The afternoon after the twins' grand third birthday bash erupted into an exhilarating whirlwind of chaos.
Though the cake crumbs had vanished,
and the wildflower crowns had long wilted,
the mayhem had merely transformed.
✨ **The Epic Clash: Tang Hao vs The Twin Menaces**
Tang Hao's eyes gleamed with mischief as he spotted Tang Yan and Tang San scheming near the berry bushes.
Suddenly, their eyes locked.
They bolted—
and the chase was on!
Tang Hao, his grin fierce and triumphant: "You can run, but you can't hide!"
Tang Yan, bursting with glee: "Long live freedom!"
Tang San, nodding seriously: "Retreat strategy Omega!"
The pursuit thundered across the fields,
with Bi Ji's laughter echoing,
the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm buzzing sarcastically above,
and the Three-Headed Mastiff barking wildly at… nothing at all.
At last, Tang Hao pounced, capturing both troublemakers under his arms, wriggling like squirming sacks of potatoes.
Tang Hao, stern yet amused: "Training starts tomorrow."
✨ **Family Warmth After the Storm**
That evening, the family gathered together, basking in the fiery orange glow of the sunset.
Ah Yin cradled Tang San tenderly,
while Bi Ji lovingly rocked a drowsy Tang Yan in her lap.
The atmosphere was serene,
with the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm spinning lazy loops above,
and the Three-Headed Mastiff blissfully snoring away.
The world was quiet—utterly perfect.
✨ **Training Day: The Foundation of Greatness**
The next morning, true to his word, Tang Hao initiated the twins' training with fervor.
📚 **Training Routine: A Thrilling 300-Word Breakdown**
First came body tempering:
they sprinted short distances with weights strapped to their ankles.
Tiny leather bags filled with pebbles weighed down Tang Yan and Tang San,
and they stumbled and tumbled headfirst into the dirt—but each fall only made them stronger.
Next up were reaction drills:
Tang Hao unleashed small spirit fruits toward them at unpredictable angles and speeds.
Tang San, with fierce determination, focused intently, while Tang Yan pranced and laughed,
missing half of the fruits but cheering all the while!
Finally, they tackled basic spiritual focus:
sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, feeling the energy buzzing around them.
Bi Ji guided their breathing, and the Mastiff, proud as a king, sat beside them, drooling like it was "meditation."
It was a whirlwind of effort, filled with playful tumbles and hilariously chaotic pie-launching levels of mayhem.
But a solid foundation was being laid.
They trained, they laughed, they competed—
and, perhaps unknowingly, they grew.
✨ **Tang Yan's Burgeoning Impatience**
Later that day, hidden behind their house, Tang Yan sat cross-legged, a frown creasing his brow.
I'm too slow.
I want strength… speed…
Thus began a new adventure!
✨ **The Legendary 600-Word Showdown: Tang Yan vs System**
Tang Yan (grumbling inwardly): "System! Help me train faster!"
System (lounge-chair nonchalance): "Why rush, young padawan? Embrace your inner turtle."
Tang Yan (pissed off): "Stop trolling! Give me real advice!"
System (wiping faux tears): "Host has hurt my delicate feelings! Trauma Level: 99!"
Tang Yan (through gritted teeth): "Just give me a break!"
System (mocking lecture): "Did you know impatience leads to… premature balding?"
Tang Yan (facepalming mentally): "Can you cut the jokes already?!"
System (mock salute): "Fine! Here's top-secret ancient wisdom!"
Tang Yan (eager): "Really?"
System (grinning deviously): "Work harder."
Tang Yan (internally screaming): "I swear, I'm uninstalling you!"
System (rolling with laughter): "Host threatens his life support—delicious irony!"
Tang Yan (fuming): "Aren't you supposed to help me?"
System (mock-serious): "Helping you find inner patience is also help."
Tang Yan (whispering desperately): "You're the worst."
After what felt like eons of comedic banter, absurd "Error 404 Advice Not Found" notifications,
and snarky remarks about Tang Yan's "baby-sized muscles" and "world record for slowest spirit growth,"
Tang Yan finally hit a boiling point.
Tang Yan (earnest): "SYSTEM. Real advice. Please."
The System blinked, then adopted a rare serious tone:
System (earnestly): "Create a training method that awakens and strengthens your bloodline."
Tang Yan froze.
Those words lit a wildfire within him.
"Not just stimulate."
"Strengthen. Evolve."
"Make my bloodline grow alongside me."
The idea took root—
No passive waiting,
No blind cultivation.
Actively forging his bloodline stronger!
✨ **A New Dream Ignites**
Tang Yan's small fists clenched in resolve.
His spirit blazed with fierce determination.
The road ahead would be tough,
the trials relentless.
But for the first time,
he could truly shout:
"This path… is my own!"
🌑 **To be continued...**