Yu Xiaogang's Fanaticism: The Perfect Specimen!

Farack Kingdom, the capital city of Farack City.

After the Crown Prince Xue Yao awakened his Martial Soul, King Xue Lang immediately issued the highest-level gag order.

But in this world, there has never truly been a wall without cracks.

The deacon of the Farack City Martial Soul Hall branch happened to be an old Soul Master who had once received a favor from Xue Lang.

Although he did not broadcast it to his superiors, while filing the routine annual Martial Soul awakening records for Farack City, he still obscurely noted a line in the top-secret dossier:

"Suspected appearance of an extremely rare mutated external beast Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power extremely high, specifics unknown."

This dossier was supposed to be sent to the Martial Soul Temple in Tiandou City for storage.

But by coincidence, a special "guest" was currently staying at the Farack City Martial Soul Hall branch.

Martial Soul Hall archives room.

A gaunt, middle-aged man with a crew cut and a face so rigid it seemed incapable of smiling was sitting amidst a pile of dust-covered files.

He wore a set of washed-out gray cloth robes, yet his hands gripped the top-secret file that had just been submitted so tightly that his entire body trembled with excitement.

His name was Yu Xiaogang, the "Grandmaster" famous throughout the Soul Master world.

Over the years, due to the malignant mutation of his own Martial Soul, he had been unable to break through the shackles of a level 29 Soul Grand Master for his entire life, suffering the cold shoulders of his family and the ridicule of the world.

To prove he was not trash, he proposed the so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul," attempting to conquer the Soul Master world with theory.

But reality was cruel; without powerful strength as a foundation, his theories were nothing more than the delusions of a clown in the eyes of the major sects.

Therefore, he left his place of sorrow and wandered the continent, trying to find the perfect "experimental subject"—a genius who could perfectly fit his theories, whom he would personally cultivate into a god, and use that to ruthlessly slap the faces of those who mocked him!

"External beast Martial Soul... Innate Soul Power extremely high!"

Yu Xiaogang's breathing became rapid; he understood "external beast Martial Soul" all too well.

Because his own Martial Soul, "Luo Sanpao," was an external beast Martial Soul!

"Mutation! It must be a mutation! An external beast Martial Soul itself is the extreme product of Martial Soul mutation!"

Yu Xiaogang stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth in the narrow archives room, muttering neurotically to himself: "Heaven has eyes! Heaven has not abandoned me, Yu Xiaogang! In this world, besides me, who else understands mutated external beast Martial Souls better?!"

"As long as I can take him as a disciple and apply all my theories to him, the day he becomes famous across the continent, I will see which of those old stubborn fools in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan dares to call me trash! And the Martial Soul Hall, will they regret driving me away back then!"

Intense obsession and the fanaticism of finding a rare talent instantly clouded Yu Xiaogang's mind.

He touched the token in his pocket that symbolized the young patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family; this item was already void, but he had never returned it, and his father, Yu Yuanzhen, had not urged him to, so it had just stayed with him.

"King of Farack? A mere local emperor of a vassal kingdom."

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, straightened his gaunt back, and headed straight for the Farak Kingdom Mansion.

Half an hour later, in front of the main gate of the Farak Kingdom Mansion.

"Halt! This is the restricted area of the Kingdom Mansion, no idlers allowed!" Two heavily armed mansion guards crossed their spears, blocking this shabbily dressed, stiff-faced middle-aged man.

Yu Xiaogang stopped, his hands behind his back, looking at the two guards with a condescending, indifferent gaze.

He said nothing, simply pulling a black token from his robes and holding it up before the guards.

On the token was clearly carved a baring-fanged, claw-wielding Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

"Blue... Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang did not have the Elder token of the Martial Soul Hall—that was something Tang Hao would give him later—but he had his own clever tricks.

Although the two guards were not high-level, they had guarded the mansion for years and had some discernment.

The two were so frightened their legs went weak, and their spears nearly fell to the ground.

"Report to the King of Farack, and tell him a distinguished guest has arrived," Yu Xiaogang said indifferently, the affected air of mystery perfectly mastered.

The guards scrambled into the mansion to report.

