Yu Yuanzhen: We're Both Yu Yuanzhen—So Why Is His Son So Much Better?

But things were never that easy.

After transmigrating, Yu Xiaogang had no idea what would happen to the Douluo Continent in the future.

The one thing he did know was that his talent was terrible.

From birth until now, five years of a muddled life had already turned Yu Yuanzhen into everyone's laughingstock.

After his Martial Soul Awakening, would he continue to be the stain on Yu Yuanzhen's life for many years to come?

Whenever Yu Xiaogang thought of how much Yu Yuanzhen cared about him all these years, he refused to let that happen.

Even if he had to die, he refused!

Thus, not long after regaining his sanity, Yu Xiaogang proposed the idea of cultivating to Yu Yuanzhen.

Dark World, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Fengzhi, could it be that cultivating before Martial Soul Awakening is actually useful?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong asked in bewilderment.

If it had been anyone else, he would definitely have said that cultivating before Martial Soul Awakening was useless.

That was a rule passed down on the Douluo Continent for who knew how many years.

But Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang was different.

He was an alternate version of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang. How could people like them not know what Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was like?

The film of Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang played by the Heavenly Screen had shown that, from his birth until now, his life was practically no different from Yu Xiaogang's. In fact, it was even worse.

And this comparison had been formed through the same person developing along different paths after making different choices.

That forced them to wonder whether every choice Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang made that differed from ordinary people might be the condition that allowed him to defy fate and change his destiny.

"This..."

Ning Fengzhi did not dare make a judgment for the moment either.

After all, this was an idea proposed by a future Titled Douluo when he was still a child.

"Let's watch for now. We'll know the answer later."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin spoke.

Apart from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Sect, and every faction across the Douluo Continent had focused their attention on the Heavenly Screen at this moment.

Everyone wanted to know whether cultivating before Martial Soul Awakening was useful. It concerned how every one of them would cultivate in the future.

[The film continued...]

[Yu Xiaogang's words and his dejected expression made Yu Yuanzhen walk over. He squatted down and placed a hand on Yu Xiaogang's head.]

["Silly son, don't worry. You'll never be the stain on my life."]

[Yu Yuanzhen spoke with a smile, but his words were firm and forceful.]

[If he truly regarded Yu Xiaogang as a stain, he would have sent him away not long after Yu Xiaogang was born.]

[Yu Yuanzhen's words warmed Yu Xiaogang's heart. Feeling the strength of the hand on his head, Yu Xiaogang shook his head and brushed it away.]

["You can afford not to care, but I can't. So even if it might be useless, I want to give it a try."]

[Yu Xiaogang's voice was extremely resolute.]

[Looking into his son's eyes, Yu Yuanzhen understood that he was serious.]

[Yu Yuanzhen was gratified by Yu Xiaogang's determination. He had not shown his son affection for nothing.]

["Cultivating is extremely painful. Are you sure you can endure it?"]

["Of course!"]

[Thus, the next day.]

["Run! With you moving this slowly, you still want to become stronger?"]

[At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's private Cultivation Ground, five-year-old Yu Xiaogang began his running training under the stern gaze of Yu Yuanzhen.]

[According to Yu Yuanzhen, he would start with running. Only after he could persist would he try other exercises.]

[Round after round, Yu Xiaogang kept running until his throat grew dry and tight. The air he inhaled felt like ice shards scraping across his throat, while the air he exhaled carried a scorching heat.]

[Sweat streamed down his forehead. His clothes clung to his body, and when the wind blew, he felt chilled, yet his body kept heating up. The alternation between cold and heat was unbearable.]

[His steps grew weaker, and his body heavier. His legs felt as if they had been filled with lead, and every lift dragged along aching, swollen muscles.]

[At that moment, Yu Xiaogang desperately wanted to stop and rest, or crawl back into a warm bed and sleep soundly.]

[But whenever he thought of his future, of becoming an object of ridicule to others—]

[Whenever he imagined others mocking Yu Yuanzhen through him, Yu Xiaogang clenched his teeth and stubbornly persisted.]

["That's enough!"]

[Yu Yuanzhen had been watching Yu Xiaogang's movements the entire time. Seeing that he had reached his limit, he called an end to that morning's running training.]

[Hearing Yu Yuanzhen's voice, Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground almost instantly. He did not even have the strength to move a finger.]

["Not bad!"]

[Yu Yuanzhen praised him, but in truth, he was extremely surprised.]

[He had originally thought that Yu Xiaogang's words yesterday had only been empty talk, and that today's training would frighten him.]

[But Yu Xiaogang had actually persisted.]

[If ordinary five-year-old children, or even older ones, underwent this kind of training, they would have cried and run off to find their parents long ago.]

[Yet Yu Xiaogang had not said a single word about giving up from beginning to end. Even when his calves trembled uncontrollably, he had not stopped.]

[At that moment, Yu Yuanzhen could not help thinking of the children of the powerful people he knew, such as the Clear Sky Sect Master's two sons.]

[Those two clearly possessed extraordinary talent, but how could the sharp-eyed Yu Yuanzhen fail to see that their brothers' character had been affected by people's praise?]

[If they did not correct themselves, the two of them would run into trouble sooner or later.]

[Thinking of this, then looking at his son, who was exhausted into a heap, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly felt a surge of pride.]

[The Clear Sky Twins? Hmph. His son was no worse than them in the slightest!]

Dark World, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen stared blankly at himself on the Heavenly Screen.

The pride on that version of his face was completely undisguised. He could see it clearly and understood exactly what the other Yu Yuanzhen was proud of.

Putting himself in the other man's place, if it had been him, he would have been just as proud.

They were both Yu Yuanzhen, and they both had a son named Yu Xiaogang. Yet the other man's son was only five years old and was already thinking about his father.

To avoid becoming the stain on his father's life, that five-year-old had taken the initiative to begin cultivating.

Moreover, he had neither cried nor fussed throughout the process. He had not given up and, no matter how painful it became, had clenched his teeth and persisted until the end.

That persistence and that character proved that everything he had said earlier was serious. He truly wanted to help the Yu Yuanzhen of that world wash away the stain.

After looking at the other man's son, then recalling his own, a sourness spread through Yu Yuanzhen's mouth.

Yu Yuanzhen had never imagined that one day, the person he would envy would be another version of himself.

They both had sons, so why was his son so much better?