Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

Just before Tang San turned to leave, he whispered a sentence in Yu Xiaogang's ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"I'm a half-human, half-beast hybrid? Hah, that's still cleaner than you having sex with animals, isn't it? Do you really think the accident that happened to you was an accident?"

A seemingly casual remark, like a steel needle coated with deadly poison, instantly pierced the last layer of psychological defense in Yu Xiaogang's mind.

After standing there frozen in place for a moment...

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head. His eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, filled with humiliation and numbness, suddenly widened, and his pupils contracted violently.

He stared intently at Tang San's departing figure, his obese body trembling violently as if it were a leaf.

"You...you did this?"

"Tang San, I never imagined you were so cunning and vicious!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse and broken, like a broken gong, each word squeezed out from the depths of his throat, trembling with disbelief.

The blood in his body seemed to freeze completely at that moment, and then rushed wildly to his head in the next second, causing his already swollen face to turn purple.

Tang San was still not far away, so Yu Xiaogang's voice naturally reached his ears.

Upon hearing this, a pleased smile appeared on his lips.

"Heh, scheming and vicious? My good teacher, isn't all of this thanks to you?" Tang San didn't even turn his head, just smiled faintly, his voice full of sarcasm.

"Not only that, haven't you always been wondering why you still can't control yourself and lose control of your bladder in public, even though you've received proper treatment and conditioning?"

Tang San didn't stop walking. With his back to Yu Xiaogang, he spoke words that pierced the heart: "Why do you think your illness always flares up at crucial moments? Why is it that the more people are around, the more your emotions fluctuate, the less you can control yourself?"

"I've only added a little something to your daily tea and your food."

"It's not exactly a deadly poison, but it can slowly erode the muscles in your lower body and numb your self-control. As long as your mind is slightly unsteady, you will reveal your true colors."

"I kept you around back then only because I needed your status as a 'master' to provide me with protection. But you can't control your own thoughts. You always want to tell me what to do and always want to covet what's mine."

"A little trick, nothing more than a minor punishment to warn others and to collect a little interest!"

"Remember this: now you can only depend on me. I am the master, and you are nothing more than an old dog that I can do as I please."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San's figure completely disappeared outside the door.

Yu Xiaogang was left alone, trembling with excitement.

The lights in the room had been turned off sometime ago.

The room was deathly silent, with only the faint moonlight shining through the window.

The sunlight shone on Yu Xiaogang's old face, which was so distorted it was almost unrecognizable, highlighting his utterly broken state.

After a long while, Yu Xiao slowly moved her stiff body, and her legs went weak.

He slumped heavily to the ground, his eyes vacant and devoid of any spirit.

humiliation?

At this moment, he was no longer the humiliated man who had been slapped by Tang San and forced to kneel and kowtow.

It is a feeling of being manipulated, having one's last shred of dignity trampled on, and having one's deepest illness deliberately created by one's enemy—a chilling and desperate feeling!

He always believed that he was a brilliant but unappreciated theoretical master and Tang San's mentor.

Even in poverty, even with a chronic illness, they still maintain their own pride and bottom line.

He endured, he bowed his head, he relied on Tang San.

It was all for revenge, to prove his theory, and to one day wash away all the humiliation.

But he never expected that the greatest shame of his life, the most unspeakable illness, would be revealed.

It turned out to be the disciple he had personally taught and on whom he had placed his hopes, who had deliberately plotted against him!

He was like a fool, being toyed with by Tang San for so many years.

Tang San used the most insidious and despicable methods to firmly grasp his dignity and hold his weaknesses, but he was completely unaware of it.

He even wanted to control Tang San and use Tang San's martial arts to gain power and realize his own ambitions!

How ridiculous!

How sad!

A boundless hatred, like a volcano, erupted wildly in Yu Xiaogang's heart, instantly shattering all his reason and restraint.

He hates Tang San!

He hated the Spirit Hall even more than he hated Bibi Dong, and he hated Lu Yan even more than he hated Lu Yan!

I hate Tang San's ruthlessness and viciousness, I hate Tang San's meticulous planning, I hate Tang San for destroying his last shred of dignity!

He hated Tang San for treating him like a fool and toying with him so wantonly!

