As Easy As Moving One's Arm

True mastery of moving something as easily as one's own arm, aside from being actively used, allowed the body and weapon to undergo an initial fusion the moment the weapon was gripped. Through a soul master's powerful physique and Soul Power, it could enhance an ordinary weapon's strength, material quality, and power.

Moreover, this influence was mutual. The weapon would also provide a certain degree of enhancement to the soul master, but since the difference between the two was too great, ordinary soul masters could not sense it.

Tool Martial Souls, however, were different. As Wang Nan's Martial Soul, the Coiling Dragon Staff already contained astonishing power. With the Soul Bone's effect, while the Coiling Dragon Staff Martial Soul was strengthened, it would also continuously enhance Wang Nan's physique.

As everyone knew, Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent were divided into Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls. When Beast Martial Souls were used, the power of the "beast" within the Martial Soul would be added to the user's body—this was Martial Soul Possession. Influenced by their Martial Souls, Beast Soul Masters possessed exceptionally powerful physiques.

Tool Martial Souls, on the other hand, functioned outside the body, which meant Tool Soul Masters themselves could not receive enhancements from their Martial Souls.

But through the Soul Bone ability of "As Easy As Moving One's Arm," Wang Nan's body could fuse with the Coiling Dragon Staff. Like a Beast Soul Master, the Coiling Dragon Staff's power would continuously influence Wang Nan's physique.

Furthermore, since the Coiling Dragon Staff was Wang Nan's Martial Soul, Soul Power already flowed freely between the two. Under such circumstances, their fusion was far more than the initial fusion between a soul master and an ordinary weapon.

Fortunately, the Soul Bone's previous owner had not been a Tool Soul Master. Otherwise, if they had understood this Soul Bone's true ability, its price would have been far more than one million Gold Soul Coins.

Soul Power surged back and forth between Wang Nan and the Coiling Dragon Staff. The fusion with his Right Arm Bone had already been completely finished, yet Wang Nan did not awaken.

At that moment, Wang Nan was still within that mountain forest, with an Ape-eating Eagle charging toward him.

Wang Nan's consciousness had already awakened, but his body remained beyond his control. Instead, it moved on its own.

It was like watching a movie from a first-person perspective. Wang Nan watched "himself" pick up a tree branch and fight the Ape-eating Eagle. After winning easily, he slipped into the woods, swung between the branches, continuously picked all sorts of fruit, and when he had free time, held up the branch to study several staff techniques.

"Xiao Nan, it's time for class."

Early in the morning, Gongyang Mo woke up, only to discover that Wang Nan, who was usually always punctual, was still meditating. The Coiling Dragon Staff lay across his hands, while black streams of light covered his entire body.

Gongyang Mo's eyes widened. Then, he quietly slipped out of the dormitory before hurrying toward the classroom.

Below the Dormitory Building, Mu En was still seated in his recliner. His gaze swept over the Dormitory Building, and an involuntary smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

A few minutes later, Sun He and Gongyang Mo arrived at the dormitory together and saw Wang Nan meditating.

The light around his body had grown even brighter. The black streams of light had nearly formed a luminous cocoon around him.

"What did he do yesterday?" Sun He lowered his voice and asked quietly.

"After leaving the soul fighting arena yesterday, he went to the Gathering Treasures Pavilion. When he came back, he brought a Soul Bone with him." As his roommate, Gongyang Mo naturally could not have missed Wang Nan's actions. However, even he did not know what kind of Soul Bone it was.

Sun He nodded lightly. "It seems the Soul Bone's influence has caused him to enter Deep Meditation. This is a rare opportunity for him. Don't disturb him."

The sun rose and set, and time passed day by day. No one had expected that, after an entire month, Wang Nan would still be sitting on his bed.

Afraid of affecting Wang Nan, Gongyang Mo had temporarily moved elsewhere. Wang Nan was the only one left in the dormitory.

By then, all the light around him had withdrawn, but the faint aura he gave off had become increasingly astonishing. It seemed as though a mountain behind him was piling higher and higher. One glance was enough to feel immense pressure crashing down from all directions.

The Golden Tree Branch Wang Nan carried close to his chest emitted a golden glow. Power filled with the aura of light and life continuously flowed into his body, ensuring that even though he had gone an entire month without food or water, his body would not collapse.

The dormitory door opened, and Xuan Zi silently entered the room, followed by Sun He.

"Elder Xuan, what do you think of his condition?"

"It's fine. This is a good thing. The longer Deep Meditation lasts, the greater the benefits he receives. According to Shrek's records, every soul master who, like him, remained in Deep Meditation for over a month ultimately became a powerful expert whose name resounded throughout the continent."

"Then what about this Soul Fighting Competition?"

"As a reserve Disciple, how could the gains from the Soul Fighting Competition compare to Deep Meditation? He won't need to participate in this competition. The stage that belongs to him will be five years from now." Xuan Zi led Sun He out of the dormitory and gently closed the door.

"I'll take the other Disciples to the competition first. Take good care of him." With that, he swayed away from the dormitory area as he walked.

Sun He glanced at Wang Nan through the crack in the door, a smile appearing on his face.

No one knew how much time had passed when a dragon's roar suddenly rang out through the lively forest. The sun in the sky grew larger and larger, and a slender figure seemed to be endlessly swimming within it.

The other animals fell silent, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Wang Nan abruptly stopped moving. His experiences in the mountain forest over this period continuously surged through his mind, as though many things had quietly changed in secret.

He discovered that he seemed able to control his body again.

Wang Nan looked around. The trees beside him slowly dissipated, the sound of waves came from afar, and above his head hung a white sun emitting a gentle glow.

He took several steps forward, only to find that the "sun" before him looked somewhat familiar. With a thought, his body rose into the air.

Beneath his feet stretched a vast ocean, while farther away lay endless whiteness as far as the eye could see.

At some point, his consciousness had returned to the Spiritual Sea.

Above him was that sun-like Luminous Orb, while beneath his feet was the lake symbolizing Spiritual Power. No, it was a shallow sea symbolizing Spiritual Power. Although he could still sense its boundaries, describing it as a lake was no longer quite appropriate.

A small island had appeared at its center—the very place where Wang Nan had been standing earlier.

I've returned?

Wang Nan tried to mobilize his Spiritual Power, and sure enough, the seawater beneath his feet began churning continuously in response to his will.

He closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar dormitory.

The person sitting on the bed opposite was no longer Gongyang Mo, but an elderly man with white hair and beard. Behind him floated a massive Tree of Life, its dense life force continuously pouring into Wang Nan's body.

"You're awake." Seeing Wang Nan awaken, the old man across from him opened his eyes as well. "My surname is Zhuang. Just call me Elder Zhuang."

"Elder Zhuang." Wang Nan paused before slowly speaking.

"It's all right. You've just woken up. Although my power has replenished your vitality and your body has suffered no damage, you haven't moved for three months. It's normal to feel a little unaccustomed."

Three months? He hadn't moved for three months?