Wu Chengyang had made himself very clear.
Not everyone could endure the pain of cultivating breathing techniques.
Some people, even if they managed to endure it, might still die from accidents in future cultivation, which was the difficulty of cultivating breathing techniques.
"If you're willing to try, I can teach you the Wu family's breathing technique," Wu Chengyang offered.
Yu Mengzhi tugged at Chen Jin's sleeve.
She didn't want Chen Jin to take risks, as this was a completely new and unknown matter.
If something were to happen to Chen Jin...
How would she and their daughter survive?
Chen Jin waved his hand and said, "Know yourself and your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles. Wu Chengyang, if you're willing, I'll learn."
Wu Chengyang looked at Chen Jin in surprise. "Aren't you afraid I'll tamper with the breathing technique and cause your death?"
Yu Mengzhi's gaze became even more wary.
Chen Jin smiled faintly. "No, I trust you."
With just a single sentence, Wu Chengyang was once again won over by Chen Jin.
This was the power of trust.
"We need to find a quiet room, preferably one undisturbed by outside news, otherwise, it's easy to make mistakes. At best, it will result in minor injuries or hidden ailments; at worst, it could lead to immediate death," Wu Chengyang said.
Chen Jin turned to Yu Mengzhi. "Mengzhi, please help me find a quiet room."
"Alright!"
The two arrived at the quiet room.
Yu Mengzhi, still worried, observed their every move through the security camera.
Inside the quiet room.
The two sat cross-legged side by side.
Wu Chengyang explained the essentials of the breathing technique to Chen Jin while observing if Chen Jin's breathing rhythm was correct.
This process could not afford any mistakes.
Chen Jin followed Wu Chengyang's guidance, breathing at a peculiar frequency.
Initially, Chen Jin did feel very uncomfortable.
But he quickly grasped the key points and entered a state of detachment from self and the world.
It was as if...
Only he existed in this world.
Wu Chengyang saw Chen Jin's breathing gradually become natural, and he maintained that peculiar rhythm, which greatly astonished him.
"He's mastered it already?" Wu Chengyang was shocked.
"It took me ten years to master this breathing technique."
"I never expected him to grasp it so quickly!"
If this wasn't genius, what was it?
However, Wu Chengyang believed that Chen Jin's rapid mastery was likely because Chen Jin was already a strong cultivator in the Shackled Realm, making him quick to learn new skills.
"To enter this state of deep meditation so quickly, if the old monsters from the sects knew, they would go mad," Wu Chengyang muttered to himself, then quietly left the quiet room.
Yu Mengzhi saw Wu Chengyang leave the quiet room and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Wu Chengyang gave a wry smile. "I don't think I have anything else to teach him. He has grasped the essence and even entered the state of 'meditation.' In this state, his strength will grow very rapidly, so it's best not to disturb him during this period."
"I understand," Yu Mengzhi nodded.
In the blink of an eye.
Seven days passed.
Yu Mengzhi had been watching the monitor screen, waiting for Chen Jin to wake up.
Over the past seven days, if Chen Jin hadn't been breathing, Yu Mengzhi would have thought he was already dead.
On this morning.
Yu Mengzhi was staring blankly at the screen as usual.
Suddenly.
Chen Jin's finger twitched.
This immediately made Yu Mengzhi tense. She quickly got up, ready for anything.
Even medical personnel had been prepared.
Inside the quiet room.
Chen Jin opened his eyes.
A sharp glint appeared in his eyes.
"Strange, why do I know nothing of what's happening outside? What state is this?" Chen Jin muttered to himself.
When he sensed his own strength, his face showed even greater shock.
He had become stronger!
Besides his heart, Chen Jin felt that his hands possessed unparalleled strength.
"Could it be..." Chen Jin hesitated, unsure.
The next moment.
Yu Mengzhi rushed into the quiet room.
She quickly examined Chen Jin. "Jin, how do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Chen Jin shook his head.
Then he smiled and said, "Don't worry, your man isn't that easy to kill."
Relieved, Yu Mengzhi bit her lip and said, "Always so glib. I was worried Si Nian and Po Xiao would lose their father from such a young age. You, really, why rush into something you weren't sure of?"
Chen Jin sighed. "I don't have much time left, so I had to do this."
"If I were timid, I wouldn't have reached this height!"
Yu Mengzhi's eyes flickered, and she gradually understood Chen Jin's predicament.
What Chen Jin carried on his shoulders was not just their family, but the entire Hua Nation.
"Don't overexert yourself," Yu Mengzhi's tone softened.
Chen Jin smiled faintly. "I understand, I'll know when to stop. Oh, by the way, could you call Wu Chengyang over? I have something to ask him."
When Wu Chengyang arrived, Chen Jin was already standing in the courtyard.
"How do you feel now?" Wu Chengyang asked directly.
"Do you feel any discomfort?"
Chen Jin shook his head and said with a half-smile, "You probably wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I seem to be stronger than before."
Hiss—
Wu Chengyang's pupils contracted sharply!
"You..."
"Are you joking with me? After only seven days, how much progress can there be?"
"I feel like my hands are filled with power," Chen Jin said.
Wu Chengyang stared blankly.
After a moment, the strong man from the Wu family murmured, "Impossible. It's only been seven days, how could you have broken through the shackles repeatedly? Chen Jin, are you playing a trick on me?"
"This speed, I've only seen it in the founding ancestors of those extraordinary powers."
Chen Jin shook his head.
On such an important matter, how could he joke?
Wu Chengyang took more than ten minutes to digest this news.
Finally, he had to admit that Chen Jin had broken through again, becoming a cultivator in the third level of the Shackled Realm.
If he encountered Wu Zhinian again, Chen Jin would be able to suppress him with ease.
"If those old guys knew how strong you are, they would definitely be scared to death," Wu Chengyang remarked.
At the same time, Wu Chengyang added, "However, I think it's best not to let those old guys know, otherwise, you might be targeted by those old geezers next time. The difference between a cultivator in the Starfall Realm and the Shackled Realm is vast."
"Yes, I understand," Chen Jin nodded.
He already had a plan in mind and intended to advance his envisioned blueprint as soon as possible.
Ding dong!
A new message arrived on Chen Jin's communicator.
The message was brief, with only one sentence—
"In seven days, someone will try to kill you."
Chen Jin vaguely guessed who had sent him the message, and a smirk appeared on his lips. He sneered, "It's perfect timing, I have nowhere to test my strength, and these people are rushing to their deaths. Heaven really favors me."
"If one doesn't make a sound, one's impact can be astounding!"