Forcedly Swallowing Medicinal Herbs? Yu Xiaoheng Was Ruined!

This was a desperate gamble.

If he won, his physical body would rise to another level, giving him a better chance at Martial Soul Awakening.

If he lost, he would merely waste a fortune and all his painstaking effort.

He could afford to lose.

Sitting quietly beside him, Liu Erlong saw Yu Xiaoheng's grave expression, and her small face was filled with tension as well.

Yu Xiaoheng did not act immediately. He suddenly turned to look at Liu Erlong, his gaze profound.

When he spoke, his voice was soft, as though he were asking her—and himself.

"For years, I've worked tirelessly, treading on thin ice."

"Second Dragon, do you think I can make it to the other shore?"

Not for years, but ever since he had transmigrated here.

He had been meticulously laying plans all along!

It was just that...

Before Martial Soul Awakening, Yu Xiaoheng could only be sure that the various medicines and Whale Rubber he had used would keep him from awakening Luo Sanpao with merely half a rank of Innate Soul Power.

But one or two ranks were still not much better than half a rank. His cultivation would still crawl along like a turtle!

How could that be acceptable in a world where strength reigned supreme? How could he possibly accept that?

The savings he had accumulated through years of business had been mostly squandered on these two precious medicinal herbs. And five days later would be the Spirit Awakening Ceremony...

What if it failed?

Then there would be no chance left to struggle!

Yu Xiaoheng's mind was in chaos, and sweat poured from him like rain!

Liu Erlong did not hesitate in the slightest when she heard him.

Her small face was full of seriousness as she nodded hard. Candlelight reflected in her clear eyes, along with Yu Xiaoheng's figure.

"You definitely can."

Yu Xiaoheng smiled.

He hesitated no longer and reached for the Dawnlight Grass.

He tore off a piece of its leaf no larger than a fingernail and placed it in his mouth.

The blade of grass melted as soon as it entered his mouth, and a gentle warm current slid down his throat into his stomach.

Then he picked up a small section of Dragon Scale Grass root.

This time, a tyrannical torrent of heat exploded within him.

Yu Xiaoheng let out a muffled groan, his face flushing crimson in an instant.

Two completely different energies—one warm and one scorching, one gentle and one violent—rampaged through his Limbs and Bones like two Beasts trapped in a cramped cage, savagely biting and crashing into each other.

Pain!

Indescribable agony!

It felt as if his Meridians were being stretched apart and torn inch by inch by red-hot iron pincers, only to be forcibly stuck back together and reconstructed by another force.

Veins bulged on his forehead as beads of sweat rolled down.

"Brother!"

Liu Erlong's face went deathly pale as she cried out in alarm.

Yu Xiaoheng clenched his teeth so hard that blood seeped from his gums. He could not even answer her.

Curled up on the floor, his body trembled violently. Beneath his skin, countless fiery serpents seemed to be slithering about, and the burning, stabbing pain nearly made him pass out.

Soon, fine droplets of blood began seeping from every pore of his body.

Sweat and blood mixed together, soaking through his clothes and leaving a dark red stain on the floor.

A suppressed groan, like that of a wounded beast, finally escaped through his clenched teeth.

Bang!

The door was kicked open from outside.

"Heng'er!"

A deep, powerful voice rang out. The arrival was none other than Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen.

Behind him came several clan Elders and Clan Members who had rushed over upon hearing the news, packing the tiny room to the brim.

When they saw the scene inside, everyone was stunned.

Yu Xiaoheng lay in a pool of blood, his Aura weak and his face pale as paper. He looked as though he had just been hauled out of water, utterly bedraggled.

"Quick! See what's wrong with Young Master!" an Elder said anxiously.

The Third Elder, who was well versed in medicine, immediately stepped forward. He placed his fingers on Yu Xiaoheng's wrist and sent Soul Power into his body. A moment later, his expression turned extremely grave.

He rose to his feet and shook his head at Yu Yuanzhen, whose face was as dark as water.

"Sect Master, Young Master forcibly consumed two medicinal herbs."

"The medicinal properties of these two spirit herbs conflict. Their energy has run wild inside his body, damaging his Meridians in many places and jolting his internal organs."

"His life... is not in danger, but..."

The Third Elder paused, a trace of regret in his voice.

"But his injuries are extremely severe. Even with the best medicine, he will need more than a month to recover. Yet the Spirit Awakening Ceremony is only five days away. Going through awakening in such a depleted condition..."

He did not say the rest, but everyone present understood.

His Innate Soul Power would certainly be severely affected.

Yu Yuanzhen stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

As he looked at his Eldest Son curled up on the ground, the expectations in his eyes were completely extinguished.

In the end, he had still gone down the wrong path.

In the end, he was still mud that could not be plastered onto a wall.

He slowly exhaled.

"Forget it."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was quiet, yet it reached every ear clearly.

"This Eldest Son is ruined after all."

He turned around, no longer sparing Yu Xiaoheng another glance.

"Since he likes doing business, let him take full charge of the sect's industries from now on."

"The future of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan can only be entrusted to Xiao Gang."

The Sect Master's words were like the final strike of a gavel, completely pronouncing Yu Xiaoheng's "death sentence."

The surrounding Clan Members could no longer hold back, and quiet discussions broke out.

"What a pity. The Sect Master's son actually messed himself up this badly."

"Exactly. At such a young age, he should have focused on cultivation instead of resorting to such crooked methods. Now look where it got him."

"I think he was simply jealous of Young Master Xiao Gang's talent and wanted to forcefully improve himself with pills, only to make things worse."

"At this Spirit Awakening Ceremony, he probably has no hope left."

Every comment and every sigh was like countless needles piercing Liu Erlong's heart.

She knelt beside Yu Xiaoheng, her small body shielding him as she glared furiously at everyone around her with reddened eyes.

At that moment, Yu Xiaoheng's consciousness had already blurred.

Before completely losing consciousness, he heard only his father's indifferent "Forget it," along with the mockery and regret of the surrounding Clan Members.

Only Liu Erlong's clear eyes had turned completely red.

She suddenly scrambled to her feet, spreading her thin arms like an enraged young beast as she stood firmly before Yu Xiaoheng's bed.

"You're not allowed to talk about Brother like that!"

The girl's voice still carried a sob, but it held an unyielding stubbornness that brooked no argument.

Crystal tears slid down her grimy cheeks and fell into the dust.

"He'll be fine! He'll definitely become very strong!"

If anyone dared say another word, she would widen her rabbit-red eyes and fight them to the death.

She did not understand what severed Meridians meant, nor did she understand Martial Soul talent.

She only remembered that this Brother had pulled her and her mother out of the Mud Pit and given them a stable home.

This Brother had given her warmth and endless snacks to eat.

He was the person who treated her best.

So she had to protect him.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, the mockery gradually faded from everyone's faces, leaving only sighs and pity.

Yu Yuanzhen took in the scene before shifting his gaze away from the girl and pulling Yu Xiaogang, who stood silently nearby, over.