Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1383 - 715: Never Seen Before (Part 2)

Shen Qingyun moved too fast, they didn’t even see how he moved!

"Now, listen carefully."

Shen Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, speaking softly yet everyone heard him clearly.

"I want you to do one thing—find Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng, take their heads and bring them to me."

Seeing the crowd hesitating, he continued.

"Complete the mission, and I might spare your lives. Otherwise..."

He pointed to the three corpses on the ground.

"That’s the outcome."

A bold Martial Artist gathered his courage and asked.

"Shen...Senior Shen, it’s said that Gu Sheng is also in the Heavenly Martial Realm, how can we possibly be his match?"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"He is now suppressed to the Spirit Martial Realm like me. You have so many people, do you still fear him alone?"

Pausing for a moment, he added.

"Remember, I only want results. As for the means you use, I don’t care."

People glanced at each other, finally under Shen Qingyun’s cold stare, they lowered their heads and agreed.

"Go, don’t make me wait too long."

Shen Qingyun waved his hand, like driving away a swarm of ants.

After the crowd dispersed, Shen Qingyun took out a blood-colored Jade Scroll from his robe and murmured.

"Situ Qingfeng, you’ve hidden well, but you can’t escape my eyes. This Secret Realm will be your burial place."

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng had arrived at a canyon. The Innate Spirit Embryo’s sensing grew stronger, indicating the Treasure was deep within the canyon.

"Hmm?"

Gu Sheng suddenly stopped, sharply perceiving the sounds of fighting ahead.

He restrained his aura and approached quietly.

In the canyon, two Xuanwu Realm martial artists were battling fiercely, between them a Lingzhi glowing in three colors grew on the ground.

"Old Ghost Li, I discovered this Three-color Ganoderma first!"

Roared a man with a brutish face.

"Nonsense! I clearly arrived here first!"

The other lean old man responded viciously, his hand suddenly shifted a short blade glowing green across the brute’s arm.

"Ah!"

The brute screamed, the wound quickly blackened, staggering a few steps before crashing down, breathless in an instant.

"Humph, overestimating your abilities."

The old man smugly retracted the short blade, bending down to pick the Lingzhi when suddenly he felt a chill behind him.

A sharp Sword Qi silently and effortlessly sliced through, the old man’s head flew high, his face still frozen in smugness.

Gu Sheng stepped out from the shadows, sheathing the Broken Wind Ancient Sword.

"The Poison Blade’s treachery, deserved death."

He commented blandly, picking up the Three-color Ganoderma.

Continuing on his journey, Gu Sheng encountered several waves of Treasure hunters. He either avoided them in advance or dealt with them with thunderous means. As he ventured deeper into the Secret Realm, he found the surrounding plants growing denser, the luminescence growing brighter, illuminating the Secret Realm like a dreamscape.

"Master, danger ahead."

Warned the Innate Spirit Embryo suddenly.

Gu Sheng immediately halted, noticing the ground ahead seeming normal but upon closer inspection, it showed subtle fluctuations in Spiritual Power.

"A trap?"

He squinted, picking up a Stone from the ground and infusing it with True Qi, then tossed it ahead.

The moment the Stone hit the ground, the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep pit filled with spikes at the bottom, with a bubbling dark green liquid.

"A toxic mire trap... looks like someone arrived before us."

Gu Sheng skirted the trap, advancing more cautiously.

Elsewhere, Shen Qingyun led a group of forcibly subdued Martial Artists trekking through a swampy area. Suddenly, he signaled the group to halt.

"Senior Shen, what’s wrong?"

A Martial Artist asked cautiously.

Shen Qingyun did not respond but suddenly struck the swamp on the left with a palm. As the Palm Wind swept through, several figures fell clumsily from their disguises.

"Trying to ambush me?"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"You’re still too green."

The few Loose Cultivators, realizing their exposure, turned to flee, but were surrounded by Shen Qingyun’s subordinates.

"Spare us! We were just..."

"Senior Shen, please have mercy!"

Before the pleas finished, Shen Qingyun already signaled.

"Throw them into the toxic mire."

Amidst screams, several Loose Cultivators were ruthlessly pushed into the marsh, quickly corroded by the poison until only white bones remained.

"Did you see?"

Shen Qingyun glanced around at everyone.

"This is the consequence of disobedience. Now, continue to search for Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng!"

