"I never imagined that simple weighted running could be so effective." After taking a shower to wash off the medicinal liquid and changing into a clean bathrobe, Yun Chuan clenched his fists, feeling himself in peak condition!
The medicinal bath formulated by Chrysanthemum Douluo was undeniably powerful and incredibly effective.
After one session in the medicinal bath, not only did all the damage to Yun Chuan's body from over-exercising recover, but he could even keenly sense a visible enhancement in all aspects of his physique. He estimated that his physical fitness had increased by at least one percent.
While his extraordinary talent certainly played a role, the greater reason was the medicinal bath formulated by Chrysanthemum Douluo. Its effects in this regard were truly excellent.
Indeed, it's good to enjoy the shade under a big tree.
Yun Chuan thought about the treatment he received since childhood in Spirit Hall: he could eat all kinds of delicacies made from Spirit Beast meat, and he took medicinal baths every few days to nourish his body. Then he thought about Tang San in the original work, who couldn't even get enough to eat since childhood, with even his own father neglecting him. He immediately felt even more fortunate that he had been snatched away. Otherwise, he might still be like Tang San, unable to even get enough to eat. Not to mention being able to casually use such precious medicinal baths.
To be honest, if the original Tang San hadn't been a transmigrator, possessing the legacy of the Tang Sect from his previous life, and diligently cultivating Mysterious Heaven Skill from a young age, with his malnourished body that couldn't even get enough to eat, how could he have innate full Soul Power? Don't be ridiculous. At most, he would have six or seven levels of spirit power, or even lower.
It should be noted that not all twin spirits necessarily result in innate full Soul Power. The original work never stated that twin spirits invariably lead to innate full Soul Power.
Spirit Hall has existed for many years, and Yun Chuan learned from some of its records that while twin spirits are rare, they are not as uncommon as stated in the original work, where only (an unnamed person, Tang San, Bibi Dong) three individuals possessed them.
Just in Spirit Hall's existing records from the past few hundred years, there are actually more than a dozen. It's just that most twin spirits owners either had extremely low Soul Power or no Soul Power at all, which is why they weren't famous.
This is normal, after all, twin spirits are just a type of Spirit mutation. This mutation can be beneficial, and naturally, it can also be detrimental. A beneficial mutation means extremely high innate Soul Power, while a detrimental mutation means extremely low innate Soul Power, or even no innate Soul Power at all. It does not mean that all twin spirits owners are necessarily born with full Soul Power.
The original work states that only three twin spirits were recorded within a century. Note that it specifies within a century!
And how long has the history of Spirit Masters existed?
I wouldn't dare say too much, but it's at least several thousand, even tens of thousands of years, right?
In such a long period of time, could there possibly be only three twin spirits? Just thinking about it, you know it's impossible.
Ahem, I've strayed off topic.
Today was a special day for Yun Chuan.
This day was not only the first time he started exercising.
At the same time, it was also the day he truly began to be independent.
From today onwards, he could no longer sleep in the same room or lie on the same bed as the Female Pope.
Having awakened his Spirit, according to the views of Spirit Masters in this World, he should formally become independent and no longer rely on his parents.
So, even if she was reluctant, the Female Pope could only harden her heart. She rearranged another room for him, making the child move out of her boudoir.
This made Yun Chuan very disappointed, because it meant that from now on, he could no longer be held by his soft and fragrant mother, falling asleep peacefully with a smile on his face. He could only guard an empty bed alone, enduring loneliness and solitude.
Fortunately, the only thing that brought him some comfort was that his new room was right next to the Female Pope's, separated by only one wall.
Lying on the bed.
The lights were already off.
The entire room was exceptionally dim, with only the moonlight shining through the window preventing it from falling into complete darkness.
Yun Chuan lay sprawled on the new bed, eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ornate ceiling. He couldn't fall asleep at all. Because he usually lay next to the Female Pope, or his small body was held in her arms, his head resting on her soft peaks, inhaling the Female Pope's body fragrance as he peacefully drifted off. That feeling of being enveloped by motherly love was simply incredibly blissful.
Suddenly being kicked out like this, without his mother's soft and fragrant embrace, and her orchid-like, musky, sleep-inducing body fragrance, no man could adapt to it.
"Sigh, although I expected this day would come, I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly." Suddenly sighing, Yun Chuan's eyes were vacant as he murmured, "I'm really not used to it…"
There was nothing Yun Chuan could do, as he had no sleepiness at all. He could only use the most primitive method to force himself to sleep.
"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep…"
Whispers slowly echoed in the quiet room.
At the same time.
In the other room, separated by just one wall.
At this moment, another person, like Yun Chuan, was unable to sleep.
The Female Pope, dressed in a sexy purple lace nightgown, was also lying quietly on the bed, her beautiful eyes lost in thought, completely without any sleepiness.
