Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 92: Chapter 90: Green Ghost Flag

Ning Daoran withdrew his Divine Sense from the green cloth and already had an idea in his mind.

This tattered cloth contained more than seventy percent of the Green-clothed Lady’s cultivation and Divine Soul; if there were no surprises, it should be something like her life-bound item.

While the Green-clothed Lady’s cultivation was not considered very powerful—her Golden Core Early Stage also quite resembled a “paper-mâché” Golden Core—she was indeed quite exceptional in the way of the Yin soul.

Ning Daoran planned to refine a Yin Cold Flag Pole and then re-refine the green cloth, subsequently combining the two to create a Green Ghost Flag.

With the foundation of the Green-clothed Lady, the grade of this Green Ghost Flag would not be low; at the very least, it would start from a Second Order High Grade Spiritual Artifact and above.

Ning Daoran glanced at the green shreds of cloth and couldn’t help but slightly smile; considering it serendipity, he would keep this Green-clothed Evil Ghost by his side in the form of a treasure from then on!

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“Woo…”

Inside the tattered cloth, a woman dressed in a thin veil sparkled with tears, seemingly unaware of what she was about to face.

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The next day, at Yellow Dragon Square.

Ning Daoran entered the Wen Family’s Refining Workshop with Big Stupid Deer.

“Miss, Senior Ning is here!” the manager of the refining workshop shouted loudly.

On the stairs, a graceful figure appeared.

“Senior Ning.”

Wen Ru greeted him with a shallow dimpled smile, “Senior Ning, have you come to our shop to refine something this time?”

“Indeed.”

“In that case, please join me in the parlor to talk.”

After walking through a corridor filled with green plants, Wen Ru led Ning Daoran into the parlor and then raised her hand to activate a prohibition, isolating the area from the outside world.

“What does Senior wish to refine?”

“A specially refined flagpole.”

“I wish to refine a Ghost Banner myself,” Ning Daoran said, “but I still need a flagpole that can withstand and guide Yin Qi. I’d like to seek Fellow Daoist Wen’s assistance in planning how to refine it.”

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Wen Ru was slightly startled and said, “Among treasures like Ghost Banners, the flagpole is secondary; the flag is what’s truly important. Has Senior already prepared the flag?”

“Yes, I have made all the necessary preparations.”

Ning Daoran nodded, “Now the only thing missing is the flagpole, but the requirements for the flagpole are extremely high. It must be at least a Second-tier top-grade flagpole. Does Fellow Daoist Wen have the confidence to refine one?”

“Allow me to ponder for a moment…”

Wen Ru’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, and after a short contemplation, she said, “The refining of this flagpole requires a large number of precious materials. Moreover, it must withstand the Yin Qi of the Ghost Banner, so it is necessary to include Second-tier Yin Iron in the refining process. The price of these materials is bound to be high.”

“The price is of no concern.”

Ning Daoran smiled slightly, “Fellow Daoist, please go ahead and collect the materials needed. I will wait for your news in the Chaotic Sect.”

“Very well.”

Wen Ru stood up and bowed gracefully, “Then please return and wait for a bit, Senior. I will inform Senior once I have gathered the materials.”

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Several days later.

At Qiongbi Peak, inside the Small Cloud Mist Array, a Sound Transmission Talisman was crashing around noisily.

Ning Daoran caught it in his palm; it contained a voice message from Wen Ru: “Senior Ning, I have prepared the materials list and the sources. Adding in my refining expenditure, the total cost amounts to 3,600 Spirit Stones.

I am seventy percent confident in refining the flagpole into a Second-tier top-grade. If Senior is willing to try, I am ready to proceed.”

Ning Daoran immediately descended the mountain with Big Stupid Deer.

Inside the Wen Family’s Refining Workshop.

After carefully looking over the materials list, Ning Daoran took out more than 3,000 Spirit Stones. Afterwards, he and Wen Ru went to Qingfu Square to procure the necessary materials from there.

“Fellow Daoist Ning… Fellow Daoist Wen?”

A pure and alluring woman emerged within the square—it was Chen Ping’er. She was quite surprised, “What wind brings both Fellow Daoists here together today?”

Wen Ru smiled lightly, “I am refining an artifact for Senior Ning, and we are here to purchase materials. You have already seen the list. Here are the Spirit Stones we have prepared.”

“So that’s how it is…”

Chen Ping’er smiled joyfully, picked up the list, and began to prepare the items.

Ning Daoran and Wen Ru huddled together, discussing the details of refining the flagpole.

Chen Ping’er prepared the items while glancing at the two from time to time, feeling an inexplicable complexity in her heart.

For some reason, she actually thought that Ning Daoran and Wen Ru looked quite matched together.

One was a young Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the other a talented cultivation prodigy, both having plenty to talk about in the fields of the Array Path and Artifact Path.

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In the evening, at the Wen Family’s Refining Workshop.

Wen Ru ignited the Earth Fire and began to refine the pricey flagpole.

This flagpole was only a semi-finished product, not a complete spiritual artifact. Even after it was refined, it couldn’t be used directly, yet it cost nearly 4,000 Spirit Stones!

Considering that the price of a Second-tier top-grade spiritual tool was only about 5,000 Spirit Stones, this made Wen Ru even more cautious. She knew that the completely refined treasure Ning Daoran wished to create must be extraordinary!

A stream of Earth Fire erupted, turning a chunk of Golden Essence within the treasure tripod fiery red, before melting it.

Wen Ru proceeded methodically, adding Silver Essence, Copper Essence, and matured Metal in their respective proportions. Only after these metals had fully melted and fused together did she refine a small piece of Yin Iron the size of a fingertip.

Yin Iron was a Second-tier Spirit Iron and rather expensive; just this tiny piece was worth 2,000 Spirit Stones.

Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer watched from a few meters away with eyes wide open. They were awed by Wen Ru’s dexterous skills and gained a deeper understanding of the Path of Artifact Refining.

Half a day later.

Wen Ru began to shape the mold for the flagpole, and the glowing red flagpole enveloped with Yin Qi had already taken rough shape.

Then, she meticulously refined it bit by bit until every detail of the entire flagpole was perfected. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, her task accomplished!

“Senior Ning!”

Wen Ru turned around, holding the flagpole in both hands, smiling, “I have fulfilled my duty, the grade of this flagpole is a top-grade spiritual tool.”

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist!”

Ning Daoran was ecstatic as he took the flagpole and bowed with hands clasped, “Thank you!”

Blushing slightly, Wen Ru said, “Senior, there’s no need to be so polite; Wen Ru has also received Spirit Stones.”

Ning Daoran still expressed his gratitude repeatedly and then left with Big Stupid Deer, heading back to Chaotic Sect.

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Late at night.

The underground chamber.

Ning Daoran turned on all the arrays and prohibitions, and immediately began to consecrate the Green Ghost Flag in the chamber.

“Swish!”

After pulling out the ragged piece of cloth, he refined it with Samadhi True Fire, purifying all impurities hidden within the cloth.

Finally, the ragged green piece was refined into a long triangular shape, and Ning Daoran quickly tied the shorter side onto