Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 292: Chapter 167: War God Peak’s Peak Master, Wen Mingyan

Chen Ke froze in place at that moment.

Seventeen years old and already at the Copper Bone Realm—what kind of concept is this? In the long history of the Red Cloud Prefecture, Gu Sheng is the first person to achieve this!

As a core disciple of the Holy Pill Sect, Chen Ke’s talent ranks among the top in the Red Cloud Prefecture. Yet, when he was Gu Sheng’s age, he was only at the Blood Refining Realm, Great Success stage. The gap between them is immeasurable.

The woman, clearly less naive than Chen Ke, looked at Gu Sheng with an increasingly peculiar gaze. She confirmed with Chen Ke once more, ”Are you sure he was personally arranged by the Great Elder to start off as a menial disciple?”

Chen Ke, though still finding it hard to believe, nodded: ”Yes! Absolutely!”

The woman, having made up her mind, dismissed Chen Ke in a few words.

She then took out three small yellow jade tokens and one blue jade token from under the counter and handed them to Gu Sheng. ”You’re a menial disciple without an identity jade plaque, so for now, these sect contribution points will be recorded using these. Each yellow token represents five points, and the blue one represents one point. Take the blue token as compensation for my earlier misunderstanding.”

Gu Sheng didn’t ask further questions, pocketing the jade tokens and heading inside to take on another task.

Seeing him about to accept another task, the woman reminded him: ”Ordinary disciples must wait three days between tasks before accepting a new one.”

This regulation in the Holy Pill Sect was intentionally designed to ensure that sect disciples focused on their cultivation, preventing some from ”becoming greedy” and overly obsessed with tasks, thereby delaying their training progress.

Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng let out a sigh of disappointment. He had planned to complete more tasks and quickly gather the sect contribution points needed for his advancement. Now, it seemed this plan had to be postponed yet again.

After Gu Sheng left the Merit Hall, the woman called her assistant to cover for her shift, then hurriedly departed from the hall, heading toward the summit of War God Peak.

At the very top of War God Peak lay a spacious platform, with two simple wooden houses. In the courtyard in front of the houses stood a massive rock over ten meters tall.

Dozens of gleaming swords were embedded in the massive rock, their blades emitting a biting cold aura. Under the sunlight, they reflected a dazzling brilliance, clearly indicating they were no ordinary items.

Beneath the massive rock stood a middle-aged man clad in a golden robe, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes paired with a lofty stature and transcendent demeanor.

The man’s aura was smooth and harmonious, as though in perfect unity with the heavens and earth. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, reached out, and swiftly drew one of the swords from the massive rock, slashing it through the air in front of him.

An intense surge of Sword Qi erupted, generating a thunderous boom in the air. A beam of Sword Qi, over ten meters long, burst forth in an arch. The dense mist in front of him was sliced apart, leaving an enormous gap. Moments later, a furious shout came from Spirit Pill Peak, hundreds of meters away: ”Wen Mingyan, are you deranged?! Can’t you practice your swordsmanship in a direction away from here? Do you know how many precious herbs I’ve planted here? If you destroy them, even selling you piece by piece wouldn’t cover the loss!”

The voice was full of indignation, clearly indicating this wasn’t the first time this had happened.

Wen Mingyan responded with a faint smile, then returned the sword to the massive rock and murmured to himself, ”So close, just a little more! Where exactly is the problem?”

Wen Mingyan was the Peak Master of War God Peak and publicly recognized as the War God of the Holy Pill Sect. His cultivation was second only to the Sect Master of the Holy Pill Sect.

As Wen Mingyan was deep in thought, a female voice interrupted him: ”Mingyan, you slashed at Spirit Pill Peak again?”

The woman speaking was the same one who had settled Gu Sheng’s contribution points earlier in the Merit Hall.

Seeing her, Wen Mingyan revealed a smile on his handsome features: ”Xue’er, isn’t this your assigned duty month? Why have you come back?”

The woman, named Qin Xue, was Wen Mingyan’s wife.

Qin Xue’s expression was unusually serious as she pulled him over to sit down: ”I have something to discuss with you!”

Seeing the grave look in her eyes, Wen Mingyan couldn’t help but laugh: ”What’s the matter? Why so serious? Has a major incident occurred?”

Although Wen Mingyan was the Peak Master of War God Peak, he was a sword fanatic who often secluded himself at the summit to practice his craft. Most of the affairs of War God Peak were handled by Qin Xue. Over the years, under her management, War God Peak had been run as smooth as clockwork. The only other time Wen Mingyan had seen her this serious was ten years ago, when conflict with the Thousand Poison Sect had nearly erupted.

Qin Xue nodded: ”Our Holy Pill Sect has received a menial disciple at the Copper Bone Realm!”

Upon hearing this, Wen Mingyan furrowed his brows. ”A menial disciple at the Copper Bone Realm? Was there a misstep in some process? Just fix it—this isn’t such a big deal.”

Anyone at the Copper Bone Realm would, at the very least, enter the sect as an outer disciple. If younger in age, they might start directly as an inner disciple. This seemingly misguided arrangement was simply a matter of correcting an error—a trivial issue in Wen Mingyan’s eyes. However, Qin Xue’s next words instantly shattered his calm demeanor.

”But he’s only seventeen! And the arrangement was made personally by the Great Elder!”

Wen Mingyan’s eyes widened in shock: ”Seventeen and already at the Copper Bone Realm? Are you certain? Do you understand the implications of this?”

Qin Xue glared at him in exasperation. ”Would I come rushing to you like this if I didn’t know what it meant? I asked around—core disciple Chen Ke said this was directly arranged by the Great Elder. Tell me, what is the Great Elder thinking? This boy has unparalleled talent, unrivaled even across the entire Red Cloud Prefecture! What’s the point of making him start as a menial disciple? Isn’t this a joke? Doesn’t the Great Elder realize that other sects already have disciples with the talent to dominate the region? And us? Because of that, our Holy Pill Sect’s slots to enter the Red Cloud Secret Domain have been dwindling year after year. Does he not care at all? So what—does he just assume this issue is solely our War God Peak’s business and none of his responsibility?”