Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1421 - 253: Entering Court, Source Energy Rises!
The night is here.
The moon is cold like water.
"It’s almost there!" Jiang Ning lightly exhales a breath of impure energy and opens his eyes.
[Skill]: Spirit Platform Illuminates True Self Technique (small success 2377/5000)
Seeing his panel, he nods in satisfaction.
Compared to just now, the progress has accumulated over two hundred more Experience Value points.
Then, he closes the panel and walks towards Su Qingying’s bamboo house.
After a moment.
Creaaak—
He pushes open the bamboo door, the sound of the axle turning remarkably clear in the silent night.
Entering the room, with a quick glance, he sees a little head tucked at the head of the small bed.
In the moonlight, Su Qingying’s eyes are intensely bright in the dim room.
"You’re here!" Seeing Jiang Ning’s figure, Su Qingying’s eyes become even brighter.
She immediately shifts her body, hiding under another quilt, curled up against the wall.
"I read in a book that in winter, the bed is cold, and the one who goes to bed first should warm the covers!" Su Qingying says.
"We’re not just ordinary people!" Jiang Ning chuckles.
He walks to the bed and directly takes off his coat.
Then with a few simple moves, he’s left with only a white shirt and trousers.
He then lifts the quilt and lies down.
The bed is warm, still retaining body heat.
He feels slightly moved inside.
Then he turns his head to see Su Qingying’s eyes blinking in the darkness.
"Sleep!" Jiang Ning says.
"Okay!" Su Qingying closes her eyes.
The next moment, she opens them again, and her gaze meets Jiang Ning’s.
"Did you notice any changes in me tonight?" Su Qingying can’t help but ask.
Jiang Ning smiles, his gaze lingering on the corner of her mouth for a moment before closing his eyes in a pretend sleep.
Seeing this, Su Qingying can only close her eyes again.
No wind outside, the night is exceptionally quiet, she can hear the heartbeat beside her.
"Sleeping like this tonight feels so reassuring! I suddenly understand why books say people need a home!" Su Qingying’s voice echoes in the room again.
Her only response is Jiang Ning’s steady breathing and his rising chest.
Then she opens her eyes again, turning to see Jiang Ning’s face illuminated clearly in the moonlight, his Adam’s apple visible.
She snuggles closer, making herself move nearer to Jiang Ning.
Then, she also closes her eyes with peace of mind.
...
Quarter past three.
Jiang Ning opens his eyes.
Outside the window, it’s still as dark as night, with only the moonlight gradually tilting eastward.
He lowers his head slightly to see Su Qingying sleeping, hugging his firm arm.
He feels a leg pressing on him under the quilt, not heavy, slightly cool to the touch.
Watching the sleeping Su Qingying, Jiang Ning doesn’t want to disturb her.
Since coming to the Royal Capital, it can be said that the person who has helped him the most and been the kindest is this slender girl before him.
Looking at the quietly sleeping Su Qingying, his eyes soften with a hint of tenderness.
Afterwards.
He reaches his right hand under the quilt, gently lifting Su Qingying’s left leg.
Holding her thigh, he can feel just how frail Su Qingying’s figure is.
With just one hand, he can hold seventy percent of her thigh.
At this moment, he looks at Su Qingying again, his body slightly stirred, because under the quilt, she seems not to be wearing clothes.
He then inhales quietly, sliding his lower body out from under the bed, and carefully withdraws his left arm.
Even if he touches somewhere he shouldn’t in the process, he feels no waves in his heart.
Because her childlike physique indeed does not arouse interest in him.
He steps off the bed, picks up his clothes hanging nearby, and dresses.
"Lord, why are you up so early!" A lazy, yawning voice from Su Qingying suddenly reaches behind him.
Jiang Ning turns around to see Su Qingying sitting on the bed, the quilt slipping to her waist, revealing a sight of her.
In the moonlight, her skin appears flawless like jade.
Yet seeing that physique, he feels speechless rather than moved, the fleeting sensation he just had completely dissipated.
"Today there’s a morning assembly; as the newly crowned Martial Champion, I need to attend court!" Jiang Ning says while getting dressed.
"What a pity that I can’t sleep with the lord!" Su Qingying says, rubbing her drowsy eyes.
"You sleep well!" Jiang Ning says, then adds, "And next time, sleep with some clothes on!"
"Oh, alright!" Su Qingying casually responds.
Thud—
Then with a bang, she collapses onto the bed.
Jiang Ning glances over and can’t help but smile.
Then, he exits the bamboo house.
Surrounded by the shadowy bamboo forest, there’s no wind blowing, only the cold moonlight covering everything, giving an exceptionally tranquil atmosphere.
He stretches long, loosening his muscles.
Then moves to the ancient well in front.
He lifts a bucket of warm well water, then splashes some on his face.
In just a moment, he’s fully awake.
He briefly washes his face, then wipes away the water, shaking off the droplets.
[Source Energy]: 233177
Opening the panel, seeing the change in the Source Energy section, he immediately shows a satisfied expression.
Having spent some of Ji Minghao’s resources yesterday, not only did his Spirit Platform Illuminates True Self Technique progress greatly, but also his Source Energy Points have surged by tens of thousands.
The accumulated Source Energy Points have now shattered his past record.
The increase in Source Energy Points also gives him a sense of ease in his heart.
At least in the future, there will be many places where he can continue improving his strength.
As his strength grows, the so-called great trend of the world, strategic layout, he can break with a single punch.
In a world where personal power returns to himself, he knows that all discourse comes from personal strength.
All status and identity stem from personal strength.
