Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect - The Ordinary Life of a Supporting Character

Chapter 37 Trivial Matters

Seeing that Wang Nan still seemed to be in a daze, Elder Zhuang continued, "What you are experiencing is called deep meditation. When a Soul Master meditates deeply, the blood flow slows down and the body's functions drop to their lowest level. Under these circumstances, it is not impossible to meditate for a month."

"Moreover, the earlier deep meditation appears and the longer the meditation time, the more beneficial it is to the growth of a Soul Master. It is quite rare for someone your age to be able to meditate for three months at a time."

Wang Nan gradually came to his senses and realized what had happened to him.

"Thank you, Elder Zhuang." Wang Nan's voice was a little hoarse.

"Haha, there's nothing to thank me for. Aren't we, as the academy's teachers, all for you students? Alright, now that you're awake, I should head back. Don't rush, take your time to adjust. Your homeroom teacher will be here in a little while."

After Elder Zhuang left, Wang Nan closed his eyes again, sensing the changes occurring within his body.

Besides his spiritual sea, his body has also undergone tremendous changes compared to three months ago. He is not only much stronger, but his meridians are also wider, able to accommodate more soul power. In the future, both his cultivation and combat will be greatly improved.

When he circulated his cultivation technique, although the surrounding天地元力 (heaven and earth energy) flowed into him, his soul power did not increase at all. This also meant that his soul power had reached the bottleneck of level 40 and he could obtain his fourth soul ring.

There was still a surge of life energy within my body that hadn't been fully absorbed; it must have come from Master Zhuang.

Wang Nan took a deep breath and tried to slowly raise his hand. With Zhuang Lao's help, he did not feel weak or sore. He just felt a little unfamiliar with controlling his body again.

After warming up his upper body, he used his hands to support his ankles and straighten his legs, finally standing up slowly.

After walking around the dormitory for a few steps and doing a few simple exercises, Wang Nan discovered that in just three months, his strength had increased significantly. Not only that, but he had also grown taller by more than ten centimeters, and his original school uniform no longer fit him well.

He stretched vigorously, and cracking sounds came from all his joints. Several golden wood chips fell from his body and landed on the ground.

Wang Nan looked at the familiar wood shavings and suddenly realized something. He reached out and touched them, only to find that the branch of the golden tree that had been on his chest was gone. It must have absorbed all of its power during meditation, which was why it had turned into a pile of shavings.

"Wang Nan!"

A voice rang out, and Sun He appeared at the dormitory door.

"Teacher Sun."

How are you feeling now?

Sun He carefully examined Wang Nan, and finally focused his gaze on Wang Nan's wrist, which was exposed because the school uniform did not fit properly.

"I can't really talk about other things, but my school uniform needs to be remade." Wang Nan deliberately stretched out his hand, revealing more of his wrist.

"You still have the energy to joke around, so it seems you're alright. Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."

Sun He's words only made things worse. The mere mention of food brought back the hunger that had been building up for three months, causing Wang Nan, who never skimped on food, to rub his stomach.

"Change your clothes first, and I'll take you to the cafeteria later. You haven't had a drop of water for the past three months, and I'm worried that if you eat too much at once because you're so hungry, it will be bad for your health. I'll feel more at ease if I watch you eat."

"Thank you, Teacher Sun." Actually, Wang Nan still had some self-control, but he didn't want to disappoint Sun He's kindness. After changing into some loose clothes, he walked out of the dormitory with Sun He.

"What level is your soul power at now?" Sun He seemed to have sensed something and asked.

"You should be level 40 now."

"Hmm, I can tell from your full but not overflowing soul power that you've already reached level 40. However, you've been meditating deeply for three months this time, so your improvement should be more than two levels. Perhaps you can even reach a higher level after acquiring a soul ring."

Sun He thought for a moment and continued, "It's too dangerous for you to acquire a spirit ring by yourself. Why don't you wait until the holidays? You know the basic theories about spirit masters. Even without acquiring a spirit ring, your spirit power is actually increasing. It just shows up after you acquire a spirit ring. I can take you on a trip to the Star Dou Great Forest during the winter break."

"No need, Teacher Sun. I have elders at home. Besides, you know my second uncle. I can just have him come with me."

"That's fine." Sun He nodded slightly. "Oh, right, you haven't been to class for the past three months. With your current level, you don't need to worry about the practical classes anymore, but you still need to catch up on the theory classes you missed. You can come and ask me directly after class, or you can ask Teacher Wang Yan for help."

The two chatted as they walked to the cafeteria, and Sun He went to get food for Wang Nan.

Wang Nan never imagined Sun He had this side to him. From his initial bullying of the younger generation to the endless "schemes" in class, he had always thought Sun He was a somewhat "cunning" person. But today, Sun He seemed just like an old father who was worried sick about his child.

Perhaps Sun He has always been like this, personally getting to know each student, teaching them the most practical combat skills, and devoting himself entirely to his students.

"What are you thinking about, so engrossed?" Sun He brought over two small bowls, one containing white porridge and the other a soup of some unknown origin, which smelled of meat. "You've been meditating for three months now, and the Soul Battle Tournament has been over for a month."

"It's okay, I'm just a reserve player anyway, I'll just be watching." Wang Nan picked up the bowl and slurped down a big mouthful of white porridge. He immediately felt a warmth in his stomach and his body began to slowly activate.

"Everyone else is scrambling to participate in the Soul Fighting Tournament, but you seem completely indifferent. But it's good that you think that way; I was thinking about how to comfort you on the way here."

While eating, Wang Nan listened to Sun He recount recent events. However, aside from Zhang Lexuan, an inner court disciple, leading Shrek Academy to victory in the Soul Fighting Tournament, the rest were just trivial matters within the class.

"Alright, since you've already missed three months, a day or two won't make a difference." Sun He said, standing up after Wang Nan finished eating. "I'll give you a few days off so you can rest and recover fully before coming back to class."

After leaving the cafeteria, Sun He gave them some more instructions on what to pay attention to before the two parted ways.

On the way back, before they even got close to the dormitory, Wang Nan saw Ma Xiaotao peeking inside from afar, seemingly searching for something.

"What are you looking for here?"

"Xiao Nan?" Ma Xiaotao's voice was filled with surprise. "I've been looking for you! When did you wake up? Why did you go outside?"

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