A Mere Family Servant-You Have Courted Death

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, core disciples' dormitory area, within a small courtyard.

"Xiaogang." A middle-aged man's voice sounded from outside the courtyard, tinged with helplessness and concern.

The sudden familiar voice jolted Yu Xiaogang awake from his vortex of pain.

Perhaps because he had been mentally exhausted these past few days, although the voice sounded familiar, Yu Xiaogang could not tell who it was.

He rose from the bed and walked out of the wooden house. As the sunset's glow shone over his body, the dazzling light made him sway.

"Xiaogang, I already know about what happened to you."

"I never expected that during the years I was in seclusion, you would suffer so many grievances." The middle-aged man's voice was full of concern.

The moment he finished speaking, he instantly appeared before Yu Xiaogang. A powerful hand, carrying dense Soul Power, clamped down on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder. Domineering Soul Power entered his body, restoring some clarity to Yu Xiaogang's mind. Only then did he see who had come.

The person who had suddenly appeared was none other than the current Clan Leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Thunder Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen.

He was also Yu Xiaogang's father, who had been in seclusion for many years.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang with heartache. Yu Xiaogang's appearance was somewhat frightening: his hair was disheveled, his face bloodless, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. His lips were cracked, as though he had not taken care of himself for a long time. He stood in stark contrast to the radiant members of the clan.

"Father, I have disappointed you." Yu Xiaogang forced out a faint smile.

Yu Yuanzhen gently patted his shoulder. "Xiaogang, your talent is indeed somewhat lacking, but that does not mean you have no future."

Yu Xiaogang could not help complaining, "Father, you have been in seclusion for years. Those clan elders simply refused to give me any extra cultivation resources. I merely wanted a little more so I could cultivate diligently. Why could they not understand me? I am clearly your son, yet I have lived such a miserable life. Those elders only care about talent and strength. They cast aside someone like me as though I were worthless. They never consider my feelings. All they know is how to mock and belittle me."

Yu Yuanzhen sighed. "Xiaogang, the clan has its own considerations. Your talent is poor, and the elders worry that investing too many resources in you will yield no returns. But I believe that as long as you are willing to work hard, you will surely find a path that belongs to you."

"Work hard? I have always been working hard, but my Martial Soul is a malignant mutation. My Innate Soul Power is only rank 0.5, and I do not even have extra cultivation resources. How am I supposed to work hard? They simply look down on me. They think I am trash." Yu Xiaogang grew increasingly agitated. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deeply into his palms.

"Xiaogang, do not be so extreme. The clan has its difficulties as well. We cannot think only of ourselves." Yu Yuanzhen tried to persuade his son.

"Father, you are always speaking for the clan. But what about them? During the years you were in seclusion, when did they ever take care of me? I have had enough of their mockery and cold stares. Those so-called elders in the clan never fulfilled their responsibilities as elders. They simply let others bully me. And those peers of mine—each one acts so arrogantly just because he has a bit of talent. What gives them the right?" Venomous resentment flickered in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

Yu Yuanzhen frowned slightly. "Xiaogang, we are family. We all bear the surname Yu and should stand united."

"But Father, I have truly worked very hard. Why is my talent still so poor? And they all mock me too. I am truly so upset." Yu Xiaogang choked out.

Yu Yuanzhen shook his head. "Xiaogang, do not worry. It is merely a malignant Martial Soul mutation. I will definitely find a way to help you resolve the problem of your Martial Soul mutation."

Yu Yuanzhen's words instantly ignited a sliver of hope in Yu Xiaogang. His eyes reddened, and he could not stop himself from kneeling on the ground and bursting into tears.

After a long while, Yu Xiaogang's crying gradually faded. Still sobbing faintly, he said, "Father, I want to ask you for something."

"Speak. As long as it is something I can do for you, I will certainly do it."

Yu Yuanzhen knew that Yu Xiaogang had suffered many grievances over the years, so he indulged him especially.

"I want you to help me punish those clan disciples who mocked me."

Despite Yu Yuanzhen's comfort, the resentment and anger in Yu Xiaogang's heart had not dissipated.

He had once secretly sworn that he would make everyone who mocked him pay the price. Only then could he reclaim his dignity.

Thus, he knelt before his father and asked him to punish those people.

"This..."

Yu Yuanzhen, who had originally wanted to agree, hesitated. After a moment of silence, he turned and walked to the center of the courtyard. With his hands behind his back, he faced away from Yu Xiaogang.

After remaining silent for a long time, he shook his head and finally uttered two words slowly. "No."

"Why, Father? Is this not something that can be settled with a single word from you?"

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and pressed the question.

Yu Yuanzhen frowned. "Xiaogang, doing this will not solve the problem. If they are punished merely for mocking you, it will inevitably chill the hearts of those clan disciples and harm the clan's unity."

"But Father, I truly cannot endure it anymore. Those people have made me lose all face before the clan." Yu Xiaogang cried bitterly.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at his son's pained expression and could hardly bear it. He knew that his son had suffered far too many grievances over the years, but he also understood that doing so would not solve the problem.

In the past, the other clan members had shown him respect and only mocked Yu Xiaogang a little at most. But if he truly acted according to Yu Xiaogang's demands, it would only make matters worse.

However, Yu Xiaogang could not heed his father's advice. There was only one thought in his mind: make everyone who had mocked him pay the price.

"Xiaogang, you must understand that hatred will only cause you to lose yourself. We should look forward." Yu Yuanzhen patiently counseled his son.

"Father, then at least help me kill that family servant surnamed Li, all right?" Yu Xiaogang stood up, his face twisted and his eyes filled with resentment.

He could not bear to see his father caught between the clan and his son. At that moment, Yu Xiaogang thought of that outsider family servant from three days ago, who had relentlessly mocked him.

In his heart, he could endure the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's disciples mocking and ridiculing him. But that family servant was the one exception.

To put it plainly, those clan members were all surnamed Yu, and they were stronger than him.

But what the hell was that Li fellow?

He was merely a descendant of someone who had once pledged allegiance to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

An outsider, a family servant—what right did he have to mock him too?

A servant who insulted his master had already earned himself a death sentence!

Yu Xiaogang did not want that family servant to remain in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for another moment. Whenever he thought about how a family servant had actually looked down on him, he felt like going mad.

"This... fine." Yu Yuanzhen ultimately could not refuse his son and agreed.

Before coming here, he had already thoroughly investigated Yu Xiaogang's circumstances over the years and knew exactly who the family servant Yu Xiaogang spoke of was. He was merely a gatekeeper; any excuse would be enough to deal with him.

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