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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1309

Following that, Gerald then chatted late into the night with that man. However, even after finally returning to his

room, Gerald chose not to sleep.

After having that conversation with that man, Gerald now knew how important it was to properly train himself. After

all, though it was true that Felton had been scared off today, Gerald knew that he would eventually return even

stronger than before.

With that in mind, Gerald then sat cross-legged in his room as he searched through the many memories—of the

deity—that had been implanted into him. He had acquired them back when he was in the ancient tomb within the

palace that was located in the desert.

Eventually, he came across the memories of extremely ancient breathing techniques. Gerald recalled a time when

he had attempted to practice those techniques, though to no avail. No matter how much he practiced them, he

simply wasn’t able to get them right.

Though he was only able to master that evil technique—Soul Eater—in the past, the man had told him that after

undergoing the baptism of heaven, Gerald had successfully entered the Spirit Earth Realm, which meant that his

inner strength had vastly increased. Not only that, but Gerald was apparently only a step away from achieving the

middle stage of the Spirit Earth Realm, which meant that he should—by right—be finally able to practice and

succeed in mastering the rest of the memories that had been implanted into him.

With that in mind, Gerald then selected an ancient breathing technique called the Thunder Eruption. According to

the memories, the technique was used to swiftly improve the refining speed of essential qi. In other words, it was a

technique that would allow Gerald to further improve himself, and that was exactly what he needed now.

With that, Gerald then calmed himself before beginning to train his qi according to the steps of the technique.

Soon enough, his chest began rising and falling extremely quickly as he trained on.

It wasn’t long after before he was finally able to complete the training for the technique, and it was made evident

when a violet-colored aura suddenly emerged from his body. The aura itself kept changing colors according to the

rising and falling of Gerald’s chest.

Whenever he inhaled, the aura turned scarlet, though when he exhaled, it returned to being violet. Another evident

change—as he continued practicing the technique—was the appearance of a milky-white mist that exited Gerald’s

mouth and nose whenever he exhaled.

Since he was concentrating so hard on his training, Gerald himself wasn’t aware of any of these changes. However,

he was able to feel traces of qi surrounding his pubic region. The qi itself seemed to be constantly getting stronger.

Meanwhile, a figure could be seen standing right outside the room’s window. It was the middle-aged man, and he

currently had his hands behind his back as he observed Gerald’s progress.

Seeing that things were coming along just fine, he nodded—while looking at Gerald—before breaking into a

gratified smile.

‘You have a massive burden to carry in the future, Gerald, and life itself will be extremely difficult for you to live

out…. Not only will the fate of your family be in your hands, but your own fate will also be dependent on how hard

you’re willing to work… With that in mind, I hope that you’ll continue striving the way you currently are…! Still, how

odd… Who was the one who had changed your physique? And who could’ve been capable enough to teach Gerald

these ancient breathing techniques that he’s just mastered…?’ Thought the man to himself with a frown.

Though he was bewildered by all this, after looking at Gerald again and confirming that the youth was making good

progress, the middle-aged man then returned to his room.

It was only when morning came that Gerald finally opened his eyes again. As he did so, a hint of violet momentarily

flashed across his eyes. He had trained the entire night, and this was honestly the first time he had ever devoted

himself to increasing his training so professionally.

This was due to the fact that in the past, he could easily defeat people like Kort and Christopher with his

advantageous physique alone. In other words, he didn’t require a lot of training back then since his opponents were

always much weaker than him.

Now, however, Gerald was dealing with enemies far stronger than he had ever encountered before. With that in

mind, he needed as much training as he could get.

Regardless, upon checking on his injuries, Gerald found that almost half of his injuries had already been healed by

this point. What more, his inner strength seemed to have recovered.

Both surprised and delighted to find out that he now had his strength back, Gerald then muttered to himself, “How

truly mysterious Thunder Eruption is… I never expected these ancient breathing techniques—that the deity

bestowed upon me—to be this useful!”

Finding himself slightly infatuated with the feeling of owning power again, Gerald snapped out of it when he heard a

knock on the door followed by Monica shouting, “Gerald! Breakfast is ready! Also, uncle has something to tell you!”

Raising his hand toward the door—with his palm outstretched—Gerald then tilted his palm downward slightly… And

the door suddenly flung open on its own with a loud ‘bang’!

Clearly caught by surprise, Monica then said, “…What? What are you even doing? You scared the crap out of me!”

She clearly hadn’t expected Gerald to know such elusive techniques like the ones the middle-aged man knew.