Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295: Chapter 671: Xuanming Divine Mountain (2)

The elder turned around, his eyes like a deep starry sky, staring directly at the two.

Gu Sheng felt an invisible force sweep over his entire body, as if trying to see through him thoroughly inside and out.

"Master?"

Su Yongchang asked tentatively.

"What do you think?"

The fishing elder didn’t answer immediately but continued probing the two with his Divine Thought.

Ling Xiao’s forehead was covered in cold sweat; he transmitted his thoughts to Gu Sheng.

"Damn, did he discover something?"

Gu Sheng forced himself to stay calm.

"Don’t panic, my secret technique is difficult for even an Elder Level expert to break through, there shouldn’t be a problem."

The fishing elder suddenly let out a surprised "Hmm," his body slightly jolting.

This small reaction made Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao’s hearts jump to their throats.

"Master?"

Su Yongchang also noticed the anomaly, his tone containing confusion.

The fishing elder was silent for a moment, finally speaking slowly, his voice as if coming from ancient times.

"These two little ones... are not simple."

He slowly turned around, Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao’s hearts beating like drums, awaiting the verdict of fate.

The elder’s gaze shifted between them, finally fixing on Gu Sheng.

"You two little ones, come closer."

The elder spoke without turning his head.

Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao exchanged glances and stepped forward slowly.

Gu Sheng could feel the slight sweat on his palms.

"Senior."

Gu Sheng respectfully saluted, while secretly activating the Breath Concealment Technique, suppressing the fluctuation of Spiritual Power within him to an Earth Palace Stage level.

This Cultivation Technique was personally taught by Master Daoist Xiushan, specifically for concealing true Cultivation.

The elder slowly turned, revealing his face to Gu Sheng.

Wrinkles intertwined like dry bark, yet his eyes were bright as stars, seemingly able to penetrate people’s hearts.

When that gaze fell on him, Gu Sheng felt a chill rise from his spine, as if all his secrets were laid bare.

"Solid foundation, condensed Spiritual Power, good, good."

The elder squinted, his gaze sweeping back and forth between them.

"One Earth Palace Stage, one half-step Earth Palace Stage, given your age, quite rare."

Ling Xiao slightly bowed his head, hiding the surprise in his eyes.

They indeed suppressed their Cultivation, but the elder could see through their disguised realm with a glance—his insight was truly terrifying.

Standing to the side, Su Yongchang showed a joyful expression upon hearing this.

"Uncle, I told you these two saplings are good, better than most of our Core Disciples!"

The elder was noncommittal, merely suddenly extending his hand, his bone-thin fingers pointing at Gu Sheng’s brow.

Gu Sheng instinctively wanted to retreat but found himself immobile, an unusual force probing into his meridians, roaming his entire body.

"Hmm?"

The elder frowned.

"The trajectory of Spiritual Power flow within you... is somewhat special."

Gu Sheng’s heart skipped a beat.

The cultivation mental method of the Tianlan Sacred Land and Qinghe Sacred Land had subtle differences, and although he had tried to conceal it, inevitable traces appeared under such close investigation.

"In my youth, I fell off a cliff, fortunately saved by a wandering Daoist who taught me some rudimentary Cultivation Techniques."

Gu Sheng quickly came up with an idea and spoke sincerely.

"Perhaps that’s why it differs from orthodox cultivation methods."

The elder stared at Gu Sheng for a long while, finally retracting his finger.

"Chance encounters are also part of cultivation. However..."

He shifted his tone.

"Compared to that person, you are far behind."

"Uncle is referring to..."

Su Yongchang’s expression became complex.

"Gu Sheng from Tianlan Sacred Land."

When the elder mentioned this name, his eyes bore a deep hatred, his left hand unconsciously stroking his right arm—where an empty sleeve fluttered lightly in the wind.

Gu Sheng’s pupils contracted slightly; he forced himself to stay calm.

Ling Xiao subtly nudged his arm, signaling him to stay composed.

"Gu Sheng?"

Ling Xiao feigned curiosity.

"Is he very powerful?"

"An unparalleled genius through the ages!"

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