"Master!" he said, "I will go and call Jin Cheng now!"
"I will wait for you here," Jiang Ning replied.
Upon hearing Jiang Ning’s words, Shangguan Feilong turned and left.
After disappearing from Jiang Ning’s sight around the corner.
Shangguan Feilong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes clearing up, flashing with a thoughtful look.
He recalled Jiang Ning’s past.
Last year, he erged abruptly, rising smoothly, with rapid martial arts progress.
He also rembered that night when Jiang Ning’s eyes blazed like fire, and his overwhelmingly exaggerated sword intent.
Recalling how Sun Ming, a once-in-a-century talent wielding the Shangguan family’s hereditary Divine Sword, still fell to Jiang Ning’s hand.
The more he thought, the more determined he beca.
"This is an opportunity!"
"Divine Sword Manor has co to this point, if we do not make a choice, facing the impending chaos, we may be swallowed by the giant wave even if we do not perish by his hand!"
The longer he pondered, the faster his steps beca.
He understood that to pledge allegiance, Jin Cheng must also step forward.
He alone would definitely not suffice!
...
On the other side.
Watching Shangguan Feilong’s departing figure, Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze.
He then looked at his own panel.
[Source Energy]: 110333
[Skill]: Reading and Writing (Twelve Limit Breaks 40000/40000) (Traits: Unforgettable, Extraordinary Five Senses, Divine Thought Agility...)
Seeing the familiar plus sign appear in the skill section of his panel.
He couldn’t help but reveal a faint smile.
"Eating so many useless herbs yesterday wasn’t in vain after all!"
Jiang Ning nodded approvingly.
The herbs he consud yesterday weren’t asured by pounds.
But by tons.
If it weren’t for his now robust physique, with remarkable digestive abilities.
A roll of qi-blood could transform a few pounds of herbs into pure energy in his stomach.
As for the residue of the dicine, he could only expel it from his body.
Then, he closed the panel, quietly awaiting the arrival of Shangguan Feilong and Shangguan Jincheng.
Monts later.
The two reappeared before Jiang Ning.
"Master!" Upon seeing Jiang Ning, Shangguan Jincheng imdiately knelt down.
Having made the decision, he naturally understood what needed to be done.
He also realized that even if what his father said was false.
As the saying goes, one must bow under a low eave, he had no other choice.
Moreover, having witnessed Jiang Ning’s power that night, he understood it wasn’t a disgrace to Divine Sword Manor.
As for grudges?
In the face of family survival, grudges were less important.
Nothing is more important than the survival and continuation of the family.
"Have you thought it through?" Jiang Ning asked.
"Both my father and I have thought it through!" Shangguan Jincheng replied without hesitation.
Observing Shangguan Jincheng’s expression at that mont, Jiang Ning couldn’t tell how much of it was genuine or false.
Whether it was deceit and plotting for later, or an honest intention to follow him.
But none of this mattered to him.
As long as the Shangguan family could be used by him in the short term, that would be enough.
The future?
He believed his future was unafraid of any specters and phantoms.
With such a miraculous panel, his future was not confined to this world.
Then.
He drew a drop of essence blood from his heart.
"Swallow it!"
Watching the essence blood floating mid-air, resembling a blood jade, Shangguan Jincheng swallowed it without hesitation.
Monts later.
Shangguan Jincheng opened his eyes wide, bowing once more before Jiang Ning: "Thank you, Master, for your grace. It won’t be long before I reach Third Grade!"
"Third Grade?" Shangguan Feilong was taken aback.
"I hope you won’t let down!" Jiang Ning said.
"The Shangguan family will not disappoint the Master! We will certainly eliminate the remnants and parasites in the clan, and allow the Shangguan family to be reborn from destruction, achieving renewal." Shangguan Jincheng stated firmly.
Monts later.
The two withdrew from Jiang Ning’s residence.
"Father, your hair!" Shangguan Jincheng pointed at Shangguan Feilong’s hair, then spoke.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Feilong took a few quick steps to the water’s edge.
Seeing his reflection in the water, he was montarily stunned.
His originally silver-white hair had patches of black appearing on the top.
He understood that his untily white hair was due to the ancestral Divine Sword.
Sustaining the ancestral Divine Sword had severely depleted his body, thus his premature white hair.
Now, with the white hair turning black, rejuvenating with vigor, it was undoubtedly a trendous blessing.
