Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1705

Chapter 1705: Chapter 865: This Is Not a Multiple-Choice Question at All (2)

Her skin was as flawless as Bai Yu, fair and smooth, seemingly delicate enough to be easily broken, yet faintly radiating a subtle divine glow. Her expression was serene and peaceful, her lips carrying a barely noticeable, liberatingly gentle smile, as if she were merely asleep, ready to awaken at any moment.

What made Gu Sheng’s heartbeat skip a beat, and his blood flow involuntarily quicken was — this Fate, was completely unadorned!

The body, perfect as an artwork meticulously crafted by the heavens, with every curve flowing smoothly and seductively. The skin was white with a faint, healthy pink hue, full of life force.

Full, perky breasts, a waist slender enough not to fill a grasp, long and straight legs... everything constituted an ultimate temptation.

Her hands naturally overlapped, gently covering the most mysterious spot below her abdomen, her fingers like spring onions, cleverly concealing the final forbidden area, evoking a hint of regret, yet thereby enhancing an enigmatic allure, inspiring an eager desire for exploration and longing.

Gu Sheng was dazed for several breaths, his mind even experiencing a brief blankness.

He was not unaccustomed to seeing beauty, but a presence like Fate, who perfectly merges sacredness, ethereality, and extreme sensuality into one, was indeed unprecedented.

He suddenly bit his tongue, the sharp pain immediately awakening him from that state of distraction.

He forcibly tore his gaze away, no longer looking at that perfect body which could drive any normal man mad, inhaling deeply several times to barely suppress the sudden rush of heat and dryness swelling within him.

"Avoid looking at improper things... She’s an ancient Great Power, the source of Fate Inheritance, not to be desecrated..."

Gu Sheng continuously admonished himself in his heart, relying on his powerful will to restrain himself from glancing again at that breathtaking body, refocusing his attention on the task at hand.

Write.

Gu Sheng forcibly suppressed the chaotic ripples rising in his heart due to that perfect body, his gaze became sharp and resolute again, focusing on the corpse of Fate in the coffin.

He was both amazed by this transcendent beauty and entangled in a slight conflict — if he wanted to obtain the Heavenly Destiny Compass, it seemed he would have to damage this body that seemed asleep, yet carried an invisible allure.

"Such a perfect relic, seemingly imbued with some Daoist Rhythm... Before Fate senior met their demise, was likely a top-tier existence far beyond my imagination. My mind was somewhat affected... Moreover, the corpse of such a being could potentially harbor unknown peculiarities or safeguards..."

To be cautious, he decided not to delay further, lest unforeseen dreams linger.

With a thought, the ancient and majestic Southern Emperor Sword appeared in his hand. The blade shimmered with a faint emperor’s aura, his wrist steady, and the sword edge carefully touched Fate’s skin at the chest that was delicate like Bai Yu.

Just as the tip of the sword was about to exert force to cut, in that instant—

Swish.

A sound, extremely faint and akin to silk being torn, was heard.

Where the blade passed, a small wound appeared on that perfect skin.

However, what made Gu Sheng’s pupils contract was, what seeped from the wound was not coagulated dark blood, but... ruby-like jewels, vibrant with fresh life breath, rose-red Blood Pearls! This corpse was still "bleeding" like a living person!

Just as he was bewildered by this, a voice, without any warning, echoed in his mind, no, directly in the depths of his soul.

That voice was like a nightingale’s song, crisp and melodious, yet carrying an indescribable tenderness and magic power, capable of stirring the deepest primal desires and flames within a person.

"Little rascal... what’s the rush to use force on sister’s body..."

As the voice sounded, Gu Sheng felt his meridians inexplicably tingle, as if an invisible current surged through, his Qi-Blood faintly agitated, reminiscent of the chaotic True Qi assaulting his meridians when cultivating Thunder Element Technique! An unnamed flame seemed quietly ignited by this voice!

"Who?!"

A fierce alarm rang in Gu Sheng’s mind, his figure suddenly retreated dozens of feet like a phantom, while his powerful spiritual power expanded like a tide, tightly covering this entire cosmic relic chamber, scanning every inch of space with meticulous radar-like precision!

However, what made his heart heavy was— no sign of anyone was found!

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