Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 209: Chapter 207 Master Gen Shan

The Green Snake Demon coiled among several green rocks, its tongue flickering at great length, its vertical pupils staring intently at the person in front of it, appearing extremely tense.

Though the other was merely at the Early Stage of Golden Core, as a Third-tier Early-stage Demon Beast, it should have had no fear. Yet the Green Snake Demon felt its skin crawl, sensing this person as immensely dangerous.

“Hong~~~”

Suddenly, a vast indigo Wood Attribute Magic Power burst forth, followed by a huge green arm dropping from the sky, brutally pressing down onto the head of the Green Snake Demon.

When its lower jaw smashed heavily against the giant rock, the Snake Demon immediately spat out blood, its eyes nearly unable to open.

The gap in Spiritual pressure between them was huge, and the victor was decided in a single move.

Amidst the wind, Ning Daoran raised his left hand, and four Golden Silk Swords flew through the air, instantly piercing through the four vital points of the Snake Demon.

“Hiss—”

This Third-tier Snake Demon, which had roamed Qingzhou for many years, never expected such a bizarre end to be killed so inexplicably. After a mournful howl, its body went limp and fell to the ground.

Ning Daoran gently lifted his hand, extracting a Demon Core from the head of the Snake Demon.

“Hmm?”

He was mildly surprised; the Demon Core was crystal clear, radiating a deep blue brilliance. It was a Wood Attribute Demon Core, and, what’s more, it was a Pure Demon Pill, quite exceptional!

Back in the day, Master Du Ye of the Jiuyun Sect died in an ambush by the Soul-devouring Demon, Old Monster Jinxia, and others because of a Pure Demon Pill, which showed the value of such a Pill.

Ning Daoran silently placed the Demon Core into his Storage Ring, deciding to keep it for future use.

He then collected the corpse of the Green Snake Demon into his Storage Bag. The materials of a Third-tier Demon Beast were extremely precious; its skin could be used to make Talisman paper, its bones for Artifact Refining, and its meat to feed the Fire Devouring Ant, Little Blackie, each having its use.

“Let’s go.”

Satisfied with this trip, he flicked his sleeve gently, transforming into a streak of Tunneling light, and left to return to Fanshu City.

…

Sword casting shop.

Ning Daoran continued to live his leisurely days, farming and fishing in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven. The flesh of the large Green Snake was also used to feed Little Blackie and the Fire Devouring Ants. As for the bones, they were somewhat disappointing—without any Lifebound Bone, they were just ordinary materials for refining, so he gave them to the Fire Devouring Ants.

The Fire Devouring Ants could devour anything as long as there was enough Spiritual Energy. In just under half a month, they had completely consumed the bones of the Green Snake Demon.

As for the matters in the mountains, Sang Ping’anye brought back some news.

It was said that many villagers died in the mountains, and the Prefectural Governor ordered the Zhenxian Tower in Fanshu City to search for the murderer. A few Colonels were sent, but in the end, the matter was dropped.

Sang Ping’anye observed with some emotion that among the Colonels, one was a famed “brilliant detective” within Fanshu City. It seemed he discovered that the slaughter of the mortals was related to Mo Xinglie, the Young Master of the Divine Weapon Sect.

But that was as far as the investigation could go. Once it touched Mo Xinglie, the higher-ups issued strict orders to stop further inquiry.

Not to mention the City Guard of Fanshu City, even the Prefectural Governor of the region dared not easily move against Mo Xinglie.

Mo Xinglie was the beloved heir of Mo Yunting, as well as the Sect Master of the Divine Weapon Sect, which provided a large quantity of top-grade weapons to outsiders every year. Occasionally, once every few decades, they could produce a Divine Weapon comparable to a Magical Treasure, which was a considerable force not to be trifled with.

Moreover, Mo Yunting was a Mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, and his cultivation alone was enough to deter the Court from rash actions.

Thus, the matter ended unresolved.

Although Ning Daoran knew the secrets behind it, he was too lazy to wade into these muddy waters. The evil consequences of Mo Xinglie’s prolonged wrongdoing would eventually backlash. As long as it did not affect him, it was fine.

