Douluo Continent: Creating a Godhood Starting from Level 99

Chapter 33 Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul Quality Improvement

"Hahaha! I did it! I did it!"

Yu Xiaogang's maniacal laughter echoed around, causing waves of soul power belonging to level 30 to ripple outwards.

Yu Luomian stepped forward excitedly: "Xiao Gang has broken through?"

The others also looked surprised.

Someone who hadn't broken through level 29 for decades actually did!

Yu Yuanshi's face was as still as water.

Everything was as expected. Taking the Ninth Grade Purple Ganoderma was supposed to help Yu Xiaogang break through to the next level. If he still couldn't break through, his life would be over!

Bang! The door was kicked open.

After breaking through the level, the way to leave the house changed to kicking.

"master!"

Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu hurriedly bowed.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes immediately fell on the two of them.

Then he saw that his disciple Tang San had fainted!

"Mistress! Mistress!"

Yu Xiaogang truly loved Tang San and, showing great concern, stepped forward to help him up.

"Who? Who on earth hit my disciple, Yu Xiaogang?!"

After breaking through level 30, his tone became a bit more assertive.

Notting Academy doesn't have any high-level Soul Masters, so level 30 is certainly enough for them to be arrogant.

He looked up and then noticed that there were other people present.

But just as he was about to ask the other party a question, a huge hand appeared in front of him in response to his question.

"Snapped!"

With one slap, Yu Xiaogang was knocked to the ground.

His body trembled, his eyes were bloodshot. He was no longer a level 29 waste, but a "peerless genius" who was expected to break through to the Title Douluo level within a hundred years!

Who dares to hit me?!

"Take your own life..."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, looked up as if to roar, but then suddenly froze.

The next second, his face turned deathly pale, and he shrank back in fright.

In his field of vision, Yu Yuanshi stared coldly at him, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Why don't you bow down when you see me?"

Yu Yuanshi's tone was icy.

Yu Xiaogang trembled and hurriedly scrambled to his feet, "Third...Third Uncle!"

"Hmph!" Yu Yuanshi waved his hand and found a chair to sit down.

Yu Xiaogang dared not move, and could only grit his teeth and kneel on the ground, his heart filled with inner turmoil.

"I've already broken through level 30, why should I be afraid of him... No, to become a Title Douluo, family resources are indispensable, I'll just have to endure it!"

Having figured this out, he hurriedly knelt forward and grabbed Yu Yuanshi's leg:

"Third Uncle, I've broken through level 30! I'm no longer a useless person! I'm no longer a useless person!"

He roared excitedly, as if to vent all the suffering he had endured over the years.

"Tang San, I hit him!"

Yu Yuanshi suddenly uttered a sentence.

Yu Xiaogang straightened up, turned his gaze to the unconscious Tang San, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Little San is a bit naughty..."

Yu Yuanshi nodded: "He wants to compete with me in order to get you back into the family!"

"..." Yu Xiaogang's face turned slightly pale.

If you criticize Tang San now, what kind of person would you be?

He fell silent for a moment.

"I must endure it. I have to endure it so I can return to my family's cultivation!"

"Once I surpass all of you, I will expel you all from the family!"

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Xiao Gang!"

At this moment, Yu Luomian spoke.

Yu Xiaogang turned his head, stunned for a moment: "Second Uncle, I succeeded! Second Uncle, I'm not a good-for-nothing!"

Unlike Yu Yuanshi, Yu Luomian was not indifferent. Instead, she reached out and patted his shoulder with satisfaction, then helped him up.

"Not bad!" Yu Luomian praised.

"I'll tell my older brother about this; he'll be so happy for you!"

He was quite biased towards his nephew.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, and he wanted to talk about returning to the family, but when he saw Yu Yuanshi's cold face, he swallowed his words.

"What's there to be happy about?" Yu Yuanshi asked, dousing Yu Xiaogang's enthusiasm with a bucket of cold water.

