Chapter 52 Eight Treasures Chicken's Brutality Against Yu Xiaogang! A Terrifying Scene! Tragic!
Star Dou Forest.
Gu Yuena watched the disappearing pillar of light, a hint of disappointment flashing in her purple eyes.
"It's humans again."
Di Tian stood aside and snorted coldly.
"A level 29 piece of trash would only be sending him to his death."
Da Ming lay on the lakeside, his enormous dragon eyes blinking.
"Humans are indeed cunning, but this Yu Xiaogang..."
He knew exactly what this so-called "master" was capable of.
However, that's not what Da Ming is worried about right now.
He looked up at the sky above him, feeling a chill run down his spine.
"My lord, the view of the sky from here is a live broadcast."
"Then when I was in the Heavenly Court, weren't I also seen naked by those people from the Spirit Hall?"
Thinking of this, Da Ming's enormous body couldn't help but shrink back.
That's a bit awkward.
Moreover, the Spirit Hall must already know about my current strength.
Behind Bibi Dong stands a first-level deity, the Rakshasa God.
"Looks like I need to find a way back quickly."
Da Ming sharpened his dragon teeth.
"Only by following the Heavenly Emperor can one become stronger."
"When the time comes, let alone the Rakshasa God, even if the God King comes, I will dethrone him!"
...
The images flow.
The world of Shrouding the Heavens.
Northern Plains, a vast and desolate wilderness.
Space cracked.
Yu Xiaogang's figure fell out.
He staggered a few steps, steadied himself, and immediately straightened his collar.
Maintain composure.
This is a new world; first impressions matter.
"The energy components in the air are very active..."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, feeling the incredibly rich spiritual energy around him, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.
"Even without cultivation, my soul power is slowly increasing just by breathing."
"This is truly a treasure land!"
Just as he was feeling sentimental.
Cluck cluck!
A loud crowing of a rooster suddenly rang out.
Yu Xiaogang looked in the direction of the sound.
On a huge rock ahead stood a brightly colored... chicken?
This chicken was over a meter tall, with iridescent feathers, a blood-red comb on its head, and a pair of cunning eyes staring at him.
"Soul beast?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.
His occupational hazard kicked in.
He immediately adopted a research posture, looking the rooster up and down.
"Judging from its size and the luster of its feathers, it should be some kind of bird-like spirit beast."
"There are no spirit ring fluctuations on its body, nor any obvious attribute characteristics..."
"Based on preliminary assessment, it is a low-level soul beast at the tenth level."
Yu Xiaogang smiled confidently.
Ten-year soul beast.
Perfect for practicing his skills, and also for dinner.
"Luo Sanpao, come out!"
He gave a low shout, preparing to summon his martial spirit.
However.
Before his spirit rings could even light up, the "ten-year spirit beast" suddenly moved.
Quick.
That's too fast!
Yu Xiaogang only felt a blur before his eyes, and a colorful afterimage was already in front of him.
Bang!
That was the sound of wings flapping on his face.
Yu Xiaogang spun around like a top three times before flying heavily out.
"What?!"
Yu Xiaogang fell to the ground, and half of his face instantly swelled up like a pig's head.
His eyes were filled with horror.
"Giggle!"
The Eight Treasures Chicken was clearly angered by this weak human.
With a flap of its wings, it stirred up a gust of wind, and its sharp claws swooped down like steel hooks.
Sizzle!
Yu Xiaogang's once-proud master's robe instantly turned into strips of cloth.
"You beast! How dare you!"
Yu Xiaogang was both shocked and furious.
How could a great master like him be bullied by a chicken?
But reality is cruel.
For the next quarter of an hour, all the spectators in front of the canopy enjoyed a spectacular performance called "Master Cockfighting".
However, it was a fight with chickens.
Yu Xiaogang was seen running away with his head in his hands, his clothes torn to shreds, his hair a mess, and his face covered in scratches and dirt.
Where is even a trace of the high spirits he had just displayed?
They're worse off than beggars.
"Help! Help me!"
Yu Xiaogang completely broke down.
What kind of world is this?
Is even a chicken this fierce?
Just when he thought he was going to become the chicken's lunch.
Rumble!
The ground in the distance suddenly trembled.
Amidst billowing dust, a magnificent convoy of vehicles rolled in.
The cart wasn't pulled by horses, but by several strange beasts covered in scales. The aura emanating from each of them made Yu Xiaogang feel suffocated.
"That's... a mount of the ten-thousand-year soul beast level?"
Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground, terrified.
In the center of the convoy, a large flag fluttered in the wind, embroidered with an ancient-style character "Li".
"Young Master, we've spotted an Eight Treasures Chicken up ahead!"
A knight in black armor shouted loudly.
"Oh? Eight Treasures Chicken?"
A languid voice came from the most luxurious bronze chariot.
"This is a very nourishing food, perfect for me to make soup."
The words had barely left his mouth.
A large, spiritual hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Eight Treasures Chicken that was about to peck Yu Xiaogang to death.
The once arrogant Eight Treasures Chicken was now as docile as a quail in front of this large hand.
Yu Xiaogang, having narrowly escaped death, was panting heavily.
The curtain of the bronze chariot was lifted.
A young man dressed in brocade robes walked out.
He was handsome, but his eyes revealed an arrogance that regarded all living beings as ants.
Li Teng, the young master of the Beiyuan Li family.
Li Teng glanced at Yu Xiaogang on the ground and frowned slightly.
"Where did this beggar come from? He has offended my eyes."
A manager nearby immediately stepped forward to get rid of Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang's heart tightened.
The sense of impending death triggered an unprecedented will to survive in him.
"Don't kill me!"
"I am useful! I am a master! I am of great use!"
Yu Xiaogang scrambled to his knees and shouted loudly.
The manager's hand froze in mid-air as he glanced back at Li Teng.
Li Teng looked at the strangely dressed person with great interest.
"Master? What master?"
"Can you refine pills? Or are you skilled in locating auspicious burial sites?"
Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, forcing himself to calm down.
He straightened his tattered clothes and straightened his back.
"I don't understand those things."
"But I am well-versed in martial spirit theory and adept at nurturing geniuses!"
"I have nurtured seven unparalleled geniuses, each of whom has the potential to become a god!"
At this point, Yu Xiaogang's face regained its confidence.
He believed it.
Talent development is of paramount importance in any world.
If you demonstrate this, the other party will definitely look at you differently.
However.
After hearing this, Li Teng felt as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"Pfft."
He laughed out loud, then looked at the steward beside him.
"Manager Liu, he said he's good at nurturing geniuses?"
Manager Liu also looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Young Master, this man is probably a madman."
"My family, the Li family of Beiyuan, has the blood of an ancient clan flowing through our veins; we are born warriors."
"Young Master, you are born with superhuman strength. You opened the Sea of Bitterness at the age of three and cultivated the Spring of Life at the age of ten. The Ancestor praised you as having the potential to become a Great Emperor."
"Do we really need to cultivate such waste?"
A potential emperor!
Upon hearing these four words, the Douluo warriors in front of the sky were all stunned.
Although they don't understand what the Sea of Bitterness and the Spring of Life are, the word "Great Emperor" sounds incredibly powerful.
Manager Liu turned his head and looked at Yu Xiaogang with disdain.
"You, with your useless body devoid of any divine power, dare to presume to teach the young master?"
Snap!
A resounding slap.
Yu Xiaogang was sent flying more than ten meters away, spitting out several teeth mixed with blood.
"Ah—!"
Yu Xiaogang screamed, covered his face, and looked terrified.
How come this is different from what he expected?
Why don't these people play by the rules?
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