I started by submitting to the Douluo Continent, and the nation helped me become a god.

Chapter 22 I'm doing this for your own good!

On the training ground of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, the sun shone brightly and a gentle breeze blew.

"I am the newly appointed teaching assistant, Li Fulan. Starting today, I will be guiding you in meditation!"

Li Fulan stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a specially made assistant instructor uniform. The dark blue fabric was tailored to fit him perfectly, and the Spirit Hall's emblem was embroidered on the shoulders. Although he was just a level 15 newbie, putting on this outfit immediately changed his demeanor.

Before him, dozens of first-year students lay sprawled on the grass in all sorts of bizarre positions. Some looked like lifeless toads, some tried to wrap their legs around their necks, and others simply resembled the Chinese character "大" (big).

This is the "Quantum Meditation 2.0 Youth Edition" that he came up with.

"stop."

Li Fulan snapped her fingers lightly.

The sound wasn't loud, but it acted like a switch, causing the children on the ground to open their eyes. Immediately afterwards, a series of exclamations echoed across the entire playground.

"Oh my god! I felt my soul power jump just now!"

A thin, small boy was the first to call out. He was so excited that his face turned red, and he gestured excitedly to indicate his name.

"It really jumped! Like a heartbeat, a thud!"

"Me too!" the girl next to her chimed in, her eyes sparkling. "Before, I could meditate for ages without any progress, but that warm current just now felt like...like eating braised pork!"

"Braised pork? Can't you be a little more dignified?" Another boy gave her a disdainful look. "It feels more like drinking a bowl of hot soup, warm and comforting, spreading from my stomach to my limbs."

"Teacher Li is amazing! This is much better than what my second uncle, who's a Soul Master, taught me!"

"What grade is your second uncle in? Can he compare to Teacher Li?"

"My second uncle is a Soul Master!"

"Pshaw, what's a Soul Venerable? Teacher Li is definitely a Soul King level expert, maybe even a Soul Emperor!"

The children chattered excitedly, craning their necks to look at Li Fulan with eyes full of admiration.

Being worshipped as a Soul Emperor by a level 15 Soul Master... that feels kind of awesome.

Li Fulan's smile grew even brighter as she glanced at the two unusual children at the front of the line.

One was a little girl dressed in a pink outfit, with a scorpion braid in her hair. Her skin was as white and tender as a peeled egg, and her eyes were big and round, with dark pupils like two grapes soaking in water. The scorpion braid hung down her back, swaying playfully and adorably with her movements.

Xiao Wu.

The ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit, has transformed into human form and is currently still an innocent and naive little girl.

"Teacher Li! That was an amazing move!"

Xiao Wu jumped up from the ground like a happy little rabbit, hopped in front of Li Fulan, tilted her head back, and smiled as brightly as a little sun.

"I feel so light, like I could fly away at any moment! Is this what you call 'quantum entanglement'? I don't understand it, but it feels amazing!"

Looking at the exquisitely beautiful little girl in front of her, Li Fulan couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast... If I encountered one in the Star Dou Great Forest, it would scare me so much I'd wet my pants. But now it's transformed into such an adorable little girl, it's simply irresistible...

He reached out and casually patted Xiao Wu's head.

The feel was absolutely amazing, so soft and fluffy, like touching a ball of cotton candy. No wonder Tang San cherished her so much afterward; anyone who touched her would be addicted to the feeling.

"Xiao Wu has a high aptitude." Li Fulan's eyes were so gentle they could melt hearts. "You've always been a natural at agility-based attacks, and this method, which emphasizes body movement and soul power resonance, is perfect for you. Keep practicing every day, and I guarantee you'll leave your competitors far behind."

"Yes! Thank you, teacher!"

Xiao Wu enjoyed the praise and even leaned forward, nuzzling Li Fulan's palm with her head like a spoiled kitten.

Li Fulan's heart melted.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before the smile on his face vanished instantly, as if by magic.

He turned his head and looked at the boy next to him who had just stood up and was brushing the dust off his trousers.

Tang San.

Six-year-old Tang San had long blue hair tied back with a cloth strip, and his features still retained a touch of childishness, but his eyes were unusually calm, completely unlike those of a child his age. He wore a faded coarse cloth outfit, his posture was ramrod straight, and he exuded a stubbornness.

At this moment, Tang San's expression was somewhat complicated.

He had just tried circulating his soul power according to Li Fulan's method. To be honest, he was very resistant at first. Those strange postures were completely different from the Xuan Tian Gong he had cultivated since childhood. The Xuan Tian Gong emphasized "stillness" and "contraction," while this "quantum meditation method" emphasized "movement" and "release."

To Tang San's surprise, after he tried taking a few breaths, the bottleneck of his Xuan Tian Gong, which had been as solid as a rock, actually loosened slightly.

This discovery did not make him happy; instead, it gave him a strange sense of crisis.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill is a unique skill of the Tang Clan! How could it be inferior to this strange pose that looks like acrobatics?

