Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 142: Chapter 140 Centenary Banquet

Qiongbi Peak.

Ning Daoran handed a heavy bag to Zhou Wuyou.

“Inside this bag, there are forty pounds of First-tier Spirit Rice Seeds, an essential Rain Transformation Technique for any spirit farmer, and the first volume of the Evergreen Technique.”

He then handed over a Spiritual Hoe, saying, “The practice of the Rain Transformation Technique cannot be neglected, as it is the foundation of your livelihood. If you are interested in cultivation, the Evergreen Technique might be worth trying.”

“Thank you, young master!”

Zhou Wuyou, treating the gifts like treasures, quickly knelt and repeatedly kowtowed.

“There’s no need for so much formality.”

Ning Daoran gently swept his sleeve and said, “This number 78 Spirit field is now yours to manage. Take good care of it. If one person isn’t enough, you can hire two or three people to help. Each year, draw two tenths of the Spirit Rice as rent, and keep the rest for yourself.”

“Yes, thank you, young master!”

Zhou Wuyou’s face lit up with surprise.

After arranging everything, Ning Daoran then returned to the Spiritual Field Courtyard of number 77.

From that moment, Qiongbi Peak once again settled into tranquility.

The tragic end of Ma Quanyou and his family caused the Qin and Huang clans on the peak to sigh deeply, feeling it was a warning to others.

From that moment, everyone knew that the Peak Master disliked conflicts, and relations between the two families quickly warmed.

…

Seasons changed from spring to autumn, from warmth to cold.

The passage of time in the cultivation world flew by unbelievably fast, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.

This year, Ning Daoran turned one hundred years old.

Backyard, fish pond.

“Roar~~~”

With a deep roar, a huge whirlpool surged in the water.

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes, “Stop hiding, come out!”

Instantly, a massive creature raised its head from the water, its black scales on the Ink Jiao Dragon’s head shining brightly, with its golden decorative lines also deepening significantly.

At this moment, its aura had upgraded to a Second Rank Middle Stage!

After Big Stupid Deer, Little Blackie had also advanced to Mid-stage Foundation Establishment!

“These years, the Spirit fish were not eaten in vain, not bad at all.”

Ning Daoran smiled and nodded, “As a reward.”

Saying so, he flicked his fingers, popping out several high-quality Blood Strengthening Pills.

The Ink Jiao Dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed them all, splashing joyfully in the water for a while.

The six Shadowless Needles were still lodged in the Ink Jiao Dragon’s skull, which made this originally fierce Second-Order Spiritual Beast almost start dancing; it was only missing singing.

“Uncle.”

Behind him, Chen Weimo’s voice rang out, “In a few days, it will be your hundredth birthday banquet. Junior Master Han and Martial Uncle Lin have both sent Sound Transmission Talismans asking if you will be holding a centenary celebration.”

“It’s been a hundred years already…”

Although Ning Daoran still looked youthful, after all, he had lived for a century and felt slightly more weathered.

“Just do a small celebration, prepare a table of food.”

“Yes!”

Chen Weimo chuckled, “Then I’ll go prepare.”

…

A few days later, on Qiongbi Peak, Ning Daoran’s hundredth birthday banquet was held.

Han Bing and Lin Sheng were the earliest to arrive to help, but they found that Ning Daoran and White Deer, naturally diligent, had already prepared the food, tables, chairs, and even mopped the floor spotlessly clean. There was literally nothing left for them to assist with.

“Junior Brother Ning.”

In the sky, a beam of tunneling light descended. It was a Golden Core female cultivator in a white dress, gracefully ethereal, none other than Senior Sister Jiang Yu.

Immediately, Lin Sheng, Han Bing, and Zhou Qingshan all greeted her with respectful faces.

“Senior Sister.”

Ning Daoran came out with White Deer and smiled, “Senior Sister’s presence brings glory to this humble courtyard!”

Jiang Yu chuckled lightly, “I couldn’t miss Junior Brother Ning’s hundredth celebration.”

