A Heaven-Sent Opportunity!

After closing the panel.

Jiang Ning got out of bed, put on his close-fitting shirt, and pushed open the door.

The sky was just beginning to brighten. Cool morning air mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grass rushed into his face, and Jiang Ning couldn't help taking several deep breaths of the fresh air.

Huff—

He expelled the stale air that had accumulated in his abdomen overnight, and immediately felt light and refreshed all over.

Jiang Ning then went to the corner of the courtyard to wash up.

The common people of this world generally had no habit of washing up, but Jiang Ning, who had lived in a civilized world in his previous life, couldn't stand the taste in his mouth after getting up in the morning.

He had no proper conditions now, so he could only use the method he had read about in books in his previous life.

He took out a willow twig that had been soaking in water overnight, then chewed and split it open with his teeth, using the soft, hairlike fibers to clean his teeth.

As he grew more skilled, the willow branches he chewed open became increasingly useful.

By the wall, Jiang Ning smeared crushed charcoal between his teeth with his fingers. After repeatedly rubbing them clean, he rinsed his mouth with fresh water, then used the willow branch he had just prepared to clean his teeth once more.

After finishing, Jiang Ning exhaled, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad!!"

He washed his face as well, then stood in the courtyard with his elbows hanging naturally at his sides.

Feeling the cool breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grass brush his face, Jiang Ning began practicing his fist.

[Five Animal Frolics Fist Experience Points +1]

[Five Animal Frolics Fist Experience Points +1]

[Skills]: Five Animal Frolics Fist (Initiation 90/100)

After finishing both rounds of fist practice, his Five Animal Frolics Fist Experience Points had reached ninety.

At the same time, two more strands of Qi and Blood Power were condensed within his body and merged into it.

Huff—

Huff—

Jiang Ning panted repeatedly. Feeling his heart pounding violently in his chest, he couldn't help smiling.

"I can practice two rounds of fist techniques in one go. My stamina really has reached a new level."

He clenched his fists again, sensing the Qi and Blood Power flowing freely through his body.

The Qi and Blood Power he had condensed through his physical strength had already reached more than a hundred strands. With so much Qi and Blood Power gathered together, it could run through portions of his arms.

Once the Qi and Blood Power erupted and reinforced his fists and arms, it could greatly increase the strength he unleashed for a short time. If it reinforced his feet and legs, it could sharply increase the speed he unleashed for a short time.

Qi and Blood Power was the strongest foundation of a Martial Artist.

"I'll test my strength again later!"

Chen Hour Fourth Quarter.

After breakfast, Jiang Ning arrived at the front gate of the Front Yard.

Rumble—

As he pulled back the door bolt and pushed open the heavy gate of the Martial Arts Hall, the friction between the gate and the ground sent a faint tremor through his feet.

"Junior Brother Jiang is as punctual as ever!" A man in a white training suit gently waved the Folding Fan in his hand as he spoke to Jiang Ning. A faint, seemingly nonexistent smile curved his lips, and his expression was somewhat frivolous.

"Senior Brother Cheng Ran!" Jiang Ning smiled.

He had been at the Martial Arts Hall for more than two days now, practicing his fist in the Front Yard the entire time, so he had naturally gotten to know a few people.

Of them, the one he got along with best was Senior Brother Cheng Ran.

The others practicing martial arts in the Front Yard weren't necessarily hostile toward him, but they didn't particularly welcome him either.

After all, most of the disciples who could afford to join Canglang Martial Hall were young people from the Inner City.

They formed their own circle and were all relatively familiar with one another.

As for the remaining few young people from the Outer City, they were also doing their utmost to blend into the circle of Inner City disciples.

Building relationships with wealthy young men from the Inner City meant gaining connections and resources.

Jiang Ning naturally couldn't be bothered to associate with them.

Cheng Ran alone was different. Although he was from the Inner City, he quite enjoyed making friends. There wasn't a single ordinary disciple in all of Canglang Martial Hall whom he didn't know.

When Jiang Ning had practiced martial arts over the past two days, Cheng Ran had taken the initiative to befriend him.

Faced with another person's goodwill, Jiang Ning naturally had no reason to refuse.

One more friend always meant one more path forward.

What reason was there to refuse?

A moment later.

The front yard of the Martial Arts Hall.

"Silence!" Wang Jin emerged from the Backyard.

A short shirt accentuated the muscles on his body, making them seem exceptionally exaggerated, like a Coiled Dragon rising and falling.

In an instant.

The entire courtyard fell silent.

"An opportunity now lies before you!"

At the word "opportunity," everyone's eyes lit up.

Wang Jin's gaze swept over the crowd like the king of beasts surveying his territory. Then he nodded in satisfaction.

"Do you know what an opportunity is?"

"Yes!" someone answered.

"You don't know!" Wang Jin's tone was calm yet forceful.

He continued, "An opportunity is something that can change your fate, let you leap over the Dragon Gate like a carp, and let you step beyond this patch of heaven and earth."

At those words, an even sharper gleam burst from everyone's eyes.

Seeing the fervent gazes of the crowd, Wang Jin nodded with even greater satisfaction.

He continued, "Do you know that in recent years the world has been turbulent, people's hearts have been unsettled, and Natural and Man-Made Disasters have followed one after another? That all kinds of Ghosts and Spirits, such as the God Worshipping Sect, have been appearing frequently?"

