Divine Sword Manor.
Since that battle, not only has Divine Sword Manor not weakened, but it has also taken advantage of the situation.
"Lord Jiang, your esteed presence truly graces Divine Sword Manor!" Shangguan Feilong ca to the entrance of the manor, seeing Jiang Ning and imdiately greeting him with a face full of joy.
At this ti, Jiang Ning looked at Shangguan Feilong, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Previously, Shangguan Feilong had a head full of white hair, but now it had turned black again, and he looked much better than the last ti Jiang Ning saw him.
"Shangguan Manor Master, your complexion is quite good!" Jiang Ning said.
Shangguan Feilong imdiately bead, "It’s all thanks to Lord Jiang taking away that demonic sword. Without that sword draining my Essence, Qi, and Spirit, my physical condition has naturally improved a lot."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning smiled.
He knew this was only what Shangguan Feilong said on the surface.
While the Spirit Sword was incredibly spiritual and could turn its wielder into nourishnt and drain them day and night,
it was truly a treasure for the Shangguan family.
With the Spirit Sword, only then could the Shangguan family produce a Heavenly Person Grandmaster in every generation, keeping the family prosperous and thriving.
For a family, long-lasting prosperity and continuation are undoubtedly the most important and top priority.
As for the physical state of an individual, a Heavenly Person Grandmaster only lives for seventy or eighty years before their strength is exhausted.
This is a trivial matter for the family.
When a Heavenly Person Grandmaster capable of overseeing Divine Sword Manor dies, naturally, another Heavenly Person Grandmaster will erge.
Sacrificing the small self to accomplish the greater self is the principle of safeguarding the bigger picture.
Therefore, for the Shangguan family, the Spirit Sword, which had been passed down for generations, being taken away was undoubtedly a loss of their foundation.
The Shangguan family hating him was inevitable.
But being wise, their hatred was kept in their hearts.
On the surface, less powerful than him, a family with more than a hundred years of history would not act rashly.
In this regard, he didn’t care, as long as the Shangguan family, and Divine Sword Manor were led by wise people.
Wise people know how to choose.
However, he believed there might be so truth in Shangguan Feilong’s words.
For a power, Spirit Sword Sword Nine, which could ensure the ergence of a Heavenly Person Grandmaster in every generation, was crucial.
But for an individual, Spirit Sword Sword Nine, which could drain the wielder’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit, was undoubtedly a demonic sword, a life-threatening sword.
A Heavenly Person Grandmaster would typically live about one hundred and fifty years.
But according to his previous understanding, the Heavenly Person Grandmasters of the Shangguan family can only live around seventy or eighty years.
From this point of view, seventy or eighty years would likely be Shangguan Feilong’s fate.
Currently, Shangguan Feilong had already passed fifty and originally didn’t have many years left.
Now, however, things were different. Without Spirit Sword Sword Nine’s drain, Shangguan Feilong’s physical condition was improving, and his white hair was turning black.
Moreover, to stabilize themselves, the Shangguan family would undoubtedly try to extend Shangguan Feilong’s life from the perspective of the entire clan, allowing him to recover the essence previously lost, to live as long as possible.
This situation, from the perspective of the Shangguan family, was bad, but viewed from Shangguan Feilong’s perspective, it was good.
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Jiang Ning followed Shangguan Feilong into the manor.
"Why is the lord so interested in visiting my Divine Sword Manor today? I must entertain Lord Jiang well today," Shangguan Feilong said in a hearty tone.
"No need," Jiang Ning shook his head, "I ca here today primarily for a martial arts resource. I wonder if the Shangguan Family Head has prepared it!"
Upon hearing this.
Shangguan Feilong smiled, patting his chest, making a thumping sound.
"Rest assured, Lord Envoy, I have already mobilized all the power of Divine Sword Manor, and prepared a batch of martial arts resources for you early on."
"I understand well that the lord’s martial arts are progressing rapidly and at such a crucial ti, especially after advancing to Grandmaster, the blood exchange requires a large amount of resources to replenish the body’s consumption."
Hearing Shangguan Feilong’s resolute words, Jiang Ning slowly revealed a smile.
He knew that the resources for his eighth blood exchange were about to be gathered.
With this, he was only one step away from the ninth blood exchange.
Upon completing nine blood exchanges, he would naturally advance to Second Grade Martial Arts, becoming a Great Grandmaster.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel a bit excited.
A Second Grade Great Grandmaster was of a vastly different status compared to a Third Grade.
With the achievent of a Second Grade Great Grandmaster, he would be entitled to receive the title of Marquis.
Like Shen Wenyan, who entered the Great Xia Court as a Second Grade Great Grandmaster, was appointed Marquis Wen Yuan, with Xichuan County as his fief.
Although the fief was not as large as that of the Qinghe Marquis from the founding days, the contributions between the two were completely different.
During the founding of Great Xia, each noble title was earned with great rit, establishing so tiny rit for Great Xia’s conquest of the world.
In the early days of founding, as the world was divided, there was abundant beautiful land to grant.
Those rits were the life’s work of those ritorious officials.
Hence, although the Qinghe Marquis’ title was lower than Marquis Wen Yuan, his fief was much larger.
This was also due to the differences in sacrifices and environnt between the two.
Shen Wenyan was granted the title of Marquis Wen Yuan solely due to his martial strength as a Second Grade Great Grandmaster.
"If I am granted the title of Marquis, Dongling County should be my fief. By then, I estimate I will be the Dongling Marquis!"
Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but slightly curve his lips.
His heart seed to anticipate that day’s arrival.
At the sa ti.
Shangguan Feilong, seeing Jiang Ning’s smile, felt instantly at ease.
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