Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 214: Chapter 212: A Total Mess

“It’s over, it’s all over now!”

Witnessing Mo Xinglie’s murder, a group of followers stood stunned, among them a mid-stage Foundation Establishment old man trembling all over. The matter had escalated too severely—Mo Yunting had invested a lot of effort into Mo Xinglie!

And now someone had punched his head off with a single blow. What were they to do?

What was even more fatal was that the one who made the move, Independent Practitioner Ning, was a Golden Core! The Young Master should have asked more questions before making a move—Independent Practitioner Ning’s visit to the Divine Weapon Sect and his being a Golden Core was no secret.

“Senior, you…”

The mid-stage Foundation Establishment old man stared in astonishment. “Why did you suddenly resort to killing?”

“When Mo Xinglie committed his crime, why did none of you ask him why he suddenly resorted to killing?”

“But the Young Master only killed mortals…”

“Oh?”

Ning Daoran flicked his toe, sending Mo Xinglie’s body flying back, saying, “In my eyes, Mo Xinglie is as weak as a mortal, so it’s only right and proper that I killed him, isn’t it?”

He smiled faintly, “Go back and tell Mo Yunting, I will be waiting for him at the sword casting shop! Make it clear to him that I thought Mo Xinglie deserved to die, so I killed him! If he wants revenge for Mo Xinglie, then come find me at the sword casting shop. I, Ning, will take it all on!”

“Okay, Junior has noted it!”

The mid-stage Foundation Establishment practitioner took Mo Xinglie’s headless body and fled in a hurry.

The rest of the followers ran even faster; they were just trying to make a living, who would be foolish enough to fight a Golden Core cultivator to the death!

…

“Fellow Daoist Ning, something terrible has happened…”

Chen Ping’er’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, “What should we do now?”

“Don’t worry.”

Ning Daoran shook his head, “I’ve wanted to kill Mo Xinglie for not just a day or two. Now that I’ve killed him outright, I feel quite relieved. Fellow Daoist Chen, just hide in the Floating Duckweed Workshop and don’t come out, lest you get involved in this matter.”

Saying this, he immediately threw out a piece of jade, saying, “Refine this jade, it can mask your aura.”

That jade, astonishingly, was the Turtle Breath Jade from Qin Buhui in the Cangnan Secret Realm!

As Chen Ping’er was about to say more, Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer had already soared into the sky and left the place.

…

Sword casting shop.

Ning Daoran sat in the living room, gently patting his Storage Bag, and immediately twelve Array Flags and twelve Array Plates hovered in the air. After a few spells were cast, these Array Flags and Array Plates flew to various spots, then buried themselves under the ground surrounding the sword casting shop.

“Rise!”

With a low shout from Ning Daoran, a Third-tier Middle-grade Defense Array soared up!

The White Feather Flowing Sound Array enveloped the entire sword casting shop, including some nearby residences and shops.

“Ah?!”

Sang Ping’an hurriedly walked out from the shopkeeper’s room: “Senior Ning, what is this?”

“Go, order everyone not to come out. Tell them to enjoy their New Year holidays. Divine Weapon Sect will be attacking the sword casting shop soon, but there’s no need to worry, I will handle everything!”

“???”

Sang Ping’an was completely bewildered, having no clue what was going on.

Why would the Divine Weapon Sect attack the sword casting shop?

Just because the sword casting shop forged a Divine Weapon?

If that was the only reason, then the Divine Weapon Sect was being too petty.

However, Sang Ping’an’s virtue lied in his obedience; he quickly gathered a group of managers, instructing everyone not to wander off, to stay at home, and absolutely not to touch the Array to avoid causing any trouble.

The nearby civilians were also notified one by one. In no time, the entire sword casting shop was engulfed in panic.

…

Dawn.

The snow continued without any sign of stopping, with goose feather-like snowflakes falling heavily, and the snow on the ground getting thicker.

In the distance, numerous cultivator presences approached Fanshu City!

