Lullaby

After placing Luo Dong on the bed, Bibi Dong slowly clenched her fist, feeling the surge of soul power within her body.

That power was more than a notch stronger than before, carrying an unprecedented sense of fullness as it circulated through her meridians.

A rare smile appeared on her face.

She then looked toward Luo Dong on the bed.

Luo Dong had just finished his bath and felt incredibly comfortable.

Wrapped tightly in a soft, dry towel, only his flushed little face was exposed.

Feeling Bibi Dong watching him, he immediately grinned, stretching his tiny hands out from the gaps in the towel and waving them wildly toward her, as if trying to grab at flowers.

His little fists were clenched tight, and his movements were completely erratic, yet they radiated an indescribable liveliness.

He made babbling sounds while waving his hands, his small face full of the satisfaction and comfort that followed a bath.

Watching those little hands waving toward her, the smile at the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth deepened.

She reached out to lift Luo Dong from the bed, laid him down carefully, and unwrapped the towel.

Some areas might not have been completely dried during his bath.

She picked up a soft, dry cloth and meticulously wiped the folds of his skin—under his neck, his armpits, and the creases of his thighs—once more.

Her movements were gentle and skillful, a vast improvement from the stiff, clumsy manner she had displayed during his first feeding.

Once finished, she wrapped him back up in a clean little blanket.

Luo Dong lay comfortably in his swaddling clothes and smiled at her again.

Bibi Dong reached out to brush a few strands of fine, soft Lanugo from his forehead, her fingertips inadvertently grazing his skin.

The Infant's skin was as tender as a peeled egg, and the warm, soft sensation that traveled from her fingertips made her pause for a moment.

Bibi Dong withdrew her hand and turned to look out the window.

The sky had darkened, and the bell tower in Martial Soul City tolled the evening chimes; it was already dusk.

Bibi Dong looked at Luo Dong.

The little guy had been full of energy just a moment ago, but now he began to let out tiny yawns.

He opened his mouth wide, revealing his pink gums, and after the yawn, his eyes squinted shut, looking as if sleepiness had overtaken him.

It seemed it was time for him to sleep.

Bibi Dong recalled what Nurse Zhou had said.

An Infant spent most of his time sleeping, but he never slept for long, waking up every one to two hours.

Eat, sleep, wake, eat—that was the entire rhythm of their lives.

Just as she was about to place Luo Dong on the bed to sleep, the system panel in her mind suddenly lit up.

[Daily Quest Triggered]

[Quest: Mother's Lullaby]

[Quest Details: Your child is well-fed and has had a lovely bath; it is time for him to sleep.

Sing a beautiful Lullaby with your gentle voice to soothe your child to sleep, allowing him to enter dreamland with peace and warmth.]

[Quest Reward: Special Cultivation Method--Soul Power Liquefaction Method]

[Note: A Soul Master's soul power is limited. After using a few Soul Skills, soul power is exhausted and requires a long time to recover.

Cultivating the Soul Power Liquefaction Method primarily allows you to open your Dantian.

It rapidly condenses soul power from its normal gaseous state into an incredibly pure liquid form, stored within your Dantian.

There is no upper limit to the storage of liquid soul power; the more you store, the deeper your cultivation and the greater your strength.

At the same time, the condensed Soul Power Liquid can gather in your chest and merge with your breast milk, nourishing your child's body during feeding and laying a perfect foundation for his future cultivation.]

Bibi Dong looked at the quest description on the panel, her gaze scanning line by line.

Singing.

Lullaby.

Her brows twitched slightly.

To be honest, she had never sung a Lullaby in her life.

After Qian Renxue was born, she hadn't even held her more than a few times, let alone sung to put her to sleep.

She had neither experience nor concept of such things.

It felt a bit strange.

However—it was worth a try.

She had already done the feeding and the bathing; what was there that she couldn't do?

To become stronger, all of this could be learned.

Moreover, the way the child had smiled at her earlier kept a certain part of her heart feeling soft, and singing to lull him to sleep didn't seem like something she would resist.

Then, she saw the contents of the rewards column.

Her gaze froze.

Special Soul Power Liquefaction Method, capable of opening the Dantian.

Her pupils constricted slightly as she read it word for word three times, grasping the specific details.

What is the greatest limitation for a Soul Master?

It is soul power. No matter what level of Soul Master you are, even a Titled Douluo, soul power has an upper limit.

In a single battle, after casting a few high-level Soul Skill, one's soul power will hit rock bottom.

Once soul power is exhausted, even the strongest Soul Master can only wait to be slaughtered.

And the recovery of soul power is extremely slow.

This is an iron law that all Soul Masters on the entire continent are unable to break.

But this method rapidly condenses soul power from a gaseous state into a liquid state, storing it in the opened Dantian.

This is equivalent to directly shattering this iron law.

If her soul power could be inexhaustible, she could cast Soul Skill without any restraint when facing enemies.

Then her actual combat power would far exceed her current level.

It would not even be impossible to challenge high-level Soul Masters across even more ranks.

Moreover, the density of this pure Soul Power Liquid far exceeds that of the gaseous state, and the power of the Soul Skill cast will also skyrocket accordingly.

This is even more terrifying than a simple increase in level.

Bibi Dong suppressed the surging excitement in her heart and continued reading.

The condensed Soul Power Liquid can also be integrated into breast milk, feeding it back to this child when nursing to help him build a solid physical foundation.

She looked at Luo Dong on the bed.

The Little Girl was looking at her with those eyes like black grapes, a carefree smile hanging on his small face.

He had sucked intently while feeding earlier, waved his hands at her happily after his bath, and was now quietly waiting for her to lull him to sleep.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and made her decision.

She sat down by the bed and reached out to scoop Luo Dong into her arms, blanket and all.

The little guy's body was soft and warm, leaning against her chest like a small furnace.

He looked up at her with his small face, making babbling sounds, and his little hands struggled out of the blanket to grab a strand of her hair that had fallen down, clutching it tightly.

Bibi Dong adjusted her hold, letting him lie in the crook of her arm in the most comfortable position.

Then she opened her mouth and began to hum.

Lullaby.

She only knew one Lullaby.

It was a tune her mother used to hum a long, long time ago, when she was still a Little Girl.

After her mother passed away, no one had ever sung to her again.

That tune had been sealed deep in her memory for too long, so long that she thought she had forgotten it.

But the moment her lips parted, that melody found its way back on its own.

It was a very simple ballad.

There were no lyrics, only a soft melody, like ripples stirred up when a gentle breeze brushes across the surface of a lake.

Her voice was very light and low, much softer than when she spoke normally, carrying a gentleness that even she found unfamiliar.

The singing was soft, yet steady.

Luo Dong lay in Bibi Dong's arms, listening to her gentle voice, feeling his whole body becoming light and airy.

Bibi Dong's singing could not be considered professional.

In some places, the pitch was slightly off, and in others, the rhythm sped up or slowed down.

But her voice was truly beautiful.

Stripped of its usual coldness, her voice had a clean and clear texture, like the sound of spring water flowing out from between rock crevices.

It was not flashy, nor did it show off technique, but it possessed a power that made one feel at ease to the very bone.

Luo Dong's eyelids grew heavier and heavier.