Chapter 2: Differential Treatment, Expulsion from the Sect
Yu Yuanzhen looked at Long Qianming, who was laughing wildly like a madman and losing all sense of decorum. Then he looked at the sensible Yu Xiaogang, who was considering the Sect's overall situation. Comparing the two, his anger only grew.
Why were they both his biological sons with similar trash External Martial Souls, yet their personalities were at two opposite extremes?
After calming his emotions, Yu Yuanzhen sat back in his seat.
"Since Xiaogang has said so, then let's test this Yu Qianming's spirit power."
Standing below the main hall, Long Qianming looked at the father and son playing along with each other. He especially noted Yu Xiaogang; although they didn't have much contact usually, Xiaogang's hypocrisy had long been apparent.
innate spirit power didn't necessarily have to be tested; anyone who awakened a Spirit could sense if there was spirit power in their body. Yet Yu Xiaogang had given him the chance to test it. Honestly, for this point alone, he felt a slight sense of gratitude toward him.
But that was all!
Long Qianming placed his right hand on the spirit power testing ball. Under everyone's gaze, the crystal ball burst forth with a distinct blue light. Its brightness was faint, yet it was brighter than a certain someone's.
"innate spirit power Rank 2!"
"innate spirit power Rank 2? How is that possible?"
Having returned to the crowd, Yu Xiaogang listened to the Elder's announcement and stared wide-eyed at the testing crystal ball. In an instant, his mental state completely shattered.
Why? Why did this trash Elder brother—who had never been recognized since childhood, had no cultivation resources, and ignored him in the library—have an innate spirit power higher than his own?
The testing crystal ball must be malfunctioning. It was a misjudgment, definitely a misjudgment!
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
In his despair, Yu Xiaogang's thoughts shifted, and he suddenly felt overjoyed. Both of their Spirits were trash External Martial Souls, and his own spirit power was even lower.
Then he could completely offer great rewards to use him as a test subject for External Martial Souls. Perhaps he would find a brand-new path for Spirit Master development and become the foremost theory Grandmaster on the continent.
At this moment, Long Qianming looked at the brightness of the crystal ball. His smile deepened as he said bitterly,
"innate spirit power Rank 2... that's enough."
The children who were prepared to mock his low spirit power were completely silenced by his bitter laughter and sharp gaze. They even showed a faint trace of fear.
"Shut up! You trash with Rank 2 innate spirit power actually say it's enough? My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has no need for an unmotivated, conceited person like you!"
Fuming with rage, Yu Yuanzhen took a bag containing fifty gold coins and threw it heavily in front of Long Qianming, shouting angrily,
"You unmotivated trash, take this money and get the hell out of the Sect. I don't want to see you again."
"You're not worthy of giving me money, and I don't need your filthy money—"
Long Qianming quickly picked up the money at his feet and threw it back at Yu Yuanzhen with all his strength.
To him, the grudge of Yu Yuanzhen refusing to save him and allowing his wife to humiliate him had already been formed. His money was destined to be dirty.
Although the money bag didn't hit Yu Yuanzhen, it was the first time he had ever encountered such an insult.
And it was committed by his own rebellious son. Yu Yuanzhen stood up in a rage and shouted at the departing Long Qianming,
"Kid, stop right there! Did I give you permission to leave?"
Currently, the atmosphere in the Sect Master Peak's main hall was tense, as if a battle could break out at any moment.
The other Sect Elders in the hall looked at Long Qianming in surprise. They all remained silent, closely watching the drama of the father and son falling out.
After all, their quarrel was a family matter. These Elders were merely outsiders; how could they casually intervene?
Many children present showed looks of terror. This trash actually dared to treat the Sect Master like this; being expelled from the Sect was already the Sect Master's greatest mercy.
As he was leaving, Long Qianming's back was to Yu Yuanzhen, but his head turned nearly 180 degrees to look back. In his bloodshot eyes, there was a sinister light—a mix of hawk-like sharpness, ferocity, violence, and resentment.
