Chapter 84: Yu Xiaogang Confidently Tastes Hundreds of Herbs… and Ends Up Soiling His Pants
At the same time, in the Upper Realm.
Ling Province, outside White Deer Academy, Ten-Mile Slope.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, a stiff figure was thrown out of the academy's side gate like a dead dog. The body tumbled down the rocky hillside, rolling through loose stones all the way down.
"Ah—my waist…"
After rolling dozens of meters and finally crashing into a moss-covered boulder, the miserable figure of Yu Xiaogang barely came to a stop.
But where was the dignity of a "master" now?
His previously meticulous hairstyle had lost a large patch, and the long robe symbolizing his theoretical authority had been shredded into strips by thorn bushes. His face was bruised purple and blue.
"White Deer Academy… you white-haired old bastard!"
"You… you've gone too far!!"
Lying on the ground, Yu Xiaogang clawed his hands deep into the soil, his face twisted with venomous hatred.
"I kindly offered my peerless theories to help elevate your academy to a higher level. Fine if you didn't appreciate it, but you even unleashed your dogs to bite me?"
"And then threw me out like trash!"
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river!"
"I, Yu Xiaogang, will remember today's humiliation!"
"When my theories reach perfection, I will flatten this broken academy and make all of you kneel before me in repentance!!"
But dreams were beautiful, while reality was cruel.
No sooner had he finished his bold declaration than the crushing gravity of the world descended upon him.
After leaving the academy's mountain-protecting formation and without the white-haired instructor's assistance, the outside gravity became far more violent.
Yu Xiaogang felt as if a mountain had been strapped onto his back. Standing up was impossible. Even crouching required immense effort.
"No… If this continues, I'll die."
"I cannot die here. I am a master; I am the invincible being in theory."
"If I die, it will be a tremendous loss to this world!"
Soon, his instinct to survive reminded Yu Xiaogang of his Martial Soul.
"Break wind like striking thunder, rumble the heavens, and split the earth, Luo Sanpao!"
"Come out, Sanpao!"
He raised his head slightly and exhausted the last trace of Soul Power within his body, trying to summon that mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Pig to help relieve some pressure, even if it only served as a cushion.
"Luo… Luo…"
Two extremely weak squeals sounded.
A ball of light appeared and condensed beside him into a fat-headed pig with large ears.
"Luo… Luo…"
But Luo Sanpao looked no better.
The moment it appeared, its eyes rolled white, its tongue hung out, and its fur was plastered tightly against its body. It looked pitiful.
"Trash!"
"You useless trash!"
Furious, Yu Xiaogang slapped it. However, because of the immense gravity, his hand missed, and he was pressed down again, planting his face straight into the dirt.
"Damn it… even my Martial Soul is suppressed!"
"The laws of this world are too powerful. Only by raising my cultivation! Only by becoming stronger can I resist this gravity!"
With that thought, Yu Xiaogang looked toward a nearby patch of grass and began crawling toward it with great difficulty.
"I've been stuck at rank twenty-nine for years, but that was on the Douluo Continent!"
"The spiritual energy here is at least a hundred times richer!"
"With my profound understanding of Martial Soul theory, as long as I obtain some resources, I will definitely break through to rank thirty!"
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang stopped caring about dirt or filth. Trembling, he reached into the grass and began searching.
Soon, within the crack of a stone, he discovered a seemingly ordinary wild grass emitting a faint blue glow.
"This grass may look ordinary, but streams of light flow through its veins, and its spiritual energy is restrained within."
"According to my judgment, this is at least equivalent to a hundred-year spiritual herb in the Douluo Continent!"
"If I eat it… It will definitely work!"
Without hesitation, Yu Xiaogang grabbed the herb and stuffed it straight into his mouth, not even bothering to wipe off the dirt. He chewed it up and swallowed it greedily.
"Boom!"
The moment the herb entered his stomach, pure energy transformed into a wave of heat that surged through his limbs and bones.
Although it was only the lowest-grade spiritual energy of this world, to Yu Xiaogang, who had lived for years in a spiritually barren environment, it felt like a vast raging river!
Crack!
In that instant, the rank-twenty-nine bottleneck that had plagued him for most of his life finally shattered.
"Rank thirty…"
"I've broken through to rank thirty!!!"
"Hahahahahahahaha!!!"
Feeling the changes within his Soul Power, Yu Xiaogang raised his head, and two muddy streams of tears burst from his eyes.
"Do you see that?! Do you all see that?!"
"I, Yu Xiaogang, am not trash!"
"I was simply born in the wrong world!"
"In this perfect world, eating a random blade of grass lets me break through. That means I'm a genius! The chosen one!!"
The exhilaration of this instant breakthrough completely intoxicated him. His already extreme self-confidence swelled to its absolute peak.
He even felt he had grasped the truth of this world.
"I must eat more!"
"I will continue breaking through!"
"As long as I eat enough, I can become a god!"
"When that time comes, forget White Deer Academy, even the Primordial Immortal Court; I would dare to challenge!"
With that, Yu Xiaogang crawled across the hillside like a madman.
Soon, his persistent search for opportunities paid off.
A plant ahead caught his attention.
It looked very similar to blue silver grass, but its entire body was an eerie deep purple, with faint violet mist swirling around it.
"This is…"
Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, staring at it with wide eyes, drool nearly dripping from his mouth.
As excitement surged, the theories from his self-written "Ten Core Competencies of the Perfect World" began automatically flipping through his mind.
"Purple qi rising from the east, leaves like ghostly shadows… could this be the legendary Purple Extreme Immortal Herb?!"
"An immortal-grade herb—definitely a mutated immortal-grade!"
"My book states: wherever poisonous creatures appear, there must be a detoxifying immortal herb nearby."
"And wherever purple qi surrounds something, it must be a heavenly treasure!"
"So in my judgment, eating this will not only strengthen my body but might even allow Luo Sanpao to undergo a complete evolution!"
"Hahaha! Heaven helps me! Heaven truly helps me!!"
Blinded by arrogance, Yu Xiaogang completely ignored the foul stench emanating from the purple mist.
He yanked up the plant he believed to be the Purple Extreme Immortal Herb and shoved the entire thing into his mouth.
"Gulp!"
He swallowed it whole and waited confidently.
But this time, there was no warm current.
No evolution.
Instead—
A violent, world-churning pain exploded inside Yu Xiaogang's stomach.
End of Chapter