Nine Yang Divine Skill at Great Perfection

Inside the cemetery, there was no one around. Clearly, no one could answer Ning Chen.

After he calmed down, a flood of unfamiliar memories emerged in Ning Chen's mind.

Ning Rongrong, Ning Chen, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Douluo Continent?

"What the hell is this place? Is this even the country anymore?"

That was right. The person who had returned from the dead was no longer the native Ning Chen of Douluo Continent, but a hiking and exploration enthusiast from Blue Planet Hua Nation who happened to share the same name.

While exploring an uncharted hiking route, he had encountered extreme weather and a landslide. When he opened his eyes again, he had somehow arrived in the world of a novel he had once read.

That explained it.

Earlier, while he was muddled in that pitch-black tomb, he had heard something about the Myriad Realms Roulette loading.

At the time, he had been nearly suffocated to death inside the coffin when the Myriad Realms Roulette asked whether he wanted to draw a prize.

He had thought it was a hallucination, but the agony of impending death had made him seize it like a lifeline, and he had frantically chosen to accept.

He had then drawn a martial arts technique from the wuxia side: the Nine Yang Divine Skill. It had been raised straight to the realm of Great Perfection.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill was a supreme internal cultivation art from Jin Yong's wuxia novels, capable of healing injuries, purging poison, strengthening defense, and enhancing one's physique.

Once Nine Yang was mastered, internal energy would endlessly regenerate, and even ordinary fists and kicks could unleash tremendous power.

It also protected the body, healed injuries, granted immunity to all poisons, and specifically countered all cold and yin-type internal energy.

Once the Nine Yang Divine Skill was mastered, all martial arts in the world could be picked up and used with ease.

Zhang Wuji had risen from a poor lad with mediocre martial arts to one of the foremost experts under heaven precisely because he had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Even a divine technique like the Heaven and Earth Great Shift could be learned effortlessly.

Ning Chen had obtained the Great Perfection-level Nine Yang Divine Skill. His eight extraordinary meridians had been opened directly, and the surging Soul Power had shattered the coffin in which he had been buried.

Then, relying on sheer ruthlessness and the endlessly self-generating Soul Power granted by perfected Nine Yang, he had finally crawled out of the grave.

After inheriting the original owner's memories, Ning Chen gained an understanding of his current circumstances.

"The son of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's leader, but with only half a rank of innate Soul Power?"

Ning Chen was speechless. Well damn, wasn't this the "Yu Xiaogang, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Limited Edition"?

His abysmal cultivation talent had made the original owner train bitterly for two years, only to raise his Soul Power by two and a half ranks. At that pace, he could sit at the same table as Yu Xiaogang.

Ning Chen had not expected that, after all these years, he would actually be able to empathize with Yu Xiaogang.

But the original owner was clearly worse off than Yu Xiaogang.

At the very least, Yu Xiaogang's father, Yu Yuanzhen, genuinely cared about him. His nephews, Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng, treated Yu Xiaogang with respect, and he even had two beauties deeply in love with him.

By contrast, the original owner was utterly unwanted in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Everyone who saw him would curse him as trash in their hearts.

He had even been tricked out and brutally beaten by his half-sister, Ning Rongrong, indirectly leading to the original owner's death.

"Should I say she truly lived up to her reputation as the little witch? In the original story, she could hire someone to murder another person over her own selfish desires. Now, she could attack her half-brother without the slightest hesitation."

Ning Chen was so angry that he laughed. He had never liked Ning Rongrong much in the original story, and now his opinion of her had plummeted straight to rock bottom. "I acknowledge that kind of tyrannical will."

However, when he recalled the original owner's rampage, Ning Chen felt a faint sense of doubt.

"To erupt with such power... could the original owner have been hiding some secret?"

Ning Chen touched his chest. As he recalled, just before the original owner had gone berserk, his heart had suddenly begun pounding violently, after which a powerful force had surged forth within his body.

And at that very moment, he could clearly feel newly born Soul Power continuously flowing out from his heart.

That anomaly gave rise to a bold thought in Ning Chen's mind.

Perhaps the original owner had awakened not a single Martial Soul, but Twin Martial Souls, something seen only once in a century in the Soul Master World!

And his second Martial Soul was precisely the Body Martial Soul that would shine brilliantly across Douluo Continent ten thousand years later!

As its name implied, a Body Martial Soul used a part of one's body as a Martial Soul.

It was neither tangible like a Tool Martial Soul nor capable of possessing the body and transforming its user like a Beast Martial Soul, but it possessed its own unique advantages and potential.

The closer a Body Martial Soul was to a vital organ, the greater its power and potential.

The heart was one of the body's most essential organs and the source of life. If it awakened as a Body Martial Soul, its potential would be beyond measure.

Ten thousand years later, a powerful faction known as the Body Sect would rise to prominence on Douluo Continent.

Every expert in that sect possessed a Body Martial Soul that used part of their own body as their Martial Soul.

By constantly tempering and developing their Martial Souls, they unleashed combat strength equal to, or even surpassing, Soul Masters of the same rank.

"If it really is a Heart Martial Soul..." Ning Chen slowly clenched his fists, sensing the newly born Soul Power flowing gradually through his meridians.

"Then the original owner was no trash at all! The talent he possessed was likely something the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had never anticipated."

In the present-day Douluo Continent, there was no concept of Body Martial Souls at all. Naturally, the original owner could not have realized that his heart was his second Martial Soul.

A gust of cold wind passed by, gradually calming Ning Chen and prompting him to seriously consider his current situation.

First, there was an eighty-percent chance that he could not return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In the eyes of Ning Fengzhi and the other higher-ups and disciples, the original owner had long been dead.

Coming back from the dead was still far too rare in the Douluo world. Ning Chen had no desire to become a lab rat to be sliced apart and studied.

Second, Ning Chen had no desire to return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School anyway.

The original owner's talent had been poor, so Ning Fengzhi had abandoned him early on. His resources had been withheld, and his residence had been relocated.

He had also endured ridicule and humiliation within the sect, while Ning Rongrong, the true culprit behind the original owner's death, was still in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

That had reduced Ning Chen's impression of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to the absolute bottom.

Moreover, he had already secretly resolved to avenge the original owner. Ning Rongrong had long since made it onto his kill list.

When words failed to resonate, even half a sentence was too much. How could he possibly return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

Since that was the case, he might as well leave the sect.

With the Myriad Realms Roulette, he could draw rewards every month. Combined with the talent of his Twin Martial Souls, he could still carve out a place for himself without the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!

The moonlight was clear and bright. Having made up his mind, Ning Chen followed the direction from his memories and headed away from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Meanwhile, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi stood by the window, unable to sleep. Across from him was Ning Rongrong's room, which had long since gone dark.

He could not help recalling what had happened that day. Though he felt guilty toward Ning Chen, he firmly believed that he had done nothing wrong.

On Douluo Continent, strength reigned supreme. Rongrong was the future hope of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!