Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1333

Chapter 1333: Chapter 690: Commendable Courage (Part 2)

Ling Xiao took a sharp breath.

"Are there still living people in this city?"

"No living people."

Gu Sheng stood up, a cold gleam in his eyes.

"What there is, is more terrifying than dead people."

Just as he was speaking, a rustling sound came from the distance.

Gu Sheng pulled Ling Xiao into hiding behind a broken wall.

Several figures in grey robes dragged a fresh corpse past, humming a tuneless tune.

"Fresh blood food... the ancestor will surely be pleased..."

Ling Xiao felt a chill over his entire body, transmitting secretly.

"Are these lunatics using people for cultivation?"

Gu Sheng nodded.

"Evil cultivators will do anything to enhance their cultivation. The ruin of this city is probably their doing."

As they continued to sneak around, the closer they got to the city center, the more corpses there were. Some hung from beams being bled, others with their bellies cut open piled in corners.

Ling Xiao forced back the urge to retch, his face growing increasingly pale.

"Scared?"

Gu Sheng smirked mockingly.

"Rubbish!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth.

"I’m just disgusted by these beasts!"

Suddenly, Gu Sheng pressed tightly on Ling Xiao’s shoulder.

"Someone’s coming!"

A dozen grey-robed figures surrounded them from all directions, led by a one-eyed man, with blood-colored runes tattooed on his face.

"Two esteemed guests from afar, why not give us a heads-up?"

The one-eyed man grinned, showing his crooked yellow teeth.

"Our ancestor is most hospitable."

Ling Xiao’s sword had already unsheathed three inches.

"Stop pretending! You evil cultivators harm citizens, today I, Ling Xiao, will carry out justice!"

"Ling Xiao!"

Gu Sheng hissed.

The one-eyed man laughed heartily.

"What a passionate youth! Just as our ancestor needs some essence blood from Earth Palace cultivators for Blood Soul Pill refining..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Sheng suddenly tossed out three talismans. Amid the booming noise, smoke spread.

He grabbed Ling Xiao and dashed towards the west of the city.

"Why run? Let’s just kill them!"

Ling Xiao struggled.

"Fool!"

Gu Sheng rarely adopted a stern tone.

"That one-eyed is already at Early Stage of the Heavenly Palace, and there are at least three more evil cultivators of the same level in the city. If you want to die, don’t drag me along!"

Ling Xiao then fell silent.

The two weaved through ruins, their pursuers drawing closer. Turning a long corner, they suddenly saw a high platform ahead—built of white bones, in the center of the sacrificial altar, an old man with white hair and a blue robe was hunched over a large cauldron, in which scarlet liquid and bits of flesh boiled.

Ling Xiao felt his stomach churn. The cauldron clearly contained cooked human remains!

"Swish, swish—"

Two figures sped like the wind across the wasteland, finally pausing before a broken city.

The city walls had collapsed halfway, the crooked city gates hung precariously, seeming ready to fall at any moment.

The air was thick with a nauseating stench, the ground scattered with white bones, some still clinging to partially decayed flesh.

"This place..."

Ling Xiao wrinkled his nose.

"Smells worse than a cesspool."

Gu Sheng’s gaze was electric, sweeping over the vaguely visible large altar inside the city gate.

"An evil cultivator’s nest."

"You’ve encountered one before, right?"

Ling Xiao leaned in curiously.

"Mm."

Gu Sheng nodded, his eyes carrying a hint of reminiscence.

"When I first left Tianlan Sacred Land, I killed an evil City Lord in Qingsheng City."

Back then, he was just a novice cultivator, a far cry from the present.

Ling Xiao scanned mentally, dismissively curling his lips.

"That old man looks pretty weak."

In the center of the altar, an old man in a blue robe sat cross-legged, surrounded by a blood-colored mist.

After probing, Gu Sheng also discovered that the old man’s aura was comparable to that of the former Qingsheng City Lord.

"Killing him is as easy as flipping a hand."

Gu Sheng said blandly, yet remained secretly on guard all around.

Rustle, rustle—

Dense footsteps suddenly approached from all directions.

Dozens of men with fierce faces charged out of the collapsed houses, swords and knives gleaming coldly in their hands.

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