From Heaven to Hell, Yu Xiaogang Plays Dead

"Luo luo."

The little beast resembling a piglet hid behind Yu Xiaogang and whimpered softly. Out of affection for Yu Xiaogang, it even stepped forward and rubbed against his trouser leg.

"What... is that?"

The quiet murmur broke the spell over the awakening ceremony, as though time had started flowing again. The guests looked at one another, and for a moment, no one knew what to say.

"The Martial Soul has a beast-like form, so it is clearly a Beast Martial Soul. Yet it manifested apart from its owner. This could perhaps be an entirely new category of Martial Soul!"

In the end, it was the former sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who spoke, restoring noise to the deathly silent scene.

Unfortunately, most people now had the look of spectators eager to watch a show.

Anyone invited by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to witness the ceremony was a renowned powerhouse. Their strength might not compare to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's, but they certainly understood Martial Souls.

Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul had clearly mutated.

Though they did not know the exact circumstances, a form resembling a piglet could hardly be a beneficial mutation.

"Hahaha, I agree with Ning. A Martial Soul manifesting apart from its owner, in such a form—even Spirit Hall's records have never seen anything like it."

The Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall, whose expression had been unpleasant until now, finally laughed.

What could make him happier than watching an opponent suffer a setback?

"Phew... Xiao Gang, don't worry. Go test your Innate Soul Power!"

Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath and slowly let it out, calming his emotions, which had been riding a roller coaster.

When Yu Xiaogang had been enveloped in light just now, he had already been thinking about how to celebrate once his son awakened Innate Full Soul Power.

But now, everything had fallen apart.

Yu Yuanzhen's words brought the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan member presiding over the awakening ceremony back to his senses. He glanced at the little beast by Yu Xiaogang's feet, frowned, and held the crystal ball for testing Innate Soul Power out before Yu Xiaogang.

"Young Sect Master, test your Innate Soul Power first. Perhaps things are not as bad as you think."

The official's words seemed to dispel Yu Xiaogang's abnormal state, allowing him, who had been petrified and stiff for so long, to move again.

He looked at the little beast by his feet. His eyes widened continuously, his fists clenched tight, and disbelief filled his face.

"What is this?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was so soft that it was nearly inaudible even to himself. At that moment, he was so terrified that he could not even make a sound when he spoke.

How he wished what was happening now was just a dream.

But the pain from his clenched fists told him that everything was real.

"Young Sect Master, test your Innate Soul Power first!"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang like this, the official frowned and raised his voice.

"You..."

Startled by the voice, Yu Xiaogang looked at the official and clearly caught sight of his furrowed brow.

Anger rose in his heart, but he did not dare say the words on his lips.

Why is he frowning? Is he dissatisfied with me?

I'm the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. How dare he be dissatisfied with me?

Did he only dare act like this because he saw that my Martial Soul was no good?

Countless thoughts flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind. At that moment, he felt that all the noise around him was mocking him.

Even so, he still held onto one final hope. Perhaps he possessed Innate Full Soul Power, and this Martial Soul was simply one that had never been seen before?

So Yu Xiaogang placed his hand on the crystal ball.

The noise stopped, and most people instinctively held their breath.

Among them, Yu Yuanzhen, as his father, was the most nervous. In his heart, he had prayed to everything he could possibly pray to.

But unfortunately, the heavens did not answer him in the end.

A faint glow, so weak it was almost imperceptible, flickered across the crystal ball. Seeing it, everyone understood that Yu Xiaogang, son of a Titled Douluo, would only become a laughingstock from now on.

"Innate Soul Power, half a rank."

The official announced the final result. Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned deathly pale, then his legs gave out and he collapsed onto the ground.

Innate Soul Power, half a rank.

Half a rank...

Dark World, Spirit Hall.

"Xiao Gang..."

Looking at Yu Xiaogang collapsed on the ground in the image, Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with heartache. At that moment, she hated the existence of this Heavenly Screen for displaying the pain Yu Xiaogang had once suffered before him again.

She also hated herself for being unable to enter the Heavenly Screen and properly comfort him.

Suotuo City, Shrek Academy.

"AAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

Engulfed by the pain of the past, Yu Xiaogang let out a heart-wrenching roar.

He had thought that what had happened to him in the past could no longer stir his heart.

But when everything appeared before him once more, he discovered that he simply could not suppress his pain or his rage.

He hated his family, especially his father, Yu Yuanzhen. He hated him for giving him such talent.

He was clearly a Titled Douluo, yet he had been so stingy that he had not passed down even the slightest bit of talent to his own son, turning him into the laughingstock of the entire continent.

He raised his head and looked at Yu Yuanzhen on the Heavenly Screen. Yu Yuanzhen was equally shocked, yet his eyes were still filled with concern for his younger self. The hatred in Yu Xiaogang's eyes grew even more obvious.

Concerned? If you were worried about me, then why didn't you give me some talent worth mentioning?

Meanwhile, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Sigh..."

Yu Yuanzhen stared blankly at the past displayed on the Heavenly Screen. After a long while, he let out a deep sigh.

One Martial Soul Awakening had turned his son into the clan's shame. In the years that followed, Yu Xiaogang had remained trapped by his talent.

He had only two sons. His eldest had been born early and possessed fairly decent talent.

His second son, Yu Xiaogang, had been born after he became a Titled Douluo. Looking across Douluo Continent, no child of a Titled Douluo had ever been lacking in talent.

Thus, both he and the clan had placed immense expectations on Yu Xiaogang.

Unfortunately, fate loved to toy with people.

[The footage continued...]

[The piglet-like Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power of half a rank—everything told the crowd that Yu Xiaogang, son of a Titled Douluo, was a complete and utter waste.]

[Those children who had awakened their Martial Souls before Yu Xiaogang, who had once tried to ingratiate themselves with him at their parents' urging but had been directly driven away by Yu Xiaogang, no longer held back their tongues.]

["My parents even told me to get on good terms with him before. Looking at it now, there was no need at all."]

["Exactly. Last time, I brought him some treats I'd been saving to share with him, but he slapped them onto the ground. I didn't even get to eat them myself."]

["Before, he said he wasn't from the same world as us. Well, that's true. He really isn't from the same world as us."]

["The sect master's son has talent like this? He's bringing shame upon our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."]

["..."]

[The children's voices reached Yu Xiaogang's ears. Hearing them, he did not even have the courage to turn around and look at them.]

[It was not just those children. Yu Xiaogang did not dare meet anyone's gaze.]

[At that moment, how he wished he could faint on the spot, so he would not have to know how people were mocking him.]

[The voices by his ears grew harsher and harsher. Finally, unable to endure it any longer, Yu Xiaogang shut his eyes, tilted to one side, and slowly fell to the ground.]

[Since he could not faint for real, he would pretend to faint.]

[No matter what, he did not want to see the looks in those people's eyes as they scrutinized him.]