In the past, she would embrace Yun Chuan's small, soft body, holding him like a pillow in her arms. Feeling the peaceful breathing of the small life in her embrace, and gazing at the child's exceptionally beautiful sleeping face illuminated by the moonlight outside the window, she felt as if she possessed the entire World!
That indescribable sense of satisfaction was something no one could replace. Not even for a God Position!
But tonight, without the little one's company.
Bibi Dong suffered from insomnia.
At this moment, the Female Pope even regretted separating rooms with Yun Chuan so early. He was, after all, only a six-year-old child who understood nothing. What if he cried in the middle of the night without her company? Or what if he had a nightmare and cried out for his mother in his sleep?
The more she thought about it, the harder Bibi Dong found it to sleep. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to drift off. Her maternal instincts made her want to get out of bed immediately, open the door, go next door, and bring the child back into her arms again. She yearned to lavish her motherly love upon him!
But reason, however, made her dismiss the idea at the last moment. It told her that at six years old, he was not too young and it was time for him to become independent.
But after a short while, her inner maternal instincts gained the upper hand again. They made her want to bring that child back regardless of the consequences!
But reason, in the end, did not let her act on it.
After going back and forth between these two thoughts many times, the Female Pope's heart gradually grew restless. Bits and pieces of the past six years spent with the child floated into her mind. The more she recalled, the more reluctant she felt. It was as if, from tonight onwards, that child would truly grow up. He would grow a pair of beautiful wings, fly into the sky, and leave her forever.
This feeling of being on the verge of losing something precious was simply driving her crazy!
A surge of frustration accumulated in her heart!
It made her want to vent loudly, but reason told her that it was normal for a child to grow up and leave their mother to become independent. You are making too much fuss.
Bibi Dong suddenly felt an immense sadness. Just thinking that the child would one day grow up, one day marry and have children, no longer needing her as a mother, and becoming independent, made her feel an emptiness in her heart, as if a crucial core piece was missing.
If one day… that child left her, what would she do?
This thought uncontrollably arose in the Female Pope's heart.
Immediately, an indescribable terror and unease almost devoured her reason!
"Then keep him by your side forever!"
Another voice suddenly echoed in her mind, a voice that seemed to carry a strange magic.
The confusion in the Female Pope's beautiful eyes gradually dissipated, slowly replaced by another strong emotion… Just as things were about to develop in some unpredictable direction.
At this moment, a soft knock suddenly came from outside the door.
"Knock, knock!"
Although the knocking was soft, to Bibi Dong it was like a morning bell and evening drum, instantly startling her awake from that subtle state. Her hazy eyes immediately regained their clarity, and she realized that her mental state just now was extremely abnormal. Absolutely not normal.
"It's the power of the Rakshasa God influencing my will again!"
The Female Pope clearly realized this.
"That was close, I almost got misled and fell into error just now!" Bibi Dong, who had awakened from her near-demonic state, was filled with lingering fear. She took a deep breath, calming her turbulent heart. Then, her perfect body gracefully rose and she walked slowly off the bed.
She approached the door and gently opened it.
A small figure holding a pillow came into view.
Immediately, the Female Pope's gaze softened instantly.
"Chuan'er, what's wrong?" She gently squatted down, reaching out to caress his cheek, asking in an incredibly gentle tone.
"Mommy, I'm scared of the dark…"
Yun Chuan's eyes were misty with tears, his small body trembled slightly, and he looked at her pitifully. His entire being exuded an aura of weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness, making one want to hug this little darling tightly and cherish him fiercely!
The next moment.
The Female Pope immediately pulled the child into her embrace, holding him tightly, her heart now filled with remorse.
Bibi Dong, oh Bibi Dong, how could you bear to let such a small child sleep alone?!
Chuan'er is only a six-year-old child!
Leaving aside the Female Pope's remorse.
At this moment, Yun Chuan's lips curved into a wicked smile of a scheme succeeded. There was no trace of his previous pitiful, innocent appearance. He was purely a master actor!
Evidently, being afraid of the dark was all an act by Yun Chuan. He was a person who, combining his past and present lives, was almost thirty years old; how could he still be genuinely afraid of the dark like a real child?
The reason he put on such a childish act.
It was entirely to gain sympathy, solely to be able to climb back onto the Female Pope's bed.
Just now, he was alone in his room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Even counting sheep didn't help; instead, he became more awake the more he counted.
And when a person is awake, they tend to overthink.
Unable to sleep, the more Yun Chuan thought, the more he missed Bibi Dong's bed, missed that soft and fragrant embrace, and missed the feeling of happiness of being surrounded by motherly love.
As soon as he thought that he would no longer be able to enjoy that feeling of being surrounded by motherly love in the future, Yun Chuan felt an indescribable sense of reluctance. He felt that even cultivating lacked motivation.
Therefore, to prevent himself from degenerating into a lazy person without dreams.
Yun Chuan could only go against his conscience and start feigning tears and misery.
He truly had no other choice.