Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 212—Deep Meditation is Not Hibernation

"Is the Holy Maiden in deep meditation?" Shangguan Wei'er plopped down on the ground, leaning lazily against the well, and sighed, "Geniuses are geniuses, they're just different from us mediocre people!"

"Who says otherwise!" Wu Yun nodded in agreement, turning her gaze to Zhang Peng: "Dwarf Tiger, you must have received the Vice Leader's secret letter too!"

"That's natural, but I still don't understand what this so-called divine revelation is, that even the vice-leader praises it so highly!" Zhang Peng turned his gaze to Qian Lingyun again, a hint of eager emotion flashing in his eyes. He said, "When the Holy Maiden wakes up, I must ask her."

"We should wait until the Holy Maiden wakes up before asking, but right now, we need to deal with the Heavenly Dragon Sect!"

"No," Wu Yun raised his hand to stop Zhang Peng, and said in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten! The Holy Maiden said that opportunity only favors those who wait. We must plan carefully before we act! Let's wait until the Holy Maiden wakes up and see if she can find a few more people."

"I remember you really liked one-on-one duels..." Zhang Peng glanced deeply in the direction of the Heavenly Dragon Gate, sighed softly, and turned to Shangguan Wei'er, saying:

"Thirteenth Sister, you stay here and guard the Holy Maiden. Old Crow and I will go scout ahead!"

Without waiting for Shangguan Wei'er's objection, Wu Yun and Zhang Peng burst forth, transforming into two black streaks of light, and sped off towards the Tianlong Gate.

"Oh no! You guys just left two weak women like this!" Shangguan Wei'er stared dumbfounded at the backs of the two men, and sat down angrily, yawning.

Sitting next to Qian Lingyun, Shangguan Weier idly rummaged through a pile of gold soul coins and used them to build blocks.

As she played, Shangguan Wei'er grew tired. She pushed over the small palace made of gold soul coins and stared at Qian Lingyun's face for a while.

For some inexplicable reason, she had a strange idea to poke Qian Lingyun's face.

Shangguan Wei'er looked around with her eyes, then used her mental energy to scan the area again, and after confirming that there were no living creatures around, she...

She couldn't help but swallow, then stretched out her right index finger and poked it into Qian Lingyun's face.

At the same time, a small black snake with red eyes slithered out from under Qian Lingyun's hair and bared its fangs at Shangguan Weier!

"Holy crap! What the hell!" Shangguan Wei'er hurriedly withdrew her hand, looking at the snakes growing on Qian Lingyun's head with surprise and suspicion.

When she opened her eyes again, Qian Lingyun was floating in an endless, boundless dark world, where the darkness seemed to have no end.

She took a tentative step forward, and the scenery around Qian Lingyun was changing drastically. Although she couldn't observe it, she could still sense the strangeness of a spatial transformation.

Taking another step forward, she fell from a great height in freefall, eventually landing in another place where there was only the purest cold and unpredictability.

In such pure darkness and concentration, she almost lost her sight and hearing, while her other senses were amplified.

Amidst these wondrous sensations, she seemed to feel that everything about her was being elevated.

Everything around me seemed so unreal, yet within this unreality lay the profound truths of the universe.

The feeling was wonderful, lonely, and painful. Qian Lingyun had unknowingly become immersed in it.

There were no disturbances, no external objects, and no things that could upset you. All that existed was a pure and complete understanding and perception of your own power.

After sitting there for over an hour, Shangguan Wei'er muttered to herself in annoyance, "Wu Yu Zi, she's already in a meditative state. I wonder how long this young lady is going to sit there. Sigh, I hope she can wake up from her meditation soon."

However, Shangguan Weier never expected that Qian Lingyun's meditation would last much longer than they anticipated.

At least after Wu Yun and Zhang Peng returned, Qian Lingyun was still in meditation. The three of them discussed it and decided to send Qian Lingyun to the hotel first, with each person taking turns to watch over her for a day.

In the blink of an eye, a month and a half has passed.

Today, Zhang Peng and Wu Yun went out early, clearly indicating that Shangguan Weier was on duty again.

Shangguan Weier stood quietly in the room, looking at Qian Lingyun, who was sitting cross-legged there, as calm as an ice sculpture.

She seemed to sense a peculiar power emanating from Qian Lingyun, and this power subtly influenced her own soul power fluctuations.

It was a power that did not belong to evil spirit masters. On the contrary, this power was neutral and peaceful, with an indescribable sense of weight.

For a month and a half, Qian Lingyun had not shown any unusual behavior, and even the little snake on her head had slumped limply on her shoulder and gone into hibernation.

If it weren't for Qian Lingyun's chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing, people might believe she was a beautiful wax figure.

The fluctuations of soul power emanating from Qian Lingyun were not strong, but they were undeniably present.

Shangguan Wei'er was startled and nervously leaned over to examine him closely. As a titled Douluo, she knew quite a bit.

For a Soul Master, losing control of their own Soul Power is a terrifying thing, something no one wants to face.

However, the consequences of losing control of one's soul power while in a meditative state are far more severe than she could have imagined.

Just then, Shangguan Weier suddenly felt everything around her dim. When she looked closely, she saw Qian Lingyun's dark red eyes.

What eyes they were!

Those eyes were like a blood-red abyss, so deep and unfathomable that in an instant, Shangguan Wei'er felt her own eyes being firmly drawn in.

"Cough cough cough!" Qian Lingyun coughed lightly a few times, then looked up and asked, "Long time no see! Xiao Wei, how long did I sleep this time?"

"One and a half months! Today is the forty-sixth day," Shangguan Wei'er answered subconsciously.

"Only a month and a half? It feels like years to me."

Qian Lingyun raised her hand to stretch her stiff body and said somewhat apologetically, "I'm so sorry! I've wasted so much of your time."

Shangguan Weier waved her hand dismissively, looked up at Qian Lingyun, and said, "So, are we still going to the far north? We've been waiting for you for over a month."

Qian Lingyun said, "Yes, of course I'll go, but I feel like... I've forgotten something?"

"What did you forget?" Shangguan Wei'er asked curiously.

"Let me think..."

"Oh no, Nan Shuishui is still locked up in the undead demiplane!" Qian Lingyun cried out and hurriedly released Nan Shuishui from the undead demiplane.

After a month and a half apart, Nan Shuishui's appearance was completely different from before. Putting aside her disheveled and tattered clothes and messy hair, her lifeless eyes and despairing expression seemed to say it all.

After all… she wasn’t as lucky as Ye Guyi, who was placed in the newbie protection zone by Qian Lingyun.

For the past month and a half, a Soul Douluo whose soul power has been sealed must have had a miserable time in the undead demiplane teeming with demons and monsters...

Wait, she seems to have forgotten about Ye Guyi...

Qian Lingyun's expression froze, and she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her left eye, sharing vision with a skeleton soldier in the newbie protection area.

This is quite surprising; Ye Guyi is indeed quite skilled.

To make it easier to move around, she had already torn her long dress into strips and tied them around her joints.

(End of this chapter)