Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

This is the greatest opportunity for him to lead the Zhou family towards prosperity. Regardless of its authenticity, he has made up his mind to seize it with all his strength.

"Brother Zhou Xing, do you know the ins and outs of this?" Jiang Ning asked.

"I know!" Zhou Xing clasped his hands: "As long as there's a place for me, just say the word, whether the future target is anyone, the knife in my hand will not waver."

Hearing Zhou Xing's words, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile inwardly.

Zhou Xing is the kind of smart person he greatly admires.

He is about to open a mansion on his own.

The mansion must be dominated by his will, with trusted aides who follow only his orders.

He doesn't like working with strangers, and he doesn't have the confidence to see through people's hearts.

In comparison, both he and Zhou Xing are from Luoshui County, having interacted quite a bit, and he's deeply familiar with Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing is a very good choice for him.

As for whether the strength is sufficient, that isn't critical.

There are other means of nurturing strength in people.

Various thoughts flickered through his mind.

Jiang Ning looked at Zhou Xing.

"Brother Zhou Xing, how strong are you now?"

"Eighth Grade, strength of two thousand five hundred pounds!" Zhou Xing said with some pride.

With this level of strength, in Luoshui County, he is already akin to a leader.

Not to mention, he is still very young, with great potential for the future.

With more effort over time, he can easily reach Seventh Grade, and within his lifetime, stepping into Sixth Rank or even Fifth Grade is not impossible.

Such achievement is reminiscent of someone who could be included in the county annals of Luoshui County.

But he also knows, having such strength is entirely thanks to his initial surrender and the aid Jiang Ning provided him.

He further understands that if he has the chance to become someone included in the county annals.

Then, Jiang Ning would be someone remembered in the historical records.

"Eighth Grade?" Jiang Ning frowned: "Too weak!"

Without thinking, he voiced his opinion.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xing's proud expression immediately vanished, feeling somewhat bitter inside.

He could tell this was Jiang Ning's true opinion.

The word 'weak' was a blow to him.

From the letter Jiang Ning sent him, he knew Jiang Ning intended to use him.

But now, hearing Jiang Ning's evaluation of his strength as weak made him suddenly feel uneasy and even more tense.

"Brother Zhou Xing, drink this!" Jiang Ning lifted the teacup nearby.

The bottom of the teacup was covered in scarlet blood.

This was the blood he had just prepared for Zhou Xing in advance.

Blood used to enhance strength.

Having absorbed the Authority of the Blood and Flesh God earlier, his own blood similarly possessed the effect of fortifying the physique.

Moreover, as his strength grows, his physique becomes increasingly robust, making the effects of his blood stronger.

If he is to use Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing's strength must be stronger.

With just Eighth Grade strength, Zhou Xing is far too weak in Dongling City.

Seeing the uncovered teacup and hearing Jiang Ning's words.

Zhou Xing immediately raised the teacup without hesitation and swallowed it in one sip.

The next moment.

Zhou Xing's face began to redden, and sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"Brother, please enhance your strength as soon as possible these days! I need your strength to level up!"

"Yes!" Zhou Xing nodded repeatedly.

Then he said: "Master, I will take my leave!"

"Good!" Jiang Ning nodded.

He also knew that with the effect of his blood kicking in, Zhou Xing's feeling was quite uncomfortable.

But this precisely indicated that the effects of his blood were stronger.

As Zhou Xing departed.

Jiang Ning resumed with his wine glass, once more lost in thought.

Zhou Xing, Xie Xiaojiu, and Feng Jiuge were all three people he intended to use.

Enhancing strength, for him now, is not difficult.

Just a matter of providing some blood.

What truly made him hesitate was Cheng Ran.

In Luoshui County, Cheng Ran is considered his only good friend.

Now with rising success, he does want to give Cheng Ran a hand.

But he knows, if he does lend a hand, their friendship may strain due to the complete disparity in status.

Just like Zhou Xing's recent demeanor.

He can perceive Zhou Xing's restraint and apprehension.

After contemplating for a moment, he shook his head.

"Better leave this choice to Cheng Ran! Let him choose his future destiny!"

Having figured it out, Jiang Ning no longer dwelled.

He continued drinking his little wine, waiting for Lv Yi's return.

A moment later.

"Master!"

"Did you see Brother Zhou Xing off?" Jiang Ning asked.

"I did!" Lv Yi replied.

"Come on, let's go to the study, I need to send another letter out!" Jiang Ning said.

"Yes, Master!" Lv Yi quickly responded.

She then followed Jiang Ning in small steps.

"By the way, Master!" Midway, Lv Yi suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ning asked.

Lv Yi said: "Yesterday, Master Bai came looking for you, and knowing you weren't here, asked me to pass a message."

"The Patrol Envoy's banquet is already being prepared. The city's various powers have received invitations, but now they want to know what your preferences are, so they can send gifts according to them."

Upon hearing this.

Jiang Ning stopped in his tracks.

"Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures!"

"Convey this message out!"

He spoke again.

"Yes, Master!" Lv Yi immediately responded, understanding Jiang Ning's meaning.

...

Returning from the study.

Lv Yi carried the letter written to Cheng Ran and dashed out of the courtyard.

Now, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was cloudless, and the sky was as blue as if washed.

"It's a good weather, just right for a nap." He showed a relieved expression.

After a long journey over several days, returning home today brought a sense of tranquility to his heart.