Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1186 - 617: Still Alive

Gongsun Yue frantically shook her hands in refusal, exclaiming, "No, no, I’m just curious."

Departing from the Water Spirit Pavilion, Gu Sheng followed the meandering, zigzag mountain trail. Clouds and mist swirled around him everywhere, punctuated now and then by faint bird cries.

Midway through his journey, he bumped into Daoist Xiushan coming straight toward him.

With a smile, Daoist Xiushan announced, "Gu Sheng, the Holy Master allows you to train at Divine Wind Thunder Mountain for half a month. I’ll escort you there."

Gu Sheng replied, "Thank you, Daoist Xiushan, but I want to see my master and sister at Tianshan Residence first. It’s been ages, and I miss them a lot."

Daoist Xiushan nodded, responding, "Fine, go on ahead, I’ll stay right here waiting for you."

Gu Sheng expressed his thanks, saying, "Then I’ll have to bother Daoist Xiushan," before dashing off swiftly toward Tianshan Residence.

Rushing nonstop, Gu Sheng reached Tianshan Residence.

The instant he entered Tianshan Residence’s grounds, he eagerly probed for his sister’s aura. He soon detected that familiar presence, yet it sent a chill through his heart. Her aura felt feeble and disordered, like she was suffering excruciating agony.

Tracking the aura’s source, Gu Sheng hastened to the door of his sister’s chamber.

He softly nudged the door ajar and beheld his sister seated on the bed in meditation. Her frame shuddered without cease, her face had darkened, and thick black blood oozed from her seven orifices.

"Yu’er!" bellowed Gu Sheng as he lunged to the bedside. With shaking hands, he tenderly cradled her face, brushing away the blood that kept streaming out.

"Yu’er, what happened? Wake up, your brother’s here!"

Gu Yu labored to lift her eyelids. Spotting her brother’s well-known face, delight flickered across her features, but agony swiftly overtook her once more. Struggling, she parted her lips and whispered one word, "Pain."

Gu Sheng swallowed his surging sorrow and channeled Spiritual Power into her body, meticulously inspecting her state.

Moments later, his gaze turned icy, a frosty gleam flashed, and in a deep, venomous tone he growled: "This isn’t a cultivation deviation, it’s poison! Who had the gall to poison Yu’er so cruelly!"

Knowing urgency was key, Gu Sheng promptly sat cross-legged beside the bed and invoked the Nine Revolutions of Heaven and Earth Technique.

As he chanted the incantation, a mighty suction force burst from his form, rushing toward the poisons ravaging Gu Yu’s body.

Gritting his teeth, beads of sweat cascaded down his brow. In his mind burned a single resolve: "Yu’er, brother will rescue you, whatever the cost!"

Bit by bit, the poisons transferred into Gu Sheng’s body; Gu Yu’s face appeared to lighten somewhat, though Gu Sheng knew full well these toxins were far more vicious than anticipated.

Each strand of poison invading him felt like myriad tiny needles piercing, delivering searing torment. Still, he faltered not, ramping up his Spiritual Power output to staunchly combat the toxins’ assault.

"Brother..." Gu Yu whimpered in torment, her voice fading thinner, until her eyes shut and she fell unconscious.

Gazing at his sister, Gu Sheng’s heart ached fiercely. He caressed her hair with utmost gentleness, yet in his depths, furious flames of rage blazed.

Silently he swore, "Yu’er, rest easy. After brother heals you, whoever poisoned you will suffer a thousandfold!"

That quarter-hour dragged on endlessly. Gu Sheng at last drew every toxin from his sister’s body into his own.

Tenderly laying her down and tucking her under the quilt, he settled by the bed to purge the poison via his cultivation.

Closing his eyes, Gu Sheng circulated his Spiritual Power to drive the toxins out. Yet right away, he sensed something amiss.

Inside him, the toxins latched onto his organs and pulsed steadily toward his heart.

The harder he cultivated, the firmer their grip grew, amplifying the agony.

"This poison... it’s off!" Cold sweat soaked Gu Sheng’s back. He remembered an ancient record of a toxin aimed at Body Refiners—the mightier the physique, the deadlier its effect.

Dread flooded his heart. Had this poison been laid as a snare just for him?

Braving the fierce pain, Gu Sheng persisted in cultivation to eject the poison. But despite his utmost efforts, the toxins refused to budge, burrowing deeper instead, while heart-wrenching torment nearly stopped his breath. His complexion paled further, his body began quaking.

"This can’t go on, it’s no fix." Alone like this, he couldn’t purge them. Thoughts turned to his clan’s elders; maybe they could help.

Forcing himself upright, Gu Sheng lurched unsteadily toward the door.

He hadn’t made it when a stabbing agony erupted from his heart, darkness clouded his sight, and he toppled forward helplessly.

After what seemed an eternity, Gu Sheng regained consciousness. A crimson haze filled his vision. Reflexively, he wiped his face, discovering it smeared with blood. Blood poured nonstop from his seven orifices, rendering his state far more horrific than his sister’s had been.

"Second Elder... it has to be you!" Gu Sheng pieced together the plot.

The Second Elder harbored deep grudge against him and his sister. Aware he’d rush to her aid, he’d slipped this eerie poison into her as bait to drag him in and seal his doom.

"Ah!" Gu Sheng let out a furious howl. Desperately, he triggered his mental technique to purge the toxins. But now fused with his flesh, they defied separation, hastening even faster toward his heart.

From beyond the door, a man’s shrill laughter echoed, brimming with scorn and delight.