Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 716: Chapter 382: Conclusion

Han Yishui was struck with terror, wanting to dodge, but it was already too late.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword tip pierced toward his chest, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

Just as the sword tip was about to reach his chest, Elder Han agreed to return Gu Sheng’s Mystical Artifact. Only then did Gu Sheng withdraw his sword and leave with Elder Han’s followers, leaving behind one sentence: ”Elder Han, this time it’s merely a warning. If you’re still not satisfied, next time won’t be so simple.”

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority and overwhelming dominance that left everyone deeply shaken.

Han Yishui stood in place, watching Gu Sheng’s departing figure, his heart filled with fear and resentment. Yet he knew clearly that he was indeed no match for Gu Sheng.

After leaving Han Yishui’s residence, Gu Sheng headed straight toward the grotto where the Mystical Artifact was stored, only to discover he had been played by Han Yishui.

”Hoo—”

The wind roared as Gu Sheng darted like a phantom through the corridors of the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven. His gaze was resolute, his steps steady, each step exuding an unwavering determination. This trip was to reclaim what rightly belonged to him—the Spiritual Artifacts shamelessly hoarded by Han Yishui.

Elder Wu Qingfeng followed closely behind, his face etched with worry, but more filled with support and trust in Gu Sheng. The two advanced one after the other, heading straight for Han Yishui’s domain.

”Han Yishui, come out and face me!” Gu Sheng’s voice boomed like thunder in front of Han Yishui’s residence, shaking the air to the point it seemed frozen.

Han Yishui leisurely emerged from inside, a trace of disdain on his face: ”Gu Sheng, what kind of attitude is this? Do you think you’re someone of importance to speak to me like this?”

Gu Sheng sneered coldly and said, ”Elder Han, I respect you as a senior, but don’t push things too far. Those Spiritual Artifacts are rightfully mine—why do you claim them as your own?”

”Yours?” Han Yishui scoffed, ”You say they’re yours, and that makes them yours? What proof do you have?”

”Proof?” A chill flickered in Gu Sheng’s eyes. ”Fine, then I’ll show you proof!”

With that, he flipped his palm, revealing a crystal-clear jade stone. The jade stone was engraved with complex runes, glowing faintly. This was the token left behind by Lin Tianwen, marking the ownership of those Spiritual Artifacts.

Han Yishui’s expression shifted slightly at the sight of the jade stone, but he still feigned composure: ”Just a worthless stone, what could it possibly prove?”

”The runes on this jade stone are identical to those on the Spiritual Artifacts. Do you still dare to deny it?” Gu Sheng’s voice grew colder by the second.

At that moment, Elder Wu Qingfeng also stepped forward, speaking in a deep voice: ”Han Yishui, you and I both know the true ownership of these Spiritual Artifacts. Your behavior is truly unbefitting your status as an elder.”

Han Yishui stared darkly at Wu Qingfeng and Gu Sheng, knowing well that there was no peaceful resolution left for this matter. With a deep breath, he said, ”Fine. Since you insist, I shall return the Spiritual Artifacts to you.”

Just as Gu Sheng and Wu Qingfeng sighed in relief, Han Yishui suddenly struck, launching a ferocious attack on Gu Sheng. His palm was laden with immense power, intending to kill Gu Sheng in a single blow.

But Gu Sheng was prepared. With a swift movement, he easily dodged Han Yishui’s attack. Simultaneously, he unleashed Gale Nine Swords, retaliating against Han Yishui. Nine streaks of Sword Qi crisscrossed, resembling nine silver dragons surging toward Han Yishui.

Han Yishui was horrified to discover the overwhelming extent of Gu Sheng’s strength. He urgently gathered his inner power to resist, but it was too late. The nine Sword Qi streams pierced through him in an instant, heavily wounding him to the ground.

”You... you’re this powerful...” Han Yishui muttered weakly, lying on the ground. His face was filled with terror and resentment, yet he could do nothing to change his fate. Gu Sheng, sparing his life, turned and prepared to leave—his priorities lay elsewhere.

Just then, Han Yishui’s ten disciples appeared, blocking Gu Sheng’s path. Their cold stares toward Gu Sheng seemed as though they wished to devour him alive in revenge for their master.

”Gu Sheng, how dare you harm our master. Today will be your last!” one of the disciples roared.

The ten disciples attacked simultaneously, launching a ferocious offensive against Gu Sheng.

Yet Gu Sheng, as if anticipating this, deftly dodged every attack with flickering movements.

Simultaneously, he activated his Cultivation Technique, raining golden palms and fists down on the ten disciples.

Repeated bangs echoed as the ten disciples were sent flying, landing heavily on the ground.

Even two cultivators of the Divine Bridge Realm were no exception—they were as fragile as ants before Gu Sheng.

The scene left everyone utterly stunned—they hadn’t anticipated Gu Sheng’s sheer, terrifying power!

And yet, Gu Sheng acted as if he had done something trivial. He dusted off his hands and turned to leave.

But instead of departing the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven, he strode firmly toward Han Yishui’s dwelling.

He knew that the conflict wasn’t over yet—he had to confront Han Yishui for final closure.

When Gu Sheng once again stood before Han Yishui, Han Yishui’s complexion had turned deathly pale.

He stared at Gu Sheng’s icy gaze and overwhelming aura, his heart consumed by fear and despair.

He knew he was utterly defeated, a total and crushing loss!

”Gu Sheng... I...” Han Yishui stammered, his voice trembling, trying to say something. But Gu Sheng interrupted him coldly: ”Elder Han, I hope you understand one truth: some things are not for you to covet.”