Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 307: Confucian Sect (I)

The Wuji Sect branch located in Wuling City was named Azure Tide Pavilion. Huang Baizhong was the current Pavilion Master of Azure Tide Pavilion. Azure Tide Pavilion was situated in the southwestern part of Wuling City and covered nearly two hundred thousand square meters, resembling a miniature city in its own right.

"Elder Yang!"

"Master Yang!"

Upon entering the Wuji Sect, the disciples within the sect offered respectful greetings.

They curiously examined Lin Zheyu, unsure why Elder Yang had brought this young man back to Azure Tide Pavilion. Azure Tide Pavilion would not accept martial artists who already possessed skills for more than ten years. Instead, it only recruited children under the age of thirteen. Disciples trained in this way possessed the strongest sense of belonging to the sect.

"He looks quite handsome. Do any of you know him?" a youthful girl dressed in light yellow said as she blinked her eyes and sized up Lin Zheyu.

She was a woman with delicate features, not breathtakingly beautiful but pleasant to look at, with a curvy and striking figure.

"Junior sister, you are daydreaming again. That person looks somewhat scholarly and carries a calm and refined air. He might be from the Confucian Sect," the man beside her said with a smile.

Lin Zheyu had excellent hearing and could hear the discussions of the surrounding disciples. When he heard the mention of the Confucian Sect, he felt a bit surprised.

Does the Confucian Sect also practice martial arts? Could Xu Shixin, whom I met before, also be from the Confucian Sect?

"Youwei, come here." After entering a plaza, Elder Yang beckoned to a young man not far away.

"This is Lin Zheyu. Take him around and familiarize him with the sect, and arrange a place for him to stay. Once your grandfather finishes his business and returns, he will take your grandfather as his master and become a member of Azure Tide Pavilion," Elder Yang said with a smile.

"Ah!" The young man named Huang Youwei froze, his eyes widening as he failed to react for a moment.

What is this? How did I suddenly end up with an extra junior martial uncle out of nowhere?

Huang Youwei could not help complaining inwardly as he sized up Lin Zheyu from head to toe, as if trying to see through him. Although he was extremely unwilling, he did not dare disobey Elder Yang's instructions and respectfully responded in agreement.

"Where did you come from that my grandfather would actually take you as a disciple?" After Elder Yang left, Huang Youwei looked Lin Zheyu up and down and could not help but ask.

"I am not sure about that. Maybe he thought I was handsome," Lin Zheyu said with a smile.

Looking at the young man before him, who was over thirty and older than himself, he found the situation rather amusing. Given Pavilion Master Huang Baizhong's seniority and status, once he took him as a master, his own seniority would rise accordingly, and he would inexplicably gain many juniors.

"Hmph. Do not speak so lightly. You look even younger than me. How old are you this year?" Huang Youwei asked bluntly without any politeness.

The man before him looked even younger than he did, resembling a youth around twenty years old. Having to call him a junior martial uncle made Huang Youwei feel extremely awkward.

"Fifty-eight. I had some fortuitous encounters when I was young, and with good upkeep, I simply look younger." Lin Zheyu smiled. The two chatted casually as Huang Youwei led him around to become familiar with the Azure Tide Pavilion branch of the Wuji Sect.

"Fifty-eight? Huh! That means you are currently at the Marrow Refining realm, and your strength and natural talent are quite decent?" Huang Youwei sized up Lin Zheyu with a sideways glance.

Azure Tide Pavilion had not recruited any unaffiliated martial artists trained under other masters for over a decade. Being chosen by Elder Yang and his sect master grandfather as a true disciple was proof that the other party possessed exceptional natural talent and aptitude.

"It's all right," Lin Zheyu said as if nothing were out of the ordinary.

He glanced around, familiarizing himself with the layout of the Wuji Sect. The internal arrangement and landscaping were both done very well. Walking through the sect was a pleasing experience. He especially thought so of the women who occasionally passed by, whose looks and figures were exceptionally outstanding and very pleasing to the eye.

"Hmph. Either you are capable, or you are not. What kind of answer is 'it's all right'?" Huang Youwei snorted in dissatisfaction.

Martial practitioners pursued advancement with sharp ambition and bold spirit. The hesitant manner of the man before him made Huang Youwei quite displeased. He was just like those martial artists from the Confucian Sect, pretending to be refined.

"Oh. I have not encountered many genius martial artists, but I have defeated quite a few well-known ones. If they count as geniuses, then I should be one as well," Lin Zheyu smiled and said, seeing Huang Youwei's displeased expression.

His current state of mind was rather calm. The Dominance true intent and the Tortoise Breath true intent had been skillfully combined through insights he borrowed from the Great Strength Vajra Fist. The influence of these two true intents on him had now been reduced to an almost negligible level. Moreover, after joining the Wuji Sect, his personal safety was secured, and he no longer needed to worry about dangers from the outside world.

Lin Zheyu felt that his mindset had returned to the state it was in during his previous life. Calling him a scholar was not inaccurate. In his previous life, he had studied for nearly twenty years and had only worked for a short while before transmigrating. At heart, he was a good young man who loved life, cherished peace, and appreciated beautiful women.

"Anyone can talk big. If you have the guts, prove your strength. As long as you can defeat Senior Brother Boyi, I will sincerely call you junior martial uncle," Huang Youwei said as he glanced sideways at Lin Zheyu.

"Is he very strong? Compared to the monk, Puxuan, who is stronger?" Lin Zheyu asked.

