Yu Xiaogang Inherits the God of Farts, but Must Castrate Himself! Bibi Dong Absorbs Her Sixth Soul Ring

"A sixty-eight-thousand-year-old Earth Blood Demon Spider."

After leaving the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they soon found an Earth Blood Demon Spider in Sunset Forest.

Its body was black as charcoal. It could slip into the shadows, making it hard to spot unless you looked closely.

That was also one of the ways the Earth Blood Demon Spider hunted its prey.

At that moment, Bibi Dong and Ye Guyue had concealed their auras and stood atop the canopy of a towering tree, quietly watching the Earth Blood Demon Spider feed below.

"Senior Sister, can I really absorb a Soul Beast that's nearly seventy thousand years old? Will it be safe?"

Bibi Dong was a little unsure of herself. She had never expected to absorb a Soul Beast approaching seventy thousand years old as her Sixth Soul Ring.

"Don't worry. It's only seventy thousand years. You swallowed two Immortal Herbs, so you'll absolutely be fine."

Ye Guyue answered with firm conviction.

Once she had confirmed that the area was safe, a brilliant light burst from Ye Guyue's body.

Her Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul possessed her, and powerful Dragon Might radiated from her.

"Second Soul Skill, Holy Dragon Pressure."

"Sixth Soul Skill, Evil-Breaking Holy Dragon Drill."

Ye Guyue sprang into the air. Beneath the sun's radiance, the Light Sacred Dragon gleamed brilliantly. Its low growl of Dragon Might made the feeding Earth Blood Demon Spider freeze in astonishment.

When it looked up and saw Ye Guyue, who seemed like a true dragon descending upon the world, the Earth Blood Demon Spider instinctively tried to flee. But beneath the pressure of the Second Soul Skill, it couldn't move at all.

As she unleashed her Sixth Soul Skill, Light Power gathered around her fists. She immediately began spinning in midair, forming a rapidly rotating Holy Dragon Whirlwind.

In the space of a breath, Ye Guyue came crashing down.

The attack tore through the air. Faced with its unstoppable force, the Earth Blood Demon Spider let out an enraged roar.

It immediately spat a stream of scarlet venom at Ye Guyue.

The scarlet venom touched the Sixth Soul Skill and instantly evaporated under its rapid rotation.

Boom!

Ye Guyue struck the Blood Spider's back. A thunderous crash rang out, and dust billowed into the air.

The Earth Blood Demon Spider shrieked in pain, blood spraying everywhere.

In the space of a single breath, it lay motionless on the ground. Its legs had been driven deep into the earth by the impact, leaving it unable to break free.

Ye Guyue sprang up again, leapt down toward the ground, and landed lightly on her feet. Her white hair fluttered in the wind.

Her white robes only heightened her sacred, graceful bearing.

"Pristine as always, just like Senior Sister." Bibi Dong jumped down from the tree branch and praised her from the bottom of her heart.

"Stop flattering me. Go finish it off, then absorb the Soul Ring." Ye Guyue's cool voice rang out, making Bibi Dong feel rather uncomfortable.

She still preferred Ye Guyue when she was gentle.

Still, she went over to the Earth Blood Demon Spider and delivered the killing blow.

After the Earth Blood Demon Spider died, a sixty-nine-thousand-year Soul Ring slowly drifted out of its corpse. Its deep, mysterious light made Bibi Dong's heart stir.

"Senior Sister, please stand guard for me while I absorb it. Once I'm done, I'll help you relieve some tension."

Bibi Dong stuck out her tongue playfully.

Ye Guyue paused. "I don't need that."

"Don't pretend. When I kissed you, I felt it for myself." Bibi Dong grinned mischievously.

She immediately sat down, and the black Soul Ring floated above her head as she began absorbing the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Meanwhile, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen carried Yu Xiaogang, who was covered in wounds, through the clan's gates.

