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

He used his soul power to heat the cold water in the wooden bucket. White steam rose from the surface of the water and quickly filled the small space, blurring the view.

He took off his clothes and sat in the wooden tub. The hot water enveloped his body, making him feel all his fatigue gradually dissipate.

Hu Liena followed in, holding a white towel in her hand, her face showing a mixture of shyness and anticipation.

Her gaze lingered on his back for a moment. He had broad shoulders, a smooth and strong back, firm but not exaggerated muscles, and skin with a faint golden sheen that was faintly visible in the steam.

She walked over and sat on the edge of the wooden tub, beginning to rub his back gently and slowly, not wanting to use too much force, enjoying the process.

The two chatted casually.

Hu Liena asked him what his plans were next, and Yang Jian said he was going to hunt for his eighth spirit ring, targeting Xiong Jun, who had over 400,000 years of cultivation.

Hu Liena paused for a moment, her smile fading slightly. She reminded him to be careful, as Xiong Jun was a ferocious beast, not an ordinary soul beast.

Then she changed her tone and said she wanted him to stay with her for a few more days, and Yang Jian nodded without refusing.

Hu Liena's hand slid from his back to his shoulder, and then from his shoulder to his chest, her fingertips slowly moving across his chest, drawing circles.

Her face grew increasingly red, like a ripe apple, and her voice grew softer and softer, until it was barely a whisper:

"Yang Jian, how about... I rub your front again?"

Chapter 201 Xiong Jun: Damn humans!

Two hours later, Yang Jian changed into clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom. His clothes were neat and clean, and he carried a faint scent of soap.

Hu Liena sat on the chair next to her, staring blankly at the ceiling like a satiated cat, her cheeks still flushed.

Yang Jian glanced at her:

"I'm going out for a walk."

Hu Liena waved her hand, her voice soft and languid:

"Um... I didn't sleep at all last night, I need to rest now."

……

Over the next few days, Yang Jian began shuttling between the two locations.

During the day, he dealt with mountains of official business at the Spirit Hall. Requests and documents from various branch halls piled up on his desk. He reviewed them one by one, signing those that needed to be signed and rejecting those that needed to be rejected, demonstrating extremely high efficiency.

In the evening, they traveled to the Star Luo Empire to oversee governance in various regions and ensure stability after the Spirit Hall took over.

Occasionally, I would take some time to visit my brother and sister in Tiandou City to check on their cultivation progress and to see how well they had mastered the Two-Nine Arcane Technique.

Yang Jiao has become increasingly proficient in mastering the trident martial spirit, and his speed and power have improved significantly. His halberd techniques have become smooth and fluid.

Yang Chan's Lotus Lantern also showed great potential. Every time the light was turned on, it brought a warm and soft glow, like a spring breeze brushing over ice and snow.

Yang Jian watched their progress, and although he felt nothing, he knew they were getting stronger little by little, and that was enough for him.

A month later, he had completely stabilized his level 80 cultivation and was in peak condition.

He decided to take action, targeting Xiong Jun.

However, the Silver Dragon King still slumbers deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, and he is the one he fears most at this stage. He does not want to disturb him until he has absolute certainty.

In order to avoid a direct confrontation with the Silver Dragon King, he decided to use a scheme to lure Xiong Jun out.

He arranged for the Spirit Hall to spread the word in major cities that a human powerhouse named Yang Jian had killed a 100,000-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear and was now staying in Tianqing City.

The news spread quickly, as if it had wings, reaching every corner of the country. Teahouses, taverns, and streets were all talking about it.

Two days later at noon, in a clearing deep in the Starry Sky Forest.

Xiong Jun was awakened from his sleep by a ten-thousand-year-old dark gold dinosaur claw bear that led him through the dense forest to the center of a clearing and told him that there was news about the murderer who killed Da Hua.

A dozen or so dark gold dinosaurs, some hundreds of years old, some thousands, and some tens of thousands of years old, had gathered in the open space and were currently surrounding a middle-aged man covered in wounds.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and his body was covered in scratches and bite marks. Blood seeped from his wounds and pooled at his feet, while flies buzzed around him.

His lips were cracked, his eyes were unfocused, as if he had lost the will to live, and he kept muttering pleas for "Don't kill me" and "Please, please," in broken and intermittent voices.

Xiong Jun walked over and slapped the man's head until it was smashed. Blood and brain matter splattered all over his face, but he didn't care.

"Damn humans!"

He raised his head and let out a deafening roar, then strode heavily toward the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, each step making the ground rumble, like an ancient beast charging into battle.

A ten-thousand-year-old dark gold dinosaur watched the bear king's back disappear into the depths of the dense forest, the dust kicked up by his thick hooves still slowly dissipating in the air.

Its heart was pounding, and the ears on either side of its head twitched uneasily.

Lord Xiong left, so decisively and resolutely, without even turning his head back.

It stood still, its claws pawing nervously at the soil, leaving several deep furrows.

It knew Lord Xiong Jun's temper; he was a man of his word, and no one could persuade him otherwise.

But this time was different. This time... it felt like something was wrong.

That human named Yang Jian was able to kill a 100,000-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear silently, and could deliver a fatal blow without being discovered by Da Hua. Such strength was definitely not that of an ordinary Soul Master.

