Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 470 - 182: Waterfall and Deep Pool (Part 2)
Bo Yi’s mind flashed with such thoughts.
After observing Lin Zheyu’s cultivation from a close distance and gaining a rough understanding of him, he directly turned and left.
He has his own pride, specially coming to meet the opponent was already the limit, it was impossible to engage with Lin Zheyu here.
After Bo Yi left, Lin Zheyu opened his eyes, looked at the other party expressionlessly, and continued cultivating.
He was used to this kind of situation.
Ever since the news of his exceptional admission spread, many disciples from the Sect came specifically to see him, as if they were looking at some rare animal.
Hoo~~
Inhale~~
Rumble~~
Among the rumbling sounds of the waterfall, Lin Zheyu’s chest moved like waves, rising and falling.
Another hour passed, and he finally walked out from the waterfall, arriving on the shore to rest and eat.
"Did you cultivate some Body Refining Technique, to be able to persist under the waterfall for so long."
Seeing him come ashore, Huang Youwei approached and said with envy.
If it was a regular waterfall, it wouldn’t be much, but this waterfall has been artificially modified, containing various energy substances.
These substances subtly affect the Martial Artist’s body, shaping the physique while having a strong corrosive effect on the Martial Artist’s physical body.
Huang Youwei began cultivating the Infinite Jade Waves True Skill since childhood, and now practices to the Marrow Refining Realm.
His physique, after so many years of modification, became very compatible with the Infinite Jade Waves True Skill, but still cannot exceed two hours under the waterfall.
"Yes, at that time to enhance strength, I specifically cultivated the Body Refining Technique." Lin Zheyu nodded.
He took the towel and clean clothes handed over by the attendant, walked into the nearby room, changed out of his wet clothes, and felt much more comfortable.
"Hey, Bo Yi just came."
On the way to dine nearby, Huang Youwei suddenly chuckled and said, "He might be considering how to surpass you, and rub you into the ground."
"It’s okay, let him come."
Lin Zheyu said lightly.
He is now a legitimate Inner Sect Disciple, not without an identity as before.
Inner Sect Disciples are not allowed to fight recklessly. For fellow sect members to fight, they need to use the showdown platform.
The sect strongly encourages this kind of healthy battle.
Every time one goes on the showdown platform, at least two contribution points are required as a wager, with no upper limit.
The person who wins the battle can take the wager.
Lin Zheyu currently has no contribution points at all, is just worried about where to earn contributions, he’s eager for many people to dislike him and come to challenge him.
Only unfortunately, up to now, not a single person has challenged him, missing a big fortune.
"Impressive!"
Huang Youwei praised.
But quickly, he reacted and suspiciously said, "You didn’t let me spread the news that you’re a True Disciple, is it to intentionally wait for others to challenge you and earn contribution points?"
He did not spread the news of Lin Zheyu’s identity as a True Disciple, having a desire to watch a good show and also due to Lin Zheyu’s specific request.
"Mm."
Lin Zheyu lightly replied.
Huang Youwei: "..."
Upon hearing this, Huang Youwei was quite speechless.
As a second-generation wealthy and Martial second-generation, he lacks nothing in techniques, cultivation resources, and powerful mentors, he can’t comprehend Lin Zheyu’s thinking.
"By the way, let me tell you some good news, my grandfather will attend tomorrow’s sect gathering."
Huang Youwei said with a smile.
"Have those Demon Martial Artists been dealt with?"
Lin Zheyu asked curiously.
This time, the Demon Martial Artists caused a disturbance at Wuji Manor, severely damaging their reputation, leading Huang Baizhong to personally chase those who had acted worldwide.
He thought Huang Baizhong couldn’t come to this gathering and he would have to wait a while to formally become a True Disciple.
"Not yet."
"Demon Celestial Palace hides very deeply. Originally thought to be a newly rising Demon Martial Artist force, unexpectedly holds several Grandmaster-level powerhouses."
"Grandfather already contacted the military, War God Sect, Bull Demon Sect, and other sects to jointly eliminate the Demon Celestial Palace."
Huang Youwei shook his head and said.
As Huang Baizhong’s grandson, his information is very well-connected, knowing much of the latest news.
"Indeed should be eradicated."
Lin Zheyu nodded deeply in agreement.
Facing that Demon Martial Artist who named himself Wang Chen on the platform, he sensed an extremely terrifying aura.
That kind of aura was more violent, evil, and dark than a living corpse.
Although Demon Martial Artists can somehow remain conscious, under the erosion of Yin Sha power, even without losing sanity, they will become murderous demons.
The food in the Infinite Sect is very rich in nutrition, using powerful beasts, combined with nutritional herbs to cook.
With Lin Zheyu’s formidable physique, he can eat three times the amount of Huang Youwei’s meal, making Huang Youwei dumbfounded.
"Hey, do you have any bloodline talent, eating so much at one meal?" Huang Youwei asked somewhat enviously.
Eating a lot signifies good digestion and absorption, a strong physique, and deep potential.
"Born with it, might really have some bloodline talent." Lin Zheyu nodded seriously, saying.
He is laying the groundwork for possible future physical abnormalities.
Since cultivating the golden Qi Blood, he discovered his physical body is rapidly transforming.
This transformation is not a change from weak to strong, not reflected in the strengthening of the physical body, power increase, defense enhancement.
But rather a fundamental change.
More like a form of life’s evolution.
Transforming and evolving towards a higher-level life.
