Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body.

"Damn it!"

Yan slammed his fist into the ground, scraping his knuckles until blood seeped out.

A flicker of resentment flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper hatred.

Yang Jian.

He silently repeated the name in his mind, gritting his teeth.

Damn it, he made me lose face in front of Nana.

Then, Yan coughed up another mouthful of blood, his anger flaring up and causing him to suffer a heart attack.

She fainted from anger.

Seeing this, Instructor Wang dared not delay any longer. He picked Yan up and quickly walked towards the exit of the training ground, preparing to take him for treatment.

After Yang Jian, Instructor Wang, and Yan all left.

The training ground was quiet for quite a while.

Once Coach Wang's hurried footsteps had completely disappeared, the students below the stage began to chatter amongst themselves.

"Who was that child just now? I've never seen him before!"

"I don't know. He came with Senior Sister Hu Liena. Could he be a newly accepted disciple of the Spirit Hall?"

"Impossible! A new disciple could beat Senior Brother Yan like that in one move? Senior Brother Yan is a Soul Master!"

"And did you notice? He didn't even use his soul skill! He just rushed over and cleaved Senior Brother Yan away with a single strike!"

"How old is he exactly? He looks younger than me."

"What kind of martial spirit is that sword of his? I've never seen a weapon martial spirit with that kind of shape before."

"..."

A murmur of discussion arose, and everyone's face was filled with shock and curiosity.

Most of them are young Soul Masters who are the focus of the Spirit Hall's training program. Their cultivation levels are all above level 20, so their vision is naturally not low.

That's why they understood even more clearly what what had just happened meant.

A child who looked only six or seven years old defeated a Soul Master in his Martial Soul Possession state with a single move using only his physical strength, without even using any Soul Skills.

Just outrageous!

"I think this guy is destined for great things," a slightly older boy said in a low voice. "We need to find a chance to befriend him."

The people around nodded in agreement, a shrewd glint in their eyes.

the other side.

Xie Yue stood below the arena, her eyes slightly narrowed. She turned her gaze from the direction Yang Jian had left towards her younger sister beside her.

Hu Liena's lips curled up, her foxy eyes full of laughter.

It seems that this outcome was expected.

Xie Yue hesitated for a moment before asking, "Nana, what level is Yang Jian at now? How can he be so powerful?"

He had heard Hu Liena say a few days ago that she was going to the Star Dou Great Forest, and he knew that his sister was going with Yang Jian.

But it's still unclear what exactly happened.

Hu Liena turned to look at her brother, and didn't hide anything: "Level sixteen."

Xie Yue was taken aback: "Level sixteen?"

He frowned, pondering in his mind.

Yang Jian was probably level 10 before he left the Spirit Hall to hunt for spirit rings.

Now that I'm back, I'm already level 16?

Is it reasonable for a single spirit ring to increase one's spirit power by six levels?

It's not impossible.

but……

Xie Yue offered his speculation: "Did he already obtain his first spirit ring, but just haven't announced it to the public?"

"No," Hu Liena shook her head. "His first spirit ring is ten thousand years, which is why his spirit power has increased so much."

Xie Yue's expression froze.

"What did you say?" His voice involuntarily rose several octaves. "How could the first spirit ring be ten thousand years?"

"I'm not joking." Hu Liena's smile deepened as she looked at her brother's shocked expression. "I saw it with my own eyes: he absorbed the soul ring from that ten-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape, and Elder Ju was there too."

Xie Yue was dumbfounded.

The first ring in ten thousand years.

It's still the Titan Ape's spirit ring.

He recalled the power of Yang Jian's strike just now, and suddenly everything made sense.

A monster capable of absorbing ten-thousand-year-old soul rings.

A six-year-old child whose physical strength is comparable to that of a Soul King.

Defeating Yan is really nothing to be surprised about.

Previously, he had even considered whether he could win if he faced Yang Jian; now it seemed like a foolish thing to do.

