Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 290: Tyrant Pill (II)

Lin Zheyu released the hand gripping Li Yin's neck and stepped back two paces.

"Your sword technique is very impressive. If your strength were a bit greater, I might not have won just now," Lin Zheyu said sincerely.

Li Yin's sword technique was indeed strong, with attacks that carried a hint of strangeness. Unfortunately, no matter how strange or powerful a sword technique was, it was useless if the attacking strength was insufficient, and would amount to nothing more than a flashy display.

Lin Zheyu had dared to forcibly grab Li Yin's sword because he relied on strength far greater than hers. With blood qi that had undergone nine qualitative changes, a powerful physique, and the blood qi burst technique, when it came to pure strength, there were very few in the Marrow Refining realm who could surpass him.

"A loss is a loss. You are indeed strong, but if you want to maintain a record of one hundred consecutive victories, your current strength is still insufficient," Li Yin said calmly. After speaking, she picked up the longsword on the ground and turned to leave.

Still not enough? Indeed, it is not enough. In terms of techniques, I am at a disadvantage. Without the true intent diagram of the Violet Thunder Dominance Fist, its power is far weaker. And in combat experience, there is still plenty of room for improvement, Lin Zheyu reflected inwardly.

In these few battles, he had relied on his peerless lightness technique combined with terrifying strength to secure victory. If he were to encounter a genius martial artist who had reached the eighth or even ninth transformation of blood qi and broken through to the Marrow Refining realm, or someone who cultivated powerful body refining techniques, his advantage would be far smaller.

Lin Zheyu pondered briefly before quickly dispelling all distracting thoughts. He activated the Dominance true intent seed within his consciousness, and that domineering and invincible conviction once again filled his mind. The strength he had displayed was not his true strength.

If he were to release the Ninefold Origin Lock Art, Lin Zheyu believed that within the Marrow Refining realm, only a rare few could defeat him. Moreover, he was still only at the Blood Qi realm. He had yet to undergo the process of refining martial cultivation into the marrow, transforming the body, reshaping the foundation, and reviving vitality. Once he truly advanced to the Marrow Refining realm, Lin Zheyu believed he would become the undisputed number one of that realm.

"Is there anyone else who wishes to come up and try?" Lin Zheyu said calmly.

The area below the arena fell into silence. Several powerful, genius martial artists had fallen at his hands in succession, causing those hot-blooded challengers to abandon the idea altogether. Even if they went up, they would likely be sent flying by a single punch. Seeing no further challengers, Lin Zheyu began practicing the Barbaric Ox Fist on his own, using the fist technique to comprehend the Dominance true intent.

Time slowly passed. Later, another martial artist came up to challenge him, but his strength was weak and his techniques unremarkable. Lin Zheyu found it rather boring. He did not even bother to study the opponent and directly unleashed his full power, knocking him off the arena with a single punch.

After being defeated by a single punch, the martial artist who had challenged him felt utterly humiliated. He had thought he could at least exchange a few moves, yet he did not even get the chance to strike. The gap between them was simply too great.

After that martial artist, anyone else who had considered going up to spar also abandoned the idea. Lin Zheyu completely treated the arena as a training ground, practicing the Barbaric Ox Fist on the platform while comprehending the Dominance true intent.

Practicing the Barbaric Ox Fist and comprehending the Dominance true intent under the awe-filled gazes of many martial artists produced unexpectedly good results. Lin Zheyu felt the momentum around him becoming condensed and powerful at an astonishing speed. Gradually, the sun sank westward, and dim golden light spilled across the land, dyeing it in a brilliant gold.

"Young master, Master Yang requests your presence." As Lin Zheyu stepped down from the arena, a man approached and spoke respectfully.

"Alright." Lin Zheyu nodded.

He had seen this man before, and he was with the old man from earlier. That unfathomably powerful elder seemed to have seen through his strength, which made Lin Zheyu feel somewhat uneasy. He took a deep breath and fully circulated the Tortoise Breath Grand Method. Following the man, he arrived at a pavilion, where the elder surnamed Yang he had seen earlier was sitting with Huang Baizhong, leisurely drinking wine.

