After their rigorous training, Chatty, Fatty, and Four Eyes hurriedly showered and set out to find their women. Fatty headed towards the gymnasium, where Lily was immersed in her gymnastic training. Four Eyes made his way to the alchemy room to find Ling Li. Meanwhile, Chatty went in search of Pharsa.

Pharsa, who was with Mushu guarding the alchemy room, saw Chatty approaching. Her brows furrowed as conflicting emotions swirled within her. Despite the short time she had known Chatty, she was acutely aware of his feelings for her. 'However, I am not ready for a relationship,' Pharsa thought. Her lifelong promise to protect Ling Li left no room for distractions. 'Plus, with Ling Li pregnant and the triplets coming, I have more responsibility than ever.'

Deep in thought, Pharsa was distracted by Chatty's cheerful voice. "Honey, what's wrong? Your brows are almost knitted together. Did you miss me?" Chatty called out happily as he pulled Pharsa to his side.

Startled, Pharsa pushed him away. "Who wants to miss you?" she retorted, trying to maintain her composure.

Mushu, who had been observing the exchange, couldn't bear to witness the playful banter and turned away, muttering, "I'll be forced to eat dog food at this rate."

"Bring Murphy to 'Cannonball' and let them form a bond," Mushu instructed Pharsa.

"Who is Cannonball?" Chatty asked, curiosity piqued.

"Follow me," Pharsa said, leading Chatty to another annex not far from the alchemy room. When they arrived, she instructed, "Stay here and wait for me." She entered the door, leaving Chatty wondering, 'What's inside this building that I can't go in?'

After five minutes, Pharsa emerged, carrying an enigmatic creature around her neck. "That... that..." Chatty stammered, eyes wide with surprise.

Pharsa almost laughed out loud. "This is Cannonball. Madam said to endorse him to you, and from now on, he will be yours to cultivate with. Cannonball, this is your Master, Murphy," Pharsa said as she handed the Enfield to Chatty.

Chatty, still recovering from the shock, felt the Enfield wrap itself comfortably around his neck. The creature began to sniff and lick his neck as if trying to know him well.

"Cannonball was rescued by Madam from an evil practitioner and brought home. He's been training rigorously with other trainees, and his cultivation has reached core formation, the fourth level," Pharsa explained. "When you returned from the Mystic Mountain with the animal telepathy, she decided to give Cannonball to you. With him around, your cultivation and breakthrough can be faster."

"Master has animal telepathy? So he can hear and understand me?" Cannonball asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

Chatty, finally snapping back to reality, was satisfied to be called "Master" by Cannonball. "Yes, your Master can hear you," Chatty smugly replied, rubbing the Enfield's little head.

"Master, it is my pleasure to be by your side to serve you," the Enfield said happily, giving Chatty's neck another lick.

"Rule number one, no licking," Chatty declared, wiping his neck.

"Master, I only want to show you my gratitude," Cannonball said, sounding aggrieved.

"This is the only way they express their happiness and appreciation to their master. Do you have to be so stingy?" Pharsa explained with a hint of amusement.

"Oh, then, can I show my happiness this way to you too?" Chatty asked sheepishly, pulling Pharsa close and burying his face in her neck.

Chatty's unexpected hooligan move stunned Pharsa. "You!"

"Honey, I only want to show you my happiness and gratitude," Chatty said sheepishly.

"You! Are you Cannonball? Are you a beast? An animal?" Pharsa reprimanded.

"I'm very much willing to be one as long as I'm allowed to lick your neck!" Chatty shamelessly replied, giving Pharsa another kiss on her neck.

"Ah! I don't know what to do with your shamelessness!" Pharsa exclaimed angrily as she hurriedly walked away, leaving Chatty with a silly smile on his face.

"Master, is Miss your girlfriend?" Cannonball asked.

"What do you think? Isn't my girlfriend pretty?" Chatty asked smugly.

"Miss is truly pretty but also very powerful," Cannonball replied.

"Powerful? Have you seen how powerful she is?" Chatty asked.

"Of course, I've seen how powerful Miss is. She's one of our mentors. She could crash a mountain in half with a single strike! Miss is one step to level 5, the Nascent Soul, also known as Heavenly Realm. Miss already has a Nascent Soul that resides in her and grants her immense power. As a beast, basically speaking, despite her being one level ahead of me, I should be stronger than her; however, this is not the case with Miss," Cannonball explained. "So, Master, you have to work harder; I'll also help you."

Upon hearing how powerful Pharsa was, Chatty couldn't help but shiver and swallow nervously.

"Okay, it's a deal. Your Master will be good to you, and you help me level up my cultivation," Chatty said as he began to walk back to the mansion. Knowing Pharsa had to be with Ling Li, he decided to meditate.

"Sure, Master, I will be happy to serve you!" Cannonball replied merrily and gave Chatty's neck a very long lick, making Chatty's face turn black with frustration.

Fatty sat on the edge of the bleachers, his fingers clenching the metal edge as he watched Lily execute her routine on the balance beam. Each move she made caused his heart to lurch; the sight of her performing a back handspring to layout step-out, followed by a side aerial, left him on the verge of panic. When she finished with a triple twist dismount, he nearly sprang from his seat, his instinct to protect her overpowering. But one stern glance from Coach Carlos rooted him in place, his uneasiness evident in his tight posture. Unable to do anything but watch, Fatty gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm.

Fatty had seen Lily's rigorous training on the uneven bars and floor exercises and had grown accustomed to her routines. But today was different; it was his first time witnessing her on the balance beam. The narrow strip of wood seemed impossibly high and unforgiving, and the danger of her falling haunted his every thought. Each time she teetered, his breath caught in his throat.

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