Not long after, King Xue Lang, who was instructing Xue Yao in meditation in the back garden, received the urgent report.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon token? Are you sure you didn't see wrong?" Xue Lang frowned deeply.

They had never had any contact with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan before! Why would they suddenly descend upon his tiny Farack Kingdom? Could the news of Yao'er's Innate Full Soul Power have reached the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan so quickly?

But why would it be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Even if such a thing leaked, shouldn't the Martial Soul Hall be the first to know?

Unable to figure out what was going on, Xue Lang dared not be negligent. He immediately straightened his attire and, bringing Queen Gao Nianzhen and Xue Yao, hurried to the reception hall of the mansion.

However, when Xue Lang stepped into the hall full of awe, only to see the shabbily dressed middle-aged man with only level 29 soul power fluctuations standing in the center, he was stunned.

"Your Excellency is..." Xue Lang suppressed the doubts in his heart, a vague guess forming, and bowed politely.

Yu Xiaogang turned around, a stiff smile forced onto his rigid face. He did not return the salute, keeping his hands behind his back.

"Your Majesty the King need not be suspicious, the token is real. I am Yu Xiaogang."

Yu Xiaogang!

Xue Lang and Gao Nianzhen exchanged a glance, both seeing the same disgusted expression in each other's eyes, as if they had swallowed a fly.

This name could be considered top-tier in the Soul Master world; after all, who didn't know that the Thunder Douluo had been a hero for a lifetime, only to end up with a pig for a son.

Furthermore, it was an externalized beast Martial Soul just like his own Yao'er's; what was this clown doing here?

Standing behind his parents, the moment Xue Yao heard the words "Grandmaster," a flash of icy mockery quietly crossed his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang?

That hypocrite who relied on plagiarizing internal Martial Soul Hall documents to piece together the so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul," lived off women, and treated Tang San as a tool to prove his own worth?

He had actually come here?

Xue Yao did not speak, merely watching Yu Xiaogang in silence.

So, it was a clown.

"So it is the Grandmaster, my apologies." Although Xue Lang felt repulsed, the man was, after all, the son of the Thunder Douluo, so he offered a seat. "I wonder what brings the Grandmaster to grace us with his presence today?"

Yu Xiaogang did not sit, instead casting his gaze directly past Xue Lang, staring fixedly at Xue Yao.

The undisguised fanaticism and greed in those eyes made Gao Nianzhen frown in discomfort, and she subconsciously shielded her son behind her.

"Your Majesty, let us speak plainly."

Yu Xiaogang withdrew his gaze, speaking in an extremely certain and arrogant tone, "I know that your son awakened a mutated externalized beast Martial Soul a few days ago, and that his Innate Soul Power is exceptionally high."

As these words were spoken, Xue Lang's expression changed drastically, his eyes instantly turning sharp.

The information had leaked after all!

Watching Xue Lang's nervous expression, Yu Xiaogang felt immensely satisfied, believing he had thoroughly intimidated this king.

He cleared his throat and began his long-winded speech:

"Your Majesty need not be nervous. I have not come today to seize anything, but to save this child!"

"Save?"

Xue Lang's expression had turned cold at some point.

"Precisely!" Yu Xiaogang raised his voice, declaring righteously, "An externalized beast Martial Soul is the most dangerous mutation in the world of Martial Souls! If one is even slightly careless, the rejection between the Martial Soul and the host will cause the soul power to remain stagnant for life, or even lead to death by explosion!"

"Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, there is no one else besides me, Yu Xiaogang, who can thoroughly research the mutation mechanism of externalized beast Martial Souls!"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more excited he became, as if he were completely immersed in his own world:

"I once proposed the 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul,' which clearly states: there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters! Any mutated Martial Soul, as long as it receives the most scientific and rigorous theoretical guidance, can turn decay into magic!"

He turned his head abruptly, pointing burning eyes at Xue Yao, like a benefactor looking down from on high.

"If this child's talent remains in the Farack Kingdom, and if he is left to be taught by those mediocrities who only know how to cultivate by the book, he will inevitably become ordinary and be completely ruined within three years!"