Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"I wonder if the master has ever thought about why the martial soul fusion skill of your Golden Iron Triangle is the Golden Sacred Dragon?"

I heard the name of the Golden Trio again.

Yu Xiaogang was taken aback.

Thinking of all the things Liu Erlong did in Ye Qiu's arms, and how she wished she could kill him.

A look of pain flashed across his face.

But he was quickly stumped by the question posed by Soul Wind...

He had never thought about this question before: why would a Golden Sacred Dragon appear in a Spirit Fusion Technique?!

Hunfeng saw Yu Xiaogang deep in thought.

I smiled inexplicably.

There was mockery, disdain, and a hint of anticipation.

The outcome of a martial soul fusion skill must be traceable.

He had long suspected that one of the members of the Golden Iron Triangle must have a martial soul related to the Golden Sacred Dragon.

At first, he thought that Liu Erlong would be the only one among them to possess a dragon-type martial soul.

But after meeting Yu Xiaogang and learning about his life, he had already made up his mind.

The key lies with Yu Xiaogang!

He felt that... Yu Xiaogang's potential was actually no less than that of so-called geniuses.

It's just that the martial spirit hasn't fully evolved yet.

After thinking for a long time, Yu Xiaogang shook his head: "Mr. Hunfeng, I'm not quite sure about this issue either."

Hunfeng smiled and shook his head.

"No, actually the master should already have the answer in his heart, after all, you are the key figure in the Golden Iron Triangle."

Yu Xiaogang was taken aback.

He did indeed want to say it was his own fault.

But... his Luo Sanpao, who only knew how to fart, really made him dare not presume to rival the prestige of the Golden Holy Dragon.

"Master, you're reading... cough cough. After years of research, you should understand that your martial soul is the result of mutation... Is there a way to induce it to mutate again... or perhaps evolve?"

Hunfeng looked at Yu Xiaogang with a smile.

A few casual words stirred up a storm in Yu Xiaogang's heart.

"Mr. Soul Wind, do you possess this method?! Please teach me...!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang fully demonstrated what it means to be humble and ask questions; the dejection and despondency in his eyes transformed into hope.

"Master, please be patient and let me explain slowly..."

Hunfeng calmly sipped his tea with a smile on his lips. Compared to Yu Xiaogang, he seemed more like a master.

His reassurances did not diminish Yu Xiaogang's fervor.

After years of exploration and research, Hunfeng has gained some insights and mastered some methods to revert bloodlines to their ancestral form.

Soul Wind said calmly:

"The simplest method is to extract the bloodline of the other two members of the Golden Iron Triangle and let you devour it. In this way, evolution is very likely to occur... and the direction of evolution can be controlled to some extent."

Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment, thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but frown.

"What about the other two?"

"Them? They're obviously dead!"

Hunfeng's eyes were devoid of any emotion, and his words extinguished the fervor in Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He wants him to kill Flander and Liu Erlong?!

How could this be... Flander is his brother, and Liu Erlong is the most important person in his heart!

Hesitant and struggling.

Yu Xiaogang didn't want to give up this rare hope.

When someone has been ridiculed as a loser for so many years, and their beloved is enjoying pleasure in someone else's arms, no one can feel that way.

He even had a thought in his mind...would it be okay to kill only one person?

This idea.

Even Yu Xiaogang himself couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

But then he thought about it again and quickly realized that what Hunfeng had just said was only one method.

Hope rekindled in my heart...

However, he didn't know that there was another method, one that was even more inhumane and cruel.

Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to continue asking questions...

Tang San, Mo Wuchang, and Titan walked over, interrupting their conversation.

You could see Tang San's dark face from afar.

As Hunfeng stood up.

The evil blood, who was cultivating in the secret chamber, also sensed Tang San's return and immediately rushed out of the chamber, heading this way.

Yu Xiaogang also got up to greet him and asked:

"Xiao San, how's it going? Has the Min clan agreed?"

Tang San shook his head stiffly.

"Those three clans have already established their own independent groups. As for the matter of exchanging rings... that old bastard Baihe is not giving them any chance at all."

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Tang San gave a bitter smile.

"Teacher, it seems I have no choice but to switch to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul ahead of schedule."

He simply couldn't play with Blue Silver Grass anymore.

Yu Xiaogang was helpless about this result; the Blue Silver Grass was indeed nearing its limit.

"But that means even if you switch to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer, absorbing spirit rings won't be easy. Even if you can withstand it, the inherent limitations of having twin spirits mean..."

Yu Xiaogang paused.

He had already discussed these matters with Tang San...

Chapter 412 The Enforcer God of the Divine Realm is Waiting...

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words.

Tang San nodded solemnly: "Teacher, I am mentally prepared for these things."

Tang San believed that there would always be a way out, and things would naturally straighten out when the time came.

It's not too late to consider these things after he becomes powerful enough.

"Since you've already made up your mind, then as your teacher... I can only support you."

Yu Xiaogang nodded helplessly.

"Yes, I'll talk to Dad about it tonight."

Tang San still remembers what Tang Hao said.

No one is allowed to attach even a single spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer without his permission.

Hunfeng stood to the side, his eyes gleaming.

Looking at Tang San's fearless expression, it was somewhat amusing.

There were soft footsteps.

The Evil Blood Douluo suddenly appeared beside Tang San.

He burst out laughing.

"Haha... Actually, you don't need to be so pessimistic, Xiao San. You recovered from such a serious injury before, so why are you afraid of the conflict between the twin martial souls?"

"Your Majesty!"

Yu Xiaogang bowed.

Tang San also looked respectful.

"Godfather, Xiao San doesn't understand what you mean."

"It's alright, I can explain if you don't understand."

The Evil Blood Douluo gently patted Tang San's shoulder, feeling the energy within him stabilizing, and couldn't help but smile again.

Patiently explained: