Chapter 102: Yu Xiaogang Leaves the Sect.
A dusty carriage slowly came to a stop in front of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan's gate.
The curtain was lifted, and a simply dressed man jumped off the carriage, casually tossing a gold soul coin to the driver before walking towards the gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
His movements as he alighted from the car were clean and efficient, his demeanor elegant and graceful, and an air of nobility emanated from his every step.
The area in front of the family gate was rather deserted at this moment, with the ground littered with the debris left after the cannon salutes.
He looked up and could vaguely hear the sounds of ceremonial music coming from within the sect, which made him frown slightly.
"I didn't expect to be a step too late. It seems the ceremony is already nearing its end."
The person who arrived was none other than Yu Xiaolie, who had fought in the far north for many years and had been tempered by Tang Yuehua for a year, and whose temperament was naturally elegant and noble.
He raised his hand to straighten his sleeves, secretly mocking himself.
I came back in such a hurry that I didn't have time to change into a clean and tidy set of clothes.
He glanced around the gate.
Seven years have passed since I last returned, and apart from a few extra signs of time, nothing seems to have changed much.
As he walked forward, two gatekeepers at the main gate stopped him, looking Yu Xiaolie up and down as he grew into a young man.
In their memory, there was no such person in the family.
If they are guests, those who come today, if not dressed to the nines, should at least be dressed smartly and attractively.
In comparison, the person in front of me is clearly dressed rather casually.
However, the elegant aura he exuded made the two gatekeepers believe that the newcomer's identity was definitely not simple.
"Young master, the sect's grand ceremony has already begun today. May I ask who you are?"
Yu Xiaolie smiled slightly and took out a token that was entirely azure blue from his pocket.
The token glowed with a faint blue light in the sunlight, and a lifelike Tyrannosaurus Rex was depicted on it, with the character "玉" (jade) on the back.
"This is... a token that only direct disciples of a sect possess!"
The two gatekeepers were shocked. They quickly bowed and made way for each other.
After the young man left, they began to discuss it in secret.
Who exactly is he?
"Why is it that in all this time, I've never seen such a young disciple with such outstanding temperament within the sect, especially a direct descendant?"
"Could he be the illegitimate son of one of the sect's elders?"
The two gatekeepers made a bold guess.
...
Standing in the hall, Yu Xiaogang felt everyone's eyes on him.
Those mocking or pitying glances made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was in a very awkward situation.
He just boasted that if he lost, he would give up the position of eldest grandson.
I never imagined that we would lose so completely in the blink of an eye.
Now is the time for him to fulfill his promise.
Having lost his position as the eldest grandson, he truly had nothing left in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan.
Is there anyone who will stand up and speak well of themselves?
No...
I've been lying on the ground for so long, and no one has even come to help me up.
Could it be... that I haven't suffered enough?
How despicable! ...Every single person in the entire family is utterly despicable!
Everyone is targeting me!
Yu Xiaogang's fingernails dug deeply into his palm, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
He was filled with grief and indignation, and felt utterly ashamed.
The elder in charge of recording matters held the register in his hand, his gaze shifting back and forth between Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Zhentian, and several other elders, a troubled expression on his face.
"Master, look at this..."
His voice trembled slightly, and the pen tip hovered above the paper, hesitant to put it down.
Even when he was fighting for the sect, he had never felt this uncomfortable.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang suddenly stood up, his voice slightly hoarse, but his words were resolute:
"I, Yu Xiaogang, am willing to accept defeat!"
Upon hearing this, the elder who was in charge of recording the events glanced at Yu Zhentian again.
Yu Zhentian nodded slightly, signaling him to start writing.
Immediately, the elder who recorded the events no longer hesitated.
Before the name "Yu Xiaogang", the name "Yu Xiaozhen" was written.
The name "Yu Xiaozhen" was crossed out at the bottom of the rankings.
The family identities of these two individuals were thus rewritten.
The sect leaders' eyes flickered, and they didn't take this little incident to heart.
In this world where the strong are respected, what does it matter if they are blood relatives or have the highest priority?
Which of you here didn't rise to your position through your own abilities?
Dugu Bo also kept shaking his head, saying that Yu Xiaogang was not mature enough and always wanted to show off his strength despite his lack of ability.
Memories of Yu Xiaolie resurfaced in my mind: calm and resilient.
Just when everyone thought the matter was over.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly let out a series of cold laughs.
He looked around at the people seated on the platform, then glanced at his father Yu Yuanzhen's face, then at Yu Zhentian's gloomy eyes, and finally roared to the sky.
"So this is the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family! All of you! Listen up!"
Yu Xiaogang ripped off the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex sect badge embroidered on his chest and slammed it to the ground.
To give up entirely.
Since things have escalated to this point, rather than becoming a worthless laughingstock within the sect, it's better to be domineering one more time!
A tragic defeat can also be called a hero.
Today, he must save face no matter what!
"Starting today! I hereby declare that I, Yu Xiaogang, am voluntarily leaving the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan!"
If you don't believe in me, I'll rely on myself!
One day, I will make you all know that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a piece of trash!
I'll make you regret this!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang turned and rushed towards the main gate.
As I walked, a drop of water fell onto the central square.
In an instant, the people on the stage looked at each other in bewilderment.
The group, led by Yu Zhentian, had ashen faces, but none of them were willing to say anything more.
The sect ceremony will continue.
They couldn't very well chase after Yu Xiaogang and try to persuade him to stay, since he had already made such a bold statement.
Only Yao'er, in the audience, upon seeing this, disregarded her composure and shouted:
"Xiao Gang!"
He immediately followed in Yu Xiaogang's direction and chased after him.
Yu Xiaogang was running quickly through the passageway.
As he left the venue, he could no longer hide his emotions; as he ran, his eyes grew increasingly red.
Tears streamed down his face; the grievances and resentment in his heart weighed heavily on his chest, making it hard to breathe.
He stopped by the wall, clenched his fists, and furiously slammed several heavy punches down on the wall.
For the past seven years, Yu Xiaogang has fantasized countless times that his efforts would be recognized by his family, even if his progress is not obvious.
At least, his family will still give him the respect he deserves.
At least, before Yu Xiaozhen fully matures, Yu Xiaogang should still be the theoretical and public first in line.
However, the truth is that everyone is eager for him to leave.
The so-called proud identity and false honor shattered at this moment.
From this day forward, he has no further connection with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He walked forward, looking lost and dejected.
As I approached the gate, I saw a face that looked somewhat familiar walking towards me.
Yu Xiaogang looked closely and realized it was his younger brother, whom he hadn't seen for seven years and who had also grown up.
Yu Xiaolie.
He's back?
Looking at this, Yu Xiaolie, who also had a mutated useless martial soul like himself.
The pent-up grief and indignation in Yu Xiaogang's chest seemed to have found an outlet.
From a distance, he started cursing at Yu Xiaolie.
"Why did you come back? To humiliate yourself!"
"Where in the sect is there a place for a piece of trash like you!"
Why are you so desperate?!
Yu Xiaogang's tone was somewhat self-deprecating; he was clearly scolding Yu Xiaolie, but it sounded like he was also scolding himself.
Then, the more she cursed, the more aggrieved she felt, shouting:
"A useless martial spirit...a useless martial spirit..."
He collapsed as he ran towards the outside of the sect.
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