Many genius martial artists had not attended the exchange, and Huang Youwei was one of them. Otherwise, he might have formed some suspicions about Lin Zheyu's identity.

"The monk, Puxuan? The bald donkey who acted arrogantly at the martial cultivation exchange? That sort of trash only had his moment because Senior Brother Boyi and the others were not there. Otherwise, he would not have had the chance to show off," Huang Youwei said disdainfully.

He was extremely confident in Senior Brother Boyi's strength. Even Puxuan, who cultivated the Buddhist Sect Golden Body and Divine Foot Technique, was no match for Senior Brother Boyi in his eyes.

"Oh, that's strong. That is indeed impressive. I thought drawing evenly with Puxuan was already a decent achievement. I did not expect the Wuji Sect to be full of powerful experts," Lin Zheyu said with a smile, sounding somewhat absent-minded.

His attention was entirely focused on the locations and layout of the various halls within the sect. Lin Zheyu discovered that the Wuji Sect had everything one could need, including a scripture repository, an armory pavilion, an internal marketplace, and even a bustling flower street. It was like a miniature city, small but complete in every aspect. He memorized the location where weapons were forged, planning to come back in the afternoon to craft a set of heavy armor. As his strength continued to grow, ordinary heavy armor was no longer of much use.

Back at the Li Residence, the heavy armor Lin Zheyu wore had already reached an astonishing weight of one thousand kilograms. Now that his strength had increased significantly, he estimated that two thousand kilograms, or even three to four thousand kilograms, would be necessary.

I have already reached the eleventh transformation of blood qi and have condensed both the Tortoise Breath true intent and the Dominance true intent. My mental will has also improved greatly. If I break through a limit now, I should be able to obtain 2 units, or even 2.5 units, of Origin Force.

During his time at Wuji Manor, he had not attempted to break through his limits to obtain Origin Force. The Origin Force he had accumulated previously had been used up until only 5 units remained.

However, before breaking through his limits again, Lin Zheyu needed to obtain a powerful concealment technique.

The amount of Origin Force gained each time he broke through a limit was closely related to the strength of his essence, qi, and spirit. The Ninefold Origin Lock Art sealed most of his body's life energy, essence, qi, and blood qi. If it were not released, it would affect the amount of Origin Force he could obtain during a breakthrough.

While Lin Zheyu responded casually and drifted off in thought, Huang Youwei was shocked by what he had just said.

"Uh... A draw?" A storm of shock rose in Huang Youwei's heart.

Although he was within the Wuji Sect and had not attended the martial cultivation exchange, he had still heard of Puxuan's reputation. He was an extremely abnormal powerhouse. His cultivation of the Buddhist Sect Golden Body granted him invincible defense at the Marrow Refining realm, while his Divine Foot Technique gave him top-tier speed within the same realm. When facing him, if one could not break through Puxuan's defense, the opponent would rely on his invincible defense and astonishing speed to dominate the battle.

This was an unequal battle. Yet the man before him claimed that he had fought Puxuan to a draw. That was simply inconceivable. Although he had spoken with disdain when Puxuan was mentioned earlier, he knew very well how terrifying that monk truly was. Anyone capable of defeating him at the same stage would undoubtedly be a top-tier existence within the Marrow Refining realm.

Gulp.

Huang Youwei swallowed and fell silent.

He thought for a moment, as if recalling something, then turned to look at Lin Zheyu and asked, "Are you Zhao Hao, the only person this year to earn the title of one hundred undefeated victories at the martial cultivation exchange?"

Lin Zheyu nodded lightly when he heard this. He had no intention of hiding it. As Huang Youwei was Huang Baizhong’s grandson and someone close to him, it would not take long for him to learn about Lin Zheyu’s background anyway.

"So it is you. I did not expect my grandfather to bring you in directly," Huang Youwei said in realization.

He had heard of Zhao Hao, who was said to be an unaffiliated martial artist without any background. For a martial artist without backing to cultivate martial cultivation to this level, natural talent, comprehension, and opportunity were all indispensable. What astonished him even more was how young this person looked.

"Are you really fifty-eight?" Huang Youwei asked skeptically.

"In any case, I am not yet sixty," Lin Zheyu said with a smile.

I do not suspect that you are over sixty. I just think you do not look like someone as old as fifty-eight at all, Huang Youwei complained inwardly, losing interest in asking further questions.

He took Lin Zheyu around the Wuji Sect, explaining which places he could not go to and which places were permitted. In the end, Huang Youwei brought Lin Zheyu to Plain Elegance Residence, which was the place within the Wuji Sect for visiting guests to stay temporarily. As Lin Zheyu had not yet formally joined the sect, he could only stay here for the time being.

"Yuqing, find an empty courtyard for this young master," Huang Youwei called over a maid and instructed.

He turned to Lin Zheyu and said, "Young Master Lin, please stay here for now. Once you officially join the sect, a new residence will be arranged.

"If you need anything, just instruct Yuqing to handle it," he added before turning and leaving. From his initial resistance to learning that Lin Zheyu was the only martial artist this year to achieve one hundred undefeated victories at the martial cultivation exchange, Huang Youwei gradually came to acknowledge him.

"Young master, please follow this servant," Yuqing said respectfully.

Arriving at an open courtyard inside, Lin Zheyu settled in with peace of mind. The courtyard had an antique charm and was kept very clean. A hot spring had even been channeled into the room, allowing bathing and soaking indoors with great convenience. Lin Zheyu thus took up residence within the Wuji Sect.