Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1467

Chapter 1467: Chapter 756: Different Paths_2

"Why not try another approach."

Gu Sheng put down the teacup.

"As for the Prince following me, should there be any doubts in cultivation, I will provide guidance. Regarding the Daoist rhythm on this sword scar, it is sufficient for the Prince to contemplate for half a month."

Nangong Tiance’s eyes shone brightly.

He had been stuck at the early stage of the Earth King Realm for nearly ten years. If he could comprehend this sword scar...

"Very well!"

The Southern Prince suddenly stood up, clasped his hands, and bowed.

"Nangong Tiance, willing to serve Mr. Gu!"

This bow shocked everyone in the hall.

Nangong Yingying’s red lips parted slightly as she looked incredulously at her always proud father.

Gu Sheng nodded with satisfaction, took a green jade talisman from his sleeve and tossed it to Nangong Tiance.

"This can be used to contact me at any time. The Daoist rhythm of the sword scar can only last for half a month. How much you can comprehend depends on your own creation."

"Are you leaving, sir?"

Nangong Tiance took the jade talisman, sharply sensing something.

"Indeed."

Gu Sheng stood up and brushed his sleeve.

"I plan to leave the city for the Southern Border, over at the Sun King Mansion..."

"No worries, sir!"

Nangong Tiance’s eyes flashed coldly.

"If Tang Muzhi dares to obstruct, I will personally meet him!"

Gu Sheng chuckled.

"There’s no need for a major conflict. Just send two people to escort me out of the city."

Moments later, Nangong Yingying and Nangong Baye stood before Gu Sheng, looking complicated.

Especially Nangong Baye, who had been slammed into the wall by Gu Sheng’s sword three days ago, now had to escort him.

"Mr. Gu."

Nangong Yingying gracefully saluted.

"Father ordered us to escort you to the Southern Border."

Gu Sheng’s gaze lingered on Nangong Yingying for a moment.

She wore white clothes, with a slender sword hanging at her waist, her demeanor cold as frost.

He remembered that three days ago, when he stormed the Prince Mansion, she was the first to react and set up a formation to stop him.

"Thank you, Commandery Princess."

Gu Sheng nodded slightly and then looked at Nangong Baye.

"Are the injuries of the Princely Heir fine?"

Nangong Baye’s face stiffened, and he said gruffly.

"Thank you for your concern, sir."

As the three left the Prince Mansion, the sunset cast its last rays on the vermillion gate.

Gu Sheng looked back at the grand mansion, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, on Sun City’s wall.

Tang Qingyun punched the wall parapet, causing the green stones to crack with multiple seams.

"Father, is he just going to walk away? That brat is carrying..."

"Shut up!"

Tang Muzhi rebuked coldly, waved his sleeve and set up a soundproofing barrier.

"Do you think Nangong Tiance is a pushover? That old fox just broke through to the Earth King Realm, and is eager to establish his might!"

"But the legacy on Gu Sheng..."

Tang Qingyun gritted his teeth unwillingly.

Tang Muzhi squinted towards the distance where the three figures had turned into black dots.

"What’s the rush? The people from the Southern Prince Mansion won’t always be with him."

Tang Qingyun paused, then suddenly understood.

"Father means..."

"The Southern Border has been quite unrest lately."

Tang Muzhi smiled coldly.

"If someone hears that a young man carrying Ancient legacy roams alone there..."

"I understand!"

Malice flashed in Tang Qingyun’s eyes.

"I will make the arrangements!"

After Tang Qingyun left, Tang Muzhi stood alone on the city wall, fingers unconsciously rubbing the jade pendant at his waist.

The scene of Gu Sheng breaking the Prince Mansion’s formation with a single sword three days ago replayed in his mind.

"A casual sword able to leave a Daoist rhythm for Earth King Realm experts to comprehend..."

Tang Muzhi murmured to himself.

"Just what is this young man’s background?"

He suddenly recalled a rumor... Three hundred years ago, a Sword Cultivator of Great Power opened the heavenly gate with a single sword and left thirty-six legacies in the mortal world before ascending.

Could it be...

"No way!"

Killing intent surged in Tang Muzhi’s eyes.

"Since we’ve already become enemies, this child must die!"

Above the clouds, three streams of light pierced through the sky.

Nangong Yingying was flying with sword control, her white clothes fluttering like an Immortal.

She stole a glance at Gu Sheng beside her, noticing he was walking through the air without relying on any magical artifact.

"Sir does not use magic artifacts?"

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