Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 84: Chapter 82: Second-rank Wind Wolf (Eighth Update! Request for First Subscription! Request for Monthly Ticket!)

Two spiritual artifacts had relentlessly attacked him over twenty times, and the mana manifestation of the Silver Scale Armor on Ning Daoran’s body gradually began to collapse, revealing countless cracks on the inner armor he wore next to his skin.

“Keng~~”

After a fierce strike by the green short blade, the inner armor instantly shattered into countless pieces.

“Terrible…”

Ning Daoran’s eyes showed panic; he turned his body and swiftly utilized the Wind Riding Leisurely Technique, slightly increasing his speed yet still unable to evade his pursuer’s chase.

“You, being in the early-stage Foundation Establishment, were able to withstand so many of my attacks, which was no easy feat, unfortunately…”

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Wang Family’s Ancestor looked with a hint of regret and said, “After this battle, you and I are mortal enemies, otherwise I really would have liked to have you join the Wang Family as an esteemed Guest Elder!”

Ning Daoran did not respond. He twisted his palm, and suddenly, the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll appeared, transforming into streams of jade-green strips swirling around him, forming another defensive mechanism.

“Another magic artifact?”

Wang Family’s Ancestor sneered, “A Foundation Establishment Elder of the Chaotic Sect, yet you don’t even possess a decent spiritual artifact; how could you possibly be my match?”

As he spoke, Wang Family’s Ancestor once again brought out two spiritual artifacts, their mana brilliance continually smashing against the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll.

In a moment, the spiritual artifact given to him by his junior sister also gradually started to lose its glow, and countless cracks began emerging.

“Peng!”

The moment the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll shattered, Wang Family’s Ancestor seemed to lose his patience. His fingertip flicked, and the green short blade emitted a bursting noise, turning into a green streak that pierced into Ning Daoran’s back.

Blood splattered everywhere; this time, death was certain.

“Just an early-stage Foundation Establishment… and he made me exert so much effort…”

Wang Family’s Ancestor swiftly moved forward and reached for the Storage Bag at Ning Daoran’s waist.

Although he looked down on this youngster’s treasures, after all, it was still a Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s Storage Bag, and certainly, it would not be meager.

However, just as Wang Family’s Ancestor reached out, Ning Daoran’s body, having been pierced through, began trembling and started to transform into the appearance of thin paper.

‘Not good…’

In an instant, Wang Family’s Ancestor’s Divine Soul shook violently, a chill running up his spine!

He had been tricked again, and this time from such a close distance!

“Shua——”

A streak of white light from a vine ball tied around the waist of the paper substitute swept out, transforming into Ning Daoran’s figure, his hand wielding the Azure Dragon Spear with a secret technique’s brilliance, turning into a streak of azure light that plunged into Wang Family Ancestor’s heart from the back!

“Pu!”

Blood splashed as the spear, Silver Dragon Emerges from the Sea, directly crushed the Wang Family Ancestor’s heart!

“How could this be…”

Wang Family’s Ancestor’s face turned deathly pale; he never guessed that this youngster’s real body was hidden inside a Pocket World Treasure at the waist of a paper substitute.

This youngster clearly possessed a Cave Heaven level treasure, so why did he use only first-tier magical artifacts in fight techniques?

Instantly, a green and purple spirit talisman appeared from Wang Family’s Ancestor’s sleeve. It was a third-tier Wood Spirit Talisman, which upon activation, momentarily stabilized his life force and spiritual energy, despite having lost his heart.

“I will have you buried without a resting place!”

Wang Family’s Ancestor once again brought out a spiritual artifact.

But at that moment, Ning Daoran held a fiery-red fan in his hand, which was pulsating with the mana fluctuations of a second-tier top-grade spiritual artifact!

“Terrible…”

A chill ran through Wang Family’s Ancestor’s heart.

In an instant, Ning Daoran ran the True Yang Furnace Technique to perfection, pumping deep wood attribute magic power from the eleventh layer of the Evergreen Technique into the True Feather Fan, which filled with a pure and immense True Yang Power!

With a single wave of the True Feather Fan, spiritual birds could faintly be heard screeching in the void, followed immediately by a vast inferno descending from the sky, engulfing Wang Family’s Ancestor’s body.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Family’s Ancestor’s body was burnt to ashes.

Several Storage Bags gently floated down.

Ning Daoran collected each of them into his Storage Bag, but still didn’t dare to be careless. He instantly released a top Paper Substitute that took on his appearance, handing the Qiushui Sword to the paper figure for use.

The reason he had shown weakness repeatedly, even risking the loss of the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll and the top-grade magical tool Silver Scale Armor, was to seek an opportunity for a fatal strike!

Wang Family’s Ancestor was no ordinary cultivator; his combat experience was far beyond Ning Daoran’s.

If he really allowed him to bring out various defensive and offensive magical tools for a standoff, even if Ning Daoran could manage a kill, it would still deplete his strength greatly, possibly leaving him unable to handle the Second-order Late-stage Wind Wolf that was to follow.

Amidst the sound of the wind, a mournful cry came from a distance.

The figure of the Wind Wolf shot through the air, eyeing the pile of ashes in the sky, already aware of its master’s demise.

“Howl—”

The Wind Wolf bristled its fur, its eyes glaring fixedly at Ning Daoran.

“Humph…”

Ning Daoran frowned slightly, lightly patting his Storage Bag, summoning the remaining two top Paperfolk and, additionally, more than twenty Spiritless Paperfolk at the same time!

In an instant, he faced off the Second-order Late-stage Wind Wolf “one-on-one” with more than twenty copies of himself.