"I am Zhao Hao. Greetings to you two seniors. May I ask why you seniors have summoned me here?" Lin Zheyu cupped his fists toward them and asked, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Sit. Come, have a drink. This is the Drunken Dream Nectar from Xifeng Palace. You will not be able to drink it anywhere else." The elder surnamed Yang chuckled as he poured a cup of wine for Lin Zheyu. Beside him, Huang Baizhong looked Lin Zheyu up and down, feeling quite satisfied.

"Thank you, Senior," Lin Zheyu said. He lifted the wine cup, and the fragrance rushed to his nose. Just smelling it gave a sensation that could intoxicate the mind.

"I offer a toast to you two seniors. May I know your honored names?" Lin Zheyu raised his cup to toast them, then asked.

These two were strangers, and he could not see through either of their strengths. With his current mastery of the Tortoise Breath True Technique and his powerful perception, being unable to detect even the slightest trace of their power meant only one thing. Their strength was terrifying and far beyond his own.

"You may address me as Elder Yang. As for the one on your left, he is Huang Baizhong, Pavilion Master of the Azure Tide Pavilion of the Wuji Sect," Elder Yang said with a genial smile.

Hearing this, Lin Zheyu could not help but feel startled. He had heard of the name Huang Baizhong. He was one of the few Grandmaster realm martial artists of the Wuji Sect, whose strength was terrifying.

He hurriedly cupped his fists once more in salute, saying, "Zhao Hao greets Elder Yang and Pavilion Master Huang."

Lin Zheyu felt somewhat uneasy. He had never imagined he would encounter figures of this stature. Huang Baizhong was a Grandmaster realm expert, and judging from Elder Yang's manner, his status was certainly no ordinary one.

Why would such figures be stationed beside an arena match?

"No need to stand on ceremony," Elder Yang said with a smile as he waved his hand.

He looked at Lin Zheyu and asked with a smile, "I wonder if you would be willing to join the Wuji Sect and enter under Pavilion Master Huang. The Azure Tide Boundless True Technique cultivated by Pavilion Master Huang follows a fierce and domineering path, making it most suitable for martial artists who cultivate Dominance true intent as a secondary path."

"Ah?" Lin Zheyu was momentarily stunned. He had not expected Elder Yang to ask so directly.

What surprised him even more was that the Wuji Sect was willing to accept him as a disciple. Lin Zheyu had inquired before. A top-tier sect like the Wuji Sect was extremely strict in recruiting disciples, accepting only those under thirteen years old from outside, and even then, only after rigorous background checks and scrutiny.

Because he did not meet those conditions, Lin Zheyu had planned to settle for a lesser sect instead. He had not expected such a turn of events today. The way things unfolded in this world was truly wondrous.

"Senior, does the Wuji Sect not only accept disciples under the age of thirteen?" Lin Zheyu voiced the doubt in his heart.

"When recruiting disciples from the outside, we only accept those under thirteen. However, for martial artists with exceptional natural talent like you, we will also accept them, so long as your temperament and character pass scrutiny and you have not committed heinous crimes," Huang Baizhong said calmly.

He looked at Lin Zheyu and continued, "Zhao Hao first appeared in Bafang City, following the Guangxuan Escort Agency convoy to Ruyang City. After arriving in Ruyang City, you were targeted because of the Ink Fox you carried with you, and you killed a Marrow Refining realm martial artist of the Pei Family."

"After that, you fled to Wuling City, and again, because of the Ink Fox, you were forced to kill Tang Weiqiang of the Tang Family, then escaped deep into the mountains. You hid in the mountains for over ten days and, by chance, saved Li Mengqi. Is this correct or not?" Huang Baizhong asked calmly as he looked at Lin Zheyu.

