Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

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"Ah, you despicable waste!"

Boom!

"Damn servant, I’ll have you dead!"

Rumble!

"I curse you..."

Boom!

"Aaaaaa—"

Curses mixed with booming sounds echoed through the entire forest.

In the end, the curses grew fainter, leaving only agonized screams, while the booming remained as strong and forceful as ever.

"Die..."

"You... you just wait, ... I will... will..."

Wu Yixuan said intermittently.

His face had long lost its former pride and disdain, looking extremely pathetic and embarrassed.

"Leaving him here won’t be a problem, right?"

Lin Zheyu turned his head and looked at Bai Lin, ignoring Wu Yixuan.

Martial artists have tough skin and flesh; after smashing Wu Yixuan’s foot wildly, his internal energy was nearly exhausted, but he wasn’t seriously injured.

He just looked extremely pathetic.

"No... no problem."

"He has the Wu family’s contact information on him. After we leave, the Wu family will likely come looking for him soon."

Bai Lin looked at the pitiful Wu Yixuan, and couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

He gained a deeper understanding of Mr. Xiao’s strength.

Mr. Xiao seemed even more powerful than when in the Demon God Barrier.

No, or rather, Mr. Xiao hadn’t shown his full strength back then.

"Oh, then let’s go."

Lin Zheyu clapped his hands and said indifferently.

Seeing Wu Yixuan about to start cursing again, Lin Zheyu raised his foot and stomped down on Wu Yixuan’s face.

"Aaaah!!"

Screams rang out as Wu Yixuan’s head was viciously stomped into the ground by Lin Zheyu.

Mmm~ mmm~

From the soil, a muffled sound came.

Wu Yixuan struggled to break free from Lin Zheyu’s foot, but the previous wild smashes had nearly exhausted his physical strength.

Wuuu—

Struggling, the muffled sound gradually turned into a sobbing sound, and this guy actually started crying.

For a martial artist, whose martial will should be exceptionally strong, to actually cry!

Lin Zheyu could hardly believe it.

How on earth did such a waste manage to cultivate to this realm?

"Uh..."

"Am I too much, this kid probably hates me to death."

Lin Zheyu scratched his nose, feeling that he might have gone a bit overboard just now.

A hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Having offended Wu Yixuan, perhaps it was better to end him once and for all, saving trouble for himself.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao."

"This is the Martial Realm. If someone dies, it will truly be over."

Bai Lin quickly spoke up upon seeing the fleeting killing intent in Lin Zheyu’s eyes.

He was really worried that Mr. Xiao might accidentally end Wu Yixuan’s life, which would truly be disastrous, even the Alliance Leader couldn’t protect them.

"You’re overthinking, Mr. Xiao was just curious about the means of the legendary Ancient Martial Families and wanted to spar with Mr. Wu."

"Wouldn’t you agree?"

Lin Zheyu moved his right foot away and kicked twice at Wu Yixuan’s body.

"You’re... dead meat..."

"Mmm—"

Wu Yixuan lifted his head, his face extremely ferocious.

He glared with a venomous look, wishing he could tear Lin Zheyu to pieces.

In all his life, Wu Yixuan had never suffered such humiliation.

But before Wu Yixuan could finish speaking, Lin Zheyu’s right foot slammed down again, pinning Wu Yixuan’s head into the soil.

"He agrees, you all heard it, right?"

Lin Zheyu looked at Bai Lin and Zong Linjing, revealing a harmless smile.

Bai Lin and Zong Linjing’s faces twitched involuntarily.

Bai Lin slightly regretted in his heart; he wondered if inviting Mr. Xiao to join the Martial Alliance was a mistake.

"We should leave quickly. With such a big commotion just now, if it attracts more Wu family members or martial artists from the other two families, we won’t be able to leave."

Zong Linjing quickly changed the subject.

"What Mr. Zong says is true, let’s go."

Lin Zheyu agreed.

"Wait, let’s at least cover for him a bit. If Wu Yixuan ends up dying in the forest at the hands of a beast, we won’t be able to get away clean."

"A spar can be justified as such, but if there’s a death, the situation is different."

Zong Linjing looked at the miserable Wu Yixuan.

She took two steps forward and produced a jade bottle, sprinkling some brown medicinal powder on Wu Yixuan.

Immediately after, a talisman appeared in her right hand, which she stuck onto Wu Yixuan’s back.

"Let’s go."

After handling things, Zong Linjing said to the two.

The three didn’t delay any longer, and with a move of their forms, headed toward Flame Martial City.

"Petty servant, damn bug, I’ll have you... poof..."

Perceiving the three leaving, Wu Yixuan slowly lifted his head, looking at Lin Zheyu’s departing figure with a malevolent gaze.

But then he heard Lin Zheyu’s voice, his face turned pale and he couldn’t help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

Purely out of anger.

Lin Zheyu’s voice came with a hint of disdain and doubt.

"Is that brainless fool really from the Wu Family?"

"Why does he feel like the brainless rich kids from the mundane world?"

Lin Zheyu asked with confusion.

Such a senseless second generation, yet with such strong power, was vastly different from what he imagined of Ancient Martial Family members.

"He indeed is from the Wu Family, and among the younger generation, his talent is top-notch, second only to his brother." Bai Lin said with a wry smile.

"With such a disposition, he can cultivate to this level?"

Curiosity crossed Lin Zheyu’s face as he asked with doubt.

Martial Dao is not like other cultivation paths, it demands extremely high requirements on the martial artist’s disposition and will.

With a disposition like Wu Yixuan’s, under normal circumstances, even with a large amount of resources, he would have reached his limit at the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.