After gazing for a long ti, Shangguan Feilong slowly withdrew his gaze.
"Jin Cheng, are those words you said just now your true thoughts?"
While speaking, Shangguan Feilong’s lips barely moved, the voice resonated directly in Shangguan Jincheng’s ears.
Not far from Jiang Ning, they were worried their conversation might be overheard by Jiang Ning.
Upon hearing his father’s inquiry, Shangguan Jincheng imdiately nodded.
He also utilized the Sound Transmission into Secret Skill.
"Father, I was hesitant before, but now that I’ve witnessed the changes in you and the transformations within myself, I understand that siding with Lord Jiang is an opportunity for the Shangguan family!"
"As it’s often said, wealth does not last beyond three generations. Now, our Shangguan family’s prosperity has exceeded three generations, but it has reached a precarious state."
"The Shangguan family has been declining over the years, and this decline is not just about disregarding laws, but a decline in spirit."
"What a family fears most is losing its vigor, spirit, and essence!"
"Encountering this calamity is good; it’s the right ti for a drastic asure to let the family rebirth and survive!!"
Listening to his son’s words, Shangguan Feilong was unsure of how much was genuine and how much was false.
However, at this mont, he was certain that Shangguan Jincheng was a competent head of the family.
...
On the other side.
Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze, glanced at the panel, then closed it.
The next mont,
His lips moved slightly, the voice crossed several courtyards, resonating in Xie Xiaojiu’s ears.
"Co to !"
After giving the instruction, he waited quietly for Xie Xiaojiu’s arrival.
In just a mont, Xie Xiaojiu appeared before him, carrying the spiritual weapon Sword Nine on her back.
"My lord!" Upon seeing Jiang Ning, Xie Xiaojiu saluted.
"Guard , do not let anyone co over!" Jiang Ning said.
"Yes, my lord!" Xie Xiaojiu responded.
She then directly drew Sword Nine from her back and held it in her hand.
"Assist !" Xie Xiaojiu said.
The sword in her hand humd softly.
After instructing Xie Xiaojiu, Jiang Ning no longer had any worries.
In the Divine Sword Manor, it wasn’t like being at ho; he needed a quiet environnt.
Under such circumstances, it was necessary to have soone as a protector.
As for Xie Xiaojiu’s strength, it wasn’t that crucial.
As long as soone was guarding to show dedication, he wouldn’t lose touch with the outside world.
In the next mont.
Jiang Ning had no hesitation left, his mind suddenly shifted.
In an instant.
The number of Source Energy Points suddenly plumted.
[Source Energy]: 10333 (110333→10333)
In just a split second.
The Source Energy Points decreased by a whole hundred thousand.
This was the most he had spent to date.
Within the Spirit Platform.
Fire erged from the void.
A blazing sun illuminated the sky.
In an instant.
An overwhelming heat descended.
The heat was like boiling seas and scorching mountains, filling every space.
In the bluish Yin God, at this mont, strands of golden silk were flowing inside.
They spread like a network in every corner.
As the blazing sun shone, the golden threads within the Yin God seed to receive so kind of empowernt, instantly becoming vibrant.
Constantly, streams of light surged, spreading internally.
With the repeated surging of golden streams of light, the bluish spiritual body gradually changed color.
Bit by bit, bit by bit, it seed to be tinted by the golden light, slowly assimilated.
As ti passed.
This assimilation began slowly, then accelerated.
...
On the other side.
Xie Xiaojiu stood at the courtyard entrance, holding the spiritual weapon steady.
Even though the blazing sun had risen and the temperature soared, sweat dripped from her forehead and cheeks, she remained undeterred.
Continuing to stand beneath the scorching sun, her gaze constantly swept across the surroundings.
For a long ti, she only briefly glanced at Jiang Ning.
At this mont.
Zhao Yulong and Su Zhi appeared in her view, and Xie Xiaojiu’s eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Miss Xiao Jiu, you are..." Zhao Yulong said, looking at Xie Xiaojiu standing at the door.
"Both of you, please return. Lord Jiang is currently occupied, and is not receiving visitors!"
At these words, Zhao Yulong was montarily taken aback.
Then he nodded in understanding.
"Understood! I will return later!"
Just then, Jiang Ning’s voice rang out from outside the courtyard.
"Both Residence Masters, please co in!"
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