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

Tonight's practice seemed no different from usual.

However, Yang Jian himself did not notice.

During his cultivation, a golden phantom faintly appeared behind him, seemingly similar to the phantom of the Sea God, but actually quite different.

The golden phantom was noticeably more elusive, as if it did not belong to this time and space.

The golden phantom looked almost exactly like Yang Jian, the only difference being that it had a single, upright eye between its eyebrows.

Chapter 159: It must have been Yang Jian who did it!

Early the next morning, Yang Jian came out of his cultivation state.

He opened his eyes. The sky outside the window was just beginning to lighten, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and fishy smell, was seeping in through the cracks in the window.

He stretched his neck, his bones cracking and popping, and he felt refreshed.

After checking out and leaving Hanhai City, Yang Jian began searching for traces of the wolf bandits in the vicinity.

He unleashed his full mental power at the level of a Title Douluo, spreading outwards from him in all directions, covering a very long area.

Wolf thieves have nowhere to hide under mental scanning.

Their aura was different from that of ordinary humans; it carried a wild, fishy smell, like salted fish that had been pickled for ten years—it was hard not to notice them.

Yang Jian found a whole group of them and killed them all.

Find two nests, kill both.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and every punch and kick was precise and deadly.

Before the wolf bandits even had a chance to scream, he sent them to another world.

The most powerful wolf bandit leader among them had reached the level of a Soul Douluo. He was a whole size larger than the ordinary wolf bandits, with black mane all over his body, protruding fangs, and blood-red eyes, making him look extremely ferocious.

When it saw Yang Jian, instead of running away, it opened its blood-red mouth and pounced.

Yang Jian slapped him across the face, and the Soul Douluo-level wolf bandit leader was like a fly that had been swatted away. He tumbled several times in the air before crashing to the ground, motionless.

The whole process was very quick, so quick that Yang Jian himself found it a bit boring.

He swept across the land, killing his way from the east to the west of Hanhai City, and from the south to the north.

The wolf bandits' corpses littered the ground, their blood staining a large area of ​​land red.

He also revealed a lot of soul bones, including left arm bones, right leg bones, and torso bones, some of which were hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years old.

Yang Jian didn't even look at it and casually tossed it into the storage soul tool.

To be honest, there are quite a few soul bones lying in his current storage soul tool.

He obtained several soul bones after destroying Tang Chen in the City of Slaughter a while ago, and also obtained soul bones after killing the 100,000-year-old demonic tiger whale. He casually threw them into his storage soul tool, and he was too lazy to count how many there were.

Having completely wiped out all the wolf bandits within a ten-mile radius, Yang Jian felt that was enough.

After all, one person's ability is very limited. He only acted on a whim and couldn't possibly kill all the wolf bandits on the continent right now.

That would take forever to kill?

For him at least for now, cultivation is the most important thing.

If we unify the mainland in the future, we can simply have our subordinates launch a full-scale attack.

When the time comes, we'll issue an announcement: kill a wolf bandit and you'll be rewarded with 100 gold soul coins. I guarantee countless soul hunters will be vying to do it.

Yang Jian turned and left, his figure disappearing into the morning light.

Not long after he left, a fiery red figure appeared on the ravaged battlefield.

fire dance.

She was also planning to come out today to kill wolf bandits.

When she passed by, she was stunned by the sight before her.

The ground was littered with the corpses of wolf bandits, lying haphazardly, with blood flowing like a river.

Each wolf bandit was killed with a single, precise strike, leaving no unnecessary wounds.

Huo Wu crouched down and examined the corpse of the wolf bandit leader.

The Contra-level wolf bandit's head was smashed with a single slap, like smashing a watermelon.

A person came to mind.

Yang Jian.

It must have been Yang Jian who did it!

Her heart beat a little faster, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

This kind of man is my true love!

Handsome, capable, and kind-hearted—he couldn't be more perfect.

Huo Wu stood up, dusted off her hands, and looked on with admiration.

"Fire Dance!"

Just then, Feng Xiaotian appeared out of nowhere and ran breathlessly to Huo Wu's side.

He glanced at the wolf bandits' corpses scattered on the ground, then at Huo Wu's flushed face, and felt a pang of bitterness, as if he had eaten a whole lemon.

"Fire Dance, where did you run off to? Our teammates are waiting for us, we should go back." Feng Xiaotian's tone was tinged with urgency and a hint of sourness.

Huo Wu turned her head and looked at him, suddenly finding his face a bit annoying.

She used to think Feng Xiaotian was a good person; he was handsome, strong, and treated her well.

But now that she has a comparison, she realizes that Feng Xiaotian is far inferior to Yang Jian.

"You go back first, I'll take another look." Huo Wu's tone was very calm.

Feng Xiaotian's expression turned even uglier.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

He sighed, turned and left.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and looked at Huo Wu's back, a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

He lost.

It's already lost before it even begins.

……

It was three days later when they returned to Tiandou City.

Yang Jian descended from the sky and landed in his own yard.

The osmanthus tree is still there, the stone table and benches are still there, nothing has changed.

Yang Jiao was practicing his halberd techniques in the courtyard, his silver trident gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

His movements were much smoother than before, and his halberd techniques were even more ferocious.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, saw Yang Jian, and smiled.

"Xiao Jian, you're back!"

Yang Chan rushed out of the house and buried her head in Yang Jian's arms like a spoiled kitten.

"Second brother, I missed you so much! You've been gone for so long this time!"

Zhu Zhuqing came out of the house, stood at the door, looked at Yang Jian, and smiled slightly.

She didn't speak, but simply nodded at him.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were squatting in the corner. When they saw Yang Jian return, they stood up as well.

In the evening, the family sat down for dinner.

Of course, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu are excluded; they eat in the side room.

Yang Jian ate slowly, unlike when he wolfed down his food outside.

He picked up a piece of braised pork, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then put down his chopsticks.

"Brother, Xiaochan, there's something I need to tell you."

Yang Jiao and Yang Chan put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked at him.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and then began to explain the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

He explained it in great detail, from the first to the seventh level, from the soul power circulation route to the body tempering method, leaving out every detail.

Yang Jiao and Yang Chan listened very attentively, without even blinking.

But after he finished speaking, Yang Jiao looked blank, and Yang Chan also looked blank.

"Second brother, what you're saying... I don't think I understand." Yang Chan scratched his head, looking innocent.

Yang Jiao nodded, indicating that he also couldn't understand.

Yang Jian sighed.

It seems that only he himself can cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

This technique is too profound, involving things far beyond the cultivation system of Douluo Continent.

Without sufficient comprehension and talent, one cannot even get started.

He thought about it and changed his strategy.

"Then I will teach you another technique."

Yang Jian taught his brother and sister the Two-Nine Arcane Technique. This technique is a watered-down version of the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique. Although its effects are somewhat inferior, it is simple and easy to understand, making it suitable for ordinary people to practice.

Yang Jiao and Yang Chan understood this time and quickly memorized it.

The two closed their eyes and began to circulate their soul power according to the route of the Two-Nine Arcane Technique, and a faint golden glow appeared on the surface of their bodies.

Yang Jian looked at them and nodded inwardly.

The effect is good.