Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Chapter 327: Chapter 45 The Statue of the Blood and Flesh God

East courtyard.

In the distance, the sun rose in the east, the morning glow filled the sky, and the sky was tinged with red.

Jiang Ning glanced at the rising sun and immediately got up.

“I should be off to work!”

The phrase “going to work” brought a smile to his lips.

These words made him involuntarily think of all the unpleasant memories of his previous life and the servile life he had lived.

Thinking of this, he felt even more satisfied with his current life.

Although this life was not as rich in resources or entertainment activities,

practicing Martial Arts and feeling his strength gradually increase, the sense of fulfillment of amassing mighty power within himself brought him relentless joy.

In his view, the path of Martial Arts was a journey of personal independence and transcendence, a transformation and sublimation of life forms.

The higher one climbed on the path of Martial Arts, the more one resembled the Immortal Gods of legend.

Just like the Martial Saint who had dominated the world for eight hundred years and lived nearly a thousand years.

That lifespan alone was like that of Immortal Gods.

The way of Martial Arts, to Jiang Ning, although it did not grant eternal life, the allure of nearly a thousand years of life was incredibly enticing.

Eternal life!

These words had long been ingrained in the genes of humankind in his previous life.

Throughout thousands of years of history, countless emperors had desired eternal life but could never achieve it.

Even that emperor of ages past had lost his life prematurely in his pursuit of immortality.

The path of Martial Arts in this life, although it did not offer true eternal life,

still provided a lifespan nearly as long as that of the Martial Saint.

In the face of a thousand-year lifespan, with fifty generations of ordinary people passing by, this was, in Jiang Ning’s eyes, a form of immortality.

The mere effect of extending life for a thousand years was enough to make him pursue this path.

Not to mention that on this path, one could possess powers comparable to those of gods, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas.

The next moment.

Jiang Ning had just gotten up and was ready to head to the Inspection Office to verify the identity of the God Worship Sect member who had followed him stealthily last night.

A member of the God Worship Sect at the Martial Arts Sixth Grade could yield fifty thousand Contribution Points.

Thinking of this, a sudden flash of inspiration struck Jiang Ning’s mind.

“Right!” he slapped his thigh, “How could I forget the golden box I discovered last night?”

Following that,

Jiang Ning’s spiritual power left his body and merged into the Sumeru Ring.

He now had two Sumeru Rings; one contained items and miscellaneous things he needed,

while the other stored the body of the God Worship Sect member who had transformed into a blood and flesh monster. Taking the body with him would facilitate confirming its identity and smoothly earning fifty thousand Contribution Points.

As his spiritual power merged into the Sumeru Ring, Jiang Ning soon found the spoils of war he had stumbled upon last night.

A small square box the size of a palm, the body of the box was dark gold in color, clearly cast from gold.

“This must weigh at least a pound!” Jiang Ning’s eyes brightened with joy.

A pound was ten taels, and with one tael of gold equating to one thousand taels of silver according to the exchange rate in Great Xia,

that meant the gold-cast box alone was worth at least ten thousand taels of silver.

A golden box worth at least ten thousand taels of silver simply used as a container meant that whatever was contained within must be tremendously valuable, far exceeding ten thousand taels of silver in worth.

In an instant,

the dark gold-colored box appeared in Jiang Ning’s hands.

After taking the box, Jiang Ning weighed it slightly.

“About one pound, five taels!”

Then he inspected the item in his hands; it was completely dark gold and smooth, without any patterns, feeling like a gold brick in his hands.

The only seam on the side was what revealed that it was a box made from gold.

“What could be inside?”

Looking at the gold-cast box in his hands, Jiang Ning was very curious.

Following that, he exerted a slight force with the fingers clenching the box.

The next moment,

he opened the box, and his eyes immediately saw the gold-cast box which had been soaked in fresh blood.

In the blood, a godly statue about ten centimeters long soaked within.

The statue had three heads, six arms, and four legs!

As Jiang Ning observed the statue, the originally closed eyes of the statue immersed in blood suddenly opened.

“Worship me, and your flesh will live forever…”

“Offer tribute to me, and your flesh will ascend…”

“Serve me, and your flesh will be indestructible…”

“…”

Three voices emerged from thin air, whispering continuously deep into his brain, seemingly twisting his thoughts.

The next moment.

Jiang Ning’s eyes instantly flickered with struggle, his gaze vacant, as if entranced.

Almost instantly after,

Snap—

The box was suddenly closed by his right hand.

In the moment the box closed, the murmuring that had been incessant in his ear suddenly vanished without a trace.

The scene just now felt like an illusion.

Huffing—

Jiang Ning regained his composure, gasping heavily.

His eyes still held traces of fear.

Just now, in his mind, he had seen a sea of blood.

Above the sea of blood floated corpse after corpse, lifelike in detail.

And in the center of the blood sea, a monster with three heads, six arms, and four legs was slowly approaching him.

As the distance continuously closed, Jiang Ning felt an increasing sense of extreme danger.

Moreover, during this process, his body was completely out of his control, frozen in place like a wooden chicken.

But fortunately, thanks to the burst of his spiritual power, he briefly regained control of his body.

Using this control, he successfully closed the box in his hands.

“Phew—”

Jiang Ning took another long breath, his wildly beating heart gradually calming down.

“It seems I was right, this gold-cast box can isolate the godly statue inside.”

“Combining the just transpired events and the endless whispers echoing in my ears, the godly statue inside the box must be the Blood and Flesh God of the God Worship Sect.”