Yu Xiaogang: I Want Face, Benefits—All of It!

"Father, you don't need to do this. I can obtain the resources I need for cultivation myself!"

The sudden voice made the room fall silent.

Everyone looked toward Yu Xiaogang, who had suddenly pushed open the door and entered.

"Xiao Gang, you're back. How have you been spending these past two days at your Uncle Ye's place? Back then, the two of us had the best relationship."

"If Uncle Ye hadn't lacked talent, he could have become a Soul Douluo no matter what."

Seeing Yu Xiaogang return home, Yu Yuanzhen tried to forcibly change the subject.

After all, he knew how badly his son wanted to become stronger—for his sake, and also to wash away the humiliation he had suffered all these years.

"I had a pretty good time at Uncle Ye's place. He treated me very well."

"But this isn't the time to talk about that. Let's discuss what you were talking about just now first."

Yu Xiaogang understood that Yu Yuanzhen was trying to change the subject, but today, he was determined to settle the matter.

"Xiao Gang, you don't need to worry about this. I'm here."

"I'm a Titled Douluo. Could I really be unable to solve the problem of your cultivation resources?"

"Don't worry. Go somewhere else for now. I'll call you after I finish discussing this with the elders."

Yu Yuanzhen spoke.

It was easy to tell from his words that he didn't want Yu Xiaogang involved in the discussion with the elders.

"Why make him leave? Wouldn't it be better to discuss this together with him present?"

However, as soon as Yu Yuanzhen finished speaking, the Second Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan spoke up.

"Yu Xiaogang, ordinarily, as the clan leader's son, we shouldn't speak to you this way. But Douluo Continent is a world that values strength."

"Here, strength is the foundation upon which everyone establishes themselves. And in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects, this standard is even stricter."

"Those without talent, who cannot become powerful, should obediently remain ordinary clan members, manage the family's businesses, and make their contributions."

"You may be unhappy that we were arguing with your father."

"But as elders of the clan, we have the right to advise the clan leader."

At this point, the Second Elder glanced at the grim-faced Yu Yuanzhen before continuing:

"As clan leader, your father is the only Titled Douluo in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He possesses great authority."

"This is what he deserves as the family's strongest member and as a Titled Douluo."

"What belongs to him, we are even willing to give him in excess."

"But your father now wants to apply for resources that only the clan's geniuses are entitled to enjoy."

"I'll ask you just one question: are you a genius?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't reply. If he were a genius, he wouldn't have to rack his brains to defy fate and change his life.

"Judging by your silence, you have some self-awareness. You aren't a genius. In fact, your talent is exceptionally poor."

"Allowing someone like you to enjoy treatment reserved for the clan's geniuses will probably leave many people in the clan dissatisfied."

"So even though your father personally applied to the clan, we still refused."

"Because these things are something he is asking for on your behalf, not something you deserve."

"Can you understand all of this now?"

The Second Elder had already been extremely polite. At the very least, Yu Xiaogang could hear a strictly businesslike attitude in his words.

"Hmph. Why bother telling him so much? If he truly had any self-awareness, he would have explained things clearly to the clan leader long ago."

"Then the clan leader wouldn't have needed to apply to us."

The Third Elder beside the Second Elder snorted coldly.

"Boy, if you still care about your own dignity and your father's dignity, you'd better explain everything clearly to your father now."

"Don't wait until later, when your father forces the application through despite our opposition, only for the entire clan to gossip about him."

The stream of words all urged Yu Xiaogang to explain things clearly to Yu Yuanzhen, telling him not to continue applying for resources on behalf of a good-for-nothing like himself.

To be honest, when he learned that his father had applied for resources on his behalf, Yu Xiaogang had been quite moved.

He wanted to cultivate, so his father had applied for resources for him, despite his terrible talent.

"Several elders, I understand everything you've said."

Yu Xiaogang glanced around at the elders in the room, his expression calm and composed.

"But I still want to apply for the treatment reserved for geniuses. In fact, I want even better treatment!"

When Yu Xiaogang had only spoken the first half of his sentence, the elders had all smiled. But when he finished the second half, everyone simultaneously furrowed their brows.

"You still want to apply? And you even want better treatment? Do you not care about your father's dignity at all?"

The First Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wore an angry expression. He was somewhat irritated by Yu Xiaogang's lack of sense.

The Second Elder had just explained everything perfectly, yet Yu Xiaogang still wanted to apply. How thick-skinned could he be?

"Who said I don't care about my father's dignity?"

"On the contrary, I care about my father's reputation more than any of you do."

"It's just that the application I'm talking about doesn't require my father to make it. I can apply myself!"

Yu Xiaogang stood ramrod straight. Though he was only six years old, his small body radiated an aura no weaker than an adult's.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, the elders exchanged glances. In the end, the Second Elder spoke first:

"Let's hear it. What are you going to use to apply?"

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's confident expression, the Second Elder couldn't help becoming somewhat interested.

Someone with an Innate Soul Power of only one rank wanted to apply for treatment that only the clan's geniuses and even powerful experts could enjoy.

Such a thing would be treated as a joke in any faction.

The Second Elder couldn't imagine what reason a six-year-old child like Yu Xiaogang could produce to convince him.

"The reason is right here. You'll understand after you finish looking."

Yu Xiaogang took the experimental materials from his Storage Soul Tool and placed them on the table in the center of the room.

"Xiao Gang, what is this?"

Seeing the thick stack of materials Yu Xiaogang had taken out, Yu Yuanzhen walked over curiously.

If there was anyone who was most curious about the reason Yu Xiaogang intended to use to convince everyone, it was surely his father.

After all, he and Yu Xiaogang had only been apart for a few days. What could his son have obtained in just a few days?

"Hehe, you'll know once you've read it, Father."

Yu Xiaogang grinned and kept them in suspense. What fun would there be in telling them now?

"You're being so mysterious..."

Curious, Yu Yuanzhen and the group of elders began browsing through the experimental records.

"This is..."

Halfway through, the Second Elder raised his head excitedly and was about to ask Yu Xiaogang about it, but the First Elder stopped him.

"Keep reading. Keep reading."

The First Elder took a deep breath, his expression equally excited.

As the pages continued turning, everyone's faces grew increasingly flushed.

When they reached the final page, everyone saw that Wang Dachui had successfully absorbed a five-hundred-and-fifty-year Spirit Ring.

Bang!

A palm slammed onto the table, and countless cracks instantly spread across its surface.

The owner of that palm was Yu Yuanzhen, his face flushed with excitement as he looked at Yu Xiaogang with pride:

"Hahaha, good! Excellent! Xiao Gang, you truly are my son!"