Big Flower is the strongest member of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear clan besides the Bear King. Her strength, speed, and defense far surpass those of other soul beasts of the same level. Even a Title Douluo-level expert would have to alert the surrounding clan members to kill her.

But that day, they didn't even hear Da Hua's screams. They only felt a terrifying surge of soul power pass by, and then everything went quiet.

By the time they arrived, Big Flower was gone, leaving only a devastated battlefield and a faint scent lingering in the air.

The more the ancient, dark gold dinosaur clawed bear thought about it, the more uneasy it became. It loosened its claws, turned around, and ran wildly in the opposite direction.

Its four legs treaded across the ground alternately, each step kicking up a patch of mud and grass, its body weaving through the dense forest like a dark golden lightning bolt.

The thick tree trunk rushed past it, and the branches of the bushes lashed at it, leaving shallow white marks, but it paid no attention, its mind preoccupied with only one thought.

That is, we must tell Lady Brigitte about this, and we must let the other rulers know.

It ran for a very long time, passing through dense forests and crossing several streams, and finally arrived near the Lake of Life.

The lake shimmered in the twilight, its surface as calm as a giant piece of jade, reflecting the orange-red sunset on the horizon.

On the grass by the lake, small white flowers bloom, their petals swaying gently in the breeze and emitting a faint fragrance.

Brigitte was standing by the lake, her head slightly bowed, looking at her reflection in the water.

Her fingers gently brushed across the water's surface, creating tiny ripples.

Today she wore a light green dress, her long green hair cascading down to her waist, her face gentle and serene, like a fairy who lived a life free from worldly strife.

But her brows were slightly furrowed, as if something was weighing on her mind, preventing her from truly relaxing.

"Lady Brigitte! Lady Brigitte!"

The ancient, dark gold dinosaur bear called out from afar, its voice filled with barely concealed anxiety and panic.

It rushed up to Brigitte, then came to an abrupt stop, plowing four deep furrows in the grass, sending mud and grass clippings flying and sticking to Brigitte's skirt.

Brigitte's brow furrowed even more. She withdrew her hand from the lake, turned around to look at the panting dark gold direclaw bear, her voice gentle yet tinged with seriousness:

"What's wrong? Why are you running so fast? Did something happen?"

The dark gold dinosaur bear was panting heavily, its chest heaving violently, its mouth opening and closing, and it took it a long time to finally speak clearly:

"Lady Biji... Lord Xiong Jun... he went to Tianqing City alone! He went to seek revenge on that human named Yang Jian!"

Chapter 202 Sending someone to their death?

Brigitte's expression changed instantly.

Her pupils contracted sharply, her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, but her throat felt as if something was blocking it, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Her hand froze in mid-air, her fingertips trembling slightly.

The image of that face instantly flashed into her mind—the boy in white, his expressionless face, his unfathomable eyes.

She will never forget what happened that day on the border of the Star Luo Empire.

She and the Demon King were surrounded and attacked by a group of human titled Douluo. Just when they were about to die, a boy named Yang Jian descended from the sky and defeated all the enemies with a few punches and kicks.

That overwhelming power, that indifference in taking lives with a wave of the hand, still sends chills down her spine when she thinks about it.

"No, absolutely not..."

Brigitte's voice was trembling.

“Xiong Jun… he has no idea what he’s facing…”

She suddenly raised her head, a resolute glint in her eyes. She raised her hands, interlacing her fingers in front of her chest. A beam of emerald light surged from her palms, soaring into the sky and exploding above the Starry Sky Forest, transforming into a giant jade-colored flower.

The petals drifted slowly down from the sky, each one carrying a strong fluctuation of soul power, spreading out in all directions like a signal flare.

This is her most urgent summons signal, which she only uses when she believes the situation is too serious to handle alone.

Soon, a response came from deep within the forest.

A streak of dark green light shot out from the northeast, leaving a long trail behind it.

The figure of the Demon King solidified in the light and landed on the ground. His long green hair fluttered in the wind, and his emerald eyes were full of doubt and vigilance.

He landed beside Brigitte, looked around, and found that there was no one else besides Brigitte and the dark gold dinosaur. His expression became even more serious.

"Bridget, what happened? Why are you using the highest level of signal?"

The Demon King's voice was deep and hoarse, like something heavy rubbing against the ground.

He understood Biji's personality; she was the gentlest and most composed beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, and she would never make a fuss over trivial matters.

Since she used the highest level of summons signal, it means that the situation has become so serious that she can no longer control it.

Brigitte looked up at him, her eyes slightly red, her voice filled with barely concealed anxiety and fear:

"Xiong Jun... he went to Tianqing City alone to seek revenge on Yang Jian."

The King of Ten Thousand Demons' pupils suddenly contracted.

His body stiffened abruptly as if struck by lightning, his fingers involuntarily clenching into fists, his nails digging into his palms, but he felt no pain.

The same image flashed through his mind—the white-clad youth standing amidst the corpses, casually flicking the blood off his blade, turning to glance at them with an emotionless look, as if he were looking at two roadside stones.

He immediately realized that the boy was someone they couldn't afford to mess with.

But now...