Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1618

Chapter 1618: Chapter 822: Shouldn’t Stay for Long

But the affection and protection from the mistress for her were genuine and heartfelt.

She hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist asking softly.

"Mistress...Master, he...what kind of person was he?"

The hand of Tantai Xueling paused slightly, her gaze drifting out the window, as if penetrating through time and space, landing on a distant silhouette.

After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke, her voice carrying a timeless essence.

"He...is a very stubborn person. Once he’s set on a path, he won’t turn back even if he hits a dead end. Talent...decent, but he is too independent in nature, likes to shoulder everything himself, not fearing to crush himself under the weight..."

Her tone was flat, as though narrating an unrelated past event, but Gu Yuanyuan acutely captured the complex emotions hidden beneath the calm words.

There was admiration, resignation, perhaps...an almost imperceptible concern?

"He was of humble origin but had aspirations higher than the sky. The journey he walked was thorny, surrounded by formidable foes, every step akin to dancing on the tip of a knife. Yet he never retreated and never truly relied on anyone."

Tantai Xueling withdrew her gaze and looked at Gu Yuanyuan.

"Being taken as his disciple is both your fortune and your trial. His path is difficult. Following him, you must be ready to face storms and tempests at any time."

Gu Yuanyuan listened, half understanding, but the towering and mysterious image of her master in her heart seemed to have become a bit clearer.

She nodded forcefully.

"Yes! I’m not afraid! I will work hard in cultivation and not shame Master!"

Tantai Xueling looked at her earnest little face, her eyes softened, and she gently patted her shoulder.

"Go now, have the maid take you to rest. This place will be your home from now on."

Outside the entrance of the Secret Realm of Thousand Souls Hall, deep within the desolate ruins.

Gu Sheng sat cross-legged like a stone sculpture blending into the shadows, positioned behind the remnants of a collapsed palace, his aura withdrawn to the extreme, perfectly merging with the surroundings.

His gaze, like the most patient falcon, was firmly locked onto the ominous black door suspended in mid-air, exuding a sinister atmosphere.

A whole day and night.

For a whole day and night, he stayed here immobile like a dormant viper.

During the time, Zhao Boyang came over, dragging his weary body, expressing willingness to replace him for surveillance and let him rest for a while, but Gu Sheng refused him without hesitation.

"This place is perilous and uncertain, your injuries are yet to heal, staying would be pointless and instead a burden."

Gu Sheng’s voice was calm but carried undisputable decisiveness.

Zhao Boyang opened his mouth, but looking at Gu Sheng’s resolute back, he could only smile bitterly and silently retreated to a slightly farther place to recover.

He knew what Gu Sheng said was true, given his current state, even self-preservation was challenging, let alone helping.

But he did not leave, choosing instead to sit cross-legged not far away, healing while silently guarding Gu Sheng from behind.

This persistence was the only thing he could do.

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