Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Chapter 51: Chapter 50: No One Gets Rich Without Windfalls

”I’ve heard of this name too.”

”Recently there have been quite a few outsiders, and with more people, there are more rumors. I initially heard it from a group of outsiders but didn’t pay much attention at the time.”

”Now that you mention it, I feel this chaos and this so-called Emperor of the Vast Heaven are very much related,” Xie Jiang pondered.

”You mean the rebel army might have started planning their layout over a decade ago?” Jia Yanrong asked.

”Isn’t that obvious? Without ten to twenty years of planning, who has the guts to rebel?” Xie Jiang said dismissively, the power of Great Wei is extremely formidable.

The disdain in his words made Jia Yanrong tempted to roll up his sleeves for a fight.

Xie Jiang has a way with words that always irk Jia Yanrong, and the two somehow end up having a fight every now and then.

After fighting, they still get along pretty well together.

”If not for the City Lord’s intervention to wipe out those two families back then, wouldn’t Songyi City have been awfully dangerous?” Ning Hui said with lingering fear.

”If it was truly the City Lord who acted, then his strength must be absolutely terrifying,”

Jia Yanrong said, his eyes full of shock.

As a mere Bone Forging Realm martial artist, he truly cannot comprehend what kind of powerful godlike means it would take to quietly wipe out two families with Qi Blood Realm experts in one night.

”Killing isn’t just reliant on martial strength, it can also be done with poison.”

”Even Qi Blood Realm martial artists are human, many poisons can easily kill them. Maybe the City Lord used some kind of deadly drugs to poison them at that time.”

Xie Jiang analyzed, he didn’t quite believe it was the City Lord personally doing the killing.

It’s just a pity that more than a decade has passed, with no records left and no bodies to examine, many truths have disappeared into the long course of years.

If it weren’t for hearing it from Ning Hui, they would have all thought a terrifying plague killed off those two families overnight.

After all, over a thousand civilians had also died.

At the time, people were panicking, fearing the plague would spread.

Later, the plague was well controlled, with a few hundred more deaths gradually, before settling down, with no further reports of large population deaths.

Thinking back now, there were many suspicious details hidden within that turbulent event years ago.

”Let’s stop talking about this, if it gets out, you might get dragged off and beheaded.”

”Let’s drink, drink, and talk about women.”

”Times are hard, many have sold their daughters to Baihua Tower, all are virgins. Interested in buying one to take home as a maid?”

Xie Jiang chuckled.

The topic veered off somewhere unknown again.

After a while of idle chatter, Lin Zheyu left.

These guys could really talk, from the girls in Baihua Tower to the pretty widow next door, they could chat for a day and a night.

Strolled around the city.

The market was much quieter, yet still bore the festive New Year atmosphere.

The lively ambiance of the Small New Year belonged to the people of Songyi City, and had nothing to do with Lin Zheyu.

Senior Brother Han Mo was out combating bandits and hasn’t returned.

Mr. Liang’s whereabouts were unknown too.

Among those he knew, only Jia Yanrong and a few others, plus Mr. Wo—they all had families to accompany.

With nothing else to do, Lin Zheyu stayed in the courtyard practicing boxing, pondering the fist intent of Wild Bull Fist, and when tired, he took a walk, listened to songs, ate some delicacies, and chatted grandly with Jia Yanrong and the others... life was rather pleasant.

”Hmm?”

Walking on Hundred Flavors Street, Lin Zheyu furrowed his brows.

Having reached the Qi Blood Realm, especially with Turtle Breath Skill elevated to the third level, his perception greatly improved.

His perception far exceeded other Qi Blood Realm martial artists, extremely keen, able to vaguely sense those malicious gazes.

On this walk, Lin Zheyu noticed several people casually setting their sights on him, eyes harboring some ill intent.

While one or two might be normal, discovering people always watching him every now and then over the past ten-odd days was quite abnormal.

”Is it someone arranged by Xing Jinglong?” Lin Zheyu speculated.

In Songyi City, his grudges involved only Xing Jinglong and Xing Penghai.

This time he didn’t pretend to not notice but directly approached the man. The man’s face showed a hint of panic, wanting to escape.

Lin Zheyu suddenly flashed, moving swiftly, arriving beside the man quickly.

He reached out with his right hand, grabbed the man’s collar, lifting him up.

”Boy, what are you running for?” Lin Zheyu said coldly.

”Spare my life, sir, I didn’t do anything wrong, nothing stolen or robbed. I was just daydreaming here,” the man pleaded.

He felt the young man before him had immense strength, grasping his collar and choking him somewhat breathlessly.

”Hmph!”

”Zhou Dali, come over here.”

Without wasting words with him, Lin Zheyu beckoned to the Feihong Gang fellow not far away.

Hundred Flavors Street is the territory of the Feihong Gang, with members responsible for patrolling daily to maintain order.

”Yu, are you looking for me?”

Zhou Dali hurried over, speaking respectfully.

This guy’s build rivaled Jia Yanrong’s, though he hadn’t trained in martial arts, only knew some farming moves and brute strength.

”Take this guy back and check which family, which forces he belongs to, and what he’s trying to do here,” Lin Zheyu said.

”Yu, I know this guy, he’s from Wuding Gang, what’s his name, I’ve forgotten. If you want to know, I’ll call Zhou Tuo over, he’s more familiar with Wuding Gang’s people,” Zhou Dali said.

”Wuding Gang?”

Upon hearing of Wuding Gang, Lin Zheyu understood clearly who was keeping an eye on him. Related to Wuding Gang, tied to his feud, obviously it was Xing Jinglong.