Yu Xiaogang Descends to the Mortal World
"Surname Yu?" The burly, dark-skinned man paused for a moment, then replied, "My surname Dugu, Dugu He."
Yu Yuhao nodded and sat down on the bed.
Dugu He looked at him and couldn't help but ask, "You seem very young. How come you're already enrolled? What's your Martial Soul? My Martial Soul is the Great Sun Yang Python."
"My Martial Soul is the Spirit Eyes. My uncle helped me with the enrollment procedures," Yu Yuhao replied, feeling that the name of his Martial Soul was quite imposing.
Since both of them were taciturn, they went about their cultivation after exchanging only a few words.
However, they got along quite well at first, and there were no conflicts or anything.
Dugu He was the offspring of a member of the Dugu Family and a dark-skinned woman from the Xu Clan, the former royal family of the Sun Moon Empire. His Martial Soul Mutation into the Great Sun Yang Python, possessing characteristics of the Jade Phosphor Flood Dragon and some features of the Sun Martial Soul, but its quality was actually no higher than the other two.
The next day.
Yu Yuhao went to school as usual, but he was so engrossed in his cultivation last night that he almost missed school this morning.
Dugu He and he were both students in Class 3 of the freshmen. Their class teacher was Yu Aotian, whose Martial Soul was the Golden Luo Sanpao, and whose level was a level 60 Soul Emperor. He was a descendant of a certain old friend.
Yu Aotian's teaching style is humorous and engaging, yet he possesses a strong theoretical foundation. He loves his students and is one of the most popular teachers in the entire Thunder Academy.
Yu Yuhao felt he benefited greatly from his lecture.
After class at noon, Yu Yuhao bumped into Bei Bei, and the two went to the cafeteria together.
College life was peaceful and dull.
Looking at the scene below, Yu Mingxiao from the Divine Realm was almost dozing off, so he decided to have some fun.
He summoned Yu Xiaogang, "See Yu Yuhao on Douluo Planet? Send a wisp of your Divine Sense to be his teacher."
"Me? Big brother, what's so special about this Yu Yuhao?" Yu Xiaogang asked, looking puzzled.
"Do you need any special skills? Even when you lost your Martial Soul, I still managed to pull you up to the Divine Realm."
Yu Mingxiao had no intention of saying too much to him.
Of course, Yu Yuhao's status as the chosen one of destiny is actually not that rare.
If he wanted to, he could easily create a bunch of chosen ones.
He had Yu Xiaogang teach Yu Yuhao not to help him become a god, but simply out of boredom.
After all, those who know, know Yu Xiaogang's teaching level.
His theories are like his farts – utterly meaningless.
Regardless of how well Yu Xiaogang teaches, he can add more fun to Yu Yuhao's growth.
If Yu Yuhao is led astray, that will be even more interesting; we'll see how the consciousness of the plane will bring Yu Yuhao back on the right track.
"Okay." Yu Xiaogang guessed that Yu Yuhao must have some qualities that caught his older brother's eye, and his older brother just found him interesting.
He was tired and bored from cleaning toilets every day, so he decided to send a wisp of his Divine Sense to Douluo Planet to show off.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang suddenly beamed with joy.
In the Divine Realm, you can call me Gangzi and I won't mind, but on Douluo Planet, you should call me the great God of Farts!
As the god who farts the most, he's going to enjoy the feeling of being respected!
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed with excitement.
Yu Mingxiao's face darkened, instantly guessing what he was thinking. He raised his hand and said, "Go ahead, go be that Yu Yuhao's teacher."
"Okay, I'm off." Yu Xiaogang disappeared in a flash.
Yu Mingxiao suddenly felt very empty and summoned Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Gu Yuena, Ah Yin... to his palace.
Before long, the entire palace resounded with melodious symphonic music.
"Oh... holy crap..."
Yu Xiaogang acted quickly. After Yu Mingxiao told him to go to Douluo Planet to be a teacher, he released a wisp of his Divine Sense.
That Divine Sense was filthy green and yellow, indescribable, giving people a strong sense of nausea.
"That person must have something special about him. My elder brother wouldn't have sent me down to the mortal realm just because his surname is Yu."
Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, establishing a shared connection with his own Divine Sense. He then instructed the Divine Sense, "Go down to the mortal realm and properly guide Yu Yuhao, fulfilling the dream I've always suppressed in my heart."
His dream was to become a Grandmaster of theory. Initially, he only wanted to teach a disciple who could become a Titled Douluo. Later, as his horizons broadened, he naturally wanted to teach a disciple who could become a god.
Later, he became a god, a legendary God of Farts, and gradually suppressed this dream.
"Don't worry, main body, leave everything to me!" The Divine Sense vanished into the Divine Realm!
Thunder Academy.
midnight.
Yu Yuhao was lying in bed when he suddenly had a dream in which he kept farting, farting, and farting...
Then, he was awakened by the sound of Dugu He opening the window.
He opened his eyes Dugu He standing in front of his bed with a gloomy expression.
"What's wrong?" Yu Yuhao scratched his head, looking puzzled.
"Yuhao, did you eat something bad? You keep farting and polluting the air in the dorm," Dugu He, looking annoyed.
"Huh? Am I dreaming? Or is my dream synchronized with my real-life behavior?" Yu Yuhao looked embarrassed and blushed.
Dugu He: "..."
"I'll go out for a walk to digest my food first. You should rest." Yu Yuhao felt a little bad for them and immediately left.
The instant he stepped out, Gangzi's lewd voice echoed in his mind, "Kid, the reason you farted was because of me."
"Huh?" Yu Yuhao was startled. "Who, who's speaking?"
"I am in your Sea of Spirit, and I may respectfully call myself -- the God of Farts!" Yu Xiaogang raised his chin, feeling as if he had finally stood up.
"Butt... God of Farts, are you Xiao Gang's ancestor?" Yu Yuhao's face lit up with joy.
"Yes, I didn't expect that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan still has records about me. It seems that they still respect me. Thinking back, I was expelled from the family back then." Yu Xiaogang began to reminisce about the past.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" Yu Yuhao was taken aback. He had never heard of this term before. However, his mother had mentioned that the family history seemed to have mostly been critical of Xiao Gang's ancestors. As for respect, it wasn't that there was little, but rather none...
"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. The Yu Family used to be called the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but over the past ten thousand years, the bloodlines have become mixed, and all sorts of dragon-type Martial Soul have appeared. So it's simply called the Yu Family, and no longer referred to as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Yu Xiaogang is a living fossil when it comes to history; he speaks about related topics with great knowledge and expertise.
"I see." Yu Yuhao looked enlightened.
He pondered for a moment, suppressing his surprise, "Ancestor Xiaogang, your sudden appearance in my Sea of Spirit, is it some kind of blessing?"
"Hehe, I will personally teach you cultivation until I nurture you into a god." Yu Xiaogang smiled, like a kind and wise teacher.
"Personally instructing me?" Yu Yuhao was instantly overwhelmed with joy. "That's wonderful, thank you, Ancestor."
Yu Xiaogang said, "There's no need to call me ancestor anymore, just call me teacher."
"Teacher..."