The next morning, Yang Chang'an rose early. Before dawn had fully broken, he had packed up and headed out toward the Training Camp at the foot of Angel God Mountain.
The Training Camp was run by the Worship Hall specifically to train the children of its own people. It stood beneath Angel God Mountain, not far from Spirit City. After walking for a while, Yang Chang'an spotted the familiar cluster of buildings in the distance.
As soon as he entered the Training Camp's gates, he saw several people jogging to warm up on the distant training field. Daylight had barely begun to show, yet they were already training. Clearly, they had no intention of slacking off. One of them was a chubby figure running with loud huffs and puffs-Niu Wenchuan.
Niu Wenchuan also spotted Yang Chang'an approaching from a long way off. His eyes immediately lit up, and a brilliant smile spread across his face.
The next instant, he stopped jogging and charged toward Yang Chang'an on his two thick legs, moving like a whirlwind-or a little wild buffalo.
"Chang'an! You're back!"
He ran up to him, his face blossoming into a grin. After looking Yang Chang'an up and down, he suddenly froze, his delight turning to astonishment.
"Chang'an, why do I feel like your aura is much stronger than before you left?"
Although Niu Wenchuan wasn't among the strongest, he had encountered plenty of Soul Grandmaster-level Soul Power auras growing up. Yet Yang Chang'an's aura was now steady and substantial, absolutely beyond what someone who had just become a Soul Grandmaster could possess. It was even far more powerful than that of many Soul Grandmasters who had cultivated for years.
Seeing his stunned expression, Yang Chang'an's lips curved into a faint smile, and he said to Niu Wenchuan:
"Let's