The Finest Teacher

"No! I can't stop!"

Yun Chuan suddenly shook his head hard, ruthlessly casting aside the negative thoughts in his heart. He knew that he was merely feeling a little tired right now—he was still far from his limit. If he stopped at a time like this, then this training would lose all meaning.

The key to training was persistence!

Giving up halfway would never amount to anything.

If he wanted to become strong enough to protect his mother and Xue Jie, then if he could not even endure this little hardship, what right did he have to talk about becoming strong? What bullshit!

With that thought in mind.

Yun Chuan finally corrected his previously careless, even disdainful attitude toward this kind of weighted running training. From this moment on, he decided to train seriously.

No matter how exhausting or painful it became, he had to persist!

Only those who endured the bitterest hardships could rise above others!

"Pant, pant! Hah! Pant..."

After running with weights for so long, Yun Chuan's breathing had become utterly disordered. He felt as though his legs had gone numb. He had even forgotten how to run, relying only on instinct and momentum as he continued charging forward.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Yun Chuan felt the aloof rune between his brows emit a hum.

What followed was a strange ripple!

That ripple spread from his brain throughout his entire body!

His numb body gradually regained sensation, and waves of soreness, numbness, swelling, and pain surged into his awareness.

But Yun Chuan had no time to care about any of that.

Because as the rune between his brows released that strange ripple, an indescribably profound sensation welled up within him—something that could only be understood, never put into words.

Subconsciously, Yun Chuan began adjusting his breathing rhythm.

Exhale... inhale!

Exhale... inhale!

Exhale... inhale!

After only a few breaths.

Yun Chuan felt as though his exhausted body had been infused with vitality once more!

That simple inhalation and exhalation seemed to contain some great truth that aligned with the laws of heaven and earth. With each breath, his chaotic breathing became rhythmic. His unconsciously swinging arms slowed and relaxed, while his running legs regained their strength.

Power flowed back into his weary body.

Yun Chuan became immersed in this strange state. Unconsciously, he began adjusting his stride, the speed of his arm swings, and the rhythm of his breathing... using every bit of strength in his body efficiently—neither too much nor too little, just right.

Through the simple act of weighted running, he perfectly trained his entire body!

By then, he had forgotten his fatigue, forgotten why he was running, and forgotten the several hundred jin of weight on his body. He focused only on instinctively regulating his body's movements, striving to apply every trace of strength to his running.

Finally, after who knew how long he had run.

When Yun Chuan saw the familiar graceful figure of the Female Pope in the distance once more, he finally awoke from that strange state.

What... just happened to me?

Yun Chuan found it utterly unbelievable. He discovered that he was in exceptionally good condition. After running such a long distance, not only was he not exhausted like a dead dog from carrying the weights, he even felt full of strength. He could clearly sense the circulation of every strand of Soul Power within him, the rhythm of every muscle... It was as if he had complete control over every muscle and every trace of Soul Power in his body!

In terms of actual combat strength, he might now be able to fight ten of his former self!

It was that rune of the Become a Saint Through the Physical Body Method! Recalling the disturbance from the rune between his brows before he entered that wondrous state, he immediately understood that his current condition had to be related to it.

Perhaps I've found the right way to use this rune. Feeling as though he had suddenly understood something without being taught, Yun Chuan had already formed some guesses about what exactly this Become a Saint Through the Physical Body Method was.

Every person's physique, talent, and all other aspects were different. Even the environments of the worlds they lived in were different. What suited one person might not suit another. For example, if someone gave you an immortal cultivation technique, how could you cultivate without spiritual roots? Even if you had spiritual roots, could you cultivate in a city with no spiritual energy?

Precisely because of this, the rune would not directly give him some cultivation technique to practice. It would only guide him, allowing him to comprehend and sense his own body, combine that with the environment of the world he was currently in, and ultimately forge a path best suited to himself!

There could be no finer teacher than that.

Seeing the Female Pope waiting for him in the distance, with the finish line in sight, Yun Chuan subconsciously began slowing his pace. He adjusted his breathing frequency and calmed the turbulent blood and energy within his body, gradually returning his body from its overloaded state to normal.

As his body gradually withdrew from that state, which felt like being pumped full of stimulants, the aftereffects of the excessive exertion began to show. His entire body was sore, numb, swollen, and aching—a complete medley of sensations. That feeling... was enough to make anyone question their life.

Yun Chuan dragged his utterly exhausted body toward the finish line, swaying unsteadily as he ran. He was moving as slowly as a crawling turtle, the complete opposite of his speed in that strange state earlier.

Finally, Yun Chuan, whose vision had begun to blur, slowly ran to the Female Pope's side. Then, as though all his strength had vanished, he toppled forward.

He was about to fall face-first into the dirt.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Female Pope flashed forward and positioned herself in front of him, catching his falling body in her arms. Yun Chuan was met with a soft, fragrant warmth and could not help taking a light breath. It felt as though he were lying in the soft bed at home, and a wave of drowsiness swept over him. Just like that, he drifted off to sleep.

"Chuan Er really worked hard."

The Female Pope held the unconscious Yun Chuan in her arms without minding in the slightest that he was drenched in sweat. A faint smile appeared on her flawless, beautiful face, and her gaze toward him was both gratified and tender. Then she quickly rose into the air and flew toward Spirit City.

When Yun Chuan regained consciousness once more, all he could see was a hazy mist, while a rich scent of medicinal herbs filled his nostrils. He was somewhat confused. After blinking his clear eyes for a while, he gradually woke from his dazed state.

I'm... soaking in a medicinal bath.

He turned his head and looked around, discovering that he was in an unfamiliar room. His clothes had been stripped off, and he was soaking in a large bath barrel. Looking down, he saw that the liquid in the barrel was pale blue, permeated by a soothing medicinal fragrance.

His body, which had felt utterly terrible from overtraining, was now incomparably relaxed. All his exhaustion and pain seemed to have dissipated completely in the medicinal bath. It was unbelievably comfortable.

At that moment, the door opened.

Someone walked in carrying a small basket of prepared medicinal ingredients. When he saw that Yun Chuan was awake, he immediately said in surprise, "Xiao Chuan, I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly. It seems your physique is even stronger than I imagined. Your absorption of the medicine's effects is remarkably good."

"Chrysanthemum Elder."

When Yun Chuan saw who it was, he immediately understood.

Within the entire Spirit Hall, if there was anyone most proficient with medicinal herbs and capable of preparing medicinal liquid to nourish the body, then aside from Chrysanthemum Douluo, whose Martial Soul was the immortal herb Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, there was no one else.

A dignified Titled Douluo was personally preparing medicinal liquid for him to help his body recover after training. From this alone, one could glimpse just how dearly Bibi Dong cherished him.