Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 348 - 195: Wu Gui Visits the Holy Pill Sect Again

"Crack!"

After swinging the wooden sword a hundred tis, Gu Sheng’s wooden weapon finally shattered upon contact with the wooden stake.

Throughout those hundred swings, Gu Sheng continuously attempted to reduce his strength. It was only now that he finally managed to control his power within a range the wooden sword could endure.

Although even doing so rely allowed the wooden sword to last until it touched the stake without leaving the slightest trace on it, Gu Sheng did not walk away empty-handed. At the very least, his control over his own strength had significantly improved.

After breaking another hundred wooden swords in succession, Gu Sheng stopped and plunged into deep thought.

He had clearly moderated his strength to a level the wooden sword could bear, yet the weapon still shattered the mont it struck the stake. Moreover, he had no inkling whatsoever of sword montum (剑势).

"Sword montum..."

Suddenly, Gu Sheng’s eyes lit up with an intense brilliance. "Master didn’t use his own physical strength earlier. That strike was as casual as a child waving a sword, yet the power that destroyed the stake ca entirely from sword montum. This force seems to originate from heaven and earth itself, not one’s own strength!"

Sothing clicked in Gu Sheng’s mind. This ti, he completely withdrew all his strength. In a mont of daze, he felt as though he had returned to a ti before he began practicing martial arts. Picking up a wooden sword, he swung casually at the stake.

This ti, the wooden sword remained intact and was rely gently deflected.

Looking at the unhard wooden sword, Gu Sheng broke into a delighted smile. He felt as though he had made so slight progress.

On the side, Wen Mingyan witnessed this scene and felt a tinge of shock, murmuring to himself, "This kid... his comprehension is terrifying! He actually realized in such a short ti that sword montum isn’t derived from one’s own strength! His speed is dozens of tis faster than mine back in the day. I’ve really found a treasure this ti!"

Wen Mingyan’s gaze toward Gu Sheng glimred with light. He eventually decided to stop his own sword practice, instead pulling over a chair to sit and observe Gu Sheng’s training.

Gu Sheng spent the entire day practicing slashes. Since he wasn’t using any Qi Blood Power, by the ti evening rolled around, he felt a stinging soreness in his arms, making even lifting them a challenge.

Aside from the beginning, when the wooden swords broke instantly under the use of Qi Blood Power, afterwards, each wooden sword lasted dozens or even hundreds of strikes before shattering. Because of this, the rate of sword consumption slowed down significantly. By the ti he rested that night, he had used only 240 wooden swords in total.

Though he didn’t make any noticeable progress in comprehending sword montum throughout the day, Gu Sheng was unperturbed. Even Wen Mingyan needed to break ten thousand wooden swords before grasping it. Gu Sheng had only just started and understood the value of patience—he knew you can’t eat hot tofu in haste.

Living here had its perks—not only was it peaceful and ideal for uninterrupted cultivation, but there was also no need to worry about als.

After Qin Xue finished dealing with matters within the sect, she would always prepare a table of aromatic dishes.

After dinner, despite the soreness in his arms, Gu Sheng didn’t retire for the night. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, he began cultivating. Even though the Spiritual Enhancing Pendant allowed him to cultivate constantly, active cultivation still slightly accelerated the tempering of his bones.

Training in Sword Dao could not be rushed. Gu Sheng wasn’t certain whether he’d be able to comprehend sword montum before the Red Cloud Secret Domain opened, and he didn’t harbor too much hope. He only wished, with the help of the Spiritual Enhancing Pendant, to break through to the Golden Bone Realm before the domain’s activation.

The night was still and tranquil. The Thousand Poison Sect was peaceful, its disciples either dreaming or cultivating, with only a few sparse lights glowing in the sect.

However, Wu Gui’s pavilion remained brightly lit. Even at this late hour, he was still handling sect affairs.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Suddenly, a series of rapid knocks pounded on Wu Gui’s door, each strike frantic and urgent.

Hearing the hurried knocking, Wu Gui’s face imdiately darkened with displeasure.

Setting down the work in his hands, he frowned and looked toward the door. "Co in."

The door was pushed open, and a Silver Bone disciple stumbled inside in a flustered state, nearly crawling in his haste.

Wu Gui’s already-unhappy expression grew colder. "Chen Geng, you’re the eldest senior disciple of our sect’s inner circle, on the verge of becoming a core disciple. How can you still be so reckless? Can you not act with more composure?"

Chen Geng, panicked and pale, crawled to Wu Gui’s desk, hurriedly composed himself, and blurted, "Second Elder, sothing terrible has happened! Xin Yu is dead!"

"Bang!"

Wu Gui slamd his palm down on the desk and leapt to his feet.

The wooden desk instantly splintered into pieces. His brows furrowed deeply in anger as he grabbed Chen Geng by the collar, his face contorted with fury. "What did you just say?!"

A murderous aura erupted from Wu Gui, his powerful presence bearing down so heavily on Chen Geng that the latter’s body weakened, unable to et his gaze.

"Xin Yu... is dead! In the Red Cloud Mountain Range!"

Wu Gui hurled Chen Geng to the ground in a fit of rage. "Impossible! Impossible! He had Liu Bin, Kang Xiaofeng, and Ni Chen protecting him. How could he possibly die in the Red Cloud Mountain Range? He had my life-saving poison with him! Even soone in the Golden Bone Realm would struggle to withstand it. How could he die?! Where are Liu Bin and the others? Bring them to !"

Wu Gui’s agitation was palpable, his disbelief evident as he refused to accept that his son could be dead.

Chen Geng trembled as he struggled to get up. "Second Elder, Liu Bin, and the others... are all dead. They entered the Red Cloud Mountain Range earlier today. When night fell and they hadn’t returned, I went into the mountain to search for them. I found their corpses in a valley where a Sharpclaw Giantbird resides!"

Wu Gui’s chest heaved as he took deep, labored breaths, his face red from suppressed rage and grief. Letting out an enraged roar, he demanded, "Where are their bodies?!"