Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1681 - 853: Seems They’re All Third Layer Heaven_2

Clearly, even with the absolute advantage in numbers and strength, the initiative in this dialogue is firmly controlled by the other party.

This feeling makes her very uncomfortable, yet she is helpless.

She takes a deep breath, forcing down the surge of emotions within, knowing that in terms of momentum and psychology, she has already fallen behind.

She no longer probes, directly cuts to the point, her tone returning to its former coldness.

"Fine, you win. I thought it over last night and decided to cooperate with you."

"I will utilize all my resources and influence within the Purple Mist Divine Sect to arrange a reasonable and unnoticeable identity for you, and find a way to safely send you into the Secret Realm you want to visit."

Nangong Yuexia looks at Gu Sheng and presents her terms.

"And my requirement is—you must help me take over the entire Purple Mist Divine Sect! Not just a titular elder position, but real control!"

Gu Sheng hears this, his face shows no surprise, as if he already anticipated it.

His deep gaze scrutinizes Nangong Yuexia for a moment, seeming to see through her ambition and determination.

"The conditions are reasonable, fitting my plan."

Gu Sheng nods, directly agreeing.

"I can promise that once I return to East Desolation, I will have people send over a batch of resources, including Elixir Pills, Cultivation Techniques, and some...’information’ that you might find useful. Enough for you to quickly cultivate confidants, attract allies, and strike against dissenters."

He changes his tone, carrying a transcendent calmness.

"However, how you utilize these resources, how you seize power within the Purple Mist Divine Sect, and finally climb to the top—this is up to you. I will not, nor can I, handle everything for you. Whether you seize the opportunity depends on your ability."

Nangong Yuexia remains silent for a moment.

This answer, although expected, brings her a bit of pressure. Gu Sheng provides support, not complete coverage; success ultimately depends on her.

She raises her head, her gaze complex as she looks at Gu Sheng.

"Back then, under my foster father’s orders, I infiltrated the Purple Mist Divine Sect, spending decades barely climbing to my current position. During this time, the assistance from the Southern Prince Mansion was actually extremely limited.

I don’t understand how you can be sure that the ’support’ you provide will be more effective than when I relied on the Southern Prince Mansion. Can it help me achieve what my foster father may not have helped me achieve during his lifetime?"

Gu Sheng hears this, a subtle curve appears at the corner of his mouth, with an almost imperceptible disdain in his smile.

"Just because the Southern Prince Mansion couldn’t, doesn’t mean I, Gu Sheng, can’t."

His tone is calm but carries an immense confidence.

"Just like back then, Nangong Tiance, Southern Emperor City, and your foster father probably never thought I could escape from the Heaven and Earth Net they set up with Mu Xue, and... manage to live well, even gaining the ability to slay the Southern Prince."

These words hit Nangong Yuexia’s heart like a heavy hammer.

She falls silent again, this time for a long while.

Indeed, what has this young man in front of her done that seemed impossible? From his sudden emergence to stirring up Southern Emperor City’s storms, to killing the Southern Prince, now deeply penetrating the Southern Border while surrounded by herself and thirteen Sect Realm Death Soldiers with an unruffled demeanor... His life is full of mysteries and miracles.

Finally, Nangong Yuexia exhales deeply, as if unloading a certain burden, she looks at Gu Sheng, her gaze with less suspicion, more realism, and... a faint trace of awe.

"I admit, you truly possess talent and courage beyond reach for ordinary people."

Nangong Yuexia says slowly.

"However, Gu Sheng, you must understand that for the Purple Mist Divine Sect to be ranked among the Seventy-two Divine Sects, it is by no means easy opponents. The sect is full of masters, with a Venerable Realm ancestor overseeing it. To overthrow it, to control it, relying only on the resources you promised and my existing power is far from enough."

Her eyes intensely fixate on Gu Sheng, asking the most critical question.

"I want to know, who exactly stands behind you? Which Holy Land? Or which reclusive supreme? I need to know what kind of force I am about to cooperate with."

Faced with Nangong Yuexia’s question that directly points to the core, Gu Sheng suddenly laughs.

That smile is faint but carries an absolute confidence and majesty that looks down upon the world and humanity.

He slowly raises his eyes, his gaze like two tangible electric beams, directly meeting Nangong Yuexia’s eyes, his voice calm, yet like thunder, exploding in the hearts of everyone in the courtyard.

"My actions, Gu Sheng’s actions, have only ever supported others; why would I need someone behind me to support me?"

"If forced to say who’s behind me..."

His voice halts slightly, then decisively and with undeniable conviction.

"It is myself!"

"I am my own backing!"

At the moment his words fell, an indescribable, seemingly innate imperial aura, like a waking giant dragon, erupted from Gu Sheng’s seemingly thin body!

Although it was just a fleeting moment, in that instant, in the perception of Nangong Yuexia and those thirteen Death Soldiers, Gu Sheng’s image seemed to suddenly become incomparably tall, majestic, as if stepping on mountains and rivers, overlooking the world like an ultimate emperor! That was a nobility and majesty from the soul origin, beyond any disguise or cultivation technique simulation!

Nangong Yuexia’s delicate body trembles, her beautiful eyes widen, staring blankly at Gu Sheng who withdrew his aura and returned to his usual unremarkable self, her heart surging with towering waves, unable to calm down for a long time.

She clearly knows, that aura just now... was not fake!

Nangong Yuexia looks at Gu Sheng, though her heart is shaken by that amazing aura earlier, reason quickly takes over.

She lightly shakes her head, her beautiful eyes carrying scrutiny and slight disdain.

"Gu Sheng, I admit your momentum just now was astonishing; perhaps you truly possess some kind of special bloodline or inheritance. But... relying solely on momentum cannot make me, nor the brothers behind me who climbed out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, wholeheartedly convinced."

She pauses, her tone becoming sharp.

"In the end, you are merely in the Heavenly Martial Realm. Even though you previously had achievements of defeating Sect Realm experts in Southern Border, which I have closely followed.

Such power surely comes at a great cost and cannot be used indefinitely, at most as a trump card to determine victory once or twice. And here..."

Her gaze sweeps over the thirteen stalwart prince mansion Martial Artists behind her, her voice full of confidence.

"Even without considering the Purple Mist Divine Sect, solely relying on these genuine elites left by my foster father, their combined battle array is enough to make any late-stage Sect Realm expert leave regretfully! Do you think you can leave this courtyard safely?"

Gu Sheng’s expression remains calm, as if not hearing the threat in her words, instead feigning curiosity as he counter-queries.

"Oh? Elder Yue Xia’s meaning is?"

Nangong Yuexia sees his demeanor, an inexplicable bit of irritation rising in her heart, speaking candidly.

My meaning is simple! Cooperation needs to be based on relatively equal strength! If you can’t even protect yourself under my brothers’ hands, and still need to use that survival trump card possibly available only once or twice, then the so-called cooperation, the so-called support in taking control of the Purple Mist Divine Sect, is nothing but illusion, a castle in the air!

I, Nangong Yuexia, will not bet my life fortune on someone who speaks empty words and cannot protect himself!

Gu Sheng hears this, and instead of being angry, he lightly nods, as if he had already anticipated.

"It seems that only words truly fail to convince you."

His tone is calm, with a hint of understanding.

"In that case, let’s see the truth under our hands."

His gaze peacefully sweeps over the thirteen prince mansion Martial Artists with condensed aura, finally returning to Nangong Yuexia, saying a line that makes everyone’s pupils shrink.

"All of you, come at me together."

All together?!

Everyone is stunned, including Nangong Yuexia.