Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

”Ahhhhh...” Gu Sheng was increasingly in pain, letting out ever more piercing screams, even with blood pearls emerging from his body. The breath that had almost recovered was becoming restless and turbulent.

Gu Sheng’s body began to shake uncontrollably.

His once rosy face turned pale without a trace of blood. His breath became completely disordered.

The Spiritual Power around him could burst through his body at any moment, leading him to go insane, his will completely collapsing.

The Mysterious Taoist, who had been silently observing by the side, knew that Gu Sheng’s situation was extremely precarious; without timely rescue, his life might be in danger.

Making a decision, the Mysterious Taoist planned to leave this place, go to the outside world, and find a woman to help Gu Sheng resolve the current crisis, aiding him through this life-and-death moment.

Just as the Mysterious Taoist was about to set off, the Void Ring on Gu Sheng’s finger began to vibrate.

A faint sheen appeared on the ring’s surface, spreading outward in waves.

A breath that did not belong to Gu Sheng emanated from the ring, permeating the surrounding air.

The Mysterious Taoist showed delight on her face, thinking, ”It seems heaven doesn’t wish for Gu Sheng to perish!” With this thought, the Mysterious Taoist stopped and turned, walking away.

After the Mysterious Taoist left, Gu Sheng’s Void Ring vibrated even more violently.

From inside the ring, muffled sounds of impacts came, as something was desperately colliding with the ring’s walls, trying to break free from this confinement.

Gu Sheng was entirely immersed in the assessment, having no time to heed the series of changes with the ring.

The Void Ring, without its owner’s aid, seemed extremely frail in the face of this powerful impact. In just a moment, the ring’s defenses were utterly breached.

A shadow appeared in front of Gu Sheng, emerging from the ring.

It was a woman in a black dress with an exceedingly beautiful appearance, her skin fair, and her eyebrows delicate as a painting. In her hand, she was clutching a Red Sword tightly. She was the Qinghe Saintess.

Struggling to escape from the Void Ring that had trapped her for a long time, she had exhausted much of her strength.

Qinghe Saintess, newly free from the ring, saw the anguished Gu Sheng.

She certainly did not expect to meet Gu Sheng here, especially seeing him in such a plight.

However, she was relieved, thinking, ”This is good. Now is the perfect time to escape while he has lost consciousness.”

But seeing Gu Sheng’s anguish, an inexplicable urge to kill arose within her.

”This man has stood against me many times before, ending up in such a state. Better to take this opportunity to eliminate him, eradicating any future threats.”

With this in mind, Qinghe Saintess cautiously approached Gu Sheng.

She grasped the Spirit Sword tightly in both hands, continually pouring the remnants of her Spiritual Power into the sword.

The Spirit Sword’s light grew brighter and brighter. Qinghe Saintess, using all her strength, fiercely slashed at Gu Sheng.

Just as her Spirit Sword was about to strike Gu Sheng, something unexpected occurred.

A strange reflex emerged from Gu Sheng’s flesh.

His hand swiftly extended, effortlessly catching Qinghe Saintess’s Spirit Sword.

Qinghe Saintess’s eyes widened instantly. She never imagined her meticulously amassed power in a single slash would be so easily caught by Gu Sheng.

Qinghe Saintess was stunned; Gu Sheng’s strength had grown again, making herself no match for him. Continuing this entanglement would likely cost her life.

She released the Spirit Sword from her hand and turned to flee. But no matter how fast her speed was, it was not faster than desire-driven Gu Sheng. Before she had run far, Gu Sheng sprang forward and embraced her tightly.

Under impulse, Gu Sheng tore with force, ripping apart Qinghe Saintess’s black dress.

Beneath the black dress, Qinghe Saintess’s slender legs, as smooth as jade, were exposed.

Qinghe Saintess was terrified, struggling desperately to push Gu Sheng away.

Her resistance appeared insignificant in the face of Gu Sheng’s overwhelming strength.

Qinghe Saintess, preferring death to dishonor, decided to detonate her Spiritual Power, letting herself perish instantly, rather than suffer defilement by Gu Sheng.

At the brink of self-destruction, a mysterious and powerful force enveloped Qinghe Saintess.

Qinghe Saintess felt her entire Spiritual Power sealed by this mysterious force, and the impending explosive breath gradually subsided. This change left Qinghe Saintess in complete despair.

Qiankun Venerate King stood quietly with the Divine Sword suspended above, gazing in the direction where Gu Sheng was located.

Behind him were a group of Holy Land geniuses.

Each genius looked anxious, waiting for Qiankun Venerate King to rise and storm back into the Immortal Temple.

Qiankun Venerate King had been waiting here for several days, always keeping an eye on the inside of the Immortal Temple, trying to catch any sign of the Mysterious Taoist’s waning aura.

Days passed, and he still hadn’t noticed any weakening of the Mysterious Taoist’s aura. He grew uneasy. The longer he waited, the worse it would be for himself.

Qiankun Venerate King thought to himself, ”Who is this Mysterious Taoist anyway? Why is her aura so strong, so enduringly unyielding? I’ve been waiting for days, yet there’s no sign of her weakening.

Let’s wait ten more days. If her aura hasn’t weakened by then, I may have no choice but to take the risk and leave. I must admit, Gu Sheng’s comprehension is extremely strong. If this drags on, he might actually pass the assessment. By then, the Holy Road Master’s legacy would be beyond my reach.”