Golden wheat swayed in the wind, a golden sea undulating beneath an endless blue sky. In the heart of Holy Soul Village, two tiny figures darted across the fields, wild and free, like miniature tornadoes of mischief and laughter.
✨ **Training Hidden Beneath Play**
To the untrained eye, Tang Yan was just a little rascal, a mischievous baby whose antics were the talk of the playground. With a cheeky grin, he tugged at Bi Ji's hair, executed stealthy maneuvers to hide Ah Yin's cooking pots, and flung mud pies with the finesse of a professional catapult right onto Tang San's unsuspecting back. But beneath the chaos of his pranks, a genius was brewing.
For within the confines of his mind, Tang Yan was engaged in an epic quest: mastering the crude Synchronization Method he had begun to carve out for himself. With each breath, he orchestrated precise rhythms, directing spiritual threads to dance through his tiny body, strengthening the bond between his soul and flesh.
Meanwhile, The System lounged in his soul world like a sloth on a hammock, tossing out snide remarks like confetti at a parade:
[**Host operating at a staggering 0.3% efficiency! Truly an inspiration to sleeping pandas everywhere!**]
Tang Yan gritted his teeth, flames of determination flickering in his eyes. One day soon, he would rise like a phoenix—or at least like a mildly competent panda.
The System yawned extravagantly:
[**Host's progress forecast: Will reach 70% by the time pigs learn to fly! Congrats in advance!**]
Anyone else might have quaked in the face of such mockery, but not Tang Yan. His spirit was as unyielding as his tiny frame.
✨ **9 Legendary Exchanges: Tang Yan vs Tianmeng Bug**
One afternoon, as the sun filtered through the leaves, Tang Yan settled cross-legged under a shady tree, a serene oasis of misguided ambition. Suddenly, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, glittering in all his bug glory, flopped onto Tang Yan's lap, setting the stage for legendary banter.
Tang Yan, a notorious instigator, couldn't resist.
"So, Grandpa Bug," he began with a mischievous grin, "I heard you're almost a million years old. How's retirement life?"
Tianmeng, indignant and somewhat flustered, wobbled in protest. "I am not THAT old! I am youthful and full of energy!"
"Ah, yes. So youthful you napped through history," Tang Yan shot back, stifling laughter.
"Sleep is cultivation! Your tiny brain wouldn't understand!" Tianmeng buzzed, sounding like a caffeinated wasp.
Tang Yan giggled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe I should wrap you in silk and sell you as a limited-edition accessory?"
"Blasphemy! I am a handsome spiritual beast! Limited edition, albeit an exquisite one!" Tianmeng exclaimed, horror creeping into his voice.
"Limited… like expired milk?" Tang Yan pondered out loud, at which point Tianmeng wheezed dramatically. "This brat! No respect for his elders!"
"At least you're cute enough to be my pet," Tang Yan smirked, eyes dancing with mischief.
"Pet?! I am your elder advisor!" Tianmeng scolded, but it lacked any real force.
Tang Yan couldn't resist one last jab. "Elder Advisor to the Baby Emperor, huh? Living the dream!"
"I'd rather be a frozen dumpling…" Tianmeng muttered, defeated.
Nearby, the Three-Headed Mastiff rolled in laughter, while Bi Ji chuckled, hands busy preparing herbs. Meanwhile, The System chimed in with a headline straight out of a meme factory:
[**Breaking News: Host successfully bullies a million-year-old bug into an existential crisis! New Record Unlocked!**]
With a puffed chest, Tang Yan took a mock bow. Even defeated, Tianmeng flopped dramatically onto his back, surrendering to laughter.
✨ **Secret Progress in Synchronization**
Underneath all this hilarity, Tang Yan was growing in ways no one could see. Inside his soul, spiritual flows started to stabilize, and energy wastage plummeted by a whopping 7%. His connection to soul resonance? It slightly increased, inching his synchronization upward: from 54% to 57%.
Small steps, sure, but solid steps. Each little victory laid bricks on a foundation stronger than steel. The System, now shedding faux tears in a comedic performance worthy of an Oscar, sobbed dramatically:
[**Our little Host is evolving! From "Baby Menace" to "Baby Semi-Competent!" Pride Level: Medium-Rare!**]
Tang Yan smirked, his spirit unshaken. He may have been small and silly, but every prank, every breath, every stubborn heartbeat was part of a grand design—his journey to becoming truly formidable.
✨ **Glimpses of the Future**
As twilight painted the world in shades of orange and gold, Tang Hao and Ah Yin sat back, watching their twins frolic with a mix of pride and exasperation. Bi Ji smiled softly from the porch, while the Three-Headed Mastiff heroically gnawed on a stick, his drool contributing to the village greenery.
And there was Tianmeng, snoozing for the thousandth time, the occasional twitch of his antennae a testament to his ongoing battle with dreams of grandeur. Yet, unseen by all, deep within Tang Yan's vibrant soul, an invisible flame burned hotter, growing steadily brighter with each day.
One day, that flame would ignite into a blazing star—one that not even the most annoying System could ignore.
🌑 **To be continued...**