Yu Xiaogang Castrates Himself

"Why was my life so miserable?"

"I was clearly born into a top-tier clan. I should have become one of heaven's favored sons, so why did I end up like this?"

"If the martial soul I awakened hadn't been Luo Sanpao... if only everything could start over..."

After Yu Xiaogang said this, he experienced the previous dream once more.

This time, Yu Xiaogang spent longer reading the Sunflower Manual, and his memories of it grew increasingly clear.

Yu Xiaogang memorized quite a bit of the Sunflower Manual's contents.

However, Wang Chen did not have Yu Xiaogang begin cultivating the Sunflower Manual from the second dream onward.

That would have been too abrupt, and the impression would not have been deep enough.

After waking up, he would easily become suspicious.

In the end, he might truly choose not to cultivate the Sunflower Manual.

In the dreams that followed, his memories of the other dreams were much the same as those from the first dream.

Only three things changed significantly. First was his dissatisfaction with his current circumstances.

Especially his dissatisfaction with the memories Wang Chen had deduced of him living an unremarkable life and dying in obscurity.

Second, Yu Xiaogang's determination to break free from his fate grew stronger.

Lastly, his memories of reading the Sunflower Manual became increasingly clear. In particular, the line, "It can allow someone with only innate Rank 0.1 soul power to cultivate beyond Rank 30," was deeply branded into Yu Xiaogang's mind.

After repeating the dream eight times, Yu Xiaogang finally remembered the full contents of the Sunflower Manual and tried cultivating it without castrating himself.

But unfortunately, no matter what method Yu Xiaogang used, if he cultivated without castrating himself, yang fire would flare within him. His entire body would itch and ache so badly that he could not even sit still, much less calm his mind and cultivate.

When he forcibly endured all the discomfort in his body and attempted to cultivate through sheer will—

He felt excruciating pain throughout his body, his blood and qi flowed in reverse, and several of his meridians were even ruptured.

He covered himself in blood, yet still failed to cultivate successfully.

It was as if the Sunflower Manual was telling him that without castrating himself, successful cultivation was simply impossible.

Before his eighth attempt, Yu Xiaogang ruthlessly swung his blade and severed a certain part of himself.

Then he discovered that when he cultivated the Sunflower Manual again, all his discomfort had completely vanished.

His body no longer itched, no longer hurt, and his blood and qi no longer flowed in reverse.

After circulating the cultivation method, his entire body felt relaxed and natural.

His soul power had also increased, breaking through to Rank 30.

However, he had wasted far too much time. He had no chance to hunt for his third soul ring and continue cultivating. He once again lived an unremarkable life and died of old age in Notting City.

"The Sunflower Manual in the clan was telling the truth. I must try cultivating the Sunflower Manual."

At the end of the eighth life, Yu Xiaogang developed a determination to change his fate no matter the cost.

Even if it meant cutting off a certain part of himself, he would not hesitate.

During the ninth dream reincarnation, Yu Xiaogang went to the Scripture Pavilion. He did not search for anything else or read any other martial soul theories. He directly pulled out the dust-covered Sunflower Manual from an inconspicuous corner.

Holding the Sunflower Manual, Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed.

"Tomorrow, I'll take one final look and see whether the martial soul I awaken is still Luo Sanpao. If it is, then I must cultivate this Sunflower Manual as soon as possible and break free from my fate."

The next day, Yu Xiaogang once again arrived at the familiar clan martial soul awakening square.

He was still the Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the center of everyone's attention, still the genius people fawned over.

But this time, his heart was different. He no longer believed the flattering words before him.

He only felt that everyone flattering him now was utterly hypocritical, all of them wearing fake smiles.

There was no surprise. Yu Xiaogang still awakened the Luo Sanpao martial soul and was still mocked to his face.

However, this time, Yu Xiaogang was not disappointed. He touched the Sunflower Manual tucked against his chest and revealed a confident smile.

After awakening Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang knew that if he did not cultivate the Sunflower Manual, he would never escape the fate of being a useless waste in this lifetime, nor would he break free from the destiny of living an unremarkable life and dying miserably of old age.

In his ninth life, Yu Xiaogang chose to castrate himself and cultivate the Sunflower Manual.

This time, he truly broke through to Rank 30.

However, this time, when he went out to hunt for a soul ring after reaching Rank 30, he encountered an attack by a high-level soul beast and died unexpectedly.

Just as he thought he would experience a tenth dream, Yu Xiaogang found himself lying in a bathtub.

And he had not returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan before awakening his martial soul at the age of six. Instead, he was at Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy.

Yu Xiaogang remembered everything.

"So everything just now was a dream! I haven't completely lived an unremarkable life and died in obscurity yet." Yu Xiaogang let out a long breath and said in relief.

Then Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his expression firm. "I still have a chance to change my fate."

He recalled the cultivation method he had memorized in his memories and ultimately cultivated successfully—the Sunflower Manual.

Yu Xiaogang rose from the bathtub, took a dagger from his storage space, and raised his hand. Yet his body's instincts made him hesitate, and his hand unconsciously lowered again.

This is my root. Was I really going to cut it off?

But whenever he thought of giving up and not cultivating the Sunflower Manual, the memories from his dream instantly surfaced in his mind.

Mediocre and insignificant, dying miserably of old age without even making a ripple.

That was not the life he wanted. That was not the outcome he wanted.

He wanted to change this damned fate.

The fury and unwillingness in his heart broke through his body's instincts, giving him the courage to raise the blade.

"No, this isn't the life I want. This isn't my destiny."

"I will defy fate and change my life."

"I will cultivate step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, until I reach the very top. I will become a Titled Douluo."

"To hell with my root. Even staying alive is a luxury for me, so what the hell do I need a root for? Becoming a Titled Douluo is my true root."

"It's only half an inch. So what if I lose it!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were resolute. The blade rose and fell, severing that half-inch object cleanly.

Afterward, Yu Xiaogang took out some hemostatic medicine and treated the wound briefly before sitting cross-legged and beginning to cultivate according to the method recorded in the Sunflower Manual.

The moment he began cultivating, he was overwhelmed with delight.

When he used to meditate and cultivate, his body had been like a sieve. No matter how much soul power he painstakingly absorbed, it would all leak away.

But this time, the feeling was different.

Although the soul power accumulated through the Sunflower Manual also dissipated, as it dispersed, that soul power temporarily plugged the leaks in his body, allowing quite a bit of soul power to remain within him.

Because of this, the longer Yu Xiaogang cultivated the Sunflower Manual, the more soul power he accumulated.

He was still level twenty-nine, and he still had not broken through to level thirty.

But Yu Xiaogang could feel that his soul power was indeed increasing bit by bit.

At the same time, he felt that as he cultivated the Sunflower Manual, his body seemed to have broken free from some kind of restraint, becoming much lighter.

It was as though his current self was his true self, while his former self had been bound by some extra object on his body, unable to break free.

Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed.

The spiritual energy around him continuously flowed into Yu Xiaogang's body, and the originally masculine aura around him began changing little by little.

The change was very slow—so slow that no one could notice it with the naked eye in a short period of time.

Yet the change continued without stopping, with no sign of reversal.

If someone familiar with Yu Xiaogang came looking for him again three to five days later, they would definitely notice upon careful observation that Yu Xiaogang had changed.