"Tang San."

Li Fulan's voice suddenly turned cold, and the gentleness and kindness she had shown to Xiao Wu just moments before vanished without a trace.

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked up.

"What were you doing just now?"

Li Fulan's gaze was as sharp as two knives.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure and met the gaze with neither humility nor arrogance: "Teacher Li, I was meditating."

"meditation?"

Li Fulan sneered, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with disdain. He had practiced this villainous expression in front of the mirror several times, just waiting to use it today.

"You call that meditation?"

He walked up to Tang San, looking down at the future God King. At this moment, the person standing in front of him wasn't some peerless genius, but just a six-year-old kid whose height barely reached his thigh.

This feeling is fucking awesome.

"Your body is as stiff as a log, and your breathing is as erratic as a bellows," Li Fulan said, gesturing with her fingers. "How many times have I told you? You need to feel the 'turbulent flow' of soul power in your meridians, you need to get it moving, instead of hoarding your pitiful reserves like a miser!"

"Do you know what you looked like just now? Like a stagnant pool! A stinking pond! The kind where you couldn't even keep a fish alive!"

Tang San's face darkened. He had never been reprimanded in public like this before.

"My method is orthodox..." he couldn't help but defend himself.

"Shut up."

Li Fulan interrupted him without any politeness, sticking out her finger and poking Tang San's chest.

"I'm doing this for your own good! If you don't change this closed-minded attitude, you'll be destined to be nothing more than a useless spirit, Blue Silver Grass, for the rest of your life! Even if you have innate full spirit power, you'll just be a brute with strength but no brains!"

"Do you know what 'blindly believing everything in books is worse than having no books at all' means? What you learned before might be remarkable in your little village, but in the entire Douluo Continent, it's not even the basics!"

These words were like a heavy hammer blow, striking Tang San's pride.

The surrounding students quieted down, and dozens of eyes turned to Tang San. Some were sympathetic, some were gloating, and some were simply looking for a good show.

Tang San's fingernails dug deep into his flesh, his knuckles turning white. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

"The teacher's reprimand is correct." He lowered his head, concealing the fleeting cold glint in his eyes, "But... I still have some doubts. I hope the teacher can clarify them."

Looking at his expression of resentment yet forced to endure, Li Fulan's smile deepened.

"We can discuss any questions later. get out of class is over now."

He waved his hand, turned around and left, leaving Tang San with a dashing back view.

The crowd dispersed, and the children walked towards the cafeteria in twos and threes, still discussing as they went.

"That Tang San kid is so unlucky! He got scolded by Teacher Li in front of everyone..."

"Why did he have to be so disobedient? Teacher Li's methods are so effective, but he just had to put on that sour face."

"Tch, isn't he just relying on his innate full soul power? His martial soul is Blue Silver Grass! Damn! Hahaha..."

Tang San stood still, his fists clenched tightly, and turned to look at Xiao Wu, who was on her way to the cafeteria.

"Xiao Wu, did you really feel... that meditation method was very effective just now?"

"Of course it works!" Xiao Wu said, playing with her braids. "My soul power circulation speed has increased by at least 20%! Third Brother, although Teacher Li is a bit fierce, what he said seems to make some sense."

Tang San fell silent.

Even Xiao Wu, who is most sensitive to soul power, said so... Could it be that this guy named Li Fulan really has something going for him?

No, that's not right.

Tang San recalled Li Fulan's words and actions just now, that arrogant face, that pretentious manner... He didn't seem like a master who truly understood profound internal energy cultivation techniques at all. Instead, he seemed more like a half-baked expert who only knew how to talk about things on paper but happened to stumble upon some tricks by chance.

"He doesn't understand the mysteries of the Mysterious Heaven Skill at all..." Tang San scoffed inwardly, "He only knows some opportunistic and unorthodox methods. This kind of castle in the air has no solid foundation."

Thinking of this, his eyes narrowed.

"Xiao Wu, go eat first, I have something to do."

"What's wrong?"

"Let's go and meet that 'Teacher Li'."

Tang San turned around and strode after Li Fulan, who was about to enjoy afternoon tea.

"Teacher Li!"

His voice echoed across the empty playground, carrying a hint of undeniable stubbornness.

Li Fulan stopped and slowly turned around.

Tang San stood in front of him, his young face full of challenge.

"I'd like to ask you something."

Tang San cupped his hands slightly, a gesture of courtesy common in the martial arts world. Although he was only six years old, he did it quite well.

"Since the teacher said my foundation is weak, could you please give me some pointers?"

He raised his head, looked directly into Li Fulan's eyes, and spoke in a steady yet sharp voice.

"I'd like to ask the teacher... for some practical combat techniques."

Looking at the tiny figure in front of her, who only reached her thigh, Li Fulan slowly curled up the corners of her mouth.

Hooked.