Along the way, the clan disciples glanced over one after another. Their eyes were full of scorn and mockery, but none dared speak aloud. In their hearts, they all felt that Yu Xiaogang had brought shame upon the clan.

Yu Yuanzhen's face was livid as he carried Yu Xiaogang all the way back to his room.

He looked at his son lying on the bed, all four limbs broken and his face ashen, and let out a heavy sigh.

No matter how useless his son was, he was still his own flesh and blood.

In the days that followed, Yu Xiaogang became the clan's laughingstock.

The disciples privately called him "Grandmaster the Useless," saying that he had stolen Spirit Hall's theories, deceived the Holy Maiden into falling for him, and ended up with all four limbs broken.

In the end, he had brought it all upon himself.

Even the servants attending to him treated him with indifference and open distaste.

Yu Xiaogang spent his days lying in bed, neither eating nor drinking. His eyes were hollow, and he grew so thin he was little more than skin and bones.

In just a few days, everything had changed so drastically. He couldn't accept it. He was supposed to be a genius adored by all.

Yu Yuanzhen watched him with growing desperation, but there was nothing he could do. He summoned every renowned Healing Soul Master on the continent, yet none could heal Yu Xiaogang's limbs.

The only solution was to graft Soul Bones onto him. Soul Bones were so precious they could only be found by sheer luck—and he needed four of them. Was that supposed to be a joke?

Just as Yu Xiaogang thought he would spend the rest of his life lying in bed, a cold voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

"Do you want revenge?"

Yu Xiaogang shuddered and snapped his eyes open, warily scanning the room.

"Who's there? Who's speaking?"

The voice didn't answer. It simply repeated, still cold, "Do you want revenge?"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. Through gritted teeth, he said, "I do! I dream of it!"

"Good." At last, the voice gained some feeling. "I am the God of Farts. I govern every law related to farts in the world. I have searched for a thousand years, and at last I've found an heir whose Martial Soul is perfectly compatible with mine."

Yu Xiaogang froze. "The God of Farts?"

"That's right." The God of Farts smiled faintly. "I can restore your limbs and pass on peerless divine arts to you, granting you absolute power. But there is a price: you must castrate yourself, sever all desire, and devote yourself entirely to farts."

Yu Xiaogang was dumbstruck. He murmured, "Castrate myself? Wouldn't that make me a eunuch?"

"And what if it does?" The God of Farts' voice was full of temptation. "Think of how Bibi Dong betrayed you. Think of how Ye Guyue humiliated you. Think of how everyone on the continent mocked you. If you can get revenge, what does this small price matter?"

"Or do you, Yu Xiaogang, want to spend the rest of your life muddling through in a daze? Look at your condition. You still care about that? Think of your dignity and your pride."

The voice continued to ring out.

Yu Xiaogang's expression instantly turned ferocious.

He remembered Bibi Dong's cold gaze, Ye Guyue's lofty bearing, the humiliation of Spirit Hall's prison, and the days when he had been thrown outside Spirit City like a dog.

A towering tide of hatred swept away his reason.

He gritted his teeth and roared:

"I'm willing! If I can get revenge, I'd go to hell itself, let alone castrate myself! I'll make that bitch Bibi Dong regret everything!

"I'll cripple Ye Guyue and sell her to the Wind and Moon Pavilion! I'll do whatever it takes to destroy Spirit Hall with my own hands. Everyone who looked down on me will pay!"

The God of Farts burst into laughter. "That's it! Exactly! Come, accept my inheritance. From this day on, you are the heir to the God of Farts."

The next moment, a purple mist enveloped Yu Xiaogang's body.

His broken limbs began to grow back, and his shattered bones reassembled.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang felt a power unlike anything he had ever known.

His limbs had been restored, but just as Yu Xiaogang was starting to feel pleased, he suddenly sensed the vital part of his lower body disappearing.

At that moment, tears of regret streamed down Yu Xiaogang's face.

"This is all your fault. I'll make you regret everything!"