Xie Yue remained silent for a long while before letting out a long breath.

"No wonder Yan lost unjustly."

He gazed in the direction of the entrance to the martial arts arena and sighed.

……

Six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It's not long, it's not long, it's not short.

The courtyard where Yang Jian lived was still the same one, with bluestone paths, carved windows, and every plant and tree exactly the same as it had been six years ago.

But the people living in the courtyard have undergone earth-shattering changes.

The morning sunlight streamed into the room through the paper windows.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, habitually circulated the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique once, and then got up and got out of bed.

Two maids carried in toiletries and breakfast. Seeing that he was already up, they quickened their pace.

"Young Master Yang Jian, you're awake."

As they set out the tableware, they secretly glanced at Yang Jian, their eyes darting around, and two suspicious blushes rose on their cheeks.

It's not surprising that they acted that way.

Six years ago, he was a skinny little boy who was less than a meter tall. Now he has grown into a teenager who is over 1.8 meters tall.

Her skin was fair and delicate, like the finest mutton fat jade.

His facial features were well-defined, with sharp, arched eyebrows that slanted upwards towards his temples, a straight nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and a pair of deep, dark eyes that were as unfathomable as an abyss. Every gesture he made exuded a heroic and martial air.

The two maids exchanged a glance, both seeing the same thought in each other's eyes.

They had served in the Spirit Hall for so many years and had never seen such a handsome man.

Unfortunately, such a man is not something they can even dream of.

"Young master, here are your letters." A maid handed over two letters, her voice barely audible.

Yang Jian took the letter, glanced at the handwriting on the envelope, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Brother's, sister's.

He first opened Yang Jiao's letter, unfolded the paper, and read it carefully.

"Xiao Jian, it's like seeing you in person. I'm doing well in Weihai City, so you don't need to worry. Lord Wang Hegui treats Xiao Chan and me very well; we have plenty to eat, wear, and use, a hundred times better than when we were in Huangyu Village."

"I haven't neglected my cultivation either. I just broke through to level nineteen a few days ago and am preparing to join a Soul Hunting Team to gain some experience outside."

"You're all alone in the Spirit Hall, so take good care of yourself..."

After reading it, Yang Jian's smile deepened.

He wasn't surprised that his brother had broken through to level nineteen.

For the past six years, he has sent all his subsidies and rewards from the Spirit Hall back to Weihai City, and his gold spirit coins have never stopped flowing.

With enough gold soul coins to buy soul beast meat to nourish the body, plus the advanced meditation method that I sent back, my brother has innate level 1 soul power. Although his talent is not considered good, he is good at steady progress.

Level 19 is already a pretty good achievement for an ordinary person.

only……

Yang Jian frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the words "Join the Soul Hunter Squad".

The Soul Hunter Squad roams the outskirts of various Soul Beast Forests year-round, where the danger level is not low.

My brother's martial soul is just an ordinary harpoon, which is equivalent to a useless martial soul. His level nineteen cultivation is nothing special in the outside world.

In case of an accident...

A hint of worry flashed through Yang Jian's mind.

Then she opened her younger sister Yang Chan's letter.

"Second Brother! When are you coming back to see me? You haven't been back for six years, I miss you so much! I broke through to level 15 a few days ago, isn't that amazing?"

"Let me tell you, last time the chubby kid next door bullied me, I poked a hole in his door, and he's never dared to bully me again..."

Yang Jian looked at the neat handwriting on the letter and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

My younger sister awakened her martial soul three years ago. It seems to be the first lamp-type martial soul. She has a level 5 innate soul power and can barely be considered a little genius.

He advanced ten levels in three years, averaging more than three levels per year. In his opinion, the speed was not fast, but it was still quite good.

"Lamp-type martial souls..."

A thoughtful look flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

The older brother's talent is poor, while the younger sister's talent is decent. However, with their own resources, they may have a chance to reach a higher level in the future. They could consider planning to obtain some immortal herbs.