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

“As a reward,” Yang Jian interrupted him, her tone leaving no room for argument, “now, I’m giving you two choices.”

Wang Hegui was taken aback, secretly surprised by Yang Jian's calm and composed expression.

Two options?

This way of speaking, this condescending attitude.

It seems that Yang Jian's status in the Spirit Hall is probably much higher than he imagined.

“Little Jian… no, Lord Yang Jian.” Wang Hegui subconsciously changed his form of address, lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice, “You don’t need to do this. I’m taking care of Yang Jiao and Yang Chan without expecting anything in return…”

“I must repay this kindness.” Yang Jian’s tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable air as he stared at Wang Hegui and said, “Otherwise, people will think that I, Yang Jian, am an ungrateful person.”

Wang Hegui opened his mouth, but dared not refuse any longer.

"What choice?"

Yang Jian held up two fingers.

"My first option is to arrange for you to work at the Spirit Hall, which will guarantee you a comfortable life for the rest of your days."

Wang Hegui's breathing became rapid instantly.

Martial Spirit Hall!

That was the ultimate dream of all members of the Spirit Hall.

You should know that once you enter the main hall, the benefits will be maximized, and not only you, but your family will also benefit.

He swallowed hard, forcing himself not to agree immediately.

"The second option..."

"For your second option, I will give you a more advanced meditation method, plus one million gold soul coins."

Wang Hegui's hand trembled involuntarily.

A more advanced form of meditation!

He is thirty years old this year, and his cultivation level is only thirty-four.

With the current meditation method, reaching the Soul Master level in the future would be the limit.

But what if there were more advanced meditation methods?

He might have a chance to become a Soul King, or even a Soul Emperor!

Furthermore, one million gold soul coins would certainly be enough to support his cultivation for many years to come.

Two choices.

Each one was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Wang Hegui remained silent for a long time.

The office was so quiet that only his own heartbeat could be heard.

Yang Jian didn't urge him, and slowly drank his tea.

Finally, Wang Hegui raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"I choose the second one."

He's only thirty years old this year, still young.

He wants to become stronger.

As long as you become stronger, you may be able to achieve your first choice on your own.

"Ah."

Yang Jian was not surprised by this. He casually took out a thin booklet from his pocket and tossed it over.

Wang Hegui caught it in a flurry of activity.

His hands were trembling.

He turned to the first page, glanced at it briefly, and his breathing immediately became heavy.

This meditation method is far superior to what he practiced.

The cultivation path recorded therein is exquisite and unheard of.

“I don’t have a million gold soul coins right now.” Yang Jian stood up. “Someone will bring them tomorrow.”

Wang Hegui nodded hurriedly, clutching the meditation manual tightly as if afraid it would fly away.

He wasn't worried at all that Yang Jian would renege on his debt.

After all, given Yang Jian's demonstrated talent and status.

A million gold soul coins is probably just a drop in the ocean.

"Let's go, take me to see my brother and Xiao Chan."

Yang Jian walked towards the door.

Wang Hegui suddenly realized what was happening, quickly put the meditation manual away close to his body, and jogged to catch up.

He walked half a step behind Yang Jian.

Bending slightly over.

Their attitude was extremely respectful.

Chapter 29 Yang Jiao's younger brother

Yang Jian walked out of the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Linhai City.

Wang Hegui followed half a step behind him, bowing slightly with a respectful attitude, and said to the two guards at the door, "I'm going out for a bit."

The two guards watched this scene with their heads spinning.

Those who can be treated this way by the branch hall master must either have high cultivation or come from the Martial Soul Main Hall.

They didn't think it was the former, after all, Yang Jian was too young.

The latter, noticing the temple master's cautious demeanor, guessed that the young man's identity was probably not low.

"Please take care, Your Highness. Please take care, Your Excellency."

The two guards bowed in unison.

Yang Jian did not turn around and walked straight into the street.

Wang Hegui quickly followed, saying as they walked, "Yang Jiao joined the Deep Sea Soul Hunter Team a while ago, so he should be at the Mercenary Plaza right now. Yang Chan enrolled in the Linhai City Junior Soul Master Academy three years ago, so he should be in class right now. Where should we go first?"

"I'll go find my brother first." Yang Jian kept walking.

……

The Employment Plaza is located in the eastern part of Linhai City, and is an open space.

As soon as I approached, a cacophony of voices assaulted my senses.

The square was bustling with people, with Soul Hunting Teams everywhere waving flags and shouting, and many people stopping at various stalls to choose the right team.

"The Iron-Blooded Soul Hunter Squad is now recruiting Soul Masters of level 20 and above. Excellent benefits are offered!"

"The Swiftwind Soul Hunter Team is missing one agility-type Soul Master, level 30 or above preferred!"

"The Fierce Tiger Soul Hunting Team is setting off this afternoon, targeting a hundred-year-old soul beast. Any interested clients, come and take a look!"

Shouts rose and fell, making it as lively as a vegetable market.

Yang Jian glanced around and saw that the Soul Masters here had varying levels of cultivation, ranging from a dozen or so levels to a Soul King.

In a place like Linhai City, a Soul King is already considered top-tier combat power.

As the head of the Martial Soul Branch Hall, Wang Hegui was extremely well-known in Linhai City. As soon as he entered the square, many people took the initiative to greet him.

"Palace Master Wang, what brings you here today?"

"Palace Master Wang, would you like to come and sit with our team for a while?"

"Lord Wang..."

Wang Hegui responded with a smile to each of them, but his feet didn't stop. He led Yang Jian through the crowd and headed deeper into the square.

“It’s over there.” He pointed to a light blue flag. “Deep Sea Soul Hunter Squad, the most powerful Soul Hunter Squad in Linhai City.”

Yang Jian looked in the direction he was pointing.

Several people stood under the flag, most of them wearing leather armor, with weapons hanging at their waists, and they all exuded a murderous aura, clearly characters who often lived on the edge of death.

Yang Jian's gaze swept over them, silently assessing the situation.

Six Soul Masters and one Soul King.

The middle-aged man standing at the very front, with a deep aura and sharp eyes, must be the captain.

Around level 50.

The Deep Sea Hunters also noticed Wang Hegui, and the captain led the way to greet him.

"Palace Master Wang, what brings you here?" The captain smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, but his gaze unconsciously fell on Yang Jian behind the other man, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Who is this boy?

The face is very unfamiliar.

Just as Wang Hegui was about to speak, Yang Jian's gaze had already passed over everyone and landed on a young man.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, only slightly shorter than Yang Jian. He had dark skin, regular features, and was full of energy.

He was wearing a faded leather armor, with a short fork hanging at his waist. He stood quietly at the back of the crowd, not particularly noticeable.

Looking at that dark face, Yang Jian was reminded of memories from six years ago.

The older brother who gets up early every day to work, wearing his hands raw, yet he can't bear to spend a single copper soul coin on medicine for himself, saving all the good things for his younger siblings.

"elder brother."

Yang Jian spoke, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Yang Jiao was wiping the short fork at his waist when he heard those two words, and his hand stopped moving.