Chapter 18

It had never been recorded or heard of regarding an incomplete martial spirit, which was quite understandable considering that people who experienced this either died without being able to advance or found a way to have a complete spirit. However, Du Bao'er's case was different, as her martial spirit was suppressed by Heaven's Will due to its grade being too high for the present realm to bear. Additionally, her cultivation level also had an influence on this.

Tang Yan knew that even if he were to share his thoughts, they wouldn't understand, not even his aunt Xuan Tong. Everyone inwardly wondered how he knew these things, considering he had been staying in the lower plains for a long while. It was a hundred percent certain that the lower plains couldn't have a record of knowledge like this, unless people had started fighting over it.

Tang Yan, seeing the look on their faces, sighed and then narcissistically said, "Don't stare at me like that; I'm just too smart to be able to think of a theory. Also, I would advise you all to take physical training into consideration to increase your combat prowess. Mainly depending on one's cultivation would harm the body; you'll all realize what I'm saying at one point in time."

Xuan Tong and Miss Shu, on the other hand, could understand what he meant, as that's what the Sun Slaughtering Sect mainly emphasized.

Tang Sisi, who had awakened her martial spirit without cultivation, now had a different air around her. It could be said that she was rough gold before, but after awakening, she seemed like unpolished jade, which still needed time to be cared for, examined, and sharpened.

The awakening of a martial spirit would cause an influence on the one who awakened it, given that it occurred before cultivation. However, one who awakened after starting their cultivation journey would be the one to influence the martial spirit, particularly if it's a Battle martial spirit. Defense martial spirits were common and had less effect of influence from either the spirit or the cultivator itself. Support and other types of martial spirits were dependent on circumstances, and a perfect example of this was Tang Sisi, who at the moment looked a little more mature for a five-year-old child.

And just like that, another day passed.

The following day, Tang Yan dressed up early and elegantly. His hair, which had begun to grow more, was smoothly dressed backwards, while his brows became sharp. Although his cultivation was interrupted by yesterday's surprise visit, it didn't have any adverse effect on him. Tang Chen was still unconscious, recovering at a slow pace. Tang Sisi also developed a little fever after yesterday's events, which was a little unrealistic for her, and would, of course, have some slight side effects. However, it wasn't threatening, at least not after she took a long nap and started her training.

The sky lit up slowly as the sun rose from the East, and the chirping of birds and the crowing of chickens could be heard. The lower plains, at this moment, had started another bustling day. Engine revving, along with horns from cars, enveloped the streets.

Tang Yan brought out his phone, smiling while staring at his phone screen, as he stood by the bus stop. Though he could have just gone on foot, since he was already a cultivator, he still wanted to relish the feeling of traveling by bus. He didn't think Du Bao'er would send the payment from yesterday so soon, which made him look at her in a new light, and he felt a deep excitement traveling through his bones and body like electricity.

"Hehe, with this, I can get a new house with a nice pool and a bike," he thought, already picturing what the house and bike would look like. He had already gotten extremely used to the semi-modern life here since his arrival in the past month.

The school bus arrived, and everyone who wanted to board the bus came aboard, swiping their card at a screen by the driver's side. Tang Yan also did the same, having been prepared for this. He closed his phone and sat by the window at the rear, looking towards the outside like a curious child, as the bus moved with a suitable speed, dropping them off at the next bus stop.

Arriving at the school, Tang Yan stood at the side of the gate to observe the people on his list, while the gate guard sat at his post, having a puff from his cigarette. Some students who passed by greeted him, even though they knew he wouldn't give a reciprocal attitude.

An orange sports car drove into the school premises in an arrogant manner, but what was surprising was that the students didn't complain, as it was dangerous to just drive in like that. They all stood at the side with envy, giving comments of praise to the owner of the car, especially the females.

"It's just a sports car; what's the big deal in it, tsk," Tang Yan scoffed, feeling a slight irritation at the crowd's reaction, which could be considered exaggerated.

The gate guard replied, seemingly surprised at Tang Yan's attitude, "The car isn't what they praise, but the person in it."

Tang Yan raised an eyebrow. "And who's that?"

"Zhao Leng, the only son of the Zhao family," the gate guard replied.

"Huh, only son, then how was he able to afford such a ride? Don't tell me his family is the ex-mayor of this part of the lower plains," Tang Yan said.

The gate guard chuckled. "Well, not exactly something like that, but also close to that. His father was the previous head of security of this place but got transferred to the Sky Floating City a year ago due to his devotion to his job. You can say it's a kind of promotion."

Tang Yan nodded, intrigued. "Oh, so that's what gives. I bet he has a cocky attitude, seeing that..."

The gate guard interrupted, "He's actually nice and only has a few screws loose, that's all. And by the way, why am I even answering to your opinion?" The gate guard turned his head to look at Tang Yan, seemingly recognizing him. "Aren't you the punk who broke into the school last night?"