Yu Yuanzhen captured the soul beast and took a closer look, only to find that it was only a 200-year-old soul beast.
"Although I don't know how the Golden Holy Dragon cultivates, are you sure you want to absorb this soul beast?" Yu Yuanzhen asked suspiciously.
Yu Xiaogang said seriously: "The Golden Holy Dragon is a soul beast that mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit, and its attributes should be consistent with lightning. The Lightning Skunk is a soul beast with lightning attributes. If you can absorb the soul ring produced by this soul beast, its lightning attribute will definitely activate my Luo Sanpao's bloodline and produce a powerful soul skill."
"Since you have decided, then kill this soul beast." Yu Yuanzhen said no more.
Yu Xiaogang killed the soul beast, and a yellow-orange soul ring appeared on the skunk's body. Yu Xiaogang couldn't wait to pull the soul ring over and absorb it.
Although the absorption process was painful, it was still within the range that Yu Xiaogang could bear. After a while, he completed the absorption.
Yu Xiaogang was filled with excitement. You know, with his innate soul power, most people in Douluo Continent cannot become soul masters. And he finally officially stepped into the realm of soul masters. Although he is still a waste, there is a world of difference between soul masters and non-soul masters. Soul masters are naturally superior, and Yu Xiaogang is confident that with his 200 times harder practice, he will be able to activate the blood of the Golden Holy Dragon in the future, break through the Great Soul Master, Soul Master, Soul Master, and even... Titled Douluo!
"Okay, stop being intoxicated." Yu Yuanzhen put his hands behind his back and said, "Summon your martial soul and use your first soul skill on me, so that your father can test the strength of your first soul skill."
"Okay, father." After absorbing the first soul ring, Yu Xiaogang was intoxicated by it and didn't even have time to test his first soul skill. Hearing his father's words, he immediately stood up and shouted majestically: "Luo Sanpao."
The purple little beast that looked like a mixture of a pig and a dog appeared in front of the two with a puff, and a yellow-orange soul ring lingered on Luo Sanpao's body.
Yu Yuanzhen looked Luo Sanpao up and down, a little disappointed. He did not see any changes in Luo Sanpao after absorbing this soul ring.
"First soul skill--"
The soul ring lit up, and Luo Sanpao's face showed a serious expression. Then it soared into the air and floated to a state where it faced Yu Yuanzhen.
What is the first soul skill? Is it a strong attack soul skill with electric attributes, or a soul skill of agility attack? Yu Yuanzhen looked at Luo Sanpao's ugly face and guessed.
Suddenly, Luo Sanpao's pig face wrinkled, as if he was holding back something.
Yu Yuanzhen was puzzled.
Suddenly, Luo Sanpao turned around and pointed his fat purple buttocks at Yu Yuanzhen.
What is he doing? Is he trying to use soul skills such as collision with electric attributes or rapid collision? Yu Yuanzhen guessed.
As if it was instinctive, Yu Xiaogang suddenly roared arrogantly: "Your fart is like thunder, it will shake the sky and crack the earth, Luo Sanpao."
With a puff, a thick and sticky yellow gas visible to the naked eye sprayed out from Luo Sanpao's back door and rushed straight into Yu Yuanzhen's face.
The thick yellow fog rushed to Yu Yuanzhen's face. The strong impact blew off Yu Yuanzhen's jade hairpin. His hair was messy in the fart wind. The yellow smoke spread around, emitting a foul smell.
Yu Xiaogang lowered his head and couldn't see his facial expression.
In the strong fart, Yu Yuanzhen also lowered his head and couldn't see his facial expression.
The two fell into a strange silence at this moment. Silence is better than words!
When the smoke gradually dissipated, Yu Yuanzhen broke the silence between the two: "I say... Xiaogang, I see that you have officially become a soul master now. This is enough. Go back and learn some business skills. In the future, your father can entrust you with the livelihood of the sect and the chamber of commerce."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was immediately anxious. He heard the implicit meaning of his father's words-his father was going to give up on him. If his father, the master of the sect, gave up on him, without the sect's three times cultivation resources, and without his father to pass on his skills and practice for him, then his journey as a soul master would end here.
Letting himself stop at the level of a first-ring soul master at level 11 forever, watching Yu Xiaomen, whom he used to look down upon, practice step by step, and eventually become a Titled Douluo, reaching the peak of the continent, and letting himself look up to his back forever, this is more painful than killing Yu Xiaogang.
No, father, you can't give up on me, you can't! I still count on the resources of the sect, and you to help me pass on the skills and practice, step by step, and finally awaken the bloodline, become a Titled Douluo, and surpass Yu Xiaomen, the bastard.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly had an idea and said, "Father, I don't want to give up halfway. Maybe my first soul skill is not ideal, but I feel that my Luo Sanpao bloodline has awakened a little. I believe that as long as I continue to practice and continue to add soul rings, one day, my Luo Sanpao will be promoted to a golden holy dragon."
Of course, this is Yu Xiaogang's serious nonsense. Luo Sanpao, who absorbed the thunder skunk soul ring, is still the same Luo Sanpao, and has nothing to do with the golden holy dragon.
"What did you say, Luo Sanpao's bloodline has awakened?" Yu Yuanzhen looked at Luo Sanpao in surprise, and looked him up and down, but still could not see anything.
Yu Xiaogang continued to talk nonsense: "Father, Luo Sanpao's bloodline has only awakened slightly, and only I, the owner of the martial spirit, can feel it. I believe that as long as he perseveres, Luo Sanpao will eventually transform into a holy dragon."
"Are you sure? I said that this road will be difficult." Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Xiaogang with a scrutinizing eye.
In Yu Yuanzhen's eyes, the stubborn little flat-headed man put his hands behind his back, raised his chin proudly, and said: "No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I, Yu Xiaogang, will definitely practice. I am not as talented as others, so I will make up for it with hard work. If one time of hard work doesn't work, then I will work a hundred times or two hundred times. But I firmly believe that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters."
"Hahahaha." Yu Yuanzhen stroked his beard and laughed, sweeping away the depression in his heart. He came to Yu Xiaogang, patted him on the back, and said, "Good, good, you are ambitious, and you are worthy of being my son, Yu Yuanzhen. Don't worry, go forward bravely, your father will give you all the support where he can help you, but don't let me down."
Yu Xiaogang said seriously, "Don't worry, father, I won't let you down."
So, the father and son returned to the sect after hunting the first soul ring. The news that Yu Xiaogang became a soul master did not decrease, but increased. Why? Because his first soul skill turned out to be farting?
Faced with the humiliation of the people around him, Yu Xiaogang had to bear the humiliation. Consuming three times the core disciple resources of the sect every month, as well as his old father's teaching and cultivation - no, cross it out - he steadily improved his strength after putting in two hundred times more effort than others. He believes that hard work pays off. One day, he, Yu Xiaogang, will make those who look down on him pay the price.
(End of this chapter)