Chapter 003: War Heaven Art

After a long silence, Yang Tian's mind once again sank into his sea of consciousness. When he saw the Ancestral Dragon Ring suppressing countless characters for 'war' at the center, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

The battle intent emanating from these countless 'war' characters was identical to that of the giant, but without the Ancestral Dragon Ring suppressing this overwhelming battle intent, Yang Tian's physical body would be instantly blasted apart!

'What exactly is the origin of this Ancestral Dragon Ring? It seems my family is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Could it be that the old dog Long Yang persecuted my family because of the Ancestral Dragon Ring?' Taking a few deep breaths, Yang Tian slowly calmed his tense mind. Just as he was about to leave, the Ancestral Dragon Ring suddenly generated a suction force, pulling his divine sense inside.

'Bang.'

A dull thud sounded as Yang Tian fell directly into an unfamiliar space. His waist convulsed a few times, and his gaze turned to survey the distance.

'This is...'

Faced with this sudden place, Yang Tian's eyes widened. This space was about twenty zhang in size, but it was quite desolate inside, not even a single weed growing.

But none of that mattered.

What mattered was that the essence of heaven and earth here was several times denser than outside!

The importance of heaven and earth essence to cultivators was self-evident. This奇异 energy could be absorbed, and if it was abundant, cultivation speed would skyrocket! It was a pass for high-level cultivators.

'Could this be the internal space of the Ancestral Dragon Ring?' An incredible thought suddenly arose in his heart. Yang Tian's tightly shut eyes snapped open, and with a thought, his body eerily disappeared from this space.

Inside the house, Yang Tian touched his body in disbelief. When he was certain, an indescribable joy spread across his face.

'This is a spatial treasure.'

Yang Tian had heard before that humans used precious minerals from heaven and earth to refine various artifacts, and such treasures possessed bizarre and unpredictable abilities. Some artifacts could even multiply a person's combat power several times.

Artifacts were classified as: Blood Artifacts, Spirit Artifacts, Dao Artifacts, and Heaven Artifacts.

Yang Tian tested it several more times. The Ancestral Dragon Ring could not only store various items inside, but he could also enter it to cultivate, while his physical body remained in the house, thus avoiding outsiders discovering the secret of the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

At this moment, Yang Tian stood with his feet rooted to the ground, arms slightly extended, body leaning forward. His mouth and nose opened, generating a suction force. With one inhale, like a whale drinking water, the surrounding dense essence was all drawn into his body.

Now, he closed his mouth and shut his bright eyes. Inside his body, the essence that had just flowed in was rapidly refined, gradually condensed into a single crystal-clear drop of liquid, which flowed into his qi sea.

In his qi sea, crimson blood and qi rolled and surged, the somewhat vigorous blood and qi seeming to roar. As that drop of crimson liquid fell, the dozens of drops of crimson liquid expanded imperceptibly.

'Such fast cultivation speed! What grade of technique is the War Heaven Art?' Suppressing the shock in his heart, Yang Tian seemed to think of something.

His muscles tensed, and the thin blood and qi inside his body rumbled. Suddenly, he moved.

Yang Tian's blood and qi rolled and surged, a crimson glow radiating from his entire body. His clenched fist was as crystal clear as jade, and with one punch thrown, the air was torn apart.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several consecutive punches were thrown, dozens of crimson glows swirling around his body. This was clearly the boxing technique Yang Tian had learned from the giant. For now, it was just a superficial grasp, but he believed that as time passed, this martial skill would shine brilliantly on him.

At this moment, he panted like an ox, with beads of sweat trickling from the tip of his nose. He once again rooted his feet to the ground, absorbing the surrounding essence of heaven and earth.

At this moment, a series of sharp sounds suddenly came from outside. Yang Tian's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, and a faint crimson gleam slipped through his gaze.

'Lin Yuan, I warn you, the Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall hasn't paid rent for half a year. Are you going to pay or not? Don't tell me you want to skip the rent again?'

An exceptionally sharp voice exploded. Yang Tian's face instantly darkened, and he leaped up, rushing to the window.

A broad figure appeared before Yang Tian's eyes. He wore a purple floral robe, and his fat face was full of mockery.

'Brother Chen, funds have been tight lately. You know there are so many martial arts halls in Qingshi Town, I can't come up with that much money right now,' Lin Yuan said, forcing a smile on his aged face as he looked at the potbellied fat man before him, lowering his voice.

In the room, seeing Lin Yuan's humble demeanor, Yang Tian clenched his fists, tears glistening in his eyes: 'Father, you've suffered all these years. Little Tian will repay you...'

'Heh, a tight budget, huh?' Fatty Chen shook his head disdainfully and said coldly, 'You owe me a total of one hundred blood stones. Your Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall doesn't even have a single disciple now. What are you going to pay with?'

Blood stones were the currency of the Tianyang Continent. They contained blood and qi energy, which could be absorbed into the body, and the energy inside was exceptionally pure, so they were used as a medium of exchange.

