Yu Xiaogang was so anxious he felt like crying; he had never expected to encounter Qin Xiao, the Killing God, in this place.
Isn't it said, "The most dangerous place is the safest?"
Why was it not like what was written in the books?
"Qin Xiao, don't be impulsive, let's talk this over..."
He hastily said, "Qin Xiao, did you know? When my father attacked you, I opposed it too, but his strength was greater than mine, and he was the head of the family. My, my suggestions simply fell on deaf ears."
Listening to Yu Xiaogang's words, Qin Xiao's mouth revealed a mocking smile, "Yu Xiaogang, do you take me for a three-year-old child, that naive to be deceived?"
"Besides, your family has already submitted to me, having committed crimes to make contributions, so what if I kill you?"
What?!
Yu Xiaogang was shocked.
But he also knew that Qin Xiao's words couldn't possibly be a lie.
Because there was absolutely no need.
"It was just a matter of a few days ago."
"Forget it, knowing so much is of no use to you."
Qin Xiao waved his hand impatiently, "Call out your Martial Soul Luo Sanpao now."
"What, what are you going to do?" Yu Xiaogang trembled, a bad premonition forming in his heart.
"Do you have a choice? My patience is limited."
As he spoke, Qin Xiao stretched out three fingers and shook them before Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
The message was clear, he was telling Yu Xiaogang that he only had three seconds to consider.
However, Yu Xiaogang's reaction was even quicker, "Please, don't do anything rash."
He didn't even need a second, let alone three, to summon Luo Sanpao out.
In contrast, Luo Sanpao also seemed very afraid of Qin Xiao, shrinking behind Yu Xiaogang, with only half of its head showing, blinking at Qin Xiao.
"Very good." Qin Xiao nodded satisfactorily, then opened his palm toward Luo Sanpao, and an eruption of powerful Soul Power turned into a gust, instantly blowing Yu Xiaogang away.
Afterward, Qin Xiao clenched his hand, and Luo Sanpao was immediately bound by a powerful force of Soul Power.
As Qin Xiao slightly lifted his hand, it too rose into the air.
"Qin Xiao, what are you going to do!" Yu Xiaogang was terrified.
He even thought of preventing it.
But, Qin Xiao merely glanced at him faintly, and just like an eggplant hit by frost, Yu Xiaogang instantly wilted.
Standing there, not daring to take another step forward.
"I'm about to free you."
At that moment, Qin Xiao's tranquil voice reached Yu Xiaogang's ears.
Then the Soul Power burst forth violently, and Yu Xiaogang watched as Luo Sanpao exploded to pieces before his eyes.
"No!"
Yu Xiaogang felt a heart-wrenching pain.
Tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
But all this was beyond his help.
Yet, in the next moment, he froze.
Because Luo Sanpao didn't completely disappear, but turned into a golden energy that began to reconstitute itself.
Soon enough.
A tiny dragon-shaped creature appeared in the palm of Qin Xiao's hand.
"Light... Holy Radiant Dragon?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned.
If he hadn't seen Yu Yuanzhen after his Martial Soul's evolution, he wouldn't recognize the Holy Radiant Dragon floating in the palm of Qin Xiao.
"That's right, it's the Holy Radiant Dragon."
"But you're really too ostentatious, wasting such a Martial Soul."
Qin Xiao's voice carried a tinge of complexity.
In fact, Yu Xiaogang possessed an outstanding Martial Soul, but his talent was truly too poor.
Insufficient to fully demonstrate the Holy Radiant Dragon's Martial Soul.
In the end, it turned into something as bizarre as the Martial Soul Luo Sanpao.
It was like pearls covered in dust.
"What? Is this really true?"
"My Martial Soul is the Holy Radiant Dragon? How could it possibly be the Holy Radiant Dragon?"
"No, no, no, it's Luo Sanpao, it's a waste Martial Soul."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head repeatedly.
He was unwilling to accept this fact.
Otherwise, wouldn't he be admitting that he truly was a waste?
And he even dragged his Martial Soul down.
If word got out, wouldn't he be laughed at even more bitterly?
A cold smirk appeared at the corner of Qin Xiao's mouth, "A waste is a waste, there are only people who are wastes, no Martial Souls that are wastes. Yu Xiaogang, isn't it ironic that this saying applies particularly well to you, understanding yourself so well?"
Yu Xiaogang was struck as if by lightning.
He had originally said this phrase to prove that he wasn't a waste.
Now, it sounded especially sarcastic.
Seeing this, Qin Xiao felt a bit bored and shook his head, passing by Yu Xiaogang.
"You're not going to kill me?"
Yu Xiaogang looked numbly at Qin Xiao's departing back, asking blankly.
"Are you worthy?"
Qin Xiao's disdainful voice echoed in Yu Xiaogang's ears. But he was moving farther and farther away.
That's right.
Yu Xiaogang truly wasn't worthy.
And today, having crippled Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul and dealt such a severe blow, it would be too pitiful not to let Yu Xiaogang fully experience the taste of this event.
It was better to let him live and continue to suffer rather than killing him quickly and letting him die fast.
"Thump."
Watching Qin Xiao's distant figure, Yu Xiaogang collapsed weakly onto the ground.
He was truly broken.
"It's over, really over. There's no hope left in my life..."
Without the Martial Soul, without Soul Power, how could he prove himself right, not a waste?
Moreover, he couldn't return to the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan either, losing his last refuge.
He plunged into deep despair, feeling as if his world was falling apart, devoid of any light.
"Maybe I should just die..."
He suddenly harbored a thought.
But he quickly gave it up.
Not because he had found a new appreciation for life.
But because he lacked the courage to end it.
"Forget it, it's better to live wretchedly than die nobly. I don't just have to survive; I need to live long. I believe someone will take down the arrogant Qin Xiao..." Yu Xiaogang comforted himself.