At the Corner, Qian Renxue Sent Yu Xiaogang and Tang San Flying

Back in Heaven Dou City, Qian Renxue decided to celebrate properly, but the carriage suddenly developed a problem, forcing the three of them to get out.

The coachman climbed down and saw that there was a minor issue with two wheels. "Your Highness, please wait five minutes. I'll have it replaced right away."

Qian Renxue nodded. "All right."

"I'll take a look around." Unable to sit still, Jiang Nanchen called out before wandering around nearby.

Heaven Dou City was huge. Jiang Nanchen merely made a round of the surrounding area, yet he noticed that the people here were particularly curvy. Along the way, several older noblewomen looked at him with especially heated gazes.

Jiang Nanchen was so frightened that he hurriedly fled. Catching a peculiar fragrance, he followed the scent and bumped into someone at a corner. Yet the one who fell to the ground was not Jiang Nanchen, but the other party.

"Ow! Who was that? Don't you watch where you're going?"

Jiang Nanchen immediately recognized that familiar voice. Looking up, he found Tang San, along with the arrogant master, Yu Xiaogang.

"Jiang Nanchen."

Tang San's brows furrowed slightly upon seeing Jiang Nanchen. Hadn't he been taken away by people from Spirit Hall?

Why was he here?

"Well, if it isn't Tang San!"

Jiang Nanchen sneered. Seeing Yu Xiaogang with him but no sign of Xiao Wu, he figured Yu Xiaogang had brought Tang San to Heaven Dou City for some business.

"Your aura..."

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat. He could no longer sense Jiang Nanchen's aura, leaving his exact cultivation level unknown.

Jiang Nanchen smiled faintly. "Master, could it be that you can't sense it because you're too weak?"

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. He snorted. "Insolent! You ignorant brat, don't think you're so impressive just because an elder of Spirit Hall took you away. You're only seven years old. No matter how extraordinary you are, it's impossible for you to have broken through."

"Jiang Nanchen, I know you're strong, but there's no need to be so arrogant."

Tang San felt that Jiang Nanchen had become far too full of himself after entering Spirit Hall, even looking down on others. As someone so pure and upright, Tang San naturally could not stand for it.

The Tang Sect's rules stated that a teacher was like a father. How could a son stand idly by when his father was bullied?

Tang San declared that if they had not been in Heaven Dou City, Jiang Nanchen would already have been lying on the ground.

Jiang Nanchen had long since been marked by Tang San as someone who deserved death.

"I'm not arrogant. I simply have the strength to back it up."

Jiang Nanchen smiled.

"Big words." Tang San said disdainfully, "I'll soon break through to Soul Grandmaster. Even if you're stronger, how much faster could you possibly be?"

Jiang Nanchen merely smiled without answering and crooked a finger at him.

"How presumptuous!"

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his figure moving like Ghost Douluo as he rapidly closed in on Jiang Nanchen. The Mysterious Heaven Skill quietly circulated through his right palm.

Tang San believed this unexpected palm strike would be enough to teach this ignorant fellow a lesson.

Yet fantasies were fantasies, and reality was cruel.

His palm strike was blocked by a single finger from Jiang Nanchen, and with absurd ease at that, without the slightest sign of strain.

How was that possible? Tang San's face was full of disbelief. He had circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Even someone stronger should have shown some reaction.

"That's it?" Jiang Nanchen scoffed. "Since you're done, it's my turn."

Without using a soul skill, he simply threw a punch.

How powerful could an ordinary punch be?

Tang San thought it was merely a bluff, but he regretted it the next second. A sharp pain exploded through his abdomen, and he was immediately sent flying backward.

"Little San!" Yu Xiaogang cried out and hurried over to help Tang San up.

Tang San's face was pale as he said, "Teacher, he's too strange. I couldn't avoid that punch at all."

He had tried to dodge at the time, only to discover in astonishment that he could not move out of the way at all. It was truly too strange.

"What cultivation level are you?" Tang San asked.

"Soul Elder."

Yu Xiaogang laughed upon hearing that. "Brat, there should be a limit to your boasting."

Jiang Nanchen did not argue. Instead, he released the aura of a Soul Elder, and three Soul Rings appeared at once—one yellow, one purple, and one black—instantly making Yu Xiaogang's eyes widen.

"A Soul Elder? How is that possible?!"

He was just over seven, not even eight, yet he had reached the realm of Soul Elder. How could that possibly be achieved?

Yu Xiaogang spent quite some time unable to accept reality. More importantly, the second ring was a thousand-year ring, and the third was a ten-thousand-year ring. This was an utterly miraculous leap, one even he could not accept.

The first Soul Ring clearly could not exceed 423 years, yet the brat before him had personally shattered his theoretical knowledge.

It was too absurd. He could hardly accept it, and he was beginning to doubt his entire life.

Yu Xiaogang's feelings were complicated. No wonder none of his attempts had worked just now; there was an entire major realm between them.

This was outrageous. How had this guy improved so quickly? He should have used hidden weapons earlier. At least then he would not have looked so miserable.

Yu Xiaogang stared at Jiang Nanchen, his voice tight. "How did you do it? A seven-year-old Soul Elder, with a ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring—this completely violates the laws of Martial Soul cultivation!"

Jiang Nanchen shrugged, his tone calm. "That's simply how I did it. I'm just talented."

"You!" Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red, and his chest heaved. "Are you messing with me?" He had spent half his life studying Martial Soul theory and valued the ironclad rules of cultivation above all else. Yet this youth had not only shattered them completely, but did so with such a casual attitude that Yu Xiaogang felt his understanding of the world being trampled beneath his feet.

"Believe it or not." Jiang Nanchen could not be bothered wasting more words on him and turned to leave.

Just then, a figure hurried over from around the corner. It was Qian Renxue, dressed in the attire of a prince. Seeing Jiang Nanchen, she raised a hand and tapped his forehead. "Little fellow, I've been looking for you everywhere. So you were hiding here. The carriage is almost fixed, so don't run around."

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San both underwent drastic changes in expression when they saw who had arrived.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly composed himself, straightened his robes, stepped forward, and bowed. "This subject, Yu Xiaogang, greets Your Highness!"

He had never expected Jiang Nanchen to be so close to the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou. This background far exceeded all his previous guesses.

Tang San also endured the sharp pain in his abdomen as he lowered his head in greeting, while turbulent waves rose in his heart.

An elder of Spirit Hall had come for him, and the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou was by his side. Just who was Jiang Nanchen?

Qian Renxue gave the two of them an indifferent glance and paid them no mind, merely pulling Jiang Nanchen over. "Nanchen, did these two cause trouble for you?"

Jiang Nanchen said, "They came to argue with me, then Tang San attacked. But he was too weak."

The moment those words left his mouth, Yu Xiaogang broke out in a cold sweat.

Seriously? Why did you have to tell her everything?

Qian Renxue frowned. "So that's what happened."

She then looked at Yu Xiaogang and Tang San. "You two, come here!"

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San walked over.

As soon as the master and disciple drew close, Qian Renxue increased her strength and swiftly slapped both of them across the face. The force was so powerful that it sent them both flying.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San clutched their burning, aching cheeks.

Tang San clenched his fists, fury blazing in his eyes, but he did not dare lash out.