Prostrate Breath Hibernation

Qingyuan Sect.

Azure Jade Hall, Council Hall.

"Old Gu, you're no fun at all. The steward disciples from your Medicine Hall went to our Hall of Bestowing Merit today to receive the subsequent forms of the Ox Demon Strength Fist. So this was what you arranged when you made that bet with us yesterday."

Han Zhengcheng, Hall Master of the Hall of Bestowing Merit, spoke when he saw Gu An arrive ahead of him at Azure Jade Hall, the residence of the Sect Master's lineage.

Naturally, Lin Shiyu had told him about what happened in the Hall of Bestowing Merit and had even asked him to mention it, lest the narrow-minded Gu An set his sights on him.

"I said that one of our Medicine Hall disciples would definitely comprehend Raging Bull Strength within the one-month deadline. I said so yesterday, yet none of you believed me. Do you believe it now?"

A smile appeared on Gu An's face.

This was a matter that brought him tremendous honor, especially since Qi Yuansheng, Hall Master of the Hall of Artifact Refining, had wagered a Three-Cycle Viscera Nourishing Pill with him. It was highly beneficial even to those undergoing Internal Refinement of Six Viscera—enough to make Qi Yuansheng's heart ache.

He was also somewhat surprised. Yang Chan had broken through so quickly. Having seen Yang Chan's fist technique, he knew it was not far from mastery, so he had originally estimated that Yang Chan would definitely break through within a month.

However, with the Ox Demon Strength Fist about to reach mastery, comprehending Raging Bull Strength ahead of time was perfectly normal and not particularly strange.

"Old Ghost Gu, you just got lucky this time. Dog-shit luck fell into your lap."

Qi Yuansheng, Hall Master of the Hall of Artifact Refining, did not look pleased. He did not care about the Three-Cycle Viscera Nourishing Pill; what he cared about was being slapped in the face—by Gu An, no less.

The two had never gotten along particularly well, and whenever they had the chance, they would always look for trouble with each other.

When Gu An brought up the matter yesterday, Qi Yuansheng had not wanted to agree. But Gu An provoked him with his words, and so he accepted the wager.

"No matter what, I won the bet. Hand over the Three-Cycle Viscera Nourishing Pill."

Gu An grinned and held out his hand. It was rare for Qi Yuansheng to suffer a loss, and it made him immensely pleased.

"Hmph."

Qi Yuansheng snorted coldly and tossed a medicine bottle containing the Three-Cycle Viscera Nourishing Pill toward Gu An. It carried a hidden force and came with considerable strength.

Gu An extended his right hand. His palm directly enlarged, catching it firmly.

"Many thanks for the medicine, Hall Master Qi."

The smile on Gu An's face deepened.

Naturally, he was delighted to make Qi Yuansheng react like this, and Yang Chan left an even deeper impression on him.

"Supine and Prone Qi Ingestion, Divine Turtle Emerges from Water, Side Prone Breathing, Prostrate Breath Hibernation..."

"This Turtle Breath Body Nourishing Technique is indeed quite different from the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique."

After Yang Chan finished reading the Turtle Breath Body Nourishing Technique in his hands, he found that it contained many methods of breathing and movements. Its purpose was to allow one's breath to become long and drawn out like that of a Spirit Turtle, thereby granting longevity and youth.

According to the manual, one had achieved something once turtle breathing could be incorporated into daily life.

Yang Chan followed the technique to perform Body Adjustment, Breath Regulation, and Mind Calibration.

He lay face down, positioning his hands like a Spirit Turtle walking normally, while taking three long breaths and two short ones. This was merely the beginning. After maintaining it for a quarter of an hour, he changed posture again, adjusted his breathing, and brought mind and body into harmony.

The entire set took Yang Chan half an hour. Though it was his first time practicing and he was somewhat unfamiliar with it, there really were quite a lot of movements, making it fairly time-consuming.

