Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1674 - 850: In Broad Daylight, Why Do You Block Our Path?

"What is the meaning of this, everyone? Why are you blocking our path in broad daylight?"

His gaze swept over the emblems on their clothing, his heart understanding, but he deliberately questioned.

"Judging by your attire, you must be esteemed disciples of the Purple Mist Divine Sect, correct? I wonder how my master-servant duo has offended your sect?"

The leading captain snorted coldly, his voice like clashing metals.

"Spare the chatter! Recently, the Southern Border has been unstable. All unfamiliar faces must be thoroughly interrogated! State your names and origins! If there’s any falsehood, don’t blame us for being ruthless with our spears!"

Situ Qingfeng snapped his folding fan shut with a "pa," gently tapping the fan’s frame on his palm, his face showing an appropriate amount of arrogance.

"I am Situ Qingfeng, son of Situ Ling, one of the top ten experts of the Southern Border, known as ’Wind Splitting Palm’! Beside me is my attendant, Situ Gu.

What, do I need your Purple Mist Divine Sect’s approval to return to my ancestral home in the Southern Border? Since when has your sect become so tyrannical as to dare to randomly intercept and interrogate people from the Situ Family?"

The armored martial artists turned pale simultaneously upon hearing the name "Situ Ling."

Situ Ling was a renowned Loose Cultivator master within the Southern Border, ranking among the top ten powerhouses. His strength and influence were far beyond what these ordinary Divine Sect disciples could provoke. The captain, especially, had the fierceness vanish from his face instantly, quickly squeezing out a compensatory smile, cupping his fists in apology.

"So it’s Young Master Situ! My apologies! We were blind to the mountain of Tai, rudely offended the young master, please forgive us and don’t hold it against us."

He quickly explained, his tone much more respectful.

"It’s truly because the Southern Border has been tumultuous lately, with significant events occurring, and the Divine Sect has ordered martial law, requiring strict inspection of all unfamiliar faces. It wasn’t meant to make things difficult for Young Master Situ. Please, go on through!"

Saying this, he hurriedly waved to let his team members clear the path, his attitude humble.

Only then did Situ Qingfeng let out a satisfied hum, shaking his folding fan with the air of a noble young master, swaggering into Xiaguang City with Gu Sheng, who remained deferential and obedient like a true servant.

After entering the city smoothly and crossing several bustling streets, the arrogant expression on Situ Qingfeng’s face faded away. He leaned over to Gu Sheng, lowered his voice, and asked with a puzzled look.

"Gu, aren’t we hurrying to find that Golden-winged Roc relic? Why take a detour to this Xiaguang City? This place is still quite far from where the Secret Realm is located, and it doesn’t seem to be on our main route either."

Gu Sheng glanced serenely at the buildings and pedestrians on both sides of the street, responding through sound transmission.

"Senior Xia’s actions in that unnamed small town were too ostentatious, wiping out tens of thousands of the Seventy-two Divine Sects’ elite. This definitely alarmed the higher-ups of the Divine Sect.

They’re not fools. A bit of investigation, and they could surmise that our purpose in heading south is likely related to the recent rumors about the emergence of the Golden-winged Roc relic. If we continued with the original plan, heading straight for the Secret Realm’s area, we might be surrounded and ambushed before even reaching the place, trapped by their waiting pursuit."

He paused, continuing to explain.

"So, we need a plausible and unsuspecting identity and reason to appear in the Southern Border, especially in a place seemingly unrelated to the Secret Realm.

In this Xiaguang City, I have an old acquaintance who might be able to provide us with such a cover."

"An old acquaintance?"

Situ Qingfeng pondered.

"Anyone able to establish a foothold in this core city under Purple Mist Divine Sect’s control isn’t likely to be an ordinary person, right?"

Gu Sheng nodded, his tone even.

"Indeed, someone from the Southern Prince Mansion."

"Southern Prince Mansion?!"

Situ Qingfeng was taken aback, frowning at the words.

"Gu, you may not know. The Southern Prince... met with an unexpected demise several months ago! Nowadays, the Southern Prince Mansion is like a tree fallen with scattered monkeys, its power greatly diminished, relentlessly attacked and encroached upon by other prince mansions and sects in the Southern Border. Their former glory is long gone.

Even if you know people from the mansion, they might be struggling themselves now, lacking the capability and unwilling to lend aid."

Gu Sheng did not pause his steps, continuing forward calmly, yet his words hit Situ Qingfeng like a thunderbolt, freezing him in place.

"I know."

Gu Sheng’s voice was without a ripple.

"I was the one who killed the Southern Prince."

"Wha... what?! You killed him?!"

Situ Qingfeng whipped his head around, eyes wide in disbelief, his voice altered by extreme shock.

"The Southern Prince... he was a genuine King Realm master! Though reportedly a recent entrant to the King Realm, still a true King Realm! Gu, what was your cultivation at the time? How could you possibly..."

He couldn’t fathom how Gu Sheng managed to defeat and kill a King Realm master from a weaker standpoint! This completely overturned his understanding!

Gu Sheng glanced at him, his eyes deep, but without an intent to elaborate, he simply said faintly.

"I used some special means to kill him. There’s no need to discuss this further."

Situ Qingfeng looked at Gu Sheng’s calm and unruffled face but inside, turmoil surged violently.

He realized his understanding of this friend seemed vastly insufficient. To cross realms and slay a King Realm... it’s an almost mythical achievement!

He managed to suppress the shock in his heart with difficulty, then thought of another question, more confused.

"But... Gu, since you killed the Southern Prince, there’s a deep-seated enmity with the Southern Prince Mansion! To now seek help from them— isn’t that walking into the lion’s den?"