Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 450, Page 469: Sliding into an even deeper abyss of lung fog.

Tianmeng asked, "Then what methods are there to stop this trend of dropping levels?"

Huo Yuhao said, "It's not that there's no way. If someone transfers soul power to Yu Xiaogang, or if Yu Xiaogang absorbs rare and precious treasures to convert into soul power, this portion of soul power can be released in place of his original soul power level. However—"

Huo Yuhao then changed the subject: "This method also has side effects."

"side effect?"

“The injection and release of a large amount of external resources will cause the gap in the measuring cup to widen, and the amount of leakage will increase. The more it leaks, the more it needs external forces to transfer soul power or rare treasures to support its realm and prevent it from falling. This vicious cycle will continue until either the external resources are exhausted or the gap becomes so large that nothing can compensate for it. In the end, Gangzi will still have his level reset to zero and his martial soul will disappear,” Huo Yuhao said.

Tianmeng opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. After a long while, she gave Huo Yuhao a thumbs up and said, "I don't know what to say, I only have one sentence: Brother Hao, you did a great job."

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was sitting on the ground in despair and helplessness in his divine vision, Huo Yuhao said, "Although Tang San and I are sworn enemies, we do have something in common: watching this maggot struggle desperately against fate. What is level 29? Keep falling! Watching this maggot slide from the lung fog into an even deeper abyss, watching it wriggle and struggle, is truly a pleasure."

Gangzi was filled with despair and helplessness at this moment.

He desperately wanted to break through level 29 and get rid of the reputation of being a "lung fog" (a term used to describe someone who is stuck in a bad way), but reality played a cruel joke on him, and he actually slid into the abyss of losing levels.

Why? I, Yu Xiaogang, was born with a noble bloodline and should be high above all others, looking down on all living beings. Why has fate played one cruel joke on me, Yu Xiaogang, time and time again? It's bad enough that I haven't been able to cross the shackles of level 29 in this life, but why do you have to take away the soul power that I painstakingly cultivated with 200 times the effort? Why do I have to suffer such unfair treatment?

If, as Gu Rong just said, his soul power was only being lost at a rate of dripping water, then Yu Xiaogang wouldn't be in such despair now. But what's going on now? Every time he farts, he loses a portion of his cultivation level. At this rate, his soul power level will be basically wiped out within a few days, unless he never farts again in his life.

After a long pause, Yu Xiaogang finally stood up, turned his short hair, and began to think about what to do.

Suddenly, his belly swelled up again—

The man with the crew cut's expression changed drastically. He looked at Gu Rong pleadingly and said, "Gu Rong, please help me, I beg you, it's back again!"

Gu Rong said helplessly, "But how can I help you, Alliance Leader Xiao Gang!"

"I'll help you with anything, just tell me not to fart," Yu Xiaogang pleaded.

"How about I seal your private parts?" Gu Rong asked.

"Yes, yes, let's seal it off first." Xiao Gang didn't care about anything else.

Seeing this, Gu Rong sent a wisp of soul power over to block Gangzi's penis.

Gangzi finally didn't have to hold it in anymore. He breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about what to do.

"Alliance Leader Xiao Gang, is there really no problem with your stomach like this?" Gu Rong pointed at Yu Xiao Gang's stomach and said with a strange look.

Yu Xiaogang looked down at his stomach and noticed it had become quite swollen. He said, "There shouldn't be any problems for now. Let's think about how to solve this level-drop issue first."

As the saying goes, God closes a door and prevents you from seeking freedom, but God forgot to close the window.

The fart that had been stuck in Xiao Gang's stomach finally found an outlet. Yu Xiao Gang suddenly felt nauseous. His face changed, and he seemed to realize something. He quickly covered his mouth to try to stop what was about to come out.

"Alliance Leader Xiao Gang, what's wrong?" Gu Rong asked, approaching Yu Xiao Gang with a puzzled expression. "Waaah, waaaah," Yu Xiao Gang whimpered, looking at Gu Rong for help.

Yu Xiaogang's mouth was forced open, and a foul-smelling yellow gas, formed from his soul power yearning for freedom, burst out and sprayed all over Gu Rong's face.

Gu Rong was covered in the stench of Yu Xiaogang's fart. For a moment, he wanted to slap the pig to death, but after calming down and looking at Yu Xiaogang's condition, he almost couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Xiaogang's cultivation level: mid-level 28 - peak perfection 27.

This time, they completely deviated from the expected pattern, causing Yu Xiaogang to drop a whole level.

"Alliance Leader Xiao Gang, you've dropped another level." Gu Rong's words carried a hint of schadenfreude.

"Ah, no, no, my level, don't leave me!" The crew-cut man immediately showed a bitter face. He cried out in despair, using both his mouth and nose to try to absorb the soul power level that he had released back. However, all of this was in vain.

After a long silence, Yu Xiaogang, his eyes bloodshot, raised his head and roared, "I was born high above, possessing the noble bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. I am not a Lung Mist, nor should I become a Lung Mist of the same level as a commoner. I will never allow my level to continue to drop, and to eventually become a commoner like me. I will never allow it—"

Immediately afterwards, the man with the short hair turned to look at Gu Rong and said firmly, "Gu Rong, I need to cultivate back to my original level. I'll have to trouble you with the rest of my cultivation."

So, Gu Rong began to pass on his skills to Yu Xiaogang again.

He channeled a slight amount of soul power into Yu Xiaogang's veins, while Yu Xiaogang absorbed the soul power that Gu Rong had transferred and began cultivating.

This had always been their cultivation method, but this time the situation changed. After Gu Rong's soul power was transferred in, Yu Xiaogang felt something unusual in his body. He didn't pay attention to it and instead used Gu Rong's soul power to cultivate.

As he continued his practice, his belly swelled up again.

Then--

"Oh no, it's here!" Yu Xiaogang said, on the verge of tears.

Gu Rong hurriedly interrupted the transmission of power and slipped aside.

Yu Xiaogang held it in for so long that he finally couldn't hold back any longer—

With a hiss, a foul-smelling gas was released.

"No, no, I don't want to leave you." A pained expression appeared on the man with the crew cut.

"Alliance Leader Xiao Gang, is it possible that what just happened was just a normal fart?" Gu Rong said, "You haven't lost your level."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately circulated his internal energy and checked that he was still at the peak of level 27. He breathed a sigh of relief and then asked Gu Rong to continue transferring his internal energy to him for cultivation.

However, during the subsequent power transfer process, every time Gu Rong injected soul power into Yu Xiaogang's body, the final result was that Yu Xiaogang would fart.

Gu Rong thought of a possibility, and his face turned ugly: "Could it be that you actually turned the soul power I passed on to you into a fart?"

(End of this chapter)