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

The guard nodded repeatedly, then turned and ran into the academy.

……

Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Reception Room.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was sitting in the main seat, holding a cup of tea, listening to the discussion of the three education committee members.

Her face was handsome and gentle, with short, golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Her blue eyes were deep and bright. Today, she wore a white robe with a golden belt around her waist, making her look elegant and graceful.

The three education commissioners sitting opposite her were Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin.

Meng Shenji is the director of the Education Commission. He has gray hair, a thin face, and bright, piercing eyes.

Bai Baoshan was a burly man with a full beard and a loud voice.

Zhilin wore glasses, looked refined, and spoke softly.

“I think it would be a good suggestion to have the five elemental academies hold an exchange competition here,” Meng Shenji stroked his beard and said. “The reputation of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy has declined in recent years, and it needs some activities to boost morale.”

Bai Baoshan slammed his hand on the table, the sound so loud it made the teacups jump: "That's right! Those kids from the Five Elemental Academies should have been brought over long ago for a good sparring session, to show them what the regular army of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is all about!"

Zhilin adjusted his glasses and said calmly, "Although the Five Elements Academy is not as good as us, it should not be underestimated. Their students have rich practical experience, and some of their martial souls are also very unique. If an exchange competition is really held, we need to prepare well."

Meng Shenji nodded and looked at Xue Qinghe: "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Xue Qinghe put down his teacup, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle and steady voice, "The three education committee members' suggestions are very good, but this matter still needs to be considered carefully. After all, it involves the five major elemental academies, so we need to communicate in advance. I will report to my father and try to implement it as soon as possible."

Meng Shenji nodded in satisfaction.

Bai Baoshan burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the reception room.

Zhilin pushed up his glasses, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

Meng Shenji frowned.

He was in the middle of a great time when he was suddenly interrupted, which annoyed him.

But in the end, he suppressed his emotions and said in a calm voice, "Come in."

The guard pushed open the door and walked in, head down, trembling with fear.

He could feel Meng Shenji's gaze on him, tinged with displeasure, and he turned to look at Xue Qinghe.

"Your Highness, someone outside is looking for you. They say they are your friend."

Xue Qinghe was slightly taken aback.

She wasn't quite sure who would come looking for her at this time, but she maintained her gentle smile and asked, "Who is it?"

The guard replied, "They asked me to tell you that Yang Jian has arrived."

Xue Qinghe's pupils contracted slightly.

She certainly knew the name Yang Jian.

But why did the other person come to see me?

Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin were completely dumbfounded.

They looked at each other, and both saw doubt in each other's eyes.

It seems that there are no prominent families in Tiandou City with the surname Yang.

Is this person really His Highness the Crown Prince's friend?

They had never heard of it.

The three men's eyes fell on Xue Qinghe, awaiting her decision.

Xue Qinghe remained silent for a moment. Although she didn't know why Yang Jian had come to see her, he couldn't refuse to see him now that he was already at the door.

Xue Qinghe said to the guard, "Bring him here."

"Yes."

The guard turned and left.

Then, the reception room fell silent.

Meng Shenji stroked his beard, turned to look at Xue Qinghe, and looked puzzled.

"Your Highness, who is this Yang Jian? We are discussing important matters, and it would be inappropriate to send an outsider here now."

Bai Baoshan and Zhilin nodded as well, their meaning clear even though they didn't say anything.

The three members of the Education Committee were discussing the exchange competition, which involved the reputation and arrangements of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy. It wasn't something just anyone could listen in on.

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Xue Qinghe chuckled, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said unhurriedly, "The three education commissioners may not know, but Yang Jian is a genius soul master."

"Moreover, he is the most talented Soul Master on the continent."

"Geniuses have privileges. If we can become close friends with him, it would be a great thing for the Heaven Dou Empire."

She put down her teacup, her gaze sweeping over the three faces, her tone gentle but undeniable: "Besides, holding a friendly match isn't a state secret, so it's fine to have him come."

