"Today is a good day."
"Is a good day..."
After Yang Wudi closed the door alone, he was so beside himself with joy that he didn't have the slightest appearance of a clan leader before others.
What could he do!
Who led the Breaking Clan to be on the right track?
Anyone would want to sing a couple lines about this kind of thing.
"Grandpa!"
"What's making you so happy?"
Yang Wudi's head buzzed, a mysterious force shooting straight to his dome.
"Little Fan?!"
"When did you get back?"
Yang Wudi's old face turned red!
Social death on the spot, okay?!
"Just arrived."
He had originally planned to give his grandpa a surprise.
Who would have thought...
Grandpa actually sang him a little tune!
"You brat."
"Your strength has improved again, hasn't it?"
Being able to silently infiltrate the Breaking Clan without being detected, and even after entering the room, not being able to sense Yang Fan's presence immediately.
His strength was beyond question!
"So-so."
"Just barely broke through the Titled Douluo bottleneck."
Yang Wudi nodded as if nothing had happened.
"Barely broke through Titled..."
"Titled Douluo!"
Yang Wudi was so shocked he almost shouted out loud. After calming down, he once again asked his grandson for confirmation.
"Goodness!"
"You brat really... really a Titled Douluo already?"
Yang Fan didn't speak!
He used practical action to show his grandpa his strength.
Eight soul rings!
The newly added eighth soul ring was even flashing with dazzling red light.
Though it was eight soul rings, the soul power fluctuations on his body absolutely couldn't escape his grandpa's eyes.
"Titled... truly is Titled Douluo."
"What dangerous things did you do during the more than half a year you were away?"
Know this!
More than ninety-nine percent of soul masters on the Douluo Continent couldn't reach the Soul Douluo level, and the vast majority of soul masters who entered this level couldn't touch the Titled Douluo bottleneck in their entire lives, let alone talk about breaking through.
This kid Yang Fan seemed to level up as easily as having diarrhea!
"Grandpa."
"You should also know..."
"After I broke through Soul Douluo, that period of time I was all in cultivation. Later, with Master's help, I obtained the Sky Azure Ox Python's soul ring and soul bone..."
His level increase was fast, but all of this was within reason.
"Your eighth ring is the Sky Azure Ox Python?"
Goodness!
Yang Wudi was shocked once again.
The Sky Azure Ox Python had always been a legendary-level soul beast in the soul master world.
He had even previously believed that the Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Ox Python were blown out of proportion by soul masters with ulterior motives at the wine table.
Until he truly encountered the Titan Giant Ape...
"Good!"
"Our Breaking Clan finally has a Titled Douluo now."
"Finally have a Titled Douluo!"
Though the Breaking Clan's first Titled Douluo wasn't him, it made him happier than if it were him.
At this moment!
The thousand-year curse on the Breaking Clan was finally completely broken.
From now on, he could boldly tell the young men of the clan: The upper limit of the Breaking Soul Spear soul master isn't the eighty-ninth level Soul Douluo. They can become Titled Douluos, can stand at the peak of the Douluo Continent.
"Good!"
"Grandpa will have someone make you something good to eat right now. Us grandfather and grandson will sit down and have a good drink today."
Yang Wudi's topic-shifting ability was still formidable.
Silently and imperceptibly...
The awkwardness of the singing just now had already completely vanished in this reunion.
"Grandpa, no rush!"
"I've also prepared a surprise for you."
With that!
Yang Fan took out an exquisite wooden box from his storage soul guide device.
The wooden box was large!
About two meters long and half a meter wide.
The moment it opened, it nearly made Yang Wudi's jaw drop to the ground.
"Holy crap!"
"Where did you get so many soul bones?"
Yang Wudi carefully counted them.
Not one more, not one less... exactly six!
These six soul bones were in different positions—this was a complete set of soul bones.
If such a complete set of soul bones appeared in the Douluo Continent, it would inevitably cause a bloodbath.
"I killed Tang Hao!"
At these words...
Yang Wudi's goatee even began to tremble violently.
Tang Hao was dead!
This result was too sudden for him. Not being able to personally add a spear strike made him feel it was too cheap for that bastard.
Yang Wudi stared at the six soul bones Tang Hao left behind...
He had been thinking earlier that two of them looked so familiar.
