Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

The sound of the courtyard gate being pushed open was very soft.

Yi Yang's right hand was still resting on the hilt of the Tiger Roar Blade, while his left foot stepped over the threshold.

As you enter the courtyard, you will see two figures inside.

Under the old jujube tree against the wall, a slender figure was practicing a horse stance, arms outstretched and back straight.

A young woman in a dark gray outfit stood next to him, her hands behind her back, occasionally raising her hand to correct the angle of the other person's shoulders and elbows.

Upon seeing the two figures, Yi Yang stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't because of Liu Qing; he had already sensed Liu Qing's perfected third level of internal energy outside the courtyard wall.

She was Yan Wuyuan's personal maid, so her appearance in her courtyard was unexpected, but not impossible.

What stopped him was another aura.

Five levels of Qi and Blood.

The Realm of Refining Dirty Things.

The aura emanated from the girl practicing the horse stance; it was stable and sustained, and the rhythm of her blood circulation had formed a fixed cycle.

This isn't the awkwardness of someone just starting out; it's that they've already established themselves firmly at this level.

Yi Yang stared at the figure standing in a horse stance, feeling somewhat confused.

Because that's Jiang Yuexin.

His own granddaughter.

Before Yi Yang left, Jiang Yuexin was a helpless little girl.

He spent less than three months in total in White Fish City.

Three months, Qi and Blood Level 5?

What does this mean?

With the blessing of destiny sixty times over, the infusion of elixirs, and the catalysis of precious fruits, Yi Yang managed to complete the path to the Qi and Blood Realm in just six months, even at the cost of his life.

But Jiang Yuexin was not destined for greatness.

Three months.

This achieves the fifth level of Qi and Blood.

This made Yi Yang's expression falter.

He was genuinely stunned.

Just as he stood at the door in a daze, Jiang Yuexin, who was in a horse stance, also sensed the movement behind her.

She turned her head, revealing her small, pointed face from the side. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and when her eyes fell on the figure at the door, she froze for a moment.

The next moment, the horse stance he was in collapsed.

"grandfather!"

Jiang Yuexin took off running towards this side, her cloth shoes making a clattering sound on the bluestone slabs. Halfway there, she almost tripped over the hem of her skirt, stumbled for a moment, then steadied herself and pounced on him with her arms outstretched.

Yi Yang quickly released Hu Xiao and caught her with both hands.

The girl, who weighed less than 100 pounds, bumped into his chest with considerable force.

This girl wouldn't have had this kind of energy before.

"Grandpa, you're finally back!"

Jiang Yuexin buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "If you don't come back soon, I'm going to come looking for you!"

Yi Yang patted the back of her head and comforted her, "You're back. You came back after completing the mission. Everything went smoothly."

Jiang Yuexin raised her head, her eyes sparkling, and sweat still clinging to the tip of her nose.

She looked Yi Yang up and down, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no problems.

Yi Yang pushed her half a step away from his embrace, placed his hand on her shoulder, and squeezed it.

The girl's shoulders are stronger than before she left.

It's not that thin, bony look; it has a resilient strength supported by muscles and bones beneath the skin.

It's definitely true that he's at the fifth level of Qi and Blood.

Yi Yang's gaze passed over Jiang Yuexin and fell on Liu Qing, who was standing motionless under the jujube tree.

Liu Qing kept his hands behind his back, with a faint expression on his face. He neither stepped forward to greet her nor said anything.

She just stood there, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if waiting for him to ask a question.

Suppressing his numerous questions, Yi Yang first told Jiang Yuexin, "You continue practicing."

"But Grandpa, you just got back..."

"Finish the practice first. The worst thing you can do in standing meditation is to give up halfway."

Jiang Yuexin pouted, wanting to retort but lacking confidence. She secretly glanced at Liu Qing, who nodded at her.

"Then Grandpa, wait for me."

Jiang Yuexin jogged back to the jujube tree, re-established her horse stance, raised her arms, and straightened her back.

Yi Yang raised his chin at Liu Qing and gestured towards the courtyard gate.

Liu Qing understood and stepped outside the courtyard gate.

The two left the courtyard one after the other. Yi Yang closed the door, leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, and looked at Liu Qing, asking:

"Tell me, what happened? I haven't been gone for many years, have I?"

Liu Qing turned around and looked Yi Yang up and down.

Her gaze swept over his official uniform as a candidate for chief inspector, and without further reaction, she spoke her first words bluntly:

"How dare you ask?"

Seeing the other party's tone, Yi Yang raised an eyebrow.

Liu Qing took half a step forward and said in an undisguised mockery:

"Do you know, if it weren't for the fact that Miss and I passed by here that day and remembered that you have a granddaughter living in the courtyard,

Are you going to hold back a genius with innate martial arts talent?

