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

After Wang Hegui left.

Yang Jian engaged in some insincere pleasantries with a group of villagers who were trying to get close to him.

He then took Yang Chan back home.

His house was built of stones and was very simple. There was not a single decent piece of furniture. It would be an exaggeration to say that the house was bare. Usually, the three siblings would squeeze into one bed.

"Second brother, second brother, that Soul Master just said you're leaving the village?" Yang Chan pouted, her face full of unhappiness, as if she might cry at any moment.

Yang Jian gently rubbed her head and comforted her, "Don't worry, joining the Spirit Hall doesn't mean I'll never come back. When I become stronger, I'll bring you to the Spirit Hall with me, okay?"

"Hmm... pinky promise!" Yang Chan wasn't the type to throw a tantrum. Seeing that Yang Jian really wanted to go to the Spirit Hall, and that it should be beneficial for him, she extended her little finger.

Yang Jian then extended his little finger and hooked it with hers.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now, never to be broken."

"I'm a dog if I lie!"

Yang Chan was satisfied. He put his hands on his hips and immediately prepared to let Yang Jian play with him, since they might not be able to see each other for a long time.

And it was at this moment.

The door was pushed open by a dark-skinned boy.

"Little Jane, little Jane!"

The boy rushed into the room, saw Yang Jian, and immediately went over to grab Yang Jian's shoulders with his calloused hands, his joy barely concealed.

"Grandpa Village Chief said you awakened a top-tier martial soul, and you even have innate full soul power. You'll be going to the Spirit Hall to study in a few days. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true."

Yang Jian chuckled, then noticed his brother Yang Jiao's chafed hands and frowned.

So I asked what was going on.

Yang Jiao said proudly, "Grandpa Liu from the next village has a batch of oysters that he urgently needs to dry. I finally managed to get this job, and the pay is half a copper soul coin a day!"

Hearing these words, Yang Jian felt truly uncomfortable. He solemnly said, "Brother, don't do these chores anymore. I'll take care of things from now on."

"The Spirit Hall promises that in a few days they will take you and Xiao Chan to live in the city, where you will have enough to eat and wear."

"Moreover, I will soon become a Soul Master and receive a monthly stipend, which I will send home. It will be enough for you and Xiao Chan to live on."

Yang Jian's eyes held a maturity beyond her years.

He remembered all the good things his brother had done for him over the years. Now that he had a chance to change his fate, he would be no different from a beast if he didn't repay his brother.

At this moment, he wanted to become stronger than ever.

As long as I demonstrate my talent and prove my worth, my status in the Spirit Hall will rise accordingly, and my brother and sister's living conditions will definitely improve as a result!

"Xiao Jian, I believe in you."

Yang Jiao grinned, feeling that giving up going to the Weihai City Junior Soul Master Academy was the best choice he could have made. His younger brother's talent was even better than his own, with innate full soul power!

His younger brother has the potential to be granted a title!

The potential for future achievements is limitless!

He finally did not let his deceased parents down.

……

night.

Yang Jian finished a whole fish feast to celebrate his promising future.

Clutching her round, bulging belly, she bid farewell to Yang Jiao and Yang Chan.

He went to the back mountain alone and summoned the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword.

Feeling something within this divine weapon constantly transmitting information to him, Yang Jian sat cross-legged on the ground, attempting to communicate with it.

Soon, he saw a white jade slip inside the three-pointed double-edged sword.

The jade slip was engraved with mysterious golden patterns that were completely incomprehensible.

"This is……"

Yang Jian was still wondering what the jade slip was.

The jade slip turned into a stream of light in the next second.

It went straight into his brain.

He was startled at first, but as the contents of the jade slip were imprinted in his mind, he became completely dazed, almost thinking he had developed delusions.

"The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts!"

Yang Jian jumped up on the spot, her face flushed red from excitement.

The most powerful body-refining technique in the primordial world, bar none!

Although it's a stripped-down version.

But in a low-level fantasy world like Douluo Continent...

It can absolutely be described as invincible.

It possesses the power to transform heaven and earth, is indestructible, has infinite regeneration, immunity and control, and seventy-two transformations... Any one of the supernatural abilities and spells contained within it would be enough to overturn the entire Douluo Continent!

Previously, Yang Jian's confidence in whether he could defeat Tang San was only 100%.

So now it's ∞.

What difference does it make if Tang San is added to the Five Great God Kings?

The Law of Heaven and Earth could kill them all with a single slap!

"No, that's a bit too arrogant."

Yang Jian suppressed his excitement. The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts was indeed very powerful, but he hadn't practiced it yet. He had to be cautious and play it safe first. Only after mastering the art could he become the Happy Superman.

He glanced at the bright moon and sparse stars in the sky, composed himself, and decided not to immediately cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique. He would first familiarize himself with his two martial souls.

Yang Jian looked at the three-pointed double-edged sword floating in his right palm.

A thought arose.

The three-pointed double-edged sword instantly went from being the size of a toy.

It has been reduced to its original size of about three meters.

Yang Jian, who was less than one meter tall due to severe malnutrition, was stunned when he saw the long, three-pointed, double-edged sword and forgot to catch it.

boom!

The three-pointed, double-edged sword slammed into the ground with a dull thud, embedding itself directly into the soil.

This clearly demonstrates its weight.

To reach this level, one must weigh at least 500 pounds!

"Um?"

Yang Jian had not expected this situation to occur.

What a joke.

He was a frail six-year-old child; even if he risked his life, he probably couldn't lift it, let alone fight with a three-pointed double-edged sword.

Yang Jian felt like she had become a clown, but still bent down slightly with the idea of ​​giving it a try, reached out her small hand to grab the knife handle, and pulled hard with all her might.

Then... he lifted the three-pointed double-edged sword as if it were weightless.

"what?"

Yang Jian even freed one hand to scratch his head.

A guess suddenly popped into his head.

He threw the three-pointed double-edged sword back onto the ground.

boom!

Another large crater was smashed into the ground.

He lifted it up again.

This was repeated several times.

He finally figured it out.

"Making it easy!"

"If I don't wield the three-pointed double-edged sword myself, its weight is substantial, and a blow to an enemy would be devastating. But if I wield it, I can use it as easily as my own arm!"

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile.

It has to be said, this is a truly perfect passive skill.

Imagine a six-year-old boy, thin and pale, wielding a weapon he could easily swing. What would the enemy think?

They would definitely think that weapon wasn't very lethal.

Even a child can wave it.

If you think that way, you'll suffer a great loss!

Moreover, as more and more spirit rings are added to the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade in the future, its weight will definitely increase further, and its status will gradually approach that of an innate divine artifact from the primordial world.

Until it breaks through the limits that Douluo Continent can withstand!