When the Clear Sky School gave their sect inheritance soul bones to Tang Hao, he had witnessed it personally.
The old sect master of the Clear Sky School had even held up Tang Hao's hand and announced with fanfare: Tang Hao was the future of the Clear Sky School and would lead them to even greater glory.
Bullshit!
If Tang Hao had been man enough to come out and bear all this back then, the Clear Sky School wouldn't have ended up in this state.
He believed!
If Tang Hao had truly stood up to pay with his life back then, the entire Clear Sky School would have chosen to support Tang San.
"Eh... that's not right."
"That bastard Tang Hao actually had six soul bones on him?"
This was something Yang Wudi hadn't expected.
Know this!
When Tang Hao said he was going down the mountain to train, he only had two sect inheritance soul bones on him.
"He obtained these himself during his training."
"But..."
"They're now yours, Grandpa."
Yang Fan took out these six soul bones to help his grandpa reach the Titled Douluo level as soon as possible.
He was now a Quasi-Titled Douluo!
If Grandpa Yang Wudi also reached the Titled Douluo level...
Two Douluos in one family!
The entire Douluo Continent would no longer be able to ignore their Breaking Clan's existence. Only then would the Breaking Clan truly be considered among the top three.
"Little Fan..."
Yang Wudi's old face turned red.
He felt guilty!
Normally it was grandpas providing cultivation resources to help their grandsons improve their strength. Here, he was instead being taken care of by his grandson.
"Alright!"
"Let's skip the sentimental words."
"The urgent matter is to first raise your strength to level eighty-nine, then find a way to deal with your extra soul ring."
"Just don't know if you can actually learn Ring Fusion!"
This was something Yang Fan was rather worried about.
If Grandpa Yang Wudi couldn't learn Ring Fusion, then they could only forcibly eliminate the extra soul ring.
But although that would make his grandpa a Titled Douluo, it would inevitably have some impact on his soul power.
"Looking down on Grandpa, are you?"
Returning the favor with the same method!
Yang Wudi similarly used action to prove to his grandson that he had the strength to become a Titled Douluo.
Nine soul rings were fused under his control as easily as moving his arms, even more flashy than how Huo Wu played with them.
"Grandpa, you..."
Yang Wudi laughed heartily, then explained the changes of these eight months.
After Yang Fan left...
He had taken time to have the Huo family's girl teach him Ring Fusion techniques.
He didn't know until he learned—once he learned, he was shocked!
In just half a month, this old man had already easily gotten the hang of Ring Fusion techniques.
He hadn't expected to have this talent himself!
When young, under the influence of family elders, he had focused entirely on cultivation. Any free time was spent with his father in the alchemy room learning alchemy methods.
"Truly an innate talent!"
Who would have thought an old man over seventy could still have such accomplishment in his spirit?
Rice growing in dry land—unexpected!
"Grandpa."
"Then you should absorb the soul bones directly now. This way you can directly enter the Titled Douluo domain."
His grandpa had previously absorbed a left leg bone from Dai Weisi.
Absorbing five more...
Becoming a Titled Douluo was already a certainty.
"Good!"
Yang Wudi knew this wasn't the time for modesty.
Becoming a Titled Douluo and leading the Breaking Clan to truly fight a turnaround battle was what mattered most.
"Big Brother."
"Who are you talking to?"
At this moment...
An aged voice suddenly appeared outside the door.
The voice was unfamiliar!
Yang Fan could confirm this absolutely wasn't someone from the Breaking Clan, yet the tone of speaking was clearly directed at his grandpa.
Who was it?
Yang Fan's heart suddenly became alert...
"Shh—"
Yang Wudi first made a gesture for silence, then put the six soul bones into his storage soul guide device.
"It's me!"
"Wushuang, I want you to meet someone."
At this moment... the door opened!
Standing outside was a tall, thin old man who appeared to be over seventy. He looked seven parts similar to Grandpa Yang Wudi.
The biggest difference between the two was that Yang Wushuang's face had a scar about ten centimeters long, extending from his forehead to the corner of his mouth.
"Little Fan!"
"This is your Second Grandpa Yang Wushuang."
Yang Fan's eyebrows suddenly twitched.
Yang Wushuang!
This name only existed in his impressions.
