Is This Really Not My Biological Mother?

This day.

As usual, Yun Chuan got up on time, washed up, and got dressed. After breakfast, he headed alone toward the training grounds. He no longer needed the Female Pope to carry him there. Besides, the place was not that far from Spirit City, and running there took little effort.

Before long, Yun Chuan ran out of the city and arrived at the Yellow Earth Avenue where he usually trained. There, he saw two beautiful figures, one large and one small, quietly waiting for him at the starting point.

Yun Chuan could not help but pause. His running gradually slowed, and he eventually came to the Female Pope's side. Looking at the girl timidly gazing at him while holding the Female Pope's hand, he could not help asking, "Mom, who is she?"

The girl looked to be around ten years old, probably four or five years older than Yun Chuan. She had shoulder-length orange hair, and her watery eyes were somewhat narrow, carrying an unconsciously seductive charm—as though she were flirting with everyone she looked at.

The girl was exceptionally beautiful. Though she still looked somewhat immature due to her young age, it was not hard to tell from her delicate face, still carrying a faint trace of baby fat, and those alluring eyes that once she fully grew up, she would surely become a peerless beauty capable of enchanting the world.

"This child is called Hu Liena. She's Mommy's new disciple." The Female Pope smiled gently and reached out to stroke the orange hair of the girl leaning against her side. "From now on, Na Na will train with you for a while every morning. Chuan Er, as a proper young man, you mustn't bully her."

Oh, I get it.

Yun Chuan nodded, immediately understanding Bibi Dong's intentions.

She was afraid I'd find training boring, so she found a girl to keep me company. As the saying went, men and women working together never got tired. Normally, boys had a desire to show off in front of girls, and would unconsciously display their best side. As a result, having a girl nearby greatly improved a boy's efficiency at anything he did.

And more importantly, during such dull training, having a pretty girl by his side—even if he could not touch her—was still pleasing to the eye just by looking at her.

At that moment, Yun Chuan had no idea what to say.

Was this really not his biological mother?

She had cared for him attentively since childhood, giving him anything he wanted.

Now, afraid that he would find training boring, she had even seemingly sent him a child bride.

Where in the world could he find such an amazing mother?

Yun Chuan was so moved that he was nearly crying.

He felt that the luckiest thing in his life was being snatched away by Spirit Hall. Otherwise, he would probably still be in Holy Soul Village, playing with mud alongside a group of snot-nosed little brats.

"As expected... being handsome really does have its advantages!" Yun Chuan felt immensely grateful that he had maxed out his charm attribute. After all, his current treatment was absolutely inseparable from the appearance the system had evaluated as the most handsome in the world.

Otherwise, if he had merely looked ordinary—or even just ordinarily handsome—what qualifications would he have had to win over the Female Pope's heart and max out her favorability in just a few years? Did people really think maxed-out charm was simply about being handsome?

Once a talent attribute reached its maximum value, that aspect had already risen to a level nearly approaching the Dao.

Yun Chuan's charm was not something as shallow as seduction. It was simply that his charm was extraordinarily high. Just as people were drawn to beautiful things and naturally liked beautiful things—wasn't that perfectly normal?

Charm at this level was not so exaggerated that, like some invincible protagonist, every woman who saw him would fall in love at first sight and love him devotedly without even speaking to him. But anyone who saw his captivating face, so long as they did not already harbor hostility or hatred toward him, would basically develop a great deal of goodwill toward him. If Yun Chuan wanted to take the opportunity to raise their favorability and deepen their relationship, it would be extremely easy. Bibi Dong had gradually fallen for him in exactly that way.

And now, this Hu Liena whom he had just met seemed to be following in the Female Pope's footsteps. Her little face was flushed red, and those alluring eyes now looked incomparably shy. She secretly glanced at Yun Chuan, then immediately turned her gaze elsewhere, as though she feared that one more look would make her lose her composure.

"Hello, my name is Yun Chuan." Yun Chuan looked at this innocent, inexperienced girl, who showed no trace at all of the future girl known as the Enchanting Sky Fox. A faint smile appeared on his fair, delicate face, making it seem as though his whole body were radiating light.

"H-Hello, I-I'm Hu Liena..." Hu Liena stammered. She lowered her little head slightly and did not dare look at him at all. Both hands clutched the hem of her skirt, making her look extremely nervous. Yet she was clearly five whole years older than him.

Seeing that the two had exchanged greetings and could be considered acquainted for the time being, the Female Pope nodded and smiled. "Since you've gotten to know each other, Chuan Er, you can take Na Na to complete today's training. From now on, Na Na will train with you for a while every morning."

"Mm, leave Na Na to me!" After hearing that, Yun Chuan deliberately patted his small chest and promised boldly. His mature-for-his-age manner successfully amused both Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, the two beauties of different ages.

"Hehe, good. Then Mommy will leave Na Na to you." The Female Pope chuckled and gently pushed Hu Liena, who had been following at her side, toward him.

Eleven-year-old Hu Liena was about a head taller than six-year-old Yun Chuan. Standing together, she looked like his older sister. Yet this older sister looked incredibly timid at the moment, gazing at her little brother with an exceptionally delicate, fragile expression.

Yun Chuan took out a vest weighing several hundred jin from his Soul Tool and put it on. Then, seeing that Hu Liena was not wearing any weights, he turned and asked in confusion, "Mom, doesn't Na Na need to train with weights?"

"No. Na Na is different from you. It's too early for weight training for her." Bibi Dong shook her head. Not everyone was like Yun Chuan, capable of carrying several hundred jin at only six years old and running such a long distance.

Moreover, Hu Liena's situation differed from Yun Chuan's. She was not as extraordinarily gifted as he was, able to raise her Soul Power as easily as breathing. For Hu Liena, the priority now was still cultivating Soul Power. Running to exercise her body was merely supplementary. Training alongside Yun Chuan for a short while each morning to foster their relationship was enough. For the rest of her time, she mainly needed to study Soul Master knowledge and cultivate her Soul Power.

After all, the age of eleven was a golden period for cultivating Soul Power.

It was also the period when Soul Power grew the fastest, and it absolutely could not be wasted.

Hu Liena was eleven this year. Her martial soul was a fox, and her Innate Soul Power was only rank nine. Her aptitude was not particularly exceptional, yet her Soul Power had already reached rank twenty-five. She had raised it by sixteen ranks in five years, making it obvious just how diligent this girl was. It was precisely this quality that the Female Pope valued when she accepted her as a disciple.

Otherwise, while there were not many girls with better aptitude than hers, there were certainly some. Why had she chosen this girl in particular as her disciple?