Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing

Deep winter had set in, with cold winds howling across the land. Even in the Martial Realm, the cycle of the four seasons persisted. However, the trees, flowers, and grasses in the mountains and forests had long surpassed ordinary mortal plants, thanks to the nourishment of dense spiritual qi. Despite the bitter cold, the surroundings remained lush and vibrant with life.

Since returning from the library, Lin Zheyu had not gone outside again. Although the Martial Realm is mainly for martial artists, it still belongs to the cultivation world. Talismans, formations, and restrictions were everywhere. His courtyard was protected by a formation, which gave him a strong sense of security. If not for the need to compete for the vice hall master position, increase his authority, and exchange for higher-level techniques and scriptures, he believed he could stay hidden here for several years without issue.

If I stay hidden inside the Martial Realm, that old man from Soaring Cloud Pavilion probably won't be able to do anything to me, right?

But if he did that, it would essentially mean offending the other party completely. If he went outside in the future, he would need to act with extreme caution. Until he removed the mark Fan Hongwei had left on him, or until his strength surpassed the man's, Lin Zheyu could only endure in silence for now.

A gentle breeze drifted through the courtyard, carrying the fragrance of flowers. Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged in the yard, his expression calm and tranquil. Blood qi and true origin surged within his body as he verified the martial cultivation knowledge he had learned from the book, The Immortal Martial Cultivation Path. Ever since reaching the Grandmaster realm, the martial path he cultivated had already begun to diverge from traditional martial cultivation. Even so, The Immortal Martial Cultivation Path still provided him with tremendous help, allowing him to reorganize and refine the martial path he would walk in the future.

As the night deepened, Lin Zheyu remained seated cross-legged in the same spot without moving. The aura around him gradually weakened as the blood qi within him surged. Under his control, the true origin flowing through his meridians rapidly broke apart, separating into true intent, blood qi, and essence origin before returning to their fundamental state.

Blood qi was the foundation of martial cultivation. As his strength continued to rise, true origin became less and less useful to Lin Zheyu. Even if he completely decomposed all of it into blood qi, essence origin, true intent, and other forms of energy, it would have little effect on his combat strength.

The massive golden blood qi was incomparably viscous. As it rushed through his blood vessels at high speed, terrifying rumbling sounds echoed from within his body. Under Lin Zheyu's control, the blood qi surged toward the acupoints representing essence, qi, and spirit, only to mysteriously vanish from sight.

Just as he had previously suspected, one first had to nourish the divine repositories before opening them. However, he had never been able to find a proper method before. Only now, through the explanations within the Immortal Martial Cultivation Path, had he finally managed to figure out a viable method of nourishment.

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