Because since childhood, Grandpa Yang Wudi had said he had a younger brother who was killed by Spirit Hall people.
But Yang Fan knew... that wasn't true!
Yang Wushuang wasn't killed by Spirit Hall, but was injured in the battle at that time, captured by Spirit Hall, and even failed to withstand Spirit Hall's tyranny and chose to defect.
The traitor returns!
This wasn't good news for Yang Fan, or even for the entire Breaking Clan.
"Yang Fan!"
"So you're Yang Fan."
"Second Grandpa has heard many legends about you."
"Young genius!"
"You're now the pride of our entire Breaking Clan."
What to do?
He currently had absolutely no evidence to prove Yang Wushuang was sent by Spirit Hall.
If he exposed things at this time, would Grandpa believe him?
After all, that was Grandpa's long-lost younger brother!
"Second Grandpa."
"Aren't you supposed to be... dead?"
Such a direct question was also unexpected for Yang Wushuang. After brief confusion came a burst of hearty laughter.
"Second Grandpa didn't die at that time, but was seriously injured and fled to a remote small village."
"At that time, to recuperate, I lay in bed for a whole two years!"
"Because I didn't understand the situation on the Douluo Continent, I didn't dare to act rashly, so I lived as a farmer in the village for nearly ten years. Later, I finally mustered the courage to leave the village and search for the sect."
"But because of Spirit Hall's power, I didn't dare to make too much noise, and could only search blindly alone."
"Being able to return to the sect today is largely thanks to you!"
"If you hadn't won the championship at the All-Continent Soul master Academy Elite Tournament, I wouldn't have known our Breaking Clan was already established in Tian Dou City."
Yang Wushuang's words seemed flawless on the surface, but upon careful consideration, they were full of holes.
He didn't believe it!
But looking at Grandpa Yang Wudi's expression, he didn't seem to have much doubt.
"Good!"
"Us three generations of men will sit together and have a good drink tonight."
Yang Fan had originally been quite happy about returning to the Breaking Clan and reuniting with Grandpa, but now with the appearance of a traitor, his good mood was completely gone.
...
"Cheers!"
At the wine table...
Yang Fan could only force a smile.
What filled his mind now was how to make Yang Wushuang show his true colors, so that Grandpa Yang Wudi could see this traitor's true face.
"Little Fan!"
"You shouldn't be leaving again after coming back this time, right?"
"In my opinion, just stay home this time!"
"You're now a veritable powerhouse. Next, let Big Brother teach you more techniques for managing the clan."
"You're the future clan leader of our Breaking Clan!"
These words looked like heartfelt advice from an elder caring for a junior from any angle.
If they were true...
Yang Fan would definitely be very happy!
"We'll see."
"I don't know where to go next either."
Mid-meal!
Yang Fan directly excused himself, claiming he couldn't hold his liquor.
Only leaving the Yang Wudi brothers at the wine table toasting each other.
"Master."
"In your lifetime of alchemy, have you ever made something like truth serum that makes people spit out the truth?"
This was what Yang Fan considered the most direct and effective method.
"Which family's girl has such high standards?"
"Does my beloved disciple need to use such despicable means to succeed?"
Yao Lao was now very puzzled.
He and Yang Fan were practically inseparable.
How could he, as Master, not know when this kid had developed spring feelings?
"Master... stop joking!"
"There's really a rather tricky matter right now."
Yang Fan could choose not to tell Grandpa about this matter, but he had no reason to hide it from Yao Lao.
"You did the right thing!"
"This matter absolutely cannot be told to your grandpa until it's clarified."
Yao Lao had unconditional trust in Yang Fan's words.
Yang Wudi was different!
On one side was his most doted-upon grandson, on the other was his long-lost younger brother.
Once things were brought into the open before being clarified, Clan Leader Yang Wudi of the Breaking Clan would fall into a dilemma.
One could say whatever he did would be wrong!
"So... Master, do you have it or not?"
"No truth serum, but I have an aphrodisiac!"
"What do I need that for!"
Drug Yang Wushuang and make him aroused?
"Don't rush this matter."
"Since Yang Wushuang dares to return at this time, we must make him pay a bloody price."
Yao Lao expressed that what he hated most in his life were traitors.
If he sees one, he'll kill one!
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