Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 361 - 151: Nurturing and Growing Stronger (Part 3)
Lee Mengxi cleared his mind of all distractions and took a step forward, speaking with admiration.
He understood the strength of Lin Zheyu’s aura; it wasn’t very strong, appearing just newly initiated.
It was still far from achieving Great Success and evolving into True Intent.
Lin Zheyu was able to withstand the terrifying Sword Intent Suppression and climb up to here purely by relying on a strong spiritual will.
"Mr. Lee, you flatter me."
"This time, I lost the match; reaching here is already my limit."
Lin Zheyu shook his head.
The corners of his mouth slightly twitched, revealing a faint smile.
Here, he constantly endured the crushing pressure of the terrifying sword intent.
His spiritual will was under tremendous pressure at all times.
The operation of the Turtle Breath Skill required spiritual control.
Whether it was concealing one’s breath or changing one’s appearance, it required spending spiritual energy to maintain.
Just at that moment, due to the increase in sword intent strength, Lin Zheyu momentarily couldn’t control himself.
His priority was to maintain the disguise of his appearance, followed by concealing his breath.
Thus, he accidentally leaked the breath of Qi Blood Seven Transformations.
If he continued climbing, with Lin Zheyu’s mental resilience and strong will, he still had the strength.
He might even reach the peak and get a glimpse of the view from the top, though it was a slim possibility.
But this meant abandoning the operation of the Turtle Breath Skill and pouring all his spirit into resisting the sword intent pressure.
By then, both his actual strength and true appearance would be exposed.
"Mr. Zhao, why be so modest?"
Lee Mengxi shook his head and said with a smile.
Yet he didn’t mention the qi blood fluctuation he just sensed from Zhao Hao, suspecting Zhao Hao as a genius who broke through the Bone Marrow Refining Realm with the Qi Blood Seven Transformations.
Since Zhao Hao wanted to keep it hidden, there was no need to bring it to light.
However, Lee Mengxi became more interested in Zhao Hao and once more harbored a desire to form an alliance.
"Haha, why not continue climbing?"
An untimely voice suddenly rang out.
Tang Weizhong, gasping heavily, also followed up.
However, he looked in poor condition, his face somewhat pale.
In this position, constantly enduring the terrifying sword intent pressure was too much for him.
Tang Weizhong showed a disdainful expression but was secretly shocked inside.
Zhao Hao was in better shape than he was, only knitting his brows and gasping heavily.
His complexion was not as pale as his own.
’This guy’s spiritual will is incredibly strong!’ Tang Weizhong was secretly astonished in his heart.
"None of your business," Lin Zheyu glanced at him sideways and said coldly.
Tang Weizhong’s expression froze, his face becoming ferocious.
As he was about to lash out in anger, a powerful aura suddenly emerged from nearby, dousing his fiery temper.
Tang Weizhong looked over and saw Li Guoyao watching him with a half-smile.
If he acted recklessly, it would likely end very badly for him.
"Hmph, old geezer, I advise you not to act rashly," Lee Mengxi glared at Tang Weizhong and warned.
"Mr. Lee, you’re joking. I am well aware of the consequences of acting here."
"But I was just planning to practice martial arts here and comprehend the sword intent; that has nothing to do with your Lee Family, does it?"
Tang Weizhong said unceremoniously.
With Lee Guoyao nearby, taking action was impossible.
But practicing martial arts next to Zhao Hao, using the opportunity to disturb his comprehension—there was nothing the Lee Family could say about that.
"Hmph!"
Lee Mengxi snorted coldly and glared at him.
"Mr. Zhao, take this elixir. Once your Essence, Qi, and Spirit have recovered, climb up a bit further."
"This old fart is nearly spent climbing to this point. If we ascend a few hundred more meters, he won’t be able to keep up."
"He’s just an old fool relying on his age. In a few years, I could suppress him with ease," Lee Mengxi said coldly.
His voice was loud, without any attempt to hide, deliberately spoken for Tang Weizhong to hear.
Tang Weizhong was enraged by these words and glared viciously at the two of them.
"No need. This is enough," Lin Zheyu shook his head, having no intention of continuing to climb.
Coming here didn’t consume much of his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and even using an elixir to recover wouldn’t have much impact.
Climbing further would require allocating more spirit to withstand the sword intent’s pressure, making it impossible to maintain the Turtle Breath Skill.
The current sword intent intensity was already sufficient for him to comprehend.
"Alright then."
Lee Mengxi, seeing this, didn’t press further.
"Mr. Lee, don’t worry about me. This old geezer poses no real threat to me."
"I actually need an opponent right now. If he wants to disturb me, he can serve as a sparring partner,"
Lin Zheyu glanced provocatively at Tang Weizhong, speaking indifferently.
He didn’t take him seriously at all.
Tang Weizhong was currently in poor condition; his spirit and will were much weaker than Lin Zheyu’s.
In this state, he couldn’t exert much of his strength.
Lin Zheyu practiced the Wild Bull Fist, comprehending the fist’s momentum.
The fist momentum resonated with the Tyrannical True Intent within the sword intent, through which he could realize his own, true Tyrannical True Intent.
Just now, when he was practicing his fist techniques, he felt that something was missing.
Now he realized it was a lack of an opponent.
If Tang Weizhong wanted to disturb his comprehension, Lin Zheyu would welcome it; he could just serve as a sparring partner.
"Alright, be cautious."
"If something’s wrong, run to my fourth uncle immediately,"
Lee Mengxi pointed in the direction of Li Guoyao and said earnestly.
"Understood," Lin Zheyu nodded in response.
After speaking, he pulled out a smile, glanced at Tang Weizhong, and then began to practice his fist techniques.
