Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

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The Demon Lair.

In the darkness.

A young figure with an extraordinary aura slowly opened his eyes, filled with an expression of surprise.

The youth’s appearance bore a sixty percent resemblance to Fan Hongwei.

Though he looked no different from a human, upon closer inspection, one could see a strange sheen on his skin.

This person was the puppet left by Fan Hongwei back then.

A trace of Fan Hongwei’s consciousness was integrated into the puppet.

"He actually managed to come out of the Demon Realm!"

"A mere martial artist at the Divine Treasure Realm was able to stay inside for over five months, his fortunes are indeed powerful!"

The youth said with some surprise.

This puppet was merely a pawn left casually by him, without much expectation.

After all, there are many cultivators with great fortune, but few truly succeed in seizing opportunities from life and death crises and emerge alive.

Observing Qi and divination are not omnipotent.

They merely allowed Fan Hongwei to see multiple possibilities and casually left some pawns based on them. Most of the pawns failed, only a few succeeded.

But successful pawns often yield rich rewards.

"Interesting, interesting."

The youth’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

He slowly stood up, and his powerful perception spread out, enveloping an area within several kilometers.

Suddenly.

A hint of peculiarity appeared in Fan Hongwei’s expression.

"Huh, are these people also after that kid?"

"Two groups, four False Core cultivators, hmm, and they are all Immortal Martial Dual Cultivation False Core cultivators..."

"Are they playing the game of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"

"Interesting..."

Fan Hongwei’s puppet displayed a look of intrigue.

Though this body is just a puppet, it contains a trace of Fan Hongwei’s split soul thought.

The thought process has traces of Fan Hongwei.

Just now, when his spiritual sense spread, he perceived four hidden figures in the darkness.

Upon closer examination, Fan Hongwei found that these four were also after Xiao Yu.

This made things interesting.

"Let them test the waters first."

"Although this Xiao Yu is a crude martial artist, he is indeed a cultivator with deep fortune; he might possess powerful magical treasures."

Fan Hongwei’s lips curled up slightly, contemplating silently.

This puppet only has strength at the Early Stage of Golden Elixir, lacking absolute power.

If Xiao Yu truly had a fortuitous encounter in the Demon Realm and obtained powerful magical treasures, he might catch him off guard.

Then it might truly allow him to escape.

These four False Core cultivators appeared just at the right time to test Xiao Yu’s background for him.

Saving him some effort.

Fan Hongwei’s puppet stepped out leisurely, wearing a carefree expression.

His figure slightly flickered, disappearing into the darkness.

Waiting for Xiao Yu to emerge from the Demon Suppression Army.

After a long while.

Fan Hongwei’s expression subtly changed, looking towards the exit of the Demon Suppression Army.

He’s coming out!

"Such speed!"

"Is this guy really a martial artist? His understanding of spatial rules is more powerful than many Golden Core cultivators."

"Was it a fortuitous encounter obtained in the Demon Realm..."

The youth-like Fan Hongwei’s puppet looked towards the location of the void, a bit surprised.

According to the memory he obtained from the main body, this martial artist named Xiao Yu was fast, but not to this degree.

After all.

Even his main body had never seen Lin Zheyu use the Shrinking Earth Skill.

"A cultivation technique and divine power similar to Shrinking Earth Skill..."

"I’m even more interested in you now, hehe..."

The youth Fan Hongwei let out a strange laugh and stealthily followed.

A cultivator with deep fortune, having some fortuitous encounters during cultivation is normal.

However...

Those encounters are mine now!

Puppet Fan Hongwei felt very confident.

Although Lin Zheyu displayed impressive understanding of rules and astonishing speed.

But that is relative to cultivators of Foundation Establishment level.

This puppet is truly of Golden Core strength.

Although only at the Early Stage, the materials used for forging the puppet were extremely precious, with defense comparable to the Mid Stage of Golden Elixir.

No matter how powerful a Foundation Establishment cultivator is, they are just Foundation Establishment, and there’s a huge gap between them and a Golden Core.

Otherwise, a Golden Core wouldn’t be considered so: a single Golden Core ingested into the stomach, my fate would be in my hands, not under Heaven.

In Fan Hongwei’s view, a puppet at the Early Stage of Golden Elixir taking on Xiao Yu, this crude martial artist, is as easy as can be.

...

Lin Zheyu had just left the Demon Suppression Army camp.

The golden Celestial Eye in his sea of consciousness suddenly opened wide, triggering perception to the extreme.

The area within more than forty kilometers instantly surfaced in his consciousness.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

"Hmm..."

"There are actually five people outside waiting for me, divided into three groups."

"Four False Core cultivators, are they Immortal Martial Dual Cultivation?"

"And one..."

"Huh, this is a puppet?"

"The appearance and aura are so familiar, is it Fan Hongwei’s puppet, that old scoundrel?"

Lin Zheyu’s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.

Fan Hongwei’s departure wasn’t unexpected.

Lin Zheyu was surprised that Fan Hongwei would leave a puppet of Golden Elixir layer here.

That old scoundrel, after so long, still couldn’t forget him.

Lin Zheyu didn’t even know what to say.

"Every one of them is as cunning as can be, still playing the game of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

Lin Zheyu detected the information of the three groups, muttering to himself.

His lips curled into a sneer.

These guys believe their strength is formidable, considering others as the mantis.