Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1482: Chapter 764: Just a Loose Cultivator

She stopped three steps in front of Gu Sheng and took out a jade token engraved with the Nine-headed Serpent pattern from her waist.

“As long as you agree to cooperate, any condition can be discussed.”

She placed the jade token on the table.

“This is the token of our clan. With this, you can travel freely through the Thirty-Six Cave Heavens of the Southern Border.”

Gu Sheng’s gaze fell on the jade token, and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Nine-headed Serpent totem… This is the most ancient symbol of the ‘Heavenly Snake Clan’ in the Southern Border! No wonder she dared to talk about borrowing cave heavens.

“Two conditions.”

Gu Sheng finally relented.

“First, I want to enter the Purple Mist Divine Pool.”

Miao Muqing didn’t even furrow her brow.

“Sure. The Divine Pool can heal hidden injuries of martial artists and strengthen your foundation; it is indeed useful to you.”

“Second, I need an identity that allows me to travel unobstructed in the Southern Border.”

“Deal.”

Miao Muqing agreed without hesitation.

“Once successful, you will attain the status of an honored guest elder of our clan. In the Seventy-two Divine Sects, aside from the Three Great Divine Sects, others will show you some respect.”

Gu Sheng’s heart trembled.

Honored Guest Elder? This is even better than I anticipated.

It seems that these sisters hold a higher status in the Heavenly Snake Clan than I imagined.

“Pleasure to cooperate.”

He extended his hand.

Miao Muqing, however, did not shake his hand. Instead, she suddenly bit her forefinger and drew a blood-red rune in the air.

The rune hovered in mid-air, emitting a faint soul fluctuation.

“This is?”

Gu Sheng cautiously stepped back half a step.

“Soul Talisman.”

Miao Muqing’s face looked slightly pale.

“My time of consciousness is limited. The longer I stay awake, the more it harms Ren’er’s soul. This talisman can resonate with my soul. Even if I fall asleep, I can wake up immediately when you activate the talisman.”

Miao Muqing’s voice gradually weakened, like a candle flickering in the wind, eventually extinguishing.

Gu Sheng watched her eyelids slowly close, the long lashes casting a shadow in the candlelight.

He took a gentle breath and was about to get up when suddenly…

Those eyes opened again.

Gu Sheng froze, keenly aware that the aura of the person in front of him had changed drastically.

If Miao Muqing was like a still deep pool, then the person now was a mountain stream, with a lively glint even in their pupils.

“Huh? Who are you?”

The girl rubbed her eyes, her voice crisp like a chime, completely different from the previous calmness.

Gu Sheng squinted his eyes, his Soul Power quietly spreading out, enveloping the other like a spider web.

Indeed, the soul fluctuations were entirely different, as if two completely different people were sharing one body.

“Miao Muxue?”

Gu Sheng tentatively asked.

The girl’s eyes lit up.

“You know me?”

She then showed a look of realization.

“Oh, you were talking to my sister just now? She mentioned me?”

Gu Sheng nodded slightly.

“We just allied; she will help me enter the Purple Mist Cave Heaven.”

“I knew it!”

Miao Muxue clapped her hands, excitedly jumping off the bed, her bare feet making a clear sound on the wooden floor.

“Sister never trusts others easily, so if she allied with you, it means you must be very special!”

She circled around Gu Sheng once, suddenly leaning close, her nose almost touching Gu Sheng’s face.

“Let me see… Hmm, there’s indeed a residual aura of my sister’s unique Divine Skills. Did she plant a Soul Talisman on you?”

Gu Sheng calmly stepped back half a step, secretly astonished.

This girl seemed lively and jumpy, but her perception was remarkably keen.

“You and your sister… share one body?”

Gu Sheng asked directly.

Miao Muxue tilted her head, suddenly bursting into giggles.

“What, did I scare you?”

She hopped back to the bed, sat down, and swung her legs.

“I’m called Mu Xue, and my sister is Muqing; we’re twin souls, been like this since we were little!”

Gu Sheng noticed that when she mentioned the name “Muqing,” there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

“Your sister said you would help me.”

Gu Sheng said in a deep voice.

“Of course!”

Miao Muxue patted her chest.

“What my sister promised is my business too. But…”

She suddenly lowered her voice, speaking mysteriously.

“Don’t tell my sister, but I think she’s too uptight! Always with a straight face, so boring!”

Gu Sheng’s mouth twitched; the difference in personality was too great.

Just as Miao Muxue was about to continue complaining, the door suddenly opened.

A burly man in black strode in, with a dark short knife hung at his waist, his gaze sharp like an eagle’s.

“Miss!”

The man saw Gu Sheng and immediately placed his hand on the knife’s handle, killing intent surging.

“Who are you?”

“Miao Ren! Don’t be impulsive!”

Miao Muxue hurriedly jumped up to stop him.

“This is sister’s ally, Gu Sheng!”

“Gu Sheng?”

The man named Miao Ren furrowed his brows, but his killing intent slightly subsided.

“The Gu Sheng from the East Desolation?”

Gu Sheng’s heart skipped a beat; it seemed his reputation had already spread.

Miao Ren, seeing Miao Muxue nod, immediately knelt on one knee.

“I apologize for my rudeness! I am Miao Ren, one of the ten death soldiers under the two misses, assigned to ensure their safety.”

Gu Sheng scrutinized this respectful death soldier, reflecting silently.

To cultivate such loyal death soldiers, the Miao sister’s background must be extraordinary.

“You’ve heard of me?”

Gu Sheng asked directly.

Miao Ren stood up, speaking in a deep voice.

“On the way to Xiaguang City, I heard some rumors. They say Young Master Gu is a martial artist from the East Desolation, carrying a Supreme Treasure stolen from the Southern Prince Mansion, and now many Eastern Desolate Martial Artists are after you.”

A cold light flashed in Gu Sheng’s eyes.

Tang Qingyun, so it was you spreading rumors!

Miao Muxue exclaimed in surprise.

“Wow! Did you really steal a treasure from the Southern Prince Mansion?”

“Miss Muxue!”

Miao Ren hurriedly intervened.

“No rudeness allowed!”

Gu Sheng sneered.

“If I truly had such a Supreme Treasure, would I need to ally with you to vie for the Purple Mist Cave Heaven’s qualification?”