Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

I don't want to live an ordinary life.

Even if my talent for cultivation is lacking, I will prove to everyone that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a waste.

When Yu Xiaogang uttered the word "trash," his fists clenched tightly, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Over the years, no one in his family has respected him.

They even made themselves the butt of jokes after meals.

Those taunts and disdainful looks were like needles, pricking his heart day and night.

He had endured it for so many years, and he had had enough. Every day felt like being tortured on fire.

Yu Yuanzhen remained silent for a long time.

Over the years, he has tried many methods to change Yu Xiaogang's talent for cultivation.

They tried everything they could, but Yu Xiaogang's martial soul remained a pig that could only fart, showing no signs of evolution whatsoever.

He gradually accepted his fate and no longer expected Yu Xiaogang to achieve anything great. He only hoped that Yu Xiaogang could live a peaceful and ordinary life.

But he knows his son, Yu Xiaogang, very well.

He knew that Yu Xiaogang was a proud and arrogant person with an indomitable spirit.

Before Yu Xiaogang awakened his martial soul, he was the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and was a figure on whom great hopes were placed. Everyone in the entire sect fawned over him.

When the disciples saw him, they all respectfully addressed him as Young Sect Master.

Back then, Yu Xiaogang was full of vigor and was the center of attention wherever he went.

But ever since Luo Sanpao awakened, his innate soul power was only level 0.5, and everything changed.

The voices that once flattered him turned into laughter, and those who once fawned over him became those who trampled on him.

The kind of fall from the clouds to the bottom is indeed something not everyone can bear.

perhaps……

Let him leave the sect, go out and see the world, and after he's been humiliated and suffered enough, he'll finally give up.

“Alright, I promise you,” Yu Yuanzhen said in a deep voice.

Yu Xiaogang was immediately delighted: "Thank you for your kindness, Father. I'll go back and pack my things now."

"Go ahead." Yu Yuanzhen nodded and waved his hand.

Chapter 96 Yu Xiaogang's Vision, Tang Chen Heads to the City of Slaughter

Yu Xiaogang turned and left the study, heading towards his residence.

Along the way, the disciples all looked at Yu Xiaogang with disdain and gossiped about him behind his back.

"Isn't that Yu Xiaogang, that good-for-nothing?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. He's the sect leader's son, after all."

"Am I not telling the truth? Look at his martial spirit, it's called Luo Sanpao, hahaha, a pig that only knows how to fart, does he even deserve the surname Yu?"

"That's right. If I were him, I would have left the sect long ago. I wouldn't have the face to stay here."

"Didn't you see the way he was just now? He was walking with his head held high. I don't know where he got his confidence from. He's just a good-for-nothing, what's he pretending for?"

"To be honest, the sect leader is too kind. If I had a son like that, I would have expelled him from the family long ago to avoid bringing shame upon the sect and damaging its reputation."

"Alright, alright, stop talking, he seems to have heard you."

"So what if you heard it? You used so many resources and ate so many rare and precious herbs, and you're still just a level 10+ piece of trash. You're not even as good as the kids in the sect. It's such a waste of resources."

Yu Xiaogang, who had walked quite a distance, paused for a moment.

Waste, pig, unworthy of the surname Yu, a disgrace...

These words are like sharp knives, stabbing into Yu Xiaogang's heart again and again.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and quickened his pace.

Soon, Yu Xiaogang returned to his room.

He packed a few things quickly, including a few changes of clothes and a thick stack of notes.

Before long, Yu Xiaogang shouldered his pack.

He glanced back at the room one last time, took a deep breath, and strode out.

Along the way, the disciples watched Yu Xiaogang carrying his luggage and walking towards the mountain gate, and immediately began to discuss among themselves.

"Huh? That good-for-nothing is leaving the sect? Has the sun risen in the west?"

"Great, that good-for-nothing is finally gone."

"It seems he still has some self-awareness. It's better for him to get lost sooner rather than later, so he won't be an eyesore."

Yu Xiaogang ignored the comments.

He strode out of the sect.

Before long, he was far from the territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Yu Xiaogang had already decided where to go: Martial Soul City.

Over the years, Yu Xiaogang has searched through the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's entire collection of books, trying to find a way to make Luo Sanpao evolve.

