Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1183 - 615: Certain Death (Part 2)

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Previously on Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World...
Daoist Xiushan desperately stalled the Tianlan Saint Master at the Book Collection Pavilion entrance, granting Gu Sheng precious time to cultivate the Heaven-breaking Fist amid rising external tensions. Despite repeated persuasions, the impatient Saint Master unleashed his pressure and stormed the fifth floor, interrupting Gu Sheng's session. Informed of the challenge from Second Elder disciple Mu Zhiyong, a formidable half-step Earth Palace Realm cultivator, Gu Sheng surged with battle excitement.

Gu Sheng emerged from the Book Collection Pavilion alongside the Tianlan Saint Master and Daoist Xiushan, encircled by numerous disciples from the Tianlan Sacred Land.

The moment Mu Zhiyong laid eyes on Gu Sheng, he bellowed, "So you are Gu Sheng? Hmph, I’ve heard you were quite impressive on the Holy Road. Today, I want to see if you truly possess such great skills. Show us your strength!"

Observing Mu Zhiyong’s arrogant bearing, Gu Sheng retorted coldly, "You? Despite your extended training, your advancement remains disappointingly sluggish."

No one anticipated Gu Sheng’s direct mockery of Mu Zhiyong.

Gongsun Yue, amid the onlookers, couldn’t suppress a burst of laughter upon hearing those words.

"Gu Sheng, if you refuse the challenge today, you’ll never hold your head high in the Holy Land again!" Mu Zhiyong roared fiercely.

Gu Sheng responded nonchalantly, "If it’s a challenge, then bring it on. I fear nothing."

Daoist Xiushan, watching from the side, grew anxious at Gu Sheng’s casual demeanor.

He approached Gu Sheng and murmured a caution, "Gu Sheng, don’t take him lightly. Mu Zhiyong wields exceptional power even in the Half-step Earth Palace Realm. He’s far from ordinary."

Gu Sheng acknowledged with a nod, "Thanks for the warning, Daoist Xiushan. I’ll handle it with full attention."

Gongsun Yue transmitted a secret message to Gu Sheng as well, "Gu Sheng, stay vigilant. Mu Zhiyong employs brutal tactics. Don’t drop your defenses."

Gu Sheng gave a subtle nod, inwardly thrilled.

He had fully comprehended the Heaven-breaking Fist inside the Book Collection Pavilion.

This ferocious and overbearing fist technique had Gu Sheng itching to unleash its might. Mu Zhiyong’s taunt presented a perfect chance from the heavens.

Mu Zhiyong, witnessing Gu Sheng’s unflappable calm, could no longer contain his fury.

He unsheathed the long knife from his waist, unleashing a potent Sword Qi as he advanced. His aura skyrocketed, momentarily surpassing Half-step Earth Palace Realm into the Earth Palace Realm.

"Mu Zhiyong is going all out!"

"That slash could bisect Gu Sheng!"

Gongsun Yue, noticing Mu Zhiyong’s abrupt aura surge, flew into a rage and jabbed a finger at him, yelling, "Mu Zhiyong, you hid your cultivation base—how shameless!"

Mu Zhiyong ignored her completely, his gaze locked solely on Gu Sheng, the Sword Qi on his uplifted long knife intensifying further.

As the tension escalated dangerously, Daoist Xiushan moved to intervene for Gu Sheng.

The instant he shifted, a firm hand clamped onto his shoulder.

Daoist Xiushan glanced back to find the Tianlan Saint Master positioned silently behind him.

The Tianlan Saint Master fixed Daoist Xiushan with an icy stare, gesturing for him to stand down.

Daoist Xiushan tried to shrug off the Tianlan Saint Master’s hold but remained rooted in place. He couldn’t fathom why the Tianlan Saint Master blocked him.

A tremendous pressure radiated from the Bilong Pavilion’s direction.

This oppressive force made breathing difficult for all those gathered.

The Tianlan Saint Master’s face flickered with unease before regaining composure.

He swiftly messaged Mu Zhiyong, "Don’t hold back—kill Gu Sheng outright."

Gu Sheng, of course, detected the pressure; it was the Tianlan Saint Master putting him to the test.

He advanced a step. With that motion, the earth trembled fiercely, fissures racing outward.

The immense physical might in his body erupted then, unleashing a terrifyingly potent aura.

"Sacred Body! That’s the Sacred Body’s aura!" Daoist Xiushan cried out in exhilaration.

Daoist Xiushan’s outburst stunned the entire crowd.

The Sacred Body stands as a mythic physique, its bearers boasting genius-level talent, cultivation paces dwarfing the norm, and horrifying battle prowess.

