Tendon and Bone Strengthening Root

When he woke from a nap, it was already afternoon.

Wang Pan stretched lazily, his whole body too languid to move.

He felt thoroughly refreshed, strength filling every limb and bone.

The Simulation Mark refreshed at that moment.

At the age of five, you began training in martial arts early, changing the course of your life.

You have gained 300 Simulation Points.

Wang Pan merely glanced at it and paid it no mind. It was utterly unremarkable, nothing worth caring about.

Time flew by as Wang Pan practiced martial arts.

Wang Pan turned twelve that year. Thanks to his martial arts training and the Robust Physique talent, his height had shot up over the years. He now stood at one meter eighty.

Other than the lingering childishness on his face, he looked no different from an adult.

"Up!"

"Crack, crack!"

On the Training Ground, Wang Pan's tendons and bones crackled. He clasped a massive boulder with both hands and raised it high overhead!

"Boom!"

With a burst of strength, he hurled it more than ten meters away, smashing apart the blue bricks laid across the Training Ground.

"Young Master is amazing!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

A group of maidservants watched from the edge of the Training Ground, cheering Wang Pan on.

As they watched Wang Pan's imposing physique and explosive muscles, the maidservants' eyes grew misty, and their legs could not help but go weak.

"Young Master, you've worked hard. You're covered in sweat, so this servant has prepared chilled bayberries for you."

"Young Master, what is so good about chilled bayberries? You're drenched in sweat, and it must feel uncomfortable sticking to your body.

A hot bath would be far more comfortable at a time like this. This servant will help Young Master bathe."

When Wang Pan came out of the Training Ground, the maidservants crowded around him, chattering away.

"You little slut, all you think about all day is seducing Young Master!"

"That's right, I do want to seduce Young Master. What about you? How are you any better? If Madam hadn't given her orders, I bet you'd be dying to crawl into Young Master's bed tonight!"

"Could you wait until I've left before discussing this? Isn't this a little disrespectful to me?"

Wang Pan's face darkened. These maidservants were getting bolder and bolder.

"This servant knows her mistake. Please punish us, Young Master."

The maidservants spoke in sweet, coquettish voices, their eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Madam."

Mu Rong's arrival immediately silenced the maidservants. One by one, they lowered their heads and bowed to her.

"Pan'er is still young. Let me make this clear: whoever dares crawl into Pan'er's bed will end up like Shuang'er!"

Mu Rong was petite, and her voice was soft and gentle, yet her words made the maidservants tremble.

Shuang'er had once been Wang Pan's personal maidservant. When Wang Pan was eleven, she had tried to climb into his bed. After Mu Rong discovered it, she had her beaten to death.

"Mother, why have you come here?"

Wang Pan wiped away his sweat, put on his clothes, and went over to greet Mu Rong.

At the same time, he inwardly despised the maidservants. All talk and no action.

You make it sound so nice, but why don't you wipe my sweat or help me take a bath?

"What is it? Does Pan'er not want to see Mother?"

"Besides, if I hadn't come, I was afraid those little vixens would have stolen my son's soul away.

Then how could you possibly remember a mother like me?"

Mu Rong looked at Wang Pan with a resentful expression.

"What are you talking about, Mother? I was just planning to loosen up my muscles and bones, then go to your place to keep you company and chat."

Wang Pan felt a little guilty, and his words lacked conviction.

"Pan'er has grown up and no longer wants to be close to me."

"Your dad is away from home all year, and now my son is the same. My life is truly miserable."

Mu Rong was somewhat upset. She had not seen him for half a month, and after he finally returned, she had only seen him once at mealtime before he disappeared again.

"Uh..."

Faced with Mu Rong's relentless barrage, Wang Pan stammered.

Seeing that she had rendered her son speechless, Mu Rong burst into laughter. "All right, I won't tease Pan'er anymore. Look what Mother has brought you!"

Mu Rong instructed the servants behind her to take out a brocade box half a meter long.

When the box was opened, it revealed a crooked, silvery-white plant.

"This is...?"

Wang Pan's eyes lit up, though he still asked uncertainly.

"Tendon and Bone Strengthening Root!"

"A 380-year-old Tendon and Bone Strengthening Root."

Mu Rong looked at Wang Pan with a beaming smile and gave him the answer.

"Thank you, Mother!"

A heartfelt smile appeared on Wang Pan's face. He swept Mu Rong up in his arms and spun her around.

"Ah!"

"Pan'er, put me down!"

Mu Rong cried out in alarm.

There were maidservants nearby. If her own son held her and spun her around, where would her dignity as the mistress of the household be?

Still, as she caught the strong scent of her son, a faint blush crept onto Mu Rong's ears.

"You're so grown up already. How are you still like a child?"

After being set down, Mu Rong shot Wang Pan a glare, her expression carrying a hint of reproach.

Then Mu Rong froze. Her son really was still a child.

It was only because Wang Pan had grown so quickly that he did not look like a child in the slightest.

As a result, people often forgot Wang Pan's true age. Wang Pan was only twelve this year!

"Thank you, Mother!"

Wang Pan did not notice Mu Rong's odd reaction. At that moment, all his attention was fixed on the 380-year-old Tendon and Bone Strengthening Root.

The Tendon and Bone Strengthening Root had powerful effects for martial artists at the third Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage and the fifth Bone Forging Realm!

It could strengthen a martial artist's foundation while allowing them to complete cultivation in those two realms more quickly!

Wang Pan had begun practicing martial arts at the age of five, but seven full years had passed, and he had only reached Minor Accomplishment in the third Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage!

Wang Pan lacked neither resources nor guidance from renowned masters, and his natural talent was considered quite good. He should not have remained at Minor Accomplishment in the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage.

Qin Yan had puzzled over this for some time, thinking Wang Pan had made a mistake in his cultivation.

But after Wang Pan fought Qin Yan with only the cultivation of someone newly entered into the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage, Qin Yan no longer had that doubt.

The reason lay in Wang Pan's Robust Physique talent!

This talent meant that even without cultivating, Wang Pan would possess the strength of the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage once he reached adulthood!

The Strength to Lift a Cauldron and Drag Nine Bulls Backwards granted to Wang Pan by Robust Physique were no empty boasts.

However, after Wang Pan began practicing martial arts, his physical foundation far surpassed that of ordinary people. This meant that cultivating every realm took him more time than it did others!

There were gains and losses. Though the time required to cultivate each realm increased, Wang Pan could go further in every realm, drawing out even greater potential from his body!

That was why Wang Pan could exchange moves with Qin Yan despite having only just entered the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage!

If Wang Pan's combat experience had not been so lacking, it would have been hard to say who would have won a year and a half ago.

A year and a half had passed, and Wang Pan's strength had improved as well. He had now reached Minor Accomplishment in the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage.

At Wang Pan's cultivation speed, reaching Major Accomplishment in the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage and entering the Blood Exchange Realm would likely still take quite some time.

But now that he had this 380-year-old Tendon and Bone Strengthening Root, Wang Pan felt that he would only need half a month to reach Major Accomplishment in the Muscle and Tendon Changing Stage and break into the Blood Exchange Realm!

"Don't thank me. Your father traded for it for you."

"Not only did he fail to earn a single coin on this trip, he even lost 300,000 taels of silver."

Seeing how happy her son was, Mu Rong was moved as well, feeling that the silver had been well spent.