A Future Titled Douluo, No Question About It!

"Good, good, good!"

Hearing that Yang Jian was willing, Wang Hegui had initially worried that the child's limited experience might leave him unaware of Spirit Hall's power and lead him to refuse. Now, he was completely relieved.

It felt as though his own future was smooth sailing.

"By the way, what are the names of your two martial souls? I need to register them."

Wang Hegui took out a small notebook as he spoke.

At that.

Yang Jian looked at the weapon floating above his right palm.

"This martial soul is called the Three-Point Double-Edged Saber."

He then turned his gaze to the short-haired white dog rubbing against his calf.

"It's the Howling Celestial Dog."

Wang Hegui listened and wrote everything down.

Once he was done, since Yang Jian himself was willing to join Spirit Hall, he did not issue any certificate.

"Xiao Jian, once I report your information, someone will come to take you to Spirit Hall within three days at the latest. Most likely, it'll be the main hall!"

Wang Hegui wore a solemn expression. "During this time, settle things at home. Once you join Spirit Hall, it'll likely be difficult for you to return even once over the next few years."

Perhaps worried that Yang Jian was still too young and reluctant to leave his family, he added a few more earnest words, explaining gently.

"You have innate full soul power. That means that as long as you obtain a soul ring, you can become a noble soul master and completely escape your current poverty."

"You might even stand at the very peak of all soul masters and become a Titled Douluo!"

"But the prerequisite is that you must show your worth. If you have talent but spend every day slacking off, Spirit Hall won't give you resources."

As Wang Hegui said this.

He gently patted Yang Jian's small, thin shoulder.

Then smiled and assured him.

"But don't worry. Spirit Hall has never mistreated its own. After you join Spirit Hall, we'll be responsible for taking care of your family."

"I can't guarantee much else, but moving your family out of this backward village and into the city, making sure they have enough to eat and warm clothes to wear, won't be a problem."

Listening to his promise.

A burden that had weighed on Yang Jian's heart for a long time finally settled peacefully.

"I understand."

Yang Jian nodded heavily. At the same time, he began looking forward to life in Spirit Hall. He wondered whether the talent he had displayed would catch the eye of some important figure.

As someone who had grown up among the lowest class of commoners, Yang Jian found it difficult to harbor any ill feelings toward Spirit Hall.

Even though he had thoroughly read the original novel and knew that Spirit Hall would eventually be overthrown by Tang Buddha, and that Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue would meet miserable ends, so what?

Spirit Hall had helped awaken his martial souls. So he would join Spirit Hall and contribute his share. Even if he could not stand against Tang Buddha, at least his conscience would be clear.

Besides.

Both of his martial souls were absurdly powerful.

He was confident he could crush the Shrek Seven Monsters!

He just did not know exactly what point in the timeline this was. If it was the later stages of the story and Tang San was about to become a god, then no amount of talent would matter.

At that thought, Yang Jian put on a childishly curious expression and looked at Wang Hegui beside him, preparing to probe indirectly.

"Uncle, you said the Pope was very powerful just now. How powerful exactly?"

Wang Hegui smiled faintly at that.

As though he shared in the honor.

He explained with immense pride.

"Let me put it this way. The Pope is not only a Titled Douluo with twin martial souls, but also the youngest Pope in Spirit Hall's history."

"This year happens to be the sixth year of the Pope's reign."

Yang Jian's eyes shifted.

After thinking it over, he more or less pinned down the exact point in time.

After devouring Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong had become Pope by relying on her status as Qian Renxue's mother, as well as Qian Daoliu's guilt toward her.

It was now Bibi Dong's sixth year in power.

That meant Qian Xunji had also been dead for six years.

And Tang San had been born after Tang Hao obtained the hundred-thousand-year soul ring from his deceased wife's sacrifice and nearly smashed Qian Xunji to death.

So Tang San should only be around six years old at this point.

"The beginning of the plot. Nice."

Yang Jian let out a breath of relief. In that instant, his confidence successfully seized the high ground.

If he still could not handle Tang San before he had fully developed, before he had consumed the immortal herbs, and before his Blue Silver Grass had awakened into the Blue Silver Emperor—

He might as well smash his head into a block of tofu and die!

"Put away your martial souls. Let's head out."

By then, Wang Hegui could barely wait to return and report Yang Jian's information to his superiors. Smiling, he led Yang Jian out of the wooden hut.

As for the other three children.

He had long forgotten them in his excitement.

"Lord Wang Hegui!"

Old Jerry had been waiting outside the wooden hut all along. The moment he saw Wang Hegui, he hurried forward, unable to hide the longing in his voice. "Did any of the four children from Yellow Fish Village awaken innate soul power this year?"

Wang Hegui laughed heartily. "Old Jerry, Yellow Fish Village really is lucky. I'd say it won't be long before Yellow Fish Village has to change its name."

At those words, Old Jerry froze where he stood, completely baffled.

The other villagers were equally confused.

Wang Hegui did not keep them guessing. His gaze fell on Yang Jian. "This child awakened innate full soul power, something seen only once in a century, and he even has top-tier martial souls!"

"In a few days, he'll be heading to Spirit Hall. Unless something unexpected happens, he's guaranteed to become a Titled Douluo in the future!"

"When that time comes, Yellow Fish Village will be qualified to take his title as its name. Not only will your taxes be reduced to a certain extent, you'll also receive ten work-study student slots every year!"

Once Wang Hegui finished speaking.

All the villagers stood there, dumbfounded.

They lacked worldly knowledge and had no idea how significant a Titled Douluo was, but to commoners, the words tax reduction were like a fuse that instantly ignited their emotions!

"He's that amazing?"

"Heavens, Yang Jian is going to make it big!"

"Wonderful!"

After a brief silence, the villagers could no longer suppress their joy and began dancing with excitement.

Quite a few of them also felt regret in their hearts.

After Yang Jian's parents died, they had not offered much help. Some had even gossiped behind his back and kicked him while he was down.

If they had known Yang Jian would achieve so much.

They should have treated this family better in the past.

But now, it was too late.

"A Titled Douluo?!"

As the village chief, Old Jerry had traveled often in his younger days and come into contact with soul masters, so he naturally understood the weight of those words. He was stunned.

He never could have imagined that Yang Jian, that polite child who had lost both parents at the age of three, possessed the potential to become a Titled Douluo.

"Second Brother is amazing!"

Yang Chan rushed out of the crowd and threw herself into Yang Jian's arms.

She did not understand anything.

But seeing the villagers all wearing astonished expressions because of her second brother.

She could not have been happier.

"Xiao Jian, I need to hurry back and report your situation, so I'll be leaving first. Stay at home during this time and wait for Spirit Hall to send someone to pick you up."

Wang Hegui did not linger any longer. He mounted his black horse, which carried a trace of soul beast bloodline, and swiftly vanished down the dirt road, moving like the wind.