Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 60: Chapter 59 An Accident Occurs

The jungle was lush, and the moonlight was pure and cleansing.

Inside a colossal ancient tree, an almost undetectable hollow had been carved out, reaching dozens of feet deep; within this tree hollow, a young cultivator was coiled up, recovering his mana.

This person was none other than Ning Daoran.@@novelbin@@

The ancient tree was several hundred feet from the battlefield—not too close, yet not too far. It allowed him to stay away from the battlefield while also being able to keep an eye on any commotion.

To ensure utmost safety, Ning Daoran had even improvised and created an Array Flag and an Array Plate, setting up a simple isolation prohibition around him.

This prohibition was of First-tier Lower Grade standards, which for Ning Daoran, a First-tier Top-Grade Array Master, was a trivial task to accomplish.

Nevertheless, he still felt the security was not high enough.

Therefore, not far from where the trees were more densely grown, he set up a Five Elements Wander Array from his Storage Bag. With this in place, should there truly be an adversary too formidable to handle, at the very least the Five Elements Wander Array would be his safety net.

…

The next day, in the early morning.

There were only a few hours left before the entrance to the Cangnan Secret Realm would close.

In the core area of the secret realm, the huge battle within the ancient hall was drawing to a close. Most of the Spiritual Medicines that appeared had found their owners, and from afar, one could see the figures of the Sea Burning Sect and the Devouring Soul Sect disciples returning loaded with spoils.

Ning Daoran observed from a distance, easily analyzing the final outcomes of the battle.

The Sea Burning Sect triumphed. Under the leadership of the Big Brother, Qin Buhui, the disciples of the Sea Burning Sect fought bravely and gradually overpowered their adversaries, ultimately winning most of the opportunities within the ancient hall.

The disciples of the Devouring Soul Sect were at a disadvantage, settling for scraps. When these disciples left the ancient hall, they turned their attention to the disciples of the Righteous Sects on the periphery.

Another massacre began, as the Devouring Soul Sect disciples targeted the disciples from sects like Steel Gate Sect, Star Moon Pavilion, and Purple Cloud Sect, attempting to wring out some more gains from them.

In addition, Ning Daoran spread his Divine Sense wider and noticed something else: there seemed to be something fishy about Qin Buhui.

Although a disciple of the Righteous Path, he struck with extreme ferocity. Just from what Ning Daoran had seen, Qin Buhui had already killed more than a dozen disciples from other Righteous Sects, showing no mercy whatsoever.

‘This Qin Buhui…’

Ning Daoran frowned, a spark of thought flaring within him. What could his motive be for such actions?

It all boiled down to one point. The Sea Burning Sect had suppressed the Devouring Soul Sect in this secret realm and were likely to assert their position as number one in Qingzhou.

Thus, Qin Buhui’s extermination of other Righteous Sect disciples in the secret realm was most likely a move to secure this top position, considering he had targeted the young disciples who had reached the Perfect Qi Refining stage, the so-called “Foundation Establishment Seedlings.”

‘What the hell…’

Ning Daoran’s insight sent a chill down his spine, in the world of cultivation, there truly weren’t many good people!

…

In the afternoon, as it was nearly time to return to the entrance of the Secret Realm.

Ning Daoran tucked himself underground, taking out one after another Purple Blood Ginseng, Earth Ganoderma, Heart-focusing Grass, and gave them a shake in his arms, sprinkling the mature seeds of these Spirit Grasses into his chest, then placed the Spirit Grasses into his Storage Bag.

This was a strategy he had planned in advance; only in this way would he have the chance to cultivate the three main ingredients for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

According to Senior Brother Lin Sheng’s description, after exiting the Secret Realm, the Sect would naturally not search the disciples’ Storage Bags one by one, as it might expose the disciples’ actions within the Secret Realm and bring about their doom.

Thus, the Sect used a special Spirit Artifact capable of sensing the aura of the three main ingredients to check. Once disciples presented all the main ingredients, by sweeping the Spirit Artifact over a Storage Bag, the Sect could detect if there were any remaining main ingredients inside.

Ning Daoran’s Storage Bag was naturally not something to be inspected by others; it was risking great danger.

