Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 109 - 70: A Lion Puts Forth Its Full Strength Even When Hunting a Hare

Chapter 109: Chapter 70: A Lion Puts Forth Its Full Strength Even When Hunting a Hare
"Alright!"
Lin Zheyu said in a deep voice, a look of unwillingness appearing on his face.
He untied his bundle, slowly crouched down, and placed it on the ground.
"And, hand over the cultivation technique too." The young man said with a sneer.
"Sorry, I didn’t bring the cultivation technique with me. Can I go back to retrieve it?" Lin Zheyu said.
"Heh, do you think I’m a fool?"
"If you didn’t bring it, then come back with me and write it out." Zhao Ziyang snorted coldly.
He pulled out a medicine pill from his pocket and said, "Put your hands on your head, crawl over here, and swallow this pill."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he nocked an arrow and pulled the bow.
Swish—
The arrow shot out suddenly, aiming for Lin Zheyu’s waist pouch.
Just now, he had noticed that Lin Zheyu had sneakily reached for his waist pouch. In his eyes, this was a foolish act.
Swish swish swish.
As soon as the arrow was released, the young man, with extreme speed, fired six more arrows consecutively, blocking Lin Zheyu’s escape routes.
Lin Zheyu rolled on the ground, and the throwing knife in his hand shot out at a slow speed but aimed directly at the young man’s eyes, forcing him to dodge.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Zheyu lunged into the forest, disappearing from the young man’s sight with a few evasive movements, using the dense forest to conceal himself.
"What a slippery kid, his body technique is astonishing."
"Uncle Hai, help me capture that kid. Such remarkable lightweight skill, even among the cultivation techniques in the Zhao family’s collection, is a top-tier martial art."
Zhao Ziyang said coldly.
A mere Bone Forging Realm person managed to escape from him, which put him in a very unpleasant mood.
"Yes, Young Master!"
The middle-aged man known as Uncle Hai responded, moving swiftly into the forest.
"Grandfather, do you recognize what cultivation technique that kid used?"
Zhao Ziyang asked the elder.
He was familiar with the cultivation techniques of the major families in Songyi City. Moreover, the young man just now didn’t seem to be from a noble family; he was probably a wanderer from another city.
"I don’t recognize it, but I once saw it on a Qi Blood Realm expert; that person is likely his disciple."
The elder said, a look of surprise on his face.
"Is that person very powerful? Should we call Uncle Hai back?"
Zhao Ziyang frowned, thinking that having a Qi Blood Realm master behind could complicate matters.
"No need."
"Although that person trained to the Qi Blood Three Transformations and specializes in leg skills, his right leg is crippled, and he can’t exert half of his strength. He’s not worth fearing."
"Just make sure to clean up afterward. A crippled Qi Blood Three Transformations martial artist is nothing our Zhao family concerns ourselves with."
The elder said lightly, with a powerful confidence in his tone.
"Then I am relieved."
Zhao Ziyang said.
He walked to the side, picked up the bundle on the ground, and took out the piece of meat stained with poisonous Yin Sha that Lin Zheyu had collected.
From the time Lin Zheyu put the meat into the poison pouch until now, not much time had passed, yet the Yin Sha poison had seeped through the leather pouch.
There was a slight blackening visible on the outside of the leather pouch.
"How foolish, to handle corpse poison so carelessly. Even a Qi Blood Realm martial artist would have a hard time if accidentally infected."
Zhao Ziyang sneered at this.
He took out a jade bottle from his backpack, carefully used a spoon-like iron tool to scoop the charred parts into the jade bottle, then discarded the meat.
After handling the meat in the bundle, he didn’t even look at the other items. He went to a nearby tree and dug out the charred parts.
"Grandfather, is the strength of a living corpse really that great? With the foundation of our Zhao family, can’t we capture it and use it as a source of corpse poison?"
Zhao Ziyang asked curiously after collecting the corpse poison.
The term ’corpse poison’ referred to the Yin Sha poison from a living corpse.
According to the ancestral records of the Zhao family, this corpse poison was extremely potent and could be used to concoct a strong toxin.
Recently, s of living corpses emerged from Beast Roar Mountain, prompting them to send people into the mountain to search and collect corpse poison.
"Capture it? How?"
"This living corpse has skin like bronze and bones like iron, immune to weapons and poison. It can only be overpowered with sheer strength."
"Even with ordinary Qi Blood Realm strength, there’s no hope against a living corpse. Only Qi Blood Three Transformations martial artists can stand a chance."
"But the living corpse is too resilient, and even then, it’s hard to subdue it. Capturing it alive might require three or four Qi Blood Three Transformations warriors."
The elder shook his head.
It’s not that he didn’t want to, but he couldn’t.
If they could capture the living corpse and raise it as a source of corpse poison, the Zhao family would quickly become the number one family in Songyi City!
"Strange, why hasn’t Uncle Hai come back?"
"It’s just a Bone Forging Realm individual. With Uncle Hai’s lightweight skill and tracking techniques, he should have captured him by now."
Zhao Ziyang finished collecting the corpse poison and waited for a while, but Uncle Hai still hadn’t returned.
He looked in the direction Uncle Hai had gone, a look of curiosity in his eyes.
"Let’s go take a look."
The elder mused and said.
The two of them packed up and walked into the forest.
After walking dozens of meters, they passed through a dense forest with thick undergrowth.
Swish swish!
Suddenly, two cold knife glints appeared, with a razor-sharp edge piercing the void, producing an astonishing whistle.
The elder’s hairs stood on end, his foot stomped abruptly, and his body quickly tilted backward, narrowly avoiding the flying knives.
Bam!
The flying knife brushed past him, shot into a distant tree trunk, and exploded with a small circular hole.
Ah!!
A familiar scream echoed, causing the elder to shudder, looking toward Zhao Ziyang’s direction.