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

Chapter 57 A lone man and woman in the wilderness

Afterwards, Meng Yiran expressed her gratitude twice, then immediately took out a dagger and stabbed it into the eye of the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent. She then sat on the ground and began to absorb the soul ring. The whole process went smoothly.

Yang Jian stood aside, watching with a bored expression.

The snake woman stood guard not far away, vigilantly observing her surroundings.

"Yang Jian".

After a while, the Snake Granny walked over, leaning on her cane. Her gaze lingered on Yang Jian for a moment before she suddenly asked, "Young friend, you don't look like an ordinary person. Which faction are you from?"

Yang Jian did not hide anything: "The Spirit Hall."

Upon hearing this, the snake woman's pupils contracted slightly.

She took another look at Yang Jian, her soul power sensing subtly probing out.

They discovered that the other party's cultivation level had actually reached level fifty!

Her expression became subtle. This young man looked to be about the same age as Yiran, yet he had already reached level fifty. When did the Spirit Hall produce such a prodigy?

"This old woman is blind to your greatness." The Snake Granny's attitude became a bit more polite. "So you're a genius from the Spirit Hall."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a powerful voice came from the woods.

"Did you catch him?"

Then a burly old man strode out, his white hair standing up like steel needles, his square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was carrying a heavy iron staff with a dragon head.

Long Gong, from the Shu Kingdom.

The snake woman briefly recounted what had just happened.

After listening, Long Gong looked at Yang Jian, clasped his hands and said, "Young friend, you are very righteous. This crested serpent is our prey that we have been chasing for several days. If you take it from us, I will have nothing to say."

"Give it to me, and I'll remember this favor."

Yang Jian waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "It was nothing, not worth mentioning."

He paused, his gaze sweeping between Dragon Lord and Snake Granny, before asking, "Seniors, would you be interested in bringing your clansmen to join the Spirit Hall?"

The Dragon King and the Snake Queen exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

I didn't expect Yang Jian to be so direct.

"I appreciate your kindness, young friend," said the old man, shaking his head. "We old bones are used to being carefree and can't stand being restrained."

Yang Jian understood.

He knew that the real reason the Dragon God and Snake Goddess refused was not because they were afraid of being constrained, but because they had concerns about Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's style of doing things over the years has made many forces hesitate to act against her.

"What if Bibi Dong were no longer the Pope?"

Both the Dragon King and the Snake Queen were taken aback.

The two exchanged a glance and remained silent for a moment.

Lord Long slowly spoke: "Such a thing is probably unlikely."

Yang Jian nodded, having understood their thoughts, and did not press further.

He clasped his hands in farewell, then turned and left with Zhu Zhuqing.

Watching the two figures disappear into the woods, the Snake Woman withdrew her gaze and looked at the Dragon King.

"Old man, what do you think of that kid?"

"Exceptionally talented and with a profound mind," Long Gong succinctly commented, "He is no ordinary person."

Snake Granny leaned on her cane and pondered, "Under Bibi Dong's leadership, the Spirit Hall will unify the continent sooner or later. Joining now might be the right thing to do."

Long Gong shook his head: "Bibi Dong is ruthless. Even if you join, you might be killed for some reason, and your family might be destroyed as well."

After a moment of silence, Snake Granny continued, "That kid just now looked about the same age as Yiran, and he's already a Soul King. He'll definitely become a Title Douluo, or even a Limit Douluo, in the future. He seems very ambitious; he might even be able to oust Bibi Dong and become Pope himself."

Long Gong nodded thoughtfully: "If that's the case, joining the Spirit Hall wouldn't be a problem. At least he shouldn't be like Bibi Dong."

After absorbing the spirit ring, Meng Yiran stood up from the ground, stretched her body, and wore a joyful smile on her face.

"Grandma, I did it!"

The snake woman smiled and patted her head.

Meng Yiran looked around and found that Yang Jian was gone, and felt a strange sense of regret.

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"That... he's gone?"

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"I'm leaving." The old woman glanced at her granddaughter, raised her eyebrows, and smiled. "What, are you reluctant to part with her?"

Meng Yiran blushed and stomped her foot: "Grandma, what are you saying!"

The Dragon King laughed heartily beside him, his laughter echoing through the woods.

Deep within the Starry Sky Forest.

Yang Jian led Zhu Zhuqing on a aimless stroll, wandering around here and there as if they were taking a walk.

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him, her doubts growing stronger.

She felt that Yang Jian seemed to be genuinely here for tourism.

Time flew by and it was evening.

Yang Jian found a relatively flat open space, took out a tent from his storage soul tool, and set it up.

There is only one.

He looked at the tent, then at Zhu Zhuqing, and said expressionlessly, "You sleep in the tent, I'll keep watch, and you keep watch for the second half of the night. We'll take turns."

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Zhu Zhuqing looked at the tent, her mind starting to wander.

A lone man and woman in the middle of nowhere, with only a tent.

If—if I were more proactive, perhaps something could happen between me and Yang Jian, and I could truly become his woman and obtain the method to become stronger.

However, as Zhu Zhuqing's gaze swept over the pitch-black forest around her and she listened to the distant howls of the soul beasts, she gradually dismissed her unrealistic ideas.

This is the Starry Sky Forest, and it's very dangerous at night.

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip, quickly suppressing those chaotic thoughts.

"it is good."

She crawled into the tent, drew the curtains, and lay down in her sleeping bag, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did.

The next morning.

Yang Jian woke up from his sleep, stretched, and immediately began a mental scan.

Shrek and his group entered his perception range.

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At this moment, Oscar was absorbing a spirit ring, not a Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent, but a Golden-horned Rattlesnake.

It seems that after snatching the Phoenix Tail Crested Serpent from Oscar, he had to settle for a substitute.

Tang San's aura also changed.

Level 29 became level 30, a successful breakthrough.

Yang Jian's lips curled up slightly.

It seems that my changes to the plot have not affected the direction of the story.

So, Xiao Wu will be taken away by Er Ming today, and Tang San will also encounter the Human-Faced Demon Spider.

He stood up, went to the stream to wash up, and then woke up Zhu Zhuqing.

"It's time to go."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently beside her, glanced at Yang Jian, and blushed slightly as she recalled her thoughts from last night. She then lowered her head and silently packed up the tent.

The two then headed towards Shrek's group.

Meanwhile, Shrek and his friends were sitting in an open space.

Oscar had just absorbed his third spirit ring, and although his face was a little pale, he was in good spirits.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, a buzz cut, and an air of scholarly refinement.

Yu Xiaogang.

He glanced at Oscar, then at the crowd, a hint of pride on his face.

"Oscar, what's your third soul skill? Based on my guidance, you absorbed the Golden Horned Rattlesnake's soul ring, so your third soul skill should be able to boost your teammates' attack power, right?"

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