Gangzi Was About to Become the Rakshasa God!

Luo Sanpao grew angrier and angrier as he spoke, slapping Gangzi's face with his Big Slap while cursing incessantly, spitting all over Gangzi's face.

Gangzi was so dizzy from the beating that if he weren't currently in spirit form, he probably would have been beaten to death by Luo Sanpao.

Gangzi mumbled, "Sanpao, stop... stop hitting me! I... I'm still your master!"

"Pah, Gangzi! Don't you have any self-awareness? You're a useless Soul Grandmaster can only stay at level 29 your whole life. What right do you have to be the master of my noble Golden Sacred Dragon?" Luo Sanpao sneered, probably because he was too angry, thick plumes of white smoke were spewing from his nostrils.

Gradually, Luo Sanpao's body began to expand wildly, transforming into a gigantic Golden Sacred Dragon.

"Gangzi, did you see that? This is the true form of the Golden Sacred Dragon! The real trash is you, a top-tier Lung Mist cultivator who only knows how to plagiarize others' theories and can even cripple geniuses like those with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power, not me Luo Sanpao!"

"You, you..." How could Gangzi bear such humiliation? If he weren't a spirit, he would have already coughed up blood and fainted.

"I'm destined to become a god! Don't you, Luo Sanpao, want to rise to prominence with me and become a divine beast in the Divine Realm?" Gangzi roared, his eyes bloodshot and his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"If you could ascend to the Divine Realm, then pigs could fly! Someone like Gangzi, dreaming of becoming Rakshasa God? At best, you'd be some lowly god in the Divine Realm, in charge of everything!"

Luo Sanpao pointed at Gangzi and launched into a tirade of mockery, then used his thick dragon tail to slap Gangzi's face repeatedly.

"Aaaaaaah!"

After tormenting Gangzi for dozens of hours, Luo Sanpao finally stopped waving his tail and claws, somewhat losing interest, and stopped mocking Gangzi.

"Luo Sanpao, what do you want from me to get through this...?" Gangzi felt his soul weaken. He looked at Luo Sanpao with great difficulty, his Kamisato full of pleading, but deep down there was resentment.

Luo Sanpao didn't even glance at Gangzi, and pondered for a while.

In reality, it had received the decree of the Rakshasa God, so it reluctantly said, "Considering that you, this Big Waste Gang, are a decent punching bag, I'll reluctantly let you go!"

"Phew..." Gangzi breathed a sigh of relief, revealing an embarrassed Checkmark Smile. "Sanpao, what do you need me to do to help me pass the third level?"

"It's very simple." Luo Sanpao sneered, and with a wave of his hand, countless white radishes appeared in front of Gangzi.

"Sanpao, what does that mean?!" Gangzi was a little confused as he looked at the radishes scattered all over the ground.

"Of course, it's for you to pay back everything you owe me!" Luo Sanpao sneered, counting on his dragon claws, and then said, "I've possessed you for so many years, and you've used me to fart 97,863 times. You have to pay it all back."

"For the sake of our years of friendship, I'll let's not count your 97,863. Let's just say you had 97,860 farts. Alright, you can start showing off now."

"If you find yourself out of ink and can't continue the mission, eat two white radishes and then keep going! Otherwise, you can forget about inheriting the Rakshasa Godhood for the rest of your life; you'll just be a level 29 Soul Grandmaster..."

At this point, Luo Sanpao paused, then looked at Gangzi with a sarcastic expression. "Oh, no, if you fail the Divine Trial, you'll lose all your Soul Power. Then you'll just be the lowly peasant you used to despise! Hahahaha..."

Hearing Luo Sanpao's mockery, Gangzi turned bloodshot and he was panting heavily. He couldn't accept the thought of becoming a lung fog without Soul Power!

Boom, boom, boom...

"Once I pass the Master Divine Trial, I will become a Rakshasa God. Today's humiliation is nothing. Just wait, Luo Sanpao! Once I become a Master, I will not let you off easily. I won't make you a Master beast; instead, I'll make you a toilet attendant!"

Time passed slowly, Gangzi lost track of how much time had gone by. His concept of time had become blurred; he simply ate the white radishes mechanically and continued working on completing the Divine Trial...

The cycle repeats itself.

Boom.

Gangzi felt he was out of ink, so he prepared to eat a white radish to recover. But Luo Sanpao suddenly spoke up, "Alright, you good-for-nothing Gangzi, this is your 97,860th Thunderous Fart. Congratulations, you have completed the third test of the Rakshasa God's Ninth Trial!"

"..." Upon hearing Luo Sanpao's words, Gangzi stood there blankly for a long time. Looking at the white radish in his hand, Gangzi gradually began to smile.

At first, he just chuckled softly, but later he started laughing out loud!

"Hahahaha! Finally, finally, finally... This Master is finally about to break free from the shackles of Mortal and ascend to the supreme Godhood! Traitorous disciple Tang San, and Bai Ranmo, Bibi Dong, Liu Erlong... those guys who are already courting death, you just wait for this Master!! Hahahaha..."

Hearing Gangzi's loud laughter, Luo Sanpao clicked his tongue in annoyance. He swung his huge Golden Dragon and flung Gangzi directly out of the vortex of the third level.

"You Stinky Fart Gang!"

"Ahhh!" Gangzi was sent flying.

Having fallen out of the third vortex, Gangzi stood up, feeling somewhat dizzy.

At that moment, a slightly excited female voice rang in Gangzi's mind. "Congratulations, Divine Trial! You have completed the Ninth Trial of the Rakshasa God! The Rakshasa Descent! Divine Trial, you have officially succeeded to the position of Rakshasa God!"

Inheritance progress: 0%, 1%...

Gangzi suddenly burst out of the Rakshasa gate frame, letting out a loud laugh, "Hehehehe..."

A phantom light screen appeared before him, displaying a progress bar that was slowly rising. Once the progress bar reached one hundred percent, he would be completely merged with the Rakshasa Godhood and officially become the Rakshasa God!

"This Master is about to become a god! Xuanwu —quick, quick, quick, activate the Live Broadcast Soul Tool! This Master wants everyone to see how I, the good-for-nothing they used to mock, became a god! Hahaha!"

"Decades of forbearance... Today, I, Yu Xiaogang, will finally become a god!"

"No one will support my lofty ambitions; I will tread the snow to reach the mountain peak myself."

Upon hearing Gangzi's words, Xuanwu's eyelids twitched slightly, but he still activated the Soul Tool live Soul Tool device without hesitation. A huge Soul Tool Screen appeared in the sky above major cities, showing Gangzi's rather ordinary face.

"Mortal, do you see? Grandmaster, the future Rakshasa God, am here! Quickly kneel and worship me!"

After confirming that the Live Broadcast Soul Tool had been activated, Gangzi let out a hearty laugh, and nine Ten-Year Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet!