Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

After a few breaths.

Lin Zheyu slowly opened his eyes, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.

"Phew..."

"Wasted a unit of my Source Power, Wu Yixuan, the Wu Family, the three great Ancient Martial Families, just wait for me!"

Lin Zheyu exhaled a breath of turbid air, his voice cold as he muttered softly.

A powerful perception swept through his body, delving into every cell of muscles, skin, and bones, checking over and over.

After confirming there were no other imprints, he was relieved.

"That old guy from Lingyun Pavilion, what method did he use? With my current level of perception, I still can’t find the imprint on my body."

Lin Zheyu frowned slightly, no matter how he checked himself, he couldn’t find the imprint left by Fan Hongwei,

which was the most troublesome part.

If he could find and remove the imprint, that constant feeling of urgency wouldn’t hang over his heart.

He shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about that old guy.

With a flip of his right hand, the heart he had just extracted from his chest appeared in his hand.

The powerful heart, even though it had left his body, still possessed terrifying Life Force, continuously beating with a thumping sound.

An invisible energy imprint lurked in the depths of the heart’s flesh, slowly absorbing the Qi Blood power from the heart as it beat.

Lin Zheyu’s mind raced, his thoughts flashing with numerous ideas to redirect disaster.

But soon after, he dismissed the notion.

Lin Zheyu wasn’t sure if Wu Yixuan had already issued a bounty for his assassination, and keeping this thing could easily attract unknown powerful beings.

He was confident that those who would come following the tracking imprint to assassinate him would definitely not be Wu Yixuan himself.

It wasn’t worth the risk to lure those lurking in the shadows.

Boom!

A powerful burst of True Essence energy erupted, and the beating heart exploded with a bang.

Immediately, flames ignited, and the bloody smell permeating the surroundings vaporized and disappeared in the searing fire, with the energy imprint lurking in the heart also completely dissipating into the air.

Having resolved this trouble, a Tracking Compass appeared in Lin Zheyu’s hand.

Energy poured into the compass, determining the direction, Lin Zheyu’s figure flickered, stepping out, and in an instant vanished into the desolate mountains and forests.

...

The Wei Empire.

Pinghao City.

This is the city at the easternmost edge of the Wei Empire, adjacent to the East Sea.

With the Southern Barbarians being snatched away by the Nine Nether Sect and Ancient Demons, the Barbarian Race is capturing and plundering in the northern land, while the western demon domain has regained stability thanks to the intervention of the Buddhist sect.

As for the eastern edge of the Wei Empire, being adjacent to the East Sea, it also needs to be constantly vigilant against the potential chaos caused by the Sea Race.

The sunlight was bright outside the window.

Lin Zheyu sat leisurely on the second floor of a tavern, savoring the sumptuous dishes.

The dishes here couldn’t compare to the delicacies of the Dongtian World, yet they had their unique taste.

Especially since this place was near the East Sea and abundant in seafood, various seafood dishes with different flavors allowed Lin Zheyu to enjoy a special taste.

Looking down through the open window, the bustling street was filled with traders coming and going.

The tavern’s business was bustling; although it wasn’t yet mealtime, the second floor was almost fully occupied by diners.

"Sir, there are only two spots left. If you don’t mind, you can share a table with other guests. How do you feel about that?"

The waiter politely addressed the young master who had just come upstairs.

The young master had a party of eight, all dressed in luxurious clothing, exuding an extraordinary temperament, clearly from a privileged background.

The leading young master frowned slightly, obviously displeased with the idea of sharing a table.

But unfortunately, every table was already taken.

"Let me handle this."

The man carrying a longsword at his waist behind the young master grinned as he spoke.

He signaled the waiter to leave them alone and walked towards Lin Zheyu’s direction.

Out of the entire second floor, only Lin Zheyu’s table had only one person.

"Friend, would you mind giving us this spot?"

The young master took out two taels of silver from his chest and placed it in front of Lin Zheyu, smiling as he spoke.

With money, you can make the devil work for you.

Lin Zheyu glanced at the young master and continued drinking, ignoring him.

"Know what’s best for you; don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit instead."

The young master took out another three taels of silver, and his smile gradually turned colder as he threatened.

"Oh?"

"I’ve never had a forfeit before; I’m rather curious what it tastes like."

Lin Zheyu cast a sidelong glance at the young master, chuckling as he responded.

As the two conversed, the young master’s companions also approached.

The leading youth, who seemed to have a good temper, stopped the young master, saying, "Never mind, we’ll just find another tavern..."

Whoosh!

Before the youth could finish speaking, the light of a blade suddenly appeared; the previously leisurely Lin Zheyu, who had been tasting the dishes, moved in an instant.

The cold blade light sliced through the void, suddenly appearing in front of the young woman behind the leading youth.

Puff!

The blade slashed across the woman’s neck, her eyes shifting from confusion to shock, and eventually a trace of unwillingness.

Thud!

The beautiful woman’s head fell to the ground with a thud.

A rich bloody scent spread, and the once noisy tavern second floor fell deathly silent in an instant.

Gulp!

"Killing... uh, the Sea Race!"

"It turns out to be the Sea Race!"

"..."

The first customers to react looked at the beautiful woman’s corpse on the ground, which slowly revealed features of the Sea Race, and couldn’t help but exclaim.

Lin Zheyu didn’t even glance at the startled young masters, slowly got up, and with a casual wave, the Sea Race corpse on the ground disappeared without a trace.

He had been searching for this Sea Race hidden in the city for a long time.