Eat More Fish

Chen Fei looked at the bewildering number of people in front of him who desperately practiced boxing to become a master, sighing.
"Compete? I don't think so. My motto is never to stand when you can sit."
So the panel answered his call.
"Extreme Mountain Fist Technique simplification in progress... simplification successful... Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique"
"Extreme Mountain Breathing Method simplification in progress... simplification successful... Breathing"
Chen Fei took a deep breath.
"Extreme Mountain Breathing Method experience +1."
"...So I can cultivate by breathing alone?"

Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

Chen Fei locked eyes with Shen Yuanjun, his hair swaying gently without any breeze, drifting backward.

In Shen Yuanjun's gaze, there was a profound sense of pressure, like two sharp blades piercing into your pupils, making you unable to resist the urge to look away.

It seemed like it had been too long since he last spoke, Shen Yuanjun's voice sounded extremely hoarse, as if metal was grinding against metal, threatening to pierce through one's eardrums.

Having been exposed by Chen Fei's words, Shen Yuanjun chose not to continue lurking in the shadows, because it was pointless. He knew that Chen Fei had truly seen through him.

Now, Shen Yuanjun was even more curious about how Chen Fei had detected his concealment.

Over the past century, Shen Yuanjun had deceived everyone in the Fallen Heaven Pavilion, including the three peak experts in the Combined Aperture Tempering realm.

The Milky Way Descends