Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Xiao Qiushui instantly lowered her head, only to see Jiang Ning slightly raising his head to look at her, his gaze exceptionally sharp.

At this moment, Jiang Ning gave Xiao Qiushui no time to react, suddenly exerting force on her ankle.

Boom——

With the explosion of his power, Xiao Qiushui was pulled down like a piece of cloth and heavily slammed into the ground.

With this slam, the floor tiles shattered, and the scattered debris shot in all directions like cannonballs.

The nearby walls were instantly blasted with various-sized craters.

Faced with Xiao Qiushui, the Heavenly Human Grandmaster, Jiang Ning dared not give her any chance to recover.

Seizing the opportunity, he tightly locked her ankle, repeatedly lifting her and slamming her onto the ground as if handling a sandbag.

In his heart, there was no thought of cherishing beauty or tenderness.

Jiang Ning only knew to fully seize this rare opportunity, never giving Xiao Qiushui any chance to recover.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

...

The continuous rumbling echoed incessantly.

The ground around kept shaking, and the pits beneath grew deeper and deeper.

The rumbling quickly spread through the entire Water Moon Sword Palace, instantly awakening the disciples who were in slumber.

In just a few breaths.

Xiao Qiushui was heavily thrown to the ground by Jiang Ning.

The earth cracked, fissures spreading like a web.

At this moment, Xiao Qiushui no longer retained her previous noble demeanor.

Clothes tattered, limbs twisted.

Though her springtime beauty was exposed, at this moment there was no sense of allure.

Then.

Xiao Qiushui saw Jiang Ning's two fingers, enveloped in golden light, land on her forehead, and a trace of despair flashed in her eyes.

She never expected to end up in such a state.

And in such an aggrieved manner.

She still had many strategies left unused.

The Sword Intent she was proud of never had a chance to erupt.

Yet she was already grievously injured, momentarily unable to resist.

Although the Grandmaster's body is strong, the vitality abundant, and the self-healing rapid.

Jiang Ning, who was so close, evidently wouldn't give her such a chance.

In the next moment.

Jiang Ning's fingertip burst with force, piercing Xiao Qiushui's skull.

Then the Gang Qi erupted, flooding into Xiao Qiushui's head, stirring her brains.

When he withdrew his finger.

There was already a fingertip-sized bloody hole in the center of Xiao Qiushui's forehead.

A mix of red and white matter seeped from the blood hole, making her visage appear even more tragic.

Her originally bright gaze now turned completely dull, devoid of any luster.

Once confirmed that Xiao Qiushui's life had ended.

Jiang Ning didn't hesitate in the slightest.

His figure flashed.

Arriving at a corner.

When he slapped away that silver sword earlier, he had already memorized the direction it flew.

He was very clear, that silver sword must be a precious artifact.

Not to mention its mystical properties.

Just the bleeding wound in his palm was enough to prove the extraordinariness of the silver sword.

Found the silver sword he had knocked away, he grasped it and stashed it away.

Then his figure flickered and he arrived before the statue of a woman made of White Jade at the center of the hall.

Under the moonlight, the statue emitted a faint glow, appearing exceptionally holy.

Just a casual glance gave Jiang Ning a feeling of Goddess-like sanctity.

He then couldn't help but notice the bits of rubble beneath the statue.

Clearly, those bits of rubble had exploded from the shattered floor tiles.

Seeing the rubble on the ground, an unusual glint appeared in Jiang Ning's eyes.

Just now, the scattered rubble, like cannonballs, had left pit marks on the walls.

But now he didn't see any trace of damage on the White Jade statue.

In the next moment.

He no longer dwelled on such trivial matters.

Because he had little time left.

The brief exchange just now was enough to awaken all the disciples of the Water Moon Sword Palace.

The reason he came late at night was to ensure no one discovered his actions.

Being exposed to the eyes of the world presents few benefits but endless troubles.

Especially after witnessing the power of Li Sixiang, the Second Grade Divine Grandmaster, Vice Sect Leader of Cross Immortal Gate during the day.

He understood clearly that in his current state, he was in no position to take risks.

There are countless towering peaks in this world.

And at most, he could only be considered a small mound now.

Any Second Grade Grandmaster can claim the right to threaten his life.

