Chapter 1599: Chapter 55: The Limit of Strength, Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants, Ji Mingyue’s Choice! (Part 2)
Muscles, bones, skin, and flesh, at this moment, as power surged, were frantically writhing within the body.
As they rubbed against each other, they occasionally emitted sounds akin to the roar of a dragon and the trumpeting of a divine elephant, and at times the grinding of bones produced thunder-like rumbling.
After several dozen breaths.
The roaring inside the body subsided into silence, returning to calmness.
Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes, his gaze bright, as if divine light was bursting forth.
He lowered his head, looking at his seemingly ordinary hands, and abruptly clenched all five fingers.
Boom——
The air in his palm was compressed and exploded with a roar, resembling thunder erupting in his hands.
[Dragon Elephant Power (Light Gold)]: Supreme power, bears the divine power of ten dragons and ten elephants, capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, infinitely enhanced as the physique grows.
"Ten dragons and ten elephants..." Feeling the vast and boundless, terrifying power within, as if it could overturn everything, Jiang Ning’s heart was in turmoil.
Nine is Perfection, ten is Ultimate.
Ten dragons and ten elephants are not quantitative terms, but conceptual terms.
He could clearly feel that compared to before the recent enhancement, his power was exponentially increased.
Not just a progression from nine to ten, but a qualitative transformation, an ascension across dimensions.
The power of the two is completely not at the same level.
At this moment, he also felt his muscles and bones become more resilient.
The enhancement of power is a concrete embodiment of holistic physical enhancement, not merely a numerical increase.
In this current state, not only is the power far exceeding before, but the physical body is equally so.
He could feel the blood surging through his veins, like great rivers, endlessly roaring, with the momentum of thunder.
He could feel the Qi-Blood surging within, continually rising.
A powerful physique inherently contains Qi-Blood.
Now, the changes in his physique cause his Qi-Blood to increase every moment.
"As expected of a gold-level trait!!" Feeling the feedback from his body, he was full of confidence inside.
Relying solely on the strength of his physical body now, he felt he could rival the previous six-foot-tall Golden Body.
Once he employed the ten-foot Golden Body, he couldn’t even imagine how powerful he would be.
At this moment, he glanced at the panel again.
[Source Points]: 12.7
After two times of consumption, two hundred source points were used, and now the remaining source points no longer had any effect on him.
Invested into traits, at most, it could only elevate a blue-level trait to a purple level, with almost no impact on his strength.
[Skill]: Vajra Immortal Body (Five times limit-breaking 101/60000) (Traits: Dragon Elephant Power (Light Gold), Leakless Body (Deep Blue), Ten-foot Golden Body (Light Gold), Golden Body (Light Gold))
A cultivation technique possessing three gold-level traits.
Looking at the Vajra Immortal Body entry on the panel now, he felt deeply satisfied.
Then, he closed the panel.
"It’s time to go back!" He gathered his heart spirit, taking one last look at the devastated forest he had ravaged.
With a swift movement, he instantly turned into a blur, dashing straight in the direction of Guangning City.
The trees and rocks obstructing his path seemed nonexistent, as he passed through without a sound.
No trail of his passage was left along the way.
No swirling winds or flying snow were stirred up by his passage.
In just a moment’s time, he returned to the courtyard of his residence.
"Morning!!" Ji Mingyue stood in the snow, her loose long hair simply tied up with a hairband.
A few strands of hair falling from her temples, wetted by moisture, clung tightly to her cheek.
Then, she tucked back a few strands near her mouth and continued to brush her teeth with a willow branch and fine salt.
Glancing at Ji Mingyue, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but smile.
"Oh right!" Ji Mingyue paused her actions and spat the water from her mouth into the basin, "A carrier pigeon just came with a message from my brother for you. It’s on the table in the front room, go and see what my brother has to say to you."
Ji Minghao?
Jiang Ning felt a bit puzzled and then nodded at Ji Mingyue.
"Alright!"
Leaving this sentence, he headed towards the front room.
Arriving at the front room, stepping over the threshold, he immediately saw a letter sealed with wax on the table, clearly unopened.
He stepped forward, picked up the letter, and then tore it open, pulling out the letter inside.
Upon unfolding it, his gaze immediately focused.
In an instant, he scanned through the hundreds of words on the first page.
The letter detailed Ji Minghao’s request, entrusting him to take good care of Ji Mingyue.
He was also informed that the Holy Emperor was gravely ill, coughing blood and unconscious, and advised not to return to the Royal Capital soon, especially with Ji Mingyue.
