Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 381: Chapter 214 Ding Xingbo_2

Gu Sheng didn’t waste words with the man; he lifted his sword and charged directly at him.

The man saw this and couldn’t help but laugh, saying, ”Though you have extraordinary talent and are Wen Mingyan’s disciple, you’re still just at the Silver Bone Realm. Against an ordinary Golden Bone cultivator, you might stand a chance. Unfortunately, your luck ran out—you encountered me!”

”Remember who killed you: Ding Xingbo, ranked seventh among the core disciples of the Thousand Poison Sect!”

In recent years, the Thousand Poison Sect had produced many geniuses, with Ding Xingbo being one of the most outstanding. His strength was among the top within the entire Golden Bone Realm. Though he hadn’t yet reached the level of defeating Marrow Refining Realm opponents, he was practically invincible against those of the same rank unless faced with anomalies like Lu Shu or Lin Haotian. Needless to say, Gu Sheng, who was only at the Silver Bone Realm, was at an even greater disadvantage.

”Angry Blood Three Moves!”

Through full assimilation, Gu Sheng could perform the Angry Blood Three Moves with his sword, achieving a result no weaker than using the Thirst Blood Axe.

At this moment, the ordinarily nimble Water Cold Sword in Gu Sheng’s hand seemed to transform into a heavy battle axe, swinging down toward Ding Xingbo with immense weight and force.

Ding Xingbo sneered at the sight, mocking, ”For someone who’s Wen Mingyan’s disciple, you don’t even know how to wield a sword! A weapon meant for grace and elegance looks clumsy and pitiful in your hands. Since Wen Mingyan hasn’t taught you properly, allow me to show you the correct way to use a sword!”

With that, Ding Xingbo drew a longsword from his waist. The blade was snow-white and dazzlingly sharp, its aura extraordinary. This sword was no common item—it was a top-grade Yellow Level treasure known as the Snow-cutting Sword!

In Ding Xingbo’s hands, the Snow-cutting Sword spun beautifully, forming elegant sword flowers. When Gu Sheng came within ten meters, Ding Xingbo’s smirk deepened. He abruptly slashed down with his Snow-cutting Sword, unleashing a sharp surge of Sword Qi, its power augmented by a mysterious force.

Ding Xingbo was a Sword Cultivator who had even comprehended Sword Force, one of the key reasons for his arrogance. To him, Gu Sheng was merely at the Silver Bone Realm and had reportedly joined the Holy Pill Sect less than a year ago. There was no scenario in which Gu Sheng could withstand his strike!

”Sword Force, is it?” Gu Sheng smiled faintly. Guided by his intent, an even more ferocious and sharper aura erupted, enveloping the Water Cold Sword.

”I have it too!”

Sword Gang, while still within the realm of Sword Force, approached the power of Sword Intent.

The moment Sword Gang appeared, Ding Xingbo’s Sword Force shattered under its overwhelming pressure. Enveloped by Gu Sheng’s Sword Gang, Ding Xingbo even found breathing to be difficult.

”It’s impossible! How could you comprehend Sword Force in such a short time, let alone completely surpass me? This can’t be real!”

Ding Xingbo’s expression turned grim, unable to recognize Sword Gang. He assumed Gu Sheng’s mastery of Sword Force was simply far superior.

Though he resisted believing it, the life-threatening danger before him was undeniable. After swinging two consecutive strikes, Ding Xingbo leaped backward to evade.

As Gu Sheng’s Sword Gang fell, it blasted a massive crater into the ground where Ding Xingbo had just stood.

Staring at the deep pit, Ding Xingbo felt a lingering fear. Such a display of power was something even he couldn’t easily achieve. The scorn and disdain that had filled his gaze earlier had now vanished entirely, replaced by a heavy wariness toward Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng didn’t relent, immediately unleashing the Angry Blood Second Style.

Sensing that this strike was even stronger than the last, Ding Xingbo dared not be careless. He gripped the hilt of his sword with one hand and slashed his palm along the blade with the other. Fresh blood streamed down, dyeing the Snow-cutting Sword a vivid red.

Suddenly, the Snow-cutting Sword emitted a dazzling crimson glow, exuding an intensely oppressive aura.

Pouring all his remaining strength into the Snow-cutting Sword, Ding Xingbo roared furiously as he struck out at Gu Sheng.

”Blood Burning Mountain Breaking Sword!”

As Ding Xingbo executed his move, his Sword Force seemed to take on physical form. The surge of Sword Qi and Sword Force in the air began to merge, faintly manifesting as the red shadow of a colossal blade.

Though the shadow flickered in and out of view, its presence exerted overwhelming pressure on Gu Sheng, as though it truly possessed the power to cleave mountains.