No wonder Lin Shiyu from the Hall of Bestowing Merit had told Yang Chan to practice it when he had time. He should not spend too much time on it ordinarily and should still focus on the Ox Demon Strength Fist, because after completing one whole set, he did not feel much. Its effects were rather average.

Yang Chan looked toward the panel. The result there did not surprise him.

The Turtle Breath Body Nourishing Technique had been added under Comprehended Techniques.

Comprehended Techniques: Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique (First Stage Peeking into the Threshold 14%), Ox Demon Strength Fist (First Stage Peeking into the Threshold 15%), Turtle Breath Body Nourishing Technique (Beginner 1%).

At this rate, it would take only fifty hours to raise it to the First Stage—just over four days. If he practiced normally and spent part of his time on the Turtle Breath Body Nourishing Technique, twenty days would be more than enough.

If he used one Potential Point, it should take around ten days.

Yang Chan calculated inwardly. The time needed to raise the Turtle Breath Body Nourishing Technique to the First Stage would definitely not be much. It just so happened that during this period, he planned to practice fist techniques, cultivate the health technique, and spend the rest of his time in the Medicine Hall learning knowledge related to Pharmacists.

His small goal was to become an Alchemist Assistant, so he could follow a Pharmacist and learn matters related to the profession before becoming a true Pharmacist himself.

Within the Qingyuan Sect, a Pharmacist's status was similar to that of an Elite Disciple and was equally important. However, becoming a Pharmacist required quite a lot: one needed extensive knowledge of medicinal theory, medicinal properties, medicine combinations, and more.

Yang Chan had learned that under normal circumstances, Pharmacists in the Qingyuan Sect could remain within the sect and did not need to participate in missions outside. This coincided perfectly with Yang Chan's goal.

How troublesome was all that fighting and killing? Wouldn't it be better to stay in the Qingyuan Sect as a Pharmacist, like a protected healer? How wonderful would that be?

At the same time, Pharmacists could also be allotted good things such as medicinal cuisine and prescriptions, while their monthly pay was far higher than that of most disciples. It was an extremely promising profession.

His panel even had the Pharmacist profession. It would be such a waste not to use it.

The Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup in the Medicine Hall's Public Kitchen was actually a type of medicinal cuisine. After Yang Chan learned this, he naturally became even more determined to become a Pharmacist.

Good things such as medicinal cuisine could increase Potential Points, and Potential Points concerned his cultivation.

Hard cultivation was not bad, but wouldn't it be even better if he could use deep-blue point allocation?

Yang Chan cultivated again until the early hours of the morning. Seeing the Potential Points on his panel rise from 0 to 0.2 further confirmed his thoughts.

Eating well and eating more could also increase Potential Points.

If he added the Qi Replenishing Body Nourishing Soup once every three days, along with what he planned to purchase, then he could gain one Potential Point every three days. This also meant that his strength would improve several degrees faster than he had expected.

What six little organizations, what stewards, what hall masters...

"Calm down. I have a promising future, but I still need to keep a low profile for now. Only by living longer can I grow stronger."

When Yang Chan sensed that he was getting a little excited, he hurriedly calmed his emotions.

A promising future only mattered if he lived to see it. If one careless move took his life, then there would be no future.

The world outside was far too dangerous. He still needed to develop quietly and cautiously; he could not get reckless.

After Yang Chan practiced another set of the Tai Chi Health Cultivation Technique, his heart became as still as an ancient well.

What was getting carried away? Right now, he was merely an ordinary Formal Disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, living quietly and keeping his head down.

"I stayed up late again today. That isn't a good habit. Tomorrow, I must go to sleep earlier. I need to preserve my health and live a long life."

Yang Chan silently told himself.

He had died from staying up late and working overtime in the past, so he had to avoid such things. Sleeping after midnight was not a good habit to begin with, and persisting in it would be even worse for his body.

If it became a habit, that would be even more terrible. If he suddenly died one day, then all talk of a promising future would be empty words.

Thinking this, Yang Chan warned himself. His other small goal—living beyond a thousand years old—had yet to be achieved, so he still needed to be more steady.