After glancing over the first page, he unfolded the second page and quickly scanned it.
In the next moment.
The letter turned to dust in his hands and scattered into the wind, disappearing without a trace.
Jiang Ning stood in the hall, his gaze heavy.
Ji Minghao’s information corroborated Xia Xuanyan’s words; indeed, the Changning Emperor was critically ill.
Yet the legitimate successor to the Imperial Family remains undecided, evidently indicating that turmoil is about to brew in the Royal Capital.
In such circumstances, Ji Minghao intentionally wrote to him, asking him to take care of Ji Mingyue, not to bring her back to the Royal Capital.
He could roughly guess Ji Minghao’s intentions.
He couldn’t help but gain a few degrees of respect for Ji Minghao.
Earlier, he thought Ji Minghao bestowed many favors upon him to aid Ji Mingyue in seizing the throne.
But looking at it now, he understood he had overthought.
Despite being in the Imperial Family, Ji Minghao clearly wasn’t the kind of person who neglects familial ties, the type who exploits everything like a calculating hero.
He still held a caring, sibling affection for Ji Mingyue.
His eyes pondered as his gaze drifted to the window.
In the courtyard, Ji Mingyue had finished brushing her teeth and was humming a light tune, drawing a bucket of clear water from the well, preparing for her wash.
The morning rays pierced through the clouds, casting a pale golden glow on her, adding a touch of beauty.
Today clearly promised to be a fine day.
Jiang Ning’s heart stirred slightly.
He knew this tranquility was soon to be shattered.
According to Ji Minghao’s request, if concealed, he and Ji Mingyue could still enjoy a brief peaceful life.
After pondering for just a moment, he shook his head.
He did not intend to hide it.
As he thought earlier, this matter concerns Ji Mingyue closely; she has the right to know and must face it.
Not being able to see him one last time would be a lifelong regret.
Furthermore, considering his current strength, he had the ability and confidence to protect Ji Mingyue throughout the coming storm and ensure her safety.
He took a deep breath and stepped out of the front hall.
"The porridge is done; I’ll go serve it. You should go sit in the hall first." Hearing the footsteps, Ji Mingyue glanced back at Jiang Ning, a droplet precariously hanging on her nose, reflecting the eastern sunrise.
"There’s a major issue I need to discuss with you," Jiang Ning said.
"Hmm?" Just having turned around, Ji Mingyue quickly turned her head with a pause in movement, "What happened? Did my brother mention something bad in his letter?"
Jiang Ning nodded.
"Is it related to my father?" Ji Mingyue’s eyes turned inward with dimming light.
"You know?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I don’t know!" Ji Mingyue shook her head, "But looking at your expression, I can guess a bit!"
Then, she continued, "Is there an issue with my father?"
Jiang Ning nodded again, "Your father is gravely ill, coughing blood and unconscious in recent days, and has yet to wake."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue’s eyes were filled with deep sadness.
"What does my brother’s letter say?"
"He asked me not to tell you, and not to bring you back to the Royal Capital," Jiang Ning replied.
Ji Mingyue pursed her lips, "My brother is right; you definitely can’t take me back to the Royal Capital! My father is critically ill, and the Royal Capital is now a powder keg, where the throne dispute leaves no room for kinship; returning will definitely get us involved. If this powder keg explodes, we could end up with no remains."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at Ji Mingyue with surprise.
He didn’t expect that Ji Mingyue, who grew up in the deep palace and was merely eighteen, could see things so clearly and thoroughly.
"What about your brother?" Jiang Ning asked.
"He is the Eighth Prince, and this identity is his destiny; I advised him before, but this is his choice! This time, me leaving the Royal Capital with you was actually his idea!" Ji Mingyue replied.
At this moment, Jiang Ning finally understood that Ji Mingyue and Ji Minghao perceived things more clearly than anyone else.
"My father also told me not to return! He knows his physical condition can’t withstand until the season of melting snow!" Ji Mingyue added.
"What’s your choice?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I don’t want you to endanger yourself for me; the Royal Capital is now truly a dragon’s den and tiger’s cave! Getting involved means uncertain life and death! Especially since you’re currently cursed, it’s inappropriate for you to engage in conflicts now!" Ji Mingyue spoke.
She then continued, "Before leaving the Royal Capital, I had already seen my father one last time, so there’s no regret! The day I left the Royal Capital, I knew this day would come eventually; my father knows, my brother knows!"
