For Yang Jian and Yang Chan, this experience was indispensable. If they could not even get through a minor scuffle like this, how would they become Erlang God and the Holy Mother of the Three in the future? That was why Jiang Ming had sent them out to temper themselves.
As for the eldest, Yang Jiao, Jiang Ming would also let him go out to gain experience once he broke through to Golden Immortal. Compared with Yang Jian and Yang Chan, the boy was honest and kindhearted, with the pure heart of a child. Jiang Ming wanted to see whether he could find him a good teacher in the future.
Of course, Jiang Ming himself actually needed a good teacher too. Even a Daluo Golden Immortal needed a renowned master. Jiang Ming planned to see whether he could tag along with Son Goku in the future, find his way to Mount Lingtai Fangcun, and study under Patriarch Bodhi for a while.
Jiang Ming understood one thing very clearly. He might be a Daluo Golden Immortal now, but while reaching perfected Daluo Golden Immortal would be easy, breaking through to Quasi-Saint would certainly not be so simple.
So he, too, needed to spend some time building up his foundations.
Gradually, Yang Jiao and Yang Chan began recalling what Jiang Ming and Yao Ji had taught them, little by little, and truly learning how to fight for the first time. Technically, one was fourteen and the other thirteen, and neither had ever experienced a single battle.
Yet their memories now held all the tragic experiences their incarnations had endured. This helped both of them mature in spirit.
It was at this very moment that, as if guided by unseen fate, Yuding Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, happened to pass through