Why Three Days

An invisible yet distinct aura of momentum spread out with the sudden shift in Gu Chengyin's breathing.

"This is...?!"

As a Foundation Establishment expert, Shangguan Yunying had the keenest perception and was also the closest to him.

She clearly sensed a surge of true qi coming from behind, instantly coursing through her limbs and bones!

The flow of true qi within her meridians abruptly accelerated. Her mind was invigorated, and her five senses and six perceptions became much sharper and clearer!

An imposing aura instantly expanded outward, enveloping the entire advancing procession.

This was absolutely not an effect that a simple breathing technique could achieve!

It even exceeded the scope of Shangguan Yunying's understanding. She had never seen true qi capable of applying an imbued effect to a person, let alone one with such remarkable results.

Gu Chengyin slowly exhaled a long breath of impure qi, the stream of air lingering in the wind without dispersing for a moment.

Then, his brows furrowed, and he spoke with confusion,

"Master Yunying, my breathing technique is clearly circulating, and my true qi is quite abundant."

"But strangely, it doesn't seem to have an attribute? Did something go wrong? Or did I practice it incorrectly?"

"Uh..." Shangguan Yunying was momentarily at a loss for words. How was she supposed to answer that?

Tell him that his breathing technique hadn't failed, but had been applied to her instead?

That would make it sound as if she were Gu Chengyin's possession, which was just too weird.

Shangguan Yunying composed herself and carefully chose her words. "Deacon Gu, don't be hasty. It's completely normal to fail the first time. You can try circulating it a few more times."

In truth, she wasn't entirely sure if the imbued effect just now was brought about by Gu Chengyin's breathing technique.

But it didn't matter; they would know for sure if he just tried a few more times.

Gu Chengyin thought so too. He had only circulated it once. If there was a problem, doing it a few more times would clear things up.

Thus, with a shift of his will, the breathing technique naturally flowed within him, initiating another cycle of true qi circulation.

At this moment, Gu Chengyin still hadn't realized the situation, thinking his breathing technique had failed.

A bizarre fluctuation of true qi surged forth once more, even more condensed than before. Its range was also more concentrated, primarily enveloping him and Shangguan Yunying.

Shangguan Yunying's delicate body involuntarily trembled again. She only felt the true qi from behind rushing over like a tidal wave. Not only did her strength and speed increase once more,

but a strange sensation that seemed to tug at her heartstrings also seeped into her limbs and bones, causing her mind to waver slightly as two blushes of crimson instantly flushed her cheeks.

"Deacon... Deacon Gu... Please, please stop... Don't breathe... anymore."

Shangguan Yunying's voice carried a hint of irrepressible trembling. Her originally cold and clear tone was actually tainted with a bit of soft charm and embarrassment.

She had no choice but to speak up. Aside from enhancing her physique and the vitality of her true qi, Gu Chengyin's strange imbued effect seemed to harbor a bizarre consequence of amplifying her perception.

Originally, she could rely on her profound cultivation and willpower to suppress this unusual restlessness.

However, the two of them were currently sharing a single mount, and the distance between them was simply too close!

Furthermore, she had to divide her attention to steer the divine steed, sense the road ahead, and so on. She had no way to concentrate her focus at all.

Under the accumulation of these multiple factors, the aura that entangled her like invisible silk threads quietly unraveled her composure.

"Hmm? Master Yunying, what's wrong?"

Hearing her voice, Gu Chengyin immediately cut off his true qi and looked at Shangguan Yunying in confusion.

He saw the beauty's profile flushed as red as the sunset, her breathing rapid. Even her neck was dyed with a layer of pink. Under her pretense of calm, she appeared even more alluring.

"Your imbued effect... it all acted upon me..."

Shangguan Yunying bit her lower lip, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, almost drowned out by the lightning-fast clatter of hooves.

She truly couldn't bring herself to voice that feeling of being seduced, so she could only vaguely say, "And... the effect is a bit special. It distracts me."

"It all acted upon you?"

This time, Gu Chengyin was genuinely baffled.

Wasn't the imbued effect of a breathing technique only supposed to work on weapons and armor? How did it end up on Shangguan Yunying?

Moreover, looking at her reaction, it seemed to carry some extra effects?

Fortunately, with the experience of two lifetimes, Gu Chengyin was knowledgeable and broad-minded. A thought suddenly popped into his head: "Could it be that the imbued effect of my breathing technique is actually an enhancement buff?"

To figure out exactly what it was, he just needed to try a few more times. Gu Chengyin turned his gaze toward the divine steed beneath them.

Then, he focused his mind, calmed his breath, and circulated the breathing technique once more.

This time, he locked his intent more heavily onto the horse.

"Neigh!"

The already extraordinary steed, upon Gu Chengyin circulating his breathing technique, suddenly let out a loud, excited, and drawn-out neigh!

The muscle lines on the horse's body bulged, its aura skyrocketed, and brilliant light shot from its eyes.

Its four hooves seemed to step on wind and fire wheels as its speed abruptly surged, almost transforming into a streak of light!

"Ah!"

Caught off guard, Shangguan Yunying was nearly thrown off balance by the sudden burst of momentum. She hurriedly circulated her true qi to steady her posture and tightly gripped the reins, only then managing to regain control of the hyperactive steed.

"It seems my imbued effect is indeed an enhancement."

Feeling the surging vitality and speed of the steed beneath him, Gu Chengyin was now certain in his heart.

"The reason I didn't feel an attribute is because it doesn't have one at all, which is exactly why it can enhance any attribute."

"It's just that, aside from the basic enhancement, it's mixed with some side effects?"

Gu Chengyin glanced at Shangguan Yunying, whose cheeks were still flushed red.

"Since it can enhance others, can it enhance myself? And if so, by how much?"

Thinking of this, Gu Chengyin no longer hesitated. Once again, he sank his mind and circulated the breathing technique.

Only this time, he did not release his true qi outward, but rather turned his gaze inward.

Focusing all his spirit and true qi onto himself, he attempted to apply this bizarre enhancement effect to his own body.

As his breathing deepened and his intent concentrated, the aura around Gu Chengyin suddenly changed!

A more restrained, yet extremely profound fluctuation emanated from within his body.

This time, it did not spread to the outside world. Instead, it condensed toward his dantian like a whirlpool.

Gu Chengyin clearly felt his muscles becoming tougher and more resilient amidst their trembling.

A faint tingling sensation came from his bones, which seemed to be strengthening as well. The rotation speed of the true qi vortex within his dantian sea of qi abruptly accelerated.

The efficiency of absorbing external spiritual energy noticeably improved, and even the speed of his cognitive thoughts became distinctly faster!

It worked!

This attributeless enhancement breathing technique could not only affect others but also strengthen himself!

Although the final effect wasn't as exaggerated as it was on Shangguan Yunying or the steed, Gu Chengyin knew this was due to the difference in foundational strength.

The stronger the foundational strength, the stronger the effect after enhancement naturally would be. Conversely, if the foundational strength was low, the gap after enhancement naturally wouldn't be large.

Therefore, as long as he built a solid foundation of strength and then applied the breathing technique's enhancement, he would be able to achieve the best results.

Gu Chengyin's mind suddenly became clear. As long as he became more proficient and mastered the direction of the enhancement,

and then expanded the enhancement range of the breathing technique to the entire Golden Feather Guard,

then reaching the Divine Capital wouldn't take three days at all.

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