Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1483: Chapter 764: Just a Loose Cultivator_2

Miao Muxue stuck out her tongue.

“That’s right, huh.”

Suddenly, something occurred to her and her eyes lit up.

“But since someone is hunting you, you need to disguise yourself!”

She pulled out a mask as thin as cicada wings from her pocket and handed it to Gu Sheng.

“Here, this is the ‘Thousand Faces’ I secretly brought from home. Once you put it on, even your aura will change. No one will recognize you!”

Miao Ren gasped in surprise.

“Miss! This is a treasure bestowed by the Family Head!”

“Oh, just lend it to him!”

Miao Muxue waved her hand nonchalantly.

“After all, we’re allies now, right Gu Sheng?”

Gu Sheng accepted the mask, its cool touch accompanied by a faint flow of spiritual power at his fingertips.

He secretly compared it to his own preparation, noting that this mask was indeed much more advanced than his own disguise treasure.

“Thank you.”

Gu Sheng said briefly, putting the mask into his pocket.

Seeing the situation, Miao Ren could only sigh.

“The auction invitation is ready, it’s being held at the Purple Mist Residence. We can go early to get familiar with the environment.”

Gu Sheng nodded.

“I have enough Spirit Stones to bid for the entry quota.”

Miao Ren visibly relaxed.

“That’s great. To be honest, we didn’t bring many Spirit Stones on this trip, so Young Master Gu settling the entry issue is good news for us.”

Miao Muxue interjected.

“My sister said there’s a ‘Double Soul Flower’ we need in the Purple Mist Cave Heaven, which can allow us to separate. So this time we must succeed!”

Separate? Gu Sheng felt a stir inside, no wonder they valued it so much.

The trio discussed some more details before Miao Ren left the inn to make arrangements.

Only Gu Sheng and Miao Muxue were left in the room.

“When will your sister wake up?”

Gu Sheng asked.

Miao Muxue tilted her head and thought for a moment.

“Probably before the auction starts at night. Sister said she’d wake up to help you then.”

She suddenly lowered her voice.

“Actually… I’m kind of scared.”

“Scared of what?”

“If we find the Double Soul Flower, we’ll have to separate.”

Miao Muxue looked confused.

“Since I was young, it’s always been like this. I don’t even know what it’s like to live alone.”

Gu Sheng was silent for a moment.

“You two have a great relationship.”

“Of course!”

Miao Muxue regained her energy.

“Though my sister always controls me, I know she loves me the most!”

She suddenly smiled mysteriously.

“I’ll tell you a secret: every time we’re in danger, it’s always my sister who stands in front of me!”

Looking at this lively girl, it was hard for Gu Sheng to imagine she was the same person as the calm Miao Muqing.

A body with two souls, the world is truly filled with wonders.

“It’s getting late, we should go.”

Gu Sheng stood up.

Miao Muxue jumped up.

“Okay! I’ll go change clothes, wait for me!”

A moment later, Miao Muxue came out wearing a light purple outfit, a silver ribbon tied around her waist, looking valiant and spirited.

The two left the inn one after the other.

Outside the Purple Mist Residence, the place was bustling with people.

Gu Sheng stood among the crowd, looking up at the majestic six-story building.

The Purple Mist Residence was entirely built with Purple Crystal Stone, under the sunlight it shone with a faint purple glow, like a giant slumbering beast lying in the center of Xiaguang City.

Every brick was engraved with intricate runes, emitting a subtle oppressive aura.

“As expected of a workshop directly under the Purple Mist Divine Sect…”

Gu Sheng sighed inwardly.

He looked around, the sea of people extended endlessly.

He roughly estimated there were at least over ten thousand martial artists gathered here, among which the auras above Earth Martial Realm were like stars in the night sky, numbering at least a thousand.

Most of these martial artists wore various fighting outfits, with weapons hanging from their waists or backs. Occasionally, when some elderly figures with deep auras walked by, the surrounding crowd unconsciously made way.

“I heard there’s a token from the Purple Mist Cave Heaven appearing at this auction?”

“Shhh, keep your voice down! How dare you say such things in public?”

“Hehe, anyway I can’t afford it, just here to watch the excitement…”

Fragmented conversations reached Gu Sheng’s ears, and he slightly curved his lips.

