Seeking Guidance

Likewise, Yu Xiaogang naturally saw the White-haired Youth approaching.

He immediately barked, "Stop!"

"?"

"Have youngsters these days become so lacking in manners? You barged into a sect's sacred grounds at will. Is that how your elders taught you?"

Yu Xiaogang was clearly taking out his anger on him.

Who was he? No matter what, he was Yu Yuanzhen's son!

Yet when he returned to the clan to see Yu Yuanzhen, he still had to wait for the report to be delivered.

Meanwhile, this brat was walking straight inside without a second thought.

In the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, whose status could possibly be higher than his?

"I'd like to ask instead: why would someone who was expelled from the family still come to the clan?"

Yu Xiaogang did not get angry and merely asked indifferently.

Yu Xiaogang's expression immediately darkened.

Even the clan's juniors knew about this. What a fine Yu Yuanzhen! He was going too far, humiliating him like this!

He would endure it for now.

"Do you know who I am?" Although Yu Xiaogang did not want to argue with some little brat, he simply could not bear such humiliation.

"I know. You're the continent-famous 'Grandmaster' Yu Xiaogang, right?" Yu Xiaogang deliberately stressed the word "Grandmaster."

Yu Xiaogang's emotions, which had only just settled somewhat, stirred again. He had heard the title Grandmaster, which meant he was quite famous. But from that tone, it was obvious that he had heard some unfavorable rumors and had developed a prejudice against him.

"Kid, have you read the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul?"

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang wanted to argue, Yu Xiaogang smiled. "Of course I have."

"Perfect. I have a few doubts I'd like to ask the 'Grandmaster' about." Yu Xiaogang wanted to hear how Yu Xiaogang would answer his questions.

"Hmph. Ask away." Yu Xiaogang still had that much confidence.

He did not believe a child's questions could stump him.

Yu Yuanzhen had learned of Yu Xiaogang's return the moment he arrived.

Just as he was preparing to go out and welcome him, he sensed that his two sons had run into each other.

He simply decided not to show himself yet and see what sparks the two of them would create.

In his view, even if Yu Xiaogang had been reborn, their actual ages should have been about the same.

Now, it seemed they were about to engage in a theoretical debate.

He was also curious to see whose theories were superior.

"First question. In your theory, you stated that Martial Souls are divided only into Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls. Is that correct?"

Yu Xiaogang had thought it would be some difficult question. This was it?

He answered with complete confidence, "Naturally. Martial Souls fall into only two major categories. They are either Beast Martial Souls or Tool Martial Souls."

Yu Xiaogang smiled. "Then do you know that Body Martial Souls also exist? A Martial Soul can be part of one's own body."

"Do you know that there is another special type of Martial Soul called a God-Given Martial Soul?"

"This kind of Martial Soul is neither a conventional Beast Martial Soul nor a Tool Martial Soul. It is a Martial Soul directly formed from a god's source and the imprint of Divine Power—a Martial Soul born when a god's power is projected down upon mortals."

"Those who awaken God-Given Martial Souls are either favored by gods, descendants of gods, or heirs chosen by gods."

"For example, the Qian Family of Spirit Hall. Their Martial Souls are neither Beast Martial Souls nor Tool Martial Souls, but God-Given Angel Martial Souls."

"For another example, the High Priestess of Sea God Island possesses the Sea God Poseidon as her Martial Soul, which is likewise a God-Given Martial Soul."

Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale. This truly touched upon a gap in his knowledge. Body Martial Souls? What were those?

God-Given Martial Souls? Did gods truly exist? He had indeed heard that the Qian Family were descendants of gods.

He simply had not believed it.

He knew nothing about Body Martial Souls, but he did know about the Qian Family's Angel Martial Soul.

Legend had it that Qian Daoliu, invincible in the skies, possessed an Angel Martial Soul.

"My explanation was only meant for commoners. Aristocratic families were not included," Yu Xiaogang could only argue stubbornly.

"Then why did you not write Body Martial Souls into your theory?"

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's pressing question, he did not know how to answer.

"Who knows whether you just made it up?" Yu Xiaogang retorted stubbornly.

He truly had never seen the existence of a Body Martial Soul.

"Because, in this era, most Body Martial Souls are misjudged as Trash Martial Souls. Someone like you, who only ever keeps his eyes on geniuses, naturally would not notice them."

"You said yourself that they are Trash Martial Souls. Then what is the point of recording them?" Yu Xiaogang seemed to have found a loophole in his words and pressed him directly.

"Pay attention to my wording: misjudged. I did not say that Body Martial Souls truly are Trash Martial Souls."

"Body Martial Souls possess a trait that no other Martial Soul has—they can undergo a Second Awakening. After the Second Awakening, their combat strength undergoes a tremendous surge."

In his previous life, he had encountered a Soul Saint whose Martial Soul was a pair of fists.

At the time, he had not understood why such a Martial Soul possessed such extraordinary combat power.

Only later did that Soul Saint reveal this secret to him.

Unfortunately, even in his previous life, he had failed to take in a disciple with a Body Martial Soul.

It counted as a small regret.

That question was settled for now. He had gained an initial judgment of Yu Xiaogang.

"Since you mentioned Trash Martial Souls, I have a theory of yours that I quite agree with."

"There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters."

"Since that theory was written by you, why did you call Body Martial Souls Trash Martial Souls?"

"Was it simply because you had never seen one, so you dismissed it as a Trash Martial Soul?"

Yu Xiaogang's words were relentless. His serious and rigorous habits led him to uncover Yu Xiaogang's flaws in wording and theory step by step.

Yu Xiaogang uttered the word "I," then had nothing more to say.

"Then here is the question: your Martial Soul is Luo Sanpao. According to your own theory, who is the trash?"

Upon hearing that, Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red. "What do you know?! You little brat, how dare you spout such nonsense?!"

"What do I know?" Yu Xiaogang repeated it, then smiled.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yu Xiaogang!"

"?!" Yu Xiaogang was utterly shocked. "It's you?!"

Envy, jealousy, fury—countless emotions flickered across Yu Xiaogang's face. "I don't know why Father gave you the same name as me, but how could someone like you understand my suffering?!"

"You geniuses stand high above everyone else. How could you understand the helplessness of low-level Soul Masters?!"

"Because I am you."

"What... did you say...?" Yu Xiaogang froze, scarcely believing his own ears.

A trace of nostalgia appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face. "It has been a long time since I last called you by that name. Come out, Sanpao."

The Golden Sacred Dragon appeared at his call.

It did not appear through Martial Soul Possession, but manifested independently outside his body!

An Out-of-Body Martial Soul!

The dragon's innate might made Yu Xiaogang's legs tremble, and he collapsed onto the ground.