Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 398: Chapter 223: Zhu Hong, Possessed by Evil

Zhu Hong’s plan was actually quite clever. His idea was that everyone would rush to snatch the more powerful Vajra Demon Suppression Bell, while he would take advantage of the chaos to stealthily seize the Demon Suppression Golden Scroll.

Although the Qian family and the Thousand Poison Sect had formed an alliance, even Zhu Hong and Qian Duoduo combined were no match for Lu Shu and Lin Tianhao. Therefore, from the very start, Zhu Hong hadn’t considered going after the Vajra Demon Suppression Bell. His target had always been singular—the Demon Suppression Golden Scroll.

Just as Zhu Hong had anticipated, Lu Shu, Kang Tai, Lin Tianhao, and Linghu Qingwan all moved to contend for the Vajra Demon Suppression Bell. However, someone noticed Zhu Hong’s actions, and both the Governor Mansion and Haoyang Sect immediately sent people to intercept him.

Unfortunately for them, their strongest was merely of Lu Yun’s caliber. Zhu Hong, after all, was the leading disciple of the Mad Saber Sect and was more powerful than those they sent.

”Hah! With just this rabble, you think you can stop me? Dream on! Hahaha, this Demon Suppression Golden Scroll now belongs to my Mad Saber Sect!”

The long saber in Zhu Hong’s hand danced with ferocity, sending waves of overwhelming Sword Qi flying toward his opponents, forcing them to retreat. Members of the Mad Saber Sect and the Qian family seized this opportunity to surround and block off their attackers.

Taking advantage of the distraction, Zhu Hong turned and reached out toward the Demon Suppression Golden Scroll, a wild, unrestrained laughter spreading across his face.

At that moment, a mocking voice sounded near his ear: ”The treasure hasn’t even landed in your hand yet, and you’re already celebrating? Isn’t that a bit premature?”

Hearing this voice, Zhu Hong’s face twisted. Without hesitation, he swung his long saber violently to the side and shouted, ”Get lost!”

Recognizing Gu Sheng’s voice, Zhu Hong didn’t hesitate for a second as he attacked the source of the sound.

”Heh, can’t you move a bit faster? I’m over here, you idiot!”

Not far ahead, Gu Sheng emerged from his Shadow Concealment Skill, the Demon Suppression Golden Scroll already in his hand. He waved it provocatively at Zhu Hong, his face full of defiance.

Seeing the scroll in Gu Sheng’s grasp, Zhu Hong’s face flushed red with humiliation and fury. ”That scroll is not something you’re fit to touch! Die!”

Recalling the embarrassment Gu Sheng had just caused him, anger erupted like a blaze in Zhu Hong’s chest. His entire body surged with power as he gripped his saber with both hands and charged at Gu Sheng with chaotic, destructive intent.

The earlier move from Gu Sheng not only tarnished Zhu Hong’s pride but also revealed his strength. Knowing this, Zhu Hong held nothing back; he unleashed the Mad Saber Sect’s ultimate technique, the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade!

While not the sect’s most formidable martial art, the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade was undoubtedly its most infamous!

Originally a Top-grade Yellow Level martial art, its power was uniquely tied to the user’s state of mind. Rumor had it that the more unrestrained and crazed the user, the more devastating the martial art became.

The Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade became renowned in the Red Cloud Prefecture 300 years ago during a regional martial arts tournament.

At the time, the previous Sect Master of the Mad Saber Sect, Blade Madman, had used the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade to directly defeat an opponent from the Governor Mansion who was utilizing a Low Grade Mystical Level technique of the same rank. Back then, Blade Madman was only at the fourth level of the Marrow Refining Realm, while his opponent was already at the fifth level. Both were top prodigies of their respective factions, with extraordinary strength. This feat made the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade, along with Blade Madman’s name, resound throughout the Red Cloud Prefecture.

With time, the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade became the Mad Saber Sect’s most representative martial art. They even relaxed its learning restrictions, allowing any Inner Sect disciple to begin studying it.

Zhu Hong had been practicing the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade for seven years. Outside of refining his muscle membrane and flesh, he had devoted almost all his time to mastering this technique and had successfully cultivated it to the Great Achievement Realm!

Though Zhu Hong didn’t exhibit Blade Madman’s level of insanity, the art’s power was still formidable and not to be underestimated!

Zhu Hong’s speed was astonishing. His long saber danced with tiger-like ferocity, filling the air with overwhelming blade shadows. Countless streams of Sword Qi converged into a terrifying, spiraling windstorm infused with Spiritual Power.

As the gusts rushed forward, Gu Sheng couldn’t help but feel as though innumerable blades were slicing at him. It reminded him of the time he trained in the Sword Qi Wind Tunnel.

”Rip!”

Before the windstorm even reached him, Gu Sheng’s robes were already shredded. When his skin came into contact with the spiraling wind, it shimmered faintly with a metallic sheen.

Gu Sheng’s body, bolstered by the Mixed Element Body Refining Skill, boasted a toughness comparable to someone who had already refined their body with Spiritual Power in the Marrow Refining Realm.

Even so, after just a few moments, the windstorm from the Blood-Drinking Crazy Blade left deep marks on his skin, and faint blood traces began to appear in some spots.

”Gu Sheng, don’t think that comprehending Sword Intent makes you so incredible! Today, I’ll show you the true might of the Mad Saber Sect’s ultimate technique!”

Zhu Hong planted his feet firmly two meters in front of Gu Sheng, assumed a bow stance, and swung his saber in a wide arc. The countless blade shadows in the air merged into one, and the visible Sword Qi rippled forward like water waves.

While cultivating Sword Intent, Gu Sheng had already discovered that, in truth, not only swords but every weapon could generate ’Intent.’

It’s just that Sword Cultivators were particularly fanatical, delving deeply into this concept and establishing a comprehensive theory around it.

Other weapons could also cultivate Intent—the saber had Saber Intent, the spear had Spear Intent.

The strike Zhu Hong had just unleashed clearly carried Saber Intent and was not a shallow one. At the very least, he had been practicing it for quite some time beyond entry-level mastery.

Facing the incoming windstorm and blade shadows, Gu Sheng smirked. ”Your martial art is impressive, no doubt. If I only had Sword Intent, I might not be able to beat you. But my art isn’t just ordinary Sword Intent. It’s Sword Qi!”

”Buzz!”

Gu Sheng swiftly drew the Water Cold Sword and, without a moment of pause, slashed twice. On the third slash, he abruptly jumped back, his Water Cold Sword carving a powerful arc through the air. An overwhelming Sword Qi exploded into existence, and a translucent, ethereal Water Cold Sword materialized above the blade shadows.