Chapter 1917 - 213: Are You That Confident?

The sun rises.

A round red sun rises from the east.

In an instant, the morning glow spills over the city.

The streets gradually bustle, and the morning market is full of the hustle and bustle of human life.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard where Jiang Ning is located, he is already seated cross-legged on the ground, facing the Great Sun rising in the east.

"Let’s try the efficiency of the Sun Scripture again!" The thought flashed through his mind.

In the next moment.

His mind becomes clear, entering a state of cultivation.

...

Time passes.

The Great Sun rises slowly, and the temperature gradually rises.

Jiang Ning sits like a sculpture in the courtyard, facing the east, welcoming the rising Great Sun, his Heart Spirit immersed in the Spirit Platform.

Within the Spirit Platform.

The Great Sun hangs in the sky, the Golden Crow spreads its wings, and flames surge fiercely.

Mystical words from the Scripture flash through his mind, and various insights and epiphanies float in his brain.

[Sun Scripture Experience Value +17]

[Sun Scripture Experience Value +19]

[Sun Scripture Experience Value +15]

[...]

Rows of experience value growth prompts flash before him.

For a long while.

He slowly opens his eyes.

From afar, the scent of firewood wafts through the air, indicating Liuu Wanwan is preparing breakfast.

"I am a bit hungry!" Jiang Ning pats his stomach.

Then, he opens his panel.

[Skill]: Sun Scripture (Master 51.34%)

"A progress increase of three ten-thousandths!" he murmurs and looks once more at the Great Sun in the eastern sky.

"According to the earlier rate, it would take a time frame measured in years, over ten years, to bring this Cultivation Technique to the Small Success Realm."

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but click his tongue.

It’s not the lengthy time that astonishes him.

A span of several decades, from the Peak of Human Immortal to the Heavenly Immortal Realm—such efficiency throughout history is considered extremely remarkable.

What truly amazed him, causing a heartfelt astonishment, was the help from the teachings at the Upper Yang Inner View not long ago.

One session of teachings increased the progress of his Sun Scripture Cultivation Technique by half.

For his current efficiency, it equals saving several decades, possibly more.

Even in the unique environment of Yang Lake Cave Heaven, it equates to saving years.

Jiang Ning feels an indescribable emotion, then slowly rises.

Then, he looks towards the house.

Pushing open the door, he sees a graceful figure already seated at the vanity, slowly combing her soft, long black hair.

"How is your health?" Jiang Ning walks over naturally, taking the wooden comb from Lin Qingyi’s hand and asks.

"No need to worry, I’m not that fragile! You alone are not enough to make me beg for mercy." Lin Qingyi smiles faintly and responds.

Jiang Ning: "..."

Seeing the cunning smile on Lin Qingyi’s lips, he feels even more helpless, then shakes his head and continues to comb her soft black hair.

At this moment, Lin Qingyi gazes at the reflection of Jiang Ning in the copper mirror in front of her, remaining silent, simply enjoying this rare tranquility.

A moment later.

"Finished!" Jiang Ning inserts a hairpin into Lin Qingyi’s arranged hair, steps back, and speaks.

"I didn’t expect that you can now arrange your hair quite securely!" Lin Qingyi adjusts her hair, a satisfied smile appearing on her lips.

Jiang Ning also smiles.

"Let’s go, it’s time for breakfast! If we don’t go, Sister-in-law will come and call us. You wouldn’t want her to find you here with me, would you?" Jiang Ning says.

"Nonsense!" Lin Qingyi retorts, then adds, "This happens to be my courtyard."

"Why bother with such minor details." Jiang Ning smiles.

Then the two of them leave the room, leaving the door ajar.

...

Meanwhile.

In the Royal Capital.

On the top floor of a nine-story pavilion.

Wang Yu stands with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of the Dongling Marquis Mansion.

Behind him, a retainer in a moon-white robe stands respectfully.

"Young Master, King Luoshui’s presence is still unmoved, remaining in the Dongling Marquis Mansion," the retainer whispers.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu nods slightly.

"Let’s go see this King Luoshui, this first figure in over eight hundred years."

"Yes, Young Master!" The retainer behind him responds.

...

Dongling Marquis Mansion.

In the front hall.

"Wanwan, I’ve had enough!" Lin Qingyi lightly refuses while looking at the fried egg piled before her.

"Eat more, eating more is good!" Liuu Wanwan says with a smile.

"Then... as you say, Wanwan!" Lin Qingyi glances at Jiang Ning, then nods.

At this moment.

Jiang Ning suddenly turns his head, looking towards the direction of the front courtyard.

"A-Ning, what’s wrong?" Liuu Wanwan looks at Jiang Ning, noticing his movements at this moment, and asks.

As her voice falls, several pairs of eyes shift to Jiang Ning.

"Someone has arrived at the gate, I need to go!" Jiang Ning says.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li’s chopsticks stop moving.

"Brother, is it trouble?"

"No worries, brother need not worry, it’s not troublesome, but it does require some attention!" Jiang Ning responds while standing up.

At this moment, Lianyi has already stopped her actions, rising and following behind Jiang Ning.

The two leave the front hall, passing through the front courtyard.

...

Elsewhere.

In front of the Dongling Marquis Mansion.

A young man in a purple robe stands before the main gate, gazing at the four large characters on the plaque above.

Dongling Marquis Mansion.

This person is Wang Yu.

Behind him are two retainers dressed in moon-white robes.

At this moment.

One of the retainers steps forward, just stepping onto the steps.

The sound of the gate latch dropping is heard from behind the gate.

"Stand down, no need!" Wang Yu says.

With these words, the retainer pauses.

"Yes, Young Master!"

The retainer then steps back from the stairs.

Rumble—

With a slight tremor of the mansion’s main gate, it opens slightly.