Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Even though Xiao Emei's face was already covered by black cloth, revealing only a pair of bright eyes, Jiang Ning's gaze could easily penetrate her black veil.

The next moment, he lifted his leg and continued walking towards his room.

...

Meanwhile,

inside the house,

Xiao Emei carefully clung to the top of the bed. Hearing footsteps from outside the courtyard, she involuntarily lowered her breathing.

Creak—

With the room door being pushed open, the cold wind from the courtyard poured into the room, causing Xiao Emei to squint slightly.

Due to the bed curtain shielding her, her line of sight was limited.

She could only hear noises from the door and, without the aid of a light, her vision was pitch-black, preventing her from seeing the movement technique of the newcomer.

"Is it Jiang Ning?" she wondered silently, her eyes squinting.

Then, she heard the room door close again, and the whistling cold wind abruptly stopped.

The footsteps then began to approach her.

Several breaths later,

Xiao Emei heard the footsteps stop, followed by the lighting of the candle stand. The warm candlelight instantly filled the entire room.

This allowed her to see Jiang Ning's lower body.

"It's him!" Her gaze became sharp.

For Jiang Ning was dressed exactly as he had been that morning, with no change.

Just then,

she saw Jiang Ning lift his leg and walk towards the bed where she was.

Seeing this, she quietly tightened her grip on the short dagger in her hand. Her eyes underwent a slight change, her pupils contracted, and her breathing suddenly halted.

The next moment,

she saw Jiang Ning's head and neck appear in her line of sight.

"Now!" Xiao Emei's eyes hardened.

Her sharp dagger aimed straight for Jiang Ning's shoulder.

This strike aimed to see what color Jiang Ning's bones were.

Whether they were silver Iron Bone, black Xuan Bone, or jade-like in appearance.

From the color of the bones, she could determine the level of Jiang Ning's Sixth Rank and decide on her strategy for dealing with him.

In that split second,

she abruptly saw Jiang Ning look up. When his eyes met hers, there was no hint of surprise.

"Something's wrong!" Her eyes shifted slightly.

The next moment,

she saw Jiang Ning's right hand rise from below like a dragon extending its claw, moving at an extreme speed, reacting faster even than herself, and instantly grabbing her sleeve.

"Miss Xiao, why do you engage in such underhanded deeds?"

Jiang Ning's voice also rang out beside her ear.

As he spoke, Xiao Emei's mind was thrown into disarray.

She had not expected that even though she had wrapped herself up so tightly, revealing only her eyes, Jiang Ning would recognize her identity at a glance.

Her mind in turmoil, her reactions were momentarily slow, and her strength insufficient.

Meanwhile,

she suddenly felt an overwhelming power emanating from the palm Jiang Ning had locked onto her wrist.

Such strength was something she had never encountered in her life.

Even her strongest opponent, at the Peak of Fifth Grade whose Inner Breath formed a protective body aura accompanied by Five Internal Organs Thunder Sound, did not possess such inhuman strength.

At that moment,

before Xiao Emei could muster her Power to struggle free from his grip,

Jiang Ning's body sank slightly, power rising from his feet, activating the Great Tendon to channel the force throughout his body.

His right hand, gripping Xiao Emei's wrist, fiercely pulled downward.

Xiao Emei, like a sandbag, was yanked downward with the rapidity of thunder, smashing onto the floor.

Boom—

A thunderous noise erupted.

The floor beneath her feet instantly shattered, and dust filled the air.

This smash, despite Xiao Emei activating the Inner Breath within her Dantian to protect her body, made her feel as if her body had fallen apart.

Yet even so, there was no time for hesitation.

From the power Jiang Ning had displayed, she knew up close combat was not an option against him.

The disparity in physical strength was too great.

Although she did not understand why Jiang Ning possessed such a seemingly demonic physique, under these circumstances, she dared not be distracted.

Her Inner Breath in the Dantian burst forth instantly, piercing through her meridians.

As the Inner Breath surged, her body tried to spring up like a darting rabbit.

Just then,

Roar—

A tiger's roar exploded beside her ear.

In her field of vision, flames suddenly covered everything.

Hearing the tiger's roar, although she hadn't yet made eye contact with Jiang Ning, the image of a fierce tiger bathed in flames emerged in her mind.

The tiger roared to the sky, its aura as if it could swallow mountains and rivers.

"Fist power!"

"The third level of fist power!!!"

Her spirit was shaken by it, causing a momentary loss of control over the Inner Breath in her body.

Feeling the terrifying heat wave beside her, her spirit faltered.

At this moment,

she saw a fierce tiger raise its right paw and vigorously stomp down towards the thin woman dressed in black nocturnal clothes below.

Under the burst of flames, the woman's figure was instantly engulfed.

Just as Xiao Emei leapt up, she felt a foot violently stepping down from behind her back.

"No!"

A trace of fear flashed through her mind, and the Inner Breath in her Dantian erupted with all its might again, despite the damage to her meridians. She spared no effort to protect all vital points of her body.

Loud Thunder—

The tiger's right paw stomped down, flames swept over, filling the small room.

The intense light from the explosion instantly illuminated the pitch-black courtyard outside.

After the flames dispersed, the Fire Tiger vanished.

Even though the room was made of wood, there was no trace of it being burnt.