Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 23 23. Old Father's Teachings

Yu Xiaogang, who had just finished training his body, immediately ran to the sect leader's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Yu Yuanzhen's rough voice came from inside the door.

Yu Xiaogang pushed open the door and saw his father sitting cross-legged practicing. He frowned and asked, "Xiaogang, what's up?"

"Father, Yu Xiaoke beat me today when I was collecting resources, and others were laughing at me and calling me a loser. You must stand up for me and teach them a lesson." Yu Xiaogang said aggrievedly.

Yu Yuanzhen said impatiently, "Father knows."

Yu Xiaogang said in a tone of grievance, "And father, is my talent really that bad? It's been three years, and I've only advanced one level a year, and that's a Soul Master level. Do you think I can become a Soul Master in my lifetime?"

Yu Yuanzhen remained silent.

Yu Xiaogang cried and said, "Dad, if I can't become a soul master, then I might as well die."

"Tell me, how many resources do you want to get next month?" Yu Yuanzhen said straight to the point.

"Five, father. If I can have five resources, I am confident that I can break through to level four within a few months." Yu Xiaogang said confidently.

Yu Yuanzhen suppressed his anger and asked, "So you want the sect to spend five core disciple resources to help you advance from level three to level four?"

Yu Xiaogang said as a matter of course: "Father, you are the clan leader, and all the family resources are controlled by you, isn't that right?"

Yu Yuanzhen said angrily, "I am the Sect Master, but that doesn't mean I can do whatever I want. If you reach Level 8, do you have to provide eight Core Disciple resources every month? If you become a Spirit Master, do you have to provide ten Core Disciple resources to support your growth?"

"That's not what I meant." Although Yu Xiaogang did think so in his heart, he also heard that there was something wrong with his father's tone in this situation, and quickly denied it.

"That's what you mean. Have you ever thought that even tonic medicine cannot be taken every day? Don't you know that too much is as bad as too little?" Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath, calmed his anger, and said.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned red. He shouted, "What can I do? It's been three whole years, and I'm only at level three. I've been ridiculed by the sect for three years, but I won't give up. I must become a spirit master. I must become a spirit master. If I have to be an ordinary person for the rest of my life, living a mediocre life, then I, Yu Xiaogang, might as well jump into the Thunder Canyon and die."

"You want to become a spirit master?" Yu Yuanzhen stood up, walked over to Yu Xiaogang, and said, "Remember three years ago I told you not to focus too much on your spirit power level. These three years have been for you to hone your physique and build your foundation. Xiaogang, why are you so impatient?"

Yu Xiaogang said angrily, "My martial spirit should be the Golden Holy Dragon, what a bullshit Luo Sanpao. It's been three years, and I've only been promoted three levels in three years. I've been ridiculed by the sect for three whole years. Why should I keep my composure? Why—"

Yu Yuanzhen directly grabbed Yu Xiaogang's wrist, squeezed it, and passed a stream of soul power into it.

"What are you doing? Ouch~" Yu Xiaogang felt a little pain when Yu Yuanzhen's wild soul power entered his body.

"You've consumed so many resources in the past three years, and your health has only improved a little?" Yu Yuanzhen began to doubt his life.

Yu Yuanzhen sighed and continued, "Well, Xiaogang, don't you want to know why your father asked you to train your body for three years?"

He pointed at the futon and said to Yu Xiaogang, "Sit on it."

Although Yu Xiaogang was puzzled, he still sat on the futon as his father requested. Yu Yuanzhen sat behind Yu Xiaogang, channeling his soul power. Pressing on Yu Xiaogang's back, he said, "Let me channel my soul power into your meridians, and you begin to cultivate it. Absorb as much as you can." Hearing his father's words, Yu Xiaogang immediately realized what was happening. His gloom vanished, and he excitedly began to meditate and cultivate his soul power.

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaogang's talents differed greatly. Yu Yuanzhen was a highly accomplished 93rd-level Titled Douluo. Under his guidance and training, Yu Xiaogang's soul power cultivation speed increased by ten times the previous rate.

In just one night, Yu Xiaogang had made a significant improvement. Originally, his soul power level was only at the late third level, but with his father's support, he had reached the peak of the third level, just a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the realm of a half-step fourth-level soul master. It was truly terrifying, and cause for celebration.

Yu Xiaogang was deeply intoxicated in the wonderful experience of cultivation, until his old father stopped, and his cultivation speed instantly stopped as if he had hit a wall.

"Father, why don't you continue? I have already reached the threshold of level four." Yu Xiaogang asked in confusion.

Yu Yuanzhen said tiredly, "Didn't you notice it's already morning? As the head of a sect, I have things to do. Come to me every night at eight o'clock, and I will teach you the skills and let you practice for two hours."

"Two hours is not enough, Dad. It needs at least four hours. Dad, don't worry about me. I can hold on." Yu Xiaogang said dissatisfiedly.

"You—" Yu Yuan was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a moment, "You bastard, get out of here."

Yu Xiaogang was driven out by Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen regarded Yu Xiaogang with a certain amount of disbelief. To aid Yu Xiaogang's cultivation, he had spent a single night converting 20% ​​of his soul power to help him break through a bottleneck. Don't think that 20% of soul power is too little; it's the equivalent of a Titled Douluo. Yet, this kid's talent was so abysmal that it was unbearable to watch. He had actually... wasted 99.9999999% of his soul power, absorbing only a tiny fraction. In just one night, and he still hadn't broken through to level four?
"Hey, this is really, is my choice correct?"

Day after day, Yu Xiaogang would visit his father to learn and practice, and his soul power level improved significantly. He used to level up once a year, but now he could proudly say that it wasn't a problem for him to level up four or five times a year.

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Divine Realm, Eternal Temple

Watching this scene, Huo Yuhao suddenly realized, "So this is the origin of Gangzi's soul power level."

Then, he teased, "The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is so blessed to have such a great treasure like you."

The next moment, another thing drew Huo Yuhao's attention to Yu Xiaogang, that is, Tang Hao walked out of the Slaughter City.

"So, it's time for the Shura God to take action." Huo Yuhao looked in the direction of the Shura Temple.

Shura Temple
The Shura God's gaze pierced through time and space, landing on the inheritance land of Douluo Continent. In this vast continent, few could catch his eye. However, he remained focused on Tang Hao, who had entered the Slaughter City for training.

Five years passed, which was only five days in the God Realm. Tang Hao had completed the final trial in the Slaughter City and was on the road to hell.

The Shura God nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, very good. You have the demeanor of Tang Chen back then. You are qualified enough to be the protector of my great treasure."

The moment Tang Hao walked out of the Road to Hell, the Asura God snapped his fingers, and the God of Killing Domain transformed into a ray of light and merged into Tang Hao's body. To ensure the smooth growth of his big baby, the Asura God also added a little of his own consciousness into this domain.

(End of this chapter)