Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Red Flame Cave Heaven.

In front of the Observation Platform.

Shen Yueru looked at Jiang Ning’s Primordial Spirit.

"Senior Brother, how did you do it? It’s been such a short time and you..." She paused, then exclaimed, "Your progress is simply unbelievable."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning just smiled and said, "It was merely a fortuitous encounter, plus a bit of luck. There’s no need for you to be too surprised, Senior Sister."

Shen Yueru shook her head, "Senior Brother, don’t try to fool me! Luck? That’s something to trick a three-year-old! To reach where you are, luck can’t explain it. In the Ancient Era, you’d have become an Immortal!"

Jiang Ning laughed.

"Senior Brother!" Shen Yueru suddenly looked serious.

"What’s the matter?" Jiang Ning showed a puzzled expression.

"Senior Brother, you need to leave Red Flame Cave Heaven quickly. Our Red Flame Sword Sect is profoundly deep-rooted, with a true Immortal on watch. Although you have achieved a superior Immortal Foundation and are a Primordial Spirit Immortal wielding great Divine Skills, this is after all Cave Heaven Blessed Land of our Red Flame Sword Sect. The Sect Protection Array is linked with the sect’s will. Any anomaly will be detected by the Sect Master. Your sudden visit might be misinterpreted by the Sect Master, resulting in a confrontation!"

Before Shen Yueru finished speaking, a voice, clear and cold as frost and snow, abruptly sounded beside them.

"You young girl, don’t you go siding with an outsider and suspect our sect would harm your beloved?"

The voice wasn’t loud, yet it effortlessly pierced through Jiang Ning’s twisted void barrier, landing clearly in the two’s ears, much like a whisper.

Shen Yueru trembled all over, her pupils contracting sharply.

She suddenly turned, her sharp gaze scanning the surroundings, yet saw no one.

But her heart was even more tense because she didn’t recognize the voice from within the sect; it was unfamiliar.

"If it’s not the Sect Master, who could it be?"

At this moment, Jiang Ning’s eyes narrowed slightly. He had slipped into the third layer of space with the profoundness of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword and applied the distortions of Taixu Sword Realm to twist the void. He thought that even before a peer Primordial Spirit Immortal, he might not be detected.

Yet now, the other party not only accurately pinpointed his location but also succinctly revealed his dialogue with Shen Yueru; this perceptive ability was extraordinary.

This was enough to demonstrate that the person hidden was more powerful than he was.

"Could it be the Immortal Shen Yueru mentioned?" A thought flashed across his mind.

Then, his expression remained calm.

"May I know which senior of Chi Huang Immortal Sect it is?" His voice was neither high nor low, with just the right touch of respect, neither humble nor arrogant, "Junior Jiang Ning, from Shangyang Immortal Sect’s Sequenced True Inheritance, am here uninvited and hope for your leniency."

As his words fell, the space in front of the Observation Platform gently rippled, and a figure silently appeared a few feet away from them.

The newcomer wore a plain white long dress, with hair like snow cascading to her waist, her face cold and breathtakingly beautiful, with bare feet, like a fairy descending from the Nine Heavens.

Her eyes were as clear as ancient wells, unfathomable as if reflecting the entire expanse of a starry sky.

She gently landed in front of the Observation Platform, her gaze landing upon Jiang Ning, scanning him up and down with a slight nod, as if in praise, or perhaps scrutiny: "Shangyang Immortal Sect still retains its inheritance! Ranked among the top ten Sequenced True Inheritances, no wonder you could achieve a superior Immortal Foundation with Yin Yang."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning was taken aback.

This was the first time he encountered someone who could see through him at a glance.

Just then, the space on the Observation Platform stirred with a faint ripple once more.

A figure emerged from the ripple, dressed in a Daoist robe, her face thin, with a few strands of dignity and seriousness in her brows.

This person was the beautiful woman who conversed with the white-haired lady at the cliff top earlier, and she was the current Sect Master of Red Flame Sword Sect, Cang Yue.

Her landing was as light as a falling leaf.

Her eyes first swept past Shen Yueru with a trace of scrutiny and then landed on Jiang Ning, with a hint of undisguisable amazement flashing across her expression.

"Greetings, Sect Master!" Upon seeing Cang Yue appear, Shen Yueru hurriedly paid her respects.

Just then, the white-haired woman’s gaze again swept over Shen Yueru, nodding slightly.

"You young girl, thinking too much. My Red Flame Sword Sect, although not a famous righteous sect, wouldn’t do something like bullying juniors. Since your beloved dared to visit, our sect will naturally treat him with courtesy."

Hearing this, Shen Yueru quickly bowed her head in respect, with a hint of embarrassment, "Junior did not suspect the sect would harm him, it’s just..."

"In front of the Ancestor, do not speak recklessly!" Cang Yue hurriedly reminded, afraid Shen Yueru might say something inappropriate.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yueru quickly composed herself, bowing her head, "Yes, this disciple misspoke."

The white-haired woman wasn’t particularly concerned, her gaze returning to Jiang Ning, scrutinizing him: "Shangyang Immortal Sect’s Sequenced True Inheritance, achieving a superior Immortal Foundation with the Yin Yang Nine Profundities and proficient in the Dao of Space, entering our Red Flame Cave Heaven so silently, with these skills, even in the Ancient Era, you’d be unrivaled among your peers."

Jiang Ning cupped his hands in a salute: "Senior overpraises me. I merely stumbled into this realm by luck, not daring to compare with the Ancient sages."

"Luck?" The white-haired woman shook her head slightly, "If luck alone could achieve a superior Immortal Foundation, those prodigies who fought to the death for an excellent Immortal Foundation in the Ancient Era would likely rise from their coffins in rage."

She paused, with a hint of deep meaning in her eyes: "Your cross-boundary visit this time, for what purpose? Surely it’s not just to see this young Chieftain, is it?"