After leaving Spirit City’s gates, the scenery along both sides of the official road gradually widened and opened up.
Yang Wushuang did not linger.
After finding a high-quality carriage outside the city, he immediately headed toward the Heaven Dou Empire at full speed.
The interior of the carriage was simple yet comfortable.
Yang Chang’an sat cross-legged to one side, his small body upright and straight, excitement from finally leaving Spirit City still lingering in his eyes.
Yang Wushuang leaned against the opposite side and rested with his eyes closed for a while.
Once the carriage was moving steadily, he slowly opened his eyes and looked toward his grandson.
“Chang’an,” Yang Wushuang said calmly, “this journey will take us to the spirit beast forest of the Heaven Dou Empire.
You should understand the situation clearly.” “Across the continent, the two great empires each possess a spirit beast forest.
In terms of the overall quality of spirit beasts, the difference between the two is not especially large.
But if one examines them carefully, the Heaven Dou Empire’s forest is still slightly superior.” Hearing this, Yang Chang’an leaned forward slightly and listened attentively.
“The reason is simple,” Yang Wushuang continued.
“The Star Luo imperial family is powerful, and the empire itself is strong.
Their control over the major forces within their territory is extremely strict, making it difficult for Spirit Master clans to expand freely.” “On the other hand, the Heaven Dou imperial family is comparatively weak, and its control over local territories is loose.
The major Spirit Master sects and clans are practically autonomous.
Because of this, nearly seventy percent of the continent’s Spirit Master families have relocated into Heaven Dou territory.” “The more sects and experts there are, the more hunting and cultivation occur side by side.
Over time, the Heaven Dou spirit beast forests developed a wider variety of spirit beasts, as well as more high-quality ones.” Yang Chang’an nodded.
This information perfectly matched the knowledge from the original novel in his memory.
The Heaven Dou Empire appeared vast and prosperous on the surface, filled with countless factions, but in reality it was fragmented and disorganized.
Yet it was precisely this loose structure that attracted countless Spirit Master forces to settle there.
Among the Seven Great Sects, the upper three sects—the Clear Sky Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—were all located within Heaven Dou territory.
Even the Elephant Armored Clan, one of the strongest among the lower four sects, occupied the region around Heaven Dou City.
But every advantage came with its disadvantages.
Precisely because the Heaven Dou Empire’s control was weak, Spirit Hall’s infiltration there ran deepest.
From local branch halls to noble courts, from small and mid-sized families to powerful sects, Spirit Hall’s influence had spread almost everywhere.
After the great war back then, the Breaking Clan, Speed Clan, Defense Clan, and Strength Clan had all scattered in different directions to seek refuge.
Among them, the Breaking Clan and Speed Clan retreated deep into the Star Luo Empire, while the Defense Clan settled in the buffer zone between Heaven Dou and Star Luo—all in order to distance themselves from Spirit Hall and gain even the slightest chance to breathe freely.
Although Yang Wushuang did not explain these hidden matters outright, Yang Chang’an understood them perfectly well.
Seeing the understanding in his grandson’s expression, Yang Wushuang nodded slightly before continuing: “Before departing, I already used Spirit Hall’s internal channels to gather information.
Recently, several spirit beasts extremely suitable for you have appeared within the Heaven Dou spirit beast forest.
Whether in attack power, Spirit Power attributes, or compatibility with the Soul Breaking Spear, all of them are viable choices.” “Thank you, Grandpa.” Yang Chang’an immediately bowed solemnly in gratitude.
Yang Wushuang waved his hand and said no more.
With a slight movement of his right hand, an ancient-looking bronze bracelet appeared in his palm, which he then handed to Yang Chang’an.
Yang Chang’an quickly reached out and accepted it.
The bracelet felt cool to the touch.
As his fingers brushed across the engraved patterns, he immediately guessed its purpose, surprise flashing through his eyes.
“This is… a soul tool?” “Good eyesight.” Yang Wushuang closed his eyes once more, his tone calm.
“This is a fairly high-quality spatial soul tool.
It does not belong to me.
Someone specifically entrusted me to pass it on to you as a gift.” “A gift?” Yang Chang’an froze slightly and subconsciously turned the bronze bracelet over in his hands while rapidly thinking things through.
Within Spirit City, there were very few people close to the Yang family who could casually produce a soul tool of this level.
The first person who came to mind was Niu Yue, the head of the Niu family, who maintained good relations with the Yang family.
“Was it Grandpa Niu who gave it to me?” Yang Chang’an asked cautiously.
Yang Wushuang slowly shook his head.
After a brief silence, he opened his eyes again, his gaze turning noticeably more serious as he lowered his voice slightly.
“It wasn’t Niu Yue.
It was Spirit Hall’s Seventh Worship—Falling Devil Douluo.” “Falling Devil Douluo?!” Yang Chang’an’s entire body trembled.
His fingers unconsciously tightened around the bronze bracelet, shock written all over his face.
He was far too familiar with that name.
Spirit Hall’s Worship Hall was the absolute core of Spirit Hall’s combat power and the most feared concentration of strength on the entire continent.
The Seventh Worship, Falling Devil Douluo, and the Sixth Worship, Skycrusher Douluo, were blood brothers.
