Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

The Thunder Flood Dragon looked fierce as it surged forward.

The dim lakebed instantly brightened with the illumination of Thunder Light.

In an instant,

strikes of lightning burst from beneath the ground, merging into the Thunder Flood Dragon, causing its size to expand once again.

"Damn it—" The Old Turtle saw the Thunder Flood Dragon heading straight for it, spreading its limbs before instantly retracting into its shell.

Then the Thunder Flood Dragon brushed past over its head and burrowed into a nearby rock column.

The rock column, like a sponge, silently absorbed the Thunder Flood Dragon without any noise.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"This place is still not suitable for a long stay!"

He thought to himself.

Having witnessed all the magical phenomena here, how could he not understand that this place must be extraordinary, perhaps hiding some earth-shattering secrets?

But he had no intention of seeking out the origins.

He didn't want to end up as the cat killed by curiosity.

According to what he had learned from books, this world was not simple, not as straightforward as it seemed now.

His current strength, in Luoshui County, Dongling County, might count for something.

But in Great Xia, it counted for nothing.

In the long river of history, it was even less significant than a single wave.

All the magical phenomena here, who knows what Ancient secrets they might involve.

Like the Black Lotus Mother he had encountered before.

From their conversation, he knew that this Honorable God from the Ancient Times must have been no simple figure.

With this thought,

his gaze suddenly fell on the three fruits of the Thunder Tree.

At this moment,

his eyes suddenly sharpened.

He focused on the Thunder Fruit at the top of the Thunder Tree.

He remembered the Thunder Fruit that had just gathered nine Thunder Imprints, indicating it was ninety years old, having grown on the Thunder Tree for ninety years.

But now, the nine Thunder Imprints had transformed into a single pattern of lightning that ran through the entire fruit.

The appearance of the lightning pattern meant a qualitative change had occurred in the Medicinal Power of the Thunder Fruit.

Only a Hundred-year-old Thunder Fruit could form a single lightning pattern.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning's breathing became more rapid.

Any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, with changes over ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, undergo a kind of qualitative growth.

The enhancement is not as simple as one plus one but increases exponentially.

The next moment,

his figure flashed, moving like a dragon weaving through water.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Thunder Tree.

With a single pluck, the Hundred-year-old Thunder Fruit was in his hand.

When he touched it, he suddenly saw a burst of static "crackle and snap" in his palm, causing a slight numbness.

After a breath or two, the burst of lightning dissipated.

Seeing this,

a smile couldn't help but appear on the corners of Jiang Ning's mouth.

With the Hundred-year-old Thunder Fruit in hand, his heart was instantly filled with great delight.

The Thunder Fruit, containing the power of thunder,

could temper the internal organs and increase strength.

An ordinary ten-year Thunder Fruit would bring an average strength increase of one year for each additional decade of Medicinal Power.

The ninety-year-old Thunder Fruit could bring nine years of strength increase.

And that was just an average.

Jiang Ning believed that with his own foundation and Talent, combined with repeated refining by the Emperor's Liquid, his absorption rate would certainly exceed the average.

That is to say, the strength increase brought by the ninety-year-old Thunder Fruit could easily surpass ten years for him.

What kind of concept was that?

An ordinary Fifth Grade Martial Artist's decade of incremental gains was not as strong as a single ninety-year-old Thunder Fruit.

Not to mention that just now, the ninety-year-old Thunder Fruit had undergone a transformation at some point and had become a Hundred-year-old Thunder Fruit.

Its effect must be extraordinary.

Such a miraculous item, if sold, could easily fetch hundreds of thousands, even millions of taels of silver.

But he had no such thoughts.

Thirty years of strength, Inner Breath like the sea.

Sixty years of strength, Inner Breath like an abyss.

His strength had already exceeded forty years before.

Now, with this Hundred-year-old Thunder Fruit, it was a certainty that he would reach sixty years of accumulated strength.

Such an improvement was not something money could buy.

Afterward,

he went to pick the remaining two Thunder Fruits off the tree, one of fifty years and the other of twenty years.

After doing this, his figure flashed, and he landed on the back of the Old Turtle.

"Old Turtle, let's go!" Jiang Ning spoke.

