Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Guangning City.

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A crane's cry echoes through the sky.

Then a crane flew down rapidly from above.

"It's Marquis Dongling!!" Several eyes in the city saw the crane falling rapidly and immediately recognized the person on its back.

At that moment, they saw the crane plummeting straight towards the Wenyuan Mansion.

Inside the government office.

"Let's go to the Marquis of Wenyuan's residence!" Zhu Huaijin immediately said, and Liu Teng, who was waiting for news, also immediately stood up.

They both knew that they wouldn't be of any help going to Zhuge Manor.

This was especially true for Zhu Huaijin, who was the prefect.

Because that is the battlefield for those above the Grandmaster level.

In the face of such powerful beings, those without sufficient strength will only become a burden.

Furthermore, Guangning Prefecture also needs someone to be stationed there.

Now that Jiang Ning has returned on a crane, whether for better or worse, it must mean that there is news from Zhuge Manor.

at the same time.

Jiang Ning rode on the back of a crane, and with a single thought, he enveloped the entire city.

"He didn't come back!" Jiang Ning said softly.

"Who hasn't come back?" Ji Mingyue nestled in Jiang Ning's arms and asked instinctively in a soft voice.

“Wang Wenzong,” Jiang Ning said.

"So he was talking about him!!" Ji Mingyue suddenly remembered what Jiang Ning had just said.

At this moment, Jiang Ning also opened his eyes and regained his composure.

Wang Wenzong ran away, and he couldn't be bothered to look for him.

Given the time he had just wasted, and the speed of a Grandmaster, he should have been able to return to the city much faster than him.

Moreover, his mind spread throughout the entire city, and he discovered that the old three-courtyard house where Wang Wenzong used to live was now deserted.

The child, who was about ten years old, also disappeared.

He knew without a doubt that Wang Wenzong must have returned to Guangning City first and taken the child with him.

The purpose was to avoid him.

After all, Wang Wenzong broke his promise, and people had witnessed his fighting prowess when he took action, so it was normal for them to fear him returning to the city to settle scores.

The thought flashed through Jiang Ning's mind, but he wasn't surprised.

Then, he plunged headfirst into the front courtyard of the Marquis's residence.

Although the plan was set to wipe out the Immortal Crossing Sect and break up the Yingtian Alliance.

But he wasn't in a hurry to take action.

This task cannot be accomplished by one person alone.

Instead, it requires the combined forces of a large army.

In this regard, he still needs Liu Teng's support, as well as the support from all sides of the Guangning City Inspection Office.

Moreover, both Ji Mingzhou and Li Sixiang have now perished.

With the deaths of the two sect leaders, the Immortal Crossing Sect was now leaderless, so he was in no hurry.

His trip was not truly to quell the unrest in Guangning Prefecture, but rather to attract the world's attention and lower people's guard against him.

With different goals and different actions, he was in no hurry.

the other side.

Outside Guangning City.

A gaunt old man with a full head of white hair stood on the cliff, looking at the undulating city walls in the distance.

Beside him was a child of about ten years old.

These two people were Wang Wenzong and the child beside him.

On the cliff, Wang Wenzong gazed at the outline of Guangning City in the distance and remained silent for a long time.

The child looked up and saw the complex emotions in his eyes, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Grandpa, are we really leaving?"

Wang Wenzong withdrew his gaze and patted the child's head: "Life is like a game of chess; one must consider both advance and retreat. Jiang Ning is an unfathomable man. Today, when facing Ji Mingzhou, he did not hesitate to burn his life to kill him with a forbidden technique, like thunder. This man is extremely ruthless, not only to others but also to himself. I do not want to deal with such a person."

“Grandpa! But he saved Zhuge Manor.” The child blinked.

Wang Wenzong nodded: "He is a good official, a rare good person! But precisely because of this, Grandpa is even more afraid of him. Back then, Grandpa was a great villain!"

"Grandpa is a good person in my heart!" the child said firmly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Wenzong laughed heartily and then turned around.

"That's because Grandpa is getting old!"

"Grandpa isn't old at all!" the child said firmly.

As they spoke, he quickly followed in Wang Wenzong's footsteps.

at the same time.

The cloud-shadowed crane swooped down and landed in the front courtyard of the Marquis of Wenyuan's mansion.

"Greetings, Marquis of Dongling!" The servants of the Marquis's residence, who had been waiting for orders, immediately bowed to Jiang Ning.

"Greetings, Princess!" He then bowed to Ji Mingyue.

Jiang Ning and Ji Mingyue jumped off the crane's back.

Just then.

A graceful and elegant woman hurried over.

The visitor was none other than the Lady of the Marquis's Mansion, and also Shen Wenyuan's legal wife.

Jiang Ning remembered that they had met several times before.

"This humble servant greets Marquis Dongling and the Seventeenth Princess!" The Marquis's wife bowed to Jiang Ning and Ji Mingyue.

"You're too kind, sister-in-law!" Jiang Ning said.

"My lord, may I ask?" After bowing, the lady of the Marquis's residence looked at Jiang Ning with a hesitant expression.

