Fart God Yu Xiaogang!

(Bibi Dong beauty)

[Gods could bring their family members with them when ascending to the Divine Realm.]

[Since Tang San had already helped his parents become gods, you hoped Tang San would take you with him when he ascended.]

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up. Rubbing his hands together, he happily sat back down in his chair.

"Little San, after all, one day as your teacher means a father for life!"

He leaned back in his chair, crossed one leg over the other, and grinned from ear to ear.

"Looks like I, Yu Xiaogang, am going to become a god too!"

He was already imagining himself ascending to the Divine Realm and looking down upon all living things.

However—

[Tang San looked down at you, a mocking smile on his lips.]

["Gangzi, you don't really think I'm going to take you with me and make you a god, do you?"]

Yu Xiaogang's smile froze on his face.

Gang... Gangzi?

[Tang San folded his arms across his chest, his tone scornful. "I could become a god just fine without you. What are your worthless theories even worth?"]

Yu Xiaogang's smile vanished completely.

His mouth hung open as his face turned from red to white, then from white to green.

["Y-you called me what?" His voice trembled.]

[Tang San tilted his head, his smile growing even brighter.]

["Gangzi. What's wrong?"]

[He turned around and waved, his tone as casual as if he were dismissing some nobody on the street.]

["Goodbye, Gangzi."]

[As soon as the words left his mouth, he shoved you aside with one palm and ascended to the Divine Realm without looking back.]

[The golden light faded.]

[You stood alone where you were, staring up at the empty sky. Your blood surged, your vision went black—]

["Thump!"]

[You toppled straight to the ground, unconscious.]

Yu Xiaogang slammed his palm on the table and sprang out of his chair.

"This—this—!"

His face and neck flushed red, his lips quivered, and his hair nearly stood on end with rage.

"I never thought Tang San could be so ungrateful!"

He punched the table, making the teacup jump again.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

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

After a few laps, he stopped. His shoulders slowly slumped.

The anger in his eyes faded bit by bit, replaced by deep exhaustion and despair.

He sank back into his chair and propped his head up with both hands.

"I, Yu Xiaogang... What have I been striving for... all my life...?"

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

[However—heaven had not forsaken you!]

Yu Xiaogang jerked his head up.

[Through the rewards granted by the Simulator, you also succeeded in becoming a god!]

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up again.

[When Tang San found out, he feared you would settle accounts with him. He used the power of the Divine Realm to stop every god from passing their legacy on to you.]

[But you didn't give up.]

[You worked tirelessly and finally created your own godhood—]

[You became the Fart God!]

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

His mouth hung open, his expression frozen.

Fart God.

Fart.

God.

The corner of his mouth twitched twice. His expression swung wildly between elation and utter collapse.

At last, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and fixed his gaze ahead like a blazing torch.

"Simulator!"

His voice rang out like a solemn vow.

"I have the God-Given Simulator!"

"Tang San—I won't let that happen again!"

He stood ramrod straight as the night wind blew in through the window, making his robe flap and billow.

"This time—"

"I'll become a god first!"

The candle flame flickered violently, reflecting two blazing fires in his eyes.

[Simulation over. Calculating rewards—]

Yu Xiaogang stood by the window, the night wind making his robe flap and billow.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and fixed his gaze ahead, burning with fervor.

Bring it on!

With the Simulator's rewards this time, he would nip Tang San in the bud!

Pure Bamboo God, ungrateful—none of that would happen!

[Reward one: External Spirit Fusion!]

[Your mutated external Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, has completely fused with your body and evolved into a Beast Martial Soul!]

Yu Xiaogang's whole body shuddered.

He jerked up a hand, feeling the strange, scorching power within him.

His Martial Soul had fused with his body, which meant that from now on, he had real fighting ability!

He was no longer a good-for-nothing.

No longer a laughingstock.

At last, he, Yu Xiaogang, could stand on his own two feet!

"Good! Wonderful!" His voice trembled, and his eyes reddened.

[Reward two: one book of self-created Soul Skill techniques!]

Yu Xiaogang accepted the golden-glowing book with both hands, his fingers trembling.

[Reward three: ten thousand radishes, placed in the Storage Soul Tool.]

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Radishes?

Ten thousand of them?

He blinked, then looked down at the storage ring that had appeared in his hand. His divine sense entered it and found it packed to the brim with white radishes.

"This reward is..." He scratched his head. "Well, whatever."

He casually tucked the ring into his robes and straightened up again.

"But the first two rewards are already amazing!"

He walked to the window and gazed up at the night sky, unable to suppress the smile tugging at his lips.

"Tang San..."

He murmured, his tone tinged with complicated emotions.

"Your teacher won't let you go down that ungrateful path again."

"This time—"

He clenched his fist, his gaze burning bright.

"I'll become a god first!"

At the same time.

Dugu Manor.

Lin Jiang lay in bed as a string of notification chimes rang in his mind...

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

[Accumulated Subversion Value: 256]

Lin Jiang's eyes lit up, and he flipped over and sat up.

It's here!

[Congratulations, host. You have received the Simulation reward—hundredfold return!]

Lin Jiang's pupils suddenly widened.

A Second Martial Soul?!

He lowered his head to look at his hands, feeling the entirely new power condensing within him.

He already had the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, the best of the best.

And now he was getting a Second Martial Soul?

What kind of god-tier start was this?

"But..." He scratched his head and furrowed his brow. "I don't have an external Martial Soul. What will this Second Martial Soul condense into?"

He closed his eyes and felt the energy taking shape inside him.

Before he could give it much thought, another system notification burst forth.

[Stored in the Storage Ring.]

Lin Jiang sent his divine sense into the Storage Ring. Sure enough, a hundred books sat neatly stacked inside, each giving off a faint glow.

He casually pulled one out and flipped through it. His eyes grew brighter and brighter.

How could these be ordinary manuals?

From the basics to the pinnacle, from circulating Soul Power to combining moves, every step was explained in crystal-clear detail.

Even a good-for-nothing could become a genius by following the instructions.

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

The last reward—

[Stored in the Storage Soul Tool.]

Lin Jiang: "..."

He sent his divine sense into the Storage Soul Tool.

Packed to the brim.

Densely stacked.

All carrots.

Piled up into a mountain.

One million carrots.

Lin Jiang's mouth twitched. He fell silent for a long while.

"Fine."

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

Staring at the ceiling, he kept thinking about the Second Martial Soul.

What would it be?

Would it complement the Golden Dragon King?

Or would it be some other special type?