Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1530: Chapter 788: Ignorant of One’s Own Limits

She recalled the scene of her father being struck and sent flying by the elder of the Wanliu Sect, and the miserable sight of her clansmen being chained... If not for her family, she would rather run headfirst into death here.

”I heard something.”

The round-faced female disciple lowered her voice but deliberately made sure Xie Qingxuan could hear it clearly.

”The Young Sect Master has taken in almost a hundred concubines, if not eighty. Those who aren’t favored... heh, they’re less than doorkeepers’ spiritual dogs.”

The tall, skinny female disciple chimed in.

”Exactly, didn’t one try to run away last month, only to be given to the disciples by the Young Sect Master... what a tragedy...”

Xie Qingxuan trembled all over, her stomach churning like waves.

She stared fiercely at herself in the copper mirror, her eyes full of despair.

Gu Sheng... where are you? She silently cried out in her heart.

Then bitterly thought again.

No, don’t come... it’s too dangerous here...

At that moment, the door silently opened, and a shadow quietly slipped in.

”Who?”

The round-faced female disciple turned back alertly, but before she could finish her sentence, a flash of cold light passed by.

Two heads fell almost simultaneously, crystalline frost formed at the wounds, and not a single drop of blood splattered.

Xie Qingxuan’s eyes widened, instinctively covering her mouth.

She saw a woman in black veils standing in the room, her figure graceful, her eyes cold.

”Don’t make a sound.”

The veiled woman said quietly, her voice like clear spring hitting stone.

Soon after, another woman dashed in.

This woman was also veiled, but her expression showed some liveliness.

”Miss Xie, we were sent by the Young Master to rescue you.”

She spoke quickly.

”The Young Master is going to rescue the rest of the Xie Family, don’t raise the alarm.”

Xie Qingxuan’s heart raced.

”Gu... Gu Sheng?”

The lively woman, Tantai Xueling, raised a finger to her lips, her eyes carrying a smile.

She was about to say more when her elder sister, Tantai Bingtang, stopped her with a look.

”Make haste.”

Tantai Bingtang said coldly, raising her hand to collect the two bodies into the storage ring.

”Perfect for feeding the Heavenly Demon Vine of the Young Master.”

Tantai Xueling stuck out her tongue and removed her veil, her appearance slowly started to change.

Within a few breaths, she had become identical to the round-faced female disciple who had just been killed, even her voice was perfectly mimicked.

”Sister, do I look like her?”

Tantai Bingtang didn’t answer but walked up to Xie Qingxuan, taking out an ice-blue elixir pill.

”Take it.”

Xie Qingxuan hesitated as she looked at her.

”Eat it if you want to live.”

Tantai Bingtang’s tone was authoritative.

Xie Qingxuan gritted her teeth, took the elixir pill, and swallowed it.

The elixir pill melted in her mouth, a chill quickly spread throughout her body.

She was surprised to find that Tantai Bingtang’s appearance in front of her began to warp and change until it was identical to her own!

”This...”

Xie Qingxuan was too shocked to speak.

Tantai Xueling... now already the ”round-faced female disciple”... grinning, handed over a mask as thin as a cicada’s wing.

”Miss Xie, use True Qi to activate it and imagine the person you want to become in your Sea of Consciousness.”

Xie Qingxuan suddenly understood.

”You want to swap identities?”

”Smart.”

Tantai Xueling nodded approvingly.

”Sister will replace you at the wedding, while I will take you away. Quickly disguise, time is running out.”

”Senior Sister Xie, put this on.”

Tantai Bingtang’s voice suddenly became identical to Xie Qingxuan’s, though her tone was as rigid as a command.

She handed over a mask as thin as a cicada’s wing, which shimmered with strange light in the sunlight.

Xie Qingxuan froze for a moment, and as her fingers touched the mask, a bone-chilling coldness spread up from her fingertips.

She instinctively wanted to pull back but was caught by Tantai Bingtang by the wrist.

”There’s no time to hesitate.”

Tantai Bingtang’s voice, though perfectly mimicked, carried an undeniable force.

Xie Qingxuan took the mask and stuck it to her face.

In an instant, the mask began to writhe like a living creature, quickly covering her entire face.

After a brief bout of pain, she felt her features being reshaped.

What was more startling was that her clothing also began to transform, her plain white dress turning into the standard green robe of a Wanliu Sect Inner Sect Disciple in the blink of an eye.

Xie Qingxuan looked down at her unfamiliar hands... they were clearly the hands of that female disciple who had been killed!

”What... what kind of Magical Treasure is this?”

Xie Qingxuan’s voice had changed, she touched her face in panic.

”The Thousand Illusions Mask, capable of mimicking anyone’s appearance and aura.”

Tantai Xueling stepped forward, gently pressing Xie Qingxuan’s shoulder.

”Senior Sister Xie needn’t be alarmed; we mean no harm.”

Xie Qingxuan cautiously stepped back half a step.

”Who exactly are you? Why help me?”

Tantai Xueling smiled slightly, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered.

”Seven years ago, under Qingluan Peak, the Jade Pendant you gave Gu Sheng had a ’Xuan’ character engraved on its back.”

Xie Qingxuan’s pupils suddenly contracted... Only she and Gu Sheng knew of this!

”Do you believe us now?”

Tantai Xueling stepped back, her eyes gleaming craftily.

”We share the same goal of stopping that beast Qi Yinglong.”

Xie Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

”Alright, I’ll cooperate with you.”

”Come with me.”

Tantai Bingtang resumed her original voice, turning to walk into the depths of the dense forest.

”Time is short; the Wanliu Sect’s festivities are about to begin.”

The three moved silently through the dense forest, quickly arriving near the gate of the Wanliu Sect mountain entrance.

Looking down from a high point, the entire sect was decorated with lanterns and banners, full of festive joy.

The lower-ranking disciples were rushing around busily, some setting up the ceremony stage, others moving gifts; the higher-ranking disciples were tasked with greeting guests from all sides, their faces plastered with fake smiles.

”Look over there.”

Tantai Xueling pointed towards the mountain gate.