Martial bones.

Upon hearing a concept he had never heard of before, Yi Yang opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again.

"...Wugu?"

"You don't even know what martial bones are?"

Seeing that Yi Yang truly didn't understand, Liu Qing explained:

"You should know that the Celestial Survey Office measures one's physical attributes and classifies them into three grades: A, B, C, and D, with each grade having three levels: upper, middle, and lower."

Moreover, even the four deputy chief inspectors of the prefectural city, whose aptitude was at least first-class, were still considered top-tier.

She pointed a finger at the sky and exclaimed:

"Martial prowess surpasses Grade A."

"Throughout the entire Great Yu Dynasty, the number of people with martial prowess can be counted on one hand."

It is said that the current Martial Saint's inherent constitution is that of a martial spirit.

Yi Yang's body, which was leaning against the wall, stiffened for a moment. He hadn't expected that this "martial bone" would be such an amazing thing.

Liu Qing didn't give him time to process it and continued:

"That day, Miss just casually probed Yuexin's bones and almost lost her balance."

You know, I've been with this lady for so many years, and this is the first time I've ever seen her with that kind of expression.

Yi Yang touched his nose.

He indeed did not test Jiang Yuexin's bone structure.

From Sanmu Village to Yunwen Town, and from Yunwen Town to the capital city, he was busy killing people, cultivating, accumulating resources, and getting promoted along the way.

He had thought about Jiang Yuexin's martial arts talent, but each time it was pushed aside by more pressing matters.

Who would have thought that the little girl he had been protecting for several years was actually a martial arts expert?

"Where's the cultivation technique?"

Yi Yang asked, "What kind of martial arts does Yue Xin practice?"

"The Book of the Mysterious Heavenly Dao Heart".

When Liu Qing uttered these five words, his tone carried a sense of self-righteous pride as he said, "This is a method personally taught by Miss."

"That's a martial art beyond true skill!"

Liu Qing looked at him and added, "In the entire Sui Ning Manor, only Miss practices this technique."

Yi Yang fell silent.

Above true skill.

He has only just obtained a genuine skill manual, and that was taken from someone who wanted to kill him.

His granddaughter is already practicing methods beyond true skill.

What does this feel like?

It's like you work hard to save money and buy a used car, only to find out that your daughter's best friend gave her a plane as a gift.

Yi Yang's throat bobbed, his mind filled with complex emotions.

I am truly happy.

But that subtle sourness is real.

"Miss had Yuexin move to the main hall of Youquan Division for two months."

Liu Qing's tone softened as she said, "Miss and I take turns guiding her every day. Yuexin has extremely high comprehension, and her progress in the cultivation technique is the fastest I've ever seen, bar none."

"A few days ago, Miss left for White Fish City, leaving me here to continue watching over her."

Liu Qing paused here, staring at Yi Yang.

"Yuexin is a good prospect, but talent alone is not enough. She needs someone to teach her and resources to support her."

You abandoned her in the yard and didn't care about her. If Miss hadn't happened to see her... you might as well have let us take care of her.

"Alright," Yi Yang said, raising his hand to interrupt her. "This was my oversight."

He offered no explanation.

The facts are clear: it was indeed his problem.

For more than a year, he had focused all his energy on cultivation and survival, and his arrangements for Jiang Yuexin were limited to "making sure she was well-fed, warmly dressed, and safe from harm."

Seeing that he had admitted it, Liu Qing's anger subsided considerably. She turned her face away and said in her usual calm tone:

"Miss said that she has made arrangements for Yuexin's subsequent cultivation, and you don't need to interfere."

Yi Yang nodded. "Please thank Lord Yan for me, and thank you for taking care of Yuexin these past few days."

"You're welcome."

Liu Qing started walking out of the alley, but after a couple of steps she turned back to look at him and whispered, "I'm taking care of her not because of you. That girl is likable, sweet-talking, and quick-witted; she's much more perceptive than you."

Yi Yang watched Liu Qing's figure disappear around the corner of the alley, then stood motionless against the wall.

Martial bones.

The Book of the Mysterious Heavenly Dao Heart.

Yan Wuyuan personally provided guidance.

What does it mean when these three things are stacked together?

This means that Jiang Yuexin's martial arts potential may be even higher than his.

And much higher.

Yi Yang went over this matter in his mind several times.

Why did Yan Wuyuan do this? Was it simply because Jiang Yuexin possessed martial arts skills? Or was it because Jiang Yuexin was his granddaughter, Yi Yang?

There are probably two reasons.

