National Master Mansion.
Ti flows by.
Rustling—
Jiang Ning heard the sound of water, and his eyes opened.
Listening intently, he imdiately recognized that State Preceptor Su Qingying had stepped out of the bath tub.
His mind instantly recalled the image of Su Qingying he had seen yesterday.
Slender figure, silver eyes, white dress.
Then, a soft rustling sound appeared.
As the sound ceased, he heard gentle footsteps.
Obviously, it was the sound of bare feet on the bamboo floor.
His gaze imdiately turned toward the doorway.
The next mont.
A girl of sixteen, wearing a plain white long dress with the hem barely covering half of her calves, appeared in Jiang Ning’s view.
With just one glance, this young girl gave Jiang Ning a very frail feeling.
Thin shoulders, visible collarbones.
Even her height was not high, giving Jiang Ning a petite impression.
"Greetings, Divine Venerable!" Seeing Jiang Ning’s gaze.
Su Qingying imdiately bowed respectfully.
With a slight movent, her translucent long dress revealed her figure.
Clearly, Su Qingying was wearing only this plain white long dress to see Jiang Ning.
Through the translucent dress, Jiang Ning could see her skin like white jade.
At the sa ti, due to the dress’s veil, it added a sense of vague obscurity.
But watching this scene, Jiang Ning felt no ripples in his heart.
Because Su Qingying was flat, without the slightest curve.
"I might as well call you Xiaoying!" Jiang Ning suddenly sighed.
Hearing this, Su Qingying paused slightly, seemingly not understanding why Jiang Ning would say this.
She tilted her head, thought for a mont, then nodded.
"Divine Venerable can call however you wish!"
Seeing Su Qingying’s deanor, he understood there was no need to worry about Su Qingying discovering his identity for now.
Thinking about this, he then asked, "How are Xiaoying’s injuries?"
"Okay! Quite stable! After soaking for three to five more days, I’ll be able to move freely." Su Qingying replied.
As she spoke, Su Qingying stepped forward.
She picked up the few intimate pieces of clothing Jiang Ning had hung at the bedhead, folded them twice, and with a flash of green light from her hand, stored them in her pouch.
Throughout the process, Su Qingying’s expression remained utterly natural.
No display of the usual embarrassnt or shyness a normal woman would feel when her intimate clothing were seen by a strange man.
Noticing this scene, Jiang Ning understood more clearly Su Qingying’s current state.
Like a blank sheet of paper, unacquainted with human affairs.
It might also be due to her retained Divinity.
"Divine Venerable, may I ask if what you said earlier is true?" Su Qingying kneeled on the bamboo house floor, using her calves as cushions, maintaining the look-up posture towards Jiang Ning.
It was her way of expressing respect and her status.
As she spoke, her chin slightly lifted, gazing upward at Jiang Ning seated upon the bamboo bed.
"I can’t guarantee it will work, but we can try!" Jiang Ning responded.
"Then I kindly ask for Divine Venerable’s help! In the future, whatever orders Divine Venerable gives, I shall endeavor with all my strength." Su Qingying looked up at Jiang Ning, speaking earnestly.
At this mont, she kneeled on the wooden floor, looking at Jiang Ning as though gazing upon a God high upon a divine platform.
"I’ll give it my best shot!" Jiang Ning spoke again.
Then, he extended his right hand forward.
Upon seeing this, Su Qingying adjusted herself slightly, positioning herself within Jiang Ning’s reach.
Knowing of the Divine Venerable’s existence, she had no sense this was a humiliation to her.
In the Divine Dao system.
The hierarchical structure below the mountain was extrely strict.
Especially for the one who governs punishnt, holding the Authority over the life and death of Gods, like the Divine Venerable.
Though Gods are seen as eternal to humans.
As long as heaven and earth do not perish, Gods do not perish.
Yet in front of him, that’s not the case.
Holding the Authority to punish, he can obliterate the God’s consciousness, completely erasing it.
When a new consciousness of the Divine Authority is born, though it holds the sa Authority, it’s no longer the sa God.
At this mont, Jiang Ning’s hand rested upon Su Qingying’s head.
The next mont, a prompt appeared before him.
[Detected possessed Divine Points and incomplete Zhu Xian Sword Authority, want to seize them?]
Seeing this prompt, Jiang Ning’s heart silently flickered with surprise.
Compared to previous prompts, the prompt before him had changed.
Even possessing, he seed to be able to seize directly.
His thoughts slighted, then his gaze fell on the latter part of the prompt.
Zhu Xian Sword Authority?
He pondered slightly.
"Was your previous life a sword?" Jiang Ning suddenly asked.
"No wonder, Divine Venerable recognized my previous life as God in an instant!" Su Qingying nodded.
"I’ll give it a try!" Jiang Ning replied.
"Please, Divine Venerable, proceed as you wish!" Su Qingying closed her eyes, showing a disposition of letting Jiang Ning act as he pleases.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning, though having more doubts, asked no further.
The next mont.
As his mind moved.
He imdiately felt sothing within Su Qingying being extracted by him.
An instant later, he retracted his hand from atop Su Qingying’s head.
"That’s all for today, see if there’s any change."
Su Qingying then opened her eyes, looking up at Jiang Ning, a deep shock flashing in her eyes.
"Divine Venerable, I can feel the constraints on easing! Previously, cutting off the bindings upon was extrely difficult, but now, I can clearly feel many have lightened."
At this mont, Jiang Ning’s gaze quickly scanned the panel.
[Divinity]: 31 points.
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