White World — Spirit Hall
"By the way, Teacher..."
Hu Liena blinked curiously and looked at Bibi Dong.
"You've always said you wanted to defeat His Eminence, Dragon God Douluo. Did you ever succeed?"
The moment the question left her mouth, the atmosphere in the hall became strangely quiet.
Bibi Dong's expression froze.
The smile on her face stiffened almost instantly.
Seeing that reaction, Hu Liena immediately understood the answer.
Apparently...
Her teacher still hadn't managed to defeat Dragon God Douluo.
A faint smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Heh."
"Over the years, your teacher has challenged me countless times, hoping to defeat me and gain the right to speak at home."
He crossed his arms and sighed dramatically.
"Unfortunately, every single attempt ended in failure."
Hu Liena's eyes widened.
"So Teacher never won even once?"
The smile on Yu Xiaogang's face became even more annoying.
"That's right."
"Not a single—"
Before he could finish, Bibi Dong's cold voice interrupted him.
"Shut up."
Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
"And tonight, you're sleeping on the floor."
Yu Xiaogang's smug expression vanished instantly.
"What?"
"Wait, wait, wait!"
"Let's discuss this rationally!"
"Sleeping on the floor is inhumane!"
His sudden change in attitude made Hu Liena burst into laughter.
A moment ago, he had looked invincible.
Now he looked like a husband begging for mercy.
The contrast was hilarious.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang panic, Bibi Dong felt slightly better.
However, Yu Xiaogang wasn't ready to surrender.
"Besides..."
He coughed lightly.
"It's not like you've never had the upper hand."
The moment he spoke those words, his expression became meaningful.
Very meaningful.
Bibi Dong instantly understood what he was implying.
A flush spread across her elegant face.
Even the tips of her ears turned red.
Without hesitation, she reached out and pinched Yu Xiaogang's waist hard.
"Ow!"
Yu Xiaogang nearly jumped into the air.
Hu Liena blinked in confusion.
She looked at Bibi Dong.
Then at Yu Xiaogang.
Then back at Bibi Dong.
"What?"
"When did Teacher gain the upper hand?"
"Can you explain?"
Her innocent curiosity made both adults freeze.
The corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched violently.
Explain?
How was he supposed to explain something like that?
There were limits to what could be discussed in front of a child.
Bibi Dong immediately turned away, pretending not to hear.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang waved his hand repeatedly.
"Go away."
"Shoo."
"Children shouldn't ask about adult matters."
Hu Liena became even more curious.
"What adult matters?"
"Why can't I ask?"
"Teacher, tell me!"
Bibi Dong refused to answer.
Yu Xiaogang refused even more strongly.
The more they avoided the question, the more suspicious Hu Liena became.
Unfortunately for her, neither of them intended to elaborate.
The topic was quickly abandoned.
At that moment, everyone's attention returned to the Heavenly Screen.
The projection continued playing.
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On the Heavenly Screen
Time passed.
Under the watchful eyes of countless spectators across both worlds, Yu Xiaogang successfully absorbed the ten-thousand-year spirit bone.
A powerful wave of spirit power surged from his body.
The surrounding air trembled slightly.
Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes.
A smile immediately spread across his face.
The feeling was wonderful.
His entire body seemed lighter.
Stronger.
More complete.
The gains from this absorption far exceeded his expectations.
Originally, most of the power contained within the ten-thousand-year spirit ring had been used to support his evolution.
The evolution of his martial soul.
The evolution of his body.
The strengthening of his foundation.
All of these processes consumed tremendous amounts of energy.
As a result, although he had absorbed a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, his spirit power had only increased from Rank 30 to Rank 32.
To be honest, he had been somewhat disappointed.
A ten-thousand-year spirit ring resulting in only two levels of improvement sounded underwhelming.
Fortunately, the spirit bone made up for everything.
The moment it fused with his body, an enormous amount of pure energy erupted.
His spirit power surged again.
Rank 33.
Rank 34.
Rank 35.
In a matter of moments, his cultivation increased by three full levels.
Combined with the gains from the spirit ring, his strength had advanced dramatically.
However, spirit power was actually the least important reward.
The true treasure was the spirit bone itself.
A ten-thousand-year spirit bone.
Its value was beyond imagination.
The enhancement it provided to his body alone was enough to drive countless Spirit Masters insane with envy.
And then there was the spirit bone ability.
That was the real prize.
"Father."
Yu Xiaogang stretched out his right arm.
"Help me examine my condition."
Yu Yuanzhen nodded.
Without saying a word, he grabbed Yu Xiaogang's wrist and injected a strand of spirit power into his body.
The spirit power flowed through every muscle.
Every bone.
Every meridian.
The more he examined, the more shocked he became.
Several moments later, he slowly withdrew his spirit power.
His expression was filled with disbelief.
"Unbelievable..."
"What is it?"
The others immediately became nervous.
Yu Yuanzhen swallowed.
Then he answered.
"His physical strength is already comparable to that of some Spirit Emperors."
The entire area fell silent.
Everyone stared at him.
No one spoke.
No one breathed.
For a moment, it felt as though time itself had frozen.
Spirit Emperor level?
A Soul Venerable with Spirit Emperor-level physical strength?
What kind of joke was this?
That should have been impossible.
Yet the evidence stood directly before them.
Yu Xiaogang had only just obtained his third spirit ring.
He was merely Rank 35.
Yet his body had already reached a level comparable to many Spirit Emperors.
The gap between him and ordinary Spirit Masters had become absurd.
Yu Yuanzhen felt increasingly speechless.
The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed.
But when he remembered that Yu Xiaogang's third spirit ring was already ten thousand years old, things became slightly easier to accept.
After all, most Spirit Masters wouldn't obtain their first ten-thousand-year spirit ring until Rank 50.
By then, they would already be Spirit Kings.
The next spirit ring would push them into the Spirit Emperor realm.
So technically...
Yu Xiaogang had already crossed a milestone usually reserved for Spirit Kings.
Still.
Even with that explanation, the result remained outrageous.
A Soul Venerable possessing Spirit Emperor-level physical strength was unprecedented in the history of the continent.
And somehow...
Yu Xiaogang didn't seem surprised at all.
"Hmm."
He nodded thoughtfully.
"Not bad."
"Pretty much what I expected."
The surrounding people nearly coughed up blood.
Not bad?
Only that?
Did he realize how terrifying this achievement was?
Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang didn't voice his next thought aloud.
Because deep down, he actually felt his physical strength wasn't high enough yet.
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