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Is the healing effect of the Xuantian Technique really this strong?
Or is it simply that his half-human, half-beast body has an incredible tolerance for pain?
However, seeing Tang San's pitiful state, Ye Wen felt much better.
To maintain his persona as a kind and approachable figure while continuing to deceive Tang San, Ye Wen kindly handed over a box of ordinary injury medicine from his martial soul storage space.
For a moment, Tang San's heart was filled with mixed emotions. The person who had beaten him was now offering him medicine to heal his wounds, and the duel had been agreed upon by both parties.
The phrase, "Those who harm me today will meet their end," simply wouldn't leave Tang San's lips.
Having gathered all the information he needed about Tang San, Ye Wen decided not to tangle further with this peculiar master-disciple pair. He led the five youngsters back to the Tianxing Residence.
Watching Ye Wen's retreating figure disappear gracefully into the distance,
A flicker of envy passed through Tang San's eyes. He wondered when he would be able to move as freely and confidently as Ye Wen, coming and going like the wind.
However, Tang San became intrigued by what Ye Wen had mentioned about the Rigid Style and began questioning Yu Xiaogang about it.
By now, the five foundational self-created soul skills that Ye Wen had once introduced to the Douluo Continent were already widely known, with nothing left to hide. Yu Xiaogang laid everything out plainly.
Tang San's admiration for Ye Wen grew even stronger.
But thinking about how Ye Wen had withheld three additional techniques, Tang San felt a twinge of dissatisfaction. 'Why didn't he share everything if he wanted to help others? Why keep secrets?'
In his past life, Tang San had been dissatisfied with the Tang Sect hiding its core inheritance. Now, he felt similarly about Ye Wen's selective sharing.
'One who harbors the world in their heart should abandon selfishness. As a neutral force, they should hold nothing back. When I grow strong enough, I'll ensure these six techniques spread across the land, letting the world know my name—Tang San, who seeks to benefit all.'
With that thought, Tang San eagerly began studying the Rigid Style.
Upon learning it, he was astounded. Compared to his 'Xuanyu Hand', the Rigid Style was far more versatile—not only strengthening the hands but also capable of reinforcing any part of the body.
True to his reputation as a genius, Tang San combined the Rigid Style with his 'Xuanyu Hand' to refine its cultivation method.
'As expected of me. From now on, this technique will be called the Xuanyu Body. When faced with unavoidable attacks, the Xuanyu Body will be a lifesaving skill.'
The image of Ye Tianshui's stunning punch flashed in his mind. With the Xuanyu Body, he would no longer be as humiliated as before.
At the same time, a look of infatuation flickered in Tang San's eyes. Ye Tianshui's figure was firmly imprinted in his mind.
Though both were at level ten, she was far stronger than him. Her first soul ring was even at the thousand-year level. As for being born with innate level 20 soul power, Tang San's experience hadn't led him to consider that possibility.
It seemed that just a single soul ring could create such a vast gap between them. Upon returning, Tang San resolved to ask his teacher how she had absorbed a thousand-year soul ring far beyond her current level.
But then, thinking of his twin martial souls' extraordinary potential, Tang San grew secretly proud again. 'So what if your first soul ring surpasses mine by a thousand years? When my second martial soul gains its soul rings, they'll start at the ten-thousand-year level. By then, who's stronger and who's weaker remains to be seen.'
This proved that pressure could indeed shift perspectives.
Back at the academy, Tang San first registered his identity as a soul master at the Spirit Hall, tested his level, and collected his subsidy.
As in the original story, his level was 13.
This was already sufficient to graduate from Notting Primary Academy.
However, Tang San knew his understanding of this world was still shallow, so he decided to stay close to Yu Xiaogang and continue studying at Notting Primary Academy.
Due to Ye Wen's influence, the noble leader at Notting Academy was no longer Xiao Chenyu, the city lord's son from the original story.
Since Xiao Lie's meteoric rise thanks to Ye Wen's assistance, he had paid particular attention to Ye Wen's teachings.
Under his guidance, Xiao Chenyu's talent far surpassed what it had been in the original story, allowing him to meet the admission standards for Tianxing Academy early on.
Now, Xiao Lie was especially triumphant. The taxes collected from nearby villages growing medicinal herbs had made him incredibly wealthy. Moreover, his past association with Ye Wen elevated his status among the nobility.
The noble students still lingering at Notting Primary Academy were nothing but the lowest of the low. Their leader was merely a newly minted level-ten nobody, inferior even to the original Xiao Chenyu.
Fights among children at the academy were ignored as long as no one died—even the nobles couldn't be bothered.
When Tang San returned to the academy and saw the noble students bullying commoners, he immediately stepped forward. Like a bolt from the heavens, he sent the nobles sprawling, establishing his dominance as the academy's top dog for the next six years.
Being invincible was…
But Tang San always felt something was missing. These six years had been unbearably dull.
The image of the cold and stunning Ye Tianshui kept brushing against his deepest desires.
Over these six years, Tang San gradually solidified his resolve.
"I must grow stronger quickly. Only then can I reach her side and earn the recognition of that principal."
If Ye Wen had known Tang San's thoughts, he would've slapped him flying. 'Dream on, you fool. Don't think about deceiving me for wealth or love.'
Time passed uneventfully on the Douluo Continent over these six years.
However, the increasing number of soul masters in recent years had strained the finances of the two empires, bringing a faint smile to Ye Wen's face.
During this time, there was a small matter Ye Wen had instructed his subordinates to monitor.
As expected, Dai Mubai, that coward, had abandoned his fiancée just as in the original story, fleeing alone to the Barak Kingdom to live a life of indulgence.
"He possesses the fierce White Tiger martial soul but lacks courage. Even if he becomes a Title Douluo, he'll stop at level 95 at best. Without the aid of immortal herbs, forget about it—he's utterly useless."
In his study, Ye Wen sneered disdainfully as he reviewed Dai Mubai's recent situation, then flipped to the next page.
"Even after being abandoned by her fiancé, she remains resolute and diligent—a promising seedling. However, she's still too green. She needs more trials to mature, to regain the brilliance she had in the original story."
Putting aside the gossip from the Star Luo Empire, Ye Wen turned his attention to the situation in the Heavenly Fighting Empire.
Whether by fate or coincidence, the crown prince was still Xue Qinghe. Besides him, the only remaining royal heir was Xue Beng, currently playing the role of a dissolute playboy to survive. How laughable.
After all, Qian Renxue was quietly cultivating within the Spirit Hall. The royal family's power struggles were truly cruel.
Compared to the Heavenly Fighting Empire, the Star Luo royal family's squabbles were petty and trivial.
They prattled on about fairness, yet the age gap between princes was absurd. When Dai Weisi appeared, he hadn't even reached the Soul King level—utterly mediocre.
Dai Weisi relied solely on connections. What kind of brutal succession battle was this?
The Star Luo imperial family, corrupted by power, was no different. It was no wonder they were replaced by the Star Crown Sect in Douluo II.
"The worse you all become, the easier it will be for me to act. That way, I can change this world with minimal bloodshed."
Gazing at the scenery outside, Ye Wen murmured softly to himself.
From the moment he began interacting with this world, Ye Wen had despised its rotten and filthy nature.
Since the world's consciousness was already on his side, failing to unify it under one banner would be an insult to his identity.
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