Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Lin Zheyu thought that at most it would be worth five hundred medium-grade Spirit Stones, no more.

This was still due to the skull’s hard material, far exceeding ordinary Magical Artifacts, and the Witch Race power contained within, which had great research value.

"Three upper-grade Spirit Stones, should I agree to this?"

Lin Zheyu rubbed the skull, eyes reflecting a thoughtful look.

He was somewhat tempted.

Three upper-grade Spirit Stones were no small number, and many Foundation Establishment Peak cultivators couldn’t even produce a single upper-grade Spirit Stone.

Their acquired Spirit Stones were almost entirely exchanged for Cultivation Resources, converted into their own strength, with barely any savings.

"Better to drag this out for now."

Lin Zheyu pondered for a moment and said to himself silently.

A thought was transmitted out, sending a message to Tu Yuan through the Lingxi Ball: "Xiao has an important matter to attend to, let’s discuss in detail when I return to the Martial Alliance and arrange a meeting, what do you think?"

Tu Yuan: "..."

"This guy really found out!"

Upon seeing the message, Tu Yuan’s mind conjured this thought.

This was about three upper-grade Spirit Stones, and even he felt quite pained by it. After agreeing, Tu Yuan knew there was a big chance Xiao Yu might raise the price.

"Humph, since that’s the case, I can’t be blamed then!"

A fierce look appeared on Tu Yuan’s face.

With a thought, he sent Lin Zheyu a message of ’alright,’ and then began contacting others.

Time swiftly passed.

Five days later.

In the Dongtian World.

The city where the Tu Family was located.

"Yo, Tuyuan, it’s been a while. What wind blew you here?"

Tu Mingzhen leaned on a lounge chair, looking at the man emerging from the ground, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.

Tu Yuan’s gaze inadvertently swept past the round white expanse on the woman’s chest, a flash of heat in his eyes.

"As fellow Tu Family cultivators, can’t I visit a fellow friend without reason?"

Tu Yuan smiled slightly.

Seeing Tu Mingzhen had no intention of asking him to sit, he didn’t mind.

With a wave of his right hand, a yellowish glow emerged, slowly forming a rustic chair across from Tu Mingzhen.

He smiled slightly and sat down by himself facing Tu Mingzhen.

"Other cultivators visiting, I’d definitely sweep the floor to welcome."

"But when Tuyuan visits, I must guard my belongings at home to prevent them from being lost." Tu Mingzhen laughed lightly, mocking.

Even as fellow Tu Family cultivators, she seemed rather displeased with Tu Yuan.

In truth, Tu Yuan had indeed gone too far back then, relying on his powerful Earth Escape Technique, he not only offended other cultivators, but had also gone through others in the Tu Family.

Tu Yuan helplessly showed a bitter smile.

He had a clear sense of what people he could provoke and who he couldn’t, otherwise, he wouldn’t be so daring and still manage to live until today.

As a genius of the Tu Family, Tu Mingzhen was someone Tu Yuan dared not provoke back then.

However, Tu Mingzhen’s nature is somewhat eccentric, similar to Tu Yuan, another unique one within the Tu Family.

Tu Mingzhen’s candid character, with emotions clearly displayed, was more akin to an unrestrained, free-spirited Martial Artist of the Jianghu.

Such characters were rare in the cultivation realm; how she was nurtured this way was unknown.

For infamous folks like Tu Yuan, Tu Mingzhen showed no intention to hide her feelings towards him.

Displeasure was just displeasure.

Not chasing Tu Yuan out was already because they were both Tu Family cultivators.

"Have you reached Half-Step Golden Elixir for a long time now?"

"Are you delaying Golden Elixir attainment to achieve a more perfect Eight-Stripe Golden Elixir?"

Tu Yuan ignored Tu Mingzhen’s sarcasm, smiling as he spoke.

Hearing Tu Yuan’s words, a glint flashed in Tu Mingzhen’s eyes.

A trace of her lazy demeanor retracted slightly, and leaning on the chair with her delicate hands, her aura changed.

"Did you find Refining Nether Fire?"

Tu Mingzhen eyed Tu Yuan. Though her tone was calm, her gaze was full of anticipation.

Being a genius herself, she didn’t think she was inferior to Mu Jianli or Lei Xi Yuan, always setting them as targets to surpass.

But with time, Mu Jianli and Lei Xi Yuan successively surpassed her, achieving Eight-Stripe Golden Elixir.

Now they had cultivated to Golden Elixir Perfection, and after exploring and verifying each other’s path in the Cyan Dragon Realm, would likely advance to Nascent Soul powerhouses within a few years.

However, she was stuck at the Foundation Establishment Peak, unable to move forward.

Tu Mingzhen was unwilling. She could have achieved the Seven-Stripe Golden Elixir decades ago.

But she was dissatisfied.

One step late, a thousand steps behind, Tu Mingzhen had great ambition, unwilling to only achieve the Seven-Stripe Golden Elixir.

"No."

"But I have news about the Refining Nether Fire."

Tu Yuan smiled and continued, not keeping her guessing: "I know of a Secret Realm with Witch Race inheritance where I saw the Refining Nether Fire."

"As long as you help me with one thing, we can explore that relic together!"

Tu Yuan stated his purpose for this visit.

He didn’t want to procrastinate for too long, fearing unexpected changes.

Shrouded in mystery, Xiao Yu had both talent and power surpassing him.

When Tu Yuan finally attained the Golden Elixir, the power gap would be even greater. Prolonging it any further would not benefit him.

Therefore, Tu Yuan first sent a message to appease Lin Zheyu and secretly sought help, intending to reclaim those two Magical Artifacts before Xiao Yu advanced to the Shackled Realm.

"Tell me first, I need to know the opponent’s strength and background."

Tu Mingzhen said lightly.

"Of course."

Tu Yuan smiled slightly, taking out a contract from his storage bag.

Concerning the Witch Race relic, filled with opportunities inside, a Heavenly Dao contract was necessary before detailed discussions.

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