In such a situation, it's best to continue developing quietly.

He naturally didn't want anyone to discover that he was responsible for Xiao Qiushui's death.

But at this moment, he couldn't leave immediately.

Because earlier, using the Heavenly Eye, he had already discovered a hidden chamber beneath the statue.

Within the secret chamber was the treasure vault of the Water Moon Sword Palace.

Currently, he was a big consumer of resources.

With the resources so near, how could he pass them up?

In the next moment.

The long knife appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and the ground beneath him was split apart like tofu, then flew away.

An entrance to a deep, dark underground tunnel instantly appeared below.

In the vast and dim great hall, this entrance seemed as if it led directly to the nine depths of hell.

Yet Jiang Ning felt no fear, no dread.

The situation below was one he had already fully assessed using the divine skills of the Heavenly Eye.

Now, his divine sense spread deep into the tunnel below, stopped in front of the door at the lower end of the tunnel, unable to penetrate further.

"Truly remarkable!" he murmured to himself.

Then his figure vanished from the great hall, entering the tunnel below.

In an instant.

He appeared before the towering stone gate below the tunnel.

The oil lamps on both sides of the tunnel ignited instantly as he appeared.

The sizzling, leaping flames lit up the previously pitch-black tunnel.

Jiang Ning glanced at the stone gate before him, and immediately slashed out with his knife.

Clang clang—

As the blade struck the stone gate, a piercing screech sounded, sparks dancing wildly like fireflies on the stone wall.

Jiang Ning held the long knife, his tiger's mouth numbing slightly, an expression of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This slash had not produced the scene he imagined.

The stone gate was not split open, leaving only a knife mark that was several dozen centimeters long and three to five centimeters deep.

Instead, the shock numbed his tiger's mouth.

At the next moment.

He took a deep breath.

Slashed again, unleashing an explosion of sword intent.

Scratch—

With the passage of sword intent, the stone gate broke with a sound.

He instantly felt the airflow moving through the gap he had created.

This indicated that his slash had already split open the thick stone gate.

Afterward.

Several crisscrossing slashes followed.

Before this sword intent.

The originally incredibly hard stone gate seemed ordinary, instantly severed by him.

Afterward.

He placed his palm on the stone gate and pushed with force.

The fragments of the stone gate, weighing a thousand pounds, were pushed out by him, landing heavily in the secret chamber behind the stone gate.

Jiang Ning bent down and slipped into the secret chamber.

From his previous observations.

This secret chamber wasn't very large.

Nor were there many things inside, only the treasures of the Water Moon Sword Palace that were truly precious.

As for the other visible sect treasury.

He had already discovered.

There were many things, the treasury was large.

But most of the items were quite ordinary.

To him, they were far less valuable than this treasury.

After all, he was alone at the moment and had only two Sumeru Rings, which couldn't carry much.

At this time.

He didn't have time to look carefully, quickly looting the treasury.

In less than the time of two breaths.

The treasury was cleared by him.

Afterward.

His figure flickered and reappeared outside the stone gate.

Relying on the coverage of his divine sense.

The entire Water Moon Sword Palace was under his watch.

Everyone's movements were perceived by him.

Moments later.

He returned from the tunnel to the great hall.

Arriving in front of Xiao Qiushui.

At this moment, Xiao Qiushui's clothes were torn, her white dress stained with blood and dirt.

Gone was the demeanor of a grandmaster.

Even with exposed skin, the previous beauty was absent.

In his mind, he couldn't help recalling Xiao Qiushui from before.

Her appearance was beautiful, cold as ice.

Seemingly possessing the majesty of a goddess.

But now, how did she resemble her previous self in the slightest?

"Forget it!"

"Let me let you depart with some dignity!"

Jiang Ning sighed.

Raised his hand and beckoned.

A long curtain floating in the great hall flew into his hand.

He covered Xiao Qiushui with the curtain, then the curtain wrapped around and enveloped her entire body.

At the next moment.

Flames appeared in the void.

The temperature was extremely high, far surpassing ordinary flames.

Instantly igniting Xiao Qiushui who was enveloped by the curtain.

As the flames danced, the empty great hall was instantly illuminated.

And Jiang Ning's figure vanished from this place.