Chapter 14 The Bondage (2/2)

Bodyweight training would be the safest, and most comprehensive routine to stick by.

Complemented with his modern medical knowledge, he had more potential than all the Jianghu drifters in this era.

He knew that with the condition right now, he was just as healthy as Jin Daowang or Master An, if not healthier, despite the absence of Inner Qi training.

Amidst his session, breeze sneaked into the room from the window slit and danced with the candlelight. Disturbed by the flickering light, Shen Lian blew the candle off and discontinued his training.

That cloudy night made sight difficult without the aid of candlelight.

Seated on the bed, Shen Lian adjusted his breathing, feeling energized after his training.

”We are held captive, by the world, and our physique. But is it any better, if we escape from it? Like a tiger that has been long caged, little did it have to worry about survival, little did it have to face the harshness of reality, being cast out in winter to hunt for food. In the cage, a tiger is merely a larger cat, losing its natural instincts.”

As for the out of body experience, the current Shen Lian could not be certain of the consequences. Whether or not if he will end up in psychosis-like his predecessor, the true owner of Shen Lian's body.

Although, he had to decide quickly as time was running out, and Old Master Shen would not spare him more.

Shen Lian could not deny the potential of those unveiled mysteries on Earth, especially after witnessing the extent of wealth and influence the Shen family holds.

The support from the Shen family could support his practice and cultivation and at the same time, it was a bondage.

He knew he had to act quickly, perhaps even risk the uncharted waters.

Without the Shen family, he would not have recovered so quickly from his poor health condition. For this, he holds great gratitude towards them. But this certainly does not mean he would agree to Old Master Shen's terms.

He positioned his state of psyche, optimizing it at neutral, free from distractions.

The spirit and the soul, these were supposedly inseparable.

It was as if a hand rope draped from a tower, holding that rope, he was raised from below. Shen Lian could clearly feel that force raising him, despite the pull of gravitational force.

The rope was stronger.

Like a rocket, the spirit launched, fueled by the physical energy to break away from its soul. The strength of the physical energy was the key to breaking free, without it, this practice would be a hollow one.

Expectedly, Shen Lian understood that theory.

Slowly as he reaches a high altitude, he stopped doubting himself, freed his mind, and the world was never the same.

He could see himself. Not that body he sees in the mirror, but that truest form of himself.

That body was lean and wizened, deep hollows at the cheeks. In the silence, that seated body fell lightly, like a corpse.

But he, he was hovering in the air.

”Free, as light and air,” there was no better way to express his situation at that moment.

As a spirit, he could be least bothered by emotional affairs. Peaceful and quiet. Tranquil and calm.