Saying so, she gently slapped her Storage Bag, taking out a Second Order Top-Grade Spiritual Tool as a gift, making Lin Sheng and Lin Yun, both at Foundation Establishment, feel quite envious.

The Sect Master indeed was a Gold Core Late Stage, generous with a Second Order Top-Grade Spiritual Tool!

Ning Daoran warmly invited Jiang Yu to sit, giving her the most honored seat, as she was the Sect Master.

“Uncle.”

Chen Weimo changed into a red dress, further enhancing the festive atmosphere. Her birthday gift was a Colorful Bead Bracelet.

Each bead had been meticulously selected by her, carefully polished, and then individually cultivated before being made into the bracelet.

“You are thoughtful, Little Weimo.”

Ning Daoran immediately put on the bracelet.

“Senior Brother, congratulations on turning one hundred~~”

Han Bing presented her gift, a few Sound Transmission Talismans and Divine Speed Talismans.

As expected of the most thoughtful Junior Sister, she knew exactly what Ning Daoran needed most.

“Thank you, Junior Sister!”

“Junior Brother Ning!”

Lin Sheng’s gift was several Guiyuan Pills that could improve Foundation Establishment Stage mana, gathered from many perilous missions he bravely and diligently completed for the sect.

“Thank you, Senior Brother Lin!”

“Uncle Ning…”

Lin Yun presented his gift, a small bottle of elixir pills valued at about two hundred Spirit Stones, a thoughtful gesture as well.

Ning Daoran smiled as he accepted, “Lin Yun, relax and enjoy yourself, no need to be formal.”

“Yes, Uncle Ning!”

Lin Yun smiled and nodded.

Today’s birthday banquet was set up with only one table, meaning that Lin Yun would have the opportunity to dine with Sect Master Jiang Yu, which for him, a Foundation Establishment Elder, was indeed a fortunate opportunity.

Jiang Yu was like a dragon who showed his head but not his tail, usually either in closed-door cultivation or outside the Sect dealing with Golden Core Cultivators such as Jiuyun Shangren and the Soul-devouring Demon, and was rarely seen.

“Congratulations to my great-grandfather on his 100th birthday!”

Zhou Qingshan also came, now exactly eighteen years old, robust and strong under the guidance of the Great Elder Gongyang Yan, having recently advanced to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, with the True Yang Furnace Technique also entering the entry-level.

His grandfather Zhou Tiezhu had a deep relationship with Ning Daoran, and since the Zhou and Ning families were relatives, calling him great-grandfather was also reasonable and appropriate.

Zhou Qingshan’s gift was some blood-strengthening elixir pills, also a token of his good intentions.

“Um.”

Ning Daoran smiled as he accepted the gift, instructing Zhou Qingshan to take a seat.

…

During the jovial exchange of toasts, everyone was extremely delighted, constantly praising Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer for their excellent culinary skills, worthy of being the most leisurely Foundation Establishments in the Sect.

At that moment, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew into the courtyard.

It was from a Qi Refining Perfect deacon guarding the mountain gates: “Martial Uncle Ning, a group claiming to be from the Baisha River’s Chen Family is here to celebrate your birthday, should we let them enter Qiongbi Peak?”

‘Baisha River’s Chen Family?’

Ning Daoran frowned, the Baisha River’s Chen Family belonged to Chen Weimo’s lineage, a Cultivation Family.

Previously suppressed by the Zhao family of the Immortal Clan, almost leading to their annihilation, but with the successive deaths of two Foundation Establishments from the Zhao family, although the main branch of the Chen family no longer existed, those from its branches slowly gathered and once again stabilized their footing by the Baisha River.

“Let them come,” Ning Daoran replied to the Sound Transmission Talisman.

Soon after, Jiang Yu, Han Bing, Lin Sheng, and others left one by one.

Outside the Small Cloud Mist Array, a group from the Baisha River’s Cultivation Family arrived.

An elder at Perfect Qi Refining stepped forward, respectfully saying, “Head of the Baisha River’s Chen Family, Chen Yuan, pays respects to Senior Ning, congratulating Senior Ning on his 100th birthday. This is a small token from our Baisha River Chen Family.”

