Teaching the Family to Cultivate!

The next morning.

Lin Yuan got up early and pushed the sofa and coffee table in the living room into the corner.

"Brother."

"What are you making such a fuss about so early in the morning?"

Lin Xiaoxiao shuffled out of her bedroom in slippers, rubbing her bird's-nest hair.

Lin Jianguo and Zhang Hui also came out wearing coats.

They looked at the empty living room.

All three wore puzzled expressions.

"Come over here."

"When I was in the military district, I learned a set of specially provided health exercises."

"They're especially effective for cervical spondylosis and lower back strain."

"While I'm home these next few days, I'll teach you."

Lin Yuan clapped his hands.

He smiled as he explained it to the three of them.

"What era is this? You're still doing radio calisthenics?"

"I'm going back to sleep."

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.

But the moment she turned around, Lin Yuan grabbed her by the scruff of her neck.

"Cut the nonsense."

"Hurry up and sit cross-legged."

Lin Yuan's tone left no room for refusal.

The family of three could only sit in a row on the floor.

Lin Yuan walked behind them and began explaining the rhythm of the Basic Breathing Technique.

"Inhale for three parts, exhale for seven."

"Sink your breath into your dantian and focus your mind on the point between your brows."

Lin Xiaoxiao was completely lost.

"Brother."

"This sounds like you're teaching us immortality cultivation."

Lin Yuan ignored his sister's teasing.

He stretched out both hands and placed them against his parents' backs.

An exceedingly faint strand of True Qi silently entered their bodies through his palms.

Ordinary people's meridians were dry and blocked.

Lin Yuan did not dare exert too much force, afraid he would burst their blood vessels.

He could only use True Qi as a guide to help them find their sense of qi.

An hour passed.

Lin Xiaoxiao had already slumped onto the carpet, asleep and drooling.

Zhang Hui felt her legs going numb, her brows tightly furrowed.

Lin Jianguo had endured without moving, but his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Stop."

Lin Yuan withdrew his hands and sighed helplessly.

Even with a Second-Tier Martial Artist like him personally guiding them,

his parents and sister still could not sense the spiritual energy drifting through the air.

It was not their fault.

The concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth was simply too low.

"Ow~"

"My old rheumatic legs."

"What kind of exercises are these? My whole body aches after doing them."

Zhang Hui complained as she rubbed her knees.

"Still..."

"My legs are numb, but my shoulders really do feel much looser."

Lin Jianguo rolled his shoulders, his eyes brightening slightly.

That was because Lin Yuan had used True Qi to disperse the old stagnant blood in his shoulders.

"Practice slowly. There's no rush."

Lin Yuan smiled.

As long as they remembered the rhythm and route of the breathing,

when the Spiritual Energy Tide arrived on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year,

the influx of spiritual energy would naturally let them succeed.

The days passed one by one.

Every day, Lin Yuan urged his family to practice the Breathing Method on schedule.

The rest of the time,

he accompanied his mother to the market or played Chinese chess with his father.

In the blink of an eye,

Lunar New Year's Eve arrived.

Red lanterns were hung throughout the military family compound, and the festive atmosphere was thick.

By custom,

the Lin family went to a hotel in the city to have a reunion dinner with their relatives.

The private room was lively, with two full tables of people.

"Xiaoxiao, study hard."

"If you can't find work in the future, have your cousin arrange something for you. He's a supervisor at a big company now."

Eldest Uncle held up his wineglass, his face glowing.

Lin Xiaoxiao curled her lips and nodded perfunctorily.

Second Aunt's gaze immediately shifted to Lin Yuan.

"Oh my."

"Xiao Yuan is back too."

"How's the food delivery job going?"

"It's cold now. You must earn quite a bit per delivery, right?"

The moment she said that,

Zhang Hui's expression darkened at once.

Second Aunt had always loved comparing herself to others, and every word carried a sense of superiority.

"Our Xiao Yuan doesn't deliver food anymore."

"He was specially recruited by the military."

Zhang Hui put a piece of fish into her bowl, deliberately drawing out her words.

In an instant,

the private room fell silent for a moment.

"Specially recruited?"

