Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

"It’s all here!" Jiang Ning said.

"Then you underestimate the Yellow Heaven Taoist and the Immortal Cave Heaven." The old man said calmly.

"Please enlighten me, senior!" Jiang Ning’s attitude was respectful.

"Let me first tell you about the Yellow Heaven Taoist!" The old man spoke faintly, continuing to turn the fragrant dragon meat in his hand, golden oil dripping onto the firewood, causing the flames to occasionally leap wildly.

Jiang Ning was also turning the dragon meat in his hand.

The old man’s voice was calm: "The Yellow Heaven Taoist once sought my guidance in Martial Arts, and I knew then that his talent was extraordinarily high, unmatched in his era."

He glanced at Jiang Ning again at this point.

"Of course, that was before you."

He then continued, "The Yellow Heaven Taoist, after receiving my guidance, was, in my view, undoubtedly the second in the world, probably above those few. Later, he advanced in the Immortal Dao, Condensing and Shedding Primordial Spirit, reaching the Immortal Realm, cultivating both Immortal and Martial, ascending even further. His strength now may not be beneath that of the Demon Emperor!"

"In my current state, I could kill him! But if I did, I would die there too!"

Saying this, the old man placed the mostly roasted dragon meat before him and took a fierce bite.

After tearing apart the golden crust on the surface, traces of blood could be seen in the center of the dragon meat.

"Tell me, is it worth exchanging my life for his?" he asked Jiang Ning.

"Not worth it!" Jiang Ning shook his head.

"Exactly!" The old man’s eyes narrowed slightly, his throat moving as he swallowed the piece of dragon he had just torn off.

It took a full breath of time before the old man shook his head in amazement.

"Dragon meat is indeed delicious, cooked to medium rare perfection!"

Jiang Ning glanced at the dragon meat in the old man’s hand, then silently continued roasting the dragon meat he held.

"What, you don’t like it?" The old man glanced at Jiang Ning.

"I prefer it well done!" Jiang Ning said seriously.

"Then you truly don’t understand the taste of dragon meat!" The old man shook his head, seemingly feeling sorry for Jiang Ning.

At this moment, Jiang Ning looked at the old man, and his gaze involuntarily tightened.

He sensed that as the piece of dragon meat entered the old man’s stomach, the old man’s condition seemed to subtly improve.

"Is this the effect of the dragon meat’s flesh and blood essence?" He mused to himself, looking at the dragon meat that was dripping with oil in his hand.

"Let me tell you about the Immortal Cave Heaven now!" The old man said calmly.

"Please teach me, senior!" Jiang Ning said.

"The Immortal Cave Heaven, at its peak, was beyond my grasp, let alone now. There’s nothing more to say, the accumulation of the Immortal Dao is so abundant, so defying, that even just a remnant makes me feel powerless." The old man shook his head in resignation.

He continued, "Even if I were to fight desperately, relying on the advantage of the Cave Heaven, it would be a futile death. Those immortals, only when they come out can I easily kill them."

With that, the old man took another fierce bite of the dragon meat and chewed it in his mouth.

Hearing this, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but become silent.

Although he was not yet standing against the Immortal Cave Heaven, he felt that sooner or later, he might reach that point.

And this matter was getting closer as he grew stronger.

The more he understood, the more he realized that no one in the world wanted to see the existence of a second Martial Saint.

Although at this moment, in the eyes of the Martial Saint, he seemed not to be strong.

But Jiang Ning understood that the strength of the Martial Saint had kept the world in stillness for over eight hundred years.

Even entities as strong as the Immortal Cave Heaven, with the presence of immortals or even beings above immortals, could only choose to stay hidden, not daring to confront the Martial Saint directly.

Even now, with the Martial Saint reaching old age, with declining Qi-Blood and malfunctioning abilities, strength far less than at his peak, no one dared to take the initiative, only testing.

The Immortal Cave Heaven was always testing, as was the Demon Country in the south.

Daring only to test, not willing to confront directly, was enough to demonstrate the Martial Saint’s strength.

"Senior, do you know about the fusion of the Ten Directions Realm?" Jiang Ning suddenly asked again.

"The fusion of the Ten Directions Realm?" The old man’s mouth suddenly halted chewing the dragon meat, then looked at Jiang Ning with surprise in his eyes, "Did you perhaps converse with the Heavenly Dao of this world?"

"Can the Heavenly Dao communicate?" Jiang Ning was also stunned.

