["Luo-luo"]
[A small beast shaped like a piglet hid behind Yu Xiaogang, crying out softly. Out of affection for Yu Xiaogang, it even stepped forward and rubbed against his pant leg.]
["What is... that?"]
[A quiet mutter, not particularly loud, caused the Awakening scene—which seemed frozen in time—to resume its flow. All the guests looked at one another, and for a moment, no one knew what to say.]
["The Spirit has a beast form, clearly a Beast Spirit, but it is born outside the body. This might be a brand-new classification of Spirits!"]
[Ultimately, it was the previous Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who spoke, finally restoring the clamor to the deathly silent scene.]
[Regrettably, at this moment, the eyes of most people were already filled with the look of someone waiting to see a good show.]
[Who among those invited by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect to witness the ceremony wasn't a renowned expert? Their strength might not match that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but they still possessed knowledge of Spirits.]
[The Spirit Yu Xiaogang had just awakened had clearly undergone a mutation.]
[Although they didn't understand the specifics, there was no way that pig-like appearance could be considered a positive mutation.]
["Hahaha, I also agree with Brother Ning's assessment. Born outside the body—this form of Spirit is unprecedented, even in the records of our Spirit Hall."]
[The Spirit Hall Titled Douluo, whose expression had been unsightly until now, finally burst into laughter.]
[What could make him happier than seeing his rival suffer a setback?]
["Whew... Xiaogang, don't worry. Go test your Innate Spirit Power!"]
[Taking a deep breath and then slowly exhaling, Yu Yuanzhen calmed his rollercoaster-like emotions.]
[When Yu Xiaogang was enveloped in light just moments ago, he had already been thinking about how he would celebrate his son's Awakening with Full Innate Spirit Power.]
[But now, everything was shattered.]
[Yu Yuanzhen's words brought the member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect presiding over the Awakening ceremony back to his senses. He glanced at the small beast by Yu Xiaogang's feet, frowned, and held the crystal ball for testing Innate Spirit Power in front of Yu Xiaogang.]
["Young Sect Master, test your Innate Spirit Power first. Perhaps things aren't as bad as you think."]
[The words of the person in charge seemed to clear Yu Xiaogang's abnormal state, causing the boy, who had been frozen like stone for a long time, to move again.]
[He looked at the small beast by his feet, his eyes widening and his fists clenching in a look of utter disbelief.]
["What is this?"]
[Yu Xiaogang's voice was so quiet it was nearly audible only to himself; at this moment, he was so terrified that his voice had vanished.]
[He desperately wished that what was happening was just a dream.]
[But the pain from his clenched fists told him that everything was real.]
["Young Sect Master, test your Innate Spirit Power first!"]
[Seeing Yu Xiaogang's state, the person in charge frowned, and his voice involuntarily grew louder.]
["You..."]
[Startled by the voice, Yu Xiaogang glanced at the person in charge and clearly caught the man's frown.]
//His heart was filled with indignation, but he didn't dare speak the words aloud.//
["Why is he frowning? Is he dissatisfied with me?"]
["I am the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect; how dare he be dissatisfied with me?"]
["Is it because he saw that the Spirit I awakened is no good, so he dares to act like this?"]
[All sorts of thoughts flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind. At this moment, he felt as if all the noise around him was mocking him.]
[Despite this, he still held onto a final hope—perhaps he had Full Innate Spirit Power, and this Spirit was simply an unprecedented type?]
[Thus, Yu Xiaogang placed his hand on the crystal ball.]
[The noise ceased, and most people subconsciously held their breath.]
[Among them, Yu Yuanzhen, the father, was the most nervous; he had already prayed to every deity he could think of in his heart.]
[But unfortunately, the heavens ultimately did not respond to him.]
[A light so faint it was almost imperceptible flickered on the crystal ball. Seeing this light, everyone understood that Yu Xiaogang, the son of a Titled Douluo, would henceforth be nothing more than a laughingstock.]
["Innate Spirit Power, Rank 0.5."]
[The person in charge announced the final result. Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned deathly pale, and his legs gave way, leaving him slumped on the ground.]
[Innate Spirit Power, Rank 0.5.]
[Rank 0.5...]
Black World, Spirit Hall.
"Xiaogang..."
Looking at Yu Xiaogang slumped on the ground in the image, Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with heartache. At this moment, she hated the existence that was broadcasting the heavenly curtain, presenting the pain Yu Xiaogang had once suffered before his eyes once again.
She also hated herself—why couldn't she enter the heavenly curtain to properly comfort him?
Suotuo City, Shrek Academy.
"Aaaaaaaaah!!!"
Enveloped by the pain of the past, Yu Xiaogang let out a heart-wrenching roar.
Before this, he had thought that these things that had happened to him would no longer stir any waves in his heart.
But when everything reappeared before his eyes, he found that his pain and his anger were completely uncontrollable.
He hated his family, especially his father, Yu Yuanzhen, hating him for giving him such talent.
His father was clearly a Titled Douluo, yet he was so stingy that he hadn't passed even a shred of talent to his son, making him the laughingstock of the entire continent.
Raising his head and seeing the look in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes on the heavenly curtain—which was equally shocked but also full of concern for his young self—the resentment in Yu Xiaogang's eyes became even more apparent.
Concern? If you were concerned about me, then why didn't you give me a decent talent?
Meanwhile, on the other side, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
"Sigh..."
Yu Yuanzhen stared blankly at the past being presented once again on the heavenly curtain and, after a long while, let out a deep sigh.
A single Martial Soul Awakening had turned his son into the Sect's shame, and in the years that followed, Yu Xiaogang was forever trapped by his own talent.
He only had two sons in his life. The eldest was born early and had fairly good talent.
His second son, Yu Xiaogang, was born after he became a Titled Douluo. Throughout the Douluo Continent, the offspring of Titled Douluos were never lacking.
Therefore, both he and the Sect had been full of expectations for him.
Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on people.
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[A pig-like Spirit and Rank 0.5 Innate Spirit Power—everything was telling everyone that Yu Xiaogang, this son of a Titled Douluo, was a complete and utter trash.]
[The children who had awakened their Spirits before Yu Xiaogang—who had tried to curry favor with him under their parents' instructions but had been directly driven away by him—certainly weren't going to be kind with their words now.]
["To think my parents even told me to get on good terms with him earlier. Looking at it now, there's absolutely no need."]
["Exactly. Last time, I even took the delicious food I'd been saving to share with him, but he just slapped it onto the ground. I didn't even get to eat it myself."]
["Didn't he say before that he and we aren't from the same world? Well, he's right; we really aren't from the same world."]
["To think the Sect Master's son has such talent. He's a real disgrace to our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."]
["..."]
[The children's voices reached Yu Xiaogang's ears. Hearing them, Yu Xiaogang didn't even have the courage to turn his head and look at them.]
[Not just those children—Yu Xiaogang didn't have the guts to meet anyone's gaze.]
[At this moment, he wished so much that he could just faint, so that he wouldn't have to know how people were mocking him.]
[The voices in his ears grew increasingly piercing. Finally, unable to endure it any longer, Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes and slumped, slowly falling to the ground.]
[Since he hadn't fainted naturally, he would pretend to faint.]
[In any case, he didn't want to see the way those people were looking at him.]
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