once filled with ambition, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant as he slumped limply in his seat.

Yu Xiaogang was finished...

Was the next generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan truly going to wither away from here on out?

Yu Yuanzhen's heart sank to the abyss.

In his despair, the small, thin figure in the corner suddenly flashed through his mind.

Liu Erlong.

An Innate Level Eight Mutated Fire Dragon Martial Soul!

A sudden sense of relief at having survived a disaster surged in his heart.

Fortunately... fortunately, there was still Liu Erlong!

Otherwise, the sect's future truly would have been nothing but darkness!

He suddenly remembered his eldest son, Yu Xiaoheng.

That son who had neglected proper pursuits since childhood, knowing only how to fiddle with bottles and jars, do a little business, or train his body like a brute.

If not for him bringing Liu Erlong, that lost bloodline of the clan, back...

Today, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would likely not even have its last shred of dignity left.