The God of Farts Takes His Place
Tang San was able to steal Luo Sanpao because Yu Xiaogang was incompetent and couldn't even protect his own Martial Soul.
However, this also indirectly confirms the capriciousness of fate; even the slightest interference can produce unpredictable results.
But no matter what, Yu Xiaogang is still his nominal younger brother. He can bully him, but what right does Tang San have?
Since Yu Xiaogang has put aside past grievances and come to him for help, he will still lend a hand.
Yu Mingxiao looked down at the bewildered Yu Xiaogang and sighed softly, "Long time no see."
"Brother... it's been a long time." Yu Xiaogang said, overwhelmed with emotion.
More than ten or twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye; it's simply too long.
He hadn't seen his older brother in a long time.
The elder brother became even more powerful, while he himself became even more destitute.
Back then, he actually dared to dream of surpassing such a person and gaining his father's attention.
Looking back now, it all seems ridiculous.
There is an insurmountable chasm between man and god.
Yu Mingxiao said, "Your Martial Soul was stolen by your disciple?"
"Yes, that damned beast! I painstakingly raised him for six years, and not only was he ungrateful, he even stole my Luo Sanpao!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.
Yu Mingxiao's preset.
If it were the original Tang San from the feudal Tang Sect, perhaps he wouldn't have committed such an act of betraying his master and ancestors. But now he is the God King Tang, so it's not surprising that he would do such a thing.
What did Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher mean to God King Tang?
He felt like he was the sky.
"Brother, please grant me the power of revenge! I want to kill that traitor! I beg you, I'm willing to give everything I have."
Yu Xiaogang broke down in tears, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly.
Bright red blood spread across the smooth floor.
Yu Mingxiao's gaze was complicated. He knew that the brotherhood between him and Yu Xiaogang had gradually faded, and a sad, thick barrier had separated them.
Perhaps, the two of them never considered each other as brothers.
Yu Mingxiao said calmly, "Get up. I will help you with your matter."
With Yu Yuanzhen as his blood tie, Yu Xiaogang was ultimately his younger brother, one of his own, and he would not allow outsiders to bully him.
"Thank you, brother."
Yu Xiaogang kowtowed repeatedly. When he raised his head, his forehead was red, swollen, and bleeding, and his mind was dizzy and disoriented.
Yu Mingxiao raised his hand and waved, a wave of life energy swept over him, and the red swelling on his forehead healed instantly. "Go out. I'll come back to find you in three days."
"Okay." Yu Xiaogang touched his forehead, turned and left.
The light faded, and Yu Mingxiao vanished from his spot in the next instant.
"Xiaogang, how did it go? Any results?" Chao Tianxiang quickly came to greet him.
Yu Xiaogang said, "My older brother promised to help me. He said he would come to find me within three days."
"That's wonderful, Xiao Gang! Your elder brother, this deity, has agreed to help. You have a chance to recover your Soul Power!" The Snake Granny was overjoyed.
Yu Xiaogang forced a smile.
The Asura God Temple.
The main hall was a blood-red color, filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the hall, and Yu Mingxiao's figure materialized. "Asura God, in the Divine Realm, are there any deities still willing to bestow their inheritance?"
The Asura God paused slightly. "I've already asked those who intend to leave the Divine Realm and pass on their Godhood Inheritance. Most of your relatives have already received their Godhood Inheritance, right? Are there any who have been left out?"
Yu Mingxiao said, "There is indeed one omission, but his situation is special. He has lost his Martial Soul, and in terms of human age, he is already quite old."
The Asura God frowned. "Under normal circumstances, such a person is not qualified to gain the favor of the gods."
He was going to say, "Isn't this just a piece of trash?"
But out of respect for Yu Mingxiao, they didn't say anything too harsh.
"I know he's a good-for-nothing, but creating a Martial Soul for him is still very simple for me. I can just let him start cultivating from scratch."
Yu Mingxiao sighed softly, "I won't force you to become First-Level God Second-Level God. See if there are any Third-Level God who want to quit."
The Asura God pondered for a moment, then said, "There really is a Third-Level God who has wanted to pass on his Godhood Inheritance for a long time, but he has been struggling to find someone willing to accept the inheritance."
"Who?" Yu Mingxiao asked.
Asura God, "The God of Farts is the public toilet attendant for the divine beast cubs."
He paused, then continued, "Let me give you a heads-up."
"Don't think being a public toilet attendant is a good job. To put it bluntly, it's about cleaning up the poop of mythical beast cubs. Sometimes you even have to taste the poop to judge the cubs' health. If you're willing to accept that, I'll go and call the God of Farts over right now."
"The God of Farts..." Yu Mingxiao pursed his lips and said, "Go and call him over. The God of Farts is a god too; he will definitely accept this Godhood."
"Okay, just a moment."
The Asura God raised his hand and beckoned to his Subordinate God, instructing him to summon the God of Farts.
Shortly after, a man wearing a gas mask and with a lewd demeanor walked straight into the main hall.
Do the droppings of mythical beast cubs smell this bad?
Yu Mingxiao thought to himself.
The God of Farts removed his gas mask, revealing a thin, elongated face, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Lord God of Law Enforcement."
The Asura God chuckled, "No need for formalities. Haven't you always wanted to pass on your Godhood Inheritance and leave the Divine Realm? I've found a successor for you."
"Huh?" The God of Farts couldn't help but look at another illusory Divine Sense within the temple.
Yu Mingxiao said, "He is my younger brother. He has lost all his Soul Power, but I can give him a new Martial Soul for cultivation. His Talent won't be bad either; he'll be able to inherit your Godhood."
The God of Farts looked at the Asura God, seeking his opinion.
"Trust him," the Asura God said calmly.
With the Asura God vouching for him, the God of Farts believed Yu Mingxiao's words to some extent. "Alright, then create a Martial Soul for him that is most suitable to inherit my Godhood."
He knew that Martial Soul originated from Douluo Planet, but based on his own strength and status, he was not yet able to directly bestow Martial Soul upon humans.
"Yes." Yu Mingxiao nodded gently with his Divine Sense, his eyes radiating golden light as he connected with his physical body.
"Come on, come on!"
Yu Mingxiao was in the palace of the Eternal Divine Hall, stretched out a hand, causing space to collapse, and actually grabbed Yu Xiaogang was far away in the Meng Family, from a distance.
Yu Xiaogang felt the surrounding scenery changing rapidly, and he was shocked. When his vision stabilized, he found himself standing in a magnificent and solemn hall, and his elder brother Yu Mingxiao was standing in front of him.
Yu Mingxiao used his divine sense to lift him into the air, and strands of Creation Divine Power surged out, repairing his damaged meridians. Then, they slowly converged towards his anus, producing strange changes.
Soon, the God-Bestowed Martial Soul — the God of Farts Eye— was born.
"I... I have Soul Power! Level 10 Soul Power, I've recovered level 10 Soul Power!" Yu Xiaogang sensed the changes within his body and was overjoyed.
Yu Mingxiao said, "You now possess Martial Soul again, named the Eye of the Martial Soul God of Farts Eye. I will arrange God-level Trial for you later. Don't embarrass your father this time. You will avenge Tang San yourself."
"The God of Farts Eye?" Yu Xiaogang was slightly taken aback. Although he found the name strange, he was still filled with gratitude. "Thank you, brother."