Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint Chapter 988 - 42: Effects of the Blood Within the Body (3)

After a short while.

Linglong in the lake stopped tossing and turning, her breath stabilized, and she reappeared on the lake surface.

"How is it?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Master, my Dao has increased by a year!!" Linglong’s tone was filled with surprise.

A year of Dao, that requires a year’s accumulation under normal circumstances.

But now, by spending a drop of blood, it had such a shocking effect.

She knew the man before her had beco even more terrifying.

Feeding her a drop of blood could bring her a year’s growth in Dao; she couldn’t imagine his actual strength.

In her heart, she held even more respect and awe for Jiang Ning.

"Go call the Old Turtle for !" Jiang Ning said.

"Yes, Master!!" Linglong replied.

Then she flicked her tail fin, instantly transforming into a streaking rainbow on the lake surface, traversing the channels that ran throughout the yard, heading to the garden where the Old Turtle resided.

The sa garden where Little Dumpling and the others lived.

The Old Turtle’s task was to protect their safety.

The Old Turtle’s strength was the second strongest in the mansion, besides Jiang Ning.

A mont later.

Two torrents flowed along the water channels, approaching Jiang Ning’s direction.

Soon, the Old Turtle appeared before Jiang Ning, floating on the water’s surface.

"Master, you finally returned!"

"Boohoo —"

"I missed you so much, Master!!!"

Jiang Ning quickly stepped back.

"Stop! Stop!!"

He raised his hand to stop: "Old Turtle, where did you learn this exaggerated behavior, stop it for !"

"Alright, Master!!" The Old Turtle replied sowhat sheepishly and then said, "I learned it from books, Master!"

Then he added another sentence: "Master, I am from the soft-shelled turtle clan, not the turtle clan!"

Jiang Ning: "..."

He looked speechlessly at the Old Turtle on the lake surface for a mont, then asked, "Has anything significant happened during this ti?"

"Replying to Master! No, it’s been peaceful!" The Old Turtle said truthfully.

"Very good!" Jiang Ning nodded: "Open your mouth, this is for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

He gathered a Blood Pearl at his fingertip, flicked it, sending the Blood Pearl through the air, which was swallowed by the Old Turtle in one gulp, who then closed his eyes without any movent.

In less than a short while.

The Old Turtle opened his eyes: "Master, the enhancent is significant!"

"Has it increased by one year of Dao?" Jiang Ning asked.

"It hasn’t!" The Old Turtle shook his head.

"Nonsense, the Treasure Blood that Master bestowed on increased my Dao by a year!" Linglong protested angrily from the side.

"How many years of Dao do you have?" The Old Turtle questioned.

"Just now was one hundred and sixty-one years of Dao, now it is one hundred and sixty-two years of Dao!" Linglong spoke up.

"Exactly!" The Old Turtle said, "I now have three hundred and twenty-three years of Dao, which is double yours; how could it increase by one year for both of us?"

With those words.

The Old Turtle looked towards Jiang Ning with flattery: "Master, you agree, right!"

"Not wrong!" Jiang Ning nodded.

He found the Old Turtle’s logic sound.

The higher the Dao, the stronger the demonic power, naturally leading to less of an increase.

This also dispelled his recent thought of quickly cultivating these two little demons into Great Demons, making them single-handedly formidable.

Judging from the feedback from the Old Turtle, evidently, reaching a thousand-year Dao was not that simple.

"Indeed!" Jiang Ning nodded secretly: "I was overthinking previously!!"

He then looked again at the Old Turtle hovering on the lake surface.

"Old Turtle, how much did that drop of blood increase your Dao just now?"

"About nine months!" The Old Turtle answered truthfully.

"Not bad!" Jiang Ning nodded.

"Although you two had no accomplishnts this month, there was hardship, open your mouths!" he said again.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Jiang Ning squeezed out drop after drop of blood from his body, then flicked his finger, sending the Blood Pearls through the air.

Linglong and the Old Turtle both opened their mouths to swallow.

After a few breaths, Jiang Ning stopped.

Linglong was fed three drops of blood, whereas the Old Turtle was fed six drops of blood.

Their hardships differed, so did the rewards they received.