Seeing this, Wang Sheng quickly retreated, crossing his arms in front of his chest to guard against Lu Yuan’s attack.
Seeing Wang Sheng take a defensive stance, Lu Yuan threw a punch straight out.
His fair, delicate fist, wrapped in a fierce, powerful gust of wind, slammed into Wang Sheng’s arms.
Boom!
A dull thud echoed through the empty room.
Instantly, Wang Sheng’s entire body was sent flying backward uncontrollably, not stopping until he crashed into a stone pillar behind him.
The tremendous impact momentarily robbed Wang Sheng of his ability to move, and he slid down the smooth stone pillar, collapsing into a sitting position on the floor.
By now, his arms had long lost all feeling.
Fortunately, there were no fractures or cracks—his arms were simply numb from the beating.
Lu Yuan’s strike hadn’t used any fancy spirit abilities—it was nothing more than an honest, flesh-to-flesh collision of brute force.
Wang Sheng, at eleven years old, had thought he was taking his opponent seriously enough when facing Lu Yuan, who was five years younger than him.
But who would have guessed that with just one punch, he’d be knocked to the ground, unable to get back up?
What Wang Sheng didn’t know was that Lu Yuan hadn’t just been holding back—he’d been practically giving him the ocean.
Yet even so, Wang Sheng had lost so quickly.
The reason Lu Yuan held back wasn’t because he liked to hide his abilities.
It was simply that Wang Sheng’s small frame couldn’t withstand even a fraction of Lu Yuan’s full power.
Forget about a full-power strike—if Lu Yuan had moved even a little faster just now, Wang Sheng wouldn’t have been able to react at all.
Seeing Wang Sheng’s dazed expression, Lu Yuan quickly trotted over and patted the side of his face.
“Hey, Wang Sheng, are you okay?”
Although he had held back, who knew whether Wang Sheng could actually take it?
After carefully checking Wang Sheng over and finding nothing wrong—just that he was stunned senseless—Lu Yuan let out a sigh of relief.
“Whew—that scared me!”
“I almost thought I’d beaten you stupid!”
Helping Wang Sheng over to his bed, the latter lay flat on his back, his eyes still somewhat vacant.
By this time, the rest of the dormitory had snapped out of their shock and hurried over to Wang Sheng’s side.
Seeing Wang Sheng looking utterly defeated and questioning his own existence, no one quite knew what to say.
“Don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong with Wang Sheng’s body.
He just can’t quite accept reality yet.”
“Oh, and I have somewhere to be, so I’ll head out first.”
Seeing the deep wariness in their eyes, Lu Yuan didn’t pay them any more attention.
After a brief explanation, he turned and left Seven Dorm.
Walking through the empty, quiet campus, Lu Yuan was in a pretty good mood.
Before long, he arrived at the Academic Affairs Office.
“You packed up that quickly?” Su Daqiang said with a teasing smile as he looked at Lu Yuan, who had just pushed the door open.
“Kid, you’re really impatient.
What, afraid the Meditation Method might grow wings and fly away?”
Su Daqiang knew well that children of Lu Yuan’s age would rarely take the initiative to study—even when you pushed them, they’d sometimes try to slack off.
But Lu Yuan’s first impression on Su Daqiang was: diligent!
Most teachers liked students who had both talent and a love for learning. Find the original chapter at g.com.
And of course, Su Daqiang was no exception!
Facing Su Daqiang’s teasing, Lu Yuan let out a couple of sheepish laughs and explained: “Hehe, back in the village, Grandpa Chief was always telling me about what it’s like to be a spirit master.
Now that I have a chance to become one too, I want to see what the world of spirit masters is really like.”
If Su Daqiang had previously paid attention to Lu Yuan because of his talent—
Then after hearing this explanation, at this very moment, Su Daqiang truly believed in Lu Yuan’s future from the bottom of his heart.
He felt that Lu Yuan would definitely become a powerhouse renowned across the continent.
Not for any other reason—simply because this child was willing to work toward a goal.
That alone was enough.
In Su Daqiang’s view, to become a true strong person, talent, effort, and a goal were all indispensable.
Talent—with Lu Yuan’s innate level-eight spirit power, he could certainly be called a genius.
As for effort and a goal—Lu Yuan had already answered that just now.
“Here—this is the Meditation Method you’ve been thinking about.”
Putting down his pen, Su Daqiang took a yellowed book from his drawer, stood up, walked over to Lu Yuan, and handed it to him with a smile.
