At this moment, even though Jiang Qingge didn't understand any martial arts or sword dao, she was equally overwhelmed with immense shock, rising from the depths of her heart.

Mountain Opening and River Breaking... This is truly Mountain Opening and River Breaking!

Watching the scene of the crumbling and falling Flood Dragon in the image, already showing a slight tendency to transform into a True Dragon, Jiang Qingge's eyes reflected the spectacle of mountains collapsing, misty seas rolling back, and a heaven-shocking sword strike.

She couldn't imagine that a person's body could contain such terrifying power.

Until she finished watching Elder Yinmang's self-inflicted death, Jiang Qingge was still immersed in deep admiration and shock.

No wonder, the Martial Dao is the lifelong pursuit of countless people, possessing such terrifying power is to completely control one's own destiny, no longer drifting along, indeed extremely desirable.

In this grand era of martial arts, being able to control one's own destiny is a rather luxurious thing.

Just like the arranged marriage back then...

Jiang Qingge turned around with great emotion, just about to say something, when she saw Jiang Lingyue maintaining a look with her rosy lips slightly parted, seemingly lost in some kind of contemplation.

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Initially somewhat puzzled, but in an instant, Jiang Qingge remembered, her sister had just said that perhaps a predestined person could gain a bit of enlightenment from this heaven-shocking sword strike!

Even a slight enlightenment is a tremendous gift to a martial arts cultivator!

So, did she gain some kind of enlightenment?

Jiang Qingge felt a surge of joy in her heart, sincerely happy for Jiang Lingyue, not daring to speak again, for fear of disturbing Jiang Lingyue's state of epiphany.

...

Yinmang Mountain.

It was already half a day later, and there were still many people lingering on Yinmang Mountain, reminiscing about the completely one-sided battle that had occurred earlier.

Some who had recorded that scene with the original memory stone saw a business opportunity, grinning while constantly engraving new replica memory stones, selling them at an increased price from five taels of silver to ten taels, earning silver for merchants.

However, as the engraving continued, the array patterns inscribed on the original memory stone became increasingly dim.

Once the array patterns disappeared, the images within the memory stone would also vanish.

Moreover, the replicated memory stones could not be copied again.

Thus, the memory stone recording the mysterious black-clad martial arts grandmaster slaying the dragon with a single sword saw its price slowly rise.

Lu Ye had already left Yinmang Mountain long before, not with Chen Lingxiang.

He saw through the communication jade token the messages Chen Lingxiang sent.

He said the memory stones recording his sword were becoming hot commodities, the replica versions had risen to eleven taels of silver each and still showed a trend of further increase, Lu Ye shook his head slightly.

A year ago, he would have valued this amount of silver.

But now, several hundred or thousand taels of silver seemed no different from one tael to him.

After Elder Yinmang's self-destruction, the storage ring naturally fell into the hands of Lu Ye, the victor.

The value of just one storage ring far exceeded the entire market for selling memory stones this time.

Not to mention, there were various resources within the storage ring.

In an unnamed dense forest far from Yinmang Mountain, Lu Ye took out that storage ring and began to inventory its contents.

Silver, such as it was, wasn't abundant in the hands of Elder Yinmang, who secluded himself on Yinmang Mountain without caring for worldly matters, only possessing around a few dozen taels, poorer than most postnatal realm martial artists.

What surprised Lu Ye was the nearly twenty source crystals within the storage ring!

Acquiring this batch of resources, coupled with what he had accumulated before, gave Lu Ye the confidence to digest these resources and aim directly for the Grandmaster Third Layer Realm!

Twenty source crystals aren't actually many; someone like the Three Yin Saint Son could completely drain a source crystal in a few days, but the growth in cultivation might be negligible.

As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, a single source crystal under normal circumstances would help Lu Ye even less.

But Lu Ye could amplify a hundredfold.

Even though advancing to the Martial Arts Grandmaster required more energy, Lu Ye's speed still far exceeded that of other grandmasters.

Additionally, within it, Lu Ye found a tattered, ancient book, very thin, with only a few pages.

Lu Ye took it out for a look and immediately realized it was evidently a secret manual on how to nurture contract spiritual beasts and spirit beasts.

The several-meter-long flood dragon previously raised by Elder Yinmang was specifically nurtured by adapting to the conditions of Yinmang Mountain, a "special spirit beast."

If it hadn't encountered Lu Ye, given another ten or so years, it might truly have been successfully nurtured, allowing that flood dragon to advance to Tier Four, condense a body, and truly rival a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Once the flood dragon advanced, the feedback would similarly propel Elder Yinmang, stuck at the peak of the Innate Ninth Layer, to forge into a grandmaster, stepping into the ranks of the top experts in the Northern Territory.

"This method seems like it could be tried with Xiao Ling..."

Lu Ye revealed a look of contemplation. Since Elder Yinmang was able to nurture a flood dragon spirit beast to such a degree, it proved the secret manual was legitimate and this path feasible.

After glancing around and seeing no one, Lu Ye immediately summoned Xiao Ling, who hadn't been released for some time.

Suddenly, a seemingly agile little dog appeared in front of Lu Ye.

"Woof woof woof?"

Having assumed this form for a while, Xiao Ling's foreign language was getting better and better.

Hearing that authentic bark, Lu Ye couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Between you and me, there's still no real contract established," Lu Ye said. "Let's try today."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling was first taken aback, then nodded vigorously, it had long wanted to become Lu Ye's... not the person, Lu Ye's dog!

Also not quite right... After all, it wasn't really a dog.

In the next moment, Lu Ye formed a mystical imprint with both hands, then the grandmaster's source qi slit a finger, tracing a line from which blood oozed.

In an instant, another of Lu Ye's abilities activated, rapidly healing the wound at a visible speed.

Before the wound healed, he quickly flicked a drop of blood onto Xiao Ling's forehead, pressing one hand onto its head.

"Relax your mind, I'll establish the contract," he said.

At the word, Xiao Ling, not knowing what "relaxing the mind" meant, dumbly looked up at Lu Ye.

In a flash, Lu Ye felt his spiritual sense effortlessly enter Xiao Ling's sea of consciousness.

Looking at the empty expanse, like a blank sheet of paper within its consciousness, Lu Ye marveled; born of heaven and earth, such spirit beings were indeed pure, devoid of thoughts, each day filled only with happiness.

Effortlessly establishing a real contract with Xiao Ling, a curious "Yiya" sounded in Lu Ye's heart.

After establishing the contract, spoken words were no longer necessary for communication; both parties could now communicate directly through spiritual sense, convenient, expedient, and safe.

Even at the peak of the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, intercepting such conversations was impossible.

"Yiya!"

At this moment, Xiao Ling also sensed the mysterious link that had formed between itself and Lu Ye, an indescribable connection.

Immediately, this spirit being, born from absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, shamelessly clung to Lu Ye's leg, as if grasping the hope of the future.

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