Upon hearing this, the displeasure on the faces of Meng Shenji and the other two lessened somewhat.

They looked at each other, a hint of interest flashing in their eyes.

The Crown Prince has always had high standards. To be called "the most talented Soul Master on the continent" by her, this young man named Yang Jian must truly be extraordinary.

"If that's the case, then let's meet."

Meng Shenji nodded, leaned back in his chair, and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest.

Bai Baoshan picked up his teacup and took a big gulp of water, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Zhilin pushed up his glasses, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"Ta Tata..."

Soon, footsteps came from the corridor, unhurried and slow.

Yang Jian slowly walked into the house.

When he entered, he casually glanced around, taking a quick look at the people in the room.

The blond, blue-eyed youth sitting in the main seat should be Xue Qinghe, who is actually the Crown Prince disguised by Qian Renxue.

The three elderly men beside him possessed extraordinary bearing and profound soul power fluctuations; they were likely the three members of the teaching committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, Zhilin.

Yang Jian's focus was still on Xue Qinghe.

It has to be said that Qian Renxue's disguise skills are truly extraordinary. Even with his current mental strength, which is comparable to that of a Title Douluo, he cannot see through this disguise.

His skin, hair color, facial features, physique, and even his aura perfectly matched the characteristics of a human male, as if the person in front of him was really Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, rather than Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall.

At the same time, Xue Qinghe was also sizing him up.

The moment the boy walked in, her gaze was drawn to him.

With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a face as beautiful as jade, and a tall but not thin figure, he exuded an indescribable composure.

It wasn't a deliberately feigned composure, but rather an absolute confidence in one's own abilities that emanated from within.

He was exceptionally handsome and possessed an unparalleled charisma.

Xue Qinghe mentally gave an eight-word evaluation.

But appearances are just a shell; she cares more about the boy's abilities.

According to intelligence, Yang Jian killed Yan in front of Bibi Dong, and did so without Bibi Dong's consent.

This shows that Yang Jian's strength far surpasses Yan's, and he is at least at the level of a Soul Emperor.

Also, intelligence reports say that Yang Jian is only twelve years old this year.

A Soul Emperor at the age of twelve, what does that even mean?

She broke through to the Soul Master level at the age of nine, already a genius with innate level 20 soul power.

She couldn't even imagine becoming a Soul Emperor at the age of twelve.

Xue Qinghe gave a gentle smile and beckoned to Yang Jian: "Young Brother Yang, come and sit here."

She pointed to the seat next to her.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, walked over, and sat down on the chair next to Xue Qinghe.

The chair is large and has a soft cushion, making it very comfortable to sit on.

He leaned back in his chair, his posture casual and without the slightest restraint.

At this moment, Meng Shenji looked at Yang Jian and found him increasingly unfamiliar. He had lived in Tiandou City for decades and had seen almost all the genius youths of the major families, but he had no recollection of this young man at all.

"Young friend Yang Jian, if I may be so bold as to ask, which family do you belong to? I've never heard of you before in Tiandou City." Meng Shenji stroked his beard, his tone polite. "His Highness the Crown Prince said you are a genius. I'd like to hear your current cultivation level and age."

Bai Baoshan and Zhilin also pricked up their ears, waiting for Yang Jian's answer.

Yang Jian glanced at Meng Shenji and said in a calm tone, "I was born in a small fishing village. I'm not from a prestigious family. I just broke through to level 60 recently and haven't acquired my sixth spirit ring yet. I'll be thirteen in a few months."

Meng Shenji was stunned.

Bai Baoshan's teacup stopped in mid-air, the tea overflowing from the rim and scalding his fingers, but he didn't notice.

Zhilin's glasses slipped down to the tip of his nose. He reached out and adjusted them, his fingers trembling slightly.

Meng Shenji took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly: "You said you... are level 60?"

"Ah."

"Twelve years old?"

"She'll be thirteen in a few months."

Meng Shenji's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again.

He suspected there was something wrong with his ears.