Yu Xiaogang's True Face; Yu Xiaoheng: Why Had My Brother Become Like This?

Yu Xiaoheng's voice was calm.

"Father, I want to temper my body."

The moment the words fell, Yu Yuanzhen's pupils suddenly contracted.

"No!"

He refused without hesitation.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's body-tempering secret technique can only be practiced after one reaches twelve, when the bones have fully formed! You are only six now. If you force yourself to temper your body, you will only explode and die!"

Yu Xiaoheng turned around.

"Twelve is too late."

He analyzed it inwardly.

The future Tang San had Innate Full Soul Power, yet at twelve, his Soul Power was only in the twenties. The upper limit for his Second Soul Ring was merely a little over six hundred years.

With his own constitution, he should be able to absorb a six- or seven-hundred-year Spirit Ring with ease.

In other words, the constitution of an ordinary Blue Lightning clan member at twelve had already been utterly surpassed by his own.

So what was wrong with tempering his body early?

If his constitution was strong enough, he would not need to search for another Spirit Beast.

He could directly refine that Fourteen Hundred Years Dawnlight Qilin Colt.

Yu Xiaoheng paused, his gaze falling on Second Dragon's frail figure inside the cultivation room.

"Besides, I can't just watch Second Dragon's foundation be ruined like this."

Inside the cultivation room, Liu Erlong heard those words. A trace of excited color returned to her originally pale small face.

She looked at Yu Xiaoheng's back.

"Brother Xiaoheng... I believe in you."

Yu Xiaoheng's heart tightened, and a hint of guilt rose within him.

Doing this for Second Dragon was real.

But putting himself first was also real.

What if, even after tempering his body, he still was not confident...

He shook off the thought.

Do it first. Talk later.

Thunder Pool.

The forbidden area of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and also the place for body tempering.

On the mountain path leading to the Thunder Pool, a disheveled figure blocked the way.

It was Yu Xiaogang.

His hair was unkempt, and his clothes still bore messy footprints.

Watching the Young Master temper his body.

That was Blue Lightning's grand event today.

Even if he was trash, he was still the Sect Master's son.

He should have come.

Yu Xiaogang looked at him, the corner of his mouth twisting into a distorted smile.

"You won't succeed."

"Tempering your body before the age of twelve means certain death!"

"And your Martial Soul! Spirit Beasts with both light and dragon attributes are incredibly rare! You simply won't be able to find one!"

His voice grew shriller and shriller.

"In the end, the clan will definitely give up. They'll make Second Dragon keep using the Martial Soul Fusion Skill for you until you drag her down and kill her!!"

The smile on Yu Xiaoheng's face slowly vanished.

He did not care about the first half.

But the second half was like a needle stabbing into his heart.

Yu Xiaogang was right.

That was indeed the most likely outcome.

Looking at the brother before him, whose appearance had completely changed, he suddenly found him unfamiliar.

The image of the stubborn yet pitiful "Master" from the novels of his previous life actually overlapped with him.

But my brother...

He had merely been a little proud. He was not a bad person...

His thoughts drifted back to his sixth birthday not long ago.

That day, his father, Yu Yuanzhen, had unusually set aside all clan affairs.

Outside the clan, pleasure boats drifted along the river, while fireworks filled the sky.

Yu Yuanzhen said with a chuckle, "You two brothers, make a birthday wish."

Facing the dazzling sky, he made his wish.

Human strength might have its limits, but perhaps fate could be changed.

He did not ask to soar to the heavens in a single step. He only asked for a sliver of hope, enough to cultivate normally.

But Yu Xiaogang at his side raised his fist high and shouted with all his strength.

"I want to protect the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Protect my brother!"

"From now on, no one in the entire clan will dare say another bad word about Xiaoheng!"

His voice back then carried a child's innocence and pride.

"Good! Good!"

Yu Yuanzhen stroked his beard with a smile.

Yu Xiaoheng gently tugged Yu Xiaogang's sleeve. The two brothers squeezed together and sat watching the fireworks fill the sky.

But today...

Was the person before him still Xiao Gang?

A leopard could not change its spots.

Those words abruptly surfaced in Yu Xiaoheng's mind.

The image of Master in the novels he had read in his previous life became increasingly clear.

When Yu Xiaogang saw his sorrowful expression, he actually burst into arrogant laughter.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter was grating.

He turned and staggered away, feeling unprecedented delight in his heart.

My previous efforts weren't wasted! Even if my Martial Soul is useless!

My theoretical knowledge can still leave him speechless!

That's right! I can't give up! Martial Soul Theory is vast and profound; I can continue researching it!

I still have a chance! Maybe I can still be saved!!

Yu Xiaoheng, I will definitely trample you beneath my feet again and reclaim everything that belongs to me!!

Yu Xiaoheng turned around, no longer sparing Yu Xiaogang another glance as he stepped onto the stone stairs leading to the Thunder Pool.

Thunder Pool.

The clan's forbidden area.

Electric arcs leaped between the mountain rocks, crackling sharply.

He felt somewhat uneasy.

The process of tempering one's body was not that fast.

Would there really... be enough time to save Second Dragon?

If there wasn't... what should I do?

Perhaps Yu Xiaogang's words had taken effect, for waves of gloom rose in Yu Xiaoheng's heart.

But when he reached the Thunder Pool, he was stunned.

The edge of the Thunder Pool was crowded with people.

Every elder of the clan was present.

A burly man with an overbearing aura stood at the front.

Tang Wei!

Behind him stood the heads of the four great clans affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect: Strength, Speed, Break, and Defense!

What...

Was going on?

Hadn't Tang Wei left?

When had the people from the four great clans arrived??

Before Yu Xiaoheng could react, his father Yu Yuanzhen's steady, powerful voice rang across the Thunder Pool.

"To help Xiaoheng complete his body tempering, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is willing to pay the price according to our agreement!"

Yu Xiaoheng's heart trembled.

A price?

What price?

Before he could think further, his father Yu Yuanzhen's voice rang out once more.

"The three Thousand-Year Thunder Roots and two Purple Lightning Ginsengs from the clan's secret treasury will all be given to the four great clans."

"Furthermore, over the next ten years, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will act three times on behalf of the Clear Sky Sect and its affiliated clans."

After a brief pause, Yu Yuanzhen shifted his gaze to the other side.

"As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, we will act twice."

No one on the continent dared disregard a promise from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Behind Tang Wei, the heads of the Strength, Speed, Break, and Defense Clans exchanged glances, then bowed at the same time.

"We shall obey Sect Master Yu's command!"

Before their words had faded, the four had already begun moving.

The Soul Tools on their wrists flashed repeatedly, and rare medicinal ingredients and alchemy tools appeared out of thin air, piling up beside the Thunder Pool.

A pill that was entirely crimson and overflowing with medicinal fragrance was tossed into the enormous wooden barrel beside them.

"Heart Protection Pill!"

A young Blue Lightning disciple cried out in shock.

It was a treasure capable of stabilizing the heart meridians and strengthening one's foundation. A single pill was worth ten thousand gold!

Immediately afterward, another pill radiating vast energy was tossed in.

"Body Tempering Pill!"

A supreme treasure that accelerated Soul Power absorption and tempered the physical body!

These pills, which would have made Soul Masters green with envy outside, were now tossed into the barrel without the slightest hesitation.

The four clan heads extended their palms at once, driving the powerful Soul Power within them. All the medicinal ingredients in the barrel rapidly dissolved.

Before long, a pool of thick medicinal liquid shimmering with a pale gold glow appeared before everyone, its fragrance soaring into the heavens.