Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

"You’re not giving up even now?"

"The treasures in the storage bag seem to be worth more than imagined."

Lin Zheyu saw the message and was somewhat surprised.

Rising to three top-grade Spirit Stones and still refusing to give up, this made Lin Zheyu suspect that, apart from these two Magical Artifacts, could there be other treasures?

Though the hardness of these two Magical Artifacts is high, it’s not to the degree of being worth three top-grade Spirit Stones.

The aura of the Witch Race cultivation contained within, along with the incredibly hard skeletal structure, piqued Lin Zheyu’s curiosity.

He wanted to study the cultivation method of the Witch Race to see if there’s a way to integrate it into his own Martial Dao.

"Interesting..."

Lin Zheyu’s lips curled up, revealing a slight smile.

However, he did not immediately go to the appointment.

Tu Yuan was a person with deep thoughts, not a righteous person. Going rashly, the greatest possibility was to fall into the other party’s trap.

Lin Zheyu sent a message of refusal, put away the array flag and left the courtyard.

Strolling in Pinghao City, the air was filled with a dense atmosphere of fireworks.

Children wore red new clothes, happily playing and laughing with their companions on the street.

"Such a dense aura of gods and demons!"

Lin Zheyu murmured softly.

In his perception, within the city, a powerful aura of gods and demons was emanating, spreading from the mortals who were engaged in rituals of worship.

This energy could be called incense or faith, essentially they are the same.

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

In Lin Zheyu’s perception, the majestic power of faith gathered towards the sky, disappearing into the void.

Lin Zheyu perceived for a moment, smiled faintly, with a somewhat complex expression.

"Another year has passed, and suddenly it’s been eight years..."

Lin Zheyu murmured softly, unable to suppress a feeling of loneliness, recalling his parents, relatives, and friends from his previous life.

Wh~~

Lin Zheyu let out a long breath, clearing away the clutter in his mind.

He was no longer the weak boy from before. After eight years of tempering, his temperament and will had become incredibly steadfast.

"Such thick power of faith, it seems like a good opportunity to find the aliens hiding in the city!"

Lin Zheyu’s expression shifted.

He discovered that under the majestic power of faith, spiritual power, Qi Blood, True Essence, Demon Essence, and so on were all affected.

Even the spiritual power in the air, entangled with demonic energy, seemed to have been purified.

Though the Spiritual Energy was still thin, it was incomparably pure.

Perception spread out.

Lin Zheyu sensed many subtle array and restriction fluctuations.

These fluctuations were previously beyond his perception, but under the influence of the majestic power of faith, they became unstable.

In this situation, finding the spies’ location was the simplest thing.

Lin Zheyu flipped his right hand, and the Tracking Compass appeared in his hand.

True Essence surged into the Tracking Compass, reconfirming the position of the Barbarian Race individual, and his figure flickered, disappearing instantly.

Every lunar new year, large-scale, high-frequency sacrificial activities lasted for fifteen days.

Day after day passed.

One day... two days... three days... four days...

Lin Zheyu still hadn’t found the trace of the Barbarian Race warrior.

However, he did discover many cultivators hidden in the city as well as some powerful array restrictions.

But he found nothing concerning the Barbarian Race warrior.

Even with the assistance of the majestic divine power of faith, it was still not easy to find the perfectly infiltrated spies in the vast Pinghao City.

Finally.

The afternoon of the thirteenth day.

Night.

The full moon, like a jade plate, cast down its bright moonlight.

Lin Zheyu stepped out from the void, his perception covering the entire area.

"Found him!"

Suddently, his expression shifted, with a hint of joy appearing on his face.

It wasn’t easy.

He finally found him.

"Actually hiding in a Martial Dao Sect, interesting, planning to steal secrets?"

Lin Zheyu looked down at the sect below, murmuring with interest.

He moved slightly, with his right foot stepping out, landing directly within the Celestial Shock Sect.

An invisible energy fluctuation spread from around him; it seemed as though the light warped, as patrolling disciples walked past Lin Zheyu without noticing this uninvited guest.

Lin Zheyu flipped his right hand, a long blade suddenly appearing in his hand.

The bright moonlight shone down, reflecting a chilling glint.

The aura on Lin Zheyu’s body dropped to its lowest point, without any fluctuation emanating.

He raised his head, looking at the building not far away.

His figure flickered, appearing outside the house.

"Mmm~ Ah~~ Mmm~~~~"

Sensual moans were heard; the room was filled with the essence of spring.

"A Shaman?"

A hint of doubt passed through Lin Zheyu’s eyes.

He clearly remembered that this seemed to be a Barbarian Race warrior.

With the physique of a Barbarian Race warrior, how could the woman in the room endure it?

"No, that woman... is an Ancient Demon!"

Lin Zheyu’s expression shifted slightly, noticing something amiss.

Being so close, yet still able to mask from his powerful perception, this Ancient Demon had some tricks.

"Quick battle and resolution!"

"Just in time to test the power of the Seven Extremes Blade’s third strike."

A flash of cold light crossed Lin Zheyu’s eyes.

Even with the addition of an Ancient Demon, it wouldn’t make much of a difference.

This was, after all, a Great Wei City.

The hardest part of the mission to kill the spy was finding the other party’s whereabouts; the killing wasn’t very difficult.

Lin Zheyu’s thoughts moved slightly.

The Qi Blood inside him surged quietly, and the powerful Power of Rules spread out.

Swish—

Suddenly, at the moment the blade light appeared, a destructive and overwhelming intent descended from the heavens.

"Not good!"

The moans stopped abruptly, and the faces of the two people inside changed drastically.

A dazzling light burst from their bodies, activating their protective Magical Artifacts automatically.

Chii—

A terrifying roar followed, as the blade swept horizontally, containing a fierce and terrifying power of spatial rules within its domineering intent.

The blade light sliced through, effortlessly breaking through their protective shield and Magical Artifacts as if cutting through tofu.

A blood line suddenly appeared on their bodies, and amidst their shocked and terrified expressions, their bodies slid apart with a plop.

The incision was exceedingly smooth.

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