…

In the blink of an eye, two years passed.

In that year, Ning Daoran was 149 years old.

In front of the wooden house in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

“Hoo—”

Ning Daoran exhaled a breath of Turbid breath, and wisps of green smoke rose from his forehead; streams of Sword intent revolved around his body, forming a dazzling Taiji Eight Diagrams Dharma Formation.

Just now, after spending a total of thirty thousand years in Refining Time, he finally pushed the Liangyi Sword Technique to its peak, progressing from the Transformation Realm to the Return to Nature!

Now, his Liangyi Sword intent could be considered unparalleled in the world. Perhaps even the Nascent Soul Middle Stage Ancestor of the Liangyi Sect would have to say, “This youth is truly a monster.”

One wonders what Lin Xuyan, that youngster, would think if he knew Ning Daoran had so easily cultivated the Liangyi Sword Technique to Return to Nature.

“Senior Ning.”

From the outside, Sang Ping’anye’s voice came.

“Hmm?”

Ning Daoran exited the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, took the vine ball from Little Bai’s waist, tied it to his own, and then stepped outside the door, “What’s up?”

“Fairy Chen from the Floating Duckweed Workshop sent me to inform the Senior that the people for the trade meeting have all gathered and it will be this afternoon. If the Senior wishes to attend, please don’t be late.”

“Alright, I’ll be right there.”

Ning Daoran had been paying attention to this trade meeting for a long time.

According to what Chen Ping’er mentioned, a great cultivator named Master Gen Shan intended to trade a Third-tier Late-stage Dragon Sparrow True Feather. This treasure was incredibly rare and beyond the capacity of the Floating Duckweed Workshop to acquire.

Thus, Master Gen Shan only planned to exchange this Dragon Sparrow True Feather for a treasure that piqued his interest, and hence the trade meeting was arranged. Whether or not Master Gen Shan would part with the treasure would depend on whether the other participants’ treasures could catch his eye.

Ning Daoran decided to give it a try.

After all, his True Feather Fan was only a Second-order Spiritual Artifact, no longer keeping up with his cultivation. If he could acquire the Dragon Sparrow True Feather and combine it with other materials, there was a good chance that he could refine a Magic Treasure Level Dragon Sparrow Fan.

If he could refine the Dragon Sparrow Fan, Ning Daoran would naturally have another method to utilize the True Yang Furnace Technique!

…

In the afternoon, the Floating Duckweed Workshop bustled with visitors.

Ning Daoran had disguised himself as a young cultivator wearing a Daoist robe, with slightly prominent cheekbones. Releasing the aura of a Golden Core, he walked into the Floating Duckweed Workshop and looked towards Chen Ping’er, saying, “Fairy Chen.”

“Ah?”

Chen Ping’er was slightly startled and quickly bowed respectfully, “This elder seems unfamiliar to me… Have you come to my Floating Duckweed Workshop for…?”

“Fellow Daoist Chen, it’s me, Ning Daoran!”

His telepathic message left Chen Ping’er’s mouth slightly agape, staring dumbfounded.

After all… the aura Ning Daoran was currently releasing was indeed the authentic aura of a Golden Core!

In the Cultivation World, using techniques like the Concealing Breath Technique to suppress one’s cultivation aura to a lower realm was not difficult, and many cultivators could do it, but attempting to simulate an aura higher than one’s own cultivation was as difficult as ascending to the heavens!

A clever woman can’t cook without rice; if one doesn’t possess the cultivation, it’s impossible to release the corresponding aura.

Chen Ping’er knew that Ning Daoran must have concealed his true strength, which was more than just Early Stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, but she would have never guessed that Ning Daoran had already reached Core Formation!

“Fellow Daoist Chen, I am currently going by the identity of Transcendent Zhang, a Loose Cultivator from Qingzhou.”

“Understood!”

Chen Ping’er smiled lightly and said, “Transcendent Zhang, since that is the case, please follow me. The trade meeting is about to start soon.”

“Thank you!”

The back courtyard of the Floating Duckweed Workshop.

Within a courtyard protected by no less than twenty layers of Prohibitions sat two Golden Core Cultivators and two Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had already arrived.