Therefore, he could only retain some scattered seeds in his bosom, giving a reasonable excuse should the Sect find them, shrugging it off as an accidental loss.

Furthermore, things such as the main ingredients for Foundation Establishment Pills were seldom privately cultivated.

They brought potential danger, and as Qi Refinement cultivators often reached their hundred-year limit, it was rare to plant trees for successors to enjoy the shade—a task most cultivators couldn’t be bothered to undertake.

Ning Daoran, however, was different. He only needed two years to grow the three main ingredients for Foundation Establishment Pill.

This year he was 38, which meant by the age of 40, he would be ready to attempt crafting the Foundation Establishment Pill, and thereafter, he could consider the matter of establishing his foundation.

…

From afar, several familiar figures appeared.

They were people from the Chaotic Sect, among them two senior brothers who had spoken with Ning Daoran before.

“Whoosh!”

Ning Daoran immediately left the tree hollow, grimy and dusted, and walked over to them.

“Senior brothers, have you seen Senior Brother Lin Sheng and Senior Sister Liu?”

“Oh? It’s Junior Brother Ning from the Outer Sect. We just emerged from a swamp and haven’t seen Senior Brother Lin or Senior Sister Liu. We’re planning to enter the ancient hall again to see if there are any benefits left. Would Junior Brother care to join us?”

“I’ll pass.”

A spasm crossed Ning Daoran’s face—an area like that, whoever wants to go can go.

The two parties parted ways, heading in different directions.

Ning Daoran hadn’t walked far before sounds of combat and intense fluctuations of mana could be heard.

Lightly, he landed atop an ancient tree and saw a group of Chaotic Sect disciples being besieged!

The leader was not a stranger; it was Lin Zhuojun, who was gravely injured, and the Chaotic Sect disciples surrounding him were also all wounded.

Encircling them was a crowd of Devouring Soul Sect disciples, wildly displaying their Soul Devouring Demon Techniques. The Chaotic Sect disciples stood no chance against them.

“Ah?”

In the midst of the chaos, Lin Zhuojun spotted Ning Daoran perched on the treetop and, as if grasping a lifesaving straw, did not even consider whether Ning Daoran’s cultivation level was sufficient to help. He promptly shouted:

“Junior Brother Ning, save us quickly!”

‘This is bad…’

Ning Daoran’s heart skipped a beat, feeling like Lin Zhuojun had just sold him out.

“There’s another rat from the Chaotic Sect.”

One of the close disciples of the Devouring Soul Sect sneered, “Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Zhuang, go take care of that kid!”

“Yes, Big Brother!”

Two fierce Devouring Soul Sect disciples charged toward him.

Ning Daoran frowned and swiftly descended the ancient tree, dashing straight down a mountain slope.

Behind him, two Soul Devouring Sect disciples wore sinister smiles.

“Junior Brother, why are you running? Wouldn’t it be nice if your senior brothers sent you off to reincarnate?”

“So, should I thank both senior brothers for this?”

Ning Daoran saw that the time was nearly right and immediately turned around, pulling out the Big Green Dragon from his Storage Bag.

“You still want to fight back?”

The Soul Devouring Sect disciples sneered, “Since that’s the case, let’s grant you the gift of a dismembered corpse!”

Saying this, the two manipulated their Magic Artifacts and, splitting up, simultaneously attacked!

“Whoosh!”

Ning Daoran used the Wind Riding Leisurely Technique and instantly turned into an afterimage; the Azure Dragon Spear’s swiftness also became an afterimage. With two “thumps,” two headless bodies fell to the ground.

He collected his Storage Bag and burned everything to ashes with a fire.

…

“Beautiful…”

Just after Ning Daoran had dealt with the two Soul Devouring Sect disciples, suddenly, from a high spot behind him, came the sound of applauding cheers:

“Truly beautiful. I didn’t expect the Chaotic Sect to have such an expert hidden within. Your cultivation must have already reached the extreme realm of the Qi Refinement stage, right?”

Ning Daoran felt a chill in his heart and spun around sharply.

