Angel Meditation Method, Dugu Bo's Expectations

Crown Prince's Residence

"Achoo!"

Jiang Nanchen, who was in the middle of eating, suddenly sneezed. Rubbing his nose, he muttered, "Is someone thinking about me?"

"Who would think about you?"

"Could it be that I'm thinking about you?"

A voice came from outside. Jiang Nanchen looked up to see the narcissistic Qian Renxue walking in with a smile.

"Narcissist!" Jiang Nanchen rolled his eyes and continued eating.

"Hey, what kind of way is that to talk? How am I narcissistic? Besides, this Crown Prince has missed you very much."

Qian Renxue was deeply dissatisfied. When had she ever been narcissistic?

So that was the kind of person she was in his heart?

It was infuriating.

Sitting beside Jiang Nanchen, Qian Renxue said, "Little Nanchen, I have something good here. Do you want it?"

"What good thing?" Jiang Nanchen asked curiously. "Don't keep me in suspense."

"This Crown Prince is keeping you in suspense. What are you going to do about it? Bite me?"

Qian Renxue looked especially punchable.

"Anyway, it's something good. If you don't want it, you'll regret it."

Jiang Nanchen picked up the last chicken drumstick and handed it to her.

"What does this mean?" Qian Renxue asked in confusion.

"I'm giving you my favorite chicken drumstick. Consider it a trade," Jiang Nanchen said reluctantly.

"You... this..."

Qian Renxue was momentarily speechless, unsure of what to say.

She had originally wanted to make him give in, but this seemed pretty good too. He had even given her his favorite chicken drumstick.

Qian Renxue immediately laughed twice. "Honestly, I don't know what to do with you."

Qian Renxue took out a meditation manual and handed it to Jiang Nanchen.

"This is the Angel Meditation Method. I put a great deal of effort into obtaining it, so cultivate it properly."

The Angel Meditation Method!

Jiang Nanchen was delighted.

This was truly good stuff.

He first went to wash the grease from his hands, then returned to his seat and accepted it, immediately beginning to read through it carefully.

"Mm, mm, mm, good stuff. Thank you, Big Brother Crown Prince!" Jiang Nanchen said with a smile.

Qian Renxue said helplessly, "When you need something, it's Big Brother Crown Prince. When you don't, it's His Highness the Crown Prince. You really are practical, little fellow."

Jiang Nanchen chuckled and carried the Angel Meditation Method back to his room.

"Big Brother Crown Prince, I'm going to cultivate now. Don't disturb me unless it's important."

With a click, the door shut.

Qian Renxue ate the chicken drumstick and shook her head with a smile.

Inside the room, Jiang Nanchen sat cross-legged, looking at the Angel Meditation Method in his hands.

Guide holy light into the sea of consciousness, cleanse the spiritual world, remove distracting thoughts. Once complete, spiritual power would become purer, and resistance to spiritual attacks would greatly increase.

The best time to cultivate was at dawn, during the Mao hour, when the holy light elements between heaven and earth were at their densest.

Jiang Nanchen finished his preparations and began meditating.

The first time he circulated the Angel Meditation Method, Jiang Nanchen only felt strands of pure holy light slowly flow along his meridians into his sea of consciousness. His previously chaotic thoughts seemed to have been washed by warm water, gradually settling into calmness.

The Sacred Radiance Stone in his palm grew faintly warm, resonating with the meditation method. As Soul Power circulated, several more traces of lingering impurities were removed.

It was somewhat awkward at first, but after circulating it through several cycles, it became smooth.

Jiang Nanchen immersed himself in meditation and completely forgot the passage of time. He only felt his sea of consciousness becoming increasingly clear, while his spiritual power steadily yet solidly increased.

As the sky gradually brightened and the Mao hour arrived, the light elements between heaven and earth suddenly became far denser.

Jiang Nanchen's mind stirred, and he activated the method with all his strength. An enormous amount of holy light poured into his body, nourishing his Soul Power pathways until they became ever tougher. Only when Qian Renxue's voice called from outside did he slowly finish cultivating and open his eyes.

A flash of golden light vanished from his eyes. Jiang Nanchen stood up, feeling utterly refreshed. Despite staying awake all night, he was not tired in the slightest. Instead, he felt even more energetic than usual.

His Soul Power had steadily reached the peak of level thirteen. He was only one step away from touching the threshold of level fourteen.

Jiang Nanchen got out of bed and opened the door. Qian Renxue was waiting below the steps, and when she saw his radiant complexion, she raised a brow. "You didn't sleep all night, yet you look even more energetic?"

"The meditation method works well." Jiang Nanchen stretched his wrist. "Let's go. We can grab a quick bite on the way. Don't delay getting to the academy."

Qian Renxue snorted and turned toward the exit. "What's the rush? There's an old breakfast shop on the way. We can eat there and still not be late."

Jiang Nanchen followed behind her, lost in thought.

Dugu Yan had surely asked Dugu Bo after returning yesterday. Given the Poison Douluo's temperament, he would most likely come to the academy himself. The immortal herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were finally about to be within reach.

After leaving the residence and finishing breakfast, Jiang Nanchen arrived at the academy.

Qian Renxue also left the academy.

The moment Jiang Nanchen stepped through the academy gates, Dugu Yan came up to greet him.

"Good morning, Little Nanchen."

Dugu Yan greeted him with a smile.

"Morning. Why are you here?" Jiang Nanchen asked.

"I was waiting for you." Dugu Yan explained, "Mainly because my grandfather wants to see you. I asked him yesterday, and you were indeed right."

"See? I didn't lie to you."

Jiang Nanchen smiled. "Since Poison Douluo wants to see me, let's go."

"Mm-hmm." Dugu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, afraid Jiang Nanchen would refuse.

The two walked to a stream behind the academy. Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, falling upon the stone table beside the water.

Dugu Bo stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back. The instant he spotted Jiang Nanchen in the distance, his entire body froze and his pupils contracted.

No way... Why do this child's brows and features look so much like the former Pope's daughter from my memories?

He had seen Qian Renxue several times in his early years. Though many years had passed, the impression remained deep: golden hair, golden eyes, delicate fair skin—she looked as though she had been carved from the same mold.

Only when the two drew close did Dugu Bo quickly compose himself and suppress the shock and suspicion in his heart.

"Grandfather, this is Jiang Nanchen." Dugu Yan led Jiang Nanchen forward, then turned to him. "This is my grandfather."

"Senior Dugu." Jiang Nanchen lightly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Greetings, little friend." Dugu Bo forced out a kind smile and softened his tone. He had always been cold and harsh in his dealings with others. Suddenly having to act amiably toward a six-year-old child was truly awkward.

Dugu Yan secretly glared at him from the side, her gaze perfectly clear. Grandfather, your smile is way too fake. I told you to be friendlier, not to smile without warmth.

Dugu Bo caught his granddaughter's look and felt helpless. He was already trying his best. She could not expect him to pinch the child's cheeks and amuse him like he was coaxing a toddler, could she?

That would be far too humiliating for a Title Douluo.

Dugu Bo coughed lightly and simply got to the point. "Little friend Nanchen, Yan Yan said you saw at a glance that something was wrong with her body? And you even guessed that the Dugu Clan's dwindling bloodline was related to our martial souls?"

As he spoke, his gaze rested on Jiang Nanchen, carrying a trace of scrutiny and an almost imperceptible expectation.

He expected Jiang Nanchen to give him an answer.

"Of course I could guess a little. I've studied martial souls and read related books as well, so I know somewhat about the Dugu Clan's situation."

Jiang Nanchen answered calmly and confidently.

"Then, little friend Nanchen, do you have a way to treat it?"