Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1330

Chapter 1330: Chapter 689: Shut Up

"Elder Yong’an, return quickly! The Heavenly Fire Red Lotus Pearl at Golden Crow Mountain has been stolen, and suspicion points to your disciple Gu Sheng! The Second Elder orders you to return within half a day, or be deemed as a traitor!"

"What?!"

Daoist Yong’an was struck as if by lightning, and the longsword in his hand let out a mournful buzz.

"Gu Sheng... how dare you..."

Uncontrolled explosive Sword Qi annihilated a thousand-meter radius of forest into flat ground.

Daoist Yong’an’s face turned like iron, and he transformed into a sword rainbow, rushing straight toward Qinghe Holy Land.

Meanwhile, in another direction.

Luomu Taoist was traveling through the clouds with his disciple Hong Yun.

Suddenly, the Sound Transmission Talisman in his sleeve vibrated. After hearing its contents, this elder with a sinister complexion displayed a bizarre smile.

"Master?"

Hong Yun asked in confusion.

"Have you found that traitor Gu Sheng?"

Luomu Taoist put away the Sound Transmission Talisman and laughed darkly.

"It’s far more interesting than that. Come, let’s return to the Holy Land; I’ll take you to see a good show."

...

Qinghe Holy Land, Golden Crow Peak.

Luomu Taoist stood in the center of the Grand Hall, his azure Daoist robe fluttering without wind.

He glanced at the twelve Dragon Jade Pillars inside the hall, each inscribed with the achievements of the Holy Masters of Qinghe Holy Land, but now they seemed to be silently mocking their incompetence.

"Everyone."

Luomu Taoist’s voice rang like clashing metals.

"That thief managed to steal the Heavenly Fire Red Lotus Pearl right under our noses, it’s not a coincidence."

The Second Elder Xuanmingzi sat on a sandalwood chair, rhythmically tapping the armrest with his fingers.

Behind him stood eight law enforcement elders, each with the unique Mystic Ice Token of Qinghe Holy Land at their waists.

"Brother Luomu."

Xuanmingzi squinted.

"Are you certain that brat is Gu Sheng from Tianlan Sacred Land?"

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the hall.

Daoist Yong’an stormed into the grand hall, his Daoist robe trailing with the unique crimson ashes of Golden Crow Mountain.

"Luomu!"

Daoist Yong’an’s beard and hair bristled.

"What rumors are you spreading again?"

Luomu Taoist sneered coldly, and a blue light shot out from his sleeve.

In the air, the light expanded, revealing an image of Gu Sheng cultivating deep within Golden Crow Mountain—a youth holding a sword single-handedly, the sword’s edge directing even the lava to split.

"Brother Yong’an, take a good look."

Luomu Taoist’s fingertip pointed to Gu Sheng’s sword in the image.

"This Sword Qi fluctuation is identical to that of the Supreme Treasure Sword unearthed at Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge."

Xuanmingzi abruptly stood up, his chair scraping sharply against the floor.

"Yong’an! Why did you obstruct Luomu’s pursuit that day?"

Daoist Yong’an’s face drastically changed.

Of course, he remembered the young man named "Qing Feng" — an ordinary-looking person with exceptionally bright eyes. At that time, the boy claimed to be a loose cultivator and wished to use Golden Crow Mountain’s Earth Fire to refine a magic artifact...

"Impossible!"

Daoist Yong’an suddenly shouted.

"His bone age is but twenty, how could he be in the Heavenly Palace Realm? Unless..."

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