A single family producing two Douluo, both of them peak Level 96 Titled Douluo.
Their Martial Souls were both the Coiling Dragon Staff, and when the two joined forces, their combat power increased tremendously.
Even ordinary Level 97 Titled Douluo would not dare underestimate them.
In the original novel, the two brothers did not appear often, but every appearance carried overwhelming pressure, leaving an unforgettable mark during the great war.
What concerned Yang Chang’an even more was the terrifying potential of the Coiling Dragon Staff lineage.
Even twenty thousand years later, it remained one of the continent’s top-tier tool-type Martial Souls, producing several Limit Douluo one after another and becoming the foremost great family of that era, with an unfathomably deep foundation.
And now, a peak Douluo standing at the very summit of the continent… was actually giving him a gift?
Yang Chang’an was completely stunned.
He had never even met Falling Devil Douluo before.
Why would the man give him something this valuable?
He sent his Spirit Power into the bronze bracelet, instantly sensing the space inside.
After a rough estimate, it contained at least twenty-five cubic meters of independent storage space.
Twenty-five cubic meters!
This was already an extremely high-grade spatial soul tool!
One had to understand that in this era, soul tools themselves were exceedingly rare.
Most were monopolized by Spirit Hall and the great sects.
Ordinary Spirit Masters might spend their entire lives without ever obtaining one.
Anything under ten cubic meters was already considered a treasure.
Anything exceeding twenty cubic meters was enough to tempt even Spirit Douluo and Titled Douluo experts.
Yet Falling Devil Douluo had casually given away such a precious item?
“Why… would he give this to me?” Yang Chang’an raised his head blankly, his voice full of confusion.
Yang Wushuang let out a soft sigh and shook his head.
“I don’t know the exact reason either.
That day at Spirit Hall, he handed me both the token and this bracelet together, saying only that it was a greeting gift for you.
He gave no further explanation.” After a pause, seeing the doubt in Yang Chang’an’s eyes, his tone became serious.
“However, when an elder gives you something, you do not refuse it.
Since he chose to offer this gift, regardless of his motives, you should simply accept it.” Yang Chang’an’s lips twitched slightly as he inwardly complained: What kind of elder is Falling Devil Douluo?
Grandpa, do you even believe your own words?
Still, complaints aside, he understood Yang Wushuang’s meaning perfectly well.
The current Yang family was nothing more than fish on the chopping block.
Forget a soul tool—even if it were a cup of poisoned wine, they had no right to refuse.
Besides, a top-grade treasure obtained for free was something only a fool would reject.
For Spirit Masters, cultivation resources came first, and soul tools were immensely practical.
This would be a tremendous help for his future cultivation and training.
As for Spirit Hall’s schemes… With their current strength, worrying about it was pointless.
“I understand.” Yang Chang’an nodded.
His movements were anything but slow.
With a slight flicker of Spirit Power at his fingertips, he placed the bronze bracelet onto his left wrist.
The size fit perfectly.
With a thought, he immediately stored the bundle beside him into the soul tool’s space.
A trace of delight flashed through Yang Chang’an’s eyes.
He was already silently planning that once they passed through towns along the way, he would buy additional supplies and make full use of the twenty-five cubic meters of storage space.
Seeing Yang Chang’an calmly accept the gift, Yang Wushuang’s tense expression eased considerably.
A faint smile curved onto his lips as he deliberately asked: “You’re not worried at all?
Spirit Hall’s intentions are unpredictable.
Falling Devil Douluo holds an exalted status.
Giving you such a valuable gift for no reason might hide schemes behind it… perhaps even danger toward you.” Yang Chang’an lifted his head.
The excitement on his face faded, replaced by a calmness utterly unfitting for his age.
“I understand all of that.
But Grandpa, in this world, only people with value are worthy of being schemed against.” “As for worthless trash, they don’t even qualify to be thrown into the garbage heap.” “The fact they’re willing to spend effort on me proves I’m still useful.
As for danger and schemes… if your strength isn’t enough, worrying changes nothing.
Only by becoming stronger as quickly as possible can you control your own fate.” Those words did not sound like something a six-year-old child could say.
Yet they perfectly matched the soul of a transmigrator and the mentality Yang Chang’an had developed after years of living under the oppressive atmosphere of Spirit City.
A sharp light flashed through Yang Wushuang’s eyes as he heavily nodded, much of the worry in his heart finally dissipating.
This was precisely why he, Yang Quji, and Yang Xue all unanimously favored Yang Chang’an.
Talent was certainly important.
But even rarer was this kind of clear-headed temperament—the ability to understand the situation, know when to advance or retreat, remain calm, and see things clearly.
The Yang family currently stood on the edge of destruction, walking atop thin ice.
What they least needed were reckless people who exposed their sharpness too openly.
What they truly needed was a youth like Yang Chang’an—someone who understood patience and restraint while still retaining his edge.
As long as he was given time to grow, he would inevitably become someone extraordinary.
After this exchange, silence once again filled the carriage.
Yang Wushuang closed his eyes once more, resting while remaining alert to the surroundings.
Meanwhile, Yang Chang’an leaned against the carriage wall, lightly rubbing the bronze bracelet on his wrist as countless thoughts churned through his mind