Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1278 - 182: Imperial Tribute, Xuan Shuang Weave! (Part 2)

Chapter 1278: Chapter 182: Imperial Tribute, Xuan Shuang Weave! (Part 2)

"What are your thoughts?" Xu Shi asked again.

"Aunt, I am not worthy of him!" The young girl said somewhat frustrated.

...

A moment later.

Inside the room.

"My Lord!" The maid spoke.

Jiang Ning immediately cooperated by extending both his hands, then the maid, holding a belt, lowered her head slightly, as if burying it in his chest, wrapping her hands around his waist.

A moment later.

The maid stood up and stepped back two paces.

"My Lord, does it fit well?"

"It fits perfectly!" Jiang Ning nodded in satisfaction.

He then adjusted the cuffs a bit to make them more comfortable.

Wearing this garment, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental.

The garment not only fit him perfectly, but most importantly, it felt neither cold nor hot, and seemed weightless when worn.

This was a fabric of the highest quality he had never worn before.

An imperial tribute.

Capable of resisting weapons, impervious to water and fire.

He had just exerted a bit of force while adjusting the cuffs, and the fabric was extremely tough.

With just this simple test, he knew the protective power of the Xuanshuang weave exceeded that of fine iron armor.

It truly lived up to its reputation for resisting weapons.

Glancing at himself in the mirror, he nodded in satisfaction.

The robe was like white frost, unstained by dust.

The seams were simply sewn with silver threads, without any embellishment.

Yet, such an apparently ordinary garment gave off a sense of grandeur.

"My Lord, and this mask!" The leading maid handed over the silver mask from a red cloth tray and came before Jiang Ning.

"Put it on for me!" Jiang Ning instructed.

"Yes, My Lord!" The maid said respectfully.

Then, she gently put the silver mask onto Jiang Ning’s face.

As the mask fit snugly along the contours of his face, he could immediately feel that although the icy mask adhered to his facial contours and skin, it didn’t feel stifling at all.

The skin could breathe freely in such a situation without any obstruction.

Then, he looked at himself in the copper mirror.

Only to see the silver mask covered more than eighty percent of his face.

Only revealing his mouth, a defined jawline, and bright eyes.

"Is My Lord satisfied?" the maid behind him asked.

"Satisfied!" Jiang Ning nodded slightly.

Then, he stood up and walked towards the door.

Squeak—

As he pushed open the door, his figure immediately appeared in the view of Xu Shi and the other three.

Seeing Jiang Ning wearing the silver mask at that moment.

Xu Shi immediately nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, it seems the craftsmanship in the mansion has not regressed."

At that moment.

The young girl beside Xu Shi saw Jiang Ning, her eyes instantly became extremely bright, staring at Jiang Ning intently.

"Thank you, Madam!" Jiang Ning said to Xu Shi.

Xu Shi nodded and then said, "With your current appearance, when you go out, no one would know you’re Jiang Ning of Dongling County; they would think you’re some prince from the imperial family!"

Jiang Ning smiled, unconsciously thinking of a prince he had seen before.

The Eighth Prince, Ji Minghao.

...

In the front courtyard of the Marquis Mansion.

"Not bad!" Seeing the clothes made from royal tribute fabric, the Purple Robe Marquis nodded immediately.

"The Marquis’s preparations are very thorough!" Jiang Ning said.

The Purple Robe Marquis smiled, then said, "Have you decided on which cultivation technique you’ll use to conceal your identity?"

"With swordsmanship!" Jiang Ning replied.

"Swordsmanship?" At these words, a hint of surprise flashed in the Purple Robe Marquis’s eyes.

Then he said, "It seems I haven’t heard that you’re skilled in swordsmanship?"

Jiang Ning chuckled, "Precisely because of that, swordsmanship could effectively conceal my identity."

"That’s true!" The Purple Robe Marquis nodded immediately.

Then he said, "Do you need me to fetch some treasure swords from the armory for you?"

"No need!" Jiang Ning shook his head, then said, "I have my own trusty sword."

With his words.

He made a gesture with his right hand, and a flash of golden light appeared.

Then a long, needle-like sword accompanied by a golden flash appeared in Jiang Ning’s hand, then instantly, the needle-like long sword expanded to regular size, firmly gripped by Jiang Ning’s right hand.

