Yu Xiaolie felt the Blue Lightning Tyrant Martial Soul he had awakened, immensely pleased with himself.
"Yu Xiaogang, you worthless elder brother, I will wash away the disgrace you brought upon Father and the entire clan!"
Not only had Yu Xiaogang awakened a pig-like external Martial Soul, it was also a trash Martial Soul that could do nothing but fart. Someone like that had best leave the clan and never return. Then their father's love and the clan's vast resources could belong entirely to him.
"Second Young Master, it is time to test your Soul Power."
The clan elder kindly reminded Yu Xiaolie, yet a trace of displeasure actually surfaced in Yu Xiaolie's eyes because the elder had interrupted his thoughts.
But here, before such a large crowd, he had to display the bearing expected of a young clan master.
Soon, Yu Xiaolie greeted him with a smile and strode forward, extending his right hand and placing it on the Soul Power testing crystal ball.
In an instant, blue light blazed.
"There it is! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's greatest genius is about to emerge!"
"What level of Innate Soul Power is that?"
"Could his talent be close to Innate Full Soul Power, like Tang Hao back then?"
As the blue light continued to intensify, many of the spectators' hearts rose into their throats. They all wanted to see the Innate Soul Power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan master's son.
At that moment, the entire hall was terrifyingly silent, and the blue light seemed to have reached its peak.
"Is that... is that Innate Full Soul Power?"
"The eleventh Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power in nearly three hundred years is about to be born."
Before the clan elder conducting the awakening could announce the Innate Soul Power level aloud, many spectators rose to their feet one after another, pointing at the Soul Power testing ball as they spoke with immense excitement.
Yet shortly after everyone was struck with astonishment, the light inside the Soul Power testing ball began to drop rapidly, only finally stopping when it approached a stable level.
"Level seven Innate Soul Power!"
"Level seven Innate Soul Power? How could this happen? Wasn't it supposed to be Innate Full Soul Power?"
Yu Yuanzhen had been waiting for the announcement of Innate Full Soul Power. When he saw the actual result and the stiff expressions of the two sect masters beside him, whose smiles did not reach their eyes, he suppressed his displeasure and declared loudly,
"As expected of my son! Level seven Innate Soul Power. I am very pleased."
"Congratulations, Brother Yu, on gaining a little genius. With proper nurturing, he will surely become a Titled Douluo."
Yu Yuanzhen merely smiled in response to Tang Zhen's words. He knew very well that he had lost, and lost thoroughly, especially before the Clear Sky Sect.
The potential of level seven Innate Soul Power could be called ordinary talent-falling short of those above, but surpassing those below.
Even if vast quantities of clan resources were used to nurture him, Yu Xiaolie's greatest achievement in this lifetime would only be level ninety-two or ninety-three. After all, Yu Yuanzhen himself had possessed level eight Innate Soul Power, yet he was already sixty years old and had only just broken through to Titled Douluo.
Yu Xiaolie, who possessed the same Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, would only reach Titled Douluo later than his father, and there was even a very small chance that he would fail to break through.
"Why? Why was Xiaolie's awakened Innate Soul Power still so low when he clearly took Thunder Breath Grass?"
Yu Yuanzhen sank into deep self-reproach. Suddenly, his thoughts turned to the two sons who had previously undergone their awakenings within the clan.
"One had a mutated Martial Soul with meager Innate Soul Power. The other? Another trash Martial Soul, and a sick Martial Soul at that."
Whenever Yu Yuanzhen thought of Yu Xiaogang, he inevitably remembered Long Qianming, who possessed the same kind of Martial Soul. That sense of humiliation instantly flooded his mind, and his hands unconsciously clenched.
"That unfilial son has sent no word for so many years. He is most likely dead. His death would be a good thing, too. At least the clan elders would no longer have anything to hold over me."
"No matter what, Yu Xiaolie, who awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, will no longer be trash. As long as I teach him with care, one day my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will gain another Titled Douluo."
Then Yu Yuanzhen cast aside everything that weighed upon him and looked solemnly at the somewhat dejected Yu Xiaolie below, offering encouragement.
"My child, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is the strongest dragon Martial Soul. Soul Masters of the same level must all meet defeat and death before Soul Masters with our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. You are my child. You must not become discouraged over your Innate Soul Power."
"Father, I understand."
His confidence rekindled, Yu Xiaolie held his head high and puffed out his chest, walking to one side with an air of refusing to bow to anyone, where he quietly watched the other clan disciples awaken their Martial Souls.
The more several spectators seated nearby looked at Yu Xiaolie standing before them with his arms folded across his chest, brimming with arrogance and even exuding an air of "I'm number one under heaven," the more displeased they became.
Especially after several pots of wine had left them groggy, some words slipped out of their mouths.
"What does someone with level seven Innate Soul Power have to be so arrogant about? Is his talent greater than Tang Hao's? He isn't even as good as Tang Xiao."
"How presumptuous. You need some ability to be so conceited. Without that talent, he should just keep his head down and do what a young clan master ought to do."
"Well said, brother. Let me toast you. Ah, what a pity! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will have to sit on that title of second on the continent for another several decades, perhaps a century."
Having heard every word clearly, Yu Xiaolie turned toward those disciples from other sects who liked making snide remarks. His hands clenched into fists, and anger had already risen within him.
Just wait. Once the banquet ends and I catch you alone, I will make you pay the price you deserve.
Anyone who insults my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and looks down on me, Yu Xiaolie, must receive the punishment they deserve.
As the celebrations and Martial Soul Awakening ceremony continued, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan still produced no Soul Masters with level eight Innate Soul Power or above this time.
The highest was merely one junior with a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and level seven-point-five Innate Soul Power, and that junior belonged to Yu Luomian's branch.
It could be said that Yu Yuanzhen's grand invitation to Soul Masters from across the world to witness their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Martial Soul Awakening ceremony had not only failed to achieve his intended effect, but had also sewn a wedding gown for Yu Luomian's branch.
At that moment, inside Thunder Academy, Yu Xiaogang happily emerged from meditation.
"I finally broke through! I've reached level nineteen Soul Power!"
No sooner had he spoken than Yu Xiaogang could no longer bear it. He hurriedly put on a specially made mask and promptly withdrew Luo Sanpao into his body, lest his nonstop farting fill the luxurious, detached dormitory in which he lived alone with poisonous gas.
Ever since he had arrived at the academy, the clan had continued sending him cultivation resources at regular intervals, without interruption.
Moreover, in every theoretical examination at the academy, Yu Xiaogang consistently held first place, earning a certain amount of resources.
Thus, although his current resources were few, they were entirely sufficient.
However, whenever he released his Luo Sanpao Martial Soul and first Soul Skill during a practical combat examination, he would always suffer the ridicule of others.
Gradually, apart from a few everyday matters, almost none of his fellow students at the academy had much contact with him.