Chapter 1: Reincarnated as the Golden Earth Dragon King, Targeting Yu Xiaogang!
Sunset Forest.
Deep within the underground cavern, a pair of golden vertical pupils suddenly opened.
It revealed a hint of mockery and calculation.
"It's finally here..."
Yu Jingcheng exhaled a scorching dragon breath, and the huge dragon head slightly raised.
The spiritual energy locked onto the stumbling figure on the ground.
It has been a full year since he transmigrated into this golden earth dragon king.
Over the past year, Yu Jingcheng did not rush to devour and evolve like other transmigrators.
He didn't foolishly run to the Star Dou Great Forest to beg the Silver Dragon King for help.
Yu Jingcheng, according to the Soul Master who entered Sunset Forest.
Figure out the current timeline.
It was roughly thirty years before the start of the first Douluo Continent storyline.
The Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, is in his prime, and Bibi Dong is about to make her mark.
Furthermore, that old codger Qian Daoliu is in charge of the offering hall.
Once he reveals his aura, all that awaits him is to be turned into a spirit ring and a spirit bone.
In the original novel, Douluo Continent there was never any mention of the existence of a 100,000-year-old Golden Earth Dragon King.
That leaves only one explanation.
He will be hunted down within the next thirty years!
As for transformation?
"To be reborn as a human again, starting from scratch, and having to endure the weakness of childhood, is practically like offering your neck to someone to chop off."
Yu Jingcheng sneered inwardly.
"What I want is to reach the top in one step!"
Yu Jingcheng extended his spiritual power, staring intently at the young man who was lingering on the outskirts of the forest.
He was a young man in his early twenties.
His face was stiff, and he looked dejected.
Wearing a faded blue lightning tyrant clan disciple's uniform, he looked out of place.
Behind him followed a creature that resembled neither a pig nor a dog, grunting and groaning as it rooted around in the soil.
Luo Sanpao.
And, the younger version of the "master," Yu Xiaogang.
...
On the ground.
"Why...why is God doing this to me!"
Yu Xiaogang slammed his fist into the tree trunk, blood trickling down between his fingers, but he seemed to feel no pain.
"I am the son of the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
'I should have been the chosen one of heaven!
Why did my martial spirit mutate into this pig that only farts?!'
Yu Xiaogang looked at Luo Sanpao, who was gnawing on Blue Silver Grass at his feet, his disgust undisguised.
Just a few days ago, he suffered a setback due to his stagnant soul power level and the "shame" of his martial soul.
He endured endless scorn and ridicule from his family, and finally left home in anger.
He vowed to make a name for himself.
Even if one's path as a Soul Master has come to an end.
Then choose another line of defense and prove yourself!
But reality is cruel.
With only a level 29 Great Soul Master cultivation, Yu Xiaogang found it difficult to move an inch in the Sunset Forest.
Forget about hunting spirit beasts to verify the theory; if he hadn't run fast just now, he would have almost become the excrement of a thousand-year-old ghost tiger.
"Am I, Yu Xiaogang, destined to live a mediocre life and be a good-for-nothing?"
Yu Xiaogang knelt on the ground in despair, his tears mixed with dirt, looking utterly disheveled.
Just then—
Boom!!
The earth suddenly trembled violently.
The surrounding trees shook violently, and countless birds took flight in terror.
A terrifying pressure originating from the depths of one's bloodline instantly enveloped an area of ten miles!
"What...what kind of aura is this?!"
Yu Xiaogang's face was deathly pale, and his body was as stiff as a stone.
Luo Sanpao, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that he lay on the ground, defecating and urinating, and making mournful "luo luo" noises.
As a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, he was particularly sensitive to the aura of dragons.
This pressure was even stronger than that of his father, Yu Yuanzhen, the sect leader who was a titled Douluo!
"roar--!!"
With a deafening dragon roar, the ground in front of them suddenly exploded.
Amidst the billowing dust, an enormous golden dragon head slowly emerged.
Those majestic golden vertical pupils looked down at the tiny Yu Xiaogang.
A 100,000-year-old soul beast!
Yu Xiaogang's mind went blank, with only two words flashing wildly:
It's over!
Faced with an existence of this caliber, he couldn't even muster the thought of running away.
"My life is over..."
Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes, awaiting death.
However, the expected gaping maw did not fall.
The surrounding raging dragon's might receded like a tide.
Instead, a gentle yet profound energy lifted his body up.
"juvenile."
An old and majestic voice exploded directly in his mind.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly opened his eyes, staring incredulously at the colossal beast before him:
"You...you can talk?"
Yu Jingcheng controlled his facial muscles, trying his best to look like a kind old man.
Although in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, it was still a ferocious dragon face.
Yu Jingcheng spoke slowly, his tone carrying just the right amount of regret:
"I see you have extraordinary bones and the noble bloodline of the Holy Dragon of Light flows in your veins, so why are you so destitute, a pearl covered in dust?"
"Light...Sacred Dragon?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned, then gave a wry smile.
"Senior misjudged me; I am just a useless person who failed in mutation."
My martial spirit... is just a pig.
"Idiot!"
Yu Jingcheng gave a low shout, his voice as loud and clear as a great bell.
"That's not a pig, but a degenerate caused by insufficient energy during the bloodline mutation process!"
Within you lies the true blood of the Dragon King!
Given enough energy to guide it, it can soar into the sky and transform into a true Holy Dragon of Light!
Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat.
The true... Holy Dragon of Light?
That was the legendary top-tier martial soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan, even surpassing the current Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex!
"Senior...are you telling the truth?"
"I...Is there any hope for me?"
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled, and the despair in his eyes instantly transformed into an extreme desire for power.
Yu Jingcheng chuckled inwardly; the fish had taken the bait.
Yu Jingcheng sighed, a trace of vicissitude appearing in his enormous dragon eyes:
"I am the Golden Earth Dragon King, who has cultivated for 100,000 years."
'Unfortunately, the tribulation is approaching, and I know I cannot survive it.
I had intended to await death here, but I never expected to encounter you, a human with the same bloodline, at the moment of my passing.'
In fact, his predecessor was the Golden Earth Dragon King, because he had a strong bloodline of the Holy Dragon of Light within him.
He cultivated for only tens of thousands of years before reaching the 100,000-year level.
As for the heavenly tribulation?
It was just something he said offhand.
Anyway, Yu Xiaogang, being illiterate, wouldn't know either.
"This, perhaps, is fate."
Yu Jingcheng lowered his head, the enormous dragon head approaching Yu Xiaogang, his voice filled with seduction:
"Young man, do you want to become stronger?"
''Do you want to prove something to those people who look down on you?
Do you want to... become a god?''
Each of these three questions precisely hit Yu Xiaogang's weak spot.
Yu Xiaogang was breathing rapidly and his face was flushed.
He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed frantically:
''Please teach me, senior!''
"good!"
A barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in Yu Jingcheng's eyes.
"My time is coming to an end, and my physical body is no longer of any use."
Today, I will offer up my 100,000 years of cultivation to you, to help your martial spirit awaken a second time and forge a divine body!