Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Gu Sheng clenched the longsword in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force.

True Qi surged within him like rushing rivers, but he dared not be careless. Facing such an opponent, the slightest misstep could lead to eternal doom.

”Enough talk, let’s fight!”

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingyun’s figure abruptly vanished.

Gu Sheng’s pupils contracted, instinctively dodging to the side, but still felt a chill on his left shoulder—his robe had already been cut open by the blade, fine Blood Pearls seeping from the skin.

”Good reaction, but still too slow.”

Shen Qingyun’s voice came from behind, teasing like a cat playing with a mouse.

Gu Sheng suddenly turned around, sweeping the longsword, but only cut through a fleeting shadow.

Shen Qingyun’s movement technique was unbelievably fast, even with his cultivation suppressed, a Heavenly Martial Realm expert’s combat instinct far surpassed that of ordinary people.

”Gale Seven Kills Sword!”

Gu Sheng no longer held back, unleashing his treasured skill.

Seven strands of Sword Qi sealed off all of Shen Qingyun’s escape routes. This was the killer move he had honed through years of arduous training, used to defeat countless formidable foes.

”A trivial trick!”

Shen Qingyun sneered, the long saber drew a bizarre arc in the air, forcibly slicing through the seven strands of Sword Qi.

At the moment of the blade-sword collision, Gu Sheng only felt a mountain-crushing force transmitting from the sword, numbing his joints and forcing him to retreat three steps to stabilize himself, leaving two deep tracks on the hard rock beneath his feet.

”Puh—”

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Gu Sheng’s mouth, his internal organs seemingly shaken out of place.

In contrast, Shen Qingyun stood in his original spot, not even his coat disturbed.

”Is this all you have, daring to challenge me?”

Shen Qingyun looked down on Gu Sheng condescendingly.

”Beg for mercy, perhaps I’ll give you a quick death.”

Gu Sheng wiped the blood from his mouth, his gaze still calm.

He quickly assessed his condition—more than half of his True Qi was expended, spiritual power was also depleted, barely able to sustain three more moves. And Shen Qingyun obviously hadn’t gone all out.

”Is a Heavenly Martial Realm expert only good for empty words?”

Gu Sheng deliberately provoked him, while secretly adjusting his breathing, seeking a chance to counterattack.

A cold gleam flashed in Shen Qingyun’s eyes.

”Courting death!”

His right thumb brushed against the blade, blood instantly being absorbed by the long saber, the blade glowing with an eerie red light.

Gu Sheng’s heart tightened, knowing the opponent was about to unleash a killer move.

”Blood Flame Heaven Burning!”

Shen Qingyun roared, the blood glow on the long saber suddenly transformed into raging flames, the surrounding temperature sharply rising, the air distorting from the heat. If this strike landed, Gu Sheng would be doomed!

At this critical moment—

”Stop!”

A cold female voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the life-and-death duel.

Shen Qingyun’s blade posture momentarily stalled, the blood flame wavering slightly.

Gu Sheng turned towards the voice, spotting a black-robed woman who had appeared at the edge of the battlefield at some point.

She had a slender figure, her face mostly obscured by a large cloak, exposing only a fair chin.

”It’s you?”

Gu Sheng recognized the woman, the same martial artist with a Treasure Hunting Mouse he had encountered outside a cave a few days before.

The woman ignored Gu Sheng, directly walking up to Shen Qingyun, her voice icy.

”Shen Qingyun, bullying martial artists outside the Holy Academy again?”

Shen Qingyun frowned impatiently.

”Qin Yurou, this is none of your business, get lost!”

Turns out her name is Qin Yurou.

Gu Sheng secretly noted this name, while cautiously observing the shifting situation.

Qin Yurou not only didn’t back down, but stood in front of Gu Sheng, facing Shen Qingyun’s Blood Flame Long Saber.

”Sister Qingtan said that if she sees you oppressing martial artists outside the Holy Academy, she must stop you.”

”Shen Qingtan?”

Shen Qingyun’s face was sullen.

”Who does she think she is, involved in my affairs?”

”Sister Qingtan is your elder sister, what do you mean ’who is she’?”

Qin Yurou refused to yield.

”As long as I’m here today, you won’t touch him.”

Killing intent visibly filled Shen Qingyun’s eyes.

”Do you think you can stop me? Believe it or not, I’ll kill you too!”

Qin Yurou chuckled lightly, pulling out a furry little beast from her sleeve—it was the Treasure Hunting Mouse.

The little beast rolled in her palm, suddenly opening its crimson eyes, glaring fixedly at Shen Qingyun.

”Forgot to mention, my Demon Beast is not suppressed by powers of the Secret Realm.”

Qin Yurou’s tone was calm, yet undeniably threatening.

”Care to try?”

Shen Qingyun’s expression darkened instantly.

He stared hard at the Treasure Hunting Mouse, then at Qin Yurou, eventually snorting coldly.

”Fine, very well! Today’s events won’t be forgotten!”

He sheathed his long saber, the blood flames gradually extinguishing, giving Gu Sheng a vicious glare before leaving.

”Consider yourself lucky, next time I’ll take your life!”

Once Shen Qingyun’s form vanished into the forested mountains, Qin Yurou turned around.

”Are you alright?”

Gu Sheng shook his head, forcibly suppressing the turbulent Qi-Blood within.

”Thank you, Miss, for saving me.”

Qin Yurou sized him up, then suddenly said.

”We’ve met before, outside the cave.”

Gu Sheng nodded.

”I remember. You had the Treasure Hunting Mouse, we didn’t compete for the chance.”

”Correct.”

Qin Yurou’s tone softened slightly.

”I saved you today, repaying the favor from before, now we’re even.”

Gu Sheng chuckled bitterly.

”That cave was your discovery, I simply honored the opportunity. Today’s life-saving grace, I will remember sincerely.”

Qin Yurou waved her hand, seemingly unwilling to delve into the topic.

She hesitated momentarily, then asked.

”What grudges do you have with Shen Qingyun?”

”It’s a long story.”

Gu Sheng briefly explained the matter of contending for the Tongming Treasure Mirror Fragment.

”He seems to resent me ruining things for him.”

”I see.”

Qin Yurou appeared pensive.

”Sister Qingtan mentioned you before, said you greatly helped her in the contest for the Treasure Mirror.”