Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Chapter 1808 - 158: Crisis in the Five Mountains Prefecture! (2)

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"Some days ago, the two Heavenly Kings of the Yellow Heaven Sect, ’Zhenyue Heavenly King’ and ’Fuhai King’, led a force of tens of thousands of elite followers, and swiftly conquered four cities of the Five Mountains Prefecture. Wherever the Yellow Heaven Sect’s army passed, those four cities surrendered at the mere sight of them, having already been infiltrated by the Yellow Heaven Sect’s followers. Now their forces are directly aiming at Sky City."

Saying this, he looked up at Jiang Ning, his eyes filled with worry. "A few days ago, the Zhong Mansion Envoy once engaged with the ’Zhenyue Heavenly King’. He was injured with just one exchange and had to retreat. Evidently, the opponent had held back."

At this moment, Zhong Ling, standing beside, looked at Zhong Yue with worried brows.

Jiang Ning also glanced at Zhong Yue and could sense the presence of an eroding alien energy within him.

It was precisely this alien energy preventing the healing of Zhong Yue’s injuries.

Zhong Yue met Jiang Ning’s gaze, his face slightly pale, and nodded silently without speaking.

Zhou Sheng continued, "I consider myself able to contend with one of the Heavenly Kings, but the strength of the other Heavenly King and his followers far surpasses what the Five Mountains Prefecture can currently mobilize, making it indeed difficult to resist. A few days ago, I had already sent a message to the Royal Capital, initially thinking these messages would disappear without a trace. Unexpectedly, it was the Prince who received the order and came to our aid."

Upon saying the last sentence, Zhou Sheng exhaled lightly, his expression slightly relaxed.

Jiang Ning shook his head and said, "I did not receive any edict on this trip to the Five Mountains Prefecture; I only brought Zhong Ling back because she missed her grandfather."

"Ah?" Zhou Sheng was stunned. "The Prince’s arrival at the Five Mountains Prefecture wasn’t by the Holy Emperor’s order?"

Jiang Ning shook his head again.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Sheng’s face immediately showed a difficult expression.

He looked at Jiang Ning.

The next moment, he suddenly stood up.

He walked to Jiang Ning, adjusted his slightly disheveled robe, and then bowed deeply, showing great respect and sincerity towards Jiang Ning.

"Your Highness, your martial arts are profound. Sheng earnestly requests you to stay a few more days in the Five Mountains Prefecture to help us through this crisis. If Your Highness takes action, not only can the people of Sky City be spared from calamity, but the citizens of the Five Mountains Prefecture can avoid the chaos of war, severely frustrate the Yellow Heaven Sect, and stabilize the situation in the Five Mountains Prefecture. This kindness and virtue, the upper and lower Five Mountains Prefecture, and the tens of thousands of people will be eternally grateful!"

After Zhou Sheng finished speaking, Zhong Yue also stood up, followed Zhou Sheng, and solemnly cupped his fists towards Jiang Ning in salute: "Your Highness, I am incompetent and earnestly request your assistance."

Sitting by, Zhong Ling looked at her grandfather’s pale face and beseeching look, her eyes filled with pain and anxiety, and she couldn’t help but look at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning listened quietly, his gaze calmly sweeping over Zhou Sheng and Zhong Yue, then lingering on Zhong Ling’s worried eyes, and he chuckled softly.

"How can this be difficult? It’s just a trivial matter."

At these words, Zhou Sheng was immediately both surprised and overjoyed.

He had no doubt about Jiang Ning’s confidence in these words because Jiang Ning, ranked second in the world, was already a renowned figure, known far and wide. Every mention of Jiang Ning would lead to a sigh of his innate talent and unfathomable strength.

Hearing these casually confident words with his own ears, the weight that had pressed on Zhou Sheng’s heart for many days suddenly seemed to be lifted by more than half, even making his breath much smoother.

Looking at Jiang Ning, besides the original awe, his gaze was filled with genuine gratitude and relief.

This King Luoshui has arrived just in time!

"Your Highness’s great kindness will never be forgotten by the Five Mountains Prefecture!" Zhou Sheng once again bowed deeply, his tone excited.

Jiang Ning waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for excessive courtesy.

His eyes fell on Zhong Yue, whose unhealthy pallor still painted his face, his breath forcibly steady but with Jiang Ning’s current perception, he easily detected the entrenched alien energy in Zhong Yue’s body, precisely hindering his recovery and prolonged injuries.

