"My son... my son..." Yu Yuanzhen wanted to say something, but when he thought about the headache Yu Xiaogang had been causing recently, he simply could not bring himself to speak.
Because during this period, the thing that troubled Yu Yuanzhen the most was precisely that useless bastard Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang had somehow managed to accept a disciple with innate full Spirit Power and a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, yet instead of cherishing him, he became extremely harsh toward Tang San after switching to the Douluo Heart Method and seeing no improvement in Tang San's cultivation speed.
A Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass already had weak foundations even if it mutated. The fact that Tang San could cultivate properly at all was already fortunate enough.
Although switching to the more efficient cultivation method should have significantly improved cultivation speed, and the lack of any progress really was strange, Yu Xiaogang himself was not exactly a capable person. Having a disciple like that should have made him secretly overjoyed.
If something went wrong, then as the teacher, he should have tried to solve it, not merely complain about his disciple.
Given the scale of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, it wasn't as though they couldn't afford to provide for the two of them; treating them as display pieces would have sufficed. If Yu Xiaogang had just shut his mouth and waited patiently for Tang San to grow stronger in the future, Tang San might even have held him in high regard.
Instead, while remaining dissatisfied with his disciple and constantly complaining about Tang San's lack of progress, Yu Xiaogang even demanded that the clan allow him to participate in the affairs of Thunderclap Academy or Blue Tyrant Academy and teach more students.
After wandering outside for decades, he came back looking somewhat more mature. But the moment Yu Yuanzhen showed him a little kindness and fatherly affection, the same childish temperament from his youth resurfaced.
It would have been one thing if he lacked ability, but he still insisted on pointing fingers at everyone else.
Before bringing Yu Xiaogang back to the clan, Yu Yuanzhen had genuinely worried about his beloved youngest son. He worried Yu Xiaogang would be bullied outside and fail to adapt after returning to the sect.
But once Yu Xiaogang truly came back and began forcing the sect to adapt to him, Yu Yuanzhen only wished he could go back in time and slap his past self twice for ever making that decision.
He should have just left Yu Xiaogang far away in Nuoding City forever.
"I'll bring my useless son here to apologize to Elder Chen immediately."
Yu Yuanzhen could barely raise his head. After speaking in a low, conciliatory voice, his body transformed into lightning and shot out of the hall.
Seeing this, Yu Luomian stomped his foot viciously and sighed in a tone full of frustration and disappointment.
"Big brother, can't you just be ruthless for once?! Your entire reputation in this life is being ruined!"
"I'm sorry, Elder Chen, truly sorry. Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan… just how much bad karma must our ancestors have accumulated to produce a bastard like Yu Xiaogang? Could it really be because he…"
Yu Luomian spoke awkwardly, so agitated that he even began to stutter.
As the clan's actual manager and chief steward, Yu Luomian usually behaved similarly to Ning Fengzhi—calculating, meticulous, and extremely concerned about appearances. No matter what happened, he would always protect the clan's dignity and his elder brother's reputation.
But merely the existence of Yu Xiaogang was enough to completely shatter Yu Luomian's composure, making him abandon all restraint and openly lament the misfortune of his family.
Within the entire hall, not a single Spirit Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan dared to lift their head due to Yu Xiaogang's presence, wishing they could cease breathing entirely and temporarily enter hibernation to block everything out.
It had to be said that this was also a kind of ability on Yu Xiaogang's part; after all, making the proud and arrogant Spirit Masters of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan feel this aggrieved was every bit as difficult as slaughtering them.
Yu Xiaogang idolized Tang Hao. Although he had not inherited even a fraction of Tang Hao's strength, his capacity to make his family view his name as a mark of shame was truly no different from Tang Hao's.
...
A few minutes later, Yu Yuanzhen arrived in the grand hall dragging Yu Xiaogang, whose belly was as bloated as that of a pregnant woman.
Without a word, he slammed Yu Xiaogang onto the floor, causing his head to split open and bleed. He then bowed slightly to Chen Ming, offering an awkward smile.
"Elder Chen, I have brought my useless son here to apologize to you."
It should be noted that even during their private meeting within Spirit Hall, Yu Yuanzhen had never bowed even slightly to Chen Ming. His back had been perfectly straight and his words full of confidence.
That alone showed just how helpless Yu Yuanzhen felt now.
"You worthless thing! Hurry up and apologize to Elder Chen!"
Yu Yuanzhen kicked Yu Xiaogang. It looked forceful, but when it actually landed, there was not much strength behind it.
But even so, that force still caused Yu Xiaogang piercing pain. He let out a shrill cry and rolled across the floor clutching his belly, which bulged like he was ten months pregnant.
Yu Luomian closed his eyes, covered his ears with Spirit Power, and pretended to be a statue. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Spirit Masters who were originally meant to be test subjects also hid one after another behind Yu Luomian, copying his example to play dead.
"I… what crime have I committed?" Yu Xiaogang curled up on the floor like a giant shrimp, veins bulging on his face as though he were enduring immense pain. He spoke in an almost hysterical tone.
"You unfilial wretch! Even at death's door you still refuse to admit your crimes? You slandered Elder Chen's reputation—what else do you have to say for yourself now?"
"I… I didn't say anything wrong!" Yu Xiaogang knew his deeds had been exposed, but he still stubbornly argued. "I'm a teacher at Nuoding Academy. Saying that I taught Elder Chen… isn't that perfectly normal?"
"You? A teacher at Nuoding City Junior Spirit Master Academy? Ever since you entered that academy, you haven't taught a single class. What exactly are you supposed to be?" Chen Ming mercilessly exposed him.
Other teachers could reasonably claim they had once taught Chen Ming—that would at least be vague but technically acceptable. But Yu Xiaogang absolutely had no right to say such a thing, because he had literally never taught a single lesson at the academy. He had been freeloading the entire time.
"But no matter what, I'm still a teacher at the academy…" Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled on the ground, looking up at Chen Ming standing above him with an icy gaze.
Feeling what he imagined to be the contempt, hatred, disgust, loathing, and cold stares of the surrounding clansmen directed at him, Yu Xiaogang felt as though he had reached his limit.
In reality, however, every single clansman had completely shut off their senses and was pretending to be dead. Aside from Chen Ming, Dugu Bo, and Yu Yuanzhen, nobody was actually looking at Yu Xiaogang at all.
Yet Yu Xiaogang still became so enraged by the nonexistent ridicule around him that his eyes turned bloodshot, his breathing became ragged, and his fingernails dug deeply into his palms.
It looked exactly like some uniquely Douluo-version psychological breakdown.
Yu Yuanzhen was speechless with rage. He lightly kicked Yu Xiaogang again.
The moment he did, Chen Ming immediately took a horrified step backward and grabbed Dugu Bo's sleeve. Dugu Bo instinctively retreated explosively with Chen Ming while erecting a Spirit Power barrier around the two of them.
Before Yu Yuanzhen could even understand what had happened, a relieved expression appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.
Then, a sticky yellow substance accompanied by a cloud of gas erupted from behind him.
"BLEGH!"
Caught off guard, Yu Yuanzhen instinctively inhaled the smell—an unbelievably foul stench, like dozens of substances had been marinated in a cesspit for months and then left under the blazing sun for several more.
Even though he reflexively sealed his breathing with Spirit Power the next instant, he still ended up vomiting everything he had eaten at the banquet.
As for Yu Luomian and the others pretending to be dead, they had it even worse.
They had sealed off their hearing and vision, but never thought to block their sense of smell.
As a result, the entire group ended up taking several deep breaths of the horrific fart.
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