Body Secret Art and Innate Secret Art

What met his eyes was a scene entirely different from Heavenly Spirit City.

There were no bustling streets here, no sophisticated soul tool streetlights.

There were only the most primitive, rugged, boundless mountains.

Massive stone buildings rose along the mountainsides, exuding a heavy, ancient aura.

There was almost no trace of soul tools anywhere within the mountain gate.

Even the main gate had been carved from basalt weighing tens of thousands of pounds.

The air was thick with the fragrance of medicinal herbs, mixed with vast, powerful Bloodline Power.

It invigorated the spirit.

"We're here. This is my Body Sect."

Du Busi landed before the great hall, his eyes flashing like lightning as a trace of pride colored his voice.

Lu Chen looked ahead and saw hundreds of bare-chested disciples engaged in frenzied sparring on the enormous training grounds.

Some had arms as thick as elephant legs and were lifting Iron Lock Dragon Stones weighing hundreds of pounds with one hand.

Others had their eyes shut, yet Soul Power flowed and surged around them like streams, clearly honing their spiritual power.

Still others wildly threw punches beneath waterfalls, each blow sending the rushing water cascading backward.

Lu Chen keenly noticed that these disciples possessed entirely different Body Martial Souls.

Some were arms, some were feet, some were eyes, and some were even a section of tailbone.

They swung it around like a tail.

This was the Body Sect, a gathering place for madmen who had developed their bodies to the utmost limit.

"What an outrageous way of training!" Tang Ya widened her eyes, her face full of amazement.

Their Tang Sect also valued physical cultivation, but compared to the people before them, they were practically toddlers learning to walk.

"Elders and disciples, gather in the great hall at once!"

Du Busi's voice rolled like thunder, instantly spreading into every corner.

A moment later, more than a dozen formidable presences arrived at the hall.

At their head was an elderly man with a sturdy build and an aura as restrained and deep as an abyss.

He was Elder Jin Peng, the Body Sect's First Elder, known as the "Golden Body."

Behind him stood a young man around six feet tall, his sharp gaze like blades.

Lu Chen spotted him at once amid the crowd.

He looked young, yet an unyielding martial sharpness emanated from him.

The young man also noticed Lu Chen's gaze and looked back with curiosity in his keen eyes.

"Senior Brother Ao Tian!" Jiang Yixi hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

So this is Long Aotian. Lu Chen's heart stirred.

He was quite interested in this martial arts fanatic.

Not only did he possess extraordinary martial talent, but his Martial Soul potential was exceptional as well.

His Body Martial Soul was skin.

That was already considered an extremely important part of the human body.

He had the potential to become a Super Douluo.

Unfortunately, in the original story, he had been shot dead while saving Vina during the Sun Moon War. It was a regrettable ending.

Long Aotian looked toward Jiang Yixi, Chen Lü, and the others, then gave a slight nod.

"Looks like you gained quite a lot this time. You've all advanced to Soul Grandmasters already."

"Of course!" Chen Lü grinned, his tone brimming with pride.

Vina moved close to Lu Chen and introduced him. "Senior Brother Long Aotian is the most talented among our younger generation.

He's only nine years old, yet his Soul Power has already reached rank twenty-eight. He may break through to Soul Elder before turning ten."

"A Soul Elder at ten?!"

Tang Ya instantly lost her composure.

She was already ten, yet her Soul Power was only rank twenty-one. The gap was simply despairing.

"Is the gap between people really this huge?" Tang Ya murmured.

Lu Chen smiled faintly and comforted her. "Sister Ya's talent isn't weak. You just haven't found the cultivation method that suits you yet.

I believe it won't be long before you catch up to him."

Tang Ya immediately hugged Lu Chen's arm, her eyes turning red with emotion.

"Little Chen is still the best. You know how to comfort your big sister."

The corner of Lu Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Tang Ya obviously did not believe him.

But he was telling the truth.

"Sect Master, why have you summoned us so urgently?"

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Elder Jin Peng asked in confusion.

His gaze then fell upon Lu Chen and Tang Ya behind Du Busi, carrying a trace of scrutiny.

Du Busi waved a hand and pointed at Lu Chen.

"What I brought back today is not only my final disciple, but also the future hope of our Body Sect!

Today, I declare Lu Chen the Young Sect Master of the Body Sect. He shall inherit the position of the next Sect Master!"

The hall instantly fell deathly silent.

Then a low uproar broke out!

"Sect Master, this cannot be!"

Elder Jin Peng's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly tried to dissuade him. "Appointing a Young Sect Master is a matter of utmost importance to the sect. How can it be handled so rashly?

Although this child's Bloodline Power is vigorous, his Soul Power fluctuations are merely at rank ten.

Even if he possesses a Body Martial Soul, he must undergo thorough evaluation..."