“What’s happening?!”

City Guard Wang Chengruo woke from his sleep.

“Reporting to sir, something terrible has happened. Numerous cultivators from Divine Weapon Sect have come to Fanshu City, demanding the destruction of the sword casting shop, and telling us not to interfere!”

“What?!”

Wang Chengruo turned pale with shock, “What in the world happened? Doesn’t anyone know the news?”

“It’s said that someone in the sword casting shop killed Mo Xinglie last night, thus angering the Divine Weapon Sect.”

“Mo Xinglie is dead?!”

This mere mortal city guard felt a surge of joy: “Quick, send people to the nearby Zhenxian Towers, inform them of what’s happening here. We must not allow the Divine Weapon Sect to cause chaos in my Fanshu City!”

“Yes, sir!”

In no time, the entire city was in an uproar.

Though Wang Chengruo lacked the courage to activate the City Protection Restriction and block the people from Divine Weapon Sect, he could still make some secretive moves.

…

At daybreak, the sky was filled with figures.

The Divine Weapon Sect had arrived with at least a thousand people, ranging from Golden Core to Qi Refinement stages, along with numerous Blood Qi Martial Artists, each of their gazes filled with raging fury, evidently aware of what had occurred.

“Independent Practitioner Ning!”

Outside the array, Mo Yunting’s gaze was icy cold: “This seat has treated you with great respect, why did you kill my beloved son?”

Above the sword casting shop.

Ning Daoran crossed his arms and said indifferently, “Mo Xinglie offended me, so I killed him at will. Is there a problem?”

“You…”

Mo Yunting furiously said, “You, a mere early-stage Golden Core, think you can defy death, thinking a Third-tier Array could stop my Divine Weapon Sect?”

“You just try it!”

Ning Daoran slightly raised his eyebrows and said loudly to the people of the Divine Weapon Sect, “Mo Xinglie has a brutal nature and has committed multiple murders in the city. Mo Yunting clearly knew the truth but kept covering up for him!

Now that Mo Xinglie has been killed by me, the rest of you should be aware of the twists and truths. If you continue to assist the tyrant, do not blame me for being rude!

In short, anyone who dares attack the array today, I will not hesitate to kill, so I hope you do not misjudge the situation!”

“How audacious!”

Mo Yunting, furious, raised his hand and sacrificed a magic treasure, which was a huge sword. As the cultivation technique was activated, the giant sword grew hundreds of times in size and slashed down directly from the sky!

“Shaoting, the Prohibition Breaking Talisman!”

“Yes!”

On both flanks, Mo Shaoting and dozens of Foundation Establishment Cultivators concurrently used Second Order Prohibition Breaking Talismans!

Suddenly, countless talismans glowed brightly!

Being a sect with profound heritage, the Divine Weapon Sect instantly used more than twenty Prohibition Breaking Talismans to break the array, which was truly a grand gesture!

“Prohibition Breaking Talisman?!”

Ning Daoran’s mind stirred, and in an instant, twenty-four golden lights flew out from his body, which were his twenty-four Golden Silk Swords!

“Buzz!”

Amidst the sharp buzzing sound, the Golden Silk Swords swept through the air, colliding with the talismans where mana was continuously being mobilized, causing continuous explosive sounds to come from the perimeter of the White Feather Flowing Sound Array. The talismans had not even reached the array before they were sliced by the flying swords!

The only loss was some spiritual energy from the Golden Silk Swords, which would recover after being nurtured for a year or two.

Meanwhile, Ning Daoran waved one hand and a blue-colored Treasure tripod soared into the sky, quickly expanding hundreds of times and with a “clang,” blocked Mo Yunting’s attack with the magic treasure!

“I told you not to interfere!”

Ning Daoran pointed, and immediately a green light burst forth.

With a “pfft,” a middle-stage Foundation Establishment old cultivator clutched his neck and staggered back, his throat had been pierced by a short knife, and he fell dead instantly.