Jiang Ning was perfectly clear-headed and knew what she wanted to ask.

"Madam, please do not worry. The matter at Zhuge Manor has been settled, and everything is fine. I will use the speed of the Cloud Shadow Crane to return to the city first, and Brother Shen will return safely shortly."

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, the Lady of the Marquis's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately settled down.

His expression also became much more relaxed.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The Lady of the Marquis's Mansion bowed to Jiang Ning.

Then he added, "Marquis of Dongling, Princess Seventeen, please come inside and rest!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the lady of the Marquis's mansion stepped aside to lead the way, her brows no longer showing the worry and anxiety of the previous moment, but instead filled with a smile.

"Okay!" Jiang Ning nodded in agreement.

After a while.

The group then went to the front hall.

At this moment, the servants in the mansion had already prepared hot tea and copper basins for washing hands, and the charcoal stove was burning brightly, allowing warmth to flow throughout the entire mansion.

"Lord Dongling, Seventeenth Princess, please rest here for a while, have some tea and fruit. I am but a woman and I am not good at etiquette. Please forgive me if my hospitality is inadequate!"

"You're too kind, Madam!" Jiang Ning returned the courtesy.

Afterwards, he calmly drank some tea to moisten his throat and waited for Shen Wenyuan and the others to return.

The lady of the Marquis's mansion quietly accompanied him from the side.

A moment later.

Jiang Ning then closed his eyes, his breathing becoming as steady as a deep abyss.

In just a short while, a faint chill began to emanate from his body.

Seeing this, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Lady of the Marquis's mansion.

She could tell that Jiang Ning was currently meditating with his eyes closed.

An unintentional leak of energy during cultivation caused the surrounding temperature to drop.

Seeing this, her eyes were filled with deep admiration.

As Shen Wenyuan's legal wife, she was naturally no ordinary woman.

That's why she knows a lot.

She also knew that Jiang Ning was now under a curse, the power of which had penetrated deep into his internal organs, and his days were numbered.

Despite this, he still persisted in his spiritual practice.

A feeling of admiration immediately welled up in her heart. She also instantly understood why Jiang Ning had reached this point at such a young age.

One can practice anytime, anywhere, seizing every opportunity to cultivate oneself.

Even though time is running out and death is imminent, and cultivation has no meaning anymore, I still persist.

She had never seen such qualities before.

at the same time.

Jiang Ning's mind had already spread out, enveloping the entire city of Guangning and extending several miles outside the city.

The entire world appeared in his mind.

Meanwhile, in his mind, he kept visualizing the Beginning of Winter, Minor Snow, Major Snow, Winter Solstice, Minor Cold, and Major Cold.
As he continued his visualization, a prompt would occasionally flash before his half-closed eyes.

[Winter Handbook Experience Points +299]

[Winter Handbook Experience Points +299]

[Winter Handbook Experience Points +299]

【.】

After a long time.

The sun reaches its zenith.

The sky and earth were clear and bright, no longer shrouded in gloom.

In the front hall.

Ji Mingyue was still eating melons and fruits and sipping tea.

The Lady of the Marquis's Mansion accompanied her.

As for Jiang Ning, he was cultivating with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from the front yard.

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes, his pupils instantly turning a frosty white.

"Who's here!" Ji Mingyue asked, noticing Jiang Ning's expression.

"The prefect and the garrison commander have arrived!" Jiang Ning said.

As he finished speaking, two servants led Prefect Zhu Huaijin and Garrison Commander Liu Teng into the room in haste.

"This humble official greets Marquis Dongling! And pays respects to the Seventeenth Princess!" Zhu Huaijin bowed solemnly first. Liu Teng followed closely behind, his clasped hands tightening slightly as he bowed as well.

The two then bowed to the Lady of the Marquis's Mansion.

"Greetings, Madam Shen!"

The lady of the Marquis's mansion nodded.

Jiang Ning raised his hand in a gesture of encouragement, indicating that the two should sit down: "There's no need for such formalities, you two. You've come in such a hurry, is it about Zhuge Manor?"

"Exactly!" Liu Teng, being impatient, couldn't help but speak as soon as he sat down: "The Marquis and the Princess have returned on cranes, so there must be some progress on Wolonggang. I wonder what the situation is like? And what about Marquis Wenyuan and Patriarch Zhuge?"

Hearing this question, the Lady of the Marquis's Mansion also listened attentively.

Although she had just heard from Jiang Ning that Shen Wenyuan and the others were safe, she did not know the specifics.

She didn't ask any further questions.

Now that Liu Teng had taken the initiative to ask her the question that had been on her mind, she was filled with anticipation.

At this moment, although Zhu Huaijin did not speak, his gaze fixed on Jiang Ning revealed his anxiety.

Whether Shen Wenyuan and the others were safe and sound remained the heaviest weight on their hearts.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning first picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat and suppress the urge to cough.

He then put down his teacup and said slowly, "Ji Mingzhou, Li Sixiang, and the two Grandmasters they brought with them have all been executed."

A short sentence, yet it struck like a thunderbolt.