A beautiful young woman presented a jade bottle, which Chen Weimo immediately accepted.

The girl seemed somewhat dazed as she looked at Chen Weimo.

She had not expected that Chen Weimo, who was once taken out of the family by Granny Yun Cui, would still appear so youthful.

And she had already reached Perfect Qi Refining!

Ning Daoran scanned with his Divine Sense, finding two Guiyuan Pills in the jade bottle.

Guiyuan Pills, made primarily with 500-year-old Guiyuan Flowers, effectively improve magic power for all cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage, making them an essential treasure medicine.

Baisha River’s Chen Family, merely a Qi Refining family, presenting two Guiyuan Pills as a tribute gift probably drained their family’s resources.

“Thank you all for your congratulations!”

Ning Daoran gently clasped his hands, saying, “I will have Chen Weimo arrange a few banquet tables at Courtyard 79, you all can stay there today.”

“Thank you, Senior!”

…

Night fell.

Ning Daoran sat cross-legged, his Divine Sense sweeping over Courtyard 79, where the Chen family’s cultivators had not slept, all seemingly restless.

This visit by Chen family’s patriarch Chen Yuan, bringing a group of young family cultivators to the Chaotic Sect, was too obviously intended to have Ning Daoran take on a few more people.

If even one managed to reach Foundation Establishment, the Baisha River’s Chen Family could rise once more.

At that moment, Chen Weimo was also in the courtyard.

“According to the family tree, I should call you cousin.”

Chen Yuan, with a respectful expression, said, “This time, I, as the family head, have brought out all the young descendants of our Baisha River Chen family branches who have Spirit Roots.

Cousin Weimo, you just need to speak a few words, if Senior Ning could keep one or two people, our trip would not be in vain.”

“Cousin Weimo…”

A middle-aged female cultivator looked at her with pleading eyes, “Please help us, the surrounding Immortal Clans are eyeing us covetously, without a Foundation Establishment to preside over us, we might be swallowed up or even exterminated sooner or later.”

“You…”

Chen Weimo showed a troubled expression, saying, “Uncle did a great deal for my Foundation Establishment more than ten years ago and spent lots of effort, but unfortunately, I did not have the fortune to reach Foundation Establishment.

Now I owe uncle a lot, how can I make this request?”

“But…”

Chen Yuan stopped mid-sentence.

A group of young disciples looked eagerly at Chen Weimo.

…

The next day.

Morning fog curled up, the scenery of Qiongbi Peak in the morning was extremely beautiful.

On the second-floor balcony of the bamboo building, Ning Daoran stood with one hand behind him, his Divine Sense scanning the distant courtyard.

Yet he saw the Chen family’s people, led by Chen Yuan, all kneeling uniformly outside Courtyard 79’s Spiritual Field Courtyard, silent and prostrated.

It seemed, if a couple of Cultivation Seeds weren’t left behind, these people really wouldn’t rest easy.

“Hmph…”

Ning Daoran snorted coldly, with the nature of being privately proud as a cultivator, this would be the time to strike and kill a few to show the temper of a Foundation Establishment Expert.

However, these people were all Chen Weimo’s relatives.

In fact, from seeing these people earlier, Ning Daoran could tell Chen Weimo was very happy.

Originally, she only had this uncle, but now with so many relatives appearing, she naturally felt much more relaxed.

“Enough,”

He glanced at the White Deer beside him, “Old Lu, let’s give Chen Weimo face and pick one from the young descendants of the Chen family, how about that? Anyway, the courtyard also needs someone to serve tea and pour water.”

“Ao~~~”

Big Stupid Deer nodded in agreement.

Thus, Ning Daoran and White Deer, transforming into a white light, appeared over Spiritual Field Courtyard 79.

“Chen Weimo.”

“Uncle!”

“Pick one of your young relatives to stay.”

“Yes, Uncle!”

Chen Weimo appeared relieved, her face filled with joy.