"Zhong Mansion Envoy," Jiang Ning spoke, "Let me first examine your injuries."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yue’s heart warmed.

He glanced at his great-granddaughter and then at Jiang Ning, knowing that he owed this moment to his great-granddaughter Zhong Ling. If Jiang Ning weren’t familiar with Zhong Ling and had not brought her back, with King Luoshui’s current eminence, he might not be so inclined to care proactively about an envoy’s injuries.

Let alone concern himself with the Five Mountains Prefecture’s crisis.

Who couldn’t see the Yellow Heaven Sect’s crisis?

But why has no one voluntarily stepped forward?

Because of the sect hierarch of the Yellow Heaven Sect.

An entity cultivated in both the Immortal Dao and Martial Arts, reaching the second rank of the world.

Even in the minds of many, the true second rank in the world is solely this one, the Yellow Heaven Taoist.

Thoughts in Zhong Yue’s mind flew quickly, then he promptly cupped his hands toward Jiang Ning, speaking earnestly, "I am deeply grateful for your concern, Your Highness."

"Old Lady Zhong, there’s no need to be so formal! It’s unnecessary, and I still prefer how you treated me back then!" Jiang Ning rose, smiling.

Zhong Yue awkwardly chuckled, "Your Highness is now King Luoshui, appointed by the Holy Emperor himself."

Jiang Ning, hearing this, did not insist.

He understood that someone as aged as Zhong Yue might have more stubborn thoughts.

Then he walked over to stand before Zhong Yue, extending a hand to gently place it on Zhong Yue’s shoulder.

In an instant, he perceived everything within Zhong Yue’s body.

The alien energy was entrenched near Zhong Yue’s heart veins, possessing a chilling, erosive trait.

It was this very trait, continuously wearing away at Zhong Yue’s vitality and Qi-Blood, appearing quite troublesome.

An ordinary Second-Grade Grandmaster who forcibly expelled such energy would likely damage Zhong Yue’s fundamental health through the clash of both forces, causing more severe consequences.

Therefore, to resolve this injury typically requires a meticulous approach akin to grinding down the alien energy slowly.

Once the alien energy is eradicated, relying on the physique of a Grandmaster, complete recovery would not take more than a short time.

"Not difficult!" the thought flashed through his mind.

Having reached his current stage, his understanding and control over his own body, the Heaven and Earth Energy, and the Origin of life had reached a mysterious level.

Then, with a slight thought, from the palm pressed against Zhong Yue’s shoulder, a warm stream of energy, pure and brimming with vitality, quietly surged forth.

As soon as this energy entered Zhong Yue’s body, it was like the spring sun shining into a frozen valley.

Wherever it passed, the alien energy melted and dissipated like ice and snow meeting the fierce sun.

Zhong Yue’s entire body shook vigorously, his face suddenly flushed a tint of crimson.

He felt an indescribable warmth and comfort rapidly extend from his shoulder to his entire body, especially around his heart veins and those blocked, painful nodes, now seemingly soaked in a gentle spiritual spring. The cold and piercing pain that had troubled him for many days began to disappear at a visibly rapid pace.

In its place was a sensation of overall comfort, with Qi-Blood joyfully circulating once again.

The entire process lasted no more than a dozen breaths.

Jiang Ning retracted his hand with a calm expression: "It’s done. The alien energy is expelled; your vitality has been stimulated. Adjust your breathing for a moment, and your injuries should mostly heal quickly, while any residual damage can be fully recuperated with a day or two of rest."

Zhong Yue, hearing this, did not dare delay and immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes to focus and activating his cultivation technique.

He could be seen, the alluring transformation in his aura visibly with the naked eye, growing more stable and profound, with the pallor on his face swiftly receding and regaining its color.

After about the time to drink a cup of tea, he exhaled a long breath of impure energy and opened his eyes, his gaze regaining its brilliance.

He suddenly stood up, moved his limbs, and felt his entire body’s Qi-Blood flow unimpeded, power abundant, with the heaviness and hidden pain that had troubled him for many days completely vanished.

"Thank you, Your Highness!!"

He bowed solemnly to Jiang Ning, his eyes filled with gratitude and respect, his body bent in earnest.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang Ning!" Zhong Ling also quietly spoke.

Jiang Ning chuckled, "It was just a minor effort, so there’s no need to be so courteous!"

"A Marquis’s minor effort indeed provided substantial aid to the Zhong Mansion Envoy!!" Zhou Sheng’s expression was filled with emotion.

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