Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

”Dad, was that thief caught?”

Ge Bing asked expectantly, his face full of displeasure.

Anyone would feel irritated if they were ambushed for no reason, poisoned, and bedridden for over ten days.

Fortunately, he was rescued in time, otherwise he would have lost his life.

”Not yet, but soon.”

Ge Wuning said calmly, exuding confidence.

Upon hearing this, Ge Bing relaxed.

He had a lot of faith in his father’s abilities; if his dad said it would be soon, then it would be soon.

”Dad, who is that person, and why do they want to kill me?”

Ge Bing asked suspiciously.

He always acted cautiously; even when he made enemies, he would eliminate them completely without leaving future troubles.

During these days of convalescence, he had thought hard but couldn’t figure out when he had made a mortal enemy with such a formidable person.

”This matter has nothing to do with you, it’s an old grievance of mine from years ago.”

Ge Wuning shook his head, speaking with some emotion.

It had been over ten years; he had almost forgotten about it, but Liang Song reappeared unexpectedly.

That guy fell off a cliff back then, yet he miraculously survived, and now he’s returned for revenge.

But what of it?

According to Yongkang’s description, the opponent’s strength was at most the Qi Blood Three Transformations. He had even broken one of his legs and crippled most of his martial arts back then.

In a direct attack, he is simply no match for me.

He only dares to hide in the shadows, engaging in ambushes and assassinations.

”I see!”

Ge Bing’s face appeared a bit gloomy, but he dared not speak ill of his father.

Even if his father was now old and he himself was in his prime, his father was still a strong man who had undergone the Qi Blood Three Transformations; to criticize him would be asking for trouble.

”Do you think Ya Army will really cooperate?”

”That old guy is famously upright, would he really betray a friend?” Yongkang laughed softly.

”He will.”

”He’s been stuck at the Bone Marrow Refining Realm for ten years. He’s already sixty-eight; in two years, he’ll be seventy.”

”Even if he’s a Martial Artist in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, whose lifespan is longer than ordinary Martial Artists, at seventy, even a Bone Marrow Refining Realm Martial Artist’s Qi Blood starts to decline.”

”If he can’t break through to the Transforming Force Realm by then, he’ll never have another chance.”

”Ha, how much is the reputation of being upright worth?”

Ge Wuning chuckled, speaking confidently.

They happened to lack sufficient strong figures to share the opportunity to advance to Martial Artists with Transforming Force.

If Ya Army wants to get involved, Liang Song’s life must be his ticket, plus he must pay a sufficient price.

”Just wait, in a few days, he’ll bring that person tied up to us.” Ge Wuning said nonchalantly.

”Father, you’re brilliant!”

Ge Bing praised, smiling.

Once they caught the guy, he planned to make him wish he were dead, torturing him with all sorts of cruel methods.

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Lin Zheyu chatted with Xu Qin Yi and others while keeping an eye on the three members from Senluo Temple.

In Bafang City, there are many people from Senluo Temple.

However, most are ordinary members; it’s rare to see three Qi Blood Realm Martial Artists appear together as they did today.

Lin Zheyu slightly moved his ears, trying to hear their conversation.

Unfortunately, the tavern was noisy, and they spoke in low voices, making it impossible to hear.

He had no choice but to give up.

After a hearty meal.

Xu Qin Yi suggested going to the next venue, but Lin Zheyu didn’t go; he had other matters to attend to.

He left the tavern.

Lin Zheyu bought a green robe on the street.

Seeing no one around, he turned into a dark alley, and emerged looking like a different stranger.

He stationed himself in an inconspicuous corner below the tavern.

After waiting half an hour, the three Senluo Temple Martial Artists finally left the tavern.

”Could these three be here for Master Liang Song?”

Lin Zheyu pondered privately.

He had been searching for Liang Song for a long time without finding him.

However, the errand boy he hired last time had brought him some information—people from Senluo Temple seemed to be hunting for Liang Song.

If these three were coming for Liang Song, following them might bring some fruitful results.

”I need to head back, there’s some business at the temple.”

”With Ya Army cooperating here and Wo Shentao also present, the two of you will be enough to handle that guy.” Yongkang said with a smile.

”Hmm, be careful on your way back.” Ge Wuning nodded.

”Don’t worry, he’s no match for me.” Yongkang said indifferently.

He had engaged Liang Song before; as long as he was cautious and didn’t fall prey to poison, there wouldn’t be any problems.

Lin Zheyu saw the group split into two routes, and couldn’t help but smile slightly.

If the three stayed together, it would indeed be inconvenient to take action.

Bafang City was stricter managed than Songyi City, with frequent patrolling soldiers and powerful Martial Artists guarding it.

If he couldn’t kill with one strike and directly subdue him, he could easily be discovered by patrols.

Lin Zheyu operated the Turtle Breath Skill to its fullest, concealing his aura.

He hid himself in the darkness, his face’s features subtly changed, becoming a bit older.

The shining moonlight fell, illuminating his face, faintly resembling Liang Song.

Yongkang headed towards the outskirts of the city, seemingly intending to leave the city late at night.

Lin Zheyu silently followed him.

Leaving the city, they reached a secluded place.

Swish!

Lin Zheyu’s figure suddenly pounced, employing the Golden Swan Skill, his leg whipped towards the opponent’s head.

”Hah!”

Yongkang sneered coldly.

Facing Lin Zheyu’s sudden blow, he seemed well-prepared.

He abruptly stepped back, the long knife in his hand swiftly swung towards Lin Zheyu’s face.