Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1371 - 709: Long Time No See (Part 2)

The knife-scarred face flashed a glint of light in his eyes.

"Mr. Shen has a grudge against Situ Qingfeng?"

"Not really."

Shen Qingyun shook his fan, his tone relaxed.

"I am merely fulfilling a task for someone. The Lu Family has offered an astronomical reward of one million High-grade Spirit Stones to kill him."

One million High-grade Spirit Stones! The figure made everyone present momentarily breathless. You should know that an ordinary Martial Artist might not accumulate ten thousand High-grade Spirit Stones in a lifetime.

"Mr. Shen."

A daring Martial Artist in the crowd couldn’t help but ask.

"But Situ Qingfeng is said to be at the Peak of the Earth Martial Realm, and he has the Heavenly Demon Spirit Body enhancement; are you confident?"

Shen Qingyun’s eyes carried an icy coldness.

"In a one-on-one fight, it might be difficult to determine a winner, but who says I have to fight one-on-one?"

He glanced meaningfully at the knife-scarred face.

"Gentlemen of the Great Wilderness Alliance, are you interested in collaborating? The Spirit Stones can be split equally."

Knife-scarred face pondered for a moment, then suddenly cracked a smile, making the scar look even more ferocious.

"Interesting. But Mr. Shen, the opportunities in the Secret Realm..."

"Each according to their abilities."

Shen Qingyun said cheerfully.

"I’m only interested in Situ Qingfeng’s life."

Just as the two reached an agreement, Shen Qingyun inadvertently glanced at the distant mountain forest, thinking to himself.

"If nothing goes wrong, my sister... should be here as well?"

Shen Qingyun tapped his fingertips lightly on the Bai Yu railing, with a faint, enigmatic smile at the corner of his mouth.

The Holy Academy sent him to Great Wilderness City three days ago, and the hustle and bustle of this mundane city intrigued him.

In the distance, the crowd was bustling, and the cries of vendors rose and fell, compared to the dead silence of the Holy Academy’s training grounds, greatly adding liveliness.

"Senior Brother Shen, Lu Family sent someone to ask again..."

A blue-clothed disciple reported softly behind him.

"What’s the rush."

Shen Qingyun did not turn his head, his gaze wandering among the crowd.

"If the Heavenly Demon Spirit Body is truly here, it cannot escape."

He suddenly squinted. In the northwest corner of the crowd, a middle-aged man in a gray robe was quietly retreating, his steps seeming casual, but within three steps, he melted into the shadows.

Shen Qingyun’s fingertips paused slightly as the fragment of the "Heaven-Peeping Mirror" in his Sea of Consciousness lightly trembled.

"Interesting."

He smiled silently.

Situ Qingfeng leaned against the cold stone wall, palms sweating profusely.

He had clearly sensed a sharp Divine Sense sweeping past earlier; had he not promptly activated the "Thousand Faces Illusion Technique," he would likely have been locked onto.

The Heavenly Demon Spirit Body bloodline within him was faintly boiling, coursing beneath his skin with light blue patterns.

"The Lu Family actually managed to enlist someone from the Holy Academy..."

Situ Qingfeng’s brow furrowed tightly, his knuckles clenching white. Three days ago, he risked infiltrating Great Wilderness City to investigate Gu Sheng’s whereabouts, but unexpectedly discovered the city’s undercurrents. Thinking of that young man who managed to counterattack Lu Xuanyuan despite being in dire straits, his chest tightened.

"If I had forcibly taken him away that day..."

Situ Qingfeng shook his head; this was not the time for regrets.

His fingertips formed a seal, and water-like ripples spread around him. In an instant, he transformed into a hunchbacked old woman, trembling as she mixed into the market.

Shen Qingyun suddenly turned, his black robe billowing as he leaped onto a rooftop.

He closed his eyes to concentrate, and the fragment in his Sea of Consciousness blossomed brightly—an extremely faint trace of Demon Spirit aura drifted from the southeast corner of the market, like smoke and mist, vanishing in an instant.

"A ruse to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

Shen Qingyun sneered softly, his figure ghostly as he darted in the opposite direction.

A completely pitch-black short sword slipped from his sleeve, its blade entwined with strands of blood-red lightning.

Too bad... I love hunting clever prey the most."

Situ Qingfeng’s heart suddenly skipped.

The aura he deliberately leaked was meant to divert pursuers, yet an inexplicable chill of being watched by a venomous snake crawled up his spine.

Keeping a composed demeanor, he turned into a dark alley, three ancient bronze coins slid from his sleeve as he was about to divine fortunes, suddenly froze.

At the end of the alley, a black-robed youth leaned against the wall, casually tapping his palm with a black sword.

"The Heavenly Demon Spirit Body is indeed extraordinary."

Shen Qingyun smiled warmly, like jade.

