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Is it fake to be determined to exercise?
Of course, it's real.
Is walking three laps in the backyard considered exercise?
Come on, at just five years old, if the exercise is too intense, it could affect physical development, and that would be counterproductive.
This way of exercising made Ouyang Zixin's father laugh, but she was very persistent. Although the backyard wasn't large, it wasn't small either; one lap was about 1.5 kilometers in modern terms, so three laps amounted to 4.5 kilometers. For a pampered five-year-old, maintaining this daily walking routine was already quite impressive. In earlier times, a five-year-old child would just play with toys in kindergarten, have some snacks, take a nap, and then go home.
Even though Ouyang Hao looked down on Ouyang Zixin's way of exercising, he felt very pleased to see his daughter finally putting effort into strengthening her body. After finishing his official duties each day, he would return home to discuss with his beloved wife how to supplement their daughter’s nutrition; after all, a good foundation would be more beneficial for her future training.
If others can wear something impressive, why can't I bring something powerful along too? When they arrive, they either possess incredible skills or come with secret weapons. I have nothing at all and have been wearing this since birth...
In Yuexin Pavilion, Ouyang Zixin sighed while stretching her muscles.
Indeed, different people have different fates. Thinking about those who become spies or the skilled female leads in medical dramas, here I am as a small reporter who can only say thank you for my assignment. Why has heaven favored me so much to allow me to travel through time? Others are thriving while I am struggling to exercise; does the gap really have to be this wide?
"Truly, comparing goods makes one throw away the inferior; comparing people makes one die! Ah..."
"Miss, Miss, you..." Liu Ying and Liu Lu, waiting outside the door, were startled by the mention of throwing and dying and hurriedly pushed the door open.
The two saw Ouyang Zixin standing in the room with one foot on the ground and the other hanging in a fabric loop from the beam.
"Miss, you scared me to death! What do you mean by dying..." Seeing that Ouyang Zixin was fine, Liu Ying scolded her gently. "It's late at night; please behave yourself. I know you don't like exercising..."
"Be quiet!"
With Ouyang Zixin's shout, Liu Ying and Liu Lu immediately fell silent. Although they were forced to submit to someone's authority, it didn't stop them from looking at Ouyang Zixin with disapproval.
"Why are you just standing there? Come over and help me down; I need to switch feet."
"Yes." With that, the two of them stepped forward to lower Ouyang Zixin's foot, while one person helped her steady herself and the other placed her other foot into the fabric loop.
"Alright, you can go now." Ouyang Zixin didn't like having two bothersome Girls watching her when she was trying to stand independently, so she shooed them away without hesitation.
Only ten days remained until the Mystical Energy Test. Whether she would soar or fall would depend on the results that day. Her last-minute cramming approach was unlikely to yield any significant effects; it was probably just a means of self-comfort, and even that comfort was hardly noticeable.
As Ouyang Zixin pondered this, she couldn't help but smile wryly.
They say life is like that; if you can't resist, then just close your eyes and enjoy it...
Thus, a certain someone closed her eyes and fell asleep while standing. She remained oblivious until two maidservants came in and carried her to bed.
Days passed by like water, and soon it was the day of the Mystical Energy Test.
On this day, the entire Capital of the Departed Nation was bustling with people. Families with any semblance of power sent their suitable descendants to participate in the Mystical Energy Test. The inns and Teahouses were particularly lively, with spectators outnumbering those taking the test.
"It's that time of year again for the test. This year seems more lively than usual."
"Of course! This year isn't just about the test; it's also the once-in-a-century Fortune Day. How could it not be bustling?" A young man in green sat in a Teahouse with his companion, stretching his neck to look outside.
"Young brother, we all know about the test day, but what is this once-in-a-century Fortune Day?" A burly man sitting nearby leaned in to ask.
"You may not know this, but every year there are children of appropriate age participating in the test. However, every hundred years, besides the Mystical Energy Test, there is said to be a secret realm that opens." The young man shared without reservation upon hearing the question.
The so-called secret realm was not something outsiders could peek into. It was said to appear once every hundred years, yet no one knew where it opened. Originally unknown to many, the chances of selected children reappearing on this continent were slim; most simply vanished. Some said they went to another world, while others speculated that the trials within the secret realm were too perilous, leading many to perish inside.
The history was too distant; how many had returned from the secret realm was beyond verification. Nowadays, those who emerged from it were truly renowned across the continent.
"I heard that Master Rong Yi was chosen for the secret realm back in the day. Unfortunately, those who entered never knew how they got in. As for what happened after they came out..."
"What's going to happen after we come out?" Such news is not something just anyone can hear, and the people in the Teahouse had already gathered around.
"Think about Master Rong Yi, what an extraordinary talent he is. Is there really any need to say more? This secret realm, it's Fortune Day; whether one can enjoy such a Fortune Day depends entirely on one's own luck," said the man in blue with a tone full of envy. Yet, deep down, he understood that some things and some people are truly beyond mere admiration.
"Then, if this secret realm is so impressive, why don't those big families send people to seek it out? If they could send a few more disciples in, wouldn't their strength increase significantly?"
"Exactly! Just imagine, if a family had a few more individuals like Master Rong Yi..."
The people in the Teahouse began to chatter excitedly, but the man in blue stopped speaking, merely shaking his head with a smile as he continued to drink tea with his friend.
Indeed, ordinary people's lives only require a bit of conversation material to let their imaginations run wild. Seeking secret realms? Sending disciples in to strengthen big families?
Ha, what a fanciful thought.
While people were passionately discussing Gossip, Ouyang Zixin had already finished her grooming and stepped into the carriage outside the mansion, rumbling towards a Solitary Mountain three miles outside the imperial capital.
As a young lady from a prominent family, Ouyang Zixin had never been out before; this was her first time. Although she sat in the carriage, she couldn't suppress her excitement and occasionally lifted the curtain to peek outside, marveling at how crowded every capital city seemed to be.
It wasn't until the carriage passed through the city gates and gradually headed towards the outskirts that Ouyang Zixin finally let down the curtain and stopped peeking outside.
Uh-oh, it was only then that she remembered her mother was also sitting in the carriage...
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