Among these people, those truly qualified to participate in the bidding were probably less than one percent, with most coming just to join in the fun or hoping to find a bargain.

“Esteemed guests with entry quotas, please present your Jade Tokens and follow me to the third floor to wait!”

A resounding voice came from the entrance of the Purple Mist Residence.

A middle-aged martial artist in a purple robe stood on the steps, with three golden clouds embroidered on his chest, marking him as an Inner Sect Disciple of the Purple Mist Divine Sect.

Behind him, ten similarly dressed martial artists stood in two rows, maintaining order.

The crowd immediately stirred, with many pushing forward, only to be pushed back by the disciples of the Purple Mist Divine Sect using Qi Force.

Unhurried, Gu Sheng took out the perfectly clear Jade Token from his pocket, under the sunlight, a purple mist seemed to flow within it.

As soon as he took it out, he immediately felt several scorching gazes, some filled with greed.

“Young sir, please follow me.”

A young female martial artist quickly approached Gu Sheng and bowed politely.

The two silver clouds on her purple robe indicated she was an Outer Sect Elite Disciple.

Gu Sheng nodded slightly, following the female martial artist through the crowd.

Wherever they passed, the crowd automatically parted to make way, with many casting envious looks.

Entering the first floor of the Purple Mist Residence, Gu Sheng’s eyes brightened.

The spacious hall was neatly arranged with hundreds of stalls, showcasing an array of spiritual medicine, weapons, and cultivation technique jade scrolls.

The air was filled with a delicate scent of herbs and the metallic tang, with the sound of haggling rising and falling.

“The first floor is an open market, where any martial artist can trade.”

The female martial artist introduced as she walked.

“The second floor is exclusively for Poison Cultivators, with special protection in place.”

She didn’t stop and led Gu Sheng directly to the central spiral staircase.

The stairs were carved from a whole piece of Purple Crystal, with intricate array patterns engraved on each step, giving a peculiar elasticity when stepped on.

At the entrance of the third floor, four guards with powerful auras stood on each side, letting them pass only after the female martial artist showed the token.

Stepping into the third floor hall, Gu Sheng immediately felt a completely different atmosphere.

It was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard, with nearly a hundred purple sandalwood chairs arranged in a fan shape, each separated by about a zhang for privacy.

The ceiling was ten zhang high, designed with open space, allowing those inside to see the fourth floor’s private rooms draped in purple curtains.

“Sir, your seat is in the middle of the third row.”

The female martial artist pointed to a spot.

“The auction will start in a couple of quarters. You can rest here for now. If you need anything, just call a waiter.”

Gu Sheng nodded his thanks as the female martial artist respectfully withdrew.

He walked to his seat slowly, unobtrusively observing his surroundings.

The seated martial artists mostly had restrained auras, but the occasional leaked pressure indicated they were at least in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

The shadows flickering in the fourth-floor private rooms likely belonged to the big shots of Xiaguang City.

As Gu Sheng was about to sit down, a commotion suddenly came from behind him.

“Move aside! Are you blind? How dare you block Young Master Qi’s path?”

With an arrogant shout, a dozen martial artists in matching blue outfits roughly pushed through the crowd.

Leading them was a sinister-looking young man, about twenty-five or six years old, wearing a luxurious golden-threaded purple robe with a gemstone-inlaid long sword at his waist.

Each martial artist following him exuded a sharp aura, all of them Heavenly Martial realm experts.

“That’s Qi Shaoling!”

Someone whispered in surprise.

“Shhh… Keep it down, that’s the City Lord’s only son…”

“I heard his aunt is the Seventh Elder of the Purple Mist Divine Sect…”

Gu Sheng frowned slightly, stepping aside to make way.

Qi Shaoling strode proudly, his gaze arrogantly sweeping over the people present, pausing when he passed Gu Sheng.

“Hmm?”

Qi Shaoling squinted, staring at Gu Sheng.

“A new face, which family are you from?”

Gu Sheng remained expressionless.

“Just a loose cultivator.”

“A loose cultivator?”

Qi Shaoling sneered.

“A loose cultivator sitting in the third row?”

He reached out to grab the Jade Token in Gu Sheng’s hand.

“Let me see if it’s fake!”

At this tense moment, a cold female voice came from behind.