Du Busi!

"A powerful body doesn't just give you more endurance in battle than others. It also strengthens your capacity to withstand Soul Rings and increases your cultivation speed."

Lang Ya led the way while introducing Han Yu to the sect's situation.

Han Yu listened carefully. Along the way, he felt his horizons broaden quite a bit.

Before long, the two arrived at the sect's main hall.

Two old men sat in the hall.

The old man in the foremost seat was tall and broad, with long Dark Green hair draped behind him.

What was somewhat funny, however, was that he had no hair on the top of his head. He was actually balding, yet his skin was like a baby's, with hardly any wrinkles.

"Sect Master, Han Yu has been brought here!"

Lang Ya bowed, cupping his fists with both hands.

So he's Du Busi? Didn't expect him to really have a Mediterranean hairline!

Han Yu smiled faintly inwardly. In his previous life, he had nearly ended up with that same Mediterranean look too. Work every day, staying up late at night—every time he showered, he would find fallen hairs.

"This old man is the Body Sect Master, Du Busi."

"Han Yu, boy, release your martial soul and let me have a look."

Du Busi stood, his face solemn, his gaze fixed tightly on Han Yu.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Han Yu nodded slightly, closed his eyes, then released the Sharingan.

A cold, sinister aura appeared in an instant. Han Yu's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and a single tomoe slowly rotated.

"Such powerful Spiritual Power. This boy's current Spiritual Power is enough to rival some Soul Elders whose spirits aren't strong."

Before Du Busi could speak, the old man beside him suddenly stood up and looked at Han Yu in surprise.

"Lao Jin, stay calm. You can't lose your bearing in front of the juniors!"

A thick flash of delight passed through Du Busi's eyes, but his face remained unchanged as he spoke.

"Hmph! Sect Master, stop putting on an act. With a treasure like this, who knows how happy you are inside!"

Du Busi, exposed, was not embarrassed. He suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Haha, Han Yu, boy, are you willing to take me as your master? As long as you do, the sect will definitely devote great effort to nurturing you in the future. When the time comes, you will be the successor to the next sect master."

Han Yu was slightly stunned. He had not expected Du Busi to actually want to accept him as a disciple.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Sect Master, I am naturally willing, but to be honest with you, my Innate Soul Power is only at rank four. I'm afraid..."

Before Han Yu could finish speaking, Du Busi interrupted him.

"Then that's enough. In our Body Sect, Innate Soul Power is not the most important thing. The martial soul is what matters most."

"If Innate Soul Power is low, it can be supplemented later. Our sect may not have much else, but we still have quite a few heavenly treasures that can raise talent."

"Even if we don't have them, I'll go steal them. Even if it's the legendary Immortal Herb, as long as there's news of it, this old man will snatch it for you."

Hearing this, Han Yu's heart stirred slightly. He knew exactly where the Immortal Herbs were, but now was not a good time to tell Du Busi.

He had only just joined the sect and did not understand what kind of person he was. Besides, it would not be easy to explain how he knew about them.

People were selfish, and Han Yu was no exception. Before there was absolute trust, he would not tell anyone these secrets.

However, he could feel Du Busi's sincerity, and he was slightly moved. He immediately bowed in respect.

"Disciple Han Yu greets Teacher!"

Seeing Han Yu take him as his master, Du Busi immediately became like a child, so happy that he danced with joy.

"Good. Han Yu, take this Storage Soul Tool. There are two kinds of pills inside: Mystic Water Pills and Soul Ascension Pills."

"One can improve your cultivation aptitude, and the other can increase your soul power."

Light flashed in Du Busi's hand, and an ancient-looking ring appeared in his palm. With a flick of his finger, it landed in Han Yu's hand.

"Thank you, Teacher!"

Han Yu put the ring on his hand and injected soul power into it. Two exquisite jade bottles appeared in his hands.

So these are Mystic Water Pills? After absorbing these two pills, my Innate Soul Power can rise another rank.

"All right, go down and absorb them first. Later, I will come guide you in cultivation!"

"Lang Ya, arrange a place for Han Yu to stay. Mm, put him next door to me!"

Du Busi turned to look at Lang Ya and gave him the instruction.

"Yes, Sect Master! This subordinate takes his leave!"

Lang Ya saluted, then pulled Han Yu out of the hall.

"Hahahaha! Who would have thought? Who would have thought!"

"To think we actually found such a fine seedling. Lao Jin, there's hope for our inheritance!"

Du Busi looked at the Golden Body Douluo beside him, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Han Yu's martial soul is indeed very powerful, but I'm worried about his physical quality. He's not even as good as an ordinary child, and his soul power really is a bit low."

The Golden Body Douluo frowned. Although what Du Busi had just said about Innate Soul Power not being important was true, it still mattered a great deal.

"Mm! That is a problem, but it doesn't matter. This old man will think of a way. There are still quite a few things that can raise Innate Soul Power."

"Also, from now on, this old man will train that boy's physical quality hard. After all, jade cannot become a useful tool without being carved!"

"Heh heh heh heh!"

The two old men looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

In a small courtyard that was not at all luxurious.

"Han Yu, boy, this will be your residence from now on."

Lang Ya pushed open the door of the little house and turned to look at Han Yu.

The corners of Han Yu's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the small house before him. The house was not large. On the contrary, it was somewhat shabby.

The facilities around it were also very simple: one lamp, one small table, and a few stools.

So-called soul lamps, household soul tools? Sorry, none!

It was not much better than where he had lived before. The only comfort was that the surrounding scenery was very nice.

The space was also large, and not far away there was a small pond, its water very clear.

"Han Yu, boy, are you disappointed? It's not as luxurious as you imagined?"

Lang Ya casually picked up a small stool, sat down, and said with a smile.

"Not really. I think this place is still quite good. It's also very quiet, very suitable for cultivation."

"But why not purchase some household soul tools?"

Han Yu was not especially picky about where he lived. It was just that the scene before him was very different from the Body Sect he had imagined.

In his view, as the Body Sect of the Three Great Powers, even if it was not very fine, it should not be bad either.

Now, the feeling it gave him was like the life of an ascetic monk.

"Haha, boy, I know our sect is different from what you imagined. Your reaction is very normal."

"Our sect does not use soul tools. We cultivate only ourselves. Because of that, every one of us has powerful combat strength. Soul tools are external objects in the end and cannot be presented as anything refined!"

Lang Ya's tone was full of confidence. He looked down on these so-called soul tools very much.

Han Yu understood as well, but in his view, soul tools still had their merits.

If I get the chance in the future, I still have to go take a look at soul tools. Even if I don't know how to make them, I at least need to understand them, so I don't end up capsizing in a ditch later.

Han Yu somewhat disagreed, and he made up his mind to learn about them.