"I am a softshell turtle, not a tortoise!!" the softshell turtle grumbled a few times, its eyes glancing back, reluctant to leave the gigantic eel beside the Thunder Tree.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning immediately realized something.

The White Dragon Fish from before hadn't yet transformed into a demon, and it had brought him quite a few benefits. Not to mention this eel that had already transformed.

Thinking this, he raised his hand and beckoned.

The lake water surged, wrapping around the massive eel and flying towards him.

Jiang Ning grabbed the eel and said, "Let's leave first, I'll give you meat after we get out of here."

"Yes, Master!!" The softshell turtle immediately filled with excitement.

The flesh of the Demon Clan was incredibly robust, and for their kind, it was a great nourishment.

Hearing Jiang Ning's words, the softshell turtle felt a burst of motivation.

...

A moment later.

A man and a turtle arrived at a sandy spot where water plants were thriving.

Jiang Ning tossed the eel's head towards the softshell turtle, allowing it to eat slowly on the side.

As for the remaining fish meat, he planned to take it back with him.

A six-meter-long body was the mark of a completely transformed demon.

Such fish meat was a great supplement even for him, let alone for ordinary people.

Naturally, he intended to take this good stuff home.

After placing the eel's huge body to the side, Jiang Ning took out the Thunder Fruit he had stored in the Sumeru Ring.

"Twenty-year batch!"

Seeing two thunder imprints emerge on the surface of the Thunder Fruit in his hand, he immediately knew its age.

"I wonder how much strength this twenty-year-old Thunder Fruit can bring me."

Thinking about this.

Jiang Ning bit into the shell of the Thunder Fruit he was holding.

Crack—

With a crisp sound, a large chunk of fruit was bitten off by his hard teeth.

Crackle and pop—

At this moment, Jiang Ning suddenly heard a fine, static noise in his mouth, like the discharge of static electricity in winter, causing the corners of his mouth to tingle involuntarily.

"Such a treasure, ordinary people really don't have the privilege to enjoy."

Feeling the tingling sensation in his mouth, he couldn't help but feel wistful.

The mild electric sensation to him could be a harmful shock to an ordinary person.

Shortly afterward, he gobbled down a few big bites, and the twenty-year-old Thunder Fruit entered his belly.

Then.

He settled cross-legged on the lakebed.

He circulated his Qi-Blood, and his stomach started to move.

In an instant.

He could feel fine electricity bursting from his stomach, with a warm flow entering his viscera along with it.

Feeling such a change, Jiang Ning immediately remembered the secret technique he had learned before, the Melting Furnace Alchemy Skill.

The Melting Furnace Alchemy Skill, transformed the body into a melting furnace, used Qi-Blood as kindling to refine the Pills within the body.

With this technique, one could not only increase the absorption rate of the medicinal properties of pills but also reduce the accumulation of toxins in the pills, purifying the Medicinal Power.

After all, every medicine has its side effects.

Let's give it a try!

Immediately, he willed it with a thought.

He visualized a furnace in his mind.

Boom—

His Qi-Blood burst into flames wildly within his body.

Red light emerged from all around him, and waves of heat erupted from within him.

The softshell turtle, watching from the side, showed a flash of surprise in its eyes.

Then it threw a piece of eel meat toward Jiang Ning.

After just a few breaths.

It saw that the piece of meat had changed color, turning from the slightly transparent jelly-like state into a white, solid form.

"This exaggerated??"

It gasped, then quietly backed away several meters.

It didn't want to inadvertently turn into a pot of softshell turtle soup.

As a softshell turtle with ideals and aspirations, it only wished to become a millennium Great Demon and condense a Demon Core.

After retreating to a safe distance, it continued to gnaw at the massive eel head.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Ning, sitting at the lake's depths, saw that the water around him was in a prohibitive state due to his location.

At this moment, because of the astonishing heat emanating from his body, the water nearby began to churn gradually, as if coming to a boil.

At the same time.

Jiang Ning felt the Thunder Fruit inside him, with the Melting Furnace Alchemy Skill taking effect, was instantly refined away, transforming into a burst of pure energy within him, spreading throughout his viscera.