The soft clang of hammer meeting iron resonated through the quiet clearing just outside Nuoding Academy. It wasn't a bustling scene filled with spectators; instead, it was just two silhouettes—twin brothers—dedicated to pushing their limits, lost in their training.
Year two had begun.
1. The Weight of Progress
Tang Yan and Tang San stood at the base of the hill near their training platform, each clad in their newly upgraded forged gear—bracers, anklets, and reinforced body armor now weighed 50% more than the previous year.
Tang Yan flexed, a hint of determination in his voice. "If it doesn't push your limits, are you really cultivating?"
System: "Host's philosophy: embracing both training and challenge."
Tianmeng Bug: "You're turning pain into an art form. Well done."
Their training had become a way of life, even sleeping in the gear was standard practice now. Rest and movement flowed into one another, creating an endless cycle of body forging.
2. Chaos Clock Hammer – Evolution of Precision
On a breezy morning, Tang San carefully unrolled a scroll left by Tang Hao. It contained the advanced movements of the Chaos Clock Hammer Technique—an opportunity to strive for the legendary 81-strike resonance.
With unwavering focus, Tang San pursued the method, each strike resonating with precision, like the harmonious tolling of a temple bell.
Meanwhile, Tang Yan embraced an improvisational style, syncing his strikes rhythmically with the surrounding energy, drawing in the pulse of the void as he hammered away.
Together, they trained hard, sweat mingling with their soul power, as the sounds of their strikes echoed like distant thunder.
Tang Yan proudly completed 48 consecutive strikes, while Tang San achieved 47 with remarkable accuracy. They both collapsed at the end, muscles twitching with fatigue.
Tang San smiled, panting, "We're getting closer."
Tang Yan chuckled, "And I think those iron blocks are starting to fear us."
3. Martial Soul Harmony
Under the gentle guidance of Gu Yuena and Ah Yin, the twins entered sessions of soul-weapon synchronization.
As Tang San wielded his Blue Silver Grass Spear, it seemed to come alive, bending and twisting in harmony with the elemental feedback and the terrain's resistance.
Meanwhile, Tang Yan's Blue Gold Warlord Trident pulsated energetically, adapting to fluctuations like the rise and fall of ocean waves.
They worked on activating latent soul skills and layering soul rings, learning to switch and stack their control-attack attributes seamlessly.
Gu Yuena encouraged them, "Let your souls move with your weapons. You don't simply wield them; they embrace you in their dance."
4. Void Resonance Deepens
That night, beneath a blanket of shimmering stars, Tang Yan settled cross-legged, his spirit immersed in the Xu Void.
His soul sea flowed gently, pushing the limits of his mental and void synchronization. The Xu Void felt alive, like a comforting second heart.
Each breath drew in primordial heavenly energy, intertwining beautifully with his attributes.
System: "Energy draw stable. Resonance has surpassed planetary bounds."
Tianmeng commented playfully, "He's drawing in soul power like it's nothing. That doesn't seem fair."
With each passing second, his inner world blossomed expansively.
5. Bi Ji's Visit — The Maid's Worry
Bi Ji arrived in a gentle swirl of light, immediately noticing Tang Yan, who appeared half-conscious and swaying after an intense muscle reinforcement exercise.
Concern flooded her voice as she rushed to him. "What are you doing?! You've overdone it!"
Tang Yan managed a weak grin, teasing, "You're my maid, remember? You'll always fix me."
Her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and fondness. "You're impossible!"
He gestured weakly, "Gu Yuena approved it."
Bi Ji sighed, though a smile tugged at her lips. "You exhausting brat…"
Nonetheless, she took care of him, all while muttering softly, leaving behind a pouch of precious spirit herbs for his recovery.
6. The Spar of Equals
As midnight fell, two brothers faced one another in the moonlight, focused and ready.
Tang Yan's trident met Tang San's spear with a vibrant clash. Their soul bones and soul rings danced to life, illuminating the clearing in shades of gold, green, and blue.
Neither held back, nearing their limits yet feeling an unspoken bond of support in their spar.
At day's end, they fell back onto the grass, breathless and smiling.
Tang Yan teased, "Still think you can beat me?"
Tang San chuckled, "No. But I won't stop trying."
