Chapter 161: The Training Ground

The next morning!

Morning light filtered through the clouds, gently spilling over the streets and alleys of Cangyun City. Yang Wudi walked with steady, powerful strides toward the outskirts, followed closely by Yu Tianyun, Yang Ruolin and Bai Chenxiang.

Bai Chenxiang wore a relaxed expression; she didn't need to learn the Yang family's Soul-breaking Spear Technique, and she followed because Yang Wudi had said that Yu Tianyun and Yang Ruolin would be training for a considerable time at that special place.

Bai He had already returned to the Sensitive One Clan, busy with relocation matters; staying alone at the Yang Clan would naturally be boring, so she came along to pass the time.

Yu Yuanzhen had replied more than half a month ago, and upon learning that his grandson would bring the Breaking Clan and the Sensitive One Clan under his command, he was naturally overjoyed, and the arrangements for both clans proceeded entirely according to Yu Tianyun's plan.

He dispatched many sect disciples to negotiate, and in this half month had essentially settled the matters of the Breaking Clan and the Sensitive One Clan. Consequently, Yang Wudi was swamped and could only spare moments to check Yu Tianyun's spear technique training progress.

Fortunately, Yu Tianyun did not disappoint; within this short month, he had refined the Basic Spear Method to a masterful level.

After this training concludes, they will not need to return to Cangyun City; Yang Wudi plans to leave a base here, while the remaining personnel and assets will be transferred to a town near the Lan Dian Ba Wang Sect.

The four hurried along, heading for the mysterious training ground, and Yu Tianyun found it quite puzzling—what kind of place could actually affect spear technique training?

Yang Wudi was somewhat depressed; the usually taciturn man now wore a scowl and refused to speak, his head down, striding ahead with long, heavy steps.

Behind him, Yu Tianyun spread his Dragon Wings, gracefully cradling Yang Ruolin and Bai Chenxiang, and followed leisurely in the air.

The flamboyant Yu Tianyun was the only one among the four who could fly; although Bai Chenxiang's martial soul was a sharp‑tailed swift, she could only acquire a flying soul skill after reaching Soul Elder cultivation, and typically only Soul Masters who are Soul Elders can fly with a flying martial soul.

Yet Yang Wudi, despite having the highest cultivation, still could not fly; he must wait until he reaches the Title Douluo realm to fly. So he watched the flamboyant Yu Tianyun carry his granddaughter and grandniece aloft while he ran on foot, feeling a mix of envy and jealousy, yet helpless.

Two hours later, a range of rolling mountains unfolded before them. Yu Tianyun was not flying very high at this point, and from their current position they could not glimpse the entire range, as even the outer ridges already towered into the clouds.

Yang Wudi turned his head and said calmly, "Follow me and cross these mountains." After that brief remark, he leapt upward and rushed toward the cliff ahead to climb.

The cliff before them was extremely steep, nearly vertical, but Yang Wudi, being a Soul Douluo strongman, treated it like flat ground. Each light tap of his toe on the wall lifted his body ten or more meters, propelling him swiftly toward the summit.

Being the elder, Yu Tianyun did not climb directly; instead, he cradled the two ladies and followed behind him, rising slowly.

Nevertheless, the gesture still irked Yang Wudi, for he knew many more peaks awaited his ascent; he seemed like an inexhaustible machine, racing over one summit after another. This deepened his yearning for the Title Douluo realm, and he silently resolved to cut back on alchemy time and devote more to cultivation.

After half a day, they finally penetrated deep into the mountain range.

At that moment, faint rumbling sounds reached their ears, and the air grew humid.

Yu Tianyun felt a stir in his heart, realizing there might be water ahead. He looked down at Yang Wudi and saw him striding toward the source of the sound.

As they drew nearer, the rumble grew louder, becoming deafening. The air grew even more humid, and the temperature dropped several degrees compared to outside. Finally, Yu Tianyun, following Yang Wudi, flew over the last peak, and a dreamlike valley unfolded before them.

In the valley, a clear, deep pool shone like a sapphire. Across it stretched a waterfall about thirty meters wide, cascading like a heavenly river and soaring three hundred meters high.

The waterfall struck the pool with an earth‑shaking roar, splashing water into a mist that filled the sky. Within the mist, a massive rainbow flickered, spanning the entire pool—a breathtaking sight.

Yu Tianyun cradled the two women as they landed by the pool; a burst of crisp water vapor brushed his face, and the moist, fragrant air was exceedingly pleasant.

Yang Wudi stood at the pool's edge, his gaze fixed on the waterfall, and slowly said, "This place is where you, Tianyun, will train."

Yu Tianyun's face showed surprise as he asked, "Grandfather, what is special about this waterfall that can aid my cultivation?"

Yang Wudi gave a grim smile and said, "When I teach you the Soul-breaking Spear Technique, you'll understand."

Yang Ruolin, hearing her grandfather hadn't mentioned her, couldn't help but ask, "Grandfather, what about me?"

Yang Wudi looked at Yang Ruolin, his expression gentle, and said, "Ruolin, after you master the spear technique, practice on your own; the waterfall's training is premature for you—wait until you break through to level fifty."

Yang Ruolin pouted slightly, a bit dissatisfied, but still obediently nodded.

At that moment, a flash of brilliance lit Yang Wudi's eyes as he released his martial soul. In an instant, his aura became sharper and more fierce, and the Soul-breaking Spear materialized in his right hand.

The Soul-breaking Spear was jet black throughout, glinting with a cold, forest‑like sheen; its shaft measured eight chi, and its broad head reached four chi.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—eight optimally paired Soul Rings simultaneously appeared on the spear, encircling the roughly one‑zhang‑long Soul-breaking Spear and flashing, instantly emitting an extraordinarily brilliant halo.

Now gripping the stout, jet‑black iron spear, Yang Wudi seemed entirely transformed to Yu Tianyun. All prior emotional fluctuations vanished in that instant; his essence, qi, and spirit fully coalesced into the Soul-breaking Spear in his hand, as if his whole being merged with the long spear.

That invincible, all‑breaking aura, Yu Tianyun had only felt on the Sword Douluo Chen Xin. But do not forget, Chen Xin is hailed as the most powerful Title Douluo in attack power.

This shows that Yang Wudi's mastery of the spear path is in no way inferior to Chen Xin's mastery of the sword path.

Then, Yang Wudi looked at Yu Tianyun and said, "Tianyun, unleash your long spear soul skill."

(End of chapter)