Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

At the door.

Lin Qingyi had just lifted her hand, ready to knock on the gate.

The next moment,

She felt an inexplicable discomfort.

"How strange!" She looked around but didn't notice anything amiss and immediately withdrew her gaze.

Elsewhere,

Jiang Ning wiped his nose and couldn't help smiling.

Then he rose to his feet.

Thud—

Thud—

Thud—

Lin Qingyi knocked on the front gate.

It was then opened.

"Sister Qingyi!" Seeing the woman in the green dress standing in the snowy courtyard, her dress trailing on the ground, seemed to blend in with the snow.

Jiang Ning's face revealed a faint smile.

Seeing Jiang Ning, Lin Qingyi cast a doubtful look at him.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I didn't know!" Jiang Ning replied.

"If you didn't know, how come you appeared so promptly?" Lin Qingyi eyed him closely, their gazes meeting.

Jiang Ning absently wiped his nose again.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyi glared at him fiercely.

Her instinct told her that the discomfort she had just felt was not an illusion but stemmed from Jiang Ning's scrutiny.

His timely appearance further confirmed her suspicion.

"Help me lift the skirt; it's getting too dirty dragging it on the ground!" Lin Qingyi said to Jiang Ning, who was standing beside her.

Hearing this, Jiang Ning reached out to lift her skirt and caught a glimpse of Lin Qingyi's smooth calves.

"Sister Lin, aren't you cold? In this weather, you're still baring your legs!"

"Pretty!" Lin Qingyi declared.

Then she smiled slightly, "A grandmaster like me would never be afraid of the cold!"

"Grandmaster?" Jiang Ning's eyes widened.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Qingyi couldn't help but grin with a touch of pride.

"Come on, let's talk inside your room; I have something I need your help with today!" Lin Qingyi spoke again.

Jiang Ning recovered from his surprise, nodded slowly, holding onto Lin Qingyi's skirt as they walked toward his east courtyard.

In the courtyard,

Jiang Li and Liuu Wanwan, hearing the commotion in the front courtyard, came out of the room and chanced upon this scene.

"Brother Li, looking at this, you don't have to worry about Ah Ning. With him being so popular with the ladies, what's there to worry about?" Liuu Wanwan commented.

Jiang Li nodded in agreement, "True! Ah Ning is indeed popular with the girls, but I'm just worried he might be spoilt for choice and not know who to pick."

Liuu Wanwan said, "I think someone older is better. They'd be more caring and attentive!"

"The one Ah Ning likes is the best!" Jiang Li stated.

...

In the east courtyard,

Jiang Ning carried Lin Qingyi's skirt, stepped over the threshold, and entered the room before letting it down.

The skirt fell and quickly covered Lin Qingyi's lustrous calves.

"Sister Lin, would you like to warm up by the fire?" Jiang Ning picked up the freshly brewed tea from the table and poured a cup for Lin Qingyi.

"Yes!" Lin Qingyi nodded, then glanced around, "Where is Lv Yi?"

Jiang Ning, holding the still-warm tea, approached Lin Qingyi and handed it over, "She went out to buy books for me after lunch."

"Buying books?" Lin Qingyi looked puzzled.

She glanced around Jiang Ning's room and immediately noticed many piled books.

"What is this...?"

Jiang Ning said, "Preparing for the Imperial Examination."

"The Imperial Examination?" Lin Qingyi asked.

"All of it!"

"Admirable! Amazing!" Lin Qingyi expressed her admiration.

Jiang Ning just smiled.

Then he went to the corner where a charcoal stove stood, picked up a few charcoal pieces, and placed them inside.

With a wave of his hand, the technique to control water and fire was activated.

In less than two breaths, the black charcoal turned red, burning vigorously and giving off consistent heat.

Lin Qingyi, holding the hot teacup, had just sat down when her gaze was involuntarily drawn to Jiang Ning.

A flash of surprise crossed her eyes.

Her gaze then involuntarily moved upwards to Jiang Ning's face.

At this moment,

After Jiang Ning had lit the charcoal, with a flicker of thought, his spiritual power left his body and moved the charcoal brazier in front of Lin Qingyi.

"Spiritual power manipulation!" Lin Qingyi exclaimed, then praised, "It seems your spiritual power is very strong."

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, sitting down next to the charcoal brazier.

"It's alright, I can exert it up to two hundred meters away."

"Two hundred meters?" Lin Qingyi looked at him in astonishment, with a deep shock in her eyes.

Now a grandmaster, although her spiritual power was greater than Jiang Ning's current level, she was aware that having spiritual power extend to two hundred meters was a concept surpassing ninety-nine percent of those at the Fifth Grade. Looking across the Fourth Grade, only a few possessed such spiritual power.

Even now that she had stepped into the Third Grade and achieved grandmaster status,

Her spiritual power, though not extending much further than Jiang Ning's, was just about a mile.

She was acutely aware that her ability to possess such formidable spiritual power at her age was due to her unique natural physique.

And it was this unique physiognomy that had drawn the attention of the Old Prince,

Causing her to marry into the Prince Mansion under the pretext of a joyous celebration, becoming the prince's wife in name.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyi couldn't help feeling a wave of irritation,

Then looking up at Jiang Ning, a smile once again appeared on her lips, and the annoyance seemed to lessen.

Afterward,

She lifted her dress, revealing a section of smooth, jade-like calves, and placed them by the charcoal brazier to warm.

Jiang Ning took a sip of the tea he had just made, his eyes naturally drawn to her.

Lin Qingyi, noticing his gaze, asked teasingly, "Do they look nice?"

"Quite nice!" Jiang Ning nodded.

Hearing this, the corners of her mouth curled slightly upward, then she pretended to warm up and lifted her skirt a little higher.