Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Chapter 474: Chapter 183: True Disciple (Part 3)

A Martial Artist harbors pride within his chest, carries dignity within his bones, kneels neither to heaven nor earth, worships no gods, and seeks only personal strength.

In youth, when joining a sect, there are rituals of kneeling and worship.

But for someone like Lin Zheyu, who has achieved mastery and cultivated true intent, this process is long gone.

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Infinite Sect, Bitao Pavilion.

This is the true core of the sect.

After the assembly ended, Lin Zheyu followed Huang Baizhong to Bitao Pavilion, accompanied by three unfamiliar Martial Artists, two men and one woman.

Through introductions, Lin Zheyu learned that these three were his senior brothers and sister.

In the sect, only Elders and the Sect Leader are qualified to accept True Disciples, choosing the most outstanding among many Inner Sect Disciples every ten years.

Huang Baizhong accepted three in total: Chen Ding, Cui Haihong, and Guo Wenzi.

”Greetings to my senior brothers and sister.”

Lin Zheyu cupped his hands to salute the three.

”From now on, you will be fellow disciples, and must help each other.”

”I will be busy with matters of the Demon Celestial Palace for a period. Wenzi, you are meticulous, so you will take responsibility for guiding Lin Zheyu.”

Huang Baizhong looked at Guo Wenzi and said.

Guo Wenzi was tall, about the same height as Lin Zheyu.

With slightly wavy shoulder-length hair, her aura was very strong, carrying a bit of masculine forthrightness, yet her manner was generous.

”Yes, Master.”

Guo Wenzi responded, looking at Lin Zheyu: ”Junior Brother, if you encounter any problems during cultivation, feel free to come to me.”

”Thank you, Senior Sister,” Lin Zheyu replied.

”If Guo Wenzi is unavailable, you can consult Chen Ding and Cui Haihong,” Huang Baizhong added.

”My teaching skills are no worse than our sister’s. Mr. Lin, you’re welcome to come to me anytime,” Chen Ding said with a smile.

”Don’t believe what Brother Chen Ding says.”

”I trusted him once, and almost ran into a problem during training.”

”If Senior Sister Wenzi and I are both unavailable, don’t consult Brother Chen Ding; it’s likely to cause issues,” Cui Haihong interjected.

Chen Ding glared at him upon hearing this but recalled his past mistake, showing a hint of embarrassment.

”Alright, you’ve all met your fellow disciples. You three are dismissed for now.”

Huang Baizhong instructed the other three to leave.

He looked at Lin Zheyu and said, ”Show me your cultivation results over these past few days, let me see how you’ve progressed.”

”Yes, Master,”

Lin Zheyu nodded.

He walked to the center of the courtyard, his Qi and blood surged, his chest rising and falling as if waves crashing upon the ocean surface echoed from his chest.

Huang Baizhong watched Lin Zheyu with a satisfied nod.

”Is this young man further refining the Turtle Breath True Skill?”

”Or has he cultivated some other Concealing Breath Skill?”

”His aura becomes increasingly strange, and even I cannot perceive it fully.”

Huang Baizhong’s eyes showed a hint of suspicion.

After advancing to Grandmaster, within the realm of his Grandmaster domain, Huang Baizhong’s perception became incredibly strong.

Yet he could not clearly sense the true strength of this newly accepted disciple, only vaguely detecting Lin Zheyu’s formidable Qi blood.

And this was with Lin Zheyu not using the Eternal Night Sleep Secret Skill, relying only on the constitution cultivated by it and the Turtle Breath True Skill to conceal his strength.

If he activated the Eternal Night Sleep Secret Skill fully, even Huang Baizhong would be unable to detect any aura within his body.

”Achieving this level in just over ten days is indeed impressive.”

”But there are a few shortcomings that need improvement.”

”Because you’ve cultivated many techniques, your learning is complex, and during practice, traces of other techniques unconsciously appear.”

”This is especially severe when executing the Breathing Skill.”

Huang Baizhong pointed out Lin Zheyu’s issues.

With light footsteps, he instantly arrived before Lin Zheyu, swiftly extending his hands.

