Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383: Chapter 715: Never Seen Before (Part 2)

Shen Qingyun moved too fast, they didn’t even see how he moved!

"Now, listen carefully."

Shen Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, speaking softly yet everyone heard him clearly.

"I want you to do one thing—find Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng, take their heads and bring them to me."

Seeing the crowd hesitating, he continued.

"Complete the mission, and I might spare your lives. Otherwise..."

He pointed to the three corpses on the ground.

"That’s the outcome."

A bold Martial Artist gathered his courage and asked.

"Shen...Senior Shen, it’s said that Gu Sheng is also in the Heavenly Martial Realm, how can we possibly be his match?"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"He is now suppressed to the Spirit Martial Realm like me. You have so many people, do you still fear him alone?"

Pausing for a moment, he added.

"Remember, I only want results. As for the means you use, I don’t care."

People glanced at each other, finally under Shen Qingyun’s cold stare, they lowered their heads and agreed.

"Go, don’t make me wait too long."

Shen Qingyun waved his hand, like driving away a swarm of ants.

After the crowd dispersed, Shen Qingyun took out a blood-colored Jade Scroll from his robe and murmured.

"Situ Qingfeng, you’ve hidden well, but you can’t escape my eyes. This Secret Realm will be your burial place."

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng had arrived at a canyon. The Innate Spirit Embryo’s sensing grew stronger, indicating the Treasure was deep within the canyon.

"Hmm?"

Gu Sheng suddenly stopped, sharply perceiving the sounds of fighting ahead.

He restrained his aura and approached quietly.

In the canyon, two Xuanwu Realm martial artists were battling fiercely, between them a Lingzhi glowing in three colors grew on the ground.

"Old Ghost Li, I discovered this Three-color Ganoderma first!"

Roared a man with a brutish face.

"Nonsense! I clearly arrived here first!"

The other lean old man responded viciously, his hand suddenly shifted a short blade glowing green across the brute’s arm.

"Ah!"

The brute screamed, the wound quickly blackened, staggering a few steps before crashing down, breathless in an instant.

"Humph, overestimating your abilities."

The old man smugly retracted the short blade, bending down to pick the Lingzhi when suddenly he felt a chill behind him.

A sharp Sword Qi silently and effortlessly sliced through, the old man’s head flew high, his face still frozen in smugness.

Gu Sheng stepped out from the shadows, sheathing the Broken Wind Ancient Sword.

"The Poison Blade’s treachery, deserved death."

He commented blandly, picking up the Three-color Ganoderma.

Continuing on his journey, Gu Sheng encountered several waves of Treasure hunters. He either avoided them in advance or dealt with them with thunderous means. As he ventured deeper into the Secret Realm, he found the surrounding plants growing denser, the luminescence growing brighter, illuminating the Secret Realm like a dreamscape.

"Master, danger ahead."

Warned the Innate Spirit Embryo suddenly.

Gu Sheng immediately halted, noticing the ground ahead seeming normal but upon closer inspection, it showed subtle fluctuations in Spiritual Power.

"A trap?"

He squinted, picking up a Stone from the ground and infusing it with True Qi, then tossed it ahead.

The moment the Stone hit the ground, the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep pit filled with spikes at the bottom, with a bubbling dark green liquid.

"A toxic mire trap... looks like someone arrived before us."

Gu Sheng skirted the trap, advancing more cautiously.

Elsewhere, Shen Qingyun led a group of forcibly subdued Martial Artists trekking through a swampy area. Suddenly, he signaled the group to halt.

"Senior Shen, what’s wrong?"

A Martial Artist asked cautiously.

Shen Qingyun did not respond but suddenly struck the swamp on the left with a palm. As the Palm Wind swept through, several figures fell clumsily from their disguises.

"Trying to ambush me?"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"You’re still too green."

The few Loose Cultivators, realizing their exposure, turned to flee, but were surrounded by Shen Qingyun’s subordinates.

"Spare us! We were just..."

"Senior Shen, please have mercy!"

Before the pleas finished, Shen Qingyun already signaled.

"Throw them into the toxic mire."

Amidst screams, several Loose Cultivators were ruthlessly pushed into the marsh, quickly corroded by the poison until only white bones remained.

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