Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Chapter 386: Chapter 159: One Hundred Matches Undefeated

A few days later.

Early morning.

The slanting sun casts a golden hue.

After spending more than two months at the Lee Mansion, Lin Zheyu finally stepped out.

Looking at the bustling streets, the passersby, and the atmosphere filled with the scent of daily life, he felt a long-lost sensation.

Lin Zheyu and a group led by Lee Mengxi, accompanied by Lee Guoming, headed out of Wuling City.

The location for the annual Martial Arts Exchange Meeting varies each year and is chosen by the hosting organization.

This year, the meeting is hosted by the Infinite Sect and will take place at Wuji Manor, located northeast, fifteen miles away from Wuling City.

”Aren’t you leaving with the rest of the Lee Family?” Lin Zheyu asked with curiosity.

”No, what’s the fun in that?”

”The Martial Arts Exchange Meeting is something you can go to on your own; many people aren’t interested in attending,” said Lee Wensi, shaking her head.

”The Lee Mansion is so big, it’s impossible for everyone to go together. Usually, a few familiar individuals head to the manor and then gather at Wuji Manor.”

”The Infinite Sect will allocate a specific area to each invited force.”

Lee Mengxi said with a smile.

”I see.”

Lin Zheyu nodded, understandingly.

The group chatted and laughed as they left Wuling City, and nothing unexpected happened along the way.

”Mr. Zhao, I heard you’ve condensed a Tyrant True Intent Seed; your strength must be quite extraordinary.”

”When we get to Wuji Manor, you can step on the martial arts stage for a few rounds. Winning could earn you some nice rewards.”

Lee Yanming said with a smile.

He is not from the Lee Family; his original name was Qio Yanming, which he changed after joining the Lees.

Lee Yanming joined the Lee Family when he was very young and stood out among many children, receiving focused training.

His strength is commendable, having reached the Bone Marrow Refining Realm after the Qi Blood Five Transformations, and he has already condensed a True Intent Seed. It’s almost certain that he will become a Transforming Force Realm Martial Artist in the future.

”Yanming, you jest. I am inherently peaceful and don’t enjoy fighting and killing,”

Lin Zheyu said with a gentle smile, looking harmless to both humans and animals.

”Exactly, Mr. Zhao is right.”

”What’s the point of fighting? Practicing martial arts is meant to strengthen the body and protect oneself; it is a pursuit in life, not for fighting and killing.”

Lee Wensi chimed in agreement.

This girl was well-protected, straightforward, and innocent, completely endorsing Lin Zheyu’s perspective.

Those around them chuckled but did not comment further.

”Wensi is right, and I agree,” said Lee Yunfeng with a laugh.

Their group, including the two brothers, Lee Wensi, Lee Mengqi, and Lee Mengxi, formed a small clique.

In the Lee Mansion, there are many such small groups.

Large families are not monolithic; they are intricate and complex, with internal strife common.

Such struggles maintain the family’s wolfish spirit and vitality, something the Clan Leader and Elders tacitly approve of.

However, when real situations arise, they mostly set aside past grievances, unite, and present a common front.

This is the nature of family.

Only in this way can a noble family sustainably exist and continue.

”Wensi is right too.”

”But a Martial Arts Exchange is about using martial arts to make friends; it’s about stopping before going too far, not about fighting. Exchanging insights and learning from each other is the right approach,” Lee Yanming said with a smile.

”Yanming is correct.”

”Also, if one competes and wins, the rewards are quite substantial.”

”Maintaining an unbeaten record for a hundred matches on the stage earns you a superior true skill.”

Lee Yunbo chimed in: ”Mengqi nearly succeeded last year but unfortunately lost to the Lui Family genius, Lui Shaoning.”

”Oh?”

”Who is this Lui Shaoning? Is he powerful?”

Lin Zheyu asked curiously.

He had just recently tapped into this circle and knew little about the talented Martial Artists of Wuling City.

”Lui Shaoning is a well-known genius in Wuling City, who once aimed to tread the traditional martial path by honing martial will and conviction, attempting to comprehend True Intent without a True Intent Diagram.”

”But after more than a decade, he ultimately failed.”

”The Cultivation Technique he initially chose was the same `Purple Thunder Tyrant Fist` that Mr. Zhao is practicing now.”

”The comprehension of Purple Thunder True Intent is highly difficult, and even with a True Intent Diagram, very few manage to master it, let alone without it.”

”Later, Lui Shaoning shifted to other true skills related to lightning, and with his previous accumulation, he transformed his True Intent in just three years.”

”I heard that he is still staying in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, planning to comprehend various True Intents before advancing to the Transforming Force Realm.”

Lee Mengxi explained.

”Indeed, comprehending Purple Thunder True Intent is quite challenging.”

Lin Zheyu nodded in agreement.

This cultivation technique is profound and mysterious; after so long in practice, he didn’t dare claim full comprehension of its principles and meanings.

Not to mention the core Purple Thunder True Intent of the technique.

”Mr. Zhao, you better not waste too much time on the Purple Thunder Tyrant Fist.”

”The difficulty of this Cultivation Technique is very high; without a True Intent Diagram, almost no one succeeds.”

”At this Martial Arts Exchange Meeting, there are also complete true skills for sale. Mr. Zhao can see if there is a suitable Cultivation Technique.”

”If you find yourself short on money, feel free to ask.”

Lee Mengqi spoke softly.

She didn’t talk much, mostly listening, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

”Thank you, Miss Mengqi, then I won’t hold back,” Lin Zheyu replied with a smile.

Though Lee Mengqi speaks little and seems cold at first, her character is quite decent.

At least she is very generous toward him.

The group chatted and laughed as they left Wuling City.

For a Martial Artist, fifteen miles is not far, and with their pace, they arrived quickly.