Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

In the courtyard.

As night fell, the bright moon gradually hung high, Jiang Ning immersed himself in the joy of practicing the sword.

Each time he practiced the sword technique, the progress of the technique showed a clear growth, and his understanding of the related swordsmanship was also increasing.

This continuous growth and harvest always intoxicated him, filling his heart with more motivation.

While practicing the sword at home, he also constantly tried to control the energy gathered around him.

He let that energy flood out like a mountain torrent, which he found too crude.

If he could restrain it, condense it at one point, the killing power of the final sword would increase exponentially.

Moreover, in this way, when practicing this sword technique, it wouldn't cause the commotion of a mountain flood each time.

With each attempt, he became more adept at controlling this energy.

Although he couldn't gather the energy for a point burst, he managed to suppress its momentum quite a bit.

When the torrent erupted, it was just like thunder roaring.

Deep into the night, the bright moon hung high.

With a slash of the long sword in Jiang Ning's hand, the airflow around him surged into the sky, resembling thunder resonating in the deep night.

Then, he sheathed the sword and stood.

[Skill]: Yin Yang Soft and Hard Sword (Four Times Break Limit 2033/5000) (Traits: Balance of Hard and Soft (Pale Green), Defense (Pale Blue), Swift as a Frightened Swan (Pale Green)

After glancing at the panel, he looked up at the night sky above.

The stars were bright, and the moonlight brilliant.

At this time, the bright moon was hanging high above his head, about to sink to the east.

Seeing this, he withdrew his gaze and put away his long sword.

"Go to sleep quickly!"

He looked lightly at the window not far away and softly reminded.

Zhong Ling stuck out her tongue at Jiang Ning and shrank back.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile slightly.

Earlier, seeing Zhong Ling looking so lifeless, he felt a bit heartbroken and pitied Zhong Ling.

Now seeing Zhong Ling seemed to regain some of her previous liveliness, he felt slightly happy in his heart.

Returning to his room, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next day.

Approaching noon.

"Sir!" Feng Jiuge followed Lv Yi over.

Jiang Ning put away the long sword in his hand at this time and took the towel Lv Yi handed over to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"How is the investigation going?" Jiang Ning asked.

"The time you gave was too short, so I couldn't investigate much! But I was born and raised in Dongling City, and I am quite familiar with the various forces in Dongling City, and I know quite a bit about the Lin family." Feng Jiuge said.

"Then what about the understanding of the Lin family's rightful daughter, Lin Jiaxin?" Jiang Ning handed the towel back to Lv Yi.

Earlier in the morning, he had Lv Yi go out to see Feng Jiuge, instructing Feng Jiuge to investigate Lin Jiaxin, the rightful daughter of the Lin family, as well as the current situation of the Lin family.

As his subordinate, he knew the most suitable person for this task with the ability to do it was Feng Jiuge.

This was mainly because Feng Jiuge was born and raised in Dongling City and was extremely familiar with Dongling City.

Moreover, Feng Jiuge's father held the position of Captain in Dongling City, with a certain standing previously.

As his daughter, Feng Jiuge naturally had a different circle of contacts.

"Returning to you, Sir, I don't know Lin Jiaxin well, although we've met a few times, we've never had in-depth exchanges." Feng Jiuge continued, "But from what I understand, Lin Jiaxin is considered as a genius daughter of the Lin family, with good martial arts talent, has now entered the Eighth Grade."

"With the Lin family's current resources, it's not too difficult for this girl to step into the Sixth Rank in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning slowly nodded.

"What about her character?" he asked again.

"I haven't heard any bad rumors before." Feng Jiuge responded.

Jiang Ning nodded again.

Just then.

Feng Jiuge couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, why do you want me to investigate this person? Is it that you have thoughts about this girl?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at Feng Jiuge.

"My nephew Jiang Yiming is emotionally involved with her!"

"I see!" Feng Jiuge nodded repeatedly.

Then said, "However, this girl is now nineteen years old, isn't her age a bit unsuitable?"

Jiang Ning shook his head, "That's not important! This matter is ultimately left to my nephew Jiang Yiming to decide; each person's path is ultimately walked by themselves, I can only supervise!"

"Then, Sir, should I conduct a more detailed investigation?" Feng Jiuge asked.

"There's no time! After lunch, I'll take my nephew Jiang Yiming to visit the Lin family." Jiang Ning shook his head.

"Can I accompany you, Sir?" Feng Jiuge asked.

"Sure!" Jiang Ning nodded.

...

Afternoon.

"Uncle!" Jiang Yiming, dressed in a white robe, looked respectful at Jiang Ning.

It was apparent that Jiang Yiming had specially dressed up, even his hair tied up with a hairband appeared immaculate.

"Quite handsome!" Jiang Ning looked at Jiang Yiming, nodded in praise.

"Uncle jokes!" Jiang Yiming said sincerely.

He knows that in his family, no one is lacking in appearance.

Especially his father and the uncle in front.

"If you're ready, let's go!" Jiang Ning smiled.

"Yes!" Jiang Yiming nodded.

Jiang Ning then looked at Liuu Wanwan and Jiang Li on the side.

"Elder brother and sister-in-law, I'll take Yiming to the Lin family now!"

"Alright!" Liuu Wanwan nodded, and said, "Thank you for the trouble, Ah Ning!"

"You're too kind, sister-in-law!" Jiang Ning said.

Soon after, he took Jiang Yiming, got on the carriage, and headed towards the Lin family.

At this time, Feng Jiuge was following on the side.

...

The Lin family.