Yang Chang'an and Niu Wenchuan chatted and roughhoused in the dormitory for quite a while before getting up and heading outside.
The moment they stepped out, they saw two figures with terrifying auras seated on stone stools in a clearing nearby.
They were none other than Qianjun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo!
Neither Peak Douluo showed a trace of his usual lofty dignity. Instead, they looked like two ordinary old men, each holding an antique wine flask and taking turns drinking. Relaxed smiles lingered on their faces as they occasionally exchanged a few quiet words, the atmosphere utterly leisurely.
They had sensed Yang Chang'an's breakthrough long ago and had been waiting here for him to come out.
Seeing Yang Chang'an and Niu Wenchuan approach, Demon Subduing Douluo was the first to lower his flask. He looked up at Yang Chang'an, undisguised delight filling his rugged face, and declared with a hearty laugh:
"Level twenty. Not bad!"
Demon Subduing Douluo's voice rang out loud and clear, brimming with unconcealed joy that warmed the heart.
"Firmly at level twenty at just eight years old! Even throughout Spirit Hall's entire history, your cultivation speed surpasses well over half the geniuses with innate full soul power!"
"You little rascal, you just keep making us proud!"
Beside him, Qianjun Douluo slowly lowered his flask as well. Wearing a gentle smile, he nodded lightly at Yang Chang'an. Satisfaction shone unmistakably in those eyes that had weathered a century of wind and rain.
Level twenty at eight years old-this achievement was simply dazzling.
Even with Qianjun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo's century of experience, such speed placed him among the continent's very finest.
Of course, compared with Qian Renxue, he still fell far short. After all, she was practically a walking cheat and could not be measured by ordinary standards.
But even setting Qian Renxue aside, Yang Chang'an's speed was frightening enough.
Back when the two Titled Douluo themselves had broken through to level twenty, they had already been eight and a half, slightly slower than Yang Chang'an.
As for the disciple Bibi Dong had taken in, the gap was hardly a small one when compared with Yang Chang'an.
In truth, Qianjun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo had harbored doubts at first.
Chang'an's cultivation speed was simply too fast-so fast that even they found it abnormal. Soaring from level fourteen to level twenty in a little over a year was difficult even for a genius.
They had worried that Yang Chang'an, in his pursuit of speed, had used some sinister secret technique that damaged his foundation, or taken forbidden drugs with hidden dangers.
For that reason, the two Titled Douluo had even secretly examined Yang Chang'an's physical condition.
After the examination, however, they had been completely reassured. Yang Chang'an's soul power was pure, and his foundation was astonishingly solid. Every level was utterly stable, without the slightest trace of weakness or rushed advancement, while his physical strength far surpassed that of soul masters at his level.
Since he had neither damaged his foundation nor done anything heinous or against Spirit Hall's rules, cultivating a little faster was naturally a tremendous blessing. They had thus put their worries entirely to rest.
Faced with the two Titled Douluo's praise, Yang Chang'an gave a slightly bashful smile and scratched his head in embarrassment.
After a few modest words, Yang Chang'an immediately remembered the most important matter and hurriedly asked:
"Master, Martial Uncle, now that I've broken through to level twenty, when are we setting out to obtain my second soul ring?"
Qianjun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo exchanged a glance, each seeing the amusement in the other's eyes. Only then did Qianjun Douluo leisurely say to Yang Chang'an:
"There's no need to rush. That girl Li'er has broken through to level twenty as well, just like you. Next, I'll personally lead you and Li'er to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for soul rings!"
"The Star Dou Great Forest?!"
Yang Chang'an froze for a moment.
He had thought that, with their strength at merely level twenty, they would at most obtain hundred-year soul rings from the Two Empires' Soul Beast Forests. After all, the soul ring corresponding to level twenty was only at the hundred-year level.
He had never expected these two to take them to the Star Dou Great Forest!
Noticing the confusion in Yang Chang'an's eyes, Qianjun Douluo couldn't help smiling as he explained:
"It's not just for your soul rings. Your grandfather successfully broke through to level eighty a month ago as well. This is a good opportunity to go together and take you along to broaden your horizons."