Not a soul foresaw Gu Sheng harboring a Sacred Body. The Tianlan Saint Master had deemed him a mere regular disciple, unaware of this astonishing hidden truth.

Gu Sheng emitted a deep roar, his aura cresting to its zenith.

He unleashed his right fist, executing the Heaven-breaking Fist.

His strike hurtled forward with irresistible force, crashing into Mu Zhiyong’s Blade Aura.

Mu Zhiyong had no recourse but to meet it head-on, steeling himself.

He slashed vigorously with his long knife, the Sword Qi-laden Blade Aura hurtling at Gu Sheng’s fist.

The Blade Aura crumbled instantly upon clashing with Gu Sheng’s fist.

Gu Sheng’s fist tore through the Blade Aura, slamming squarely into Mu Zhiyong’s chest.

A resounding boom echoed as Mu Zhiyong’s form hurtled backward.

Blood gushed from his mouth; he crashed to the ground, limbs spasming briefly before going limp.

Gu Sheng withdrew his fist and strode calmly to Mu Zhiyong’s position.

With a foot nudge to the body, he verified Mu Zhiyong’s death.

He muttered with a hint of regret, "I figured the Second Elder’s disciple would prove tougher, yet he fell so easily. Should’ve held back my full power."

The spectators, reeling from the abrupt heavenly spectacle, watched two beams of light descend from above.

As the glow faded, the Tianlan Saint Mother and Tianxuan Divine Girl materialized before them.

"Why have the Tianlan Saint Mother and Tianxuan Divine Girl arrived?"

"Indeed, wasn’t the Tianxuan Divine Girl recuperating in the Bilong Pavilion? This is bizarre."

In the throng, the Tianlan Saint Master had foreseen the Saint Mother’s coming.

From the Elder Hall’s direction, several silhouettes soared rapidly, arriving instantly before the Book Collection Pavilion. These were the Holy Land’s elders.

They learned of both the Tianlan Saint Master and Saint Mother at the Book Collection Pavilion and detected trouble, suspecting a grave incident.

The Tianlan Saint Mother arrived with a scowl of fury, evidently provoked by some matter.

At the sight, she froze. Mu Zhiyong sprawled lifeless on the ground, breath long gone.

Gu Sheng stood nearby unscratched, wearing an innocent look.

The Tianxuan Divine Girl advanced, gesturing at Gu Sheng and Mu Zhiyong’s body, then queried the Tianlan Saint Mother curiously, "Saint Mother, what occurred here?"

The Tianlan Saint Mother cleared her throat uncomfortably, her eyes darting between Gu Sheng and Mu Zhiyong before summoning Gongsun Yue, "Gongsun Yue, explain precisely what transpired."

Gongsun Yue, slightly flustered, scanned the group and narrated the sequence. The Tianlan Saint Mother’s brow furrowed deeper as she listened.

Meanwhile, the Tianlan Saint Master addressed Daoist Xiushan, "Daoist Xiushan, did you identify the martial technique Gu Sheng employed with such devastating effect?"

Daoist Xiushan answered, "It was the Heaven-breaking Fist. Nothing less could enable Gu Sheng to cross realms and slay a Core Disciple."

The Tianlan Saint Master muttered, "Heaven-breaking Fist? Impossible. That technique is notoriously hard to master. How did Gu Sheng grasp it in mere days?"

A figure dashed in hurriedly—it was the Second Elder. Spotting Mu Zhiyong’s corpse, he halted abruptly.

The Second Elder rushed to Mu Zhiyong, knelt, and inspected the body meticulously.

He detected no external wounds on Mu Zhiyong, nor had the hidden weapon he provided been deployed.

Glaring at Gu Sheng in rage, he bellowed, "Why slay my disciple? He bore you no grudge—why strike so lethally?"

Gu Sheng answered steadily, "He struck first. I countered with everything I had."

The Second Elder dismissed it, snarling, "You’re merely a Low-level disciple; impossible to kill my Core Disciple fairly. You resorted to foul play!"

The Second Elder’s ire mounted with each word, unleashing a torrent of potent Spiritual Energy.

He lunged at Gu Sheng, fist cocked high, hammering down with fury and vast Spiritual Power.

"Second Elder, stop this!" the Tianlan Saint Mother cried, trying to halt him, but distance prevented her timely intervention.

Gu Sheng attempted evasion yet felt pinned by the Second Elder’s overwhelming Spiritual Power.

Death loomed today. The Second Elder’s strength vastly outmatched his; a solid hit spelled doom.