After the giant spirit chicken flew away, Rosie lay on the ground, panting like she had just run a race against a cheetah. Her pink hair was all messy, and her cheeks were flushed from the excitement and fear. But her stubborn spirit was alive and kicking. She knew this was only the beginning of her journey.
"Starry Seed or not, I have to get stronger," she muttered to herself, clutching her wooden spoon tightly. "This spoon may not look like much, but it's mine. Maybe there's a secret."
Rosie sat up, dusted off her tattered clothes, and looked around the small village square. The villagers were peeking out from behind their doors and windows, whispering and giving her strange looks. Some shook their heads, others simply laughed.
"Poor girl," one old man said, "tries to fight a spirit chicken with a spoon. What a joke."
But Rosie refused to be discouraged. If anything, it made her more determined to prove everyone wrong.
Rosie decided she needed a plan—just rushing blindly into battles wasn't going to make her a strong cultivator. She needed to understand more about cultivation, her body, and maybe... her spoon?
She went back to her small, cramped hut and pulled out the old cultivation manual. Its pages were yellowed and torn, but it still contained the basics of energy cultivation. Rosie flipped to the chapter called: "Unlocking the Power Within."
The chapter said that cultivation wasn't just about strength but about channeling energy, focusing your mind, and training your spirit. It also mentioned something intriguing—an ancient technique called "Soul Bond." It said some weapons could bond with their users, gaining power from their cultivator's heart and soul.
Rosie's eyes lit up. "Maybe my spoon is special!" she thought. Her wooden spoon had been passed down from her grandmother, who claimed it was blessed by a minor spirit. Until now, Rosie had thought it was just an old kitchen tool.
The manual suggested a simple way to start bonding with a weapon: meditate while holding it, picture your energy flowing into it, and imagine the weapon glowing with your power. It all sounded mysterious but exciting.
Taking a deep breath, Rosie crossed her legs again, closed her eyes, and held the spoon tightly. She imagined tiny sparks of light moving from her hands deep into the spoon. She pictured the spoon sparkling like the stars in the sky.
Minutes passed.
Nothing happened.
She opened one eye. Still nothing. She frowned but decided to keep trying.
Suddenly, a soft glow appeared on the spoon's tip! Rosie's eyes widened. She blinked again, and the glow intensified for a moment before fading away.
"Did I just... do that?" she whispered, a big smile spreading across her face.
A sudden knock on the door startled her. It was her best friend, Milo—a short, energetic boy with messy black hair and a mischievous grin.
"Rosie! I heard you fought that giant chicken! Everyone's talking about it!" Milo exclaimed, eyes shining with excitement. "You're crazy but awesome!"
Rosie laughed. "I didn't win, but I'm not giving up!"
Milo looked serious for a moment. "There's a cultivation teacher visiting the village soon. They're said to be powerful and willing to teach those who want to improve. Maybe you should meet them."
Rosie's heart skipped a beat. This could be her chance! "Thanks, Milo! I'll prepare."
In the next few days, Rosie practiced meditating with her spoon every morning and evening. The glow appeared more often now, and sometimes the spoon felt warm, as if alive. She still couldn't fight well, but she felt her energy growing.
Then the day came.
A tall figure wearing robes adorned with star patterns arrived at the village gate. The villagers whispered in awe. This was Master Solaris, a Moonlit Disciple known for his wisdom and skill in weapon bonding. He carried a shining staff that shimmered like the night sky.
Rosie's heart pounded. She quietly watched as Master Solaris spoke to the village head.
"This is your chance, Rosie," Milo reminded her. "Go talk to him!"
With shaky steps, Rosie approached. Master Solaris looked at her kindly, his eyes twinkling with curiosity.
"You have the spirit of a Starry Seed, young one," he said. "But your energy is bright. And that wooden spoon… it holds more power than you realize."
Rosie gasped. "Really? Even though it's just a spoon?"
Master Solaris nodded. "Some weapons hide secrets. With training, the bond between you and your spoon can grow stronger, unlocking abilities that will help you rise through the cultivation ranks."
Rosie's mind raced with possibilities. She couldn't wait to train and prove herself.
Master Solaris smiled and said, "If you're serious, I will teach you the basics of energy control and weapon bonding. But be warned—this path will be full of challenges and funny moments."
Rosie grinned confidently. "I'm ready!"
That night, as Rosie lay under the starry sky, she held her glowing wooden spoon close. The journey from Starry Seed to Eternal Star Master felt long and difficult, but she wasn't afraid. She had her friends, her dreams, and her secret weapon.
"Tomorrow," she whispered, "I start training for real."
And so, the cosmic adventure of Rosie, the pink-haired girl with a wooden spoon and a giant dream, was just beginning.
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