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

The golden herb lay quietly in his palm, its leaves layered like a pagoda, each one shimmering with a soft golden light.

A faint floral fragrance filled the room, elegant and lingering.

"Ok?"

Yue Guan was stunned.

He was completely dumbfounded, his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly agape, staring motionlessly at the magical herb.

"This is..." His voice trembled, "...a rare and precious chrysanthemum?!"

He suddenly stood up, snatched the Qirong Tongtianju (a type of chrysanthemum), held it in both hands, and looked at it from left to right.

He gently rubbed his fingers on the leaf, brought it close to smell it, and then stepped back to observe it carefully.

Finally, Yue Guan confirmed that this was a genuine Qi Rong Tong Tian Ju, not a counterfeit or imitation.

His breathing became heavy.

The martial spirit within him, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, was also trembling excitedly, as if responding to this immortal herb of the same origin.

He could feel that his martial spirit was yearning for and urging him to take it quickly.

Yang Jian asked with a smile, "So, Uncle Yue, you should like this, right?"

Yue Guan nodded repeatedly, his eyes still fixed on the immortal herb in his hand, reluctant to look away.

"I love it! I love it so much! Nothing in the world can compare to it."

He looked up at Yang Jian, his eyes full of confusion.

"By the way, Jian, where did you find her?"

Yang Jian said calmly, "There is a treasure land in Sunset Forest where many similar immortal herbs grow."

Yue Guan gasped.

"I never imagined there were places like this on the mainland. How come we never discovered them before?"

Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Yue, why don't you take the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum now? It will most likely help you break through to level 96 and enhance your talent. In the future, it's not impossible for you to even break through to level 99."

Yue Guan hesitated slightly upon hearing this.

He loved flowers dearly, especially the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, which shared the same name as his martial spirit.

I finally found one, but I really don't want to eat it.

He wanted to keep it, so that he could look at it a few times a day, smell its fragrance, and be content.

Yang Jian could probably sense his concerns.

"Uncle Yue, that treasure land actually has some rare and precious chrysanthemums, but none of them are as old as this one."

Yue Guan's eyes lit up.

He didn't hesitate.

This world has always been about strength. He had been stuck at level 95 for a long time, and now that he had a chance to break through, and there was more than one Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, he was naturally more than willing.

Besides, if I become stronger, I can also help Yang Jian.

There was absolutely no reason to refuse.

Yue Guan nodded solemnly.

"Okay. I'll absorb it now."

He sat down on the spot, put the Qirong Tongtianju in his mouth, and closed his eyes.

Golden light emanated from his body, tinting his skin with a pale gold hue.

His aura was slowly growing stronger, and the surrounding air trembled slightly.

The temperature in the room seemed to have risen a few degrees.

……

Half an hour later, Yue Guan opened his eyes.

He stood up, clenched his fist, felt the surging soul power within him, and smiled broadly.

Level 96.

Moreover, he could feel that his talent had also increased.

Those bottlenecks from the past no longer seem to be obstacles.

Level 97, 98, or even 99 all have a chance.

"Xiao Jian, thank you."

Yue Guan looked at Yang Jian solemnly, her tone sincere.

Yang Jian waved his hand: "Uncle Yue, if you really want to thank me, I happen to need your help with something."

With a solemn expression, Yue Guan took two steps forward and sat back down in his chair.

"You said."

"As long as it's within my power, I'll go through fire and water without batting an eye."

Yang Jian smiled.

"It's not that serious. It's like this, there are many magical herbs growing inside that treasure land in Sunset Forest, but how to harvest them is a problem, so I would like to ask you to go and take a look."

Yue Guan suddenly realized.

"No problem, don't worry. I've spent my whole life researching these things, so leave it to me."

Yang Jian touched his chin.

"Anyway, there's no rush. Right now, I don't have much use for the immortal herb. The main thing is for you to guard it, otherwise someone else will get it."

Yue Guan also agrees with this.

Even if the herb can be preserved after being picked, its medicinal effects will eventually be lost, so it should be taken as soon as possible.

Yang Jian suddenly thought of something else and frowned slightly.

"Uncle Ghost went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and you're the only Title Douluo left by Teacher's side. She probably won't let you leave, right?"

Yue Guan looked completely unconcerned.

"It's okay. I'll just make up some excuse, like running into my long-lost cousin or something. Does she really think she can stop me from leaving?"

Yang Jian gave a thumbs up.

"As expected of Uncle Yue."

Yue Guan smiled, his playful expression fading, and asked seriously, "Where exactly is that treasure land located?"

Yang Jian then explained the exact location of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

After listening, Yue Guan nodded.

"Alright, I'll go right now."

He turned to leave, but then suddenly remembered something and turned back. "Right, that treasure land must be guarded by a powerful figure, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't have remained undetected for so long."

Yang Jian nodded.

"Dugu Bo occupied that treasure land, but I have already killed him."

Yue Guan's eyes lit up.

He had a conflict with Dugu Bo years ago, and it was a fight to the death.

The two fought several times, but neither gained the upper hand.

Now that he has learned that Dugu Bo was killed by Yang Jian, he feels extremely happy.

"Well done."

Yue Guan chuckled and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, "You kid, you've really impressed me."

He smiled and left, his figure disappearing into the night.

Yang Jian closed the door, sat back on the bed, glanced at the sky (it was completely dark), then closed his eyes and continued to circulate the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique.

After circulating the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts for thirty-six cycles, Yang Jian's breathing became steady and long, and he entered a deep internal circulation state.

After an unknown amount of time, his brow twitched slightly.

There are people at the door.

The footsteps were very light, almost inaudible.

The person stood outside the door for a long time, hesitating, lingering, and undecided.

Yang Jian assumed that Ning Rongrong or Xiao Wu didn't want to sleep on the floor and had sneaked upstairs.

He unleashed his spiritual power and peered out the door.

Zhu Zhuqing.

She was wearing a black bodysuit, her hair was loose, and she stood barefoot in the corridor. She raised her hand as if to knock on the door, then lowered it, raised it again, and lowered it again.

Yang Jian frowned.

How many times has this happened?

He decided that this time he had to find out exactly what Zhu Zhuqing was up to.

She rolled out of bed, walked quickly to the door, and flung it open.

Zhu Zhuqing was standing at the door hesitating when the door suddenly opened, startling her and causing her to take a half step back.

"You...you're not asleep?"

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Yang Jian leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, looking at Zhu Zhuqing.

"What are you doing standing at my door so late at night? What do you want?"

Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed red instantly.