7. System Alert: Something New Begins
Suddenly, a warmth enveloped Tang Yan as the system chimed with an alert.
"Next Authority Level unlocked: [Soul-Body Attribute Mapping Unlocked]. Begin Trial Protocols?"
His eyes narrowed thoughtfully, and a hopeful smile spread across his face.
"Bring it on."The rusted clang of hammer meeting iron once again echoed through the secluded clearing outside Nuoding Academy. There was no crowd, no audience. Only two silhouettes—twin brothers—pushing their limits with every breath.
Year two had begun.
1. The Weight of Progress
Tang Yan and Tang San stood at the base of the hill near their training platform, both clad in version 2.0 forged gear—bracers, anklets, and reinforced body armor now weighted 50% heavier than the previous year.
Tang Yan flexed. "If it doesn't break your bones, are you even cultivating?"
System:"Host's philosophy: between training and torture, pick both."
Tianmeng Bug:"You're redefining pain with elegance. Bravo."
Even sleeping in the gear was now standard. Rest and movement were just phases of a continuous body-forging loop.
2. Chaos Clock Hammer – Evolution of Precision
On a windswept morning, Tang San unrolled a scroll left by Tang Hao. In it were the advanced movements of the Chaos Clock Hammer Technique—the path to reach the mythical 81-strike resonance.
Tang San pursued the method with mechanical perfection, every blow like a chime in a temple bell.
Tang Yan, on the other hand, moved with improvisational flow—syncing his strikes to the rhythm of the void, drawing in wave pulses as he hammered.
They trained together, sweat and soul power dripping from their bodies, the strikes echoing like thunder in a storm.
Tang Yan reached 48 consecutive strikes.
Tang San stabilized at 47, but with near-perfect trajectory.
Both collapsed at the end, muscles spasming.
Tang San: "We're getting closer."
Tang Yan: "And the iron blocks are scared."
3. Martial Soul Harmony
Under the joint guidance of Gu Yuena and Ah Yin, the twins entered soul-weapon synchronization sessions.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Spear began to bend, twist, and reform mid-use, adapting to elemental feedback and terrain resistance.
Tang Yan's Blue Gold Warlord Trident pulsed like a living creature—he learned to adjust pressure and draw power in surges like tidal waves.
They also practiced latent soul skill activation and soul ring layering, especially on how to switch and stack control-attack-attribute emphasis without full release.
Gu Yuena: "Your souls must dance with your weapons. You don't wield them. They wield you."
4. Void Resonance Deepens
That night, Tang Yan sat cross-legged beneath the stars, his mind immersed in the Xu Void.
His soul sea rippled as he pushed the limits of his mental and void synchronization. The Xu Void pulsed gently, like a second heart.
Each breath drew in the primordial heavenly energy, now subtly harmonized with his attributes.
System:"Energy draw stable. Resonance has exceeded planetary bounds."
Tianmeng:"He's inhaling soul power like it's morning mist. This isn't fair."
With each second, his inner world expanded.
5. Bi Ji's Visit — The Maid's Worry
Bi Ji descended in a breeze of light, only to find Tang Yan half-conscious, swaying after finishing a new muscle reinforcement form.
She rushed over. "What are you doing?! You over-pumped your spine meridian!"
Tang Yan grinned weakly. "You're my maid, remember? You'll always fix me."
She flushed. "You—! Stop saying that!"
He gestured lazily. "Gu Yuena approved."
Bi Ji: "You exhausting brat…"
She still healed him, sighing the entire time, and left a pouch of rare spirit herbs behind.
6. The Spar of Equals
Midnight.
Two brothers faced off, armored and focused.
Tang Yan's trident clashed with Tang San's spear. Their soul bones and soul rings flared to life.
Power met control. Chaos met precision.
The clearing was lit with gold, green, and blue.
They didn't hold back—and they didn't need to.
At the end, both fell back onto the grass, gasping.
Tang Yan: "Still think you can beat me?"
Tang San (smiling): "No. But I'm not stopping."
7. System Alert: Something New Begins
System Alert:
"Next Authority Level unlocked: [Soul-Body Attribute Mapping Unlocked]. Begin Trial Protocols?"
Tang Yan's eyes narrowed, and a faint smile spread across his lips.
"Bring it on."
End of Chapter 69