Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 361: Powerful (I)

The sun rose from the west. Golden sunlight spread across the land.

Under the warm rays, the disciples of the Wuji Sect felt a long-lost warmth. Many of them were merely ordinary people and could not, like Yun Qing and Lin Zheyu, sense the Baleful Yin force in the air. When ordinary people stayed in places thick with Baleful Yin force, they would only feel an eerie chill, as if a coldness rose from the depths of their hearts, sending shivers down their spines.

After the sun rose, it dispelled the chill in their hearts. Gu Ye sat on a rock at the edge of the cliff, staring blankly at the distant sky.

"What do you think of Lin Zheyu?" A familiar voice came from behind. Gu Ye flipped down from the rock and gave Meng Liuyuan a respectful salute.

"A genius! A once-in-a-century genius," Gu Ye replied.

Yesterday, she had specifically examined the giant bear demon puppet Lin Zheyu had blasted to death and was astonished to discover that it had been a Marrow Refining realm living corpse demon puppet. Its defense had been terrifyingly strong. Even its head, the weakest part defensively, was not something an ordinary Marrow Refining realm martial artist could easily shatter. Yet Lin Zheyu had blown its head apart with a single punch. Such terrifying power was already close to that of a Force Transformation realm martial artist. And this morning, she heard that Lin Zheyu had captured alive a peak Marrow Refining realm demon puppet. After chatting for a while, he hurried back impatiently to study that living demon puppet.

"That is not what I meant. I mean, what do you think of Lin Zheyu's character and appearance?" Meng Liuyuan waved his hand and said with a smile.

Of course, he knew Lin Zheyu was a genius. Otherwise, Huang Baizhong would not have made an exception to accept him as a personal disciple. What Meng Liuyuan wanted to know was Gu Ye's impression of Lin Zheyu and whether she had any affection for him.

Gu Ye was speechless.

"Martial Uncle, I have no interest in marriage or having children," Gu Ye replied bluntly, unable to stop herself from rolling her eyes.

Her master was still unmarried, so why should she, at her age, be in any hurry?

"Sigh... You really are something. Do not follow your master's example. She was hurt in love when she was young and has remained unmarried ever since. You must not imitate her," Meng Liuyuan said helplessly.

"If love is so distressing, why force it? I will leave it to fate. I intend to become a Grandmaster and tread the path of martial cultivation beyond the Martial Innate realm. How could I be burdened by such trivial affections?" Gu Ye said with bold confidence.

Meng Liuyuan fell silent.

He had no idea how his senior sister, Wu Xuan, had taught her to turn such a cute little girl into this. He soon dropped the subject.

"That space-time node should be under control now. Next, we only need to guard against demon puppets that fled into the forest, as well as any possible yaos and demons. We can abandon the medicinal fields at the foot of the mountain. It is enough to hold the second line of defense. But you must not let your guard down. When you see Lin Zheyu later, tell him not to stray too far from Soaring Serpent Mountain. Many ill-intentioned individuals are hiding in the forest, waiting for an opportunity to act," Meng Liuyuan instructed.

The Wuji Sect was not without enemies, and they likely would not miss such a good opportunity.

"Do not worry, Martial Uncle. I have already reminded Junior Brother Lin," Gu Ye said with a nod.

***

Roar, roar, roar!

From the room where the giant bear demon puppet's corpse had previously been placed came waves of terrifying roars. The roars had continued for more than two hours, and the disciples standing guard nearby were beginning to feel numb from hearing them.

"Is Martial Uncle studying demon puppets? He is not planning to take the path of a yao martial artist, is he?" someone muttered softly.

"Watch your mouth," his companion glared at him. "With Martial Uncle's natural talent, he will at least become a Grandmaster in the future. Why would he need to take the path of a yao martial artist?"

"Those who take the path of a yao martial artist are either old relics at the end of their lifespan making a final gamble, or martial artists whose natural talent and aptitude are insufficient to advance to Grandmaster. Neither applies to Martial Uncle Lin," Zhan Shaoyu said in a lowered voice.

"I was just saying... But I heard that within demon puppets lies a method for cultivating the Dao and attaining Immortality. After becoming a yao martial artist, if one is strong enough, it is possible to live forever and not die," Fang Yuan muttered softly.

Like Zhan Shaoyu, he was only a Blood Qi realm martial artist. However, he had entered Azure Tide Pavilion from a young age and had heard many secret tales about yaos, demons, and immortal cultivators. Among those secrets, truth and falsehood were mixed, and limited by their strength and experience, they had no way to verify them. But after witnessing so many powerful demon puppets and the spectacle at the distant space-time node in the sky, many improper thoughts began to rise in Fang Yuan's heart.

"If you do not want to become a demon puppet, then do not entertain such thoughts. If demon puppets truly contained a secret art for immortality, the ancient immortal cultivation civilization would not have perished, and martial cultivation would not be so prosperous. The world would already belong to yao martial artists."

Zhan Shaoyu rolled his eyes in disdain at the rumor. He was about to say something when the creaking sound of a wooden door opening suddenly reached his ears, and he quickly fell silent. Lin Zheyu walked out from inside, took a damp cloth from a subordinate, and wiped his hands. This yao demon had gradually transformed after being eroded by Baleful Yin force. Compared to living corpses and demon puppets refined by humans, it was indeed much weaker. The defense of ordinary demon puppets could not compare to that of living corpses at all. However, their regenerative ability was monstrous. If a limb were severed and then pressed back in place, it would regrow within a few breaths.

In truth, there is nothing particularly mysterious about demon puppets. Their physiques are strong, their regeneration abnormal, and they feel no pain. That is all. In terms of physique and defense alone, mine is not inferior to a living corpse demon puppet; only my recovery ability is much weaker. If I could make up for that weakness, then purely in terms of physique, I would rival a living corpse demon puppet.

After understanding the essence of demon puppets, Lin Zheyu's fear of yaos and demons diminished greatly, replaced by a sense that they were nothing extraordinary. After a night of fighting, the demon puppets retreated, and the beast tide did not reappear. The disciples of the Wuji Sect on Soaring Serpent Mountain finally had a chance to catch their breath. Lin Zheyu returned to the training ground and resumed his daily cultivation.

In the afternoon, the vast, heavy, pitch-black, and terrifying cloud in the distant sky had shrunk by more than half. By nightfall, it had completely returned to the black ring-shaped cloud Lin Zheyu had first seen. He could not help but let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it had been contained. If the space-time node had fully opened and endless yaos and demons poured out, that would have been disastrous.

With his current strength, Lin Zheyu could only handle experts at the Force Transformation realm. If he encountered someone at the peak of the Force Transformation realm, he could only flee. Not to mention that even the weakest yaos and demons were at least in the Grandmaster realm.

At night, there were far fewer demon puppets than the day before. Lin Zheyu stood by all night and hardly needed to act. By the next day, the anomaly in the sky had completely disappeared. The sky returned to its usual appearance, clear and blue for miles. It was as if nothing had ever happened.