Douluo: Soul-Breaking spear

Chapter 98: Second Granduncle Also Breaks Through

At that moment, Ye Renxin suddenly spoke up, "Yang Potian, I know you are extremely talented and work tirelessly in your cultivation. But have you ever considered that sometimes, being too brilliant and ambitious can lead to an early demise?"

"Grandfather, I understand what you're saying, but with the current state of affairs being so chaotic, only by having enough power can I protect myself. Otherwise, the risk will only grow."

"Potian, as the continent's foremost healing spirit master, I've treated countless people and witnessed the rise of numerous geniuses. But many of those promising talents met an untimely end before they could fully develop. True strength is only achieved when you reach maturity; otherwise, it's just potential that could vanish."

"Thank you for the advice, Grandfather. I will keep it in mind. No matter what, I'll always keep a card up my sleeve."

Ye Renxin seemed somewhat reassured, nodding before glancing down at the jade box in his hand. He looked surprised.

"Oh, a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng king! I didn't expect your Po Zhi Clan to have such treasures. This must be part of your family's heritage. Such a precious item—you'd better take it back."

"Please don't worry, Grandfather. I found this ten-thousand-year ginseng king while hunting for a spirit ring in the Sunset Forest. It doesn't belong to the Po Zhi Clan."

After hearing this, Ye Renxin shook his head with a smile. "Very well, then. I'll keep it here for Lingling. I'll return it to you both when the time comes."

"Thank you, Grandfather."

…

The conversation soon shifted into an exchange of pharmacological knowledge, leaving Ye Lingling somewhat exasperated. By dusk, Yang Potian finally left the Ye household, marking the successful end of his first meeting with her family.

Ye Lingling couldn't help but comment, "Potian, who would've thought a Battle Spirit Master like you would know so much about pharmacology? It's a pity you're not a healing-type spirit master!"

Yang Potian just chuckled, saying nothing more.

In the days that followed, he returned to training with relentless dedication. Although he had spent some time focusing on his relationship, his cultivation progress hadn't slowed in the least.

Finally, as he approached fourteen and a half, Yang Potian broke through to level 50, achieving the rank of Spirit King. In less than six months since the Soul Master Competition, he had reached the Spirit King realm.

This time, he didn't wait for his father to come pick him up but quietly returned to the Po Zhi Clan on his own.

Upon arriving, he noticed that the clan felt unusually subdued, with none of the usual lively activity. The older spirit masters were all focused on refining medicine, and the younger ones were diligently training. Outwardly, everything seemed normal, but Yang Potian could sense the clan had been keeping a low profile lately.

When he reached his own home, his parents and younger sister were visibly surprised by his sudden return.

His mother, Niu Jinfeng, was the first to speak. "Potian, did something happen? Why are you back so suddenly?"

"Mom, Dad, I've reached level 50."

"That's impossible! How could you reach level 50 so soon? If I remember right, you obtained your last spirit ring just over a year ago. You've only taken a little over a year to gain five levels—not even a year and a half!"

"Dad, it's true. I'm really at level 50. If you don't believe me, feel free to check my spirit power."

Hearing this, Yang Zhentian grabbed Yang Potian's hands and carefully examined him from head to toe, fearing that his son might have resorted to extreme methods to advance his spirit power.

But after a thorough inspection, he found nothing unusual. On the contrary, Potian's spirit power was deep and his physical strength exceptional. He wasn't showing any signs of having overtaxed his potential.

Finally, Yang Zhentian spoke up. "Potian, I assume you're back to talk about hunting for your fifth spirit ring?"

"Yes, that's right. I came back specifically because of the fifth spirit ring. But, Dad, I noticed that something seems off with the clan. Things don't seem as they usually are."

Yang Zhentian thought for a moment before responding, "The clan has indeed been dealing with some things, though it's good news overall."

"About a month and a half ago, your grandfather finally broke through to Titled Douluo. He was planning to go with Patriarch Titan, Patriarch Bai He, your grandfather, and Poison Douluo to hunt for a spirit ring."

"But unexpectedly, just days ago, your second granduncle also broke through to Titled Douluo. None of us anticipated that he would advance so soon."

"Dad, isn't that great news? The Po Zhi Clan now has two new Titled Douluos at once. That's cause for celebration, isn't it?"

"Of course, it's a cause for celebration. But with two Titled Douluos, we suddenly need two high-level spirit rings as well. For years, our clan has been trying to keep a low profile, but now it seems we can't continue that way."

"A clan with two Titled Douluos sounds powerful, but don't forget the fate of the Clear Sky Clan's Twin Stars. Their overwhelming fame attracted the attention of Spirit Hall, which eventually led to conflict."

"The other factions within Heaven Dou Empire wouldn't be pleased to see our clan with two Titled Douluos either, especially the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"For years, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has been trying to cultivate another Titled Douluo, but they've been unsuccessful, leaving Yu Yuanzhen struggling to hold everything together alone. If those two clans hear that we have two Titled Douluos, they might push us to clash with Spirit Hall."

"The Heaven Dou Empire itself might also see us as a threat, and the balance could easily tip. We'd be surrounded by potential enemies."

"Because of this, the clan has been particularly low-key lately, focusing on refining medicine to lower the vigilance of other clans. And of course, we're stockpiling pills for any unexpected needs."

Hearing all this, Yang Potian felt speechless. For years, the clan had been limited in power without a Titled Douluo, and now that they finally had two, the fear of attracting unwanted attention loomed.

Having two Titled Douluos in one family was certain to draw the suspicions of Spirit Hall. Given Spirit Hall's hostile relationship with the Po Zhi Clan, there was a real risk that any spirit-hunting missions could face heightened scrutiny, which could be disastrous.

After a moment of contemplation, Yang Potian offered, "Dad, I think Grandfather and Poison Douluo can be trusted to help with the spirit ring hunt. They're reliable allies."

"Your grandfather and Poison Douluo certainly can be relied upon. But secrets don't stay hidden forever. If word about your second granduncle's promotion to Titled Douluo leaks out, things could escalate quickly. Although Titled Douluos are powerful, higher-level ones could easily detect him."

Yang Potian weighed the situation, realizing the danger. Regardless of the faction, no one would be pleased to see the Po Zhi Clan grow so powerful, so quickly.

Then, his eyes lit up as he got an idea. "Dad, I have a plan."

"Hold on to it, Potian. Let's wait until we're with your two granduncles, and you can tell us all together."

(End of Chapter)

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