Yu Xiaogang: This is My God-Given Opportunity!

(Beautiful image of Liu Erlong)

Yu Xiaogang pinched his nose, hesitated for a moment, and tentatively replied in his mind.

"...Yes?"

The words had barely left his mind when the simulation content surged in like a tidal wave—

[Simulation starting—]

[Age 0: You are born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects. Your father is the clan's direct descendant, Yu Yuanzhen.]

[As the eldest son of Yu Yuanzhen, you are burdened with high expectations from the moment of your birth. The entire clan awaits the day of your Martial Soul awakening—the glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is to be continued by you.]

Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled slightly.

How long ago was that?

So long ago that he had almost forgotten he, too, was once the person everyone looked forward to.

[Age 6: You awaken your Martial Soul under the gaze of the masses.]

[The elders of the entire clan gather together, everyone holding their breath in anticipation.]

[However—]

[Your Martial Soul undergoes a negative mutation. Instead of the clan's inherited Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, you awaken a mutated, detached beast Martial Soul with only half a level of Innate Soul Power and zero offensive capability.]

[You are publicly branded a "waste" by the clan.]

[From then on, cold stares, mockery, and contempt accompany your entire childhood.]

Yu Xiaogang's fists slowly clenched, his knuckles turning white.

"This... this Simulator..." he gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, "is it here just to humiliate me?"

[Your Soul Power increases at a snail's pace, and your status in a clan where strength is everything plummets further.]

[You stop arguing with others and pour all your energy into the study of Martial Soul theory, determined to prove yourself through knowledge.]

[Age 16: You travel abroad and meet the genius girl of Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong.]

[She is brilliant and talented, the most dazzling rising star of Martial Soul Hall. Yet, she shows a keen interest in those theories of yours that others scoff at.]

[Bibi Dong becomes the first person to recognize your talent and provides practical support for your Martial Soul theories.]

[Age 17: Your romance is obstructed by the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Xunji. Bibi Dong is forced to sever ties with you.]

[Your first love ends without a result, becoming a wound you can never let go of in your life.]

Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Those images were too vivid.

So vivid that it felt as if they had happened only yesterday.

[However, the theoretical knowledge you gained at Martial Soul Hall this year also gave you the capital to become a master of theory!]

Yu Xiaogang snapped his eyes open and slammed his palm onto the table!

"Is this saying—that my theories were all stolen from Martial Soul Hall?!"

His face turned livid, his chest heaving violently.

The teacup on the table jumped from the impact, rolled onto the floor, and shattered into pieces.

[Age 20: During your travels, you meet Flender, and later save Liu Erlong in the Soul Beast Forest.]

[The three of you hit it off and form the "Golden Iron Triangle." Relying on the three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill "Golden Sacred Dragon," you become famous in the Soul Master world, and you are dubbed the "Horn of Wisdom" for your exceptional intellect.]

Yu Xiaogang's expression softened slightly.

Those were the few happy times in his life.

[Age 25: You and Liu Erlong fall in love over time, and with Flender's blessing, you decide to marry.]

[On your wedding night, Liu Erlong's biological father, Yu Luomian, reveals the truth—Liu Erlong is your own cousin!]

[Unable to bear the pressure of worldly ethics, you cowardly choose to flee alone. The Golden Iron Triangle falls apart as a result.]

Yu Xiaogang froze.

The candlelight reflected two dancing sparks in his eyes, which slowly blurred.

He lowered his head, and a tear splashed onto the back of his hand.

"That's right..."

His voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like his own.

"I am just such a cowardly, pathetic man... having accomplished nothing..."

[Age 26: Heartbroken and disillusioned, you live in seclusion in Notting City, taking a post at Notting Academy.]

[You are looked down upon due to your low strength. You pour your heart and soul into Martial Soul theory and publish the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul.]

[But the world only sees you as a laughingstock who can only talk on paper.]

Yu Xiaogang gave a bitter laugh and wiped the corner of his eye.

"That's only enough to fool a child as inexperienced as Little San..."

[Age 30, you encounter Tang San in Notting City as he arrives for school. Based solely on the contradiction between his Innate Full Soul Power and his Blue Silver Grass, you deduce that he possesses Twin Martial Souls.]

[Tang San immediately takes you as his master. You teach him everything you know, tailor a training regimen specifically for him, and guide him in absorbing a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo soul ring—]

[Laying a solid foundation for his future ascension to godhood.]

Yu Xiaogang snaps his head up, his eyes brightening.

"Little San... can you truly become a god?"

He mutters to himself, his voice trembling slightly.

"If so... then this master shall also rise to greatness..."

[Age 36, you guide Tang San to Shrek Academy. You also prepare to set off for Shrek Academy to continue his instruction.]

[En route—]

[You receive a divine gift!]

[The Simulator!]

[It will help you foresee the future, avoid all risks, and carve out an unprecedented path to godhood!]

Yu Xiaogang's pupils dilate sharply!

"!!!"

He lunges to his feet, knocking his chair over again, yet he remains completely oblivious.

"A divine gift...!"

His hands tremble and his lips quiver; the expression on his face shifts from shock to ecstasy, and from ecstasy to piety.

"Could this Simulator... be the destiny belonging to me, Yu Xiaogang?!"

He looks up at the ceiling, spreading his arms wide.

"I thank the gods—!!"

A roar echoes from downstairs: "What are you shouting about in the middle of the night! Don't you know people are trying to sleep!"

Yu Xiaogang turns a deaf ear.

He stands by the window, the night breeze fluttering his robes as the candlelight flickers behind him.

That face, usually so stern, is now filled with high spirits.

"I, Yu Xiaogang..."

He clenches his fists, his gaze burning like a torch.

"Have finally waited for this day!"

[Later, you join Shrek Academy and become the mentor to the Shrek Seven Devils.]

[Under your meticulous guidance, the Shrek Seven Devils shine brilliantly in the Spirit Master Tournament, shaking the world with their fame.]

[Under your tutelage, Tang San grows day by day, his strength advancing by leaps and bounds.]

[Age 44, under your guidance, Tang San travels to Sea God Island to cultivate and obtains the Sea God inheritance!]

Yu Xiaogang jolts up from his chair, his eyes wide as copper bells.

"Sea God—!"

His voice trembles as he points a shaking finger toward the ceiling.

"Little San can become the Sea God!"

He paces back and forth in the room, his steps hurried, the wrinkles on his face deepening into a smile.

"The Sea God! That is the Sea God! My disciple, Yu Xiaogang's disciple, is the heir to the Sea God!"

The more he speaks, the more agitated he becomes, clenching his fists as if he can already see himself standing at the gates of the God Realm, revered by all.

[Age 49, the great war erupts.]

[Bibi Dong, having become the Rakshasa God, dies at the hands of the Pure Bamboo God, Tang San!]

Yu Xiaogang pauses, scratching his head.

"Isn't he the Sea God? How did he become the Pure Bamboo God?"

He frowns in thought for a moment, then waves a hand, his face full of indifference.

"Who cares! He became a god regardless! I, Yu Xiaogang, have taught a god!"

He plants his hands on his hips and throws his head back in laughter, laughing until tears well in his eyes.

[Gods can bring family members to ascend to the God Realm.]

[Tang San has already helped his parents become gods, so you hope that Tang San will take you with him.]

Yu Xiaogang's eyes light up; he rubs his hands together and sits back down in his chair, feeling thoroughly pleased with himself.