Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Luo Shui Lake.

In the distance, the sky was turning fish-belly white.

A thin mist floated over the surface of the river.

A black and white rainbow streaked across the river, silently disappearing into the lake.

Jiang Ning’s spiritual form shuttled through the cold lake water, with the fish, water plants, hidden currents, and reefs all vividly clear in his mind.

As his thoughts spread like a net, covering a vast area of water, pieces of Taiyin stones scattered at the bottom of the lake were precisely gathered by him.

A flash of black light fell into the embrace of his spiritual form.

In just a moment, no more time than it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The vast Luo Shui Lake, spanning several counties, was thoroughly scoured by him.

A total of thirty-seven pieces of Taiyin stones, wrapped within his spiritual form.

"And the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the lake, I can come back to reap them later!" His spiritual form hovered over the mist-covered lake surface, and this thought flashed through his mind.

Earlier, as he skimmed across Luo Shui Lake, the previously hard-to-find Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures underwater were located in that brief span of time.

Though abundant, these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures scattered at the bottom of the lake like the stars in the sky.

But in his mind now, he could easily process these diverse and numerous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Among these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, a third were unrecognizable to him, not even recorded in books.

However, by the fleeting sweep of his Heart Spirit, he could roughly discern the effects of these treasures.

For in his current view, there were few secrets left in the world.

The function and medicinal effects of a Heavenly Material or Earthly Treasure could be approximately identified by examining its energy particles.

The year and intensity of medicinal power, likewise.

The Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in Luo Shui Lake were generally young and of ordinary value, to the point that ordinary Immortal Dao Practitioners reaching his level would not even glance at these things as if they were roadside weeds.

Not to mention Immortal Dao Practitioners, in his view, even Martial Arts Strongmen, unless they had the strength and constitution of a Third Grade Grandmaster, would look down on ninety-nine percent of Luo Shui Lake’s Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Like the Wild Ginseng Zhou Xing gave him when he first entered the martial arts school and encountered Martial Arts.

Such grade of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were plentiful in Luo Shui Lake.

But for a Martial Artist with slightly stronger strength, consuming them was considered bothersome, and their effects were nearly negligible.

But for him, it was not so.

Although the quality of the lake’s Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures was low, offering nearly no improvement to his strength.

However, the quantity was ample, a large enough amount that can satisfy and provide an accumulation of Source Points.

And he was currently in dire need of Source Points accumulation.

With enough Source Points, his strength could rise to a new level based on his current foundation.

While contemplating in his heart, he made up his mind.

Then, becoming a rainbow again, he left directly towards Xisha County.

Previously, he dared not look at Xisha County, fearing the power of the Yellow Heaven Taoist.

Now, having reached this point, he no longer felt afraid.

Achieving the status of Nine Profound Yin Yang Immortal, with an exceptional Immortal Dao Foundation, enabled him to cross counties in the blink of an eye, and the vast world suddenly seemed small in his eyes.

With such methods, he was confident that the Yellow Heaven Taoist could not detain him.

In the next moment.

He appeared above Xisha County.

His Heart Spirit expanded, spreading without restraint as he searched for the Yellow Heaven Taoist, seeking the largest energy body.

In his current vision, every life, small as ants, large as birds of prey, was a cluster of energy bodies.

The vital energy of ordinary people flickered dimly like fireflies, with varying brightness representing different physical states.

While the Qi-Blood of Martial Artists compared to torches, bonfires, and furnaces.

The Yellow Heaven Taoist was known throughout the world as the second strongest.

In the words of the Martial Saint, he was considered truly possessing the second level of strength.

At the same time.

A Taoist wearing a yellow-brown Taoist robe, with a Qiankun Eight Diagram carved on the back, sat cross-legged in a valley.

The valley was shrouded in thick mist, unlike the thin mist outside.

The surrounding mountain walls were steep as if carved by knives, and the exposed rocks were dark brown with specks of luminous moss growing on them.

At the center of the valley was a natural stone platform about ten feet in diameter, its surface smooth as a mirror, with faint, complex, and mysterious Array Patterns, slowly absorbing Earth Vein Power.

Surrounding the stone platform, eight earth-yellow beams of light, as thick as a person’s arm, rose from the ground, twisting and winding like earth dragons, finally merging into the Yellow Heaven Taoist sitting in the platform’s center.

Within those beams of light, dragon-like shadows flickered faintly, each breath causing the valley’s Spiritual Energy to tremble and the stones to emit a faint sound.

The Yellow Heaven Taoist’s figure was slender, his face covered by a layer of pale yellow mist, difficult to see clearly.

His hands were forming a seal in front of his abdomen, and his aura was as heavy and condensed as the earth, vibrantly alive like ancient trees meeting spring, with Qi-Blood as vast as surging rivers, showing no signs of the weariness imagined after battling Prince Wang Jixuan.

The Eight Meridians Qi coursed into his body, flowing and circulating through his meridians, thickening with each loop and showing signs of a breakthrough.

Just at this moment.

The Yellow Heaven Taoist’s sealing hands suddenly trembled slightly.

A warning arose in his heart, as if pierced by an icy gaze from above the Nine Heavens.

Though not physical, the gaze was indifferent and penetrating, making even the Earth Vein Qi circulating in his body pause.

He looked up sharply.

Through the valley’s swirling mist, guided by instinct, his gaze pierced through the mountain’s rocks and walls, where he saw a silhouette silently hovering high in the sky.