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"Old Poison, just enjoy the show for now," Tang Chen instructed. "Some things, you'll naturally know later."
A hint of seriousness flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes. He nodded slightly, then raised his gaze to where Yu Xiaogang was, quietly observing the unfolding drama.
Yu Xiaogang, enduring the intense pain, scrambled back to his feet. He raised a hand to cover his bleeding mouth and nose, his voice raw with fury as he said, "You... you actually dared to hit me? My father never hit me, not even once, from childhood to adulthood!"
Yu Luomian's eyes were filled with disappointment and rage. He snorted coldly. "Today, I will not only hit you, but I will cripple you, you beast!"
"I... I, Yu Xiaogang, am no longer a part of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! You... what right do you have to lay a hand on me?" Yu Xiaogang trembled all over, the veins bulging on his face as he roared his question.
Hearing this, the rage in Yu Luomian's eyes intensified. He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Liu Erlong not far away, his voice low and thick with disappointment. "Erlong, look at him. This good-for-nothing is still exactly the same as before.
If the family gives him even a slight punishment, he immediately screams that he's not part of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He was like this over twenty years ago, and then he just walked away, leaving home."
As he spoke, a hint of hatred and helplessness flashed in his eyes, but his steps did not stop. Instead, he approached Yu Xiaogang step by step.
"You keep saying you're no longer part of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but why didn't you change your name all these years you were out and about? Have you no shame, or do you know in your heart that once you leave the family, you are nothing?" Yu Luomian's voice was accusing.
"Think about everything you've done these past years! If it weren't for the family's secret protection, do you truly think you could've survived off the Nuoding City academy for more than twenty years? Yu Xiaogang, you have completely failed me and your father, who constantly worries about you! You've disappointed us to the extreme!"
Being angrily rebuked by Yu Luomian, Yu Xiaogang's face cycled between green and pale. A hint of ferocity and stubbornness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He gasped for air, roaring out, "You... you're talking nonsense! More than twenty years ago, the family gave me a 'slight punishment'? Ha, what a joke! If those old fogeys hadn't tried to forcibly strip me of my Core Disciple status and reclaim the Cultivation resources that rightfully belonged to me, would I have run away from home?!"
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's face was flushed, his chest heaving violently. His finger trembled as he pointed at Yu Luomian, as if to vent all the resentment accumulated in his heart for years.
"My Innate spirit power was only half a level, and before I was thirty, I Cultivated my spirit power to twenty-ninth rank. Does that not count as a Genius in some sense?! I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a good-for-nothing, but a Genius!"
"Why did they strip me of my Cultivation resources?! Why did they strip me of my Core Disciple status? Just because my mutated Spirit wasn't strong enough? Those old guys in the family only know how to act their age.
They don't understand that my twenty-something rank spirit power was entirely obtained through my strong perseverance and powerful Spirit theory. As the saying goes, 'there are no useless Spirits, only useless Spirit Masters.'"
By the end, Yu Xiaogang looked utterly convinced of his own words, as if he had truly worked hard all these years.
After listening to Yu Xiaogang's words, Yu Luomian felt the rage in his chest rush to his head. His face turned livid, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe properly. He roared breathlessly: "You beast! You beast! You beast!
Your twenty-something rank spirit power—why don't you mention how many Cultivation resources of the family you wasted?! The resources poured into you all those years were enough to train four or five Spirit Douluo for the Sect! But what about you? What have you achieved?!"
"You absorbed two hundred-year spirit rings, and your Spirit Ability is still useless! Do you know that it was because of constantly imparting Cultivation to you, this good-for-nothing, that Big Brother's Cultivation was affected! It kept his spirit power from ever Breaking through to ninety-sixth rank! Do you know what a ninety-sixth rank Super Douluo means to the Sect?! How much of an improvement it brings to the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!"
By the end, Yu Luomian was trembling with rage, his chest heaving violently, as if his heart would be torn apart by anger if he continued speaking.
"Hahaha... I admit that! Father did impart Cultivation to me when I was young! But so what? Once my spirit power was stuck at twenty-ninth rank and couldn't Breakthrough, he stopped imparting Cultivation to me, didn't he?! So many years have passed, and he still hasn't Breakthrough.
Can that still be blamed on me? If Father had been willing to continue giving me Core Disciple Cultivation resources! If he had been willing to never give up on imparting Cultivation to me! How could I, Yu Xiaogang, be stagnant today? My current Cultivation would probably already be a Spirit King! No!! At least a Spirit Saint!!!"
At this point, Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head, looking at Yu Luomian with a ferocious gaze, his voice abruptly rising as if to suppress everyone.
Hearing these words, Yu Luomian was finally completely consumed by rage. His eyes almost spewed fire, his chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth as he roared, "Beast! You beast who doesn't even care about your own father! Today, I will beat you to death!"
Indeed, for Yu Xiaogang, his own father was not important at all. If he were important, he wouldn't have gone twenty years without returning home once. If he had his father in his heart, even if someone tried to stop him, he would have secretly gone back.
No sooner had his voice fallen than Yu Luomian's figure suddenly flashed, appearing before Yu Xiaogang like a bolt of lightning. His large palm turned into an afterimage, mercilessly striking Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Bang—!"
With a crisp sound, Yu Xiaogang was sent stumbling backward. Half of his face instantly swelled, and blood streamed down the corner of his mouth.
Yu Luomian showed no intention of stopping. He stomped his foot, and his figure followed like a shadow, pouncing again. Fists and feet rained down on Yu Xiaogang like a storm.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Dull thuds echoed one after another, followed by Yu Xiaogang's continuous screams. His body was beaten like a rag, rolling repeatedly, his face and body instantly stained with blood.
At this moment, Yu Luomian's eyes were completely red with murderous intent, and he roared as he struck: "Beast! You heartless wretch, you are unworthy to be a descendant of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Killing you today is also considered clearing the Sect's gates!"
Seeing this, everyone around gasped, but no one intervened. Instead, their faces were indifferent, and some even showed schadenfreude (taking pleasure in someone else's misfortune). They simply watched it as a bloody farce.
Watching this scene, Liu Erlong's face instantly turned pale, and her heart trembled fiercely. Seeing Yu Xiaogang being beaten bloody under Yu Luomian's fists and feet, his screams almost hoarse, she finally could no longer bear it.
"Enough—!" she cried out urgently.
With a surge of spirit power under her feet, her figure flashed, turning into an afterimage, and instantly appeared behind Yu Luomian. The next second, Liu Erlong fell to her knees with a thud, tears almost instantly bursting forth.
She tightly hugged Yu Luomian's thigh, her voice trembling and filled with intense pleading: "Father! Please don't hit Xiaogang anymore! If this continues... you'll really beat him to death!"
Hearing this, Yu Luomian's face was livid, and his anger soared to the heavens. He heavily kicked Liu Erlong away, sending her rolling several times on the ground.
"Erlong, Erlong! How can you be so foolish!" He pointed at the dying Yu Xiaogang on the ground, his eyes revealing a bone-chilling disgust. "You could choose anyone, why did you have to choose this good-for-nothing? This degenerate who doesn't even want his family and is regarded as a disgrace by the entire Sect?! If I had arrived a few days later, would I have gained a grandson, or a grandnephew?"