At the same time, Gu Sheng, following the guidance of the Innate Spirit Embryo, walked through a dense part of the Ancient Forest, the dry branches underfoot making slight cracking sounds.

Each of his steps was as light as a cat’s, his aura retracted, as if merging with the surrounding environment.

"It’s just ahead."

In the Sea of Consciousness, the voice of the Innate Spirit Embryo was as clear as a child’s, yet carried unquestionable authority.

Parting the last clump of bushes, a cave half-covered by vines and weeds suddenly opened up before Gu Sheng’s eyes.

The entrance was small, and if not for the spirit embryo’s guidance, it would have been impossible for an ordinary person to discover it.

However, Gu Sheng’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

At the cave entrance stood a slender figure with their back to him.

The figure was shrouded in a deep gray cloak, with only a pale neck exposed. Most striking was a palm-sized golden mouse on her right hand, restlessly circling her palm.

"A Treasure Hunting Mouse?"

Gu Sheng’s pupils constricted slightly, startled.

This First-grade Demon Beast, though lacking combat power, could precisely perceive the aura of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. In his past life, he had only seen one once; at that time, it was cherished by a reclusive Great Power like a precious treasure.

"Be cautious, this woman is not simple."

The voice of the spirit embryo sounded in the Sea of Consciousness.

"There is a mysterious power within her. Avoid confrontation unless necessary."

Gu Sheng nodded slightly, intending to retreat quietly, but the woman suddenly turned around.

"Who’s there?"

The voice was wary, yet unexpectedly pleasant.

Knowing concealment was futile, Gu Sheng decided to walk out of the bushes openly, his hands slightly open to indicate no harm.

"Just a passerby, with no ill intentions."

The woman’s face was hidden under the cloak’s shadow, yet Gu Sheng could feel a sharp gaze sweeping over him.

The Treasure Hunting Mouse in her hand suddenly stopped moving, raising its ears and looking at Gu Sheng vigilantly.

"Passing by?"

The woman sneered.

"In these desolate mountains, you certainly picked a place to pass by."

Gu Sheng remained calm and unhurried.

"Gathering herbs in the mountains, lost my way."

"Hmph."

The woman obviously didn’t believe him, flipping her right hand to put the Treasure Hunting Mouse into her sleeve.

"Regardless of your intentions, this cave’s contents have been discovered by me first. If you seek to snatch it, you’ll have to fight."

Gu Sheng noticed the flaw in her words—it was like the proverbial ’no three hundred taels here’.

The more she emphasized the treasure within the cave, the more anxious she seemed. However, Gu Sheng had no plans to argue. The spirit embryo’s perception abilities were not inferior to the Treasure Hunting Mouse; he could easily find other opportunities.

"You’ve overthought it, miss."

Gu Sheng nodded slightly.

"Since this place has an owner, I shall take my leave."

After speaking, he turned to leave without hesitation.

"Stop!"

The woman suddenly shouted.

"Who are you, really?"

Gu Sheng paused, not turning back.

"A chance encounter, no need to inquire further."

"You..."

The woman seemed momentarily lost for words, then continued after a while.

"I warn you, I carry my grandfather’s Heavenly Martial Incarnation, along with other formidable methods. If you plan anything..."

Gu Sheng’s lips curved slightly; her words revealed inexperienced arrogance, evidently someone from a distinguished family.

He said no more, striding away swiftly, soon disappearing into the dense forest.

Guided by the new direction from the spirit embryo, Gu Sheng arrived at a secluded ravine.

The stream was clear, the cliffs on either side steep as if carved by a knife. Following the stream upwards for about half a mile, the view suddenly opened up—a naturally formed stone platform stood abruptly at the stream’s end. On the stone platform, a luminescent Spirit Grass quietly grew, emitting a faint glow.

"This is..."

Gu Sheng’s pupils narrowed, his nostrils sniffing lightly.

The exotic fragrance from the Spirit Grass made his blood boil, every cell in his body exulting.

"Never seen before..."

In his past life, Gu Sheng had high attainment in the Alchemy Dao, yet he had no impression of this Spirit Grass.

He observed carefully, noticing the delicate golden patterns on the Spirit Grass leaves, distributed like veins, with three pearl-like fruits in the center.

"A Spiritual Object nourished by the flesh and blood of a fallen Transformed Demon."

The spirit embryo judged in the Sea of Consciousness.