Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 309: Entering (I)

Bright moonlight fell gently from the heavens.

From the courtyard came the hissing sounds of fists tearing through the air. Lin Zheyu wore three thousand kilograms of heavy armor, panting as he practiced Great Strength Vajra Fist in the courtyard. Great Strength Vajra Fist was a fierce and domineering fist technique, with profound mysteries in power release and the circulation of blood qi.

Lin Zheyu had previously trained in Barbaric Ox Fist, and the Dominance true intent he comprehended from it carried the same meaning of breaking all techniques with sheer strength. When combined with Great Strength Vajra Fist, the results were unexpectedly excellent. With the addition of Tortoise Breath true intent, he was already able to display five or six tenths of the profundity of the original Buddhist Sect technique. When Elder Yang had suggested that he learn Great Strength Vajra Fist, it was precisely because he recognized the strong compatibility between Lin Zheyu's Dominance true intent and this fist technique.

"Young Master Lin, come on, I will take you to..." Huang Youwei's voice arrived before he did. When he stepped into the courtyard and saw Lin Zheyu in the midst of cultivation, his voice abruptly stopped.

He started training the moment he got the heavy armor. Young Master Lin is truly diligent. No wonder he has achieved so much. But something feels off about his condition. With his strength, his breathing is far too heavy. His movements are precise and powerful, yet they give the impression of exhaustion with no strength left to follow. Is he about to reach his limit?

Watching Lin Zheyu train, Huang Youwei felt deeply astonished.

Martial training emphasized gradual progress. Who would train this fiercely and exhaust all their strength in one go? In his eyes, this was extremely unwise. After watching for some time, Huang Youwei saw a trace of release flash across Lin Zheyu's pained face before he stopped and collapsed onto the ground, utterly drained. Clearly, just as Huang Youwei had guessed, Lin Zheyu had trained until every last bit of strength was spent.

Seeing Lin Zheyu like this, Huang Youwei asked with curiosity, "Young Master Lin, did you exhaust all your strength and reach your limit?"

"Yes. This is my personal cultivation habit. Experiencing the process and sensations of training to the limit greatly helps with understanding techniques. It also tempers the will and strengthens bodily resilience," Lin Zheyu smiled faintly as he said in a weak voice.

Enduring the intense pain radiating from the muscles in his arms, he took out a bottle of Essence and Qi Pills from his robe. He pulled out the stopper, poured out three medicinal pills, and swallowed them. After the Tang Family and Ni Qiangkun came to offer compensation and settle their grievances, he could now be considered a wealthy man.

The compensation sent by the Tang Family and Ni Qiangkun consisted almost entirely of medicinal pills needed for cultivation, the hard currency among martial artists. Combined, they totaled one hundred bottles of Essence and Qi Pills with thirty pills per bottle, twenty bottles of Origin Stabilizing Pills with ten pills per bottle, and even two Life Extending Pills. Of these medicinal pills, 80% came from the Tang Family, with the remainder from Ni Qiangkun.

Unfortunately, there were no Nine Yang Rejuvenation Pills. Those were the true treasure medicines. A single pill had once sold for an astonishing 3.8 million taels of silver at a Li Family auction. Even so, the total value of the compensation was still extremely high. Origin Stabilizing Pills, which restored essence, qi, and spirit and strengthened the foundation, cost over 15,000 taels of silver per pill on the market. All of the medicinal pills combined were worth 3 to 4 million taels of silver. Even with that much silver, it was not guaranteed that one could purchase these pills. At the Li Family auction, each type of pill had strict quantity limits.

After taking the medicinal pills, Lin Zheyu thought of the Pei Family.

The matter with the Tang Family is settled just like that. As for the Pei Family, do they intend not to reconcile or to simply ignore me?

Compared to the Tang Family, the Pei Family had lost a Marrow Refining realm expert and another powerhouse on the verge of advancing to the Force Transformation realm, suffering heavy losses. They did not send anyone to make contact and left directly after the martial cultivation exchange ended.

"Young Master Lin... Brother Lin... Come back to your senses."

While Lin Zheyu was lost in thought, Huang Youwei's voice reached his ears.

"Oh, what is it?" Lin Zheyu came back to his senses and looked toward Huang Youwei beside him.

After consuming the three Essence and Qi Pills, strands of blood qi were quickly refined within his body. As the blood qi recovered, the soreness in his muscles eased considerably. He propped himself up, slowly stood, and moved to sit beside the stone table.

"Does training like this work well?" Huang Youwei asked.

Every genius had their own unique method of cultivation. Although he was surprised, Huang Youwei quickly accepted Lin Zheyu's approach. What he was curious about was whether this method was truly as effective as Lin Zheyu claimed.

"It works quite well for me. You can try it yourself. The closer you get to your physical limit, the different your understanding becomes when cultivating techniques," Lin Zheyu said with a smile. "By the way, what did you want to find me for earlier?"

"I originally wanted to take you out for a walk to see the nighttime bustle of Wuling City, but in your current state, that would not be appropriate. I will head back first and come find you again tomorrow. I will also try your cultivation method myself and see how effective it is," Huang Youwei said with a smile.

With that, he took his leave. After Huang Youwei departed, Lin Zheyu turned his attention to the data within his consciousness.