He saw a figure standing on a nearby slope; it was Qin Buhui, a True Disciple of the Sea Burning Sect, his long robe stained red with fresh blood.

Ning Daoran felt chills down his spine. This person had appeared behind him without any notice, and even his Divine Sense hadn’t detected Qin Buhui.

“Surprised?”

Qin Buhui’s gaze was sharp, “You’ve swept over me with your Divine Sense many times. Do you really think I hadn’t noticed at all?”

“That’s not it.”

Ning Daoran shivered, “You’re at the Foundation Establishment Stage?”

“Smart!”

Qin Buhui’s mouth twitched upward, slowly releasing the formidable mana of the Foundation Establishment Stage and chuckled, “Lin Chi should be dead by now. I thought I wouldn’t have a chance to exert the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet here you are, oh…”

He suddenly narrowed his eyes, “Lin Chi wouldn’t have been killed by you, would he?”

“What business is it of yours?”

Ning Daoran knew this person was trouble and frowned, “The Cangnan Secret Realm only allows Qi Refinement disciples to enter. How did you deceive the Profound Yang Mirror?”

“The same response, what business is it of yours?”

Qin Buhui slowly raised his hand, several Spirit Artifacts flying up and laughing, “No matter who you are or what kind of background you have, even if you’re harboring the biggest opportunity, today you must die here.”

“Fine.”

Ning Daoran smiled slightly, “Then today, only one of us can leave alive.”

…

Before his words fell, Ning Daoran’s figure vanished in an instant. The Azure Dragon Spear swung up, a silver light of a secret skill burst forth, carrying the force of tens of thousands of pounds, aiming straight for the opponent’s face!

Under the impact of the tremendous force, Qin Buhui’s facial skin distorted wildly, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably!

Such speed, such power!

“Bang!”

After the spear stroke, Qin Buhui retreated rapidly, a damaged talisman appeared in front of his face—a Second-stage Lower Grade Rock Shield Talisman.

“Very good!”

Qin Buhui’s mouth curved up, his originally handsome face gradually twisted. He raised his palm and a small golden sword flew through the air, heading straight for Ning Daoran’s face.

Cloudless Arrow!

Ning Daoran shot an arrow from a distance, and with a loud noise in the air, the tip of the Cloudless Arrow shattered.

The opponent’s small sword was a Second-Order Middle-Grade Spirit Artifact, naturally able to easily crush the Cloudless Arrow, a First-tier top-grade magical tool.

“Bang!”

Amidst the sound of rushing wind, Ning Daoran attempted to close in a second time.

But Qin Buhui, having learned from his experience, activated a Second-Order Divine Speed Talisman. Two additional Spirit Artifacts shot through the air, and even though their speed couldn’t match the Wind Riding Leisurely Technique and they could not increase the distance, it was enough to dodge that lethal spear thrust.

“Sizzle—”

As Qin Buhui retreated, a strand of scarlet thread appeared.

“Huh?”

Qin Buhui’s neck stung sharply, his body flipped suddenly, a sword swung out, and the fiery red mana of the Burning Sea Divine Technique burst forth, directly repelling the broken porcelain.

In terms of Magic Artifacts, completely suppressed!

Again!

Ning Daoran exercised his movement technique, lashing out with the third spear, fourth spear, fifth spear—one after another—while also having to distract his mind to defend against the opponent’s Magic Artifact assaults.

Moments later, fresh blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and even with the protection of the Returning to the True Body Tempering Technique, the powerful vibrations of the opponent’s Spirit Artifacts caused him internal injuries.

“Impressive…”

Qin Buhui’s gaze was icy, “To withstand my attack with just the Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivation, you’re probably unique in the world.

However, if we continue this consumption, your mana will soon be exhausted, and then you’ll equally face a dead end.”

Ning Daoran didn’t speak, instead just continued to brandish the Azure Dragon Spear.

…

“I’ll give you a chance.”

Qin Buhui’s gaze turned cold, his face confident of victory, sneering, “Become my Young Master’s servant, and I will help you establish your foundation, and I will help you to ascend to the throne of an Inner Sect Elder of the Sea Burning Sect in the future, how about that?”