The surrounding children were all startled and stepped back together. The silent Elders were also stunned in place, seeing such an expression for the first time.
"Don't you find me an eyesore? Then I'll just leave. I've had enough of staying in this man-eating Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"
"If I achieve my lofty aspirations one day, I'll dare to laugh at Huang Chao for being less than a man."
"You—"
Although Yu Yuanzhen didn't understand the meaning of the poem, he could hear that his rebellious son was an extremely arrogant and unstable person who was destined to be useless in the future. Moreover, he had awakened a sickly Spirit.
Rather than letting him consume resources within the Sect and making himself feel miserable every time he saw him, it was better to expel him and let him fend for himself.
Yu Yuanzhen's blood pressure rose, leaving him speechless with rage. After a few seconds of calming down, he solemnly announced:
"From this day forth, Yu Qianming's surname is abolished, and he is expelled from the Sect. He is not permitted to call himself a disciple of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect outside. Otherwise, he shall be killed. Pack your things and get out now."
"Hahaha..."
Long Qianming threw his head back and laughed loudly. Then, his eyes turned cold as he said sharply, "Just what I wanted."
Then, Long Qianming walked toward the outside of the hall with an arrogant, swaggering gait.
After this incident, the news of Yu Qianming offending the Sect Master and being expelled spread throughout the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect... At night, at the foot of a small peak next to the Sect Master Peak, Long Qianming returned to his secluded and somewhat dilapidated small house. He closed the drafty door and summoned the Luo San Pao Spirit again.
At this time, Luo San Pao was completely different from when it awakened during the day. It had become extremely active, showing no signs of being sickly. It even leaned against Long Qianming's feet, nudging him continuously in a very affectionate manner.
Long Qianming knelt down and stroked Luo San Pao kindly, and it was very happy to receive its master's comfort.
"Luo San Pao... no, to be precise, I should call you Swine, or the Sacred Dragon Spirit."
Long Qianming remembered that Yu Xiaogang's Luo San Pao Spirit contained a trace of the Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline. Although it was very thin, if developed properly later on, it would surely evolve into a Golden Sacred Dragon—an External Golden Sacred Dragon at that.
As for his black Luo San Pao, based on the dark attribute of his mother's Bat Spirit, its listlessness during the day, and its current frantic activity, his Spirit likely possessed the Dark Holy Dragon bloodline and was a juvenile form of the Dark Holy Dragon.
To make it evolve completely, he would have to absorb spirit rings from Dragon-type or Sub-Dragon Spirit Beasts with the dark attribute. However, while dark-attribute Spirit Beasts were easy to find, dark-attribute Dragon or Sub-Dragon Spirit Beasts were extremely rare.
Furthermore, the strength of Dragon-type Spirit Beasts far exceeded that of other Spirit Beasts of the same level. Even if he found one, as someone who had been abandoned by his Sect, it would be truly difficult to hunt.
Of course, there was a second path: going to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to pick Immortal Herbs to replenish the Spirit's source energy. After all, in this period, who knows where Dugu Bo is roaming around?
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is an ownerless land. If I have enough strength, I can go explore it.
At this thought, Long Qianming stopped thinking further. These things were still too far away for him. For now, he had to take things one step at a time and keep his feet on the ground.
He sat cross-legged. Using the high-level Meditation Methods of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect that he had overheard and glimpsed from other disciples, combined with his knowledge of human acupuncture points and his own understanding of meditation, he began to cultivate using a meditation technique he had devised himself.
Immediately, a current of air began to circulate within his body, and external spirit power gradually poured into various parts of his body. Cycle after cycle, it formed a trace of spirit power that belonged uniquely to him.
Before long, Long Qianming noticed something strange. He suddenly opened his eyes, and at this moment, Luo San Pao was transforming into wisps of inky black mist at a visible rate, gradually gathering in his hand.
"What is this?"