Just like that, A Yin settled down in Ling Ze's home.
The next morning, while Ling Ze was still sleeping, A Yin had already prepared breakfast. She went to get Ling Ze for breakfast, and upon entering his room and seeing that he was already up, A Yin's heart ached for him. She had been in the Human World for eleven years and had seen many people and many children Ling Ze's age, but none of those children didn't sleep in during the morning.
It is absolutely true that children from poor families grow up early. In fact, A Yin had misunderstood Ling Ze; it wasn't that he didn't want to stay in bed, but rather he thought about how ordinary his parents' Martial Souls were. If he awakened the same Martial Soul as them, how could he lead a comfortable life?
Since he had transmigrated, it would be a waste of his status as a Transmigrator if he didn't leave a mark on the continent. Which of those transmigrated protagonists wasn't famous in the Soul Land and eventually reached its peak?
He had transmigrated, yet he still didn't know if he had a Golden Finger or when the system would arrive. Ling Ze had read many Soul Land fanfics, and in many of them, the system arrived a few days before the plot began. Ling Ze felt he couldn't afford to gamble; if the system never came or if there wasn't one at all, what would he do then?
Therefore, getting up early to exercise was a must. Ling Ze was a very cautious person. Even in his original world, he was very rigorous in everything he did. Ling Ze felt that he should have a Golden Finger too; didn't they say all Transmigrators have systems? At least, that was how he comforted himself.
If his physical fitness improved, wouldn't he be able to absorb spirit rings with higher age limits? That way, he might be able to cultivate to become a Soul King or even a Soul Emperor. He didn't even dare to hope for Soul Sage; there were so many experts on the continent, and every single one of them had a top-tier Martial Soul, whereas his parents' Martial Souls were only mid-tier.
A Yin walked over, took Xiao Ze's small hand, and said, "Xiao Ze is so good, not sleeping in and getting up so early. You're the most diligent child Big Sister has ever seen. Come on, Big Sister will take you to have breakfast."
After breakfast, Ling Ze said, "Sister A Yin, can you teach me about Soul Masters? I really look forward to becoming one."
A Yin said, "Xiao Ze, you really are different from other children. What three-year-old likes to study?"
Hearing A Yin say this, Ling Ze was startled, thinking she had realized he was a Transmigrator. On second thought, he felt it was impossible—how could A Yin tell? It must be that his behavior was too mature. After all, even if children from poor families grew up early, how could a three-year-old be this mature? It seemed he would have to be more careful in the future.
A Yin added, "I've never taught anyone before either. Let me start by telling you about Soul Beasts. Soul Beasts are divided into plant-type and animal-type. There are many kinds of Soul Beasts. First, I'll teach you how to identify the age of a Soul Beast..."
After listening for a long while, Ling Ze understood the basics, but as for how to identify them, he was completely lost. It wasn't that he wasn't listening carefully, but A Yin would just say the name of a Soul Beast and start teaching him how to identify it. Having never seen them, he really had no idea what they looked like.
As A Yin spoke, she began to realize that Ling Ze certainly wouldn't understand this way. So she said, "Xiao Ze, I'm sorry. I forgot you're still young and definitely don't know any Soul Beasts. Teaching you like this must be confusing. Later, I'll go out and find some books with Soul Beast illustrations for you, and then I'll teach you again, okay?"
Ling Ze quickly said, "Big Sister, we're family now. You don't need to say sorry."
A Yin had always been alone, and hearing this moved her deeply. She then gave Ling Ze a kiss on the cheek.
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