'One hundred?' Lin Yuan's face changed dramatically. Staring at Fatty Chen's smug face, he said in a deep voice, 'Brother Chen, you must be mistaken. I owe you only seventy blood stones. How could it be one hundred?'

'Hmph, mistaken?' Fatty Chen raised an eyebrow and sneered, 'You haven't paid rent for half a year. The extra thirty is interest! Of course, after three months, it'll be a different price.'

Looking at Lin Yuan's extremely ugly expression, Fatty Chen sneered a few times. His gaze swept over the surrounding buildings, greed flickering in his eyes, and he said casually, 'If you sold this house, it should fetch a few hundred blood stones, right?'

'That won't do. This is the foundation passed down from my ancestors. I won't sell it no matter how much money is offered,' Lin Yuan said, his eyelids twitching. He quickly added, 'Give me three more months. After three months, it's the martial arts hall competition. I'll definitely be able to pay back the money.'

'Hmph.' Fatty Chen shook his head disdainfully and sneered, 'Do you take me for a fool? Do you think you can win a place? Don't overestimate yourself. For the sake of our many years of friendship, I'll give you three hundred blood stones for the house. How about that?'

'My foster father will never sell the Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall. Don't dream about it.' A sudden voice slowly rang out.

Yang Tian, with a cold face, strode over and cast an unfriendly gaze at Fatty Chen. A trace of doubt arose in his heart; he didn't believe Fatty Chen would pay a high price for the house.

When Lin Yuan saw that Yang Tian had awakened, his aged face was full of joy, and the gloom from earlier was instantly dispelled.

Looking at Yang Tian's aggressive demeanor, Fatty Chen's face changed, and a flicker of malice passed under his eyelids. Suddenly, he spoke in a sarcastic tone: 'Lin Yuan, this is the troublemaker in your family. Doesn't he know any manners? When elders are speaking, what business does a child have to interrupt!'

Having spent a huge amount to treat Yang Tian's illness, Yang Tian's reputation had also spread throughout Qingshi Town.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, 'Fatty Chen, if you dare speak ill of my foster son again, believe me, I'll tear your mouth apart! Do you think I'm easy to bully? Go ask around Qingshi Town about my reputation.'

'You...' Fatty Chen's face changed slightly, and boundless anger rose in his heart. His fists clenched with a 'crackling' sound.

'Father...' Having always endured humiliation in silence, Lin Yuan suddenly erupted in anger now, risking offending this snobbish villain for Yang Tian's sake. Yang Tian's nose tingled, and mist spread in his eyes.

'There are still three months. Although the essence in the Ancestral Dragon Ring is abundant, three months is too long. I have to go to the Beast Mountain Range. The spirit herbs there can speed up cultivation and help me reach a higher realm in a short time,' Yang Tian said silently in his heart.

Lin Yuan's fists clenched with a 'crackling' sound, like an enraged tiger.

Fatty Chen was wary. In his prime, Lin Yuan was a brawler, and even now his strength was not low; he could tear Fatty Chen apart in a few moves.

But he had to save face. He rubbed his nose and said mockingly, 'Fine, I'll give you three months. If you don't have the money in three months, the Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall will be mine. If you still try to argue then, I'll go to Kuangyun City and find the city lord.'

Fatty Chen flicked his sleeves, ignoring Lin Yuan's ugly expression, cast a venomous glance at Yang Tian, and turned to leave.

'Strange, why did Fatty Chen want the martial arts hall today?' Yang Tian frowned, looking at Fatty Chen's retreating figure. The Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall was in a remote location, and opening a shop there wouldn't make much profit.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Tian turned around.

'Father, don't be angry. In three months, he'll get what's coming to him.' Yang Tian raised his fist and said, his voice tinged with a hint of pride. That pride came from: the War Heaven Art!

'Heh, it's your father getting old, can't stand unpleasant words.' Lin Yuan shook his head slightly, rubbed Yang Tian's little head, and said with a faint smile.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan thought of something. He pinched Yang Tian's arm and said, 'By the way, Little Tian, how did you faint yesterday? Are you all right now?'

'I'm fine, Father. I was too eager in my training.' Yang Tian scratched his head and said, 'I want to stay in the back mountain for a few days to focus on my training.'

'Stay a few days?' Lin Yuan frowned. 'There are wild beasts in the back mountain, and it's close to the Beast Mountain Range. I think it's better to go during the day. That won't interfere with your training.'

'It's okay, Father. At night, I'll hide in a stone cave. There won't be any problems, don't worry.' Yang Tian winked at Lin Yuan. Since his recovery, Yang Tian often went to the back mountain to train, and Lin Yuan knew this.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Yuan looked at Yang Tian's expectant eyes and couldn't help but chuckle: 'Alright then, remember to be safe.'

'Sigh...' Letting out a sigh, Lin Yuan watched Yang Tian's departing back, his face full of worry. If this house was lost, he would have no face to see his ancestors.