Reaching the level of a Title Level Second Grade Grandmaster, the Purple Robe Marquis could now discern the changes in spatial artifacts.

Objects of the same volume presented completely different appearances in different environments and perspectives.

Space was incredibly mysterious, and he could now discern some of its wonders.

"This sword..." His gaze then fell on the long sword in Jiang Ning’s hand, and his expression became somewhat hesitant.

Because the long sword in Jiang Ning’s hand appeared rather crude, and most crucially, the hilt lacked any exquisite embellishments, appearing as if forged from simple fine iron.

"This sword is forged by my own hands!" Jiang Ning said.

"Understood!" The Purple Robe Marquis nodded knowingly, no longer dwelling on the sword in Jiang Ning’s hand.

He also knew that Jiang Ning, using a cultivation technique he wasn’t proficient in, could not easily employ his former methods to effortlessly slay a top Grandmaster.

But even if he couldn’t achieve this without exposing himself, he believed with Jiang Ning’s methods and foundation, he could easily restrain a top Grandmaster, even suppress them.

Because the foundation of an Invincible Grandmaster’s physique was there, using a sword, or even wielding an iron stick clumsily, was enough to restrain a top Grandmaster.

Then.

He glanced at Xu Shi and then Zhou Tuo.

"Behave well and stay at home! Don’t leave the mansion!"

"Yes, husband!" Xu Shi nodded, showing compliance.

"Rest assured, Father! I understand!" Zhou Tuo also nodded heavily.

After seeing their demeanor, the Purple Robe Marquis nodded again.

Then he looked at Jiang Ning: "Lord Jiang, shall we depart now?"

"At the Marquis’s behest!" Jiang Ning replied.

"Good! Then follow me!" The Purple Robe Marquis smiled boldly, moved his figure, and soared through the sky.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning moved as well, immediately following.

...

In the blink of an eye.

The two easily broke the sound barrier and surged into the vast expanse of the world.

A moment later, the two of them rushed out from the confines of Mount Juntian, entering a more expansive world.

The Purple Robe Marquis looked back and saw Jiang Ning still closely following him.

In his heart, he couldn’t help but nod silently.

His current speed had long broken through the sound barrier, a speed typically achievable only by a Second Grade Grandmaster.

But at this moment, Jiang Ning was able to keep up with him without falling behind.

The mere display of such speed left no doubt in his mind.

Especially as Jiang Ning, matching his speed, didn’t create the same resounding noise.

This further demonstrated Jiang Ning’s mastery of movement technique.

It was a manifestation of blending with the world.

Because typically, at such speeds, breaking the sound barrier would create extremely exaggerated sonic booms.

Then, he used the Sound Transmission into Secret Skill to speak to Jiang Ning.

"Do you know my plans?"

"I don’t know!" Jiang Ning replied using the same secret transmission.

"I dispatched Martial Artists of Seventh Grade and above from the Inspection Office first, breaking into parts. At the same time, I have mobilized the Fengming Army to form small units using a three-three structure to approach Zhi Xuan Mountain from all directions." The Purple Robe Marquis transmitted again.

"It seems the Marquis had everything arranged long ago!" Jiang Ning mused, transmitting back.

"Indeed!" The Purple Robe Marquis said, "Even if you hadn’t come, I would have acted against Zhi Xuan Mountain. The plans for this operation were made well ahead! Your presence only strengthens my confidence!"

Then, the Purple Robe Marquis added, "With your strength, even if employing swordsmanship, it wouldn’t be too difficult to restrain a top Grandmaster slightly stronger than Fang Yu, right?"

"No problem!" Jiang Ning responded decisively.

"Good!" The Purple Robe Marquis’s eyes revealed a satisfied expression and continued transmitting: "With your assurance, I’m even more confident! If you can restrain a top Grandmaster, the certainty of eradicating Zhi Xuan Mountain increases by ten percent!"

"Rest assured, Marquis!" Jiang Ning replied.

"I trust you!" The Purple Robe Marquis said.

"Then, how much certainty does the Marquis have now?" Jiang Ning asked.

"If Xuanyuan Blessed Land does not intervene, there is a sixty percent certainty! If Xuanyuan Blessed Land sends someone, there is an eighty percent certainty." The Purple Robe Marquis said.

Upon hearing this somewhat contradictory statement from the Purple Robe Marquis, Jiang Ning’s thoughts turned, and he understood.