"The quality of a spirit soul and the talent of a spirit master determine how far a spirit master can go. Your talent is already poor, and now you're almost 40 years old with a low-quality spirit soul. How far do you think you can go?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang froze on the spot.

Yes, my martial soul is just Luo Sanpao, which can be said to be one of the worst martial souls.

How high can its future achievements be?

Yu Xiaogang was discouraged again.

"Alright!" Yu Luomian dropped the pretense, took out the divine liquid and handed it to Yu Xiaogang: "This is the divine liquid your third uncle brought back; it can improve the quality of your martial soul. Here, take it!"

"Wh-what?!"

Improve the quality of your Martial Soul?!

Everyone present was stunned.

Are there really that many things in the world that can improve the quality of a martial soul?

For a moment, everyone had their own thoughts.

Xiao Wu: "Humans have actually found such a divine artifact, doesn't that mean everyone can become a Title Douluo? No, if that happens, the soul beasts will be completely doomed."

Dai Mubai: "The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family actually possesses such a divine artifact. It seems the power dynamics on the continent need to be reassessed... If only the Star Luo Royal Family could have one too..."

Yu Yuanshi took in their changing expressions and smiled faintly.

He dares to take it out, so he's not afraid of being coveted.

Moreover, the divine elixir diminishes with each use.

Even if he has a pool, it will eventually run out of water.

Their gazes turned to Yu Xiaogang.

At that moment, he received the divine liquid with trembling hands, his face filled with disbelief.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he abruptly turned to look at Yu Yuanshi.

"Third, Third Uncle..."

This time his voice was very gentle and came from the heart.

Since recognizing Yu Yuanshi, his third uncle has always been a strict and demanding person.

Why would someone give you such a precious elixir?

Perhaps the other party has their own difficulties...

"Disappointed that you're not living up to your potential?!"

Yu Xiaogang was incredibly clever; he immediately considered this possibility.

"Yes, that must be it!"

He analyzed the situation internally: "I can't break through the level barrier; I can only rely on my family's status. If this continues, I'll become completely useless!"

"My third uncle knew this principle, so he pretended to expel me from the family, but in reality, he wanted to give me more challenges!"

"Yes, that must be it. Under normal circumstances, who isn't expelled from a family and has their martial soul abolished?"

Thinking this way, Yu Xiaogang became even more agitated, a mix of emotions welling up inside him, and tears streamed down his face.

My third uncle was so strict with me because he wanted to toughen me up!

Thinking of this, he immediately knelt down before Yu Yuanshi.

Bang bang bang!

He kowtowed several times!

Everyone: "???"

"?" Yu Yuanshi looked puzzled, his mind filled with doubt.

"Has Gangzi been driven insane? Or has he just imagined some tragic, melodramatic story about cerebral palsy?"

After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, absorb it yourself!"

He also wanted to see if Yu Xiaogang could improve the quality of his martial soul after taking the divine liquid.

"Okay! Thank you, Uncle!"

Yu Xiaogang's attitude underwent a complete 360° change, and he obediently sat down to meditate and absorb the nutrients.

All eyes were on him, filled with tension and anticipation.

Buzz!

The divine liquid entered his body, and his martial spirit roared.

Luo Sanpao curled up into a ball and turned into an egg.

Time passed little by little.

Bang! With a loud bang, the eggshell cracked.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the egg.

The next second, the eggshell completely shattered.

Bang!

Radiating golden light, a martial spirit the size of a basketball wriggled, its aura no less powerful than that of Luo Sanpao.

As the golden light faded, the crowd gathered around.

There, a fleshy ball floated in the air. Upon closer inspection, it had limbs, ears, a big nose, a mouth... Wasn't this still Luo Sanpao?

"Wait, this isn't your average Luo Sanpao, this is... Golden Luo Sanpao!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted excitedly.

Others: "..."

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(End of this chapter)