Three Years Later.. .
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Yu Xiaogang, who had just finished taking a medicinal bath, stood up from the medicinal bath tub with a gloomy face.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
"Why can't I break through level 30?"
Yu Xiaogang's face was filled with anger. As early as two and a half months ago, he had already cultivated to the 29th level.
Just when he wanted to make a final push and break through to Soul Master before the age of eighteen, and fulfill his original oath:
"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters.
Things may change over time, so don't look down on the poor and young people."
But he was horrified to find that after reaching level 29, no matter how he practiced, he could no longer improve his soul power.
Not even a little bit.
It was as if there was a bottleneck restricting him.
Even the medicinal bath he relied on was useless.
At first, he just thought that he had been soaking in medicinal baths for more than ten years, and his body had developed drug resistance, so he just needed to increase the dosage.
The resources he consumed in the past two and a half months are comparable to what other Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect disciples have consumed in seven or eight years of training.
However, despite consuming so many resources, his cultivation level did not improve at all.
And all those resources were wasted by him.
Yu Xiaogang doesn't care about the massive consumption and waste of resources. He is the son of Thunder Douluo, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, and it is reasonable for him to consume more resources.
It's just that his soul power is stuck at the bottleneck of level 29 and cannot be improved, not even the slightest bit of progress.
This was something he couldn't accept.
"Damn it, it's all this damn pig spirit's fault. If I had awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon like my father and elder brother, with my hard work and theoretical knowledge, I would have already become a Soul Sect or Soul King."
Thinking that he was the second young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant sect.
And that his soul power would stop at level 29 for the rest of his life.
His martial soul was still that of a pig, and that his two soul skills were bullshit, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but have bloodshot eyes and gasp for breath.
He was not afraid of being laughed at, after all, he had been laughed at for so many years.
Moreover, those tribesmen who laughed at him were stronger than him in both talent and strength.
He was helpless even when people started to laugh at him.
What he really feared was that he would lose hope, be treated as a waste, and live an ordinary life.
"No, if I continue , even if I consume more cultivation resources, I will not be able to make any progress.
The talent limitation brought by the half-level innate soul power cannot be broken by consuming some cultivation resources. I must go find my father."
Thinking of his father Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Xiaogang felt moved.
Because when everyone was ridiculing and mocking him, only his father stood firmly by his side, comforting him and encouraging him.
Yu Xiaogang placed all her hopes on Yu Yuanzhen.
But when he went to the hall where Yu Yuanzhen was, he heard a heated discussion coming from inside.
"Master, we can't continue . Yu Xiaogang has been using cultivation resources recklessly over the years.
Not to mention wasting a lot of the sect's funds. In the past two or three months, he has been using the token you gave him to recklessly squander the sect's stock of medicinal materials.
That other disciples can't even maintain the most basic medicinal baths."
"That's right. Other disciples take medicinal baths at most two or three times a month. But he changes the medicinal baths more frequently than he wash his face.
I've said it before, if you have half the innate spirit power, you should act like you have half the innate spirit power. Isn't it better to be an ordinary person?"
"That's right. With so many cultivation resources invested, his cultivation has not improved at all. He is almost an adult, but he hasn't even broken through to Soul Master.
I don't think he is suitable to be a Soul Master at all. If all the resources were given to Xiaomen, Xiaojia and other outstanding disciples of the sect, they would have broken through to Soul Master long ago."
"Master, I suggest that you stop giving Yu Xiaogang all his cultivation resources from now on."
Listening to the fierce protests from the Soul Douluo elders below, Yu Yuanzhen was overwhelmed.
Of course he knew that it was wrong for Yu Xiaogang to squander the family's cultivation resources so recklessly.
It has greatly damaged the interests of the family.
But what can he do about it?
Yu Xiaogang is his own son. How many fathers wouldn't love their own children?
"Luo Mian, what do you say?"
Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Luomian, hoping that his younger brother, as Xiaogang's second uncle, would say something good to his nephew.
Yu Luomian had long disliked the useless Yu Xiaogang. In fact, this clan meeting was secretly organized by him through the elders.
But Yu Xiaogang was his nephew after all, and Yu Yuanzhen was his elder brother, the real head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan.
He couldn't ruin his image in front of Yu Yuanzhen. So he said tactfully:
"Brother, I have seen Xiaogang's efforts, and I am willing to support him to continue practicing , but we can't lose sight of one thing while focusing on the other.
Xiaogang has indeed consumed more resources in recent months."
He threw the topic back to Yu Yuanzhen. He just expressed his own opinion, which was equivalent to saying nothing.
But when Yu Xiaogang outside the hall heard this, his heart rose to his throat.
It's not that he cares about any cultivation resources. After all, the cultivation resources of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect are of no use to him anymore. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
What he really cares about is his father's attitude towards him.
If even his father gave up on him, then he would really have no place to stay in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.
"Well, from now on, I will give him a medicinal bath according to the specifications of an ordinary direct disciple."
In the end, Yu Yuanzhen still disappointed Yu Xiaogang.
Considering that Yu Xiaogang would not be able to make much progress if he continued to waste resources on cultivation.
After all, from ancient times to the present, no one had ever heard of a soul master with half-level innate soul power breaking through level 30.
He also noticed Yu Xiaogang's abnormal behavior over the past two and a half months.
The reason why he did not stop him and let Yu Xiaoang squander the resources was simply because he did not want to shatter the last hope in his youngest son's heart.
"Father, do you think I'm a waste?"
As soon as Yu Yuanzhen finished speaking, there was a bang, and Yu Xiaogang didn't know where he got the courage from, but pushed open the door of the conference room, and looked at Yu Yuanzhen who was sitting in the uppermost seat with red eyes.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's extremely aggrieved look, Yu Yuanzhen swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. For a moment, he didn't know how to start again.
"How dare you, Yu Xiaogang! This is the sect's meeting hall, a place only the sect master and elders can enter. Who are you? Get out of here!"
The other elders rebuked him harshly.
Yu Xiaogang didn't care about the elders' scolding. Seeing that his father still had no intention of speaking for him, he was completely disappointed.
He turned around and ran out without even looking back.
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