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

Yu Xiaoheng, on the other hand, would only pale in comparison.

He will come to realize reality and the insurmountable gap between them.

He would lower his head, which had been pretending to be profound, and sincerely apologize to himself.

As for Liu Erlong... she will see clearly who the real strongman is and who is worthy of her following.

At that time, she will stand beside him and look at him with adoration.

Yes, that must be it.

……

night.

The moonlight, like water, bathed the courtyard.

Yu Xiaoheng's room was brightly lit.

He sat cross-legged on the ground with two jade boxes in front of him.

A jade box was opened, and inside lay a small grass that emitted a faint white light. The edges of its leaves seemed to be coated with a layer of dawn. It was the Dawn Grass that he had spent years of his savings to buy.

In the other jade box was a peculiar plant with gnarled roots and stems, its surface covered with patterns resembling dragon scales—the Dragon Pattern Grass.

These two things were his last trump cards.

He knew that if a Soul Master skilled in alchemy were to refine and process these two herbs, their medicinal effects could be increased by at least 30%.

Unfortunately, he didn't understand, nor could he find anyone he could trust.

All he could do was rummage through his family's records to confirm that the two herbs were mild in nature and that taking them together would pose no risk to his life.

As for how much of the medicine can be absorbed, that depends entirely on fate and one's own destiny.

Chapter 6 Forcibly swallowing herbs? Yu Xiaoheng is ruined!

It's a big gamble.

If you win the gamble, your physical strength will increase to another level, and you'll have a better chance of winning when your martial soul awakens.

Losing the bet is nothing more than wasting a fortune and a lot of effort.

He can afford to lose.

Sitting quietly to the side, Liu Erlong looked at Yu Xiaoheng's solemn expression, her own face also filled with tension.

Yu Xiaoheng did not make a move immediately. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Erlong with deep eyes.

He spoke softly, as if asking her, or perhaps asking himself.

"For several years, I have worked diligently and cautiously."

"Erlong, do you think I can get to the other side?"

Not a few years, but after I traveled here.

He had been painstakingly planning this all along!

only……

Before awakening his martial soul, Yu Xiaoheng was only certain that with the various medicines and whale glue he had used, he wouldn't end up with only half a level of innate soul power after awakening Luo Sanpao.

But even Level 1 and Level 2 are not half-levels; cultivation is still as slow as a tortoise crawling!

In this world where strength reigns supreme, how could that be? How could it possibly work?

Years of business savings were squandered on two rare medicinal herbs; five days later was the day of his martial spirit awakening…

What if it doesn't work?

There was no possibility of struggling anymore!

Yu Xiaoheng was in a state of utter confusion, and sweat poured down his face!

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong did not hesitate at all.

Her little face was full of seriousness as she nodded vigorously. The candlelight and Yu Xiaoheng's figure were reflected in her clear eyes.

"It definitely can."

Yu Xiaoheng smiled.

Without further hesitation, he reached out and picked up the Dawn Grass.

He tore off a piece the size of a fingernail from the leaf of the Dawn Grass and put it in his mouth.

The grass leaves melted in my mouth, and a warm, moist sensation slid down my throat and into my stomach.

Then, he picked up a small section of the root of the dragon-patterned grass.

This time, a powerful surge of heat exploded out.

Yu Xiaoheng groaned, his face instantly turning red.

Two completely different energies, one warm and one hot, one slow and one fast, rampaged through his limbs and bones, like two ferocious beasts trapped in a small cage, tearing and colliding wildly.

pain!

Indescribable, excruciating pain!

The meridians felt as if they were being pulled and torn apart inch by inch by red-hot iron clamps, and then forcibly glued together and reassembled by another force.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his face.

"elder brother!"

Liu Erlong turned pale with fright and cried out in alarm.

Yu Xiaoheng clenched his teeth so tightly that his gums bled, and he couldn't even open his mouth to respond.

He curled up on the ground, his body trembling violently. Beneath his skin, it felt as if countless fiery snakes were writhing, and the burning and stinging sensation nearly made him faint.

Soon, fine beads of blood began to seep from every pore on his body.

Sweat and blood mingled together, soaking his clothes and leaving a dark red stain on the ground.

A suppressed, wounded groan finally escaped from between his teeth.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open from the outside.

"Heng'er!"

A powerful voice rang out, and the newcomer was none other than Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen.

Behind him were several family elders and clansmen who had rushed over upon hearing the news, crowding the small room to the brim.

When they saw what was inside the room, everyone was stunned.

Yu Xiaoheng lay in a pool of blood, his breath weak, his face as pale as paper, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water, utterly disheveled.

"Quick! Check on what's wrong with the young master!" an elder exclaimed anxiously.

A third elder, well-versed in medicine, immediately stepped forward, placed his fingers on Yu Xiaoheng's pulse, and probed his body with his soul power. After a moment, his expression became extremely solemn.

He stood up and shook his head at Yu Yuanzhen, whose face was ashen.

"Sect Master, the young master forcibly consumed two medicinal herbs."

"The two medicinal herbs clashed, causing their energy to run rampant in his body, damaging many of his meridians and shocking his internal organs."

"His life... is not in danger, but..."

The Third Elder paused, a hint of regret in his voice.

"However, the injuries are extremely severe. Even with the best medicine, it will take more than a month to recover. But the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is in five days, and I have to go to awaken with such a weakened body..."

He didn't say what he was going to say, but everyone present understood perfectly.

One's innate soul power will inevitably be severely affected.

Yu Yuanzhen stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

He looked at his eldest son curled up on the ground, and the hope in his eyes was completely extinguished.

In the end, they still went astray.

Ultimately, he was just a hopeless case.

He slowly exhaled.

"Never mind."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"This eldest son is ultimately useless."

He turned around and refused to look at Yu Xiaoheng on the ground again.

"Since he likes business, let him manage all the sect's businesses from now on."

"The future of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family can only be entrusted to Brock."

The sect leader's words were like a final verdict, completely sealing Yu Xiaoheng's fate.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding clansmen could no longer contain themselves and began to whisper among themselves.

"What a pity, the sect leader's son has ruined himself to this extent."

"Yes, he's so young and instead of focusing on his cultivation, he insists on doing these unorthodox methods. Now he's done for."

"I think he was just jealous of Young Master Gang's talent and wanted to use pills to forcibly improve it, but he ended up making things worse."

"Now, the chances of awakening a martial spirit are slim."

Each comment and sigh was like countless needles piercing Liu Erlong's heart.

She knelt beside Yu Xiaoheng, her small body blocking his way, her bloodshot eyes glaring resentfully at everyone around them.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoheng's consciousness was already blurred.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he only heard his father's indifferent "That's all," as well as the mockery and regret of the clansmen around him.

Only Liu Erlong's clear eyes were now completely bloodshot.