Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Inside the palace.

Standing against the ice-sealed wall, Jiang Ning felt the penetrating chill.

He looked up and threw a punch.

Boom—

His fist landed, and the ice layer instantly shattered; then, he retrieved a dark bluish-black scale from inside the ice.

"Old Turtle, feel this, estimate how many years of Dao this scale's owner has."

"Yes, my lord!" Old Turtle immediately responded.

Then, it took the dark bluish-black scale from Jiang Ning and sniffed it carefully.

"Reporting back to my lord, it's also about three hundred years of Dao!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning slightly nodded.

"It seems the Dao level of the demons here isn't very high," he muttered to himself.

Both Old Turtle and the electric eel had a Dao of over two hundred years and had no power to resist him.

Three hundred years of Dao was just a few decades to a century higher than Old Turtle and the electric eel, its strength was at most comparable to Fifth Grade Internal Strength Realm, and likely still inferior to him.

Afterwards.

He kept his Heavenly Eye activated, scanning around, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

The slight change in his gaze was noticed by the sneakily observing Old Turtle.

"My lord, have you made a new discovery?"

Old Turtle, secretly stuffing the greenish scale into its shell, then scuttled over with its limbs.

"There is a new discovery!" A smile appeared on Jiang Ning's lips.

Using Heavenly Eye, he spotted a fish hidden under the mud buried beneath the rubble, about the size of a palm.

His figure flashed.

And he arrived directly above where the fish was hidden.

"Old Turtle, dig down ten feet!" Jiang Ning instructed.

"Sure thing!" Seeing that Jiang Ning hadn't noticed the scale it had hidden, Old Turtle hurriedly swam over.

Getting to the spot where Jiang Ning stood, its body began to enlarge.

In an instant.

Old Turtle had grown to three feet in length.

It swung its forelimbs, beginning to dig; the solid soil was as soft as tofu in its hands.

"Don't kill me!!"

"Don't kill me!!!"

Just after digging seven or eight feet deep, a trembling voice came from beneath the soil layer.

Yet, the voice was very pleasant and crisp, clearly that of a female fish.

"Come out!" Jiang Ning said.

Immediately, there was no movement from below.

Beneath the soil layer.

A Dragon Carp, covered in golden-red scales with a tail like rosy clouds, kept trembling.

She was incredibly fearful right now.

She didn't know if the demon dragon had come back to kill again.

"If you don't come out now, I'll have to come down myself!" A threatening voice came from above, making the Dragon Carp tremble again, her rosy tail flickering.

The next moment.

She closed her eyes, whipped her tail, and broke free from the mud's constraints.

…

Above the soil layer.

Jiang Ning saw the mud in the dug-up hole quivering.

Then, a fish head patterned in gold and red peeked out.

On the fish head, two eyes protruded strongly; beneath those eyes, it seemed as if rosy clouds served as eyeshadow.

Following that.

The palm-sized little fish broke free from the mud and appeared in Jiang Ning's line of sight.

The little fish was covered in golden-red scales, with a tail fin like rosy clouds, shimmering like a gem in the dim water pit with a faint glow.

A trace of astonishment flashed through Jiang Ning's eyes.

Such a beautiful carp, he had never seen before.

This is… a Dragon Carp!!

At this moment, he remembered what was written in the books.

Small in size, tail like rosy clouds, scales throughout in golden red.

According to the memories in his mind, Jiang Ning recognized that this very closely resembled the Dragon Carp described in the books.

A flicker of surprise crossed his mind.

Because, according to the books, Dragon Carp had an extraordinary lineage, rumored to have true dragon bloodlines.

This indicated that the Dragon Carp was worthy of transforming into a true dragon.

"Hello… you!" Emerging from the mud, the Dragon Carp, seeing Jiang Ning and Old Turtle above the pit, became somewhat nervous.

"How many years of Dao do you have, little demon?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Twe... twenty... twenty-three years!" The Dragon Carp stuttered in response to Jiang Ning, who appeared as imposing as a mountain to her small form.

"So weak!" Old Turtle commented on hearing this.

"Ye... yes, very weak!" The formerly shaking rosy-like tail fin of the Dragon Carp suddenly stopped.

"Come here, I won't hurt you!" Jiang Ning spoke, comforting the little Dragon Carp in front of him.

He knew that whatever had happened here, this surviving Dragon Carp must know a lot.

Taking in Old Turtle, Jiang Ning was also very interested in this Dragon Carp.

Because Dragon Carp naturally had extraordinary lineage, their potential for growth was much greater than that of Old Turtle, a mere ordinary tortoise.

Such a potential and ornamental-valued Dragon Carp intrigued him greatly.

At this time.

Hearing Jiang Ning's words, the Dragon Carp timidly swam up to him.

She could sense that the turtle and human before her were beings she couldn't afford to provoke.

Her small form was no match for them at all.

"Here, have something good to eat!" Jiang Ning extended his finger, a bead of blood gathered on the tip, and the lake water dispersed on its own under his control.

Seeing this, the Dragon Carp glanced puzzledly at Jiang Ning and then back at the blood bead on his fingertip, her eyes filled with confusion.

She didn't understand why this human male was feeding her blood.

The next moment, the Dragon Carp seemed to recall a certain tale she had heard.

She immediately shook her head repeatedly.

"No!"

"I am a good demon, I don't eat meat, only vegetation!"

"Don't test me! I'm a good demon, not a bad one, I haven't harmed anyone!!"

As she spoke, Jiang Ning distinctly heard crying in the Dragon Carp's voice.

Right then, the Dragon Carp was extremely scared.

She still remembered what Grandpa Turtle had told her about the fishing laws.