The intelligence network of the Wuji Sect was extremely powerful. In a short time, they had thoroughly investigated all information related to the identity of Zhao Hao.

"Yes." Lin Zheyu nodded. He opened his mouth, intending to say something, but Huang Baizhong interrupted him.

"I know your identity is a disguise, and your appearance is also a disguise. The Wuji Sect will not pursue your past. As long as you can pass the heart questioning trial and sign a contract, you may join the Wuji Sect," Huang Baizhong continued.

Huang Baizhong placed great importance on Lin Zheyu. After observing him for an entire afternoon, he had discovered that the techniques Lin Zheyu used in battle were all of middle to low level. The techniques he cultivated were mixed and varied, requiring him to expend great vitality training multiple martial arts to enhance his combat strength.

This was a very clear trait of an unaffiliated, wild martial artist without a powerful background. To cultivate such terrifying strength without training any powerful true art, relying only on ordinary techniques, was enough to show how monstrous his natural talent was.

"A contract? What kind of contract is it? Will it affect the soul?" Lin Zheyu asked after hesitating.

"No. The contract is only used to restrain Wuji Sect disciples from betraying the sect or leaking sect techniques and secrets. It causes no harm whatsoever to a martial artist's soul," Huang Baizhong explained.

Seeing the hesitation in Lin Zheyu's heart, he smiled and said, "There is no need to rush a decision. It will not be too late to decide after you achieve a record of one hundred consecutive victories. At that time, many sects will surely extend invitations to you. You must not agree to them, and be sure to give priority to the Wuji Sect," Huang Baizhong said.

"Yes, Senior." Lin Zheyu let out a breath and nodded in agreement. The happiness had come too suddenly, so suddenly that it felt somewhat unreal.

"By the way, what kind of aura concealing technique have you cultivated? I cannot even fully see through it," Elder Yang suddenly asked with curiosity.

He could only vaguely sense the richness of the blood qi within Lin Zheyu's body, but the perception was not clear. That alone was already remarkable. Among Marrow Refining realm martial artists, there were very few who could escape his eyes.

"This junior has cultivated the Tortoise Breath True Technique," replied Lin Zheyu. Hearing Elder Yang's words, he relaxed inwardly. It seemed that Elder Yang was also unable to see through his true strength. The other party likely relied on seasoned martial cultivation experience and details from the exchanges to analyze a hint of his real ability.

"Impressive. No wonder you possess such powerful perception. Your combat experience is lacking, and your battle awareness is weak. If not for your strong perception and peerless lightness technique, you would not have won so easily today," Elder Yang commented with a smile.

He could not help but regard Lin Zheyu more highly. The Tortoise Breath True Technique was extremely difficult to cultivate, requiring terrifying control over the body, blood qi, essence, qi, and spirit. Many martial artists only began cultivating it after their strength started to decline. Without sufficient natural talent, one could only rely on spending vast amounts of time to slowly polish it through gradual effort.

"You flatter me, Senior," Lin Zheyu replied modestly.

After meeting Lin Zheyu and extending an invitation to him, Elder Yang and Huang Baizhong prepared to leave. However, before leaving, Elder Yang took out a jug of wine and a bottle of pills.

"This jug of wine is for you, and this is a bottle of medicinal pills, called Tyrant Pills. These pills contain a trace of Dominance true intent. After taking one, it will have excellent effects on your comprehension of Dominance true intent," Elder Yang said with a smile.

After saying that, he left together with Huang Baizhong, leaving behind Lin Zheyu, who felt everything to be unreal.

Pavilion Master of the Azure Tide Pavilion, Grandmaster Huang Baizhong, and Tyrant Pills. All of this feels so unreal.

Lin Zheyu picked up the bottle of Tyrant Pills on the table, took a deep breath, and pulled himself out of his daze.

If I were to join the Wuji Sect, it would indeed be a good choice, Lin Zheyu thought to himself. He curiously opened the bottle Elder Yang had given him and took a light sniff. A rich medicinal fragrance rushed into his nose.