Unbelievable Yu Xiaogang

Yu Xiaogang held his head high and chest out, basking in the glory of being the center of attention as he stepped into the fate-deciding formation.

He believed that he would surely awaken the purest Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul and, with Innate Full Soul Power, reign supreme over the entire clan!

As the Third Elder Yu Qingming channeled his soul power into the array, a brilliant light enveloped Yu Xiaogang.

A tyrannical wave of soul power rippled out from Yu Xiaogang, causing everyone present to feel a sudden palpitation.

"Such powerful soul power! This... this is definitely the sign of a top-tier martial soul emerging!" An elder stood up, overcome with excitement, his face flushed red.

"As expected of the clan leader's son; with this momentum, his Innate Soul Power might truly reach level seven!"

The usually stern face of Yu Yuanzhen finally revealed a satisfied smile, his eyes filled with anticipation.

He felt as though he could already see the future hope of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan.

However, just as everyone expected a majestic Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon to appear, the brilliant golden light suddenly receded.

As the light faded, a purple, round, and bizarre creature appeared behind Yu Xiaogang.

It looked like a dog, had the build of a pig, and measured over a meter and a half in length and girth.

Its entire body was covered in pale purple fur, with two small, floppy ears, large deep-blue eyes, a gentle expression, short, thick legs, and a bump on its head.

It had absolutely nothing to do with words like "powerful" or "majestic."

Pfft.

A faint sound, like a fart, emitted from the purple creature's rear.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's expressions froze, shifting from their previous anticipation and excitement to utter shock and confusion.

The smug smile on Yu Xiaogang's face also froze instantly.

He snapped his eyes open and looked back in disbelief. When he saw the purple, pig-like martial soul behind him, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"No... impossible..." Yu Xiaogang's lips began to tremble, the color draining from his face in an instant until he was deathly pale. "My martial soul... how could it be this thing? Where is my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?"

He frantically channeled the soul power within him, attempting to summon it again, but no matter how hard he tried, the little purple thing behind him just let out another pfft.

"Haha..." It was unclear who couldn't hold it in first, letting out a low, stifled giggle.

That laugh acted like a switch, instantly igniting the entire hall.

"What kind of martial soul is that? A pig?"

"The clan leader's son awakened a pig? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"

"Even more ridiculous than Yu Hong's egg! At least that egg looked quite pretty!"

The mocking laughter rose and fell, several times louder than when they had mocked Yu Hong earlier.

After all, the massive contrast between Yu Xiaogang's status and the martial soul he had awakened was simply too dramatic.

Yu Xiaogang's body began to tremble violently. Shame, anger, unwillingness... a surge of emotions flooded his heart, causing his vision to blacken.

He glared venomously at the laughing peers around him, his eyes filled with such hatred he could have devoured them alive.

"Quiet!" Yu Yuanzhen, seated at the head, slammed his hand against the armrest and let out a roar.

His face was livid, and the disappointment and fury in his eyes were ready to erupt.

Beside him, Yu Luomian kept his head bowed, though his shoulders shook uncontrollably; he was clearly struggling to suppress his laughter.

Third Elder Yu Qingming's expression was also extremely awkward. He looked at the purple creature, hesitated for a long time, and then said dryly, "Go... go test your soul power."

Yu Xiaogang walked to the crystal ball, utterly dejected; he didn't even dare to look at his martial soul again.

He placed his trembling palm onto it, still holding onto a final shred of hope.

Perhaps... perhaps his Innate Soul Power was full?

However, reality dealt him another heavy blow.

The light emitted by the crystal ball was almost identical to the one during Yu Hong's test.

Yu Qingming took a deep breath and, in a tone that sounded like a death sentence, announced with difficulty: "Yu Xiaogang, martial soul... mutated martial soul Pig-Dog Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power... 0.5."

"Boom—!"

If the previous reaction was just mockery, the entire hall was now in a complete uproar.

Seeing this, Yu Hong couldn't help but lose his composure; he had actually thought Yu Xiaogang might awaken the Golden Sacred Dragon.

Yu Xiaogang walked away, crestfallen; he could not accept this situation.

Watching Yu Xiaogang in this state and recalling his previous attitude, Yu Hong couldn't help but smile.

As Yu Xiaogang passed by, Yu Hong suddenly spoke up: "If I were you, I would have slammed my head against a wall and died long ago."

Yu Xiaogang's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

Those words were like a sharp blade, piercing deep into his already shattered pride.

Yu Xiaogang turned around slowly, his eyes bloodshot, staring daggers at Yu Hong, his chest heaving violently.

"What did you say?" Yu Xiaogang's voice squeezed through his teeth, filled with suppressed, extreme rage.

Yu Hong shrugged, a faint smile hanging on his face as he repeated unhurriedly, "I said, if I were you, I would have slammed my head into a wall and died long ago. What, are your ears not working?"

"Yu Hong! You're courting death!" Yu Xiaogang completely erupted. He grabbed Yu Hong by the collar and yanked him forward. "A piece of trash like you dares to mock me? If you have the guts, come outside and fight me one-on-one!"

Yu Hong looked down at his grabbed collar, then back up at Yu Xiaogang's twisted face, his smile growing even more brilliant.

"One-on-one? Sure."

Yu Xiaogang hadn't expected Yu Hong to agree so readily. He was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Fine, you've got guts! Don't come crying for your mother when it's over!"

"That depends on who ends up crying." Yu Hong gently brushed Yu Xiaogang's hand away, straightened his collar, and walked toward the hall exit first.

This scene, witnessed by the surrounding children, immediately caused a stir.

"A fight! Yu Xiaogang and Yu Hong are going to fight!"

"Hurry and go watch! Two pieces of trash pecking at each other!"

"Hahaha, it's so lively today!"

The children swarmed toward the outside of the hall. Even those who were originally waiting for their awakening couldn't be bothered anymore and ran off to join the commotion.

At the head of the great hall, Yu Yuanzhen's expression grew even uglier.

He had intended to speak up and stop them, but looking at Yu Xiaogang's distraught and furious appearance, he ultimately remained silent.

Perhaps it would be good to let the boy vent.

On the open ground outside the assembly hall, Yu Hong and Yu Xiaogang stood facing each other, surrounded by a circle of children eager for a show.

"Yu Xiaogang, go for it! Beat that trash to a pulp!"

"Yu Hong, go for it too! Let that Pig-Dog Martial Soul taste some real power!"

"Two 0.5-level trash fighting, how long is this going to take?"

Various jeers rose and fell, but neither of them paid any heed.

Yu Xiaogang flexed his wrists, his eyes filled with a fierce, ruthless glint.