“Uncle Grandmaster!”

Cries of anguish came from the crowd.

Who would have thought that a dignified middle-stage Foundation Establishment elder could not even block a single strike.

…

“Attack together!”

Mo Yunting’s eyes bloodshot: “Today, we must break through the Sword Casting Shop and avenge the blood debt with blood!”

“Yes, a debt of blood must be paid in blood!”

Countless disciples of the Divine Weapon Sect roared.

In a blink of an eye, countless magical treasures and spiritual artifacts came from all directions, bombarding the White Feather Flowing Sound Array. But how robust could a Third-tier Array be, they could only prompt a series of sharp ringing sounds.

“Old Lu, it looks like we don’t need to be polite either.”

Ning Daoran patted the Spirit Garden Grotto Heaven: “Little Bai, Little Blackie, Little Gui, all out to battle!”

Saying so, he waved the Green Ghost Flag, even summoning Little Qing.

“Yo, yo~~~”

Big Stupid Deer let out a deer cry, its body instantly transforming into a gigantic creature, rising up to tens of feet. Charging out of the array, its antlers thrust forward, pushing out a barrage of fierce flame mana!

In an instant, dozens of Divine Weapon Sect Disciples turned to ash.

“Hiss, hiss~~~”

Little Blackie’s massive body swayed, breathing out a purifying strike towards a group of disciples, causing many Divine Weapon Sect Disciples to scream as blood was drained and they turned into mummified corpses.

Though the Green Water Turtle was also at the Foundation Establishment stage with limited means, it managed to spurt water arrows from within the array, directly killing those Qi Refining Stage Practitioners.

“My young master.”

Little Bai raised her hand and summoned the Ten-thousand-year-old Stake, smiling, “Do you need your concubine to go kill that Mo Yunting, Old Mo Ghost?”

“No need, he is mine.”

“Yes!”

…

In an instant, the battle in the sky above the Sword Casting Shop changed from initially one-sided attack on the array to mutual assault.

The array of the Ning Family Army was too ferocious. Even without deploying the Fire Devouring Ants and Paper Substitutes, they fought the Divine Weapon Sect evenly, although pressed within the array, but with no casualties, whereas the opponent kept suffering losses.

“How can this be?!”

In the wind, Mo Yunting felt a chill down his spine.

Is this the strength a normal Golden Core Early Stage Cultivator should have?

So many spiritual beasts, and that overpoweringly powerful refining corpses, all combined strength enough to single out a Nascent Soul Early Stage, right?

Just as he was uncertain, a figure suddenly flew from the direction of the Divine Weapon Sect, it was a late-stage Foundation TouchableOpacity Elder.

The man’s white robe was covered in blood, very gruesome.

“Elder Luo, why did you come?”

“Sect Master, something terrible has happened. While we were attacking the Divine Weapon Sect, the Soul-devouring Demon suddenly appeared, now leading a large number of Demon Cultivators attacking our sect! Our array will soon fail, please lead everyone back to the sect immediately, otherwise our Red Leaf Valley Divine Weapon Sect will be destroyed!”

“What?!”

Mo Yunting’s head throbbed with pain.

Why did the Soul-devouring Demon, a devil that hadn’t appeared for many years, show up, and why at Red Leaf Valley?

Moreover, according to rumors, many years ago the Soul-devouring Demon had a huge opportunity and advanced to Gold Core Late Stage.

At this moment, the Soul-devouring Demon had the strength to even contend with Jiuyun Shangren. What did he see in the Divine Weapon Sect’s meager assets?

“Retreat!”

Mo Yunting didn’t hesitate: “Set aside the grievances with the Sword Casting Shop for now, all disciples follow me back to the Divine Weapon Sect, together with the array to repel those Demon Cultivators!”

In an instant, all the Divine Weapon Sect Disciples in the air had departed.

Ning Daoran frowned, how did the Soul-devouring Demon come?

How has this Fanshu City almost turned into chaos the moment I arrived…