Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Dongning Marquis Mansion.

Main Hall.

Jiang Ning stepped forward with a steaming basket, closely followed by Lin Qingyi, dressed in plain white.

As soon as they stepped into the main hall.

He saw only Little Dumpling sitting on the bench, her legs swinging in the air.

Jiang Yiming was beside her, taking care of her.

"Uncle!!" Upon hearing footsteps, Little Dumpling turned her head to look, her eyes suddenly brightening.

In the next moment.

She leapt directly from the bench.

Thud——

The impact of landing hit her short legs, causing them to soften, and she knelt on the ground, her hands supporting her.

Beside her, Jiang Yiming was startled and quickly ran over.

Suddenly.

He saw a figure appear before him.

At this moment, Jiang Ning had also crouched down.

As for the steaming basket in his hand, it had been placed on the dining table.

The steam rose, resembling wisps of smoke.

"Uncle!!" cried Little Dumpling, tears welling up as she lay on the ground looking at Jiang Ning.

Seeing the scene before him, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but smile.

He then picked up Little Dumpling.

"Uncle, it hurts..." Little Dumpling spread her hands, extending them in front of Jiang Ning.

The pudgy hands were covered in grit and dust, small stones clearly seen piercing the skin, embedded within.

He waved his hand, and Little Dumpling’s palms immediately looked as good as new, though the tiny wounds were visible.

Evidently, the fall had scraped her skin.

"It won’t hurt for long!" Jiang Ning said, gently rubbing Little Dumpling’s palms.

In an instant.

The wounds on her palms vanished, returning to their original state.

"Really!? It really doesn’t hurt anymore!!" Little Dumpling exclaimed in surprise, looking at her hands and flipping her palms before her eyes.

"Uncle, my knees too." Then, she looked pitifully at Jiang Ning.

As she spoke, she bent over, lifting the cuff of her right leg.

Earlier, her knees had slightly bled.

Jiang Ning rubbed both her knees, and the wounds disappeared instantly.

"All good now! Next time, don’t be so mischievous." Jiang Ning said.

"I just got a bit excited seeing uncle!"

Seeing Little Dumpling pucker her lips, Jiang Ning chuckled and then ruffled her hair before standing up.

At that moment.

Lv Yi stepped over the threshold with a tray in hand.

"Smells so good! Sister Lv Yi!!" Little Dumpling sniffed the air vigorously, twitching her nose.

"Hungry, Little Dumpling?" Lv Yi greeted warmly, her long green dress accentuating her looks.

"Hungry!!" Little Dumpling touched her belly, expressing its emptiness.

Seeing this, Lv Yi smiled even more broadly.

She then placed the tray on the table.

"Young Master, these noodles were made for you by Sister Wanwan!" Lv Yi said, revealing a large bowl from the tray.

The fragrant noodles steamed in the bowl, topped with three poached eggs and stacked dragon meat, causing Jiang Ning’s appetite to stir.

...

After the meal.

Jiang Ning contentedly put down his chopsticks.

He rubbed his belly, feeling very satisfied.

The fullness brought by the food made him feel immensely content.

"Uncle, I’m full too!" Little Dumpling put down her chopsticks, swinging her legs.

Jiang Ning smiled and ruffled her hair.

Then, he looked at Jiang Li who was happily eating.

"Brother, I’ll need to retreat for a while these days."

"Retreat?" Jiang Li stopped eating and looked at Jiang Ning, "For how long?"

"No idea." Jiang Ning shook his head, "At least a few days, possibly half a month or a month. Occasionally, I’ll return, but I’ll mostly stay on the island at Li River Palace; it’s quiet and suitable for cultivation."

Jiang Li did not ask further and simply nodded, "Alright, don’t worry about things in the mansion. I’ve already sorted those golden tickets, will swap them for spirit fruit, pills today, and send them to Lishui Palace later."

"Thanks, Brother!" Jiang Ning responded.

"No need for gratitude!" Jiang Li gave him a stern look, "Why so polite with your brother?"

Jiang Ning chuckled, saying no more.

...

A while later.

The mansion’s entrance.

"Young Master, should I accompany you?" Lv Yi couldn’t help but ask.

"No need!" Jiang Ning shook his head, continuing, "I’m going to Lishui Palace just for retreat and cultivation, nothing else but cultivation!"

"Then I’ll stay here, help you tidy up the house." Lv Yi replied.

Jiang Ning nodded.

At this moment, Lin Qingyi couldn’t resist speaking.

"Let me come with you! After all, the elder mentioned that the seed still needs time to perfect, I need to be by your side."

Upon hearing this, Liuu Wanwan glanced suspiciously at Jiang Ning and Lin Qingyi, and then at Lin Qingyi’s abdomen.

She felt something was amiss.

"No need!" Jiang Ning shook his head again, "Unless necessary, I’ll return sooner or later!"

"Alright then!" Lin Qingyi nodded.

"I’ll head off now!" Jiang Ning said to the group.

As his words fell, his figure flickered and vanished from their sight.

...

On the central island of Lishui Palace.

Following Jiang Ning’s orders earlier, the island was now deserted.

In the morning.

A figure flickered, appearing by the waterside pavilion.

The visitor was Jiang Ning.

The lake wind whistled, flapping his robes.

Watching the shimmering lake, Jiang Ning fell into contemplation.

Though he had arrived at Lishui Palace for retreat and cultivation, he had yet to decide on which cultivation technique to practice.

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