Yu Xiaogang Takes Me Away from the Family? Simulate and Become Stronger!

Yu Tianjue looked as if he had been dealt a heavy blow, standing dazed on the spot. In reality, however, he wasn't grieving over his mutated martial soul, but was instead focused on the voice that had just echoed in his mind.

[Simulation System]

[Simulate life, experience different lives, and receive corresponding rewards based on your life score. The higher the life score, the better the reward, and vice versa.]

[Current available simulations: 1]

[Start simulation?]

Starting with a trash martial soul didn't matter; having a golden finger was enough.

Yu Tianjue let out a long sigh, his gaze falling upon his martial soul. Seeing the little creature, pitch-black all over, he didn't actually feel much of a stir in his heart.

It bore some resemblance to Yu Xiaogang's martial soul. Since Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao possessed a trace of the Light Sacred Dragon's bloodline, his own martial soul should logically be the same.

When it had first condensed into a physical form, he had clearly seen a distinct dragon shadow; it was just that, for some unknown reason, the condensation had failed at the final moment.

Perhaps... it was because his innate soul power was too low, or maybe there was some other reason.

If he didn't have this golden finger, he might have been distressed, but now...

He could completely defy the heavens and change his fate!

Yu Tianjue crouched down and gathered the "moo-moo" bleating martial soul—which looked like a dog yet not a dog, a pig yet not a pig—into his arms. As soon as he looked up, he saw Yu Tianheng running over.

He spread his arms, shielding Yu Tianjue behind him, and glared fiercely at the people whispering around them: "Tianjue is my younger brother. It is not your place to gossip about matters between us brothers!"

Hearing this, a warmth stirred in Yu Tianjue's heart.

Fine, just for that gesture, I'll accept you as my big brother, even if you only crawled out a few minutes before me.

Yu Yuanzhen also walked over slowly, waving his hand with great majesty: "Since the martial souls have all been awakened, take your children and disperse. In the future, practice diligently and serve the family and the sect at an early date."

After driving everyone else out of the great hall, Yu Yuanzhen let out a heavy, troubled breath, a complex look appearing in his eyes.

But before he could speak, Yu Xiaogang took the initiative:

"Father, let me take Tianjue and leave the sect."

The corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth curled into a bitter smile: "Tianjue's martial soul is extremely similar to mine, and I truly do not want to see what happened to me repeat itself. Besides, Tianjue is still so young."

"Over these many years, I have come to understand my own martial soul quite well. If I take Tianjue away, perhaps I can find a turning point for him. It would be better than him staying in the clan to suffer cold glares and bullying."

Yu Xiaogang said a lot in one breath, his eyes filled with sincerity.

Yu Tianjue believed that Yu Xiaogang's words were genuine, but... could you please look at your own capabilities before saying such things?

You take me away, and that will lead to a turning point for my martial soul?

If you really had that ability, would you still be unable to break through to level thirty?

If I leave the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect with you, I'll truly be finished!

Seeing that Yu Yuanzhen seemed moved, Yu Tianjue quickly cupped his hands and said: "Grandfather, a trash martial soul is a trash martial soul. It just means I'm not cut out to be a soul master. I don't want to go off and struggle with Second Uncle; I'd rather stay in the sect and help with chores."

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen frowned subconsciously, and Yu Xiaogang became even more anxious:

"Tianjue! There are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters. You have only just awakened your martial soul, how can you be so degenerate? Why are you unwilling to even try?"

"That's right, Brother Tianjue, why don't you try practicing? Maybe Second Uncle really does have a way to help you?"

Yu Tianheng also looked over with a worried expression.

At these words, the corners of Yu Tianjue's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

There's that line again—no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters... Before you say that, could you please take a look at yourself!

Yu Tianjue sighed inwardly, "If Second Uncle really had a way, he wouldn't still be stuck below level thirty. To put it bluntly, if I leave the sect with Second Uncle and we run into a soul beast that's a few hundred years old, it would be a life-or-death situation."

"Grandfather, you wouldn't want the next news you receive after we leave to be the report of our deaths, would you?"

"You!"

A flash of anger crossed Yu Xiaogang's face, clearly stung by Yu Tianjue's point: "You are beyond help!"

With that, Yu Xiaogang flicked his sleeves and left in a huff.

Seeing this, Yu Yuanzhen's eyes narrowed slightly, but he only let out a low, weary sigh.

First, there was Yu Xiaogang, who brought him great shame. He had finally decided to pour his heart and soul into the younger generation, only for Yu Tianjue to awaken a mutated trash martial soul, causing him to lose face once again.

And yet, one was his own son, and the other was his own grandson...

Sigh!

What a mess!

After bickering with Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Tianheng for a while longer, Yu Tianjue finally returned to his room.

The first thing Yu Tianjue did upon returning was to activate his Simulation System.

A mutated trash martial soul, level one innate soul power, the strange looks of others, the secret mockery... he hoped that after this life simulation, such days would finally come to an end.

[Simulation starting...]

[Loading world line...]

[Life simulation officially starting.]

Accompanied by the system's prompt, a flash of white light erupted before my eyes. My consciousness detached and ascended, drifting away as if floating toward an unknown destination.

[Your father and mother are the leader and deputy leader of a mercenary group active in the Frozen Forest. Your father possesses the strength of a six-ring Soul Emperor, while your mother is a five-ring Soul King who has just reached level sixty.]

[In order to hunt a suitable soul ring for your mother, your parents led the mercenary group to the Frozen Forest. Unfortunately, your mother's martial soul is extremely rare, and there were no soul rings in the Frozen Forest suitable for her.]

[With no other choice, they had no option but to head toward the even more dangerous Far North.]

[The Far North proved to be a bountiful place. Before long, your mother found a suitable soul beast to serve as her sixth soul ring, but the strength of this beast exceeded their expectations.]

[After a desperate struggle, they still failed to slay the soul beast and could only watch helplessly as it escaped. Many in the group were injured, and worse yet, triggered by the intensity of the battle, your mother, who was eight months pregnant, was forced into premature labor.]

[Fortunately, there was a healing-type soul master within the mercenary group. The team took a brief rest, and your mother safely gave birth to you.]

[You were born amidst a world of ice and snow.]