The Blood Burning Mountain Breaking Sword was Ding Xingbo’s most powerful martial technique, a mid-grade Yellow Level skill!

After years of cultivation, Ding Xingbo had achieved Small Success in this art, and this strike was his ultimate killing blow.

It was with this very move that he had defeated numerous opponents and secured his seventh-place ranking among the Thousand Poison Sect’s core disciples!

Despite its immense power, the technique consumed a massive amount of energy. Now, Ding Xingbo was left with less than twenty percent of his strength. The rapid depletion left him feeling lightheaded and unstable.

Gu Sheng’s displayed strength had completely exceeded Ding Xingbo’s expectations, leaving him no choice but to hurriedly swallow restorative pills.

Faced with the might of Ding Xingbo’s strike, Gu Sheng poured energy into the Water Cold Sword and unleashed the Angry Blood Third Style immediately following the Second Style!

The Angry Blood Three Moves, when layered, generated a terrifying amount of power. Although not quite at the level of creating a special effect, under the amplification of Sword Gang, its impact was formidable.

The overlap of the Second and Third Styles produced an unparalleled surge of power.

The two strands of Sword Gang released by Gu Sheng collided with the Blood Burning Mountain Breaking Sword, causing a massive shockwave to erupt. Both Gu Sheng and Ding Xingbo were forced to retreat repeatedly from the force.

As the dust settled, the collision dissipated, leaving only the devastated ground between them as evidence of the violent clash.

Ding Xingbo stared at the unharmed Gu Sheng, panic filling his heart.

”How can you possibly be this strong?!”

Gu Sheng’s strength had far surpassed Ding Xingbo’s imagination. He never imagined he’d lose to someone at the Silver Bone Realm.

”My head might be worth something, but it’s not so easily taken! Certainly not by the likes of you!”

With that, Gu Sheng swung the Water Cold Sword and lunged once more at Ding Xingbo.

By this point, Ding Xingbo’s energy reserves were all but depleted, his strength vastly diminished. If he couldn’t defeat Gu Sheng earlier, he stood no chance now. Caught between life and death, Ding Xingbo abandoned his dignity and turned to escape.

He frantically pulled a yellow talisman from his robes, clasping it tightly in his palm and rubbing furiously. Moments later, the talisman transformed into a streak of light that shot into the sky.

”Your strength may be impressive, but don’t get cocky! In this Red Cloud Secret Realm, the Thousand Poison Sect disciples have been given communication methods by the Second Elder. Our other experts will arrive soon—you’re as good as dead!”

The yellow talisman had been gifted to Ding Xingbo by the Skyfire War General. Its specific function allowed Thousand Poison Sect disciples to communicate and pinpoint each other’s locations within the Red Cloud Secret Realm.

Although Ding Xingbo didn’t know if there were other sect members nearby, he didn’t care. His priority was to send out the signal, while his words served to intimidate Gu Sheng and buy himself time to escape.

Judging by Gu Sheng’s displayed power, Ding Xingbo suspected only the top five disciples of the Thousand Poison Sect could contend with him.

”Communication method?”

Gu Sheng furrowed his brows. After all, this world lacked the high-tech devices of his previous life, such as cell phones or landlines.

While mystical techniques existed in this world, the known methods for relaying messages were still quite primitive, relying on word of mouth or specially bred bloodline beasts. As for the talisman Ding Xingbo had just used, Gu Sheng had never even heard of such a thing.

Though unfamiliar, Gu Sheng remained vigilant. When the talisman disappeared, he had sensed a profoundly mystical power.

This sensation reminded him of something he had once felt on Ge Qing.

Ge Qing’s origins were mysterious—merely a single token from him had made Lu Junyi wary. The power from Ding Xingbo’s talisman resembled that of Ge Qing, indicating it was no ordinary item.

Gu Sheng couldn’t fathom why the Thousand Poison Sect possessed means that surpassed the limits of the Red Cloud Prefecture’s domains. Regardless, this wasn’t the time to dwell on it. He needed to deal with Ding Xingbo first.

As for other sect members potentially being nearby, Gu Sheng wasn’t overly concerned. With his current array of techniques, even someone like Lu Shu would struggle to take his life. Not to mention, he still had the Windstride Boots gifted by Mu Yingyou for a swift escape.

As long as there were no pre-laid traps or restrictions set by the Thousand Poison Sect in the area, Gu Sheng was confident in his ability to escape safely by fully activating the Windstride Boots.

”I don’t know when I’ll die, but I do know that you’re about to die right now!”

Gu Sheng activated the Windstride Boots, his speed surging. Like a flash of light, he appeared behind Ding Xingbo, raising the Water Cold Sword high and slashing a wave of Sword Gang at his back.