Yang Wudi

Yang Wudi

The Old Man was tall and lean, with jet-black hair. His complexion was ruddy, though several scars marked his face. His expression was somewhat gloomy, and his sinister eyes gave off a chilling impression, like a sharp blade about to leave its sheath. His presence was intimidating.

He was Yang Wudi, the current Clan Leader of the Breaking Clan.

Yang Wudi looked at the young boy, whose temperament was far beyond his years, and spoke coldly.

"Whose child are you? I don't seem to have any old acquaintances your age."

Liu Yanyang bowed slightly and cupped his hands in salute. "This junior is Liu Yanyang. I have traveled a thousand miles to come here solely to make a deal with Senior. Might I have that honor?"

Upon hearing the word "deal," Yang Wudi could not help but sneer. A six-year-old child wanted to make a deal with him?

Yet when he saw Liu Yanyang's resolute gaze, his manner of speech and bearing far exceeding those of his peers, he put away his contempt and simply said, "Come in."

Yang Wudi then turned and headed into the residence. Liu Yanyang hurried after him, following behind as they passed through the corridors and arrived at a reception hall.

Once the two had taken their seats, someone served tea before withdrawing and closing the doors to the hall behind them.

Yang Wudi took a shallow sip of tea, looked toward Liu Yanyang, and spoke blandly.

"About six years old, a level-ten Soul Master, Innate Soul Power of at least rank nine. Tell me, boy, which faction are you from?"

"What do you want from this old man in exchange for the Aromatic Silk Beauty?"

After taking a sip of tea, Liu Yanyang rose to his feet and cupped his hands toward Yang Wudi. Then Soul Power gathered in his right hand.

His Martial Soul, the Dragon Roar Spear, appeared in his right hand, letting out a faint hum.

At that moment, the Soul Breaking Spear within Yang Wudi's body also began to hum repeatedly, as though the two were competing against one another. He was inwardly shocked. A top-tier Weapon Soul. This child's talent is truly terrifying.

"This junior came alone to the Breaking Clan seeking Spear Technique, Martial Soul Soul Ring Combination, and a place to settle down," Liu Yanyang said, every word firm and forceful.

Yang Wudi had still been pondering which great faction or reclusive sect this child might belong to. Hearing the boy's words, he could not help but freeze.

He watched Yang Wudi's expression shift from confusion to astonishment, then gradually turn somewhat angry, until the man finally stared at him with a cold, grim face.

Liu Yanyang drew a deep breath and continued calmly, "I know Senior does not believe what I have said, but this deal will do Senior no harm."

"I will remain with the Breaking Clan for six years. During those six years, Senior will devote himself to teaching me the fundamentals of spear arts and Spear Technique."

"Allow me to consult your clan's records on Soul Ring Combination, help me hunt Soul Rings, and ensure my safety for those six years."

"Six years from now, I will present the Aromatic Silk Beauty with both hands. If Senior does not believe me, you may poison me now. For the time being, my life and possessions may be placed in Senior's hands."

When he finished, Liu Yanyang raised his head and looked calmly at Yang Wudi without speaking again.

"Ha ha ha!"

"Interesting. This old man would disdain poisoning a six-year-old child. I would like to see what you will become six years from now, boy."

Yang Wudi laughed loudly. Without sparing Liu Yanyang another glance, he walked straight out of the reception hall and vanished at the end of the corridor.

Watching Yang Wudi depart, Liu Yanyang immediately slumped into his chair. The back of his clothes was already drenched with sweat. He gulped down tea, gradually steadying himself.

That hurdle had passed. At least he could spend the next few years in peace.

Before long, a youth entered and said to him, "The Clan Leader instructed me to take you to the residence assigned to you."

Liu Yanyang rose and cupped his hands. "Thank you." The youth returned the salute.

He then led Liu Yanyang out of the reception hall, through the corridors, and into a single-courtyard residence.

After entering the courtyard, the youth turned to Liu Yanyang and said,

"The Clan Leader said this will be your residence from now on. You have traveled a long way, so rest well today."

After saying that, he walked to the stone table and waved his right hand. Several dozen yellowed ancient books appeared atop it.

"These are all the records of Soul Skills obtained by members of our Breaking Clan from Soul Rings, as well as the Soul Beasts they came from."

"The Clan Leader will take you to hunt Soul Beasts and obtain a Soul Ring tomorrow. You can take some time to look through them and decide which Soul Beast you need."

With that, he gave a salute and left through the courtyard gate. Liu Yanyang returned the salute and watched him depart.

He walked straight to the stone table, sat down, and began reading through the books.

Night fell quietly. A bright moon hung high in the sky, stars glittered overhead, and the evening breeze blew softly, bringing waves of coolness.

Feeling the cool breeze brush across his face, he finished the last record in his hands and tidied the books on the stone table.

Liu Yanyang placed them all into his Storage Soul Tool, then began strolling around the small courtyard.

After reading the Breaking Clan's records on Soul Rings, his understanding of how to combine the best Soul Rings had deepened further.

"Shock."

"Pierce."

"Explode."

"Rend."

These were the Soul Ring Combination most suited to the Soul Breaking Spear, developed through over a hundred years of experimentation by the Breaking Clan.

All of them came from the same type of Soul Beast. Combined with the Soul Breaking Spear's innate soul-breaking property and the Breaking Clan's indomitable will,

they allowed members of the Breaking Clan to become invincible among those of the same rank, even making it possible to fight opponents above their level.

But the drawbacks were equally obvious. Their fighting style revolved around dragging their enemies into their own attacking rhythm.

Their overwhelming attack power and relentless offensive tempo left opponents unable to withstand them, until death claimed them.

If their enemies refused to engage and continuously kept their distance, then their momentum would rise at first, weaken the second time, and be exhausted by the third.

Most importantly, the deadliest flaw of this fighting style was that it could not be sustained for long.

Thus, Liu Yanyang did not intend to follow the Breaking Clan's path of extreme offense.

Of course, there was still much to learn from their Soul Ring Combination. For example, the Soul Breaking Spear's first Soul Skill, Shock.

It was a highly practical utility Soul Skill that could disrupt an enemy's Soul Skill and knock them back. It had much in common with Sword Douluo's fifth Soul Skill—Might Shakes the Four Directions.

But if his first Soul Skill were such a utility skill, it would seem rather underwhelming.

Once he became a Soul Sage, this skill would no longer be very useful. Like Sword Douluo, he could obtain a similar Soul Skill for his fifth Soul Ring.

Looking at the bright moon, a trace of loneliness welled up in his heart. It had been nearly three months since he came to Douluo Continent.

He felt no sense of belonging in this world. His family was gone, he had no friends, and no one to confide in.

He suddenly felt somewhat lost. Where exactly did his future path lie? In the end, he laughed at himself. Whatever. It can't get any worse than it is now.

With a sigh, he turned and left, returning to his room to rest.

The next day, early morning

After washing up, Liu Yanyang left the small courtyard and arrived at the main gate of the Breaking Clan residence. A carriage stood quietly parked before it.

Please bookmark, vote with recommendation tickets, and keep reading.