"What?!" Zhu Huaijin suddenly stood up, completely unaware that the fruit plate on the coffee table was flipped up by the sleeve of his official robe.

His face first showed astonishment, then turned to disbelief and horror, "Four...four Grandmasters...all...all dead? My lord, is this true?!"

Liu Teng's eyes widened, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

He was a seasoned veteran of the battlefield and knew what it meant to be a Grandmaster.

That was almost the pinnacle of mortal martial prowess; each one of them was capable of influencing the entire prefecture's power structure.

Four people died in one day?

If this news hadn't come from Jiang Ning, he would have thought it was just the ravings of a madman!

“Absolutely true.” Jiang Ning said calmly.

"But is the Dragon King of Jiujiang, Wenzong, incomparably powerful?" Liu Teng asked again.

He already knew that Shen Wenyuan had taken the initiative to get involved this time because he had persuaded Wang Wenzong to come out of retirement.

While he did not know the exact level of Wang Wenzong's strength, he knew that the strength of the Eighteen Dragon Heads lay not in their martial arts realm, but in their unparalleled physical body.

With his unparalleled physical body, a fourth-rank warrior can fight a third-rank warrior.

A third-rank official can rival a second-rank official.

A second-rank official can block a first-rank official.

The Dragon King of Jiujiang, Wenzong, was a genuine peak second-rank expert, and ranked third among the eighteen dragon heads.

In his view, although the accumulation of experience over the years has not allowed Wang Wenzong to advance further, his strength must have improved.

at this time.

Upon hearing Liu Teng's words, Jiang Ning shook his head.

"Wang Wenzong only exchanged one move with Ji Mingzhou before running away!"

"They ran away?" Liu Teng was stunned, seemingly unable to believe it.

Then it dawned on me: "How could Ji Mingzhou and the others have been killed?"

At this moment, Ji Mingyue spoke at just the right time.

"Ji Mingzhou took advantage of the wind and snow, and although he possessed some of the power of Hunyuan, the Marquis used a secret technique to kill him! As for the other three, they naturally could not escape."

Upon hearing Ji Mingyue's words, Liu Teng looked at Jiang Ning, his pupils dilating in shock, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

Seeing the question in Liu Teng's eyes, Jiang Ning nodded, confirming Ji Mingyue's explanation.

At this time.

Zhu Huaijin then spoke: "And what about the Marquis's current health?"

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "It's nothing, a few days won't kill me!"

"Your Excellency's righteousness is truly admirable!" Zhu Huaijin suddenly stood up and bowed respectfully to Jiang Ning.

"It's my duty!" Jiang Ning said calmly.

As he spoke, he picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat, suppressing the urge to cough.

"And what about Marquis Wenyuan now?" Zhu Huaijin sat down and asked again.

"Marquis Wenyuan is well and is on his way back with Envoy Ye," Jiang Ning replied. "Patriarch Zhuge is grateful for this assistance and should be coming along as well. Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon, and you two will see them shortly."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Huaijin breathed a long sigh of relief.

Liu Teng slapped his thigh excitedly, "Great! Excellent! Lord Marquis is truly a divine being! After this battle, the Yingtian Alliance will be leaderless, the Duxian Sect will be severely weakened, and the calamity in Guangning Prefecture can be quelled!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Huaijin immediately spoke.

"Does Your Excellency have any plans for the future?"

Jiang Ning nodded: "Since the Immortal Crossing Sect and the Heavenly Responding Alliance are leaderless, they should be eradicated together! Now that I am but a crippled body, I should still make the most of my remaining strength!"

He then added, “I will discuss with Brother Shen later and mobilize the prefectural troops and the elite of the patrol office to launch an immediate attack and wipe out the enemy from the ground, thus eliminating any future troubles. Since I am the patrol commissioner of Zeshan Prefecture and a dying man, I do not need to be too cautious in my actions. This is a good opportunity to solve the problem once and for all.”

Hearing the words "a dying man" sent a jolt through Zhu Huaijin and Liu Teng, and their gazes toward Jiang Ning were filled with even more awe and regret.

They understood that this young marquis was using his last moments and strength to clear the gloom from Guangning Prefecture.

In an instant, their admiration for each other deepened.

The hall fell silent for a moment, with only the occasional crackling of the charcoal fire.

Time slipped away quietly, and the sun's shadow gradually slanted.

Around noon, commotion arose again outside the Marquis's residence, even more noisy than before. Footsteps and voices approached from afar.

Jiang Ning put down his teacup and looked out into the hall: "They're back."

Zhu Huaijin and Liu Teng immediately stood up and quickly went to greet him at the entrance of the hall.

The gates of the Marquis's residence were wide open.

Shen Wenyuan took the lead, striding forward. His robes were slightly stained with snow mud, but he was in high spirits, and most of the heavy look that had accumulated between his brows had dissipated.

Ye Zhengqi followed closely behind, his eyes bright.

Behind them were Zhuge Qingsong and two elders of the Zhuge family. Their fatigue had vanished, and they looked radiant. (End of Chapter)