Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 380: Chapter 214 Ding Xingbo

The Blackwater Worm’s vitality was incredibly tenacious. Even after its head was severed, it didn’t immediately die. Its body continued squirming rapidly, attempting to escape into the distance.

”Whoa! It’s that tough?”

Gu Sheng, of course, wasn’t about to let his prize for the Beast Pill slip away. He raised his sword and immediately gave chase, swinging several more strikes. This time, he chopped the Blackwater Worm into eight pieces.

The Blackwater Worm’s corpse was divided into several chunks. No matter how strong its vitality was, it couldn’t withstand such destruction. Soon, it completely stopped moving.

After the Blackwater Worm died, its previously bloated body expelled an overwhelming amount of foul-smelling black fluid, and its form rapidly shriveled up.

As Gu Sheng looked at the chaotic puddle of black liquid, he quickly unleashed the Gale Nine Swords. A fierce wind arose, blowing the black fluids far away from the pond.

Once the Blackwater Worm’s body had settled, he began searching its corpse for the Beast Pill.

The Blackwater Worm’s anatomy was peculiar. Its entire body seemed to consist of fat and black fluid, with no sign of bones, and very few internal organs. Having completely dissected the creature, Gu Sheng found nothing except a ruined heart and four sacs as big as a child’s inflated pig bladder toy.

The heart had already been cleaved open by Gu Sheng, and its most valuable heart blood had leaked out. The heart now held little worth. With just a glance, Gu Sheng tossed it aside.

”What the hell is this?” Gu Sheng curiously picked up one of the bladder-like sacs and examined it.

The object in Gu Sheng’s hands was actually the Blackwater Worm’s Spiritual Bag.

After studying it for a long time without understanding its nature, Gu Sheng squeezed it with his hand. It felt like an inflated balloon, but when shaken, there wasn’t much movement inside. He used the Water Cold Sword to slice a small opening, and a rich burst of spiritual energy instantly erupted from within.

The spiritual energy was so dense that it materialized as a misty white vapor, refreshing Gu Sheng’s mind instantly!

”Damn! Such concentrated spiritual power!”

Gu Sheng hurriedly pinched the opening shut to prevent more spiritual energy from dissipating.

He looked at the Spiritual Bag in his hand with a peculiar expression. ”This spiritual energy seems to be of better quality than the Spirit Stones my master gave me. I wonder if it can be used to activate the gravity field in the Water Cold Sword?”

Holding the Spiritual Bag in one hand and the Water Cold Sword in the other, Gu Sheng gently loosened the bag’s opening. As the concentrated spiritual energy sprayed onto the sword’s hilt, he immediately felt the blade vibrate slightly. Elation spread over his face as he gave the sword a light swing, and the gravity field sprang into existence.

”It actually works! This thing is basically equivalent to a Spirit Stone. A great opening strike, not bad at all.”

Wen Mingyan had once told Gu Sheng that in the Marrow Refining Realm, cultivation involved drawing spiritual power into the body. Although the world around contained spiritual power, it had, for some unknown reason, been polluted and couldn’t be absorbed directly. It had to undergo purification via the Guiding Method before it could be utilized.

While the Guiding Method could refine the polluted spiritual power from the world, the process was painstakingly slow. This was why cultivators from smaller factions, even if they managed to reach the Marrow Refining Realm, often progressed as slowly as turtles, many stagnating for decades.

In powerful entities like the Governor Mansion, the two sects, the three sects, and the four dominant families, the abundance of experts above the sixth level of the Marrow Refining Realm was primarily due to their steady supply of Spirit Stones procured from every venture into the Red Domain Secret Realm.

The upper echelons of these forces relied on Spirit Stones to cultivate, enabling consistent improvement. This was the primary reason why so many sharpened their resolve and sought every opportunity to join such top-tier factions.

In recent years, the Holy Pill Sect had suffered repeated losses in the Red Domain Secret Realm, leaving them with dwindling Spirit Stones. As a result, Wen Mingyan, despite being on the verge of breaking through the eighth level of the Marrow Refining Realm, had failed to do so.

Wen Mingyan and his spouse’s kindness to Gu Sheng had been etched deeply into his heart. This time, he had resolved to find enough Spirit Stones within the Red Domain Secret Realm to assist them in their cultivation.

Stowing the Spiritual Bag into his Qiankun Bag, Gu Sheng approached the pond and drank to his heart’s content. After filling his waterskin and preparing to leave, an arrow suddenly shot towards him from a distance.

With his sharp senses, Gu Sheng instantly detected the arrow. As an accomplished archer and crossbowman himself, he was particularly attuned to the sound of projectiles slicing through the air.

The moment the piercing sound reached his ears, Gu Sheng performed a swift roll, evading his original position. He quickly stood up and spun to face the direction of the attack.

The arrow embedded itself deeply in the ground where Gu Sheng had been standing just moments prior. Casting a glance at it, he recognized it wasn’t an ordinary arrow; its power rivaled that of the Shattering Star Crossbow. If it had hit him, it wouldn’t have been fatal, but it would have left him gravely injured.

Gu Sheng turned his gaze towards the source of the sound. About three hundred meters away, he saw a man in a purple-black robe with a sinister glint in his eyes.

”Heh, not bad reflexes! You actually managed to dodge that—seems like you’ve got something noteworthy on you, eh?”

The man made no attempt to conceal himself. Meeting Gu Sheng’s eyes, he looked at him with a mocking expression.

Gu Sheng recognized the attire. It was unmistakably the uniform of the Thousand Poison Sect. Sensing the man’s deep aura and Golden Bone Realm cultivation, Gu Sheng surmised that this must be a core disciple of the sect.

”What luck—I’ve barely gotten in, and I’ve already run into you. Tsk tsk, the Second Elder truly despises you. He’s offered a hefty bounty to us disciples entering the realm. Your head alone is worth a Low Grade Dark Level Treasure!”

A Low Grade Mystical Level Treasure would typically fetch around six to seven million. Gu Sheng hadn’t expected his head to hold such value.

The animosity between the Thousand Poison Sect and the Holy Pill Sect had long since reached the point of no return. Before entering, Wen Mingyan had carefully analyzed and instructed Gu Sheng regarding the various factions’ stances, emphasizing one thing above all when it came to the Thousand Poison Sect—kill on sight!