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After listening to Elder Zhang's words, Wang Chao felt as if a new door had opened for him. Following the previous method taught by Zhang Fusheng, Wang Chao could only practice diligently, but he always felt that something was missing. It was like asking a person without hands to use chopsticks; it just felt awkward. However, once Wang Chao learned the original secrets of the Breathing Technique, he realized in his heart that this was the true essence of the Breathing Technique.
The original and unaltered Breathing Technique seemed to be uniquely suited to his own practice.
Wang Chao followed Elder Zhang's instructions and began to circulate his energy. A warm current started from his dantian, and after about an hour, he completed one full cycle. This was significantly slower than before; previously, he could complete a cycle in just a few minutes. Yet, in Wang Chao's subconscious, this hour felt like a mere blink of an eye.
When Wang Chao opened his eyes, he found Elder Zhang watching him intently. Then Elder Zhang shook his head and said, "You completed a full cycle too quickly; it only took you an hour."
"An hour? It felt like just a moment to me," Wang Chao replied.
"The Breathing Technique is indeed a miraculous practice," Elder Zhang explained patiently. "But as I mentioned, your path of cultivation is different from ours. For you, taking it slow is crucial." He emphasized, "The slower you go, the better. Only then can your cultivation journey extend further!"
Wang Chao listened but remained puzzled. "Elder Zhang, I can't understand this. If it takes me ten hours to complete one cycle, does that mean I have to sit there for ten hours? If I go even slower in the future, will I really have to close my eyes and sit still for several days? By then, everything would be over."
Elder Zhang shook his head and asked, "Do you know why you are considered naturally suited for practicing the Breathing Technique?"
"Isn't it because the methods of cultivation are different?" Wang Chao responded.
Elder Zhang stretched his shoulders and said, "That's just the surface reason. The deeper reason is that when you practice the Breathing Technique, you don't need to sit still with your eyes closed like we do. We do that because it's easy to lose focus and go astray during practice. But you are different; you are naturally suited for practicing the Breathing Technique."
He continued, "Ordinary people like us need to concentrate fully during our cultivation process. But you can practice while eating, while bathing, or even during intimate moments..." At this point, Elder Zhang cleared his throat and continued, "Of course, at first, you may not be used to it. But soon enough, this technique will operate automatically like breathing."
"And that is why it's called the Breathing Technique," Elder Zhang said earnestly.
Wang Chao had always been confused about why this method was referred to as the Breathing Technique. Previously, he thought it was because the technique emphasized a theory of breathing in harmony with nature to achieve unity between heaven and man. Now he realized it was such a simple reason: the Breathing Technique was essentially an internal method designed to unlock a person's potential.
The potential of a person is limitless. This is why we often hear stories of grandmothers lifting trucks with their bare hands to save their grandchildren. In that moment, driven by desperation, the grandmother's potential bursts forth, allowing her to accomplish what seems impossible. However, once that burst of energy is expended, the individual may fall into a coma or even die. With the practice of the Breathing Technique, a person's potential can be continuously tapped into, greatly enhancing their abilities. Of course, if this high-intensity state is maintained for too long, exhaustion can lead to fainting or worse.
Take Zhang Fusheng, for instance. When he activated the Breathing Technique, he exuded such a powerful aura that not a single Zombie dared to approach him. Yet, Zhang Fusheng could not maintain that state for long; otherwise, he would surely perish from exhaustion. Nevertheless, even a few seconds in that state were invincible.
Wang Chao nodded and said, "I will try my best to practice until it becomes as natural as breathing."
Old Zhang responded with an "mm," attempting to speak several times but unsure of what to say. After a long pause, he finally said, "Wang Chao, what I can teach you has already been fully entrusted to you at this moment. The path ahead must be walked by you alone. From the time Zhang Fusheng rescued you until now, I have risked a break with the Huangfu Family to protect you. The Zhang Family's bond with you—no, the Zhang Family has done everything it can."
Upon hearing Old Zhang's words, Wang Chao immediately stood up and bowed deeply once more, sincerely stating, "Not to mention anything else, the Zhang Family has saved me countless times. This kindness is something I could never repay even if I were to go through fire and water."
Old Zhang waved his hand dismissively and said, "As the sole heir of three generations, Zhang Fusheng has had no friends growing up. Now he has repeatedly sought help for you; I know he genuinely considers you a friend."
"I understand," Wang Chao replied. "Zhang Fusheng will always be my friend—no, my brother."
"To hear you say that is truly wonderful," Old Zhang nodded appreciatively. He then fixed his deep gaze on Wang Chao's eyes as if trying to penetrate his very soul. Wang Chao did not shy away but held Old Zhang's gaze as well. They stared at each other for a full three minutes until their eyes grew dry and they finally looked away.
Old Zhang then spoke again: "I only hope that one day you will not stand against Zhang Fusheng and become his enemy."
At that moment, Wang Chao understood Old Zhang's concern. He declared firmly, "Old Zhang, I swear that I, Wang Chao, will never become an enemy of Zhang Fusheng. If I do, may lightning strike me down or be hit by a car when I step outside or choke on my food... Besides, Zhang Fusheng has already reached Diamond Upper Level while I'm just at Brass level; he could crush me with one hand."
Old Zhang remained silent just as Elder Wu arrived nearby looking for him. Wang Chao felt it was inappropriate to linger any longer and respectfully bid farewell to Old Zhang before turning to leave. Old Zhang paid no attention to Elder Wu but continued watching Wang Chao's figure fade into the sunset before murmuring to himself:
"Your potential far exceeds that of Zhang Fusheng. In a few years' time, I fear even he may not be your match..."
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