Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1310

Chapter 1310: Chapter 679: Shrewd

"Don’t stir up trouble for nothing, let’s go around."

"We’re already here, let’s take a look!"

Without giving him a choice, Ling Xiao grabbed Gu Sheng by the arm and dragged him toward the crowd.

"Might turn out to be something good!"

Gu Sheng was helpless and could only let himself be pulled and squeezed into the crowd.

The surrounding Disciples were all discussing in low voices, their faces full of excitement.

"I heard the Holy Daughter is going to pass by here!"

"Really? Senior Sister Su hasn’t appeared on Xuanming Divine Mountain for half a year!"

"They say she’s here this time to look for some kind of Spiritual Medicine..."

When Gu Sheng heard the words Holy Daughter, his heart suddenly gave a violent thump.

He instinctively wanted to retreat, but the packed crowd blocked his way.

Just then, the crowd suddenly fell silent. In the distance, a white figure walked over at an unhurried pace.

It was a woman, dressed in snow-white robes, her black hair like a waterfall, simply pinned up with a single Jade hairpin.

Her brows and eyes were as if painted, yet she carried a kind of aloof chill that brooked no profanation, like a Nine Heavens Profound Lady descending to the mortal world, untouched by worldly dust.

"Senior Sister Su!"

"Holy Daughter!"

The surrounding Disciples all bowed, their eyes filled with admiration.

Gu Sheng, however, was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place.

He recognized that face—Su Muxue, Holy Daughter of Qinghe Holy Land, the woman he had met once on the Northern Territory wasteland three years ago.

"I’m done for..."

Gu Sheng cried out inwardly that things were bad, instinctively lowering his head, hoping not to be recognized.

Ling Xiao was also stunned, muttering to himself.

"So this is the Holy Daughter of Qinghe Holy Land? She really lives up to her name..."

Su Muxue walked forward at a measured pace, and wherever she passed, the Disciples automatically opened up a path.

Her gaze did not waver to either side, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Just as Gu Sheng was secretly rejoicing, Su Muxue suddenly stopped in front of him.

Time seemed to freeze.

Gu Sheng could feel a cold, clear gaze fall on him, making the hair on his back stand on end.

"Junior Brother, have we met before?"

Su Muxue spoke, her voice like clear spring striking stone, pleasant yet carrying a sense of distance.

Gu Sheng’s heart lurched violently, but he forced himself to raise his head calmly, squeezing out a smile.

"Holy Daughter must have mistaken me for someone else. I am but an ordinary Disciple, how could I possibly have had the fortune to know the Holy Daughter?"

All eyes focused on Gu Sheng, some surprised, some jealous, but mostly puzzled.

Why would the lofty Holy Daughter take the initiative to speak to an obscure, nameless Disciple?

Su Muxue’s brows knit slightly, those eyes that seemed able to see through the human heart staring straight at Gu Sheng.

"What is your name?"

Gu Sheng’s heart was pounding like a drum, his mind racing for a countermeasure.

He couldn’t give his real name, but if he made one up on the spot, he feared it would give him away.

"I am... Qing Feng."

"Qing Feng..."

Su Muxue repeated softly, as if searching her memory for this name.

Gu Sheng could feel his palms already slick with sweat, but he didn’t dare show the slightest abnormality.

"Does the Holy Daughter have any instruction?"

He spoke again, trying to break this suffocating silence.

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