Just after finishing his body tempering, Yu Xiaogang immediately ran to the sect leader's room and knocked on the door.
"Come in," came Yu Yuanzhen's rough voice from inside.
Yu Xiaogang pushed the door open and saw his father sitting cross-legged, cultivating. His father frowned and asked, "Xiaogang, what is it now?"
"Father, today when I was collecting resources, Yu Xiaoke hit me, and everyone else was mocking me as a waste. You have to stand up for me and teach them a harsh lesson," Yu Xiaogang said, feeling wronged.
Yu Yuanzhen said impatiently, "I know."
In a pitiful tone, Yu Xiaogang continued, "Also, Father, is my talent really that terrible? It's been three years, and I've only advanced one level per year—and that's just from one soul soldier level. Do you think I can ever become a soul master?"
Yu Yuanzhen remained silent.
Sniffling and tearing up, Yu Xiaogang said, "Dad, if I can't become a soul master, then I might as well just die."
"Say it then—how many resource portions do you want next month?" Yu Yuanzhen asked bluntly.
"Five portions, Father. If I get five portions of resources, I'm confident I can break through to level four within a few months," Yu Xiaogang said full of confidence.
Yu Yuanzhen suppressed his anger and asked, "So you want the sect to spend five portions of core disciple resources to help you go from level three to four?"
Yu Xiaogang answered matter-of-factly, "Father, you are the sect leader, and you control the family's resources. Why not?"
Yu Yuanzhen angrily said, "I am the sect leader, but that doesn't mean I can do whatever I want. If you reach level eight, do you want the sect to provide eight portions every month? If you advance to soul master, do you expect the sect to supply ten portions to support your growth?"
"That's not what I meant," Yu Xiaogang quickly denied, sensing the tone in his father's voice wasn't right—even though deep down, he did think that way.
"You are thinking that way. Haven't you considered that even supplements can't be taken every day? Too much of anything is harmful, don't you understand that?" Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath, calming his anger.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes reddened as he shouted, "What can I do? It's been three whole years and I'm only level three. I've been mocked by the sect for three years, but I'm not willing to accept it. I have to become a soul master, I must become one. If I'm destined to be an ordinary person, living an insignificant life, then I'd rather jump into the Thunder Gorge and die!"
"You want to become a soul master?" Yu Yuanzhen stood up and walked over to Yu Xiaogang. "Remember what I told you three years ago—not to obsess over your soul power level. These three years were to temper your body and build your foundation. Xiaogang, why can't you be patient?"
Yu Xiaogang angrily said, "My soul beast should be the Golden Holy Dragon, not some lousy Luo Sanpao. Three years and only three levels. I've been mocked by the sect for three years straight. Why should I be patient? Why—"
Yu Yuanzhen suddenly grabbed Yu Xiaogang's wrist, squeezing it and channeling soul power into him.
"Hey! What are you doing? Ow!" Yu Xiaogang winced from the sudden surge of power.
"So much resource spent over three years, and your body only improved this much?" Yu Yuanzhen looked skeptical.
He sighed and said, "Fine, Xiaogang, don't you want to know why I had you temper your body for three years?"
He pointed to a meditation cushion and said, "Sit on that."
Though confused, Yu Xiaogang obeyed and sat on the cushion. Yu Yuanzhen sat behind him, channeling soul power and placing his hands on Yu Xiaogang's back. "I will channel soul power into your meridians like this. You start circulating your soul power and absorb as much as you can."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang suddenly understood. He wiped away his gloom and excitedly began cultivating his soul power using the meditation method.
The difference in talent between Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaogang was vast. Yu Yuanzhen was a fully accomplished level 93 Douluo Lord. Under his transmission technique, Yu Xiaogang's soul power cultivation accelerated at a speed more than ten times faster than before.
After one night, Yu Xiaogang's progress was remarkable. Originally stuck in the late stage of level three, with his father's blessing, he reached the peak of level three, nearly breaking through to the half-step level four soul soldier stage. Truly terrifying and joyous news.
Yu Xiaogang was deeply immersed in the bliss of cultivation until his father stopped. His cultivation progress suddenly slammed into a wall and halted.
"Father, why stop now? I've almost touched level four," Yu Xiaogang asked, confused.
Yu Yuanzhen said wearily, "Didn't you notice it's already morning? As the sect leader, I still have other matters to attend to. Come find me every night at eight. I will transmit power for you for two hours."
"Two hours isn't enough, Father. At least four hours. Don't worry about me—I can handle it," Yu Xiaogang protested.
"You—" Yu Yuanzhen was so angry he didn't know what to say, "You brat, get out!"
Yu Xiaogang was kicked out.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Xiaogang with disbelief. He had spent one whole night transferring 20% of his soul power to help Yu Xiaogang break his bottleneck. Don't think 20% is little—that's 20% of a Douluo Lord's power. Yet this kid's talent was so poor it was painful to see; he wasted 99.9999999% of that power and only absorbed a tiny bit. After a whole night, he still hadn't broken level four?
"Ah, was I really making the right choice?"
Day after day, Yu Xiaogang came to his father to receive power transmission training, and his soul power level steadily improved. From taking a year per level, Yu Xiaogang could now proudly say he could gain four or five levels in a year.
Divine Realm, Eternal Shrine
Watching all this, Huo Yuhao suddenly understood: "So this is why Gangzi's soul power level is the way it is."
Then he teased, "Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect is really lucky to have such a treasure."
At the next moment, another event caught Huo Yuhao's attention: Tang Hao had left the City of Slaughter.
"So the Asura God should be taking action soon," Huo Yuhao said, looking toward the Asura Shrine.
Asura Shrine
The Asura God's gaze pierced through time and space, resting on the heritage land of Douluo Continent. Few things in this vast land caught his attention, but he always watched Tang Hao's journey in the City of Slaughter.
Five years had passed, which was only five days in the Divine Realm. Tang Hao had completed the final trial of the City of Slaughter and set foot on the path of Hell.
The Asura God nodded with satisfaction. "Good, not bad. You have the demeanor of Tang Chen back then—enough to be my treasure's protector."
As Tang Hao left the path of Hell, the Asura God snapped his fingers, and the Killing God Domain transformed into a beam of light merging into Tang Hao's body. To ensure his treasure's smooth growth, the Asura God also implanted some of his divine consciousness into the domain.
(End of chapter)
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