"Which unit?"

"The benefits for soldiers are pretty good now, but after you leave the service, you still have to find another job."

His cousin adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

Just as Zhang Hui was about to retort,

Lin Jianguo kicked her under the table and shot her a warning glare.

"Yes."

"He does some clerical work in an office."

Lin Jianguo lifted his teacup and added blandly.

The relatives immediately lost interest.

The conversation soon shifted back to who had bought a house and who had changed cars.

Lin Yuan sat quietly in a corner.

He peeled peanuts, a faint smile resting on his lips.

If this had been five months ago,

he might have felt annoyed by all this comparison.

But now,

Lin Yuan found it somewhat boring and had even less desire to explain himself to them.

He turned to look out the window.

Brilliant fireworks blossomed in the night sky.

The glass reflected his dark, profound eyes.

This New Year might be the last New Year of the old era.

Over the following days,

Lin Yuan turned down every gathering.

He spent his days with his family and cultivated the Heavenly Dipper Qi Refining Formula madly at night.

His Early Second Tier realm was gradually being consolidated.

With every punch, a dull blast of air erupted.

His muscle density had already reached an inhuman level.

On the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year,

Lin Yuan stood alone on the villa balcony.

He raised one hand, palm facing upward.

A pale-white Qi Vortex visible to the naked eye violently twisted into shape in his palm.

Bang!

He crushed the vortex directly.

The powerful recoil instantly cleared away all snowflakes within half a meter.

If that strike landed on a person,

even someone wearing heavy body armor would have their internal organs shattered instantly.

"Still not enough."

"That Ironclad Mad Ape was a monster that could ignore even rifle bullets."

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year,

before dawn broke, a thin mist blanketed the entire Shu Capital.

Lin Yuan put on a black tactical jacket and carried a simple travel bag.

He opened his bedroom door.

The living room lights were on.

Zhang Hui stood beside the dining table, where a steaming bowl of dumplings sat.

Lin Jianguo sat on the sofa, silently smoking.

Lin Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes and leaned against the doorframe, yawning.

They all knew that Lin Yuan had to leave today.

"Have something hot before you go."

Zhang Hui's voice was thick with tears.

She did not dare look into Lin Yuan's eyes, afraid her tears would fall.

Lin Yuan walked over and picked up the bowl.

He swallowed the dumplings in two or three bites.

Warmth spread through his stomach, and even his heartbeat became stronger.

"Dad, Mom, Xiaoxiao."

"Remember the Breathing Method I taught you."

"No matter what happens, practice it every day."

Lin Yuan set down the bowl and wiped his mouth.

He looked at his family and solemnly reminded them.

"Don't worry."

"With me here, this family won't fall apart."

Lin Jianguo crushed his cigarette butt into the ashtray.

Lin Yuan said nothing more.

He looked once at this warm home, then turned and pushed open the front door.

Outside the villa,

two pitch-black military Warrior SUVs sat by the roadside like steel beasts.

Eight fully armed soldiers, carrying live ammunition, stood in formation on either side of the vehicles.

Their postures were ramrod straight, their eyes as sharp as hawks'.

When they saw Lin Yuan step out of the gate.

The major leading them abruptly snapped to attention.

"Swish!"

All eight soldiers simultaneously gave a standard military salute.

Their combat boots slammed heavily against the ground, producing a uniform dull thud.

Lin Yuan remained expressionless.

He straightened his back and returned a flawless salute.

At that moment.

The easygoing young man vanished.

In his place stood Dragon Country's greatest combat force in response to the Spiritual Energy Revival.

Very soon.

Lin Yuan pulled open the door and bent down to get into the vehicle.

"Vroom!"

The Warrior off-road vehicle's engine let out a fierce roar.

The two vehicles, one following the other, swiftly vanished into the thick fog.

Zhang Hui wiped away her tears.

Lin Jianguo lit a cigarette.

Only Lin Xiaoxiao clung to the doorframe, her mind completely blank.

Just now...

The way those soldiers had looked at her brother.

It had been heartfelt reverence, even carrying a fanatical faith.

"My brother..."

"What exactly did he go to do?"