Yan Wuyuan is not a kind person. She always has a purpose in everything she does.

She imparted her skills and personally guided him; this favor was so great that Yi Yang owed her even more.

But Yi Yang didn't care about owing favors.

As long as Jiang Yuexin can become stronger, protect herself, and stop being someone else's weakness, he would accept owing ten favors.

Yi Yang pushed open the courtyard gate and went inside.

Under the jujube tree, Jiang Yuexin was still practicing her horse stance. Her back was taut and straight, her arms outstretched and motionless. Sweat slid from her forehead to her chin, dripping onto the bluestone slab in front of her feet, wetting a small patch.

Yi Yang did not disturb her.

He went into the kitchen, found the rice jar and cured meat, lit a fire, and began to cook.

When the rice porridge in the pot was bubbling and the cured meat was sliced ​​thinly and arranged in a bowl, Jiang Yuexin finally finished practicing.

She swung her aching arms as she walked into the kitchen, the sweat still clinging to her forehead.

"Grandpa, did you cook?"

"Are you hungry? Wash your hands and sit down."

Jiang Yuexin obediently went to fetch water to wash her hands and sat down at the low table. Yi Yang brought over the porridge and cured meat, and also took out half a plate of pickled vegetables.

The two of them sat in the small kitchen to eat, much like they had in Sanmu Village.

Jiang Yuexin ate two mouthfuls of porridge and secretly glanced at Yi Yang.

"grandfather."

"Um."

Are you angry?

Yi Yang placed a slice of cured meat into her bowl. "What are you angry about?"

"You're angry with me." Jiang Yuexin stirred her porridge with her chopsticks and said in a lower voice, "I started learning martial arts from Sister Yan without discussing it with you."

Yi Yang glanced at her. The girl had her head down, her ears were a little red, and her lips were pursed, looking like she had done something wrong and was waiting to be scolded.

"Silly girl." Yi Yang tapped her head. "Grandpa is overjoyed."

Jiang Yuexin raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears.

"real?"

"real."

Yi Yang stirred the porridge in his bowl and took a sip.

"However, there's something I need to make clear to you."

Jiang Yuexin sat up straight.

Yi Yang put down his bowl and looked at her.

"What you're practicing now is a level higher than what your grandfather practiced. This opportunity is hard-won. From now on, just focus on your practice. Don't worry about anything else."

Jiang Yuexin opened her mouth as if to say something.

Yi Yang didn't let her speak, but added a sentence.

"But there is one condition."

"What?"

"Practice is fine, but don't ruin your health. Eat and sleep normally every day. If you lose weight, Grandpa will complain to Lord Yan."

Jiang Yuexin burst out laughing, almost dropping her chopsticks into her bowl.

"Grandpa, do you dare ask Sister Yan for a refund?"

"Why wouldn't I dare? Grandpa is now a candidate for Chief Inspector, after all."

Jiang Yuexin was stunned for a moment.

"Candidate...what?"

Yi Yang untied the token from his waist and placed it on the table. The official design on the bronze surface was clearly visible in the firelight.

Jiang Yuexin's eyes widened, and she actually dropped her chopsticks, asking in surprise:

"Grandpa, you really got promoted?"

"When Sister Liu Qing told me this before, I couldn't quite believe it."

Yi Yang put the token away, picked up his chopsticks, and continued eating.

"Eat yours."

Jiang Yuexin picked up the chopsticks, her smile uncontrollable, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

She lowered her head, ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice, and then suddenly looked up again.

"grandfather."

"What's wrong now?"

"Once I'm as strong as you, I'll protect you too."

Yi Yang chewed on his meat, not responding.

The firelight illuminated two faces.

One photo shows someone aged, the other young; one shows someone at peace, the other with a smile.

After finishing her meal and cleaning up the dishes, Jiang Yuexin went back to her room to rest.

Yi Yang sat under the jujube tree in the courtyard, took out the "Heroic Mountain Journey" from his pocket, flipped through a couple of pages, and then closed it.

Yuexin possesses martial prowess.

Yan Wuyuan passed on to her the methods beyond true skill.

This means that in a few years, Jiang Yuexin's cultivation level will likely catch up with or even surpass his own.

Yi Yang leaned against the tree trunk and looked up at the moon in the sky.

Sixty years ago, he transmigrated to this world and was judged to be "unworthy of martial arts".

His granddaughter is now the most outstanding martial arts genius in the entire dynasty.

Fate really does play tricks.

Yan Wuyuan really gave him a big surprise!

Yi Yang put away the booklet, got up and went back to his room to rest.

I need to go to the fifth floor of the armory tomorrow to choose a cultivation technique, so I won't be practicing tonight.