Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

"So achieving this step is very simple for me!"

Hong Minghu: "..."

Afterward, he let out a long sigh.

"Meeting you, I've finally understood the feeling of powerlessness when one drifts aimlessly through the blue sky. Your talent is too terrifying."

While speaking, Hong Minghu took another deep look at the tiger shaped from the Inner Breath in Jiang Ning's hand.

The tiger in his hand was only palm-sized, about ten centimeters.

But it gave him a feeling of profound shock.

He knew deep down that just the burst of Inner Breath in Jiang Ning's hand could threaten his life and death.

This threat was not because Jiang Ning's Inner Breath was stronger than his, but because it was far ahead of him in terms of "technique".

The effect of the Divine Pattern in the white tiger bone was much stronger in Jiang Ning's hand than in his own.

This was mainly because Jiang Ning, like him, had managed to manifest the Divine Pattern within the tiger shaped from his Inner Breath; in just a few breaths, he completed what would take him months.

It was also because the tiger shaped from Inner Breath in Jiang Ning's hand combined both divine essence and physical form; the more real the spirit and form were, the stronger the effect that could be exerted, the greater the force that could be evoked.

Such a Divine Pattern was an external manifestation of the rules of heaven and earth and the ultimate truth.

Meanwhile, upon hearing Hong Minghu's praise, Jiang Ning couldn't help but agree inwardly.

With all his accumulations, if he couldn't even achieve this, wouldn't he be too worthless?

"However, I didn't expect before that the trait of 'unforgettable' could play such a key and crucial role here! Truly, every trait must not be underestimated!!" He murmured to himself silently.

At that moment,

Hong Minghu also regained control over his fluctuating emotions.

His gaze lingered on the tiger bone in Jiang Ning's hand.

"Residence Master, I'm returning this to you!" Jiang Ning spoke, handing the white tiger bone back to Hong Minghu.

From the look in Hong Minghu's eyes just now, he had noted Hong Minghu's reluctance to part with the tiger bone in his hand.

And by this point, he also knew that this piece of tiger bone was of no use to him anymore.

With the trait of 'unforgettable',

he only needed one look to completely remember it, and he would never forget.

The tiger bone had no other use in his hands.

Upon hearing these words, Hong Minghu took another glance at the tiger bone in Jiang Ning's hand and then shook his head: "Once given away, how can there be any sense in taking it back. You keep it!"

Jiang Ning said, "I have no need for this item anymore! It seems like you still need it, Residence Master!"

"Even if you don't need it, you keep it! I gave it away; there's no taking it back! If you really find no use for it later, you might as well sell it!" he reaffirmed with another shake of his head.

After an unsuccessful attempt, Jiang Ning gave up the idea of returning the tiger bone.

His view of Hong Minghu had also slightly shifted for the better.

A short while later,

Watching Jiang Ning's departure, Hong Minghu felt a pang of sorrow.

"Call that stubborn! Call that stubborn!!"

He slapped himself several times in frustration.

No one knew better than he did how much silver taels the tiger bone had cost him.

Such a thing would not change even if left untouched for a hundred years; it could be passed down from generation to generation.

Moreover, it could significantly enhance the combat power of a Fifth Grade Internal Strength Martial Artist, which made it highly valuable and marked up in price!

When he had acquired the tiger bone, it cost him a full number of eleven thousand silver taels. He had intended to sell it after he was completely done with it. That way, he could come to terms with his expenses.

But just now, considering the previous events and Jiang Ning's recent lifesaving help,

He decided to part with painful fondness and chose to hand over this treasure bone, which represented his family's wealth, to mend the rift between him and Jiang Ning.

"Forget it!"

"Forget it!!"

"Having given away a gift worth eleven thousand silver, at least the relationship has been somewhat mended!"

"Besides, he did save my life today, after all!"

"I must show my gratitude for the lifesaving grace!!"

Elsewhere,

Thanks to his powerful listening ability, Jiang Ning overheard Hong Minghu's murmurs from inside the house behind him.

He was instantly filled with surprise.

"Valued at eleven thousand silver taels?"

"This little thing is that expensive?!!"