Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Chapter 88 Pointers on Fist Skill! Demons Lurk!

After half a year, Gu Xiaojiang had grown taller and his demeanor had become much steadier. Wearing the same blue robe as before, he carried himself with an aura far more outstanding compared to the first time Gu Sheng met him.

Over this period, Gu Xiaojiang had matured significantly.

"What a rare guest."

Gu Sheng laughed heartily as Gu Xiaojiang turned toward him, also laughing. Raising the wine jug in his hand, he shook his head and sighed:

"Rare guest? Hardly. I’m just a man without autonomy. Today, being the year’s end, I was allowed one day of rest. The moment I was done with my duties, I came straight to find you. Tonight, we won’t leave until we’re drunk!"

As he spoke, his face lit up with a cheerful smile.

These past months of rigorous training had truly worn him out.

The elders at Gu’s Manor held high expectations for him, hoping he could break through to the Blood Refining Realm within three years. They had been relentlessly piling both common and rare resources on him, which weighed heavily on his shoulders.

Gu Sheng opened the door to the courtyard and teased him with a laugh:

"You’re someone blessed beyond measure yet unaware of it. If your treatment were given to others in the core family, do you think they wouldn’t fight to the death for it?"

Having resources without worry and guidance from the manor’s three top experts in turn—Gu Xiaojiang wouldn’t have had this qualification if not for these turbulent times.

Gu Xiaojiang chuckled and replied:

"Then how about I give it all to you?"

Gu Sheng froze for a moment before bursting into laughter:

"I wouldn’t dare accept such fortune."

The two exchanged glances and laughed together. Gu Xiaojiang gradually came to understand Gu Sheng better.

He knew well that while Gu Sheng appeared low-profile on the surface, he was firmly principled. If the elders wanted to treat Gu Sheng the same way they treated Gu Jingang, it simply wouldn’t work.

Still, his approach differed from the elders. As long as Gu Sheng didn’t wrong Gu’s Manor, he had no objection.

The two sat down.

Gu Xiaojiang poured a drink for Gu Sheng, carefully observing him while a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Asheng, it’s been half a year, and you’ve changed so much."

At this moment, Gu Sheng was half a head taller than him. In the cold winter, he wore only a simple fitted outfit, his faintly outlined muscles showing through, exuding an extraordinary bearing. Most striking was his gaze, filled with steadiness and confidence—not entirely different from before, yet with a noticeable contrast.

This was the confidence born from strength.

Gu Sheng’s abilities had visibly improved daily. His dominance in the Refining Skin Realm was unmatched, and this naturally imbued him with an energy and spirit that was distinct from others. Even when intentionally subdued, it was still perceptible.

"Asheng... have you already become a Martial Artist?"