One of the Golden Core Cultivators was an old man wrapped in a gray cloak, his face hidden within its folds, making it impossible to see clearly. Using a Pupil Technique or Divine Sense to peek would be disrespectful and could easily provoke anger.

The other Golden Core Cultivator was someone Ning Daoran recognized, Mo Shaoting, a Golden Core Early Stage, Great Elder of the Divine Weapon Sect, brother of Mo Yunting.

Ning Daoran hadn’t expected that this Golden Core cultivator would also appear at the Floating Duckweed Workshop.

That made sense, as without the presence of cultivators of equivalent realms, with whom would Master Gen Shan trade?

“Gentlemen, this is Transcendent Zhang, a Loose Cultivator from Qingzhou, who will also be participating in our trading session,” Chen Ping’er briefly introduced him.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, my apologies for earlier,” said Master Gen Shan and Mo Shaoting, offering a courteous greeting, while the two Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators showed even greater respect.

“Now that everyone is here, shall we begin?” Master Gen Shan proposed.

“Certainly, please come this way,” said Chen Ping’er.

Chen Ping’er personally led everyone into a secret chamber, promptly activating the Prohibitions to isolate the room from the outside world.

Ning Daoran took his seat, remaining low-key and silent.

Chen Ping’er took a seat beside him.

“Let’s start with the two junior Foundation Establishment cultivators. What do you two think?” Master Gen Shan asked.

“Agreed.”

Mo Shaoting and Ning Daoran nodded and smiled subtly, exuding the demeanor of seniors.

Suddenly, a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage cultivator with a receding hairline brought forth a two-thousand-five-hundred-year-old Shengyuan Flower, a crucial herbal ingredient for refining Third-tier Elixir Pills that could enhance one’s cultivation at the Golden Core Early Stage.

Mo Shaoting’s eyes lit up; this was just what he needed, being at the Golden Core Early Stage.

In the end, Mo Shaoting acquired the Shengyuan Flower with three thousand Spirit Stones.

After that, a beautiful Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator presented a Treasure Box containing an Elixir Pill emitting a rich medicinal fragrance and with five green pill patterns.

Well-versed in alchemy, Ning Daoran immediately recognized it as a Top-grade Dust Fall Pill!

The identity of this woman must be extraordinary, having in her possession a Top-grade Dust Fall Pill, she must be wealthy or noble!

“My ancestor entrusted me to offer this Dust Fall Pill. I boldly hope to exchange it for Master Gen Shan’s Dragon Sparrow True Feather. May I know your thoughts on this offer, elder?” she spoke in a soft, sweet voice that was pleasing to the ear.

“Oh?”

Master Gen Shan said, “Young lady, a family that can produce a Dust Fall Pill is not simple. Which family do you belong to?”

“From Yizhou, the Huang Family.”

“Ah…”

Master Gen Shan smiled faintly, “Unfortunately, none of my juniors are of any worth; not one has reached Late-stage Foundation Establishment, so this Dust Fall Pill is useless to me. Moreover, while the Dust Fall Pill is indeed precious, it still falls short of the value of a Third-tier top-grade Dragon Sparrow True Feather.”

The woman nodded helplessly.

The balding Middle-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator’s eyes sparkled, “Fellow Daoist, about this Dust Fall Pill…”

“Sir, there’s no need to even consider it,”

The woman spared no feelings and said, “My family’s ancestor is nearby enjoying himself, and he stated that the Dust Fall Pill will only be exchanged for the Dragon Sparrow True Feather. If the trade doesn’t happen, the pill will be used for my Core Formation.”

The balding cultivator’s face fell with disappointment.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang,”

Master Gen Shan looked over with eyes hidden beneath his cloak. “I wonder what exotic treasure you have brought. Have you come to this gathering with an interest in my Dragon Sparrow True Feather too?”

“Indeed.”

Ning Daoran frowned slightly, lightly tapped his Storage Bag, and immediately a crystal-clear, indigo Demon Pill hovered in the air. “Here is a Pure Demon Pill. I wonder if it would interest Fellow Daoist Gen Shan?”