leaving the sect, Yu Xiaogang's luck was not good.
Before leaving the sect, he asked his father for a sect order. With the sect order of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, he could enter the Spirit Hall and the other two sects of the upper three sects, meet the big figures of various parties, and find a way for himself to break through the 30th level of the spirit.
But when he was leaving the mountain gate, he was stopped by Yu Xiaomen, who took his sect order before leaving.
As the saying goes, it is easy to see the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with the little ghosts. Without this sect order that symbolizes his identity, Yu Xiaogang wanted to go to the Spirit Halls of various places or go to the Haotian Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, but the first checkpoint guards blocked him.
The Pope, the Sect Master, which one can he easily see.
Without the sect order, Yu Xiaogang can go back to the sect and ask Yu Yuanzhen for one, but the stubborn Yu Xiaogang has self-esteem. Before leaving the sect, he swore that he would not return to the sect until he made a name for himself.
Therefore, Xiaogang had to find another way to find opportunities to sneak into the Spirit Hall or the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Haotian Sect, and try every means to get in touch with their secrets and find a way to evolve the spirit.
But before that, Xiaogang encountered a problem. He met a liar. This hateful liar said that he had a magic medicine that could make the spirit evolve. As a result, Xiaogang believed it in a rush, and then the money on his body was swindled out by the liar.
The penniless Xiaogang was not without a way out. He was also a level 29 soul master. He could join the soul hunting team and collect commissions to help others hunt souls, or he could join the Spirit Hall and become a deacon to go to villages around to help others awaken their spirits.
But who is Xiaogang? He is the son of Yu Yuanzhen, the leader of the upper three sects. He has an extremely noble status. Let him help the untouchables awaken their spirits? Let him teach those untouchables knowledge? Let him help the untouchable soul masters hunt souls? He would rather die than do such a thing that would lose his status. Even if he starved to death, Yu Xiaogang would not associate with this group of low-class soul masters. (In this era, those who joined the soul hunting team to hunt souls for commissions, as well as the deacons of the Spirit Hall, were basically white-collar people who had the spirit and were lucky enough to become soul masters.) As a result, the young leader starved for three days.
Fortunately, there is always a way out. When he was dizzy from hunger, Yu Xiaogang saw soul masters coming out of the local Spirit Hall, holding several gold soul coins received from the Spirit Hall.
Yu Xiaogang then remembered the monthly salary of the Spirit Hall, so he registered his soul master level in the Spirit Hall, received his soul master monthly salary, and started working for the Spirit Hall.
So, a man with a short flat head and a figure as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a black bachelor's suit, walked out of the Spirit Hall. He was holding a bag of monthly salary for the Spirit Hall's spirit masters, and curled his lips in disdain: "Humph, the Spirit Hall uses the money of the two empires to buy people's hearts. It's a crime. I won't spend this money if I don't spend it."
Yu Xiaogang solved the problem of food and clothing with the monthly salary of the Spirit Hall's spirit masters, and now he began to feel sad again.
No matter how he tried to practice, his bottleneck was as unshakable as a stone.
Just kidding, Yu Yuanzhen's help in teaching him skills and practicing couldn't make him break through level 30, let alone Yu Xiaogang's own practice.
Without Yu Yuanzhen, it would be a miracle for him to become a spirit master in this life.
In short, it was all Luo Sanpao's fault. In the dark corners where no one was, Yu Xiaogang would summon Luo Sanpao and bully him harshly whenever he felt unhappy:
"You useless person, it's all your fault. You could have evolved into a golden holy dragon. Why did you degenerate? You made me bear the name of a useless person for more than ten years. Do you know that if it weren't for you, I would at least be a soul master now, oh no, a soul king! Give me back the golden holy dragon, give me back the golden holy dragon——"
Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he kicked Luo Sanpao to the ground. Luo Sanpao let out a series of wail.
If it weren't for the close connection between martial souls and soul masters, the persecution of martial souls would be reflected on soul masters. Yu Xiaogang said that he had to kill the pig and eat pork tonight.
In a cheap hotel in Coconut Grove City.
Yu Xiaogang walked into his hotel room in a daze and opened it. The moment the door opened, he saw three people in the door.
Two old men were guarding the handsome and tall man in the center.
"You guys."
Before Yu Xiaogang could finish his question, a golden light flashed, and Yu Xiaogang's thin body felt dazed for a while, and then fell down.
Before he lost consciousness, he heard the conversation of the three people.
"Is this Yu Yuanzhen's famous waste son? It's really as good as his reputation. His martial soul is a pig, and his soul skills are bullshit. Hahahaha——"
"There's more. I heard that this waste consumed a lot of resources of the sect. Yu Yuanzhen taught him skills for more than ten years before he barely reached the level of 29. If it weren't for him, Yu Yuanzhen would have been a level 95 Super Douluo now."
"In this case, we really have to thank this waste a lot. He slowed down the pace of development of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect."
"But do you really want to choose him?"
"What I need is a waste, a clown."
Shut up, I'm not a waste, nor a clown, Yu Xiaogang cried out in his heart before his consciousness was about to collapse.
At dusk, Yu Xiaogang woke up from the ground.
He shook his dizzy flat head, feeling confused: Strange, why am I sleeping on the floor, what just happened?
Unable to figure it out, Yu Xiaogang stopped thinking about it, and his thoughts returned to his own problems.
The monthly salary from the Spirit Hall solved the problem of eating, but his goal was still a long way off.
He wanted to go to other forces on the mainland, obtain methods to evolve martial spirits from them, and use their resources to help his martial spirit Luo Sanpao evolve into a golden holy dragon, but how could he do this without a sect order?
Yu Xiaogang scratched his flat head and went out in some distress.
He walked on the streets of Coconut City with his hands behind his back, looking worried, when suddenly, he saw a beautiful figure shuttling through the streets of Coconut City.
She had wine-red hair and a superior figure and appearance.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, looking at her like a wolf.
She is indeed very beautiful, which man would not be attracted to her? But this is not the main reason why she really attracted Yu Xiaogang, but Yu Xiaogang recognized her identity -
Bibi Dong, the contemporary saint of the Spirit Hall.
From the moment he recognized her identity, his little brain in his flat head began to work faster.
(End of this chapter)