The sun danced over the horizon, rising and setting countless times above the quaint little house perched at the border of Holy Soul Village, where life thrived in vibrant hues. Within its snug walls, two tiny figures dedicated themselves day after day to rigorous training, their laughter weaving harmoniously with the gusty winds that accompanied their spirited battles. Two years slipped by like whispers, cradled by the tender watch of family, friends, and their cheeky pranks, yet beneath the surface, a tempest brewed quietly.
✨ Unseen Growth
Amid the innocent squabbles and carefree smiles, a silent storm of transformation was unfolding. The synchronization of their bodies and souls was nearing its apex:
**Tang Yan's Synchronization:** from a mere 65% to a remarkable 98%.
**Tang San's Synchronization:** a leap from 78% to a staggering 99%.
Every muscle, nerve, and heartbeat now pulsated in exquisite harmony, an unbreakable rhythm of potential. But beyond the physical, a profound fusion stirred deep within Tang Yan's blood—a blend of ancient legacies represented by Gu Yuena and Di Tian. The ghostly remnants of the Dragon God bloodline entwined with the ferocious essence of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, birthing something extraordinary.
Neither wholly dragon nor purely beast, but a magnificent hybrid—a rare bloodline teeming with both sage wisdom and formidable strength. Unseen by its host yet ever observant, the System quietly logged this anomaly with unyielding vigilance:
**System Log:**
*"[Host's bloodline anomaly detected. Unknown evolution route. Monitoring silently.]"*
Oblivious, Tang Yan carried on with his daily mischief, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing within.
✨ Breakthroughs
Through sweat-soaked days and relentless tricks, the twins surged forward in their development:
**Tang Yan's Soul Power:** Breakthrough to Level 18.
**Tang San's Soul Power:** Ascended steadily to Level 15.
Their spiritual strength soared, far surpassing what their soul power indicated, but the limits of their youthful frames still tethered their monstrous potential.
**System (teasing gently):**
*"Host! Congratulations! You've transformed from a semi-competent squirrel into a fierce little dragon cub!"*
Tang Yan's smirk widened, his mind wholly preoccupied with plotting his next prank.
✨ Tang San's Quiet Frustration
Not everything, however, was sunshine and laughter. Beneath a blanket of shimmering stars, Tang San found himself alone behind the house, his small fists clenched tightly in his lap, brows knit in deep concentration.
*"Why...?"* A whisper of desperation colored his thoughts.
*"Why can't I advance faster? Why is the Xuan Tian Gong technique so sluggish?"*
Level 1 had come to him like a gentle breeze, but now, as he grappled with the oppressive weight of reaching Level 2, he could feel an internal battle brewing—a wild energy squirming restlessly within, yearning to break free.
*"Is it because this world's energy is different...? Am I not strong enough...?"* His frustration bubbled over, and he bit his lip, oblivious to the shadow that watched him from above—Tang Yan, perched casually on the rooftop, wearing a knowing grin.
**System (mocking whisper):**
*"Host, Big Bro is wallowing in despair. Maybe toss him a consolation cookie?"*
Tang Yan snorted, suppressing a chuckle.
✨ Tang Yan's Secret Work
Deep down, he understood the reality. The techniques from Tang San's past life—like the Xuan Tian Gong—required refinement to adapt to the new world's energies. While his brother wallowed in self-doubt, Tang Yan took it upon himself to rewrite these methods, meticulously tweaking, modifying, and upgrading them in silence—all while maintaining the façade of struggling alongside his big brother.
**System (teasing loudly):**
*"Host Secret Skill Unlocked: Behind-the-Scenes Genius! Now with extra smugness included!"*
Ignoring the playful banter, Tang Yan whistled a merry tune to himself.
✨ Preparation for the Birthday Party
In the heart of the little house, a whirlwind of excitement erupted. The air hummed with anticipation as Tang Hao wielded his tools, hammering wooden boards with hands built from strength and toil. Ah Yin adorned the courtyard with delicate vines and shimmering silver flowers, while Bi Ji orchestrated a bustling assembly of the Tianmeng Bug and the Three-headed Dog Mastiff like a pint-sized general at the helm.
Tomorrow, the twins would celebrate their sixth birthday, and the adults poured their hearts into preparations. Colorful streamers fluttered against the gentle breeze, stretching playfully across the small backyard. Barrels overflowing with sweet juice and towering mountains of delectable desserts beckoned eagerly from the tables, while simple gifts—wrapped in crinkled papers—awaited their moment of unveiling near the walls. Even the usually obstinate Tianmeng Bug donned a tiny bowtie (albeit under protest), and the Three-headed Dog Mastiff sported comically oversized party hats atop each of its three heads.
**System (sobbing dramatically):**
*"Host! You are now officially a semi-mature bug! Party hard! Get drunk on milk!"*
With a radiant smile illuminating his face, Tang Yan soaked in the warmth, safety, and happiness that enveloped him. And deep within, he felt the thrill of new adventures waiting just around the corner.
🌑 **To be continued...**