"To have hidden from my Heaven-Peeping Mirror so long, Situ, you certainly deserve the Lu Family’s ten-million reward."

Situ Qingfeng’s pupils shrank abruptly.

At this moment, he still appeared as an old hag, yet the other party could instantly reveal his true form, clearly coming prepared.

He slowly straightened his hunched back, his bones emitting crisp cracking sounds, and restored his original appearance in an instant.

"Since when did the Holy Academy disciples become the Lu Family’s lapdogs?"

Situ Qingfeng sneered coldly, secretly gripping a blood-red jade talisman in his sleeve.

Shen Qingyun wasn’t offended; rather, he observed him with interest.

"I’ve heard that the essence blood of the Heavenly Demon Spirit Body can be refined into a ’Nine Revolutions Demon Pill,’ is that true?"

Before finishing his sentence, the black sword in his hand suddenly erupted, and the blood lightning on the blade transformed into a ferocious giant python, lunging at Situ Qingfeng!

"Boom!"

The green light exploded in the dark alley, and where Situ Qingfeng had originally stood, only a piece of dead wood remained, shattered by the blood lightning. Thirty zhang (approximately 100 meters) away on a rooftop, Situ Qingfeng had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, while the jade talisman in his hand had already shattered.

"Substitution Wood?"

Shen Qingyun raised an eyebrow.

"Looks like Situ has quite the resources."

He turned the sword blade, ready to pursue, but suddenly sensed something and looked towards the northern part of the city—there, space fluctuations faintly emanated.

Taking the opportunity, Situ Qingfeng crushed a second jade talisman, and his body instantly transformed into hundreds of green butterflies, scattering in all directions.

Shen Qingyun swung his sword to cut down dozens, only to see them ignite as they hit the ground, turning to ashes in an instant.

"Seven days’ Secret Realm..."

Shen Qingyun sheathed his black sword, lost in thought.

He had just sensed the activation wave from the Transmission Array to the north of the city, faintly capturing a familiar aura.

"Gu Sheng? Interesting, truly interesting."

A thousand miles away, on the transmission platform in Golden Crow City, the brilliance gradually faded.

Ye Jianjia staggered a step, her face as pale as paper. The spatial leap of hundreds of thousands of miles had twisted her insides, and a sickly sweet taste rose in her throat.

"Breathe."

A warm palm pressed against her back, and robust Qi-Blood flooded into her meridians like a spring breeze, instantly soothing all discomfort.

Ye Jianjia looked up, meeting Gu Sheng’s eyes, tranquil and deep as an abyss.

"Th-thank you, sir."

Her ears turned slightly red as she hurried to stand up straight. In that moment, she distinctly felt Gu Sheng’s Qi-Blood was as vast as the starry sea, unfathomable.

Gu Sheng withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping over the familiar city. Golden Crow City was several times more prosperous than Great Wilderness City, with streets full of people and the distant Sun Observation Tower towering into the clouds, glistening gold—it was a Qin Family property.

"This place is three hundred miles from Wuyun City."

Gu Sheng said blandly.

"I must return to the Qin Family first, you may accompany me, or wait here."

Ye Jianjia bit her lip and suddenly looked up to directly face Gu Sheng.

"I want to train with you, sir!"

The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it, as her tone was almost like being coquettish.

She hurriedly added.

"I-I mean..."

"As you wish."

Gu Sheng turned to walk towards the city gate, but his mouth slightly curled upward imperceptibly. In his Sea of Consciousness, the Innate Spirit Embryo laughed to the point of rolling.

"This girl is clearly head over heels, and you’re playing dumb?"

Gu Sheng snorted coldly in his Sea of Consciousness.

"Reborn in this life, I seek only the pinnacle of Martial Arts."

He sent a thread of his Divine Sense into the Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron, awakening the residual soul of Venerable Azure Dragon.

"Senior, within three days I shall find a suitable heir for you."

An ancient and excited voice came from within the cauldron.

"Young friend, your generous kindness, I shall impart all my knowledge unto you!"

Two hours later, before the Qin Family residence in Wuyun City.

Gu Sheng had just stepped onto the bluestone steps when the vermilion door unexpectedly swung open. A young man in a brocade robe stepped out, resembling Gu Sheng by seventy to eighty percent, albeit with a darker, more gloomy expression.

"Second Brother?"

He rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling with disbelief.

Gu Sheng’s mouth slightly curved.

"Big Brother, it’s been a long time."

Gu Feng rushed to Gu Sheng, taking two steps at a time, grabbing his shoulders to look him over.

"It’s really you! Father said you awakened overnight, I didn’t believe it, but seeing you now, I have to!"

Gu Sheng could feel the warmth from his brother’s palms, alongside the nearly restrained flow of True Qi.

Even more surprising to him was the faint unique aura emitting from Gu Feng’s body—that was the Qi of a Spiritual Body.