The onlookers buzzed with discussion. Although they restrained themselves and lowered their voices, Yu Yuanzhen still heard them.
But what could he say?
Besides, everything they said was true. He might be the clan leader, but if he used his power to silence them now, he would lose their hearts.
Yu Luomian looked at Yu Yuanzhen and could not help sneering. "Big Brother, look at the fine son you raised!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang had a bad feeling.
His father and the others must have seen him screaming in agony just now.
And what about the other clan disciples around him? How would these people mock him in the future?
No! No!!
Wait, I haven't finished awakening my martial soul! I can awaken it again now! It'll definitely work this time!
Yu Xiaogang was thinking that as long as he awakened a martial soul with outstanding talent, the others would not dare gossip.
Just then, he saw the elders beside Yu Luomian begin shaking their heads and sighing.
"Clan Leader, this really is... sigh..."
"What a pity..."
"If he'd held on a little longer, he might have awakened it successfully. But now it looks like his martial soul has degenerated. He was so close..."
"Yes, perhaps he only needed a little longer, but he couldn't hold on. What a pity..."
The elders all shook their heads and sighed, looking at Yu Xiaogang with frustration at his failure to measure up.
Hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang felt as though a thunderbolt had struck him out of a clear sky. He stood frozen.
The martial soul awakening was over?
His martial soul had degenerated?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Yu Xiaogang could not accept this. Realizing he had not seen where his martial soul was, he looked urgently at his father.
"Father! The awakening can still continue, right?!"
"I'll definitely hold on this time! I'll definitely awaken my martial soul!"
Yu Yuanzhen felt deeply humiliated and wanted to slap Yu Xiaogang, but with so many people watching, he had to maintain his dignity as clan leader.
"Shut up!"
"What kind of behavior is all this shouting and screaming?!"
Yu Yuanzhen berated his son, then reminded him with a dark expression, "Your martial soul has already finished awakening. You can summon it with your mind!"
Yu Xiaogang shrank back at his reaction and began summoning his martial soul with his mind.
But he vaguely remembered that during the awakening, his martial soul had seemed to be a dragon-shaped phantom-and a golden giant dragon at that?
The thought restored Yu Xiaogang's confidence, and he immediately shouted with renewed certainty.
"Come forth! My golden giant dragon!"
All of you who mocked me, Yu Xiaogang-open your eyes wide and take a good look!
Faint soul power rippled around Yu Xiaogang, and a purple Piglet was summoned, landing beside his feet.
The entire crowd instantly fell silent, the atmosphere so quiet that one could almost hear a pin drop.
Once someone recovered, they could not hold back a snort of laughter. More people followed, stifling their laughter.
"That thing looks like a Piglet, doesn't it?"
"Wait, how can a martial soul like this even exist?"
"Maybe the golden giant dragon degenerated into this because Yu Xiaogang couldn't hold on?"
Yu Xiaogang looked stunned as he stared at the purple Piglet beside his feet, disbelief in his eyes.
Hadn't this pig been kicked away just now?
Why had it appeared again?
Wait, could this pig be...
As a possibility occurred to Yu Xiaogang, he broke down inside and could not help cursing his own martial soul.
"Where's my golden giant dragon?!"
"Give it back to me!"
Yu Xiaogang grabbed the Piglet and squeezed its neck hard with both hands. "Give me back my golden giant dragon! Give it back!"
The purple Piglet struggled incessantly before dissipating back into Yu Xiaogang's body. Yu Xiaogang immediately felt himself suffocating, as though his neck were being squeezed so tightly that he could not breathe.
Watching this, Yu Luomian felt ashamed to be Yu Xiaogang's second uncle and could not help shouting at him.
"Enough!"
"You disgraceful wretch!"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Yu Yuanzhen and demanded again, "Big Brother, look at what kind of thing you've raised!"
Yu Yuanzhen was also so furious and humiliated that he wished he could give Yu Xiaogang several hard slaps.
But a sliver of hope remained in his heart. After all, the dragon-shaped phantom earlier had been real, and his own martial soul had been suppressed by its draconic might.
Perhaps even if the martial soul had degenerated, his innate soul power was still quite good?
"Xiaogang! Quiet down!"
After berating his son, Yu Yuanzhen took out a soul power testing crystal ball and tossed it in front of Yu Xiaogang.
"Put your hand on the testing crystal ball!"
He thought that as long as his innate soul power was not poor, he would swallow his pride and secure resources for his son to continue nurturing him.
At the sight of the testing crystal ball, hope rose again in Yu Xiaogang's heart. Right, I have innate full soul power! I still have talent for cultivation!
He reached out and grabbed the crystal ball, staring fixedly at it as he panted like an ox.
The crystal ball lit up with an almost imperceptible glow, so faint it was nearly invisible without a close look.
Yu Xiaogang's heart lurched. He desperately tried to pour in soul power, but he had already exhausted it.
Seeing this, Yu Luomian looked at Yu Xiaogang with utter disappointment and announced the result outright.
"Yu Xiaogang, martial soul degenerated into a Piglet. Innate soul power: half a rank."
Yu Luomian had not expected Yu Xiaogang to fall short of even rank one innate soul power. His eyes were filled with the frustration of seeing iron fail to become steel.
"Worthless wretch! An absolute piece of trash!"
Hearing the result, the others around them immediately exclaimed in shock and broke into discussion.
"What? Half a rank?"
"Innate soul power can come in half ranks?"
"Someone with this kind of talent is the sect master's son?"
"The sect master is a Titled Douluo! How could his son have this kind of talent? Could someone have put a green hat on the sect master?"
"Could Yu Xiaogang not be the sect master's son?"
"Heavens, you can't say things like that!"
Hearing their discussion, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly felt, for some inexplicable reason, as though there were something green atop his head. But after thinking it over, he felt it was impossible.
Meanwhile, hearing the others' discussion, Yu Xiaogang utterly broke down. He raised his sleeve to hide his face, lowered his head, and fled.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang actually run away, Yu Luomian froze briefly before feeling even more humiliated.
"Big Brother, look at the way he's behaving!"
"He has absolutely no sense of responsibility! How did you father such a thing? Is this Yu Xiaogang really your son?"
Yu Yuanzhen opened his mouth but could not speak. His straight back unconsciously stooped, as though he had aged in an instant.
What had happened in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could not have been concealed even if they wanted to hide it, because too many people had witnessed it.
The son of the illustrious Thunder Douluo actually had a Piglet for a martial soul, with only half a rank of innate soul power.
There were even rumors that Thunder Douluo had been cuckolded, that Yu Xiaogang was not Thunder Douluo's son, and that no one knew whose bastard he was.
Even Yu Yuanzhen's title of Thunder Douluo was gradually becoming Cuckold Douluo behind his back.
That evening, at Spirit Hall.
When little Bibi Dong saw that Fang Yuan had become a handsome, fine-featured youth after completing his transformation, her eyes widened and her mouth fell slightly open.
Wait, who are you?
Rakshasa Bibi Dong released Fang Yuan, her expression filled with exhaustion as she chided him lightly in a languid voice.
"I never imagined you were so formidable, Little Yuan. You've worn your auntie out completely."
Little Bibi Dong: "???"
Qian Daoliu outside the door: "???"
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