Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

The front hall.

"Sister-in-law!" Jiang Ning, holding Little Dumpling's hand, stepped over the threshold and greeted Liuu Wanwan.

"Ah Ning's here!" Liuu Wanwan placed the fish soup she had just brought on the table and then wiped her hands on her apron to remove the moisture.

"Uncle!" Jiang Yiming, who had just come in from the back door, exclaimed upon seeing Jiang Ning.

At this moment, Jiang Yiming was bare-armed, with fringes on his forehead soaked with sweat, sticking together.

It was very clear that Jiang Yiming had just finished practicing.

"How's your martial arts progress?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Uncle, I have completed the Martial Arts Entry!" Jiang Yiming looked at his uncle with respect.

He knew that his quick completion of the Martial Arts Entry was all thanks to the drop of blood from the blood-red amber Jiang Ning gave him on his birthday.

After absorbing that drop of blood, he found his physique had become incredibly terrifying.

Even the legendary Innate Divine Strength was inferior to his.

He could easily lift a 500 jin stone lock.

This was something he couldn't even imagine before.

His father, who had been practicing martial arts for more than twenty years, hadn't been able to hone his physique to this level.

Yet he achieved this transformation with just one drop of blood from Jiang Ning, which showed how precious it was.

"Martial Arts Entry?" Jiang Ning nodded with a smile: "Not bad!!"

Now, Liuu Wanwan also squinted her eyes slightly, with several wrinkles appearing at the corners.

The achievement of Jiang Yiming's martial arts entry made her initially ecstatic, feeling unreal.

As a legitimate daughter of the Liuu family in Dongling City, she naturally knew that entering the Martial Arts Entry wasn't that easy.

Even in Dongling City, in their Liuu family, not everyone could practice martial arts.

It's not just about talent, but also personal will.

Practicing martial arts is hard; it requires day by day, year by year, training hard in the coldest winter days and the hottest summer days to achieve success.

Common people can't often endure such hardships.

The most suitable age for martial arts training is around fifteen years old when the bones are mostly mature.

At this age, whether boys or girls, their mind isn't fully mature, usually more playful.

Even if they know the importance of martial arts, not many can truly endure hardship and persevere.

And to want success in martial arts, one must start young.

Once older, trying to catch up is hardly possible.

Slow at one step, slow at every step.

A person's life, the golden age is just those years.

Now her child, Jiang Yiming, had achieved the Martial Arts Entry at just fifteen years old.

Such an achievement could shock the entire Dongling City!

Thinking of this, Liuu Wanwan immediately looked at Jiang Ning, at her younger brother-in-law.

She knew her son's achievement was all thanks to that gift from Jiang Ning.

That gift gave her son surprising martial arts talent in one go.

At this age, with this strength, it's easy to be admitted to the Martial Arts Garden, with unlimited future achievements.

Just then.

Jiang Li also walked in from the back door.

"Ah brother!" He couldn't help but raise his voice upon seeing Jiang Ning, then grinned.

"Big brother!" Jiang Ning said.

At this moment.

Little Dumpling, with a shrunken Old Turtle on her head, rubbed her stomach.

"Ah Dad, Ah Mom, Little Dumpling is almost starving."

"Okay!" Liuu Wanwan smiled: "It's almost ready! Little Dumpling, go and sit properly first."

Upon hearing this, Little Dumpling nodded heavily.

She tightly gripped Jiang Ning's finger and walked toward the dining table.

A moment later.

"I'm sitting properly!"

Little Dumpling put on a well-behaved sitting posture.

Her short legs swung back and forth on the chair.

At this moment.

The Old Turtle on her head was also placed beside her, stretched its neck, and waited for the fish soup.

...

At the dining table.

"Ah brother, when do you think is a good time to go to Dongling City?"

Jiang Li suddenly spoke.

"Today then!" Jiang Ning said.

"Today?" Jiang Li was surprised.

"Yes, today!" Jiang Ning nodded, then continued: "The weather has been warming up for several days, Luoshui Lake has completely thawed, and the snow on the road to Dongling City must have melted."

"Moreover, the spring admissions of the Martial Arts Garden are just these days."

"Yiming needs to head to Dongling City soon to enroll in the Martial Arts Garden."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li nodded heavily.

"Alright, we'll do as Ah brother suggests, we'll set off today!"

"Ah Ning, how about we head out this afternoon? Before leaving, we need to tidy up!" Liuu Wanwan suggested from the side.

"Let's do as sister-in-law says!" Jiang Ning smiled: "I also need to say goodbye to Master Wang."

...

After breakfast.

Jiang Ning walked out of the house, holding a large piece of eel meat.

"Young Master, the carriage is ready!"

Lv Yi led the carriage out from the Wang family stable.

Jiang Ning immediately boarded the carriage.

"Young Master, where to first?" Lv Yi asked.

"Let's go to the martial arts hall first!" Jiang Ning replied.

After speaking, he hung the two or three dozen jin of fish meat in his hand inside the carriage.

This was his gift for Wang Jin.

For someone like Wang Jin, a martial artist, the blood and flesh of a transformed monster are excellent supplements, better than most Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Sitting in the carriage, he continued to take out books and read.

...

Canglang Martial Arts Hall.

When Jiang Ning arrived at the martial arts hall's entrance with Lv Yi.

"Brother Jiang is here!" One of the guards at the entrance immediately cheered loudly.

Just that one shout.

The disciples cultivating strength in the front courtyard swarmed over in an instant.

They immediately crowded at the entrance of the martial arts hall.

"Brother Jiang, is this Brother Jiang? Just looking at him gives a powerful impression!"