Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

The small silver sword, about six or seven centimeters long, held in his hand, exhibited the same mysterious aura it had when in Xiao Qiushui's possession.

It lost its luster and gleam.

Appearing like an ordinary toy sword.

Even so, Jiang Ning was keenly aware of the extraordinary nature of this small silver sword.

After all, it pierced through his two layers of Golden Body and left a bloody mark on his palm.

The scene from just moments ago flashed through his mind again.

The small silver sword transformed into a sword pill and was swallowed by Xiao Qiushui.

At this thought, he couldn't help but gather clear water to seriously clean this toy-like small sword in his hand.

Then, he examined it carefully once more but still found nothing.

"Let's try recognizing it as master through a blood ritual!" Jiang Ning murmured, a thought rising in his mind.

Then.

He gripped the hilt with his left hand and made a cut on the pad of his right middle finger, slicing the flesh and releasing a trickle of blood.

"So sharp!!"

Looking at the wound, Jiang Ning's eyes gleamed with amazement.

After the Second Limit Breaking of his Vajra Immortal Body.

He was well aware of how strong his physical defense had become.

He could twist thousand-forged weapons into a braid with his bare hands now.

But in the face of this small silver sword, despite fully activating the Vajra Immortal Body back then, with two layers of golden light to fortify him, he was still injured in a hurried counterattack by Xiao Qiushui.

Then.

A bead of blood, unspilling, landed on the small silver sword.

Rolling like a pearl, yet not absorbed by the sword in the slightest.

After observing it for a moment and seeing no change, he concluded.

"It appears that the blood recognition method won't work!" Jiang Ning shook his head.

Then.

His gaze sharpened, and his Divine Sense expanded outward.

His expression changed instantly.

Because his Divine Sense, upon contacting the small silver sword, was silently absorbed by it.

Then he saw the intricate silver patterns within the sword.

As his Divine Thought merged, the silver patterns inside the sword were slowly filled and illuminated by him.

"This seems to be the way to refine this small silver sword!!" Jiang Ning's eyes lit up, his heart filled with joy.

Then.

He closed his eyes, focusing all efforts on using his Divine Thought to fill and refine the patterns within the small silver sword.

Time ticked away.

Sweat slowly beaded on his forehead.

Only after fully refining it did he comprehend the complexity of the patterns, the vast amount of Divine Thought required to fill them.

Upon completing one layer of patterns, another immediately appeared.

After a long while.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Phew—

He exhaled a breath of impure energy.

"Go!" he shouted crisply.

The small silver sword immediately transformed into a streak of silver light that shot out, appearing a hundred meters away in an instant.

He raised his hand, summoning it back, and the small silver sword instantly returned to his side.

It hovered before him, emitting a faint silver radiance.

"What a marvelous thing!" he exclaimed, gazing in wonder at the small silver sword before him.

Through refining it, he also assimilated the contained information.

This object bore no distinct name; it was a sword pill.

Possessing a five-layered restriction.

Five layered restrictions were embedded within.

Just now, he refined these five restrictions and completely mastered the sword pill.

It was not a product of this current era but a relic from the Ancient Times.

The most precious aspect inside was the Sword Intent harbored within.

Comprehending that Sword Intent, mastering it, would allow one to unleash the true power of the sword pill.

"If time allows, I might as well give it a try!" Jiang Ning murmured, looking at the little silver sword that cast a gentle silver glow.

Then.

With a thought.

The small silver sword before him shrank into a silver metal pill, which he swallowed into his mouth.

Now, it's time to inspect other gains.

Jiang Ning felt a surge of excitement.

He had completely emptied the treasure vault of the Water Moon Sword Palace.

Many treasures were found within.

As for wealth, there was none.

The next moment.

He held three brocade boxes in his hand.

Seven Orifice Enlightenment Pill.

Seeing the label on the box, information on the Seven Orifice Enlightenment Pill immediately came to his mind.

From his research in books.

This type of pill was extremely precious, possessing innate effects that could awaken wisdom and enhance perception.

It was often used by major powers or strong warriors to nurture their descendants, a rare and valuable pill.

The ingredients used were also exceedingly rare, comprising seven types of perception-enhancing pills.

Among these seven ingredients, the most precious was the Bodhi Fruit.

Buddhism had a record of it.

The Buddha supposedly attained enlightenment under the Bodhi Tree one night, thereafter founding Mahayana Buddhism.

The Bodhi Fruit was a typical special material that could enhance human perception.

Jiang Ning, without hesitation, quickly tossed three Seven Orifice Enlightenment Pills into his mouth.

