Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Little did they know, their every move had long been noticed by Lin Zheyu.

"Each one of them wants to kill me; do they really think I’m some easy target?"

"These people all deserve to die!"

Lin Zheyu softly murmured, strong intent to kill flashing in his eyes.

He decided to slay all these fools within the demon lair, to vent the resentment he had just endured from Sun Zhenzhi.

Thinking of this...

Lin Zheyu turned his head to glance in the direction of the Demon Suppression Army.

There, a terrifying shadow resembling both god and demon stood quietly amidst the Demon Suppression Army, suppressing this temporal node.

This shadow was congealed by the military array formed by the soldiers of the Demon Suppression Army, with strength exceedingly terrifying.

Moments ago in the Demon Suppression Army, Lin Zheyu had also thought of recklessly acting out, and smashing Sun Zhenzhi with a punch.

To vent the suffocation and displeasure in his heart.

When you have nothing to lose, you have nothing to fear.

Lin Zheyu had no concerns, no weaknesses. At worst, he could flee and start a new life elsewhere.

But,

The premise is, if there were no military array.

With the military array present, Lin Zheyu dared not make a move.

Making a move would mean death!

The crisis that lingered in the air made his heart palpitate and his hair stand on end, leaving Lin Zheyu apprehensive about acting recklessly in the Demon Suppression Army.

Lin Zheyu understood that the moment he acted, he’d immediately face a catastrophic disaster.

In comparison to transient pleasure, his life was far more important.

As long as one has the mountains, there will still be firewood.

Momentary pride or disgrace means nothing compared to one’s life.

"Sun Zhenzhi, hehe..."

"Enjoy the time you have left!"

"Soon..."

"Soon, I will come for you again."

Lin Zheyu whispered softly.

If this person isn’t removed, the unease in his heart remains.

Unease in heart leads to blocked thoughts and hindered cultivation, making it easy for heart demons to manifest.

Lin Zheyu self-reflected, believing himself to be a kind person.

Normally, he is gentle with others, treats people amicably, and occasionally even does good deeds to help others.

Lin Zheyu only wished to cultivate peacefully, enjoying life.

Yet, there are always people who refuse to leave him be.

Whoo~~

The wild wind roared past.

Lin Zheyu treaded in the void, speeding into the depths of the demon lair.

Sun Zhenzhi’s matter could wait.

Right now, the most crucial thing was to find a hidden place and eliminate these three groups of people.

These three waves, Lin Zheyu didn’t want to let a single one go.

...

Demon Suppression Army.

In the barracks, the enchanting dancers continued to sway their graceful bodies.

Upon hearing Sun Zhenzhi’s request, Wei Meng agreed without hesitation.

His spiritual sense moved slightly, sending out a message.

A silhouette of a middle-aged man slowly emerged within the camp.

The middle-aged man looked indifferent, his gaze deep as still water, exuding a forbidding aura.

He lightly bowed to Wei Meng and called him ’young master’, then stood quietly by the side.

He didn’t even glance at Sun Zhenzhi.

A mere mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, despite having a royal consort cousin, didn’t deserve the middle-aged man’s notice.

Hoping for him to show respect—Sun Zhenzhi’s talents were insufficient; he would at least need to prove the Golden Core before he could say anything.

Sun Zhenzhi wasn’t bothered by this.

In this world where strength reigns supreme, he was accustomed to such sights.

His royal consort cousin merely provided him a platform, and the middle-aged man in front of him was part of that circle.

The middle-aged man was not his subordinate, hence didn’t need to heed his attitude.

"Mr. Ping, there’s a matter I need to trouble you with a trip for."

"Take this tracking artifact, and bring the person back."

"Remember, do not return to the Demon Suppression Army, just notify me directly once you’ve captured them." Wei Meng said with a smile.

After speaking, he looked at Sun Zhenzhi, signaling him to hand over the tracking artifact to the middle-aged man.

"Senior, this is the tracking artifact, I’m troubling you with it."

Sun Zhenzhi took out the artifact, speaking politely.

"Hmm."

The middle-aged man took the artifact and responded with an indifferent nod.

His figure swayed slightly and instantaneously disappeared from sight.

Sun Zhenzhi and Wei Meng exchanged a glance, revealing a tacit smile.

Just as the two were about to continue drinking, the middle-aged man’s figure abruptly reappeared inside the camp.

"Mr. Ping, has a problem arisen?"

Wei Meng asked in astonishment.

"The tracking mark has been removed by that person."

The middle-aged man’s expression remained indifferent as he tossed the artifact to Sun Zhenzhi, saying, "If there’s no other tracking method, then I’ll take my leave."

"Impossible!"

"That was a powerful mark I set with the army array’s might; how could a crude martial artist have removed it!"

Sun Zhenzhi exclaimed in shock.

The tracking mark was set using the army array’s power.

Even mid-stage Golden Core cultivators, unless exceptionally gifted with strong spiritual perception, couldn’t possibly detect anything unusual on them.

Let alone erase it.

Moreover, even if detected, it shouldn’t have been possible for a mere mid-stage Divine Treasure martial artist to have erased it so quickly.

This doesn’t make sense!

"Nothing more, earlier I was troubling the senior."

Sun Zhenzhi regained his composure, showing a wry smile and respectfully bowing to the middle-aged man.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man gave Wei Meng a look.

Seeing no further instructions, he once again vanished from the camp.

"Mr. Sun, if you need assistance, don’t hesitate to ask."

Wei Meng said smilingly and heartily.

His talent, barring any accidents, would only reach the Golden Core after a century of polishing.

Without fortuitous encounters, reaching Nascent Soul in this lifetime was hopeless.

Despite lacking in talent, Wei Meng had a powerful elder sister!

The resources his sister provided him were used to win hearts and forge bonds with promising cultivators.