Embarking on the Path of Growth!

He had lost.

Faced with the lightning unleashed by the storm clouds overhead, Chrysanthemum Douluo had used his Martial Soul Avatar to save his life. But that also meant he had lost, and Yun Chuan had passed the test. After all, it had been stated beforehand that as long as he could force him to use his last three soul skills, he would pass directly without needing to last half an hour.

And clearly, this had been Yun Chuan's plan from the very beginning. He had never expected to last half an hour against a Titled Douluo. From start to finish, his goal had been to alter the environment so he could unleash his ultimate move!

"Mom, I passed, right?" Yun Chuan looked at the Female Pope's stunningly beautiful face, which was now as dark as the bottom of a pot. As though he had not noticed her foul mood at all, he said with a smile, "You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

"...Of course not."

Bibi Dong forced a smile onto her pretty face, but the oppressive atmosphere around her made Chrysanthemum Douluo, who had lost the test, shudder involuntarily. He stood there silent as a cicada in winter, this dignified Titled Douluo now cowering like a quail.

The next day.

At Spirit Hall's city gates.

Yun Chuan was bidding a reluctant farewell to Bibi Dong and Hu Liena.

"Chuan Er, put on this Soul Tool." Bibi Dong took out a translucent mask and handed it to him.

Yun Chuan accepted it curiously. The mask seemed to be made of crystal and was exquisitely crafted. He asked, "Mom, what does this mask do?"

"Put it on and see." The Female Pope did not answer, merely urging him on.

Yun Chuan looked at Hu Liena, who was also watching expectantly as he put on the mask. Though he found both women rather strange, he obediently placed the mask over his face... Immediately, a cool sensation spread across his face. Although he could still feel something covering it, it was not stuffy in the slightest. Instead, it felt refreshingly cool and breathable.

Then he saw satisfied smiles appear on Bibi Dong's and Hu Liena's beautiful faces. Hu Liena then took out a mirror and handed it to him. "See for yourself."

Yun Chuan had already guessed what it was. Taking the mirror, he saw that it was indeed just as he had expected. The face reflected in the mirror was no longer that devastatingly handsome visage that could overturn hearts and kingdoms. In its place was an ordinary face, as unremarkable as any passerby on the street. Only those pitch-black eyes were unusually deep and bright, leaving an unforgettable impression after just one glance.

Alas, good things really can't be hidden. Yun Chuan sighed narcissistically. Even with this mask that altered his appearance, his peerless charm still shone through those eyes, forcibly raising this ordinary face several levels in attractiveness!

Still, though his charm remained impossible to resist because of those eyes, he was definitely incomparable to his unmasked self. He had gone from looking like a god descended to earth to a handsome country boy with his feet on the ground. That was roughly the difference.

Watching Yun Chuan put on the mask, Bibi Dong and Hu Liena saw him change from someone who seemed to shine with dazzling brilliance into someone as inconspicuous as an ugly duckling. Both of them let out enormous sighs of relief.

Their reasons for relaxing were different. Bibi Dong was mainly afraid that Yun Chuan's identity as the Spirit Hall Saint Child would be exposed, leading hostile forces to assassinate him during his travels. Hu Liena, meanwhile, simply feared that Yun Chuan would travel with that devastatingly handsome face of his and attract the attention of some flirtatious little vixens, only to return with a whole crowd of women at his side.

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"While traveling, you will no longer be Yun Chuan, the Spirit Hall Saint Child. You cannot use your original name either. Pick an alias." After thinking for a moment, the Female Pope said, "Call yourself Tang Chuan."

"Tang Chuan?" Yun Chuan's brow twitched instinctively. He could not tell whether she was hinting at something or merely saying it casually. After all, strictly speaking, he really should have borne the surname Tang in this life...

Once everything was ready and all that needed to be said had been said.

"Mom, Na Na, I'm leaving!"

After bidding the two women one final farewell, Yun Chuan turned around and strode forward without hesitation.

For the first time, he was beginning to truly stand on his own!

Behind him, the Female Pope watched his receding figure with distant eyes, her heart feeling strangely empty. It was as though once he left, he would never return again...

Hu Liena, meanwhile, fixed her alluring eyes tightly on his retreating back as he walked away without looking back. Silently, she thought, Xiao Chuan, come back soon. I'll miss you...

"Become a Saint Through the Physical Body Method"—take the body as the source and become a world unto oneself.

This cultivation method, which sounded incredibly powerful just from its description, appeared in its original form to be nothing more than an ordinary rune. It usually resided between his brows and would only guide Yun Chuan, its host, toward greater strength at the most appropriate moments, like a silent teacher.

After six years of training, Yun Chuan could feel that his physical cultivation had reached a bottleneck. He found that ordinary training no longer did much to improve his physical condition. He had to find another method.

At the time, Yun Chuan had thought of soul bones, since fusing with one could enhance the body's physical qualities. Thus, after informing the Female Pope of the matter, he easily obtained a precious Sixty Thousand Year Soul Bone. Moreover, it was a strength-type soul bone, far more effective at enhancing physical qualities than other types of soul bones!

Who would have thought that when Yun Chuan eagerly tried to fuse with the soul bone, the rune between his brows would react violently, conveying an extreme sense of rejection. Then, the soul bone—which should have fused with ease—simply refused to merge with him no matter what he did.

Yun Chuan felt that, in the eyes of the rune between his brows, this soul bone seemed to be some dreadful object. It stubbornly refused to let the soul bone contaminate his body.

Left with no choice, he could only abandon the idea. Perhaps soul bones simply were not suited for him. Besides, this rune had never been wrong before. Since it rejected soul bones, that meant they truly did more harm than good for him.

This rune came from the high-tier section. Even if it might have been the lowest-ranked item there, one had to consider what kind of things the high-tier section contained. Those were treasures that, once obtained, would let someone sweep through all opposition and roam freely across countless worlds. Though this rune might not compare to those treasures, since it could be ranked in the high-tier section, it could not be all that inferior.

So, after discovering that his physical qualities had reached a bottleneck and that his current training methods had become almost useless for strengthening his body, Yun Chuan decided to travel and gain experience. He wanted to see whether he might encounter some fortuitous opportunity along the way that would allow him to advance further!

There was no future in staying cooped up in Spirit City, working behind closed doors.