"Yes!" someone spoke. "As far as I know, last year alone, there was one medium-sized Rebellion and five small-scale rebellions in our Zeshan Province. They could be killed endlessly and exterminated without end, while nearly ten cults worshipping Evil Gods also appeared."

Wang Jin glanced at the speaker, then nodded slightly. "Not bad!"

"That is why, at the beginning of the year, the Human Emperor and the only Martial Saint of the current age jointly issued an imperial edict. Every Province, Office, Commandery, and County throughout the world must establish a Patrol Office to inspect the Nine Provinces and supervise all the people."

"The Patrol Office is overseen by the only Martial Saint of the current age. Any cult that worships Evil Gods, or anyone who incites the people and sows discord, can be executed first and reported later, regardless of their origins or status. Even imperial nobles are subject to this authority!"

"This imperial edict will be sent to Luoshui County in a month. Before the end of the year, every Province, Office, Commandery, and County must establish a Patrol Office."

"The Patrol Office's personnel are currently being selected from the major Martial Arts Halls and Various Factions in Luoshui County. They will be made up of people of clean backgrounds who also possess outstanding strength and talent."

"This is a heaven-sent opportunity for you! Do you know that if you wish to advance bravely and diligently in Martial Path cultivation, Wealth, Companions, Dharma, and Land are all indispensable?"

"You must understand that the master of the Patrol Office is the only Martial Saint of the current age, a Martial Saint who has suppressed the world for more than eight hundred years. In the Patrol Office, there are cultivation methods for everything from laying the foundation of the Martial Path and circulating Blood Qi, to supreme Secret Methods for becoming a Blood Exchange Grandmaster or a Spirit Nourishing Grandmaster!"

"All kinds of precious medicines and fundamental Martial Path techniques are available!"

"None of this can be obtained by you in Luoshui County."

"Joining the Patrol Office may even earn you personal guidance from the Martial Saint!"

At the final sentence, the entire Martial Arts Hall erupted.

Fervent light blazed in countless eyes.

The words Martial Saint.

To anyone, they were no less than the deities and Immortals recorded in ancient texts.

A Centenarian could live to see five generations under one roof.

But a Martial Saint had suppressed the world for eight hundred years. What an exaggerated existence was that?

After sweeping his gaze over the entire courtyard once more, Wang Jin nodded in satisfaction.

"Those entering the Patrol Office must be under thirty and come from Good Family Disciples with clean backgrounds! All must possess Martial Dao Entry Rank strength."

"Canglang Martial Hall has five recommendation slots. Four have already been decided in advance—they belong to three of your Senior Brothers and one Senior Sister!"

"One recommendation slot remains, and you will compete for it."

"Three months from now, whoever achieves Great Completion in two of the Five Animal Frolics Fist's fist techniques, achieves Great Accomplishment of Qi and Blood, and completes Martial Dao Entry Rank will be accepted, along with your four Senior Brothers, as my Personal Disciple. The disciple-acceptance ceremony will be announced throughout Luoshui County, and you will also represent my reputation as Wang Jin when entering the Patrol Office."

"Remember, the number of positions in the office is limited. There will certainly be further trials upon entry, and you will still need to contend with other factions! This is a chance to leap over the Dragon Gate! No one will give it up!"

"Entering the Patrol Office will inevitably involve a great deal of killing and conflict. For those who are unskilled in battle, this is a crisis!"

At that moment.

Jiang Ning listened quietly to the end, a burning fervor rising in his eyes.

A Personal Disciple, and entry into the Patrol Office.

This was a heaven-sent opportunity.

What did it mean to be a Personal Disciple? It meant inheriting one's master's mantle. Such a disciple's status was beneath that of blood relatives and children at most, and could even surpass them.

As for the Patrol Office, it possessed the authority to execute first and report later. From Wang Jin's description alone, it was clear that this was an organization of extremely high standing with the power to enforce the law.

If it were compared to the government departments of his previous life's history, its authority and deep background surpassed even the Jinyiwei, renowned for their fearsome reputation.

Anyone who knew even a little about the history of his previous life had heard of the Jinyiwei's terrifying name.

Not to mention that this Patrol Office stood above the Jinyiwei in status, with benefits far greater as well.

And as the saying went, it was good to enjoy the shade beneath a great tree.

In all of Great Xia, what tree could be greater than that of the only Martial Saint of the current age?

That was a terrifying existence who had single-handedly suppressed Great Xia's fortune for more than eight hundred years—one man who could rival an entire nation. The two words Martial Saint were practically an adjective describing him.

As long as he could enter the Patrol Office, he would no longer be in his current position.

Even if his strength was lacking, with the Patrol Office at his back, he wouldn't fear the various local Lineages in the slightest.

Supervising the world, inspecting the Nine Provinces, executing first and reporting later—this authority was simply too great!!!

Cultivation methods, secret manuals, Divine Weapons, and precious medicines—the benefits were simply too great!!!

At that moment, Jiang Ning clenched his fists.

Within three months, I must achieve Qi and Blood Completion and Martial Dao Entry Rank.

Only then can I become Wang Jin's Personal Disciple and gain the qualifications to enter the Patrol Office.

If I can't enter the Patrol Office, then even if I achieve Martial Dao Entry Rank and no longer fear Xu Yunfeng, Xu Yunfeng still has Cao Bin and the Cao Family behind him.

Before the immensely powerful Cao Family, if I came into conflict with them, achieving Martial Dao Entry Rank would at most let me protect myself.

Becoming Wang Jin's Personal Disciple would be different. It would be enough to make them hesitate to act.

And entering the Patrol Office would be even better.