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

In the courtyard, Zhu Zhuqing was practicing the Two Nine Mysterious Techniques, sitting cross-legged under the osmanthus tree with her eyes closed.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were squatting in the corner, whispering to each other, doing something.

Yang Jiao and Yang Chan haven't returned yet; they're still in school.

Yang Jian did not disturb Zhu Zhuqing. He went straight into the room, sat on the bed, and began to cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Life returned to its usual routine.

For the next two weeks, Yang Jian stayed at home every day to cultivate, occasionally going out for walks, grocery shopping, and strolling.

His life was like a glass of plain water, uneventful, but he enjoyed the tranquility.

During this time, he began to think about a question: should he go to Poseidon Island?

Poseidon Island holds the legacy of the Sea God, which is one of Tang San's greatest opportunities.

If he could take down Seagod Island before Tang San.

Or subdue it.

Tang San thus lost one path to becoming a god.

The problem is that Poseidon possesses demigod-like power on the high seas, making her not so easy to deal with.

Moreover, the sea god would certainly not stand idly by and watch his legacy be destroyed; he would definitely intervene to stop it.

Yang Jian thought about it and decided it would be better to wait.

At least we should wait until the injury heals and we become more proficient in the Law of Heaven and Earth before doing this.

Half a month passed quietly.

In the past two weeks, many things have gotten back on track.

Qian Renxue sent people to the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Gengxin City to take over its management.

The newcomer was far superior to Miles; he was honest, incorruptible, and fair in his dealings, earning the applause of the people of Gengxin City.

The Po clan migrated from Dragon Hidden City to Sunset Forest and began tending to the immortal herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Although Yang Wudi is dead, his clansmen are still alive. Although their knowledge of pharmacology is not quite as good as Yang Wudi's, it is still quite good, and they take good care of the immortal herbs.

The Min clan also officially submitted to the Spirit Hall, and their warriors were stationed in Heaven Dou City, responsible for some intelligence work.

Although Baihe is old, he is full of energy and is busy every day.

Yang Jiao and Yang Chan's cultivation levels are increasing day by day, and their future looks promising.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu, they still interact in the same way as before.

Zhu Zhuqing is Yang Jian's girlfriend, while Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu are maids. Their roles are clearly defined, and each performs their own duties.

That day, Yang Jian finished his night of cultivation, sat up in bed, and stretched his body.

His chest no longer hurt; the power of the curse had been completely eradicated by the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and his wounds had healed completely without leaving a scar.

"almost."

Yang Jian clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He decided to go to Poseidon Island today.

Yang Jian said goodbye to her family.

He stepped out of the courtyard, leaped into the air, and flew towards the east.

He didn't know where Poseidon Island was, only that it was deep in the ocean and that he needed to cross the city of Hanhai and then enter the vast ocean to find it slowly.

He flew for two days and arrived at Hanhai City.

Hanhai City is a coastal city where people rely on the sea for their livelihood, and the air is filled with the salty smell of the sea breeze.

The streets are lined with seafood vendors, offering a wide variety of fish, shrimp, crabs, and shellfish.

The pedestrians' clothing was also quite distinctive; most wore short sleeves and shorts, slippers, and had tanned skin.

Yang Jian found a hotel, booked a room, and planned to rest there for the night before heading to Poseidon Island the next day.

He went downstairs and ordered a table full of dishes. As he was eating, he saw a man and a woman walk in from outside.

The man was tall with short, bluish-green hair. He wore a mask and had handsome features, but he had several wounds on his body and his clothes were torn in several places, making him look disheveled.

The woman was slender with long, fiery red hair tied in a ponytail. She had a beautiful face, but was also disheveled, with several bloodstains on her face and her clothes covered in dust.

The two entered the hotel, found an empty table, sat down, and drank water in large gulps.

Chapter 152 Demon Soul Great White Shark

"Xiaotian, do you think we can find our teammates?" Huowu put down her water glass, wiped her mouth, and looked worried.

Feng Xiaotian shook his head and sighed, "I don't know. Those wolf bandits are too ferocious. When we got separated, I saw them being chased eastward. I hope they can escape."

"We'll go look for them after we finish eating," Huo Wu said through gritted teeth. "We can't leave them behind."

"it is good."

Yang Jian recognized their identities after listening to their conversation.

Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu are old acquaintances.

Although we've never met, I've read about them in the original novel.

He probably realized that the two had encountered wolf bandits, but he didn't care and continued eating.

After finishing the last bite of his meal, Yang Jian went upstairs to rest.

Early the next morning, Yang Jian checked out of the hotel and left Hanhai City.

He flew along the coastline for a while, then turned to the sea and flew towards the vast ocean.

They hadn't flown for long when they saw a group of people being chased by wolf bandits.

There were five or six people in the group, dressed in the clothes of Soul Hunters, carrying weapons, running for their lives.

Behind them followed dozens of wolf bandits, each baring their teeth, drooling, and with bloodthirsty glints in their eyes.

"Help!"

"Someone, please save us!"

"Run! Don't look back!"

The group of people were running out of breath and were about to be caught.

Yang Jian sighed and shook his head.

Although he is not a saint, he would not do something like refusing to help someone in distress.

Moreover, killing a few wolf bandits was just a piece of cake for him.

He descended from the sky, landing in front of the group and blocking the wolf bandits' path.

When the group saw Yang Jian descending from the sky, they were first stunned, then overjoyed.

"Thank you for saving me, brave warrior!"

"Be careful, brave warrior! These wolf bandits are very powerful!"

Yang Jian didn't turn around, he just waved his hand.

He charged into the wolf bandits, taking them down one by one with a punch and a kick, like chopping melons and vegetables, and in the blink of an eye, he had wiped out all the dozens of wolf bandits.

The group of people were dumbfounded.

They rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.

Dozens of wolf bandits were taken down by a teenager with a single punch?

"Gosh!"

"This...this is too powerful!"

"Could it be Contra?"

Yang Jian shook the blood off his hands and was about to leave when a roar came from afar.

Dozens more wolf bandits rushed out from behind the sand dunes, more numerous and fiercer than the previous group, their eyes all red.

The group of people were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen.

"It's all over, it's all over, it's really all over now."

"Brave warrior, run! Don't worry about us!"

Yang Jian did not run away.

He stood still, watching the wolf bandits rush towards him, his expression unchanged.

He charged forward again, punching, kicking, and slapping each of them.

This time it was even faster than before. In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, all the dozens of wolf bandits were lying on the ground, their corpses piled up into a small mountain.

The group was completely dumbfounded.

They stood there, mouths agape, eyes wide, motionless.

Yang Jian clapped his hands, turned around, looked at the group of people, and said in a calm tone, "It's alright, you can leave now."

The group of people then realized what was happening, quickly got up, bowed repeatedly to Yang Jian, and thanked him profusely.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, brave warrior!"

"We will never forget the great kindness and virtue shown to you, brave warrior!"

"May I ask your honorable name, brave warrior? We will surely repay your kindness in the future!"

Yang Jian waved his hand, said "No need," and then leaped into the air.

The group of people looked up, watching Yang Jian's figure disappear into the horizon, and did not look away for a long time.

Not long after, Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu ran over from a distance.

They heard the sounds of fighting and followed the trail, only to be stunned by the sight of the wolf bandits' corpses scattered all over the ground.

"Who...who did this?"