I hate myself for being so blind as to regard such a heartless, treacherous disciple who murdered and disgraced his master as my life's hope!

He hated his own stupidity!

He hated himself for being arrogant, for being greedy, and for not being able to see Tang San's true colors.

He hated himself for living his whole life in false theories and pride, ultimately becoming a complete joke, a mere old dog beside Tang San whose dignity was crushed!

He hates everything in this world!

He hated the destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, hated Bibi Dong's ruthlessness, hated Lu Yan's domineering nature, hated Flander's perfunctory attitude, and hated his own incompetence even more!

I hate that I'm stuck at level 29 in cultivation for my whole life, and that I live my whole life under the contempt of others!

Now, even the last shred of basic human decency has been completely shattered by Tang San!

Anger, humiliation, resentment, despair, fear, regret...

Countless emotions intertwined, like countless poisonous needles piercing his internal organs, causing him unbearable pain.

He wanted to scream, to roar, to rush out and fight Tang San to the death, but he didn't dare!

He knew perfectly well that he was nothing more than a level 29 useless Soul Master.

Tang San is no longer the same as before; he is now incredibly strong and cunning. Killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

He wanted to end it all and get rid of this endless humiliation and pain, but he was unwilling to give up!

He hasn't taken his revenge yet, hasn't avenged the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, hasn't proven his theory, and hasn't made those who looked down on him pay the price!

To die like this would be truly pathetic, a real joke!

His hands were clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were full of blood vessels, and his face was already swollen.

Due to extreme emotional fluctuations, he became distorted and ferocious, his mouth twitching constantly, and a suppressed growl, like the whimper of a wild beast, came from his throat.

Tears, blood, and endless humiliation mingled together, sliding down his aged face and dripping onto the cold ground.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at his trembling hands. The despair in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sinister and ruthless look that bordered on madness.

Tang San...

You better remember this!

The humiliation and hatred you have inflicted on me today, I, Yu Xiaogang, swear that I will repay you a hundredfold!

If you treat me like a dog, then I will first be an obedient dog, enduring humiliation and living a life of ignominy!

You schemed against me, humiliated me, and controlled me, so I will wait and wait for an opportunity to drag you completely into the abyss!

Don't you consider your own martial arts heritage a taboo subject?

Aren't you ambitious and want to surpass Lu Yan?

I'll see how long you can be so smug!

One day, I will make you taste what it's like to be worse than dead, to have your dignity destroyed, and to be utterly trampled on!

One day, I will let everyone know that you, Tang San, are nothing but a hypocrite who betrays his master and ancestors, and is ruthless and vicious!

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, his mouth filled with the strong taste of blood, and the hatred in his heart was like a poisonous vine.

It grew wildly and spread, engulfing his entire mind.

After a long period of impotent rage, almost to the point of exhaustion, Yu Xiaogang finally managed to calm down.

He began to think about what he should do next.

What can I rely on?

I've been pondering this for who knows how long.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly remembered the magic system that the rescue association had once promoted.

He used to scoff at it, treating the relief organization's propaganda as a joke.

Now, Yu Xiaogang is grasping at this last straw as if it were his last lifeline.

When the relief organization was promoting their services, they seemed to have mentioned that as long as one has enough devotion to magic, one can obtain the power one desires!

Are you devout?

Hehe, as long as I can gain power, I, Yu Xiaogang, will be the most devout believer of the true creator!

Completely consumed by hatred and losing his reason, Yu Xiaogang began to pray desperately in his heart.

"The source of all laws, the true creator of the spiritual universe, and the founder of all magic and supernatural powers."

Yu Xiaogang prayed and pleaded again and again, hoping for a response and to gain power.

Even if it requires sacrificing one's soul, it is worth it.

Thus, Lu Yan, who was in seclusion, suddenly felt an extremely strong flow of faith.

Traffic generated by faith in Yu Xiaogang.

Chapter 280 Sunflower Manual

Lu Yan was shocked!

Dude, Yu Xiaogang prayed to me?

The emotions were so intense that the faith flow of a mere level 29 Great Soul Master could reach a level comparable to that of a Soul Saint.