Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Red Flame Cave Heaven.

Wall Cliff.

The mountain breeze swept by, causing the few people’s long hair to dance.

"Cold Moon Pond... Mysterious Yin Jade Marrow." Jiang Ning murmured, a glint of light flickering in his eyes.

The white-haired woman nodded slightly, "Precisely. The Mysterious Yin Jade Marrow is condensed from the essence of extreme yin, and it should temporarily nourish the Primordial Spirit, delaying the imbalance of yin and yang, thus buying more time for fellow Daoist."

"Thank you, Immortal!" Jiang Ning clasped his hands and said.

The Mysterious Yin Jade Marrow mentioned by the woman in front of him, although it cannot directly solve his crisis of yin-yang imbalance.

But it can delay the imbalance trend of his Primordial Spirit’s yin-yang, giving him more time to resolve this matter.

Moreover, the growth brought about could provide him with more options.

"Please follow me, fellow Daoist." The white-haired woman said to Jiang Ning.

Upon finishing her statement, she turned barefoot, stepping into the air and rising up.

"I’ll go ahead first!" Jiang Ning clasped hands towards Cang Yue and Shen Yueru, then nodded slightly to Shen Yueru, and proceeded to follow the white-haired woman’s footsteps.

As she watched them leave, Cang Yue patted Shen Yueru’s shoulder: "We won’t be following; we’ll wait here patiently."

"Yes, Sect Master!" Shen Yueru nodded in agreement, looking respectful.

...

Cold Moon Pond.

Located deep within a fissure at the heights of the Chi Huang Main Peak.

The cliff walls on both sides of the fissure towered high and were rugged with strange stones.

The deeper one goes down the fissure, the heavier the chill in the air becomes.

Following the silhouette of the white-haired woman, Jiang Ning plunged straight into it.

He could feel the increasing chill in the air corroding his Primordial Spirit.

But as soon as that chill approached the body of the Primordial Spirit, it was instantly dispelled by the fiery Yang Qi.

Moments later, the area ahead suddenly opened up.

A secluded pond about a yard across appeared in front of him.

The water was an unfathomable deep blue, smooth as a mirror, without the slightest ripple.

The surface of the pond reflected the faint light from the narrow sky above the fissure, making it exceptionally serene.

The ground around the pond was covered with a layer of crystalline frost, due to extremely low temperatures.

The closer to the pond, the thicker the frost congealed on the ground.

Crunch——

The white-haired woman stepped barefoot upon it, crushing the frost with a delicate sound.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the place!" The white-haired woman stood barefoot on the frost and pointed to the center of the pond.

In the center of the pond, a silver-white halo akin to moonlight was swirling.

Pointing at that silver-white halo, she continued, "The Mysterious Yin Jade Marrow is nurtured at the depths of the pond’s heart, born from the fragment of Taiyin there. It takes five hundred years to condense into one drop, and now there are still two drops left in the pond."

She then looked towards Jiang Ning, "Would you like me to retrieve it for you, fellow Daoist?"

"Thank you very much, Immortal!" Jiang Ning replied.

"No need for politeness, fellow Daoist! You’ve helped me greatly; it’s what I should do." With that said.

She extended her fingers as slender and white as scallion jade, pressing her index and middle fingers together, and a layer of smooth jade-like radiance surged from her fingertips, then she made a virtual gesture towards the silver-white halo at the center of the pond.

At the same time, she turned her palm with the other hand, revealing a palm-sized white jade bottle.

With her will guiding it, the silver-white halo at the pond’s center subtly quivered, as a strand of silver-white liquid finer than hair slowly separated from the halo, rose windingly like a Spiritual Snake, pierced through the deep blue pond water, and floated upwards.

As the liquid left the water, the surrounding chill abruptly intensified, the temperature in the air plummeting, forming tiny ice crystals clumping mid-air.

She immediately tilted the bottleneck slightly, aiming it towards the silver-white liquid strand, the liquid strand seemingly possessing spirit, rotated mid-air, and entered the jade bottle.

She swiftly sealed the bottle cap tightly, completely containing the astonishing chill.

"This drop was condensed over nearly a thousand years." Yingxue handed the jade bottle to Jiang Ning, "You may attempt to use your Primordial Spirit power to wrap it and take it away to the main body, then refine it."

"Alright!" Jiang Ning nodded, received the jade bottle, which felt cool to the touch with a kind of smooth jade quality.

"Thank you, Immortal!" he expressed his gratitude once more.

"No need for politeness, fellow Daoist!" Yingxue shook her head nonchalantly and then said, "In our sect’s Hundred Medicines Celestial Ladder, there are still three plants of Mysterious Netherworld Grass, these heavenly materials also contain a Pure Yin attribute, fellow Daoist may take them as well, to use for auxiliary balance, which should likewise be beneficial to you."

Upon hearing this, delight filled Jiang Ning’s heart.

This undoubtedly was a tremendous aid to him.

If all goes well, with this assistance, it can greatly delay the crisis of his foundational yin-yang imbalance.

...

Hundred Medicines Celestial Ladder, located on another side of the Chi Huang Main Peak, in a Spiritual and Beautiful Valley.

Unlike the eerie solitude of the Cold Moon Pond, here, Spiritual Mist lingered, the scent of medicine was pervasive, tiered terraces abound, countless exotic flowers and herbs, vibrant with life.

The higher up the terraced field, the older the years, and the more precious the Spiritual Medicine.

Under the personal guidance of the white-haired woman named Yingxue, Jiang Ning smoothly arrived at a middle-upper part of the ladder where a herb garden was shrouded in a light milky-white mist.

The soil in the garden was deep black, with a faint diffusion of the chill.

There, three uniquely shaped Spirit Grass grew.

The stems of the grass looked like ink jade, the leaves were slender and curled with edges patterned in silver-white, and at the center of each grass was a pigeon egg-sized, and crystal-clear deep blue fruit.

Underneath the fruit’s skin, a ghostly glow flowed, they were precisely Mysterious Netherworld Grass and the Xuanming Yin Fruit they bore.

"This grass matures every three hundred years, and the fruit’s efficacy is tenfold that of the stems and leaves. Consumed, it can stabilize the Divine Soul, most suitable for those cultivating Yin attribute techniques," the white-haired woman explained.

"Thank you!" Jiang Ning expressed his gratitude once again.

Afterward, he raised his hand with a gesture, and the three plants of Mysterious Netherworld Grass along with the Xuanming Yin Fruit at the center flew directly into his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, use this item to house them." The white-haired woman said, a Cold Jade Box appeared in her hand, specially used for containing these items.