Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

”Nurturing a lifebound magical treasure is not an easy task, and it costs a fortune.”

”My greatest reliance is on Martial Dao; the Immortal Tao and Spiritual Sense are currently just auxiliary. Focusing my energy on Martial Dao is what’s most important.”

Lin Zheyu thought silently to himself.

There is an issue with the Immortal Tao in this world. Before figuring out the hidden dangers, Lin Zheyu doesn’t want to step onto this path.

His Martial Dao has not yet reached its limit, and his strength can continue to improve.

Currently, possessing strength comparable to Foundation Establishment, Lin Zheyu believed that reaching the Golden Elixir Layer level of strength shouldn’t be a problem.

After experimenting with Spiritual Sense, Lin Zheyu turned his attention to the storage bag.

He almost understood the role of Spiritual Sense, but he was clueless about the restrictions involved with the storage bag.

He took out the storage bag that was already open.

Spiritual Sense probed into the storage bag, and a small space of about a cubic meter immediately appeared in his consciousness.

”What a magical feeling, what principle is this?”

”Is it a special restriction space, or is it made from materials that inherently possess spatial properties?”

Lin Zheyu was somewhat curious in his heart.

He fiddled with the storage bag, but being an outsider, he couldn’t figure out anything useful.

”How do you close this thing?”

”That guy mentioned before dying that the opening and closing of the storage bag are related to the restriction. Is the restriction at the mouth of the storage bag?”

Lin Zheyu pondered.

As Spiritual Sense explored the storage bag, he observed every inch of it inside and out.

”Huh...”

Lin Zheyu let out a light sound of surprise.

A look of understanding appeared on his face.

Soon after, the open mouth of the storage bag automatically closed.

”Luckily it’s foolproof operation, but is this what a restriction is—coming with a built-in guidance system?” Lin Zheyu muttered.

When he inserted his Spiritual Sense into the storage bag, an awareness automatically emerged in his mind, instantly telling him how to use it.

A masterless storage bag is like a door lock without a fingerprint recorded. Spiritual Sense acts as the fingerprint, and when Lin Zheyu’s Spiritual Sense entered it, the ”fingerprint” got automatically recorded.

As his thoughts shifted, the storage bag automatically closed.

”It seems that to open these storage bags, one must forcibly break the restriction inside the storage bag first.”

”The restrictions seem to vary in strength. These ordinary storage bags have low-intensity restrictions; forcibly breaking them shouldn’t be too difficult.”

”And as for that youth from the Observatory, his storage bag looks of good quality. I wonder if I can break it open with my current Spiritual Sense strength.”

Lin Zheyu thought about the storage bag hidden in the mountain forest.

Since his Spiritual Sense has been successfully condensed, Lin Zheyu plans to find a time to check whether the storage bag is still there and if there are any issues.

If not, he’ll try to see if he can break the restriction on the storage bag.

Given this storage bag’s high level, the things stored inside should be quite valuable...right?

Lin Zheyu took out the other seven storage bags.

Among the seven storage bags, six were about the same as the one in his hand, belonging to the lowest grade storage bags used by cultivators.

The remaining one was rather special.

This storage bag was obtained from a warrior of the Barbarian Race.

The material used for this storage bag was some sort of mysterious exotic beast skin, inscribed with rough, mysterious runes.

Unlike the formation patterns of cultivators, they were two completely different styles.

As his Divine Sense entered, a dense bloody aura and a rough, wild atmosphere came rushing in.

”It’s a style completely different from a cultivator’s restrictions, but brute force can work wonders. Let’s break it!”

Lin Zheyu muttered, gathering his Spiritual Sense into a force, and thrust it fiercely into the mouth of this special storage bag.

He didn’t know much about the so-called Immortal Tao Restriction or the methods of the Barbarian Race.

Conventional means couldn’t solve it, but with brute force, as long as the strength is enough, it works.

Pop!

A crisp sound emerged from the Spirit Stone, as if a mist enshrouding the bloody, wild aura on the Spiritual Sense vanished instantly.

The space revealed in consciousness was a bit smaller than one cubic meter.

”Weaker than expected.”

Lin Zheyu’s lips curled slightly.

All the items in the storage bag appeared in his consciousness.

”Just beast bones?”

”Indeed worthy of the Barbarian Race, such strange and peculiar things.”

Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but say.

He shook his head slightly, taking out the only two Spirit Stones inside and dumping out the rest to the side.

After breaking the restriction, this storage bag was like a lock forced open with violence, and was now useless, needing a new lock.

Lin Zheyu planned to keep it for now, sell it in the Cultivation Marketplace later, or set up a new restriction.

Crack—

Crack crack—

Sounds of cracking were heard as Lin Zheyu broke open the remaining seven storage bags one by one.

”Restrictions are hardly better than nothing, like locks from the previous life, meant to keep out gentlemen but not petty thieves.”

Lin Zheyu formed a rough judgment about these low-quality storage bags in his mind.

He dumped out everything from the storage bags.

There were all sorts of miscellaneous items, even unfinished roast meat, wine, and pastries.

Lin Zheyu placed the useless stuff to one side, the miscellaneous weapons to another, and carefully collected the Spirit Stones.

There were 27 Spirit Stones in total; the gains were pretty good.

”’Spirit Martial Swordsmanship,’ it’s actually a book on the Sword Control Technique.”

”Although I’m not a cultivator, the method of controlling the sword with Spiritual Sense above will be quite helpful for me.”

”’Spirit-Seizing Finger,’ I should find time to see if it can be converted into a Martial Arts Skill.”

”It’s a pity there are only two techniques, and neither seems to have much utility for me.”

Lin Zheyu carefully stored the two manuals and Spirit Stones into his own storage bag.

The remaining miscellaneous weapons all got stuffed into another storage bag that had lost its restriction, tied shut with a rope.

”The issue with Spiritual Sense is finally settled.”

”Next is to create a powerful Concealing Breath Skill and then seek out the future path of Martial Dao.”

Lin Zheyu mused.

He already had an idea about the Concealing Breath Skill, but not yet a clear direction for the future path of Martial Dao.

Boom!

Suddenly, a flare of fire shot into the sky, blossoming into a radiant light.

”Something else happened?”

Lin Zheyu’s expression changed.

In an instant, the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill activated, swiftly concealing his aura.

Without a Concealing Breath Skill tailored for himself, he could only make do with the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill for now.