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

Then, hearing the sounds coming from downstairs, he chuckled softly.

Before I could even go to her, she came to me.

Yang Jian got out of bed, walked out of the room, and went downstairs.

As he passed the living room, he glanced at Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, who were staring blankly at each other, but did not stop. He pushed open the door and went into the yard.

Hu Liena stood in the center of the courtyard, the sunlight shining on her, outlining her features in a particularly soft way.

Her appearance hasn't changed much; she's still as beautiful as she was not long ago.

However, Yang Jian noticed something new about her that she hadn't seen before.

murderous look.

It wasn't the murderous aura directed at him, but rather the aura that emanated from his very bones, the kind that comes from someone who has experienced life-or-death battles.

It seems that the Spirit Hall's elite training program is no joke.

"Yang Jian!" Hu Liena greeted him with a bright smile. "You're finally back from your training! I just received the news this morning."

She walked up to Yang Jian, looked up at him, her eyes filled with joy.

"How long are you staying this time? Can you please not leave again?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "I'll be leaving soon, I probably won't be staying for more than a few days."

Hu Liena's smile faded slightly, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she did not ask Yang Jian to stay, because she knew that Yang Jian was destined to be a strong person in the future, and she could not trap him.

“Alright.” She smiled again and changed the subject. “I heard that you killed Yan yesterday and hung his head on the city gate.”

"Ah."

"That's good."

Yang Jian was slightly taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Don't you think I'm being too cruel?

Hu Liena scoffed, crossed her arms, and looked completely at ease.

“You said yesterday that you killed him because Yan leaked your information to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which almost led to your death.”

"This kind of person doesn't deserve to die, why should I find it cruel?"

Yang Jian asked again, "But many people think I'm lying, even the teachers think so. Don't you question it?"

Hu Liena pouted and snorted.

"Anyway, whatever you say is true, and I will never doubt it."

"Oh, let's not talk about these unhappy things. Let's go inside and talk."

She took Yang Jian's arm and led him into the living room.

The moment she entered, she saw Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.

Hu Liena stopped in her tracks.

She was so focused on Yang Jian that she didn't notice there were two other people in the living room.

She glanced at Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.

My gaze lingered on their faces and bodies for a moment.

Both women were very beautiful, each with their own unique charm, and were definitely no less attractive than herself.

A sense of crisis suddenly rose in Hu Liena's heart.

"Yang Jian, who are these two women?"

Her voice rose a few decibels, carrying an undisguised questioning tone.

Yang Jian casually replied, "It's like a pet I keep."

Hu Liena's expression changed repeatedly upon hearing this, staring at Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, various images flashing through her mind.

pet?

What type of pet?

What is Yang Jianyang doing here?

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

And this moment.

When Ning Rongrong heard the word "pet," she felt a surge of humiliation, but strangely, it seemed to make sense.

Yang Jian wouldn't let her sleep on the bed, only on the floor. Isn't that obviously treating her like a pet?

Even so, she dared not refute it now, and instead had a different thought in her mind.

Other people who keep pets at least give them food, but Yang Jian just lets her go hungry in the morning.

Xiao Wu had similar thoughts, her face was full of unhappiness, her lips were slightly pouting, but she never dared to look Yang Jian in the eye, her gaze darting away, and she looked down at her toes.

Yang Jian didn't pay much attention to the changes in the three women's expressions and gestured for Hu Liena to come upstairs with him.

Hu Liena said "oh" and obediently followed behind him.

……

Second floor, master bedroom.

Yang Jian closed the door, took out a dark gray soul bone from his storage soul tool, and handed it to Hu Liena.

"for you.

"Medusa's head soul bone, around 90,000 years old, leaning towards the mental type, is very suitable for you."

Hu Liena was stunned.

She stared at the soul bone in Yang Jian's hand, her eyes wide like copper bells.

The dark gray bones gleamed faintly in the sunlight, with fine patterns flowing across their surface, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.

Soul bones.

The soul bone in the head.

Ninety thousand years.

She had no doubt about Yang Jian's words; if Yang Jian said it suited her, then it must suit her.

But it was precisely because of this that Hu Liena was extremely shocked.

Soul bones are already very rare; many titled Douluo may not even possess one.

The head soul bone is even rarer.

Not to mention a head bone that's 90,000 years old, it's practically a priceless treasure.

Money can't buy it.

"Is this... really for me?"

Hu Liena's voice trembled slightly.

Yang Jian nodded: "It was originally intended for you. Take it quickly, the skills of this head soul bone are very useful."

Hu Liena was deeply moved.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her throat felt tight.

She reached out and took the soul bone, holding it in her palm, looking at it from left to right, reluctant to put it down.

But soon, Hu Liena's expression became hesitant again.

"Forget it." She handed the soul bone back, her voice lower. "Our relationship is alright, but it's not that bad yet."

“You can give this head bone to those two… slaves.”

When she uttered the word "slave," she felt a pang of jealousy and secretly glanced at Yang Jian, somewhat anticipating his next response.

Yang Jian was completely bewildered, unsure of what Hu Liena meant, and simply offered an explanation.

What do you mean by "the relationship is alright"?

"I originally thought we had a pretty good relationship."

"Besides, even if you don't want this head bone, I'm not going to give it to those two slaves."

"They don't deserve it."

Hearing what he said earlier, Hu Liena felt a sweet warmth in her heart, as if she had drunk honey.

Then he heard what came next, and his brows furrowed.

"That can't be right, don't tell me you and them aren't...not that kind of relationship?"

Although Yang Jian has a somewhat straightforward personality, he is not completely oblivious to certain subtexts, and his expression immediately turned strange.

"That's a bit of slander. They were just my tools. I never had any other thoughts about them."

Hu Liena got the answer she wanted and breathed a sigh of relief.

The gloom on her face vanished, and a smile returned.

"Oh, you should have said so earlier."

She stopped being coy and took Medusa's head and spirit bone, examining it from all angles.

The dark gray bones gleamed faintly in the sunlight, and felt warm to the touch, like jade.

She was overjoyed, not only because of the value of the head bone, but also because it was the first gift Yang Jian had ever given her.

She was even starting to not want to absorb it anymore.

I want to keep it so I can take it out and look at it every day to remind myself that it was a gift from Yang Jian.

Chapter 80 The Gift

Seeing Hu Liena's delighted expression, Yang Jian also smiled.

But I still gave a reminder.