The Body Is the Foundation!

Ever since helping Yun Chuan hunt a Soul Ring for his Martial Soul that day, Bibi Dong and the others had returned to Spirit Hall and, after some discussion, concluded that the reason he could not lift the hammer Martial Soul was simply because his physical constitution was too frail. After all, he was only six years old, and his body had not even fully developed yet.

Therefore, his foremost task was not to raise his Soul Power, nor was it to fill all five Soul Ring slots outright. It was to train his body and improve his physical constitution!

Yun Chuan deeply agreed with Bibi Dong and the others' arrangements. He was in no hurry to add more Soul Rings, because he could sense that while absorbing Soul Rings had partially strengthened his physique, the Soul Rings also placed pressure on his body. With the body of a six-year-old, bearing two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings was already his limit.

If he dared add another Soul Ring, the power within it would likely burst his meridians and kill him!

The principle was like someone being able to carry fifty kilograms, but then having another fifty kilograms piled on top while already carrying the first load... That person would definitely be crushed without question. If your physical constitution was not up to standard, you should not force yourself.

As for being unable to level up without adding Soul Rings, leaving him stuck firmly at Level 50? That did not matter. Yun Chuan felt there was no need to rush Soul Power cultivation. What did Innate Level 50 Soul Power mean? It meant that increasing his Soul Power was as easy as eating and drinking. Moreover, possessing Level 50 Soul Power at the age of six had already placed him far ahead of countless others.

Talent of this caliber could not be constrained by the common sense applied to ordinary Soul Masters. Other Soul Masters needed to seize their youth and cultivate diligently to improve their Soul Power. But he did not need to, because for him, Soul Power would surge upward with just a little casual cultivation.

This was talent, top-tier talent that others could only envy!

Thus, at this stage, Yun Chuan could not rush to add Soul Rings. He had to first build up his physical constitution until it could bear the power of his Martial Soul before continuing to add more Soul Rings.

Although the two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings he had absorbed earlier had strengthened his physique to a certain extent, that small improvement was absolutely not enough to support him in absorbing a third Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

This left Yun Chuan feeling helpless. Thanks to his Innate Level 50 Soul Power, he could have continuously absorbed five Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. Yet because he was too young and his physical constitution was not up to standard, unable to bear five Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings at once, he had no choice but to put it off for now. He truly did not know how to complain about it.

After that.

Under the Female Pope's arrangements, Yun Chuan officially began training his body.

Early morning.

The sun had just peeked over the horizon.

Yun Chuan had already been awakened by the Female Pope. With sleepy eyes, he staggered into the washroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and finished up his personal hygiene. By then, he was fully awake. He took off his pajamas and changed into a fitted training outfit, then the Female Pope took his little hand and led him to breakfast...

After enjoying a hearty, nutritious breakfast.

He rested for a while.

Then the Female Pope gathered Yun Chuan into her arms and soared into the air, flying beyond Spirit City. A gentle breeze carrying the scent of nature blew against them, and the beautiful scenery below was truly refreshing!

In the end, the Female Pope landed on a flat Yellow Earth Avenue.

The avenue stretched on so far that its end was nearly impossible to see.

Bibi Dong set the petite Yun Chuan down from her arms, then took out something resembling a vest from her Soul Tool. It appeared to be made of some kind of metal and was clearly quite heavy.

"Mom, what is this?" When Yun Chuan took the iron vest, his hands suddenly sank. His whole body was nearly dragged into a fall, but he steadied himself in time and avoided falling flat on the ground. He weighed the vest in his hands and roughly estimated that this inconspicuous little vest weighed at least several hundred jin. He had no idea what material it was made from. It was completely unscientific!

"Chuan Er, from now on, your daily task will be to wear this little vest and run the entire length of this road." Bibi Dong pointed toward the road that stretched beyond sight, then said gently, "Come on. Mom believes you can do it."

Since Douluo Continent did not have so-called body-tempering cultivation techniques, the methods Soul Masters used to strengthen their physiques were actually the most common forms of exercise, such as running or weight training.

Though these methods were simple, they were indeed very practical.

"Mom, I'm only six. If I carry something this heavy every day, I won't grow taller in the future." Yun Chuan's delicate little face immediately twisted into an expression even uglier than crying. Looking pitiful, he said, "Could you give me a lighter one? Maybe start with a few jin... no, a few dozen jin? Starting with several hundred jin is too much. Your son can't take it."

At that moment, Yun Chuan was beginning to doubt his life. This training method was completely different from what he had imagined.

Spirit Hall was such an ancient organization. Did it not have some kind of body-tempering cultivation technique?

All he could say was that Douluo Continent truly deserved its reputation as the bottom rung of fantasy worlds. Yun Chuan had read so many fantasy novels, yet he had never seen a fantasy protagonist improve his physical constitution through running. This was far too lame.

"Chuan Er, don't be afraid. You won't stop growing taller." The Female Pope comforted him gently. Seeing Yun Chuan acting cute and miserable so pitifully made her feel somewhat distressed. She even wanted to abandon the weighted training for the beginning stage altogether. But reason quickly made her dismiss that thought. After all, she understood that indulging a child was no different from harming him. Besides, for Yun Chuan, who had Level 50 Soul Power supporting him and had absorbed two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, this several-hundred-jin weight was just right. It did not exceed his limit.

At most, it would be exhausting and painful in the beginning.

But as long as he persevered, the improvement in his physical constitution would be extremely noticeable.

As for Yun Chuan's worry that too much weight would keep him from growing taller, it was not a problem at all. According to Spirit Hall's records over the years, they had never heard of a Soul Master failing to grow taller because of weighted training. With Soul Power in his body, his height would only keep shooting upward in the future. It would never stagnate!

Thus, Yun Chuan's pitiful act ultimately failed to make the Female Pope withdraw her decision. He could only reluctantly put on that little vest weighing at least several hundred jin.

Then, under the Female Pope's watchful gaze, he slowly began running forward...

At first, things were fine. Although he wore a vest weighing several hundred jin, he had Level 50 Soul Power and two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, which gave his body enormous boosts. With his current physical constitution, running while carrying several hundred jin was fairly easy. He even began to think that it was not as difficult as he had imagined.

But after some time.

After Yun Chuan had run a not-insignificant distance, he gradually felt the iron vest growing heavier and heavier, while his legs became incredibly heavy as well. His pace slowed more and more.

"Ha! Haaah..."

His breathing gradually became heavy and rapid, and stars began to dance before his eyes. He realized that his body was starting to feel exhausted.

After all, running while carrying several hundred jin consumed an amount of stamina and placed an amount of pressure on the body that far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.

Yet the road ahead still stretched beyond sight.

To finish it, he had no idea how much farther he would need to run.

Should I stop and rest for a while first?

Mom never said I couldn't rest midway. She only told me to finish running it.

A sense of slackness began to rise within Yun Chuan.