"Xiaolong, come with me."
"Join me in researching my Ten Core Principles of Martial Soul Competition."
"One day, we'll make everyone acknowledge us!"
Before him stood a middle-aged man in black, with a crew cut, clenching his fists.
His face was full of confidence.
Yu Xiaolong looked at the man before him, the future Grandmaster.
For now, he was Yu Xiaolong's elder half-brother, born of the same father.
Yu Xiaolong shook his head. "No need."
"Y-you don't trust me?"
Yu Xiaogang had never expected Yu Xiaolong to reject him.
The confident smile on his face froze for a moment.
He frowned and demanded, "Xiaolong, you should know that you and I are different from the others in the clan!"
"If you keep pursuing the path of a Soul Master, people will look down on you forever!"
Yu Xiaogang explained at length.
Spittle flew everywhere.
In response,
Yu Xiaolong merely shook his head.
As a transmigrator, he now had the chance to leave the mountain.
There was no way he'd throw in his lot with Gangzi, that good-for-nothing older brother.
"You said that's your Ten Core Principles of Martial Soul Competition?"
"So what if it is? You couldn't figure it out, but I can!"
Yu Xiaogang thought his younger brother was asking him for advice.
His face showed surprise, which soon turned to pride.
Yu Xiaogang said, "Xiaolong, don't take this the wrong way. We both have external Martial Souls, and Soul Masters across the world ridicule us and look down on us."
"But I've carved out a path through theory, while you haven't!"
"If you come down the mountain with me, I'll give you half the credit for all my research. How about it?"
As he spoke,
Yu Xiaogang's tone was full of superiority.
Yu Xiaolong was his younger brother.
Having him at his side would give him someone to share the pressure of being saddled with a Trash Martial Soul.
He'd also have an extra pair of hands to help him out.
What was there not to like?
Who would've guessed
that Yu Xiaolong understood his little scheme perfectly?
Gangzi's little scheme.
The next second,
Yu Xiaolong said something that made Yu Xiaogang's face stiffen.
Yu Xiaolong said calmly, "Gangzi, keep that little bit of credit for yourself."
"What?"
Yu Xiaogang froze.
He was annoyed that his younger brother had called him Gangzi, such an odd nickname.
But that wasn't all.
Yu Xiaolong continued, "Gangzi, you're so confident in your Ten Core Principles of Martial Soul Competition. Your theory says there are no Trash Martial Souls, only Trash Soul Masters, right?"
"What are you trying to say?"
Yu Xiaogang's face had gone dark.
He was already very unhappy that his younger brother, Yu Xiaolong, had called him Gangzi.
And now he was bringing up his Ten Core Principles of Martial Soul Competition?
Hmph! What a joke!
What insight could he possibly have?
That was what he thought.
The next second,
Yu Xiaolong spoke.
"But it's been twenty years since we awakened our Martial Souls. Whether yours and mine are Trash Martial Souls is plain for all to see."
"And you're stuck at level 29, while I'm stuck at level 28."
"Doesn't that prove..."
"that Luo Sanpao isn't a Trash Martial Soul, but you, my older brother..."
"you're the Trash Soul Master your theory talks about?"
"You!"
As soon as Yu Xiaolong finished speaking,
Yu Xiaogang's face turned red.
He was instantly rattled.
Yu Xiaolong smiled and continued, "No need to rush, big brother. Today, we go our separate ways. You can keep studying your theory. As for me, I can't be bothered to go with you."
"You!"
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed with rage.
"Fine! Fine! Fine!"
He pointed at Yu Xiaolong's haughty face,
trembling with anger. "Just you wait! When my Martial Soul Competition theory is recognized across the whole continent, you'll regret what you said today!"
"I hope you won't come begging me to share the credit."
"Hmph!"
With that,
Yu Xiaogang flew into a rage.
He flung his arm down hard.
Then he turned and left the clan.
That Yu Xiaolong—
he was getting more and more brazen!
Too bad!
Your Martial Soul is Luo Sanpao, too!
And your level is still one below mine, just 28.
You're just as useless!
I'd planned to make you my lackey, to help me with my work!
I was even going to give you a share of the credit.
I never thought you'd be such a fool.
So be it!
Once I've perfected my theory,
I'll put together an outstanding team and win the greatest Soul Master Tournament the whole continent has ever seen.
Then everyone will acknowledge me.
Let's see what face you, Yu Xiaolong, have left when you meet me!
As he made his way down the mountain,
Yu Xiaogang cursed his own younger brother a thousand times over in his heart.
Still, it did nothing to ease his anger.
Whenever he imagined the day Yu Xiaolong would see his lofty status
and tremble in fear, filled with regret,
his expression would turn cold.
He felt an immense sense of satisfaction.
Meanwhile,
after watching Gangzi head down the mountain,
Yu Xiaolong let out a cold laugh.
"Gangzi, you good-for-nothing. The greatest humiliation of my life is having you for an older brother!"
With that,
he withdrew his gaze.
He raised his hand.
The next second,
a screen of light appeared before him, visible only to himself.
[Dragon God Temple] Introduction: The Dragon Fighter System aims to help its host become the true Dragon God of the entire Douluo Continent. 1. Once the host begins taking disciples, he can obtain rewards and activate the hidden Star Dragon bloodline. 2. Upon successfully taking a disciple, the host can help them awaken the Twelve Star Dragon Martial Soul. 3. The host's Soul Power is equal to the combined strength of all his disciples.
"Heh."
"Looks like it's time for me to head down the mountain, too."
Yu Xiaolong looked at the screen.
He didn't belong in this world in the first place.
Just a few days ago,
he'd suddenly bound himself to a system.
Its panel was called the Dragon God Temple.
The Dragon Fighter World!
As a transmigrator,
he knew both the world of Douluo Continent and the setting of the Dragon Fighter World very well.
"I can't believe I awakened the Dragon Fighter Disciple Recruitment System!"
"That's great. As long as I take a disciple, I can help them awaken the Twelve Star Dragon Martial Soul."
"And my strength is equal to the combined strength of all my disciples!"
"Doesn't that mean the stronger my disciples get, the stronger I'll become, too?!"
At the thought,
Yu Xiaolong's eyes lit up.
His heart brimmed with anticipation.
Just like his older brother, Yu Xiaogang,
he'd been useless for decades.
Not only had people from the Spirit Hall and the Upper Three Sects mocked them,
but even members of their own clan looked down on them.
"If even our own family looks down on us, why not leave this rotten family as soon as possible?"
At that thought,
suddenly,
a notification popped up on the system panel.
[Task Triggered] [Complete your first disciple recruitment to receive the reward: Mother Spirit Dragon—Spirit Feather Healing]
"A skill card?"
"Spirit Feather Healing?"
"I remember that's one of the Mother Spirit Dragon's signature moves in the Dragon Fighter World! It can heal anything."
Seeing that,
Yu Xiaolong understood.
For now,
the first thing to do was head down the mountain and find a suitable candidate.
Of course,
that person had to be a prodigy.
After all, his disciples' strength was tied to his own combat power!
"Gangzi, I guess I'll have to disappoint you."
"Let's see which of us breaks through the level-30 bottleneck first."
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