Douluo:Peerless Tang Sect: Douluo of Peaceful Heaven

"That's right! A second awakening of a Body Martial Soul!"

Zhu Ziyang nodded seriously. "Have any of you heard of the Body Sect?"

"Body Sect?"

Everyone looked puzzled, even Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, their expressions showing vague familiarity but little understanding.

Ziyang wasn't surprised. After all, the Body Sect was shrouded in secrecy, and its members were often elusive and solitary. Given that everyone here was still in the Outer Court, their ignorance was understandable.

"The Body Sect," Ziyang explained, "as the name suggests, is a sect composed entirely of Body Martial Soul users. Their overall strength is incredibly high—on par with Shrek Academy."

"What? On par with Shrek?!"

Huo Yuhao was stunned. In the pure, unspoiled world of a youth, Shrek Academy was the supreme power of the continent. To hear that another faction could rival it was shocking.

"Body Sect..."

Bei Bei muttered, his eyes suddenly lighting with both understanding and hatred.

That's right. Mu En's injuries had come at the hands of someone from the Body Sect.

"In terms of research and mastery of Body Martial Souls, no academy or sect can match them," Ziyang continued, noticing Bei Bei's change in expression but choosing not to comment.

"The second awakening of a Body Martial Soul was a concept pioneered by them. It's one of the reasons they can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Shrek Academy. That's because Body Martial Souls are inherently high-level, and after undergoing a second awakening, they can become top-tier or even super-tier martial souls."

"Senior, you mean… my Spirit Eyes can become something like a White Tiger martial soul?"

Yuhao asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.

"In theory, yes,"

Ziyang replied with a faint smile.

"From what I understand, once a Body Martial Soul achieves a second awakening, both the soul master's cultivation potential and the martial soul's growth potential increase dramatically. Forget a White Tiger—you might even surpass a True Dragon martial soul."

"Ziyang!"

Tang Ya's eyes lit up with stars. "Do you know how to trigger a second awakening for Body Martial Souls?"

Ziyang chuckled and shook his head.

"You think too highly of me. That's a core secret of the Body Sect—how could I possibly know?"

"Aw, what a pity!"

Tang Ya pouted, clearly disappointed.

"Still," Ziyang added with a grin, "any second awakening is linked to the essence of the martial soul. If Yuhao can gradually strengthen that core, he might find his own way."

He turned to Tang Ya, smiling knowingly.

"You of all people should understand that, right?"

"Right! How could I forget?!"

Tang Ya clapped her hands, instantly reignited with energy.

"Yuhao, you better listen carefully to Senior Brother Ziyang!"

"Mhm! Mhm!"

Yuhao nodded eagerly, eyes shining like a chipmunk's. He gazed at Ziyang with newfound admiration.

So strong, so talented, so kind, and so wise…

Isn't this exactly what a true senior should be?

"Yuhao," Ziyang continued kindly, "try using your soul power to nourish your eyes. Since they're the vessel of your martial soul, and since you have a Body Martial Soul, they should have greater tolerance for soul power. With time, you might see unexpected results."

"Got it, Ziyang-ge!"

Yuhao responded gratefully, feeling for the first time that his future wasn't so unclear after all.

"Ziyang, thank you so much,"

Bei Bei added sincerely.

He knew Ziyang had no obligation to guide Yuhao—but he still did, simply because of his friendship with Tang Ya and Bei Bei. That meant a lot.

"No need to thank me,"

Ziyang replied, half-joking.

"I just think Yuhao's got potential. Otherwise, do you really think I'd go to all this trouble just for your sake?"

"Hey! Zhu Ziyang!"

Tang Ya instantly bristled, grabbing Jiang Nannan's hand.

"You hear that, Nannan? He's so full of himself!"

"Pfft—"

Nannan just laughed, clearly amused.

"Oh right, Teacher Xiaoya, Ziyang-ge," Yuhao said suddenly, "Teacher Zhou Yi wants me to study soul tools. Should I accept?"

"What? Zhou Yi wants you to study soul tools?"

Tang Ya blinked in surprise and turned instinctively to Ziyang, clearly trusting his judgment.

"Soul tools, huh?"

Ziyang was visibly surprised, then thoughtful. After a moment, he nodded.

"That's actually a great fit for Yuhao—and the Tang Sect needs a soul engineer."

"Wait a second—then why didn't you let me study soul tools back then?"

Tang Ya asked, frowning in confusion.

Back when they were first-year students, Tang Ya had wanted to pursue soul engineering as a way to revitalize the Tang Sect. But Ziyang had stopped her, believing it would hinder her cultivation.

He explained, "Your situation is completely different from Yuhao's. You don't have a particularly strong talent for cultivation, and if you divided your efforts, you'd fall behind. Also, as the Tang Sect's leader, your strength has to come first. If even the sect master is only a Soul Elder or Soul Ancestor, how could others take the sect seriously?"

"But Yuhao is different,"

Ziyang added.

"He's one of the rare spiritual-type soul masters—and soul tools rely heavily on mental strength. That makes him a perfect candidate. In fact… he might just be a once-in-a-century genius at it."

Though he said it casually, Ziyang truly believed it. After all, in the original story, Huo Yuhao really did become a top-tier soul engineer. As the protagonist, it only made sense that his career path would align with destiny.

Even Xian Lin'er once said that spiritual-type soul masters were the best-suited for soul engineering—and the Inner Court's top engineers all had powerful mental strength.

"Ohhh, I get it now,"

Tang Ya said, slightly embarrassed. Then she turned to Yuhao with renewed enthusiasm.

"Yuhao, you heard him—go give it a try! Work hard and show us what you can do!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

Yuhao nodded with determination.

"Hmph!"

Sitting beside him, Wang Dong let out a small snort and pinched Yuhao's arm.

"Wang Dong, what's your problem?"

Tang Ya snapped, catching the act.

"Why are you picking on Yuhao?"

"I—uh…"

Wang Dong looked genuinely flustered, his proud gaze darting away.

He looked almost like a shy little girl.

"Teacher Xiaoya,"

Yuhao stepped in with a playful grin,

"Wang Dong actually wants to join the Tang Sect too—he's just too embarrassed to ask."

"Oh, right!"

Tang Ya blinked in realization.

"When Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi were fighting that time, he did mention it. I totally forgot. Well, since I'm in a good mood today, I'll let you join without needing to win the Freshman Tournament."

"Really? Thank you, Teacher Xiaoya!"

Wang Dong jumped up in excitement, all his haughty airs gone.

"Now that I've joined, the Tang Sect has gained a powerful new warrior!"

"Haha, well then, Wang Dong-dajiang, we're brothers now!"

Yuhao teased him with a grin.

"You'd better call me senior brother!"

"In your dreams!"

Wang Dong snapped back.

"Only the strong get to be senior!"

"Didn't I pin you down that time?"

Yuhao asked casually.

"You little—!"

Wang Dong lunged at him, face burning with fury.

Ziyang watched the two boys wrestle, a strange feeling welling in his heart.

Something's odd. Why would Wang Dong want to join the Tang Sect?

There's something about him that doesn't add up…