Body Sect!

Those were a pair of beautiful eyes.

The pupils were blood-red, with a black tomoe slowly revolving within them alongside his Soul Power.

Beyond those eyes was his somewhat delicate face. He was neither handsome nor ugly, though his skin looked slightly sallow from malnutrition.

Han Yu examined them closely. Just as he had thought, it was those eyes.

"It seems like I can see things more clearly. Everything around me feels as if it has slowed down!"

"Has the temperature around me dropped too?"

Han Yu muttered to himself. As the Sharingan appeared, he clearly sensed a somewhat cold and sinister fluctuation of Soul Power.

"Will people mistake me for an Evil Soul Master? This aura doesn't exactly feel positive!"

Han Yu frowned slightly. He knew that Douluo Continent had an organization called the Shrek Supervision Group.

"Forget it. I won't think about those issues for now. Next, I need to cultivate hard and see if I can find some treasure that can improve my aptitude."

The One Tomoe's abilities were not powerful. It could only slightly improve his dynamic vision. Only upon reaching Two Tomoe and Three Tomoe would it gradually reveal its true strength.

"System! What other functions do you have?"

Han Yu focused his mind, preparing to properly understand the system.

"Ding! This system's primary function is to provide choices for the host. Due to unknown reasons, it currently has no other functions."

"Furthermore, the system will now enter dormancy. It will awaken once every time the host obtains a Soul Ring! It will no longer enter dormancy after the host reaches three rings."

"Ding! The system is entering dormancy."

The emotionless mechanical voice rang out, and Han Yu frowned.

This was different from what he had expected. What had it even given him? It was already done?

Soul Power level four, and it had even turned him half-crippled.

"You're a shoddy system, aren't you?"

Han Yu slowly spat out those words, lying on his bed as he pondered quietly.

This system did not seem very intelligent. If he wanted to become stronger, he would still have to rely on himself.

His martial soul, the Sharingan, was only One Tomoe, but it was comparable to a mid-tier martial soul. If it could evolve into the Mangekyō Sharingan in the future, it would be an incredibly powerful martial soul.

"Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, Electrolux, Ice Empress, Gold of Life..."

In the quiet little house, Han Yu murmured as if in a dream before falling deeply asleep.

The weakening of his physique made him feel exhausted. His physique had never been strong to begin with, merely at the level of an ordinary person, and now it was even worse.

The night passed quickly.

Han Yu packed up simply, brought along several sets of his usual faded clothes, and headed to the village entrance to wait for Lang Ya.

At the village entrance.

Han Yu waited for about half an hour before Lang Ya's strange large head suddenly came into view.

"Senior!"

Han Yu hurried forward and bowed respectfully.

"How is it? Have you packed everything?"

Lang Ya looked at Han Yu warmly.

"I've packed everything. I don't have much to bring, just some clothes to change into."

Han Yu nodded respectfully. He had just recalled the identity of the person before him.

Lang Ya, martial soul: Brain. He was a spiritual-type Soul Douluo.

He could easily control the consciousness of others.

"Alright, then let's go. You're too slow, so I'll carry you."

Lang Ya stepped forward, grabbed Han Yu with one large hand, tucked him under his arm, and rose into the air.

Then, before Han Yu's astonished eyes, eight Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Seeing this, Lang Ya smiled faintly.

"There is no need to be surprised. One day, you will be able to do the same."

"Although your Innate Soul Power is not high, the quality of your martial soul is indeed exceptional. In our Body Sect, Innate Soul Power does not mean much."

"We have ways to help you improve it. Raising it by one or two levels will not be a problem."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The wind howled around them as Han Yu spoke with some difficulty.

"Thank you, Senior. I will cultivate diligently!"

The Body Sect was located in the Heavenly Ravine in the northern territory of the Heaven Dou Empire, near Heaven Dou City and Sunset Forest.

Together with Shrek Academy and Mingde Hall, it was known as one of the Three Great Powers of the continent.

Body Village was not far from the Body Sect, and Lang Ya was very fast.

They arrived at the Body Sect's mountain gate in roughly half an hour.

Han Yu carefully observed his surroundings.

The Body Sect was built amid a mountain range, surrounded by towering peaks. At the entrance to the mountain gate stood weathered bronze stone statues on either side.

The sect's overall decor was not luxurious, but rather simple and ancient.

At the very top stood a plaque bearing three words.

"Body Sect!"

"Kid, we're here. Follow me."

Lang Ya smiled slightly, took Han Yu by the hand, and led him into the sect.

The moment he entered, Han Yu was drawn to the vast training grounds.

Various unknown pieces of equipment were scattered around, and some disciples were lifting or gripping them to train their bodies.

When they saw Han Yu and Lang Ya arrive, they could not help stopping what they were doing to look at them curiously.

"Elder Lang Ya, is this the new disciple?"

A burly youth, nearly 1.7 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a wide back, and bulging muscles, walked over from afar and bowed to Lang Ya.

Han Yu carefully examined the youth before him. They were about the same age, but the youth was a full head taller than him.

His red hair was parted down the middle, with the strands falling on either side looking exceptionally smooth. His eyes were narrow and cold, his nose straight, and his mouth square. Though he was not especially handsome, he seemed to possess a somewhat wicked charm.

"Ao Tian, you're here. Let me introduce you. This is Han Yu, a disciple who just came up the mountain this year."

"His martial soul is his eyes. In terms of martial soul strength, it may even surpass yours!"

Lang Ya nodded to the youth named Ao Tian before pointing at Han Yu.

"Hello, little brother. My name is Long Aotian. From now on, we're family. If there's anything you don't understand, you can come find me."

Long Aotian laughed heartily, then patted Han Yu's shoulders with both hands.

Feeling the tremendous force from his shoulders, Han Yu's expression changed. His body swayed slightly, and he nearly lost his footing.

"Sorry, little brother. I used a little too much strength. But your body is rather weak!"

Long Aotian smiled somewhat apologetically.

"Hello, Big Brother Ao Tian. My name is Han Yu. My body is indeed a little weak."

Han Yu's mouth twitched, and his delicate face flushed slightly before he admitted it frankly.

It was already good enough if he could eat his fill normally, let alone build up his body. That was a privilege only nobles could enjoy.

He was just a child himself and had no way of getting those things.

"Alright, Ao Tian, go train first. I'll take Han Yu to meet the Sect Master."

"And you little brats, what are you looking at? Hurry up and cultivate! Anyone who fails the assessment will have their training doubled."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd scattered like monkeys fleeing a fallen tree and promptly resumed training.

"Yes!"

"Come on, Han Yu. They are all disciples who joined the sect this year or in the past few years. Right now, they are undergoing the most basic physical training."

"A strong body is very important, especially for those of us who possess Body Martial Souls."