Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1814: Chapter 920: The Holy Master’s Lethal Intent Hidden by Fate

Moreover, once you step onto this stage, there is no such thing as ’admitting defeat.’ Unless one party completely loses combat ability or falls on the spot, the battle will not stop.

He looked at Gu Sheng, and said solemnly.

"In tomorrow’s battle, since the Master of Myriad Phenomena is personally involved, it’s very likely the second set of rules will be applied. You can still change your mind now. Once you step onto the stage, even I cannot openly intervene."

Gu Sheng listened attentively, nodding to show his understanding.

His expression remained calm, as if the harsh rules Tantai Mingjing mentioned did not cause him much pressure.

"Thank you, Uncle Mingjing, for informing me. I have taken note of it,"

Gu Sheng said with a respectful gesture.

"If there’s nothing else, I will take my leave for now. Before tonight’s auction starts, I hope uncle can send someone to notify me."

...

Meanwhile, far away in the core area of Wanxiang Imperial City within the forbidden grounds of the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land.

In a cave dwelling enveloped by spiritual energy and ancient runes, the Master of Myriad Phenomena slowly opened his eyes, a glimpse of murderous intent flickering briefly.

Before him stood a young man dressed in the attire of a Holy Land Core Disciple. His appearance wasn’t particularly handsome, but his brows and eyes carried an indelible arrogance and harshness. His aura was concentrated, clearly of the Venerable Realm cultivation.

"Holy Master."

The young man bowed respectfully.

The voice of the Master of Myriad Phenomena was icy, devoid of any emotion.

"The challenge letter has been sent to Tianyuan Emperor City. Shi Wufeng, arrange for someone to count the items Lu Chensong lost and deliver them to Gu Sheng by tonight."

The young man named Shi Wufeng was none other than the Wanxiang Saint Son who would face Gu Sheng in tomorrow’s duel.

Upon hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still replied respectfully.

"Yes, disciple obeys the command."

He hesitated for a moment, but cautiously asked.

"Holy Master, disciple is unclear about one thing... Gu Sheng is just a Sect Realm kid from East Desolation, even if he has some talent, why bother for the Holy Master to personally intervene, even... promise so many resources? Isn’t this... making a mountain out of a molehill?"

The Master of Myriad Phenomena cast a deep gaze at Shi Wufeng and did not become angry, only replied indifferently.

"There is a reason for my actions. You only need to remember, tomorrow’s battle must be won, not lost! Not only win but win cleanly. Better yet... have him remain on the stage forever!"

In doing so, it will restore the face our Myriad Phenomena Holy Land lost yesterday and send a message that our Myriad Phenomena Holy Land is not to be trifled with!"

Shi Wufeng felt the chilling murderous intent in the Holy Master’s words, inwardly shivering, he quickly lowered his head.

"Disciple understands! I shall not fail the Holy Master’s trust!"

The dawn had not fully torn through the night. In the depths of the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land, within a main hall shrouded by faintly depressing qi, the flickering lights cast half-light, half-shadow on the face of the Master of Myriad Phenomena, which should be majestic, but now subtly revealing fatigue and anxiety.

Suspended in front of him was a spiritual rune about to dissipate, the residual aura from the East Desolation within the rune’s glow was steeped in a distinctive desolate atmosphere.

"Fate Inheritance..."

Master of Myriad Phenomena softly murmured these four words, his dry fingers unconsciously tapping on the cold jade throne’s armrest, his eyes igniting with a fiery blaze of near-paranoid intensity.

"Ancient Fate, master fortune, peer through heavenly secrets, elusive traces, transmission lost across countless epochs... If this truly involves this child, it will be the heavenly grace for our Myriad Phenomena Holy Land to reclaim glory, perhaps even glimpsing the supreme Dao!"

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze sharp as lightning, piercing through the hall door, settling on the figure standing like a spear outside, though slightly bowed.

"Wufeng."

The voice was not loud, yet carried an unquestionable authority.

The hall door slid open silently, Shi Wufeng strode in, dropping to one knee.

"Holy Master."

His head was bowed, demeanor respectful, yet upon closer inspection, a hint of apprehension could be seen deep in his eyes. His failure to capture Gu Sheng yesterday, along with losing soldiers and allowing the target to escape into the Ten Thousand Treasures Hall in Tianyuan Emperor City, was something he could not shirk.

The Master of Myriad Phenomena did not immediately chastise him, only speaking slowly.

"That old friend from East Desolation just sent definite news. Yesterday outside Great Wilderness City, a group of Outer Realm Evil Cultivators summoned with the Blood Sacrifice Technique, bringing forth an almost complete Ancient True Demon projection of immense might, capable of flattening a thousand miles of mountains and rivers instantaneously."

Shi Wufeng’s body trembled imperceptibly. Ancient True Demon? Such a terrifying existence from legend, even just a projection was beyond what a typical Holy Realm could resist.

The Master of Myriad Phenomena continued.

"However, just as the True Demon was about to rampage, there was a sudden change. The Void, a mirror image of the river of time was inexplicably torn apart, an indistinct, indescribably ancient aura descended, quelling the True Demon with a mere glance, erasing it completely."

"Hiss—" Shi Wufeng couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath, tearing the river of time? A gaze obliterating a True Demon projection? What kind of incredible Great Divine Power is this!

"That figure, according to my old friend who used a secret treasure to trace the remnants and perceive it, its aura characteristic, matches the sparse records in ancient texts... remarkably similar to an Ancient Fate!"

The Master of Myriad Phenomena’s voice surged with difficulty dampening excitement.

"And at that time, the only special presence there was that boy named Gu Sheng! The Evil Cultivators’ target was him, and the place of Fate’s manifestation was precisely where he stood!"

Shi Wufeng abruptly raised his head, eyes filled with shock and realization.

"Holy Master, are you saying... Gu Sheng obtained the Fate Inheritance? Or that he is the key to Fate Inheritance’s reemergence in the world?"