However, after all these years, he still has nothing to show for it.

The Spirit Hall is the largest spirit master organization on the continent and is recognized as a holy land by all spirit masters.

It houses the richest and most precious collection of books and materials in the entire continent.

Over the years, Yu Xiaogang has devoted himself to theoretical research. Although he has not found a way to evolve martial spirits, he believes that his understanding of martial spirits is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Therefore, he believed that as long as he went to the Spirit Hall, even if he couldn't find a way to evolve his spirit, he could still succeed.

He will surely be able to become the most outstanding theoretical master in the entire continent by relying on the information from the Spirit Hall!

At that time, he will take in another disciple with exceptional talent and, through his unique theories, train that disciple into an unparalleled expert.

When his disciples become famous, it is also the time for him to prove himself to the world.

As Yu Xiaogang walked briskly, he was immersed in the beautiful dream he had created.

His lips unconsciously curled up slightly, and his eyes brightened.

He seemed to already see the day when he would achieve great success.

He stood at the highest point on the continent, receiving the admiration of thousands.

The scene of those who had once mocked him kneeling on the ground, filled with remorse, begging for his forgiveness.

……

Meanwhile, at the Haotian Sect.

The atmosphere inside the sect's main hall was extremely heavy at this moment.

Tang Yuehua stood in the center of the hall, her brows furrowed with barely concealed anxiety:

"Father, Brother Hao has been in the City of Slaughter for almost three years."

With his abilities, he should have come out long ago, but there's been no news of him until now. Could something have happened to him?

Tang Wei sat upright in the sect leader's seat, his expression equally solemn.

Tang Hao is not only his son, but also the future of the Haotian Sect.

If Tang Hao were to encounter an accident in the City of Slaughter, it would be a huge loss for the Clear Sky Sect.

"How about I go to the City of Slaughter to find Brother Hao?" Tang Xiao said in a deep voice, his face also showing worry.

"No!" Tang Wei said in a deep voice, "Once you go into the City of Slaughter, it's very difficult to get out."

Hao'er's fate is currently unknown. If something were to happen to you, what would become of the future of the Haotian Sect?

"But……"

"Enough!" Tang Wei interrupted Tang Xiao. "I'll go talk to your grandfather first. He's very knowledgeable and might have a solution."

"No need, I'm already here." A deep voice came from outside the hall.

The next moment, Tang Chen appeared in the main hall.

“Grandpa…” Tang Yuehua threw herself into Tang Chen’s arms, tears streaming down her face. “Brother Hao hasn’t come back yet, I’m so worried about him.”

Tang Chen smiled and reached out to pat her head: "You're such a grown woman, why are you still crying?"

Don't worry, although that place is dangerous, with Hao'er's abilities, he won't perish there.

Perhaps he was delayed by something.

Grandpa will personally go to the City of Slaughter and bring Hao'er back.

In fact, ever since he lost to Qian Daoliu that year, Tang Chen had been holding a grudge and had never been able to let it go.

Over the years, he secluded himself to cultivate diligently, but he never made any progress, after all, his cultivation had reached its limit.

Therefore, he also wanted to take this opportunity to visit the Killing City and see if he could improve his strength.

"Father, why don't I go? The City of Slaughter is too dangerous. What if..."

Tang Wei hurriedly said, his face full of worry.

"What if what?" Tang Chen glanced at him. "Do you really think that with my strength, something could happen to me in the City of Slaughter?"

"Of course not." Tang Wei hurriedly denied, "I was just worried that the Spirit Hall might take some action while you were away from the sect, after all, our Clear Sky Sect and that Su Mo have a grudge."

"If the Spirit Hall were to launch an attack on our Clear Sky Sect while you are away, that would be a real problem."

Tang Chen sneered: "Don't worry, I know Qian Daoliu better than you do."

The previous incident did not cause any irreversible consequences.

Given his personality, he would not dare to make trouble for the Haotian Sect.

In fact, if we really want to talk about it, it was our Haotian Sect that suffered the loss.

Therefore, if the Spirit Hall were to attack the Clear Sky Sect because of that incident, wouldn't it be the subject of much public discussion?