Long Aotian clenched his fists abruptly, blazing fighting spirit igniting in his once-calm eyes.

As the sect's publicly acknowledged greatest genius, he had always been regarded as the future successor.

Now, his place had suddenly been taken by a stranger. No one could have remained calm.

Du Busi snorted coldly. "Evaluation? I personally tested him.

Last night in Heavenly Spirit City, Lu Chen, with the body of a rank-ten Soul Scholar, fought a four-ring Soul Ancestor in a bloody battle and killed him with one punch!

Afterward, he faced the siege of three Soul Ancestors and fourteen Soul Elders.

Even after suffering severed limbs and a pierced abdomen, he healed completely within a few breaths and killed more than half of them in return.

He slaughtered those desperadoes of Heavenly Spirit City until their courage shattered!

Which of you had such a record at nine years old?"

His gaze deliberately swept over Long Aotian.

"A Soul Scholar killed a Soul Ancestor?"

Long Aotian's expression shook violently as he stared at Lu Chen in disbelief.

Even at rank twenty-eight, he would have had no chance of victory if surrounded by Soul Ancestors, much less instantly killing one.

"Healed completely? Instantly killed a Soul Ancestor?"

Elder Jin Peng's pupils contracted, disbelief entering his voice. "Sect Master, are you sure you aren't joking?"

"Lu Chen, reveal your Martial Soul and shut these old men up!"

Du Busi said in a deep voice.

Lu Chen stepped forward and took a deep breath. The blood within his body instantly boiled.

The next second, an incomparably pure golden radiance, vast as the sea, burst from every pore of his body!

Boom!

A three-meter-tall golden giant of light rose from behind Lu Chen, enveloping him within it.

The giant not only had perfect facial features, but even the texture of every inch of its muscles was clearly visible.

A sacred yet tyrannical aura instantly filled the entire hall.

The entire hall fell silent.

Elder Jin Peng's hand trembled as he nearly dropped to his knees, his lips quivering.

"This is... the 'Body' Martial Soul! A full-body Martial Soul exactly like the Sect Master's!"

"Wonderful! The Sect Master has finally found a successor!"

"Heaven has opened its eyes! Heaven has opened its eyes!

I thought that in this lifetime, aside from the Sect Master, I would only ever see limbs awaken. I never expected to see it again!"

"What a pure aura of light. This child's Martial Soul even possesses an ultimate attribute!"

The many elders instantly crowded around him, their eyes burning as though they had discovered a priceless treasure.

The other disciples also widened their eyes.

As possessors of Body Martial Souls, they understood better than anyone how terrifying a "full-body" Martial Soul was!

Du Busi himself was proof enough.

Long Aotian stared fixedly at the golden giant, and his earlier anger instantly vanished.

It was replaced by deep shock and helplessness.

His awakened Martial Soul was "skin." Though it was already powerful enough, before a "full body," it was like a firefly before the bright moon.

"Was I right or wrong to appoint him Young Sect Master?"

Du Busi coldly swept his gaze around the hall, barely concealed pride in his eyes.

"The Sect Master is wise! Heaven bless the Body Sect!"

Elder Jin Peng took the lead in bowing, his expression excited.

"The Sect Master is wise!"

The disciples and elders shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

With a Martial Soul blessed with such extraordinary talent, so long as he did not die prematurely, he would certainly become the next Super Douluo.

He might even have a chance to challenge the rank of Limit Douluo!

How could they possibly retain the slightest objection?

After the succession ceremony ended, Du Busi took Lu Chen alone to his residence.

Tang Ya followed Vina to familiarize herself with the new courtyard.

The moment he pushed open the door, Lu Chen froze.

The room was completely empty. Aside from a square table and two stone chairs, there was barely any proper furniture.

It was unimaginably crude.

"Master, you're a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo. Why do you live so poorly?" Lu Chen could not help complaining.

Du Busi glanced at him, his tone calm.

"What use is there for so much furniture? Isn't a house simply for living in?

As long as it shields one from wind and rain and allows people to sit, that is enough."

"Yes, yes, everything you say is right."

Lu Chen shrugged, silently grumbling to himself.

As expected, he was an old fossil who rejected all soul tools and cultivated only the body.

Discussing quality of life with him was simply a waste of breath.

The two sat facing one another across the square table.

Du Busi waved a hand. Two faint flashes of light appeared, and two manuals as thick as thumbs materialized on the tabletop.

The covers were dark brown, made of a material that seemed like neither leather nor paper. They felt rough, yet tough.

Two names were clearly written across them in ancient seal script.

Body Secret Art, Innate Secret Art.

"These two are the core inheritance of my Body Sect."

Du Busi lightly tapped the manuals with his fingertip, his expression turning solemn.