Shunya stood at the edge of the training field, holding a wooden staff in both hands.
He wasn't fighting anyone. He was simply... breathing.
"Haa... Okay. Inhale, exhale... Slow and steady."
It had been a few days since his support money kicked in (thank you, Vikoria), and he had bought decent clothes and his own toothbrush. Progress!
The cultivation manual he received from the government center was titled:
'Breathing Basics: The Lazy Man's Path to Power'.
Very on-brand for him.
Meanwhile, from a short distance away, Naomi watched with crossed arms. Her eyes narrowed.
"Tch... He's still trying to copy the breathing technique from that trash manual?" she muttered, shaking her head. "At this rate, even a baby boar could cultivate faster."
Jean Keyar, sipping his weird glowing tea next to her, raised an eyebrow. "You've been watching him for half an hour, Naomi."
"I was just making sure he doesn't hurt himself," she replied quickly, face turning away.
