Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1753: Completely Shattered (Part 2)

Chapter 1753: Chapter 889: Completely Shattered (Part 2)

This Soul Power doesn’t invade, but closely monitors any slight fluctuations in Gu Sheng’s Sea of Consciousness, including emotions, thoughts, and even the most instinctive reactions!

“Now, look into my eyes and repeat what you just said.”

Juque’s voice carries irrefutable authority, as if the interrogation by the Heavenly Dao.

Gu Sheng inwardly scoffs, but his face remains calm, and his gaze does not waver.

He raises his eyes, openly meeting Juque’s sharp gaze, and clearly repeats each word.

“Junior Gu Sheng, before today, I’ve never heard of the name ‘Fate’. The recent True Demon’s arrival and sudden annihilation shocked me, and I know nothing about it.”

Deep in his Sea of Consciousness, the Heavenly Destiny Star Disc sealed by layers of Soul Power remains still, while his emotions and thoughts, under the control of a past Emperor Realm mentality, are like a deep ancient well, without causing any ripple.

The Soul Power formed by Juque’s Sword Intent circled and probed the edges of Gu Sheng’s Sea of Consciousness for several breaths but ultimately found nothing.

He clearly “saw” that when Gu Sheng spoke, his Sea of Consciousness was eerily calm, with no soul ripples or emotional fluctuations expected from lying.

Juque’s brow furrowed tighter, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes as he began to question.

‘Could it be… I was overthinking? That Fate’s appearance has nothing to do with him? Just a coincidence?’

Within the Quiet Room, the air seemed frozen.

Juque’s substantial sword-sharp Soul Power circled the outer edges of Gu Sheng’s calm Sea of Consciousness for several breaths, yet did not capture any abnormal fluctuation.

Gu Sheng’s answer was firm, his gaze transparent and serene, his Sea of Consciousness as tranquil as the deepest cold pool.

A hint of nearly imperceptible doubt flashed in Juque’s deep eyes as he stared at Gu Sheng, attempting to find even the smallest flaw on this young but excessively calm face.

However, he was disappointed.

After a long while, Juque’s unparalleled Sword Intent slowly retracted, and the Soul Power enveloping the outskirts of Gu Sheng’s Sea of Consciousness receded like a tide.

He gave Gu Sheng a deep look, no longer dwelling on the matter of Fate, as if the severe interrogation earlier never happened.

“I was somewhat impatient.”

Juque’s tone returned to its previous calmness, gently flicking a copper-colored glow towards Gu Sheng.

“Using Soul Power to probe your Sea of Consciousness was somewhat presumptuous of me. Consider this as an apology.”

Gu Sheng reached out to catch it; it was a small bronze sword, about three inches long, with archaic design, covered entirely with intricate mysterious sword patterns.

The sword was slightly heavy in hand, cool to the touch, seemingly containing some unique rhythm. Simply holding it made his True Qi faintly resonate with it, clarifying his insights into Sword Dao.

“This was obtained by me in my early travels at an Ancient Sword Cultivator relic site. It is not a weapon for slaughtering but is a Sword Dao insight crystallized left by an Ancient Sword Saint.”

Juque calmly explained.

“Since you have embarked on the path of Fusion Dao and have solid foundations, you can use this item to help you attain at least seventh-grade Sword Intent more quickly upon reaching King Realm. Contemplate well; do not squander this opportunity.”

This gift was not insignificant! The Sword Dao insight crystallized by a Sword Saint’s is beyond measure with Spirit Stone and is a Supreme Treasure for any martial artist aspiring to Sword Dao!

Gu Sheng understood this was both an apology and perhaps carried a hint of goodwill.

He solemnly put away the bronze sword and bowed again to Juque.

“Thank you, Elder, for the generous gift. Junior will cherish it.”

Juque nodded slightly, no longer saying much, and lightly waved his sleeve.

