Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Wo Yinghe said with a somewhat troubled and helpless expression.

If it were up to him, he would want to leave. Backed by the Feihong Gang, even if he went to Bafang City, it wouldn’t be as glorious as Songyi City.

But with the abilities of the Feihong Gang, life would definitely be much more comfortable than in Songyi City.

It’s just a pity that his parents, wife, and in-laws didn’t agree to leave, nor did his grandfather, uncles, and other relatives.

Helplessly, Wo Yinghe could only give up.

”Take care,” Lin Zheyu said.

After sitting for a while at the Bidan Tea House and listening to a storytelling session, he left.

Returning to his small courtyard, Lin Zheyu changed into a sports outfit and left Songyi City.

Although he had to leave the day after tomorrow, he still spent a lot of time practicing martial arts every day, just like usual.

Entering the forest.

Lin Zheyu moved, channeling the power of Qi Blood into his legs, utilizing the Qi and Blood Burst Skill, and operating the Golden Swan Skill.

He shot out like an arrow, the speed was astonishingly fast.

After cultivating the Mountain-Breaking Leg to Perfection, his legs could withstand the Qi and Blood Burst Skill’s forceful eruptions without worrying about damage to muscles, skin, or bones.

However, even now, Lin Zheyu could only use it to travel in a straight line, and even during travel, he was not very skilled.

If an obstacle suddenly appeared ahead, he often couldn’t control himself and would crash into it.

Boom!

A huge crashing sound echoed as a large tree blocking the way was shattered by Lin Zheyu’s punch.

He almost crashed into it again just now.

Rustle rustle~~

Outside Lion Valley, fog shrouded the area.

Lin Zheyu came here again to stake out.

For more than twenty days, he frequently staked out at the entrance of Lion Valley, but unfortunately, he had not gained anything substantial.

The bandits in Lion Valley and the Xing Family knew the entrance had been discovered, so they used other entrances.

Lin Zheyu had specifically followed the bandits from Lion Valley ten days ago and found another entrance.

After staking out for a few days, he managed to rob some goods worth over two hundred silver taels, but even that entrance soon saw fewer travelers.

These guys were extremely cunning, with numerous entrances to Lion Valley; with just him alone, relying on waiting for luck to strike was difficult.

Last time, by a lucky chance, he encountered the members of the Xing Family right after they completed a transaction with the Nine Nether Sect, acquiring several thousand silver taels.

That was truly Lin Zheyu’s incredible luck.

That time spent his luck, and he hasn’t encountered any big opportunities since.

”What if I just sneak in directly?”

”There must be good stuff in that shrine.”

Lin Zheyu pondered.

He had savings of three thousand one hundred and sixty-eight taels, plus thirteen sets of Blood-Nourishing and Bone-Strengthening Soup Powder.

It seemed like a lot, but it wasn’t durable when spent.

When he got to Bafang City, Lin Zheyu would still need to find a way to purchase a powerful cultivation technique.

Ordinary Qi Blood Realm Skills already cost seven to eight hundred silver taels, and one that could cultivate to the Qi Blood Dragon Realm might require several thousand taels.

And even then, there’s no guarantee he could buy it.

”No, I can’t take risks.”

”The Nine Nether Sect is too mysterious, they might have some unfathomable methods.”

Lin Zheyu shook his head, dismissing the idea.

With his Golden Finger, he didn’t need to take such big risks.

Having previously encountered the living corpses, Lin Zheyu had more conjectures about the Nine Nether Sect, whose backing must be terrifyingly strong.

He’s just a small character in the Qi Blood Realm, best not to casually engage with them.

Time passed as the sky darkened.

Lin Zheyu stopped cultivating the Turtle Breath Skill, stood up, and with a light tap of his toe, vanished into the forest.

Another day without any gains.

Night falls.

Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged in the courtyard, cultivating the Turtle Breath Skill.

All his other skills had reached Perfection, leaving only the Golden Swan Skill and Turtle Breath Skill yet to be perfected.

The difficulty of cultivating the Ninth Layer of the Golden Swan Skill was too high, requiring years of gradual effort, taking at least twenty to thirty years.

Normal Martial Artists wouldn’t waste so much time trying to integrate the violent Qi and Blood Burst Skill into their Leg Skill.

Because it wasn’t worth it.

Even if they were willing to spend that much time, they might not succeed.

First, it takes years of dedicated practice to learn the Qi and Blood Burst Skill.

Then, to bear the relentless bursts, at least seven to eight years, or even ten years of constant use of potent medicinal substances and tonics to temper the body are required.

Finally, the Leg Skill must be trained to perfection to integrate the Qi and Blood Burst Skill.

The entire process was extremely challenging; if any condition was unmet, success was impossible. Ordinary people couldn’t achieve it.

It’s only Lin Zheyu, with his Golden Finger, who dares to have such audacious thoughts.

The stars were few, and the moonlight was bright.

The clear moonlight draped silver silk, covering the entire courtyard.

Lin Zheyu’s chest rose and fell slightly, with long and distant breaths.

His aura diminished to the lowest, like an ordinary person who hadn’t practiced martial arts, if he donned the scholar’s robe from the storytelling earlier, he’d just be a bookish scholar lacking the strength to even truss a chicken.

Suddenly, Lin Zheyu’s ears twitched, he opened his eyes, and looked towards the distant night sky.

A burst of firelight ascended, exploding beautifully and brilliantly in the sky.

”It seems to be on the Zhao Family’s territory, is the Zhao Family under attack?”

Lin Zheyu was somewhat surprised.

He stood up, entered the house, changed into night clothes, masked himself with black cloth, and vanished into the night.

It’s rare to stumble upon such an intriguing event; how could he not go and see the excitement?