[Heaven Rewards the Diligent]

[Name: Lin Zheyu]

[Origin Force: 7]

[Skills: Ninefold Origin Lock Art (Perfection), Tortoise Breath True Technique (Sixth Stage: 0%), Golden Goose Technique (Eleventh Stage: 100%), Great Strength Vajra Fist (First Stage: 83%), Violet Thunder Blood Condensing Technique (Third Stage: 18%)]

The Origin Force had increased by 2 units. During the last breakthrough, only 1 unit was added, with another 0.5 unit not displayed. That meant that this time, by breaking through the limit, his Origin Force increased by more than 1.5 units. The exact amount would require repeated testing to determine.

I need to find a technique that can perfectly conceal my aura of strength as soon as possible.

With the Ninefold Origin Lock Art sealing a large amount of life energy and blood qi energy, breaking through a limit once could still yield more than 1.5 units of Origin Force. If it were released, he would certainly be able to obtain more than 2 units of Origin Force, greatly improving efficiency.

***

Morning came, and a thin mist still shrouded the sky.

Lin Zheyu rose very early and practiced the Great Strength Vajra Fist in the courtyard. He had already abandoned the Violet Thunder Dominance Fist. Even with a true intent diagram, that technique was several levels inferior to Great Strength Vajra Fist. This was even more so without a true intent diagram.

Pu, chi.

In his mind, Lin Zheyu visualized the visualization diagram of Great Strength Vajra Fist, comprehending the essence of the technique. His heart was calm and serene, his face majestic and resolute. The momentum qi around him was imposing and wrathful, unstoppable. After a long while, he stopped, breathing heavily. His body was somewhat weak now. Having just broken through his physical limit the previous night, even with the aid of Essence and Qi Pills, it would take two or three days for him to recover to peak condition.

"Young Master, Lord Yang asks that after breakfast, you go to the Flowing Cloud Hall to see him," Yuqing said as she stepped forward.

"Alright," replied Lin Zheyu.

He returned to his room to change clothes and, under the guidance of a Wuji Sect disciple, arrived at the Flowing Cloud Hall. This was a place Huang Youwei had introduced to him earlier while familiarizing him with the sect. It was where initiates passed the Heart Questioning Trial.

"Disciple Lin Zheyu greets Elder Yang," Lin Zheyu said respectfully.

Although he had not yet formally entered the sect, he already regarded himself as a Wuji Sect disciple. Elder Yang treated him extremely well. When he had seen Lin Zheyu injured by that yao martial artist, he had given him a precious Nine Yang Rejuvenation Pill without asking for anything in return. The atmosphere within the Wuji Sect was also very good.

"You have been at the Wuji Sect for several days now. Are you settling in well?" Elder Yang asked with a smile as he looked at Lin Zheyu.

"The atmosphere within the sect is good, and the environment is pleasant. This disciple has settled in well," replied Lin Zheyu.

"As long as you are used to it, that is good. Baizhong went out to handle some matters and ran into a few complications. It will take another ten days to half a month before he returns. The wait is too long, so we will not wait for him. I will first arrange for you to enter the inner sect, and once Baizhong returns, you can formally take him as your master. After entering the inner sect, you will be considered a part of the Wuji Sect, and I can pass on the Azure Tide Boundless True Technique to you," said Elder Yang.

Back then, when yao martial artists caused havoc at Wuji Manor, it required decisive and forceful action to deter them. It was originally thought that the matter would be resolved quickly, but unexpectedly, the Yao Heavenly Palace, a newly emerging force, was far stronger than anticipated. Huang Baizhong had been delayed by this matter and would not return so soon.

"I will follow your arrangements entirely," Lin Zheyu responded.

Whether or not he formally took Huang Baizhong as his master did not matter much to him. It was merely a difference in seniority. The varying identities and allocation of martial cultivation resources were of little importance to him.

"Very well. Before initiation, you need to pass the Heart Questioning Trial. Come, stand here."

Elder Yang pointed to the spot before the patriarch's statue, took three incense sticks from the side, lit them, and handed them over.

"First, offer incense to the Wuji Sect patriarch, then recite after me," said Elder Yang.

Lin Zheyu nodded. Under Elder Yang's guidance, Lin Zheyu held the incense, bowed three times toward the patriarch's statue, and inserted the incense into the censer on the offering table.

"Next, recite after me," said Elder Yang.

"Yes."

"Above stands the Supreme Celestial Sovereign of the Myriad Dao and the Golden Palace. This disciple, Lin Zheyu, solemnly enters Wuji Sect..." Elder Yang said slowly.

The words contained many ritual phrases used exclusively for worship and sacrifice. Although Lin Zheyu felt somewhat surprised, he still followed Elder Yang in reciting them. After the passage was completed, a strange sensation suddenly enveloped his entire body. Lin Zheyu felt a familiar aura. It was the same one he had sensed back in Lion Valley when he saw the Nine Nether demon statue.

Supreme Celestial Sovereign of the Myriad Dao and the Golden Palace?

Lin Zheyu felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

He felt an indescribably terrifying gaze fall upon him. An unfathomable power followed that gaze and enveloped his entire body. Under that gaze, everything about him seemed to have nowhere to hide.

Is this the power of a god or a demon?

Lin Zheyu felt alarmed in his heart.

"Do not worry. This power poses no harm to you." Seeing Lin Zheyu's shock, Elder Yang said, "This is the power that comes from gods and demons. Once your strength increases, you will gradually come into contact with this level."