Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1349

Chapter 1349: Chapter 698: Silent

"Bang!"

The carved wooden pillar was struck with a crack, Young Master Qin slipped to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He clutched his rapidly swelling left cheek, his eyes full of shock and fear.

"You... you dare hit me?"

Young Master Qin’s voice trembled.

"Do you know who I am?"

Gu Sheng slowly approached, every step seemed to tread on Young Master Qin’s heart.

"The Young Master of Luoyun City? Is that supposed to be impressive?"

Only then did Young Master Qin’s followers snap out of it, drawing their weapons and surrounding Gu Sheng.

One stout man roared, swinging a massive axe at Gu Sheng’s back.

Without turning his head, Gu Sheng simply waved his left hand lightly.

The stout man seemed to be hit by an invisible giant hammer, flying back, smashing through the railing, and landing in the courtyard.

"All together!"

The remaining few gritted their teeth and charged forward.

Gu Sheng sighed, forming a strange handprint in front of his chest with his right hand.

Instantly, an invisible pressure spread out.

Those charging followers felt like they hit an invisible wall, all being bounced back, scattered across the corridor.

Mu Feng was dumbstruck.

He could sense the power contained in that pressure, far surpassing the Earth Palace Realm, possibly reaching the legendary Heavenly Palace Realm!

Young Master Qin now looked ashen, struggling to rise, his voice sharp with fear.

"You... don’t come over! My father is the Luoyun City Lord, a Heavenly Palace Realm expert! If you dare touch me, he will make your life a living hell!"

Gu Sheng’s steps paused slightly, his brow subtly furrowed. Heavenly Palace Realm... indeed troublesome.

Mu Feng saw this, hurriedly stepping forward.

"Senior, please show mercy! Though Young Master Qin is vile, he doesn’t deserve to die. If we offend the Luoyun City Lord..."

Gu Sheng turned to Mu Feng, eyes filled with surprise.

"You’re pleading on his behalf? He just now wanted you dead."

Mu Feng forced a bitter smile.

"I just don’t want to implicate you, Senior. A Heavenly Palace Realm expert... it’s not something we can contend with."

Seeing Gu Sheng hesitating, Young Master Qin assumed he was scared, immediately becoming arrogant again.

"Now you know fear? Too late! When my father arrives, he’ll make you beg to live and beg to die! And you siblings, none of you will escape!"

Gu Sheng’s gaze suddenly turned cold.

He had initially planned to let it go, but Young Master Qin’s threat struck a nerve.

"Is that so?"

Gu Sheng’s voice was cold as ice.

"Then I want to see if your father can make it before I kill you."

He raised his right hand, a cluster of ghostly blue spiritual power forming in his palm.

The spiritual power seemed calm, yet distorted the surrounding air.

Young Master Qin finally realized he misspoke, his face turning pale instantly.

"No... don’t! I was wrong! I apologize! Please don’t kill me!"

Gu Sheng turned a deaf ear, continuing forward.

Mu Feng wanted to intervene but was gently pushed aside by a soft force.

"Senior!"

Mu Xi suddenly rushed forward, kneeling before Gu Sheng.

"Please spare his life! My brother is right, it’s not worth causing big trouble over this kind of person!"

Gu Sheng looked down at this courageous young girl, the chill in his eyes slightly diminishing.

"Are you sure?"

Mu Xi nodded.

"I’m sure."

Gu Sheng remained silent for a moment, finally withdrawing the spiritual power from his hand.

But he didn’t completely spare Young Master Qin, instead walking up to him, looking down from above.

"Death can be pardoned, but living won’t be easy."

Gu Sheng said coldly.

"Since you rely on your cultivation to bully others, I’ll seal your cultivation, and let you taste what it’s like to be an ordinary person."

He lightly tapped with his fingers, several spiritual forces shooting into Young Master Qin’s body.

Young Master Qin immediately felt his dantian tighten, all his spiritual power sealed, unable to be moved at all.

"You!"

Young Master Qin examined his body in horror.

"What did you do to me?"

"Just a temporary seal."

Gu Sheng said lightly.

"It will lift in three months. Reflect well during this time."

After finishing, he applied the same method, sealing the cultivation of Young Master Qin’s followers as well.

Throughout the process, those people didn’t even have a chance to resist.

Mu Feng forced a smile.

"It’s nothing, Senior is joking."

Gu Sheng didn’t expose him, instead asked.

"Why did your tribe spare no expense to send you to the Descending Immortal Realm?"

Mu Feng deliberated over his words.

"The tribe hopes I can achieve something and someday return to revitalize our clan."

"Is that so?"

Gu Sheng chuckled faintly.

"They indeed spared no expense. The annual fee for the Immortal Pavilion could sustain a small tribe for ten years."

Mu Feng remained silent.

Gu Sheng was right; to send him to the Descending Immortal Realm, the tribe almost sold everything valuable. This expectation weighed heavily on him.

Gu Sheng glanced at the few root-like strands in his hand, his eyebrows slightly raised. The Dragon Burial Root was dark red throughout, its surface covered with dense lines, at a glance indeed resembling curled centipedes.

He sniffed lightly, a rich exotic fragrance entered his nostrils, causing his Qi-Blood to slightly surge.

"This is quite a rare item."

Gu Sheng murmured to himself, casually shut the door, and lightly tapped the doorframe three times with his fingertip. A faint glow instantly lit up inside the room, the Isolation Array activated, sealing the room from the outside world.

He sat cross-legged on the cushion, carefully examining a Dragon Burial Root held between his fingertips. According to Mu Feng, this was a tribe-secret Body Refining Holy Medicine, ordinary cultivators would never have the chance to see.

Gu Sheng’s lips curved, eyes playful.

"That kid is indeed willing."

Without much hesitation, Gu Sheng put a Dragon Burial Root into his mouth. The root dissolved upon entering, transforming into a hot stream rushing directly to his Dantian.

He immediately operated the Cultivation Technique, guiding the hot stream to circulate within his meridians. As the medicinal power spread, he felt his muscles slightly swell, bones making subtle ’crackle’ sounds, as if countless small insects were crawling within.

An hour later, Gu Sheng opened his eyes, a glint flashing quickly in his gaze.

He clenched his fist, feeling the strength growing within his body. Although the increase was modest, it indeed fortified the physical body.

"Interesting."

Gu Sheng muttered softly.

"Seems that Mu Feng does have some tricks."

He recalled the scene during their meeting earlier that day. The Mu Feng siblings were besieged by a pack of Iron-backed Grey Wolves. He hadn’t intended to intervene but felt compelled to assist upon seeing Mu Xi’s panic-stricken eyes.

A faint conversation was heard from the adjacent room, Gu Sheng controlled his focus, listening intently. Even through the Isolation Array, his profound cultivation allowed him to capture bits and pieces.

"Brother, that was Dragon Burial Root!"

Mu Xi’s voice carried obvious confusion.

"Our tribe doesn’t even gather a few roots a year, why did you give them all away?"

Mu Feng’s voice was low.