Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

His serious demeanor gave off an overpowering presence.

With Lin Zheyu’s current strength, he could perceive that Mr. Yang and Wo Xuan’s concern was genuine, not a superficial attempt to win him over.

"Yes, disciple will not forget." Lin Zheyu said solemnly.

"Alright, let’s not discuss this further, when are you leaving?" Mr. Yang smiled, shifting the topic.

"Disciple will leave shortly, I came back specifically to bid farewell this time."

Lin Zheyu replied.

The longer he stayed, the more likely he was to expose his past identity and his ties to the Infinite Sect, which was what concerned Lin Zheyu the most.

Having witnessed the various strange powers of the cultivators, Lin Zheyu became much more vigilant in his heart.

The concealing breath techniques in Martial Dao, along with ordinary appearance changes, could only deceive ordinary people without spiritual sense.

Identifying a person’s identity for a cultivator relied not just on appearance, but also on the unique aura each person possessed.

If he didn’t use spiritual awareness to shield his aura, any cultivator with spiritual sense could identify Lin Zheyu’s identity.

However, if he used spiritual sense to conceal his aura, it would instantly reveal that he was not an ordinary martial artist.

In this era where Martial Arts Innate remains hidden and cultivators reside in Grotto Heavens.

A strong individual with spiritual sense hiding in a mundane martial sect like Infinite Sect was indeed peculiar.

Therefore, Lin Zheyu had to leave.

Previously, he didn’t know any cultivators, and no one remembered Lin Zheyu’s aura, at that time he could still use the Concealing Breath Skill to disguise himself as an ordinary person hiding in the Infinite Sect.

But now, that was no longer possible.

Not only did Lin Zheyu have several cultivator friends, but he also made quite a few enemies during the Demon God Barrier event.

If Tu Yuan and others discovered him, his identity as a disciple of the Infinite Sect would also be exposed, which would be truly troublesome.

"Leaving so soon?!"

Mr. Yang frowned slightly, a deep concern flickered in his eyes.

In his view, Lin Zheyu was perhaps trying to handle everything himself, not wanting to cause trouble for the sect.

"It’s really nothing; it’s just that things are a bit urgent."

Lin Zheyu explained, pulling out several leather waist pouches from his bosom.

"Mr. Yang, this is for you, and this one is for Master. Please, could you pass it on for me?"

"Master Aunt, this is for you, and these are for Huang Youwei, Senior Sister Wenzi, Senior Brother Chen Ding and others. The names are on them."

"Disciple is urgently leaving, only trouble Master Aunt to help hand them over."

Under the curious gazes of Mr. Yang and Wo Xuan, Lin Zheyu handed over the prepared pouches.

The pouches had names written on them, and the contents were things that Lin Zheyu had meticulously prepared for them, costing a fortune of two medium-quality spirit stones in total.

"Don’t open it yet, or it will lose its fun."

Seeing Mr. Yang about to open it, Lin Zheyu hastily spoke up.

Knowing Mr. Yang’s personality, if he saw the precious elixirs inside, he would likely refuse them.

"Hehe, you lad, making such a mystery out of giving gifts."

"Alright, I won’t open it."

Mr. Yang chuckled somewhat helplessly, waving his hand in mock annoyance: "If you’re in such a hurry, then go quickly, don’t delay too much."

"Remember, if you encounter difficulties, come back. The Infinite Sect will forever be your backing!" Mr. Yang reminded once more.

"You’re leaving in such a rush, I haven’t prepared anything to say goodbye, take this magical artifact as a spare."

"Although it’s a sword and not the knife you’re adept at."

"However, this sword is a genuine magical artifact, far more powerful than the magical artifact remnant that Jiang Jun gave you."

"With this sword, even if you’re not proficient in swordsmanship, you can exert power far beyond your own, ensuring your safety along the way."

Wo Xuan pondered for a moment, handing over her usual sword.

"Master Aunt, that won’t do, I already have a suitable magical artifact, see..."

Lin Zheyu worried that Wo Xuan and Mr. Yang might give something else valuable, pulling out a storage bag from his bosom.

After using spiritual sense to unlock the constraints, Lin Zheyu reached inside and pulled out a long knife.

"A storage bag!"

Seeing this, both Mr. Yang and Wo Xuan exclaimed.

Items like storage bags, even the lowest quality ones, are extremely precious.

Moreover, only those with spiritual sense could use them; otherwise, one could only use storage bags without constraints that anyone could peek into and use.

"Yes."

"This time, disciple encountered quite a fortune, both the cultivation technique and resources are temporarily sufficient." Lin Zheyu said with a smile.

"Haha, that’s good, that’s good."

"Now hurry along, you’re a distracting sight. Originally, I thought once you matured I’d let you take over as the Pavilion Master of Bitao Pavilion."

Mr. Yang laughed heartily, waving his hand a bit impatiently.

In his view, Lin Zheyu truly had an urgent matter; otherwise, there was no need to leave so hastily. Hence, Mr. Yang dared not delay Lin Zheyu for too long, fearing an unexpected event might occur.

"Then disciple takes his leave."

"Thank you, sect, for nurturing me; please accept disciple’s bow!"

Lin Zheyu gave a solemn bow to Mr. Yang and Wo Xuan, and under their reluctant gazes, he strode away.

"Sigh..."

"At first, I guessed this lad had an unusual background, and now it seems, he might be even more extraordinary than I imagined."

Mr. Yang, looking at the hall’s entrance, shook his head a bit helplessly.

"Oh!"

"This lad, he actually gifted such precious elixirs!"

Wo Xuan exclaimed, having opened a pouch.

"Divine Intent Elixir!"

"Such elixir, even Infinite Sect is reluctant to exchange; where did this rascal get it from!"