“I’ll be staying at the school throughout this holiday as well.
If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to come ask me anytime.”
“Oh, and the school library is open at all hours too.”
“Although the academy’s rule is that teachers only take students to obtain spirit rings at the end of each semester—”
“Once you’ve cultivated to level ten, I can personally take you to the Hunting Spirit Forest to obtain your spirit ring.”
Hearing Su Daqiang’s final words, Lu Yuan’s eyes immediately lit up.
This was the most important reason he had come here.
Now, before Lu Yuan could even bring it up himself, Director Su had already given him a promise in advance—which filled Lu Yuan with pleasant surprise.
Before he could even respond, Su Daqiang pulled out a coin pouch from his pocket and tossed it directly to Lu Yuan.
“There are five silver soul coins and more than a dozen copper soul coins in here.
Take them.
The school cafeteria is closed for now, and this should be enough to cover your meals for a while.”
Not giving Lu Yuan a chance to refuse, Su Daqiang continued: “Don’t rush to say no.
Just think of it as an investment from me.
Once you become a Spirit King or Spirit Saint in the future, don’t forget your teacher.”
Gripping this heavy pouch of coins, Lu Yuan once again felt the care of those around him.
He bowed solemnly and expressed his gratitude: “Thank you, Director Su.
I will not disappoint your expectations.”
“Mm-hmm.”
Smiling, Su Daqiang nodded.
Then, as if something had occurred to him, he added:
“Oh, by the way, Lu Yuan—one more piece of advice.
Stay away from a man in the academy they call Master.”
Hearing the familiar name, Lu Yuan paused for a moment, then asked in confusion:
“May I ask, Director Su, what does this person called Master look like?
I need to know his appearance so I can avoid him when I see him.”
Hearing Lu Yuan’s response, Su Daqiang was momentarily caught off guard.
With a strange expression, he asked:
Lu Yuan shook his head, looked at Su Daqiang with a smile, and said: “You’ve been good to me.
I trust you wouldn’t steer me wrong.
Since you say so, you must have your reasons.”
“Hiss!” Su Daqiang let out a sharp intake of breath, somewhat stunned.
This child trusted him far too much.
The fact that this child chose to trust him should have made him happy.
But as a teacher who educated and nurtured students, he felt he should remind this kind and innocent child not to let his kindness become his downfall.
After all, the spirit master world wasn’t as wonderful as he imagined—it was filled with deception and scheming.
After a moment’s thought, Su Daqiang said in a serious tone: “Xiao Yuan, I’m glad you trust me so much.”
“But there’s one thing I want to remind you: when you’re out in the world, keep your wits about you.
Don’t just believe everything others tell you, understand?”
“Mm-hmm, I understand, Teacher.” After a moment’s reflection, Lu Yuan nodded earnestly.
“I believe you do understand—you’re a smart child.”
“Master is a man who always wears black casual clothes and keeps his hair short and cropped.
His appearance is that of an ordinary middle-aged man.”
“The reason I’m telling you to stay away from him is simply that he’s not actually a teacher at our academy.
He’s also a bit eccentric—he spends all his time obsessing over his ‘Ten Core Competitivenesses of Martial Souls’ and doing his own research.”
“I’m afraid he might brainwash you into becoming a lab rat for his experiments.”
“Understood, Teacher.
I’ll remember.”
“Alright, I’ve said all I need to say.
There are no other tasks for work-study students during the holiday.
You can head back now.
If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can come ask me anytime.”
Waving his hand, Su Daqiang indicated that Lu Yuan could leave.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan gently closed the door and quietly left the Academic Affairs Office.
He didn’t rush back to the dormitory.
Instead, he found an open spot in the small grove behind the academy, pulled the yellowed ancient book from his chest, and examined it.
Basic Meditation Method
Opening the cover, Lu Yuan carefully read through the contents.
Perhaps it was a perk of transmigration, but Lu Yuan had a naturally good memory.
After about ten minutes or so, he finished reading the entire book.
Closing the book and tucking it back into his chest, he recalled the contents he had just read.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Yuan began cultivating according to the instructions in the book.
One second, two seconds…
As Lu Yuan immersed himself in his consciousness, an invisible energy around him began to slowly flow into his body, drawn in by his cultivation.
With his innate spirit power already at level twenty, Lu Yuan absorbed the external energy and found that the newly converted spirit power was continuously compressing his original spirit power.
PS: Another chapter will be posted tonight.