Chapter 236: ...

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Inside the room, the windows were tightly shut.

Ma Xiaotao's flushed face gradually returned to normal as she opened her tender eyes.

Her gaze was alluring.

It had been three days since she joined the Shui family. On that day, her extraordinary talent allowed her to surpass Dai Yueheng in the rankings, making her the top envoy.

During these days, the Shui family had indeed honored their principles by providing her with extensive resources for cultivation. They even agreed to let Shui Wuya assist her in controlling the evil fire she desired.

"Alright, with this evil fire, your cultivation speed should increase significantly. Of course, if you can't control it, you'll end up burning with lust," Shui Wuya said, then got up to leave.

"Thank you, Patriarch. Since you're here, why not stay a while? I have some cultivation questions I'd like to ask..." Ma Xiaotao's voice was as gentle as a stream, but before she could finish, Shui Wuya had already disappeared into a spatial vortex, leaving the room.

His expression remained indifferent as he left, making Ma Xiaotao feel quite resentful.

"Hmph!"

If it weren't for Zhong Liwu telling me to come here to monitor you, I wouldn't have wanted to come. Just a small room with 18 surveillance soul tools—you outdo the Holy Spirit Cult in perversity.

Ma Xiaotao was furious inside, but given the environment, she had to suppress all her complaints.

Her face remained expressionless as she climbed onto the bed and began meditative cultivation.

After leaving the room, Shui Wuya headed to the next location.

The top ten envoys could make one request to him, and he had to personally attend to it.

Outside the Shui family, the biggest event in the past three days was the swift subjugation of a force that did not submit to the Shui family, shocking the entire continent.

Although the details of the subjugation were unclear, those close to the sect said that after the battle, the sect's disciples were significantly fewer.

This sect was none other than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the continent's top hidden powers, and the former home of the Dragon God Douluo. To think it was subdued just like that!

But this wasn't the end. After the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was subdued, many forces began to fear the Shui family. Despite repeated pleas from some, they left the anti-Shui alliance and submitted to the Shui family.

This was exactly what Shui Wuya wanted.

To kill the chicken to warn the monkey, the goal was never the chicken, but the monkey.

Deep within the Shui family.

A towering peak stood like a sharp sword, piercing the sky.

At the peak, clouds and mist swirled, resembling an immortal realm.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, bathing the Sword Mountain in a golden hue, giving this cultivation ground a divine appearance.

The mountain wind howled, rustling the disciples' robes and their swords.

Ji Juechen stood in the center of the sword training field, his swordsmanship particularly striking. His simple sword movements flowed like water, each swing seeming to resonate with the surrounding air.

His sword tip traced graceful arcs in the air, his sword energy slashing through any obstacle.

The surrounding disciples cast envious glances his way, aware that Ji Juechen's sword skills had reached an exceptionally high level.

Although this newcomer was like a toddler learning to speak in the world of swordsmanship, his highly refined techniques significantly shortened this learning curve.

Every move he made was no longer confined to mere skill but carried the essence of the sword.

Elders stood aside, observing the disciples' training and nodding occasionally.

"No wonder the Patriarch recruited him as an envoy. His style of sword practice resembles the way of the mundane sword, and he's already started to grasp some of its essence."

"Yes, among the younger generation of the Shui family, he can be considered in the top ten."

The man with the goatee was lavish in his praise for Ji Juechen, while the cold-faced man beside him merely nodded.

However, it wasn't that he was indifferent; he was more focused on another peculiar aspect of Ji Juechen.

"This Ji Juechen hasn't used any celestial herbs," he stated confidently.

"Isn't that normal? How many people outside are fortunate enough to have used celestial herbs?" The goateed man was puzzled.

"But his soul power is only at level three."

"What?"

Extreme shock appeared on the goateed man's face.

How is this possible?

His pupils contracted sharply. Innate level-three soul power couldn't possibly reach level 73 at this age—no, he already broke through to level 74 yesterday. And he hasn't used any celestial herbs.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Based on my observations, Ji Juechen's body seems to have a special quality, somewhat like a physique recorded in our ancestral texts."

"People with this physique can become stronger through battle, gaining immense benefits as long as they survive, much like an indestructible cockroach."

"What? Such a physique exists? Why have I never heard of it?" The goateed man looked at him in shock.

"I read about it in the 'Memoirs of the Ice God Ancestor.' This physique is said to be mentioned by the Ice God, called the Saiyan Physique, and it supposedly doesn't exist in our world."

"If I hadn't seen him, I wouldn't have remembered." The cold-faced man spoke seriously.

"I see."

After hearing this, the goateed man's face was deeply shaken.

"I didn't expect such a physique to exist. The Ice God Ancestor truly had vast knowledge, even knowing things from other worlds. If that's the case, Ji Juechen might not be human."

"Possibly, but judging by his appearance, he might be a human-Saiyan hybrid. Or maybe he awakened the Saiyan bloodline within him." The cold-faced man hesitated, his tone clearly uncertain.

Behind them, a figure appeared, his mouth twitching slightly.

Shui Wuya's expression was stiff, revealing nothing of his thoughts.

He could confirm that the Saiyan Physique was indeed something he had told Shui Bing'er about, but he didn't know why it had been passed down through the ages and misunderstood by others.

A human-Saiyan hybrid? That's called a half-breed Saiyan, and they have higher potential than pure-blood Saiyans!

"Ahem!" He coughed lightly.

"Patriarch?" "Patriarch, what brings you here?"

The goateed man and the cold-faced man turned around, looking slightly surprised at Shui Wuya.

"Are you here to see Sword Master?"

"Or to observe our training?"

They spoke simultaneously.

"Just passing by. Keep up the good work!" Shui Wuya didn't know what to say and flew towards the training field.

"Is the patriarch here because of that envoy?" The goateed man hesitated.

The Shui family's envoys seemed highly regarded, but they were essentially outsiders compared to the Shui family's own members.

Just like he and the cold-faced man, who were both among the Shui family's top ten in their generation.

The more attention Shui Wuya paid, the more they felt there was something special about Ji Juechen's physique.

"Human-Saiyan hybrid, it must be a human-Saiyan hybrid!" The goateed man exclaimed excitedly.

"Alien bloodline?"

The cold-faced man's expression grew more serious as he watched the patriarch fly over.

Shui Wuya's figure slowly appeared at the edge of the sword training field. His arrival didn't cause much commotion, but all the disciples felt an invisible pressure, a unique authority of the patriarch.

(End of chapter)