Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

After the conversation was over, he walked to an open space under the watchful eyes of everyone.

He nonchalantly assumed a stance and began exercising.

He does push-ups and squats, his movements are standard and powerful, this is his scientific fitness method from his previous life.

Sometimes it would switch to the basic body-refining techniques circulating in this world, each move tempering the muscles and bones.

Sweat quickly soaked his clothes, but he was completely unaware, immersed in controlling and improving his body.

Compared to the previous drug-based improvements, the effects of exercise were negligible.

Yu Xiaoheng, however, remained focused.

Move it an inch further.

There is a joy in taking an inch further.

Whispers broke out.

"What is the young master doing?"

"Who knows? First he was out managing those bottle and jar business, and now he's here toiling away like an ordinary person."

"That's... a bit strange."

"Shh, keep your voice down! He is, after all, the sect leader's eldest son."

The clansmen's discussions were mostly filled with curiosity and confusion. However, due to Yu Xiaoheng's identity and his young age of only five, no one stepped forward to criticize him, simply regarding it as a child's momentary playfulness.

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang, who was being fawned over by everyone, glanced in this direction.

He let out a soft hum from his nose.

In his view, this crude training method was a waste of time and a defilement of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan's bloodline.

A kind-faced elder woman noticed Yu Xiaogang's expression. She smiled gently and said, "Let him be. He's just a child. Before his martial spirit awakens, no matter how much he trains, the results will be limited."

Her gaze shifted to Yu Xiaogang, her eyes filled with expectation.

“Xiao Gang, you are different. What you need to do is calm your mind and meditate to feel the power flowing in our blood. Ultimately, what determines a Soul Master’s future is the innate Soul Power at the time of awakening, that is the foundation of talent.”

The elders around him nodded in agreement, their gazes toward Yu Xiaogang far more affectionate and optimistic than when they looked at Yu Xiaoheng.

Just then, a vast and powerful aura swept in from outside the mountain gate.

Chapter 3 Investing in the Future: Cultivating Synergy Through Martial Soul Fusion Techniques from a Young Age

The square fell silent instantly.

All the disciples stood up and looked solemnly toward the mountain gate.

"The sect leader is back!"

The crowd parted to both sides like a tide, making way for a wide passage.

A tall and imposing figure strode into the mountain gate with the powerful stride of a dragon.

The newcomer was none other than Yu Yuanzhen, the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaoheng stopped what he was doing, casually wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, and his breathing became steady.

Yu Xiaogang immediately straightened his clothes, his face filled with admiration and respect, and took the lead in greeting him.

"Father!"

Yu Xiaoheng also walked over and stood side by side with his younger brother.

"Father, you're back."

Yu Yuanzhen's gaze swept over his two sons, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Ah."

He first looked at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes filled with pride and satisfaction as a father.

Immediately, his gaze fell on Yu Xiaoheng.

A hint of disappointment flickered deep within those gentle eyes.

He saw Yu Xiaoheng's clothes soaked with sweat, and also the slight redness on his tender palms from exercise.

waste.

This was the first word that came to Yu Yuanzhen's mind.

My son possesses the bloodline of the most powerful beast spirit on the continent.

He has a very high chance of awakening the true Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, possessing innate level eight, level nine, or even the legendary innate full soul power!

But now, he is wasting his precious energy on these business practices and the physical cultivation techniques of ordinary people.

Yu Yuanzhen saw further than the elders.

The current antics are still tolerable.

But if he remains this way after his martial soul awakens, wouldn't he be wasting all his potential?

His mind raced with thoughts, but he didn't voice them aloud.

Forcing someone might backfire.

Wait a minute.

Once the martial spirit awakens, everything will become clear.

If Xiao Heng's talent is comparable to Xiao Gang's, or even slightly inferior, then let him be.

The future of the sect cannot be pinned on a successor who has no interest in cultivation.

At that time, all resources will be directed towards Xiaogang, and all efforts will be made to cultivate him into the next sect leader.

As for Xiao Heng...

Let him become a wealthy man, in charge of the sect's businesses, and live a life free from want. This is my final act of love for him as his father.

After all, he is truly better than Xiao Gang.

Not far!

Yu Yuanzhen composed himself and patted his two sons on the shoulders.

"Let's go back together."

Yu Xiaoheng followed silently.

Yu Xiaogang deliberately slowed down by half a step and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

He lowered his voice.

“Brother, do you see? What Father values ​​in the end is bloodline and talent, not those things that are not presentable.”

Yu Xiaoheng kept his eyes straight ahead and walked with a steady gait.

All the words Yu Xiaogang had prepared were stuck in his throat, and his expression froze slightly.

After passing through the training ground, we arrived at a side hall in the inner courtyard.

Yu Yuanzhen stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his gaze passing over Yu Xiaogang, whose face was full of expectation, and landing directly on Yu Xiaoheng.

The previous disappointment had dissipated, replaced by a gentle feeling.

"Xiao Heng".

Yu Yuanzhen spoke, his tone much gentler.

"I've brought the person you asked me to find."

Yu Xiaogang was taken aback.

Find someone?

Find someone for Yu Xiaoheng?

who is it?

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a small figure timidly stepped out from behind the screen.

It was a little girl who was about four or five years old.

Her faded old clothes couldn't hide her innate charm.

His dark eyes, like two black gems immersed in water, darted around, taking in the magnificent sight with a mixture of nervousness and curiosity.

She was an absolute beauty.

Yu Xiaoheng's breathing stopped for a moment.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up instantly.

He had never seen such a lovely girl before; her exquisiteness and liveliness stirred a strong desire within him.

He wanted it.

He wanted this girl to only look at him and only smile at him.

He subconsciously puffed out his chest and put on what he thought was the smile that best showcased the demeanor of the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

But the girl's gaze only swept over him briefly before quickly shifting away with a barely perceptible hint of disgust.

Yu Xiaogang's lewd gaze made her very uncomfortable.

The next moment, the girl's gaze fixed on Yu Xiaoheng's face.

Her eyes widened suddenly, a look of surprise shining within them.

it's him!

The person in the portrait!

That benefactor who sent people to give her and her mother a lot of money and delicious candy, and who also cured her mother's illness!

The little girl no longer cared about rules or fear.

She lifted her skirt and, like a swallow returning to its nest, pounced straight towards Yu Xiaoheng.