Chapter 33: The Meditation Cushion Lends Me a Hand—The Realm of Aura!

Narrowly escaping disaster, the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin continued on its journey.

Everyone inside the bronze coffin felt as though they had survived a calamity.

That terrifying demonic aura made their very souls tremble; if that Crocodile Ancestor had charged over, none of them would have survived.

Fortunately, that incomparably powerful figure slew many of the divine crocodiles, ultimately activating the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin and setting them back on their journey.

Inside the bronze coffin, a wisp of lamplight, a vajra pestle, and a bronze plaque all emitted radiance, illuminating the darkness and casting light upon the many varied expressions of the men and women.

Some were still in panic, some could not settle their startled spirits, and some had already begun to harbor other thoughts.

After all, Fang Yu had obtained far too many treasures, while they had gained absolutely nothing.

People do not fear poverty; they fear unfairness—this is human nature.

Fang Yu paid them no heed at all. If anyone truly wished to snatch these treasures, he would not mind sending them to join Liu Yunzhi.

He took out the meditation cushion he had obtained from Great Lei Yinsi, then sat upon it.

Amid countless encircling bolts of lightning, Fang Yu began to cultivate.

He began to breathe.

Holding a breath in his mouth, drawing it in and out without pause—this was a method of breath cultivation called "purging breath," much like washing rice and rinsing vegetables.

Great waves purge the sand, washing out a breath of stale air and exchanging it for fresh.

To reach the 6th Stage of Physical Body, the Realm of Aura, one must master the method of purging breath.

He practiced the method of purging breath atop this meditation cushion, and faintly the sound of Zen chanting arose, as though it could cleanse the soul and purify the physical body.

As inner and outer merged, Fang Yu's breathing grew even more peculiar—breath driving blood, blood driving the heart, which in turn drove the power of the entire body—all entering a state of purging breath.

At this moment, within his blood there sounded the thunder of tigers and leopards.

Only when the great waves have purged all does one see gold.

Everyone was stunned, seemingly unable to imagine that even Fang Yu's blood could produce such a sound. Some had flickering looks in their eyes, yet none dared to act rashly.

Fang Yu still paid no attention to any of it, sitting high upon the meditation cushion, savoring the wondrous mystery of purging breath. Through the continual process of purging breath, his internal organs and muscles once again became far tighter and more solid, and the blood throughout his body grew ever more powerful.

Suddenly, Fang Yu stood up, his gaze like lightning, causing everyone who met it to feel a jolt of dread.

"I have finally reached the 6th Stage of Physical Body, the Realm of Aura."

Fang Yu rejoiced in his heart. With the wondrous aid of this meditation cushion, he had actually reached the 6th Stage of Physical Body, the Aura Realm, in such a short time—this progress delighted him greatly.

The 6th Stage of Physical Body, the Realm of Aura—through the method of purging breath one internally tempers the organs, flesh, and blood. Though his strength did not increase immediately, as long as he took an elixir, his power would grow very quickly.

Feeling hunger, Fang Yu took out an Essence Yuan Elixir and consumed it, refining it within himself.

His strength continued to increase.

"He actually carries elixirs on him!"

"Who on earth is he? How can he be so mysterious?"

"Could he really be from an ancient noble clan? He's far too calm."

Apart from Ye Fan, everyone watching Fang Yu swallow an elixir and refine it to increase his power found it utterly inconceivable—such a scene was far too out of place with modern society, and was impossible not to find shocking.

A few women even felt the urge to cozy up to him, hoping to obtain an elixir, or at least to curry favor.

"Your name is Lin Jia? A friend of Ye Fan's?"

After consuming an Essence Yuan Elixir, Fang Yu's gaze fell upon a beautiful woman among the crowd.

The woman, flattered and overwhelmed, immediately spoke: "Yes, that's right. You've heard of me?"

"Earlier I asked you to snap a photo of that Taiji Bagua diagram—did you manage to take it?"

A smile appeared on Fang Yu's face as he asked.

"I took it, here you are."

Lin Jia hurriedly handed over her phone.

Fang Yu's gaze swept over it. Indeed, though the pixels were slightly blurry, the entire process of the bagua's transformation was recorded on the phone.

"Will this one Essence Yuan Elixir be enough to trade for it?"

Fang Yu reached out again and produced another Essence Yuan Elixir.

"Enough, enough."

Lin Jia immediately handed the phone over.

She was a clever woman; she knew that if this being truly wished to take it by force, she would have no power to resist at all. But now exchanging it for an elixir—this was simply a blessing fallen from the heavens.

Naturally, she would not refuse.

"This Essence Yuan Elixir can increase your strength by over a hundred jin, restructure the physical body, and beautify the skin while expelling toxins—these are all its basic functions."

Fang Yu handed over an Essence Yuan Elixir and obtained a phone in return.

He looked once more at the image of the Taiji Bagua on the phone, and sitting upon the meditation cushion seemed about to comprehend something from it.

"You may also try to gain insight from it. Within this bronze coffin there are many great Dao truths."

Fang Yu's gaze turned toward Ye Fan, who stood not far away holding a lamp.