Chapter 1309


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


    Following that, Gerald then chattedte 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.


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    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 imnted into him. He had acquired them back when he was


    in the ancient tomb within the pce 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 sessfully 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 seed in mastering the rest of the memories that had been


    imnted into him.


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


    ording 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 ording 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 toplete 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 ording 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 wereing 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 shed 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.