Gu Sheng felt the space around him slightly ripple, the scene before him blurred, and in the next moment, he was back above the blood-soaked scorched earth of the now-ruined Phoenix Town.

As soon as he steadied himself, three graceful figures instantly appeared before him.

Leading them was Tantai Xueling, her serene face showing an undisguisable urgency and concern, quickly approaching. Her eyes swiftly scanned Gu Sheng’s pale and cracked face and body, her voice containing a subtly detectable tremor.

“Qingyun! Are you okay? That Sword Master… he didn’t trouble you, right?”

Behind her stood Tantai Bingtang, whose cold and icy temperament resembled Tantai Xueling’s seven or eightfold, but her brow carried more sharpness and heroism.

Further away stood a woman in elegant palace attire with a thin veil and an ethereal and profound aura, though silent, her quiet presence seemed to merge with the surrounding world—Fan Mingli, the mysterious dean of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy.

Gu Sheng gave Tantai Xueling a reassuring smile, speaking in a relaxed tone.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Elder Juque just asked a few questions and did not trouble me; instead, he gave me some gifts.”

He shook the bronze sword in his hand.

Tantai Xueling scrutinized him closely, noticing his aura was weak but gaze clear, not appearing coerced or secretly harmed. Only then did she slightly relax her tension but still furrowed her graceful brows.

“This place isn’t safe long-term, let’s return to Linyin Pavilion first and discuss further.”

Gu Sheng shook his head, his eyes sweeping over the covertly monitoring gazes from various quarters in the distance, and whispered.

“There are too many eyes here; some things can’t be discussed much. How about… we go home first?”

Naturally, “home” referred to Linyin Pavilion.

Immediately, Tantai Bingtang chimed in with resolute firmness.

“Sister, Qingyun is right. Let’s go back first. The Tantai Family does not stir trouble, but fears none.”

She spoke with a hint of warning as her gaze subtly scanned a certain point in the sky.

Just then, the space beside them subtly rippled, and Juque’s figure silently appeared, his Ancient Green Blade Sword now sheathed.

He glanced at the Tantai Sisters, his stern face showing exceptionally faint, almost gentle smile.

“You Tantai sisters, no need to worry. I merely chatted briefly with Gu.”

Tantai Xueling looked at Juque with some skepticism in her eyes.

Tantai Bingtang stepped forward, slightly bowing to Juque, politely yet appropriately.

“Sword Master Elder’s presence startled the Holy Academy. It’s indeed our East Desolation’s fortune. The Dean has prepared a humble banquet at the academy and sincerely invites Elder to honor us with your presence.”

Juque’s gaze passed by Tantai Bingtang and landed on the masked palace-clad woman, Fan Mingli, in the distance.

Fan Mingli bowed remotely to Juque, her voice ethereal and pleasant.

“I am Fan Mingli, on behalf of my master, Saint Qing Cheng, welcoming Sword Master Juque’s arrival. My master awaits at the Holy Academy, hoping the Sword Master may grace us with your presence.”

Juque, hearing this, was noncommittal, but his gaze turned back to Tantai Bingtang, speaking lightly.

“Bingtang girl, you should come as well. Regarding your sisters’ physiques, perhaps I can offer some insights.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Tantai Bingtang’s beautiful eyes before she nodded in acceptance.

“Yes, junior obeys.”

…

Underground City, Linyin Pavilion, underground hall.

The space underwent an imperceptible distortion, and three figures appeared out of thin air—it was Gu Sheng, Tantai Xueling, and Gu Yuanyuan, whom Tantai Xueling brought along.

Gu Sheng steadied his position, a trace of astonishment showing on his face as he glanced at the slowly dissipating Jade Talisman with complex space rune in Tantai Xueling’s hand.

“This is… a Directional Transfer Talisman? Judging by its stable and precise space fluctuation, the creator must be at least of Half-Saint level strength!”

Tantai Xueling scattered the now ineffective talisman fragments, nodding calmly.