Fart God Yu Xiaogang!

[Gods are able to bring family members along when ascending to the God Realm.]

[Tang San has already helped his parents achieve godhood, so you hope that Tang San will take you with him when he ascends.]

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands together and sat back in his chair, feeling smug.

"Little San, oh Little San, surely the saying 'a teacher for a day is a father for life' still holds true!"

He leaned back against the chair, crossed his legs, and grinned from ear to ear.

"It seems that I, Yu Xiaogang, am going to become a god as well!"

He was already imagining the scene of himself ascending to the God Realm, looking down upon all living beings from above.

However--

[Tang San looks down at you with a mocking smile on his lips.]

["Gangzi, you don't actually think I'd take you to become a god, do you?"]

Yu Xiaogang's smile froze on his face.

Gang... Gangzi?

[Tang San crosses his arms, his tone filled with disdain: "Without you, I could still become a god just fine. How much is that pathetic theory of yours even worth?"]

Yu Xiaogang's smile vanished completely.

He hung his mouth agape, his complexion shifting from red to white, then from white to a sickly green.

["You... what did you call me?" His voice was trembling.]

[Tang San tilts his head, smiling even more brilliantly.]

["Gangzi. What's the matter?"]

[He turns around and waves his hand, his tone as casual as if he were dismissing an insignificant passerby.]

["Goodbye, Gangzi."]

[As the words fall, he pushes you away with a single palm strike and ascends to the God Realm without looking back.]

[The golden light dissipates.]

[You stand alone in place, staring at the empty sky as blood rushes to your head and your vision goes black--]

["Thump!"]

[You fall straight to the ground, unconscious.]

Yu Xiaogang slammed his hand onto the table, springing up from his chair.

"Th-this--!"

His face turned red, his neck veins bulged, and his lips quivered; he was so angry his hair nearly stood on end.

"I never expected this Tang San to be such an ungrateful wretch!"

He punched the table, causing the teacup to jump into the air.

"Abominable! Abominable!"

He paced back and forth in the room like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

After a few laps, he stopped, his shoulders slowly slumping.

The anger in his eyes faded bit by bit, replaced by a deep sense of exhaustion and disillusionment.

He slumped back into his chair, burying his face in his hands.

"I, Yu Xiaogang... in this life... what was it all for..."

His voice was hoarse, as if it had been scrubbed with sandpaper.

[However--Heaven has not forsaken you!]

Yu Xiaogang jerked his head up.

[Through the rewards granted by the Simulator, you also successfully achieve godhood!]

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up once more.

[Upon learning of this, Tang San fears you will settle scores with him, so he uses the power of the God Realm to prevent any gods from granting you a legacy.]

[But you do not give up.]

[Through unremitting effort, you finally create your own divine position--]

[Becoming the Fart God!]

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

He kept his mouth open, his expression frozen on his face.

Fart God.

Fart.

God.

His mouth twitched twice, his expression oscillating wildly between ecstasy and collapse.

Finally, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his gaze turned as piercing as a torch.

"Simulator!"

His voice was as resonant as a vow.

"I have the God-Given Simulator!"

"Tang San—I will not let such things happen again!"

He stood ramrod straight as the night wind blew in through the window, causing his robes to snap and flutter.

"This time—"

"I will become a god first!"

The candlelight flickered violently, reflecting two raging flames in his eyes.

[Simulation ended, rewards are being calculated—]

Yu Xiaogang stood by the window, the night wind whipping his robes.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, his eyes burning with heat.

Come on!

With the simulator rewards this time, he would nip Tang San in the bud!

No more Pure Bamboo God, no more ingratitude; none of that would exist!

[Obtained Reward One: External Spirit Fusion!]

[Your mutated external spirit Luo Sanpao has completely fused with your body, evolving into a body-type beast spirit!]

Yu Xiaogang shuddered all over.

He suddenly raised his hand, feeling the strange, scalding power surging within him.

The fusion of his spirit and body meant that from this moment on, he possessed true combat capability!

No longer a waste.

No longer a laughingstock.

He, Yu Xiaogang, could finally stand tall!

"Good! This is good!" His voice trembled, his eyes turning red.

[Obtained Reward Two: One Self-Created Soul Skill manual!]

Yu Xiaogang took the golden-glowing manual with both hands, his fingers trembling.

[Obtained Reward Three: Ten thousand radishes, already placed in your storage Soul Tool.]

Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment.

Radishes?

Ten thousand of them?

He blinked, looked down at the storage ring that had appeared on his hand, and probed it with his consciousness; it was packed to the brim with nothing but white radishes.

"This reward is... well," he scratched his head, "it doesn't matter."

He casually shoved the ring into his robes and straightened his posture again.

"But the first two rewards are already more than enough!"

He walked to the window and gazed at the night sky, the smile on his lips impossible to suppress.

"Tang San..."

He murmured, his tone laced with complex emotions.

"Your master will not let you walk that path of ingratitude again."

"This time—"

He tightened his fist, his gaze like a torch.

"I will become a god first!"

Meanwhile.

Dugu Manor.

Lin Jiang lay on his bed as a series of notifications rang out in his mind...

[Ding! Yu Xiaogang's simulation has ended, Subversion Value +89...]

[Cumulative Subversion Value: 256]

Lin Jiang's eyes lit up, and he flipped himself upright.

It's here!

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the simulation reward—one-hundredfold return!]

Lin Jiang's pupils dilated sharply.

A second Martial Soul?!

He looked down at his hands, feeling that brand-new power currently coalescing within his body.

He already possessed the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, which was already the pinnacle of the top tier.

And now, a second Martial Soul on top of that?

What kind of god-tier start is this?

"However..." He scratched his head, furrowing his brows, "I don't even have an external spirit, so what will this second Martial Soul condense into for me?"

He closed his eyes, sensing the energy taking shape within him.

Before he could even ponder it further, the system notifications continued to explode.

[Already stored in the storage ring.]

Lin Jiang probed his divine sense into the storage ring, and sure enough, one hundred manuals were stacked neatly inside, each one emitting a faint luster.

He casually pulled one out and flipped through it, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

How could these be ordinary manuals?

From entry-level to peak, from soul power circulation to move combinations, every step was written with absolute clarity.

Even a waste could train to become a genius by following these.

Lin Jiang took a deep breath and put the manuals away.

The final reward—

[Already stored in the storage Soul Tool.]

Lin Jiang: "..."

He probed his divine sense into the storage Soul Tool.

Packed to the brim.

Densely crowded.

Nothing but carrots.

Piled into a mountain.

One million carrots.

Lin Jiang's mouth twitched, and he remained silent for a long while.

"Fine."

He withdrew his divine sense and lay back down on his pillow.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind still preoccupied with the matter of the second Martial Soul.

What could it be?

Something that complements the Golden Dragon King?

Or perhaps some special type?