Yu Yuanzhen: Completely Useless

No one knew how long it had been until even the three elders watching from the side began to yawn. Only then did Yu Yuanzhen stop.

By then, Yu Xiaogang was already sprawled on the ground, barely clinging to life.

Seeing Yu Yuanzhen brimming with rage, the Second Elder shook his head.

The elders all knew just how much Yu Yuanzhen cared about Yu Xiaogang.

Yet today, even Yu Yuanzhen, who cared so deeply about Yu Xiaogang, had been enraged enough to strike him and beat him into this state. It was clear just how furious Yu Yuanzhen was this time.

And Yu Xiaogang had brought all of it upon himself.

That left the elders unable to say even a few words to calm Yu Yuanzhen down.

After all, if they had a son like that, they would surely be even angrier than Yu Yuanzhen.

After giving Yu Xiaogang, whom he had beaten to the brink of death, one final glance, Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly and left.

He had held back when he struck. This beating would make Yu Xiaogang remember it for the rest of his life, but it would not take his life.

Although Yu Xiaogang had utterly disgraced him, this was all Yu Yuanzhen could do.

He could not exactly cripple him outright, or even kill him, could he?

With a cold snort, Yu Yuanzhen left the Cultivation Ground. The three elders followed, leaving only Yu Xiaogang lying on the ground.

Feeling the pain throughout his body, Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with hatred.

He hated his father, hated his clan, and hated this unfair fate.

Later, several clan members carried Yu Xiaogang back home. Once he had recovered from his injuries, he returned to the state he had been in after his Martial Soul Awakening.

He locked himself in his room, neither eating nor drinking, and did not take a single step outside.

But this time, Yu Yuanzhen did not indulge him anymore.

"Eat or don't eat. It would be best if you starved to death!"

After leaving those words behind, Yu Yuanzhen completely stopped paying attention to Yu Xiaogang.

After several days of "seclusion," Yu Xiaogang realized that no one cared about him. Only after smashing things around his room in a breakdown did he reappear before everyone.

The clan members knew that Yu Xiaogang had obtained his First Spirit Ring, but its skill had enraged the clan leader so much that he had beaten Yu Xiaogang, leaving him injured for quite some time.

Thus, when they saw Yu Xiaogang again, most people were curious just how bad his spirit skill had to be to make the clan leader so furious.

Those with more courage directly challenged Yu Xiaogang, wanting to witness his spirit skill for themselves.

But whenever someone challenged him, Yu Xiaogang would clench his fists and glare at them.

Then, with a desperate howl of collapse, he would flee in a panic.

Even so, Yu Xiaogang did not give up cultivating.

Even though his First Spirit Skill had turned out like this, he believed that as long as he devoted himself to researching theory, he could find a way to change everything.

Just like that, several more years passed. Yu Xiaogang, now over twenty, finally reached level twenty and arrived at the time to obtain his Second Spirit Ring.

When Yu Yuanzhen learned that Yu Xiaogang had broken through, he merely nodded before returning to his own business.

He no longer held any expectations for this son.

His First Spirit Skill was already like that, and his natural talent was insufficient to begin with.

Without a heaven-defying opportunity to change his fate later on, even breaking through level thirty would be difficult.

Under such circumstances, his hunt for a spirit ring could not inspire the slightest anticipation.

Still, Yu Xiaogang was his son after all, so Yu Yuanzhen ultimately sent a Spirit Sage to help him obtain his Second Spirit Ring.

Naturally, Yu Xiaogang was dissatisfied with this arrangement.

He was furious that his father cared so little about him as a son.

Even for something as important as obtaining a spirit ring, his father was unwilling to show his face.

But when he recalled the beating he had received after obtaining his First Spirit Ring, Yu Xiaogang did not dare to go before Yu Yuanzhen and show his dissatisfaction.

Thus, he ultimately obtained his Second Spirit Ring under the Spirit Sage's guidance.

It was still a farting skill.

Although, compared to the meaningless farting of his First Spirit Skill, his Second Spirit Skill now had a hypnotic effect.

But what decent person used farts to hypnotize an opponent?

Other than those unintelligent Soul Beasts, everyone else would probably hold their breath the moment Yu Xiaogang unleashed his spirit skill.

In any case, after using his Second Spirit Skill, Yu Xiaogang suffered another emotional breakdown.

The Spirit Sage who had brought Yu Xiaogang to obtain his spirit ring reported the situation to Yu Yuanzhen with a bewildered expression.

Upon receiving the news, Yu Yuanzhen let out a long breath and collapsed into his chair.

"Completely useless."

Dark World, Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong looked at the despondent Yu Xiaogang on the Heavenly Screen. At this moment, even someone as love-struck as Bibi Dong could not bring herself to say that everything Yu Xiaogang had done was right.

As the Pope of Spirit Hall and a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse, Bibi Dong had her own insights into cultivation.

Bibi Dong also agreed with Yu Yuanzhen's earlier view: Yu Xiaogang's First Spirit Ring should have come from a Dragon-type Soul Beast.

But Yu Xiaogang had insisted on his own idea and chosen a Pig-type Soul Beast, ultimately resulting in that First Spirit Skill.

Should she pity Yu Xiaogang?

If one of her disciples had ignored her plans, privately attached a spirit ring to themselves, and ultimately caused something similar to happen—

Bibi Dong was certain that she would sever the master-disciple relationship without another word.

"No, Xiao Gang wasn't mature enough at this time. His theory hadn't been perfected yet."

"Only after he came to Spirit Hall and read Spirit Hall's records did he truly complete his transformation and become the theory Grandmaster he is today."

"Yes, that's right. That must be it."

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, as if comforting herself, yet also as if hypnotizing herself.

[The video continued...]

[After obtaining a Second Spirit Skill that was still farting, Yu Xiaogang once again locked himself in his room.]

[During this time, he constantly pondered where exactly he had gone wrong.]

[Why did heaven treat him this way?]

[At the same time, he discovered something that terrified him even more.]

[His cultivation speed, which had already been as slow as a crawling turtle, had now become even slower.]

[After meditating for a month, his Soul Power had barely moved at all.]

[This discovery filled Yu Xiaogang with fear. He still wanted to become strong and prove himself; he could not stop moving forward like this.]

[But reality would not change because of his unwillingness. His cultivation speed remained as slow as ever.]

[So Yu Xiaogang searched through all the clan's books, hoping to find something that could change everything.]

[But in the end, he found nothing.]

["The clan's records must be too scarce. I need to find more information to help with my research!"]

[After searching through the clan's records, Yu Xiaogang immediately developed this thought.]

[Across the entire Douluo Continent, there was probably only one place with more records than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.]

[Spirit Hall!]

[Yu Xiaogang immediately developed the idea of going to Spirit Hall.]

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