"Of course, it can!" The old man nodded, continuing, "The Heavenly Dao of this world already has consciousness, and you can sense the intention of the Heavenly Dao."

"That’s not it!" Jiang Ning shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then spoke about the Shangyang Immortal Sect.

"I see, so you still have such opportunities and fortune!" The old man looked at Jiang Ning, eyes full of amazement.

Then, he nodded: "What the Haoyang True Inheritor said is true, the Ten Directions Realm indeed shows signs of merging! In fact, the fusion has already started, and precisely because of this, the environment of heaven and earth is reviving. Those deceased gods are also continuously awakening."

The old man put down the dragon meat in his hand, his expression full of regret.

"But unfortunately, I won’t be able to wait for that day!" At this point, the old man couldn’t help but smile wryly, "Even if I waited until that day, it would be of no use, as I don’t possess the Immortal Root. Without the Immortal Root, one cannot embark on the Immortal Dao."

Hearing these words, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but become silent.

He knew about this matter too, without an Immortal Root, one cannot tread the immortal path; this is ironclad.

"Senior is already very formidable! You have pushed the Martial Arts path to an unprecedented height."

"Naturally!" The old man grinned, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, then turned to a faint hint of loneliness, "But ultimately it is regrettable. This road has not yet reached its end, yet I am completely old, unable to continue. I cannot tread the immortal path, coupled with the world’s environmental constraints, my lifespan is ultimately too short!"

He picked up the roasted dragon meat again, took a big bite, as if wanting to swallow all the surging life essence to prolong the irreversible decay of his body.

Jiang Ning silently flipped the piece of meat in his hand, watching the oil drip and flames rise.

He could sense the emotions within the Martial Saint.

With his silence, the cottage was briefly filled only with the crackling sound of the firewood and the old man’s chewing.

"You are different." The old man suddenly spoke, eyes falling on Jiang Ning, as if a glimmer flashed in his turbid eyes, "You are still young, the road is still long."

"I observe your aura, although not yet covered by Divine Power throughout, reaching Unity Realm Great Success, your foundation is strong, Qi-Blood is pure, there is great hope to walk to this step."

"Additionally, with your outstanding talent for the Immortal Dao, and encountering the merging of the Ten Domains, the revival of the world’s environment, at that time lifespan will not be your problem; you can reach this step, even surpass me!!"

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning’s heart stirred slightly.

Compared to the high hopes the old man placed on him, his confidence was even greater.

"Thank you, senior, for your high hopes, the junior will exert himself to the fullest." Jiang Ning said.

"Not bad!" The old man looked at Jiang Ning, nodding, "You should not be so reserved."

Then, he glanced again at the sizzling dragon meat in Jiang Ning’s hand.

"You should eat this dragon meat too, if you roast it further, it will turn to charcoal."

At these words, Jiang Ning hurriedly took the golden dragon meat off the flames, bringing it before him.

His nose slightly twitched, instantly a charred aroma wafted into his nostrils, greatly whetting his appetite.

He immediately took a big bite.

The exterior was crispy; as he tore open the outer crisp layer, the rich meat juices immediately exploded in his mouth, his taste buds suddenly fully awakened.

His eyes instantly sparkled, his gaze becoming extraordinarily bright.

"How is it?" The old man asked.

"Unparalleled delicacy in the human world!" Jiang Ning praised.

The old man nodded with a smile, then said: "This is just dragon meat; if it were the meat from the Demon Emperor, it would be even more delicious. That Demon Emperor is a Black Dragon!"

At this, memories flashed in his eyes.

"In the last great battle, I took a few pieces of meat from my body. Its taste is ten times more delicious than this dragon meat!"

"Really?" Jiang Ning’s eyes lit up and he asked.

"Of course!" The old man nodded.

Jiang Ning quietly remembered this.

Afterward, he looked again at the dragon meat in his hand, taking a big bite.

Thinking about making dragon meat into sauce dragon meat with noodles, he wondered what kind of delicacy it would be.

As this thought sparked, he quietly kept it in mind.

To him, few things can be called an enjoyment.

And gourmet food is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment.

Whenever eating good food, it always elevates his mood greatly.

With this thought flashing through his mind, he had already devoured most of the roasted dragon meat in his hand.

With each bite, he barely had time to savor, swallowing it down in a few bites.

At this moment, as if flames were rising in his belly.

The dragon meat fell into his belly, immediately being broken down by the flames in his belly, transforming into surging Essence Qi flowing into his limbs and bones.