Yu Xiaogang Finally Had That Thought

Yu Mingxiao's lips curled into a smile. "You want to take it by force?"

The middle-aged man sneered, "What do you mean by 'robbery'? This is clearly my Human- Man Faced Demon Spider Man Faced Demon Spider, and the Spirit Bone it dropped is naturally mine!"

"Kid, don't flaunt your wealth. Since you've revealed your treasure, you're just unlucky!"

"Are you Meng Shu?"

Yu Mingxiao felt that the Man Faced Demon Spider, along with the scene of someone chasing him, was inexplicably familiar.

Furthermore... the other party is holding Dragon Head Cane, so he is probably the legendary Dragon Duke.

"Hmm? Kid, you actually guessed my identity?" Meng Shu was a little surprised, but then he didn't take it seriously, after all, he and Chao Tianxiang had made a name for themselves in the Soul Master World.

Now that this kid has recognized me, I can't let him leave alive. Only the dead can guard his secret of obtaining the Spirit Bone!

Thinking of this, a strong killing intent flashed in Meng Shu's eyes, and he gripped the Dragon Head Cane tightly in his right hand.

"Want to make a move?"

Yu Mingxiao saw right through his thoughts, and his tone grew cold. "Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

"Arrogant brat!"

Meng Shu roared, and seven Soul Ring— two yellow, three purple, and two black—rose beneath his feet. The fourth purple Soul Ring lit up, and he unleashed Cyan Dragon Flame from his Yu Mingxiao- Dragon Head Cane at Yu Mingxiao.

Yu Mingxiao snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind Meng Shu, his dragon claws reaching out directly.

"Teleportation?!"

Meng Shu, worthy of being Soul Saint, immediately sensed Yu Mingxiao's disappearance and his alarm bells rang. He quickly realized that the other party had already flashed behind him and hurriedly swung his staff to counterattack.

But all of this is meaningless in the face of absolute power.

Yu Mingxiao's power now far surpasses that of an ordinary Soul Saint. He gripped Meng Shu's Dragon Staff with his dragon claw, sending him flying, and then pierced through his abdomen with a single claw strike.

"Ah--"

Meng Shu let out a shrill wail, his body crashed to the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he died on the spot.

The battle between the two sides lasted less than a minute, and it's unclear whether Meng Shu regretted his greed and arrogance before he died.

"With this little strength, you dare to steal my Spirit Bone?"

Yu Mingxiao kicked Meng Shu's corpse next to the Man Faced Demon Spider, then turned and left the scene with Gu Yuena.

Before long, Chao Tianxiang rushed over and saw her husband and the Man Faced Demon Spider lying together. Her vision went black.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

A secluded courtyard.

Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and slowly got up from his cross-legged position on the bed, stretching his legs.

For some reason, he always felt very tired during his cultivation sessions, even though he wasn't exercising, he would still be covered in sweat.

"Two years have passed since I broke through level 11, and I've only just reached level 13. All this hard work has been for nothing."

Yu Xiaogang looked utterly dejected and sighed repeatedly in despair.

But in the blink of an eye, just like when he had an epiphany in Longchang, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he became energetic.

I have to do something!

He slapped his thigh, almost jumping up with excitement, "Theory! Soul Master Theory! I'll turn the tables with this, I'll carve out a path to survival in the realm of Martial Soul Theory!"

From a young age, he possessed an extraordinary and keen intuition regarding Martial Soul knowledge, which indicates that the Soul Master Theory was the right path for him.

If he can break free from the shackles of his own Talent through the Martial Soul Theory, he will surely go down in history.

If one cannot break through the limits of Talent, it means that Talent is innate and cannot be changed later in life, yet he can still become famous throughout the Douluo Continent based on his Martial Soul Theory.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of inexplicable confidence and was no longer confused.

He immediately burst out of the door and headed straight for the sect's Library Pavilion.

Normally, there would be two guards standing at his door, watching him closely.

But these past two days, something seems to have happened within the sect, and they've transferred all the people supervising him away.

Halfway there, a sect disciple who had come to deliver a message saw him running out and quickly stopped him, "Young Master Gang, the Sect Master wants to see you in the Council Hall."

Yu Xiaogang asked, "Why did Dad call me to the main hall?"

"This subordinate is unaware. Please, Young Master Gang, hurry over and don't keep the Sect Master waiting," the sect disciple urged.

Yu Xiaogang said with a look of annoyance, "Alright, alright, you can go now. I'm going to the sect's main hall right away."

Ever since the news spread two years ago that his Soul Skill was 'farting in place of his Martial Soul,' the entire sect has ridiculed him relentlessly and completely disregarded him!

These idiots know nothing!

They had no idea that his Soul Skill had two forms; they only thought he could release flashy farts. Little did they know that Luo Sanpao could also spew out pitch-black, foul-smelling poisonous farts!

After dismissing the sect disciples, Yu Xiaogang went to the Council Hall.

At this moment, the two sides of the Council Hall were already filled with sect elders. When they saw him enter the hall, their faces instantly revealed undisguised disgust, their eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Upon seeing the elders, Yu Xiaogang immediately lowered his head like a mouse before a cat, resentment and inferiority welling up in his heart at the same time.

Besides these elders, there were also two or three young direct disciples of the sect in the hall.

The moment they saw Yu Xiaogang, they showed no outward sign of anything amiss, but inwardly they were already filled with disgust.

Yu Yuanzhen glanced at everyone, a gentle smile appearing on his face, "Everyone is here, very good."

"I called you here today because I plan to arrange for you to study at the Thunder Academy."

"Thunder Academy was founded by my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, specifically to cultivate talent for the sect."

"The cultivation conditions there may not be as good as those in a sect, but the learning atmosphere is much stronger, which will greatly benefit you."

"I've already spoken to the academy, and you will be entering the academy as this year's freshmen."

Upon hearing this, the disciples from those sects seemed to have known this information all along and were not surprised.

In fact, the sect had already consulted all the eligible direct disciples, and all three of them had volunteered to go to the Thunder Academy.

Only Yu Xiaogang stood there, completely bewildered, not yet able to react.

"The sect will arrange carriages to take you to the Thunder Academy tomorrow. If there are no objections, you may leave now. Xiao Gang, please stay."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

"Yes, Sect Master."

Three disciples left the main hall, leaving only Yu Xiaogang behind.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Xiaogang with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice, "Xiaogang, if you have anything you want to ask, just ask."

He was angry with his son for his lack of ambition, but he was still his own flesh and blood.

No matter how poor his Talent was or how unworthy he seemed in the eyes of outsiders, as his father, he always wanted to help him up so that he wouldn't completely fall into depravity and disgrace the family name.

All the elders around him turned to look at him, putting immense pressure on Yu Xiaogang, making his fingers tremble. But he still mustered his courage and asked, "Dad... Dad, why did you send me to the Thunder Academy?"