His palms landed gently on various parts of Lin Zheyu’s body, neither painful nor itchy.

Strands of true force, tinged with icy coldness, seeped into Lin Zheyu’s body through his palm.

”Especially in these areas.”

”Your control is very strong, which is your advantage as well as your flaw.”

”The Infinite Jade Waves True Skill was perceived by our patriarch amidst towering waves.”

”It focuses on experiencing the sensation of being amidst towering waves, extreme body refinement effects under the pounding of great waves, deep sea pressure.”

”Emphasizing order mixed with a touch of nature’s randomness, rather than precision...”

Huang Baizhong slowly explained.

The true strength infiltrating Lin Zheyu’s body, under his control, regulated Lin Zheyu’s muscles and skin, letting him deeply experience the Infinite Jade Waves True Skill.

Lin Zheyu closed his eyes, feeling the true intent contained within the true strength, his movements gradually began.

This time, his motions lacked the precise feel, instead presenting a randomness akin to nature, as his form twisted like withstanding torrents of waves.

Maintaining consistent technique while adding a hint of disorder, resembling natural randomness.

Huang Baizhong nodded slightly upon seeing this.

Upon initial contact, he roughly gauged this newly accepted disciple’s strength.

His Qi blood was strong, nearly reaching the level of the Nine Transformations of Qi and Blood.

Besides, his physical tenacity was astonishing, though unknown what Body Refining Technique he used, it remained top-tier within the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.

But it was still far from a Buddhist Vajra.

”The foundation of the Qi Blood Eight Transformations is firm, his mental will resilient, with great potential and understanding, a promising candidate for advancement to the Innate Realm.”

”It’s a pity...”

”With such talent, had he joined the Infinite Sect from a young age and received adequate nurturing, he would certainly become a genius of the Qi Blood Dragon Realm.”

Huang Baizhong held this thought, regretting that Lin Zheyu, this uncut jade, had missed the optimal nurturing period.

After tens of minutes, Lin Zheyu stopped practicing, cupping his hands, ”Thank you for your guidance, Master.”

”Hm.”

”Here is the True Intent Diagram of the Infinite Jade Waves True Skill, focus on comprehending the Jade Wave True Intent when you return.”

”Since you are re-cultivating the true skill, don’t follow the usual steps, comprehend the Jade Wave True Intent, and pair it with the Cultivation Technique to achieve twice the result with half the effort.”

”Also, from now until the same time next year, which is one year total, you’ll have free access to resources for cultivating the Infinite Jade Waves True Skill.”

”I’ve already instructed Deshou Hall, with contribution points and silver taels listed under me.”

”Quickly cultivate the Infinite Jade Waves True Skill, and form the Infinite Ocean Body.”

Huang Baizhong slowly said, ”The techniques of Bitao Pavilion can only continue once you’ve formed the Infinite Ocean Body.”

”Yes, understood.”

Lin Zheyu affirmed.

Taking the True Intent Diagram and the token from Huang Baizhong, he bade farewell and turned to leave.

After Lin Zheyu departed, Huang Baizhong’s powerful aura suddenly dropped, a flush appearing on his face.

”Is your injury okay?”

Mr. Yang emerged from the side hall, accompanied by an elegant lady.

If Lin Zheyu were present, he would recognize her as Wo Xuan, who had registered his identity previously claiming to be his aunt.

She quickly approached, grabbing Huang Baizhong’s wrist, her true force surging in, infusing into his arm.

Strands of black-red energy surged within Huang Baizhong, forced out by Wo Xuan’s true force, revealing themselves.

Yet no matter how she tried, she could not expel the energy from Huang Baizhong’s body.

”Nothing serious.”

”This energy is powerful, requiring a week of continuous use of Evil-Extinguishing Elixir, then refining it with true force.”

Huang Baizhong freed himself from Wo Xuan’s grip, smiling.

His blue true force circulated, suppressing the black-red energy, his complexion returned to normal.

This energy would flare up every few hours, extremely bothersome.

”Wuling City had the appearance of such level of Demon Martial Artist!” Wo Xuan said with a heavy expression.

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