Currently, he has no descendants he needs to cultivate.

As for the effects of this pill, he's also indifferent.

What he cares about is that this pill can increase his Source Energy Points.

Currently, the gap in his Source Energy Points is too large.

He's in urgent need of replenishment.

After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

Three exceedingly precious Seven Orifice Enlightenment Pills were refined by Jiang Ning.

At this moment, he merely felt his mind become a bit clearer, but besides that, there were no significant changes.

He shook his head and stopped paying attention.

To him, the effects of this pill were of no great use.

All he wanted was to absorb the energy contained within to increase his Source Energy Points.

Then.

He took out another item from the Sumeru Ring.

It was a piece of form-fitting soft armor.

Soft armor woven like ice silk.

But in his hands, it had a faint warmth, as if it was constantly radiating heat.

Looking at the soft armor in hand, Jiang Ning gave it a strong tug.

Then tried again with a little more force.

A few breaths later.

"It's a good thing!" he praised, then shook his head slowly: "But clearly it's of no use to me!"

He said this because the soft armor was too small, like a piece of cloth, clearly meant for a woman.

"This item could be a gift for someone!" Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

In his mind flashed Wang Qintan's proud little face, then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"She helped me a lot before, it's just right to repay her a bit."

"Besides, she's a little rich lady, if there's a chance, maybe she could sponsor me again!"

Thinking of Wang Qintan, Jiang Ning couldn't help but touch the back of his head.

Under his hair, he found the phoenix feather Wang Qintan had left on the back of his head long ago.

With this phoenix feather, even the most severe injuries can allow him to undergo Nirvana Revival.

"I ought to give her something!"

Jiang Ning thought to himself.

He put away the soft armor.

Then took out another item from the Sumeru Ring.

Thousand Spirit Blood!

Looking at the label on the small jade bottle, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The Thousand Spirit Blood is a necessary item for an ordinary Grandmaster to complete the second Blood Exchange.

Finding this in the treasury of the Water Moon Sword Palace didn't surprise him.

After all, Xiao Qiushui was one step away from Grandmaster before; the treasury of the Water Moon Sword Palace must have this kind of stock.

Then.

He opened the bottle cap and inhaled with his mouth.

The Thousand Spirit Blood in the bottle was sucked into his mouth.

He then closed his eyes slightly, circulating his Qi-blood to start refining.

After thirty minutes.

He opened his eyes, his face slightly flushed.

"No, the remaining Hundred Spirit Blood, Thousand Spirit Blood should not be consumed any further!"

Jiang Ning could feel that his body was already struggling after refining those Thousand Spirit Blood.

Any more and his Qi-Blood would be excessive, causing nosebleeds.

So, he chose to jump down from the tree.

And started practicing fists in the open space.

...

The next day.

At dawn, a fiery red sun rose over the ridge.

Jiang Ning slowly stood with fists retracted and lightly exhaled the impure energy from his abdomen.

At this moment, his complexion also returned to normal.

His eyes were bright and sharp.

A night of practicing fists allowed him to successfully digest the effects from refining the Thousand Spirit Blood last night.

He clenched his fists, and at this moment, a drop of crystal-clear sweat hung at the tip of his nose, dripping slowly under the fiery red sun.

[Source Energy]: 7863

[Skill]: Five Animals Fist (Six times breaking limit 7000/7000) (Trait: Five Internal Organs Store Essence, Five Elements Spirit, Master of Fist Skill [First Break], Bear and Tiger Body, Five Elements Body)

Last night's achievements made his Source Energy Points skyrocket from over four thousand to over seven thousand, an increase of exactly three thousand points.

And this wasn't even his only gain.

Merely swallowing three Seven Orifice Enlightenment Pills and a bottle of Thousand Spirit Blood contributed to this growth in Source Energy Points.

He had many more good things.

Which he needed to slowly digest.

As for the Five Animals Fist, after a night of practicing fists.

The accumulation of Experience Value also successfully maxed out at seven thousand points.

Now, as long as his Source Energy Points were sufficient, he could choose to Break Limit anytime.

But, it's still not enough!

He closed the panel.

The next Break Limit for the Five Animals Fist requires ten thousand Source Energy Points.

Currently, he has just over seven thousand.

Still far from enough.

And this is just the gap for the Five Animals Fist.

Besides the Five Animals Fist, the gap in Source Energy Points required for other Cultivation Techniques is just as large.

"No rush! Xiao Qiushui is dead, and there is no one who can pose a threat to me in the short term, so I have plenty of time now to slowly digest the resources obtained from last night!"

Jiang Ning clenched his fists, filled with determination.