"Grandfather broke through to level eighty?!"
At this news, delight spread across Yang Chang'an's face. Niu Wenchuan beside him was equally excited.
Yang Chang'an knew that his grandfather, Yang Wushuang, had reached level seventy-nine a year ago. He hadn't expected him to break through to level eighty after only another year.
After that brief burst of delight, Yang Chang'an quickly came to his senses and instantly understood the two Douluo's intentions.
He hurriedly offered his master and martial uncle a deep, respectful bow, his voice filled with gratitude:
"Your disciple, Yang Chang'an, thanks you, Master and Martial Uncle!"
A Peak Titled Douluo would personally accompany Yang Wushuang to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for his eighth soul ring. This was an immense favor!
Once soul masters reached higher levels, finding a soul ring that perfectly suited their martial soul and was sufficiently old was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Across the continent, countless reasonably talented soul masters had ultimately settled for less because they could not find suitable soul rings.
Even Titled Douluo were no exception!
Take Spirit Hall's Snake Lance Douluo, for instance. His fifth soul ring was only at the thousand-year level, earning him the joking label of the disgrace of Titled Douluo in Yang Chang'an's previous life. There was also Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, whose eighth soul ring had long been rumored to be no older than fifty thousand years.
Given Yang Wushuang's position in Spirit Hall, the soul beast he could ultimately hunt would not be particularly outstanding if he relied solely on himself.
But things were different now!
With a Peak Douluo like Qianjun Douluo personally taking action, they could choose freely among the soul beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest. Yang Wushuang would surely obtain the most suitable kind for his eighth soul ring!
Watching Yang Chang'an's reaction, Demon Subduing Douluo's smile grew even brighter.
Ever since Yang Chang'an had formally entered the Worship Hall and become a disciple of their lineage, all their previous plans for dealing with Yang Wushuang had been scrapped.
Later, after learning from Yang Chang'an that Yang Wushuang had completely untied the knot in his heart and returned to a normal state of mind, the two Douluo had even gone to see Yang Wushuang in person.
After truly sensing the change in Yang Wushuang's state of mind, they had put their concerns entirely to rest and decided to properly nurture him as one of their own.
After all, Yang Wushuang's talent was far from poor, and he was Yang Chang'an's own grandfather. With proper cultivation and guidance, he would become one of the Worship Hall's most loyal assets.
Just then, Yang Chang'an seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned his head and looked curiously at Qianjun Douluo, asking with a hint of dejection.
"By the way, Master, I haven't seen Fifth Uncle in ages. Has he gone to handle something important?"
During his time in the Training Camp, Yang Chang'an had prepared quite a few unusual trinkets to give Light Feather Douluo when he visited.
Yet despite all the time he had spent in the Training Camp, that mischievous old man who loved roaming about had not come to see him even once. This left Yang Chang'an thoroughly puzzled.
Hearing Yang Chang'an ask about Light Feather Douluo, Demon Subduing Douluo's lips curled slightly into a meaningful smile.
But there was not the slightest warmth in that smile. Instead, it carried a hint of coldness as he said evenly:
"Your Fifth Uncle went out to find some training consumables for you. While he was at it, he dealt with a few little troubles outside."
Yang Chang'an only failed to understand because he had spent the entire past year inside the closed Training Camp, knowing nothing of the outside world. Anyone out there would have known just how much of a stir Light Feather Douluo had caused across the continent lately.
Over the past year, Light Feather Douluo's ruthless actions had intimidated quite a few factions.
"Consumables?"
Yang Chang'an and Niu Wenchuan exchanged a glance, anticipation gleaming in both their eyes.
Anything Light Feather Douluo personally went to find certainly couldn't be ordinary. It seemed the Training Camp's upcoming sessions would give them plenty to play with!
As for the "troubles" Demon Subduing Douluo had mentioned, neither of them gave those a second thought.
With Light Feather Douluo's strength, along with Spirit Hall backing him, there were already precious few people or matters in this world that they could consider troublesome.
Simply earning the words "little trouble" from Demon Subduing Douluo was already a remarkable accomplishment.