He slowly landed, lightly tapped his Storage Bag, and six ice-blue Array Flags along with an Array Plate flew out, swiftly setting up a Second-Order Lower Grade Sea Ice Array around him.

“Rise!”

After the six spells were cast, streams of deep blue glacier-like array power rose from all around, instantly trapping the Wind Wolf within.

When facing a solo fight, stability is key!

“Ow ow ow~~~”

Inside the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, Big Stupid Deer’s tail wildly wagged, indicating its desire to join the battle.

“Impossible.”

Ning Daoran directly rejected it, “Wait until your Foundation Establishment.”@@novelbin@@

Big Stupid Deer howled in protest, but to no avail.

“Attack!”

Following Ning Daoran’s command, the paperfolk attacked the Wind Wolf from all directions!

“Roar~~~”

The Wind Wolf roared, transforming into a blur as it dashed left and right, shredding two ordinary paperfolk in the blink of an eye.

Ning Daoran’s gaze remained indifferent as he lifted his hand to manipulate the array, causing the Sea Ice Array to shoot out ice cones that landed on the Wind Wolf’s tough fur, coating it with layers of frost.

Moreover, with the surge of ice-attributed array power, frost continually formed on the limbs of the Wind Wolf. This hindered its speed, which it was so proud of, and within moments, it was surrounded by the group of paperfolk.

With a wave of his True Feather Fan, Ning Daoran shot out a fierce flame, scorching the Wind Wolf’s forehead until its flesh burst open!

‘Don’t damage the fur.’

Ning Daoran silently ordered the group of paper cultivators with his mind.

Soon, the Wind Wolf within the array could only howl sadly. It was covered in blood, and the ferocity in its blood-red eyes was gradually replaced by awe.

‘Don’t… don’t kill me…’

Suddenly, a voice echoed in Ning Daoran’s mind, coming from the Wind Wolf.

Although this Wind Wolf, a Late-stage Foundation Establishment creature, hadn’t cultivated to the Third-tier Demon Beast’s level of “transformation,” it could communicate with cultivators telepathically.

‘If I don’t kill you, what benefit is there for me?’ Ning Daoran responded with his thoughts.

‘I… I am the Clan Guardian Beast of the Yingchuan Wang Family… If you spare me, I’m willing to contribute thirty thousand spirit stones to you upon my return to the clan.

Moreover, among the Yingchuan Wang Clan’s spirit-rooted females, you may choose anyone to be your slave or maid. They will harbor no grievances and only hope for your mercy…’

The Wind Wolf’s voice was almost pleading, ‘This was the last wish of our master. I… I don’t want to watch the Wang Family decline and become a third-class clan…’

Ning Daoran furrowed his brow.

The request was reasonable.

The Yingchuan Wang Family had already lost their Late-stage Foundation Establishment Ancestor, and if they were to lose this Guardian Beast, their strength would plummet. The nearby Cultivation Families would pounce like a pack of wolves, vying for the Second-order Spirit Vein.

Apparently, the Wang Family’s Ancestor hadn’t dissipated his soul yet and had conveyed these words to the Wind Wolf before his death, asking it to continue protecting the clan in his stead.

This was an old man’s final care for his family.

‘So, because you asked, do I have to agree?’

The next second, a figure suddenly appeared above the Wind Wolf’s head, the tip of the Azure Dragon Spear wrapped in a sliver of Silver Dragon’s afterimage, striking down with the force of ten thousand kilograms!

“Crack…”

The head of the Wind Wolf shattered, killed instantly!

What a joke, if I can deal with the trouble right here and now, why would I leave problems for my future self?

In terms of interests, Ning Daoran’s mind was clear as a mirror!

He quickly stored the Wind Wolf’s physical body in his Storage Bag, then performed a Soul Search on the Wang Family Ancestor’s ashes to ensure all potential risks were eliminated on the spot.

The results were very satisfying. The Wang Family Ancestor, relying on his profound cultivation, hadn’t mentioned his expedition to explore the Qingyun Secret Realm with anyone in his clan. Of course, the main reason was that he had brought Wang Qian with him and feared the dissatisfaction of his nephews and other high-ranking clan members.

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Not long after, Ning Daoran returned to the previous battlefield.

“Fellow Daoist Chen, Fellow Daoist Xin, rest in peace.”

Two Samadhi True Fires were launched, completely incinerating the bodies of Chen Wu and Xin Lei.

Then, Ning Daoran went up to the high platform and quickly dispelled the toxins refined on the golden silk rope.

Actually, even if he didn’t dispel them, it wouldn’t matter. His Evergreen Technique had already reached the eleventh layer, and his vitality was incredibly strong like an ancient tree, practically immune to all toxins.

He deployed the two golden silk ropes, tying them to both ends of the treasure box. Together with a paper cultivator, they exerted force, and their mana surged. Within less than ten breaths, an ancient iron box was pulled up from the abyss’s depths.

Actually, even without the help of the paper cultivator, with Ning Daoran’s current cultivation and body refinement status, his single arm possessed the strength of ten thousand kilograms.

“Sizzle~~~”

The iron box shimmered with a faint prohibition glow.

At this moment, with only one person in the secret realm, Ning Daoran ordered the paperfolk to guard it while he concentrated on breaking the prohibition.

Soon after, the prohibition was unlocked.

Ning Daoran was slightly excited as he gently opened the treasure box with a wisp of mana.

What caught his eye were several seeds emitting a strange medicinal fragrance. Also, there was a half-meter long pitch-black bamboo root.