Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

"It’s Mr. Zong!"

"Let’s go over and take a look!"

Bai Lin recognized the aura of one of the people and frowned slightly, looking somewhat anxious.

"Alright, let’s go take a look then."

Seeing this, Lin Zheyu nodded slightly.

Judging by Bai Lin’s expression, the person in the fight seemed to have some connection with him.

...

Bang!

Bam, bam, bam!

The violent aftermath of the fight resonated, and two figures collided with incredible speed, then quickly separated.

Ripples of blood-colored energy spread out from the two, radiating waves of energy.

Boom!

A man in elegant cyan robes punched out, a massive blood-colored shadow erupted from his fist, hurtling towards the woman in fiery red attire.

The woman crossed her arms, forming a red energy barrier in front of her.

The huge fist shadow smashed into the barrier, and with a crack, the barrier shattered, and the woman was violently thrown back.

Thud—

Her whole body crashed heavily into the ground, creating a deep pit.

"Hand it over!"

"Or submit to me, and that item will be yours."

The man in cyan robes, holding a fan in his right hand, said with a smile.

"Hmph!"

"I was the one who discovered it first."

The woman snorted coldly, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, her expression utterly calm.

"Heh, everything in the Martial Realm belongs to our family. What does it have to do with your Martial Alliance?" The man in cyan robes said with a smile.

"Tch!"

The woman spat and, in front of the man in cyan robes, took out an elixir, starting to recover without any concern.

The man, seeing this, wasn’t in a hurry and continued smilingly watching the red-clothed woman.

He resembled a cat toying with a mouse, filled with teasing intent.

"Tsk, tsk, this woman has spirit."

"A new genius of the Martial Alliance, heh heh, female cultivators of Martial Dao are far more interesting to play with, those Cultivators are too weak..."

The man in cyan robes stared intently at the woman, as if seeing a perfect specimen.

One has to admit, the red-clothed woman was quite beautiful, an exceptional character among people.

Her fiery red attire, paired with a cool and vigorous demeanor, had a distinctive charm.

"Hm?"

"There’s a helper coming, no, two."

The man in cyan robes suddenly looked towards the right front direction, where two auras were rapidly approaching.

A hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

Being interrupted without reason while in the midst of enjoyment was quite an irritating thing.

"Mr. Lin Jing, are you alright!"

Seeing the two people ahead, Bai Lin called out from afar.

As his words fell, he and Lin Zheyu arrived nearby.

"I’m fine."

Seeing Bai Lin and the unfamiliar-looking Lin Zheyu, the red-clothed woman sighed in slight relief.

"Good to hear."

"Mr. Wu, I’m not sure how Mr. Lin Jing offended you?"

Bai Lin frowned slightly, watching the man in cyan robes cautiously.

"Oh, she stole my item."

"What, do you plan to stand up for her?"

Wu Yixuan glanced dismissively at Bai Lin, speaking condescendingly, clearly not considering Bai Lin worthy of attention.

"That’s not true, I was the one who found that Seven-Colored Immortal Ginseng first."

"After I got my hands on it, he suddenly appeared, claiming he had been eyeing it for a long time." Zong Linjing frowned.

After a brief recovery, Zong Linjing looked much better.

"Does Mr. Wu have any evidence, like a mark left on the Seven-Colored Immortal Ginseng?" Bai Lin asked, looking at Wu Yixuan.

"Heh, my words are evidence."

"Damn, merely a servant of my family dares to talk back to the master, seems we’ve been too lenient with you all these centuries."

Wu Yixuan sneered.

Bai Lin and Zong Linjing exchanged glances, their expressions extremely displeased.

Lin Zheyu silently observed from the side, not speaking, but gradually understood some matters from their conversation.

The man in cyan robes before him appeared to be from the Wu Family, one of the three major Ancient Martial Families.

"Get lost!"

"Today I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you off, but if you don’t leave, I’ll even beat you up."

"Simply beating you up and breaking some legs, your Alliance Leader won’t even let out a fart."

Wu Yixuan mocked.

From beginning to end, he held Bai Lin and the others in complete disdain, maintaining a scornful attitude towards them.

"You!"

"Let’s fight then!"

"Mr. Bai is eager to learn some of your brilliant moves!"

Bai Lin, provoked by Wu Yixuan, became exceedingly unhappy.

His aura began to surge wildly, vast Qi Blood Energy spread out, radiating red energy outside his body.

Zong Linjing took a quiet step beside Bai Lin, enveloped in a faint layer of blood-colored energy as well.

"Hmm!"

"It’s not just Bai Lin, all three of them are like this."

"Has Martial Dao, in the end, returned to its root of Qi Blood Energy?"

Lin Zheyu quietly observed from the side, feeling the powerful Qi Blood Energy surging from the three, his heart couldn’t help but stir slightly.

As his strength grew, he gradually realized the True Essence within him seemed unable to keep up with his rising strength.

The True Essence within him started appearing somewhat inadequate.

"Mr. Xiao, this matter doesn’t concern you, please proceed to Flame Martial City first."

"This is my token, with it you can enter Flame Martial City, and Mr. Bai will follow shortly."

Bai Lin casually tossed a jade token, sending a message with Spiritual Sense.

Mr. Xiao had not yet joined the Martial Alliance and was unfamiliar with Zong Linjing, and Bai Lin didn’t want to drag her into the situation.

"No problem, I’ll wait for you all."

"I’m still quite curious about the legendary Ancient Martial Families."