Three Hundred Years... How Could This Be?

Strangely enough, some people remained humble even after advancing two major realms in three years, while others became unbearably proud after taking three years to break through from level one and a half to level ten.

Watching Yu Xiaogang swagger along so smugly, Yu Yuanzhen truly wanted to step out and berate him.

Bear with it. Bear with it.

Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath and continued following in secret. He was also curious to see what Yu Xiaogang would do next.

Upon arriving at a soul beast forest, Yu Xiaogang showed no intention of stopping.

"Come on. We'll go straight in and look for a soul beast."

Yu Xiaogang said it without the slightest politeness.

Someone in the group frowned upon hearing this.

"Young Master Xiaogang, the strongest among us is only a Soul Ancestor. This forest has ten-thousand-year soul beasts..."

Yu Xiaogang snorted impatiently.

"Even if there are ten-thousand-year soul beasts, they'll be in the core area. The outskirts definitely only have hundred-year soul beasts. Hurry up. If my father finds out I returned too late, he'll be unhappy."

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang invoke Yu Yuanzhen's name, their expressions shifted slightly. They did not dare delay and immediately entered the forest.

Yu Yuanzhen saw everything clearly, and nearly failed to catch his breath.

He claimed he wanted to become some great martial soul theory master, yet after traveling such a long way to hunt a soul beast, he entered a dangerous place without even taking time to rest.

This was the theory master you wanted to become?!

Fortunately, nothing ultimately went wrong. Yu Xiaogang's soul beast was easy enough to find, and the group quickly found one that suited him.

Yu Xiaogang had not spent the past three years doing nothing. Naturally, he had researched the first soul ring he had long dreamed of for quite some time.

"A three-hundred-year Rock Loach Dragon... It's a little below the mark, but it'll do."

Yu Xiaogang was impatient and immediately settled on it as his target.

"Around three hundred and seventy years. Xiaogang has neglected his training, so this one is suitable."

Hidden in the shadows, Yu Yuanzhen nodded slightly. Yu Xiaogang had stumbled into something that satisfied him for once.

Several disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan took action. A mere three-hundred-year soul beast naturally posed no challenge, and they subdued it within minutes.

Pulling out a dagger in excitement, Yu Xiaogang directly stabbed the Rock Loach Dragon to death.

A pale yellow soul ring rose up. Yu Xiaogang panted heavily and, without regulating his breathing, sat down on the spot to begin absorbing it.

Half a quarter-hour passed when Yu Xiaogang's expression suddenly changed drastically, turning deathly pale.

The soul ring that had already attached itself to his body suddenly shattered, dissolving into yellow light scattered across the ground.

The several disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan looked at one another, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

They had truly never seen a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan fail to absorb even a three-hundred-year soul ring.

They all possessed powerful dragon-type martial souls. Who among them did not absorb soul rings according to their limit? Yet Yu Xiaogang had failed to absorb even a three-hundred-year one.

Yu Xiaogang looked as if his parents had died.

"How... could this be? A mere three-hundred-year soul ring!"

Even Yu Yuanzhen, hiding in the shadows, felt too ashamed to hold his head up.

He had never imagined that Yu Xiaogang, who carried his bloodline, the bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the bloodline of Thunder Douluo, would have such a frail body!

He could not even successfully absorb a three-hundred-year hybrid dragon with mixed bloodlines!

Yu Yuanzhen had completely lost face and did not want to watch any longer. He turned and left.

Yu Xiaogang suffered backlash from failing to absorb the soul ring and could not absorb another one for the time being.

After returning to the clan, several disciples who had long been displeased with him immediately spread the matter around.

For a time, Yu Xiaogang once again became the clan's laughingstock. Even Yu Tianjun, who had been diligently cultivating, heard about it.

Yu Tianjun stood in the training grounds with his hands behind his back. Though only nine years old, he was already nearly one and a half meters tall.

His limbs were long and powerful, his eyes bright and spirited, and every gesture carried the noble bearing of a child from a great clan.

Beside Yu Tianjun, Ye Rou'er swung her legs, her gaze gentle.

Ye Rou'er was eighteen this year and had already entered Heaven Dou Royal Academy. She was a high-level Soul Elder.

"You freak, you're still training? I came all this way for once, and you're still cultivating."

Ye Rou'er said helplessly.

Yu Tianjun was practically a cultivation maniac. Every time she wrote him a letter, his reply contained only a few words.

"I'm going to cultivate."

Ye Rou'er, a young lady, had come all the way to see him, yet Yu Tianjun still buried himself in cultivation.

He was only nine, yet his cultivation was already nearly catching up to Ye Rou'er, an eighteen-year-old genius.

Fortunately, Ye Rou'er looked rather young. At eighteen, she appeared only fifteen or sixteen, so it was barely acceptable.

"I finally broke through to Soul Elder. Of course I can't slack off."

Yu Tianjun said seriously.

His Golden Dragon martial soul possessed ultimate strength. Martial souls of such extremes cultivated very slowly, especially in the later stages.

If he did not make the most of his time, his peers would soon catch up to him.

The geniuses of this era were no less remarkable than those from Tang San's time.

Take Ye Rou'er, for instance. As a second-tier genius, she had broken through to level thirty-six Soul Elder at eighteen.

He had heard that Spirit Hall had even more monsters, with mid- to high-level Soul Ancestors around twenty years old.

Then there was Tang Hao. At sixteen, he was also a mid- to high-level Soul Ancestor and had long since begun to make a name for himself among the major clans.

There were many capable people in this generation. Bibi Dong, the Tang Hao and Tang Xiao brothers... all were geniuses supported by major powers.

Yu Tianjun had always treated these people as his goals.

He was already nine and only level thirty-two. His cultivation speed was falling behind! (SpongeBob NPC fish raising hand image)

Ye Rou'er had no choice but to wait at the edge of the field until Yu Tianjun finished his combat training for the day at dusk, then she stepped forward.

Summoning her Nine Heart Begonia martial soul, Ye Rou'er began treating Yu Tianjun's injuries.

The healing ability of the Nine Heart Begonia was truly powerful. All the injuries Yu Tianjun had accumulated through training during this time were completely healed.

Even the hidden injuries within his body were fully restored.

With his body properly recuperated, Yu Tianjun looked at Ye Rou'er.

"Come out with me tomorrow."

Ye Rou'er was somewhat surprised. She was already an eighteen-year-old young woman and understood what she should. Naturally, she knew the Ye Clan had not arranged a marriage for her because they were waiting for Yu Tianjun.

Now that Yu Tianjun had said this...

"Pah! You're only a few years old, and you're already thinking about asking girls out!"

Ye Rou'er said with feigned anger.

Yu Tianjun looked at her strangely.

"What are you talking about? Father asked me to settle a little girl somewhere. It wouldn't be convenient to ask anyone in the clan, so I came to you."

"Ah, so that's what it is..."

Ye Rou'er coughed lightly, her face flushing slightly.

"Fine. I'll go with you tomorrow."

Early the next morning, following the address Yu Yuanzhen had given him, Yu Tianjun arrived at a courtyard somewhere in Heaven Dou City and raised his brows slightly.

No wonder Second Uncle Yu Luomian had taken so long to break through to Soul Saint. He had to come all the way to Heaven Dou City just to find a courtesan. How could he have time to cultivate?

Knock, knock.

The courtyard gate was knocked on, and a woman's voice quickly sounded from within.

"Who is it?"

The woman's voice sounded slightly weary. She opened the courtyard gate and was holding a baby girl in her arms.

"A disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianjun."

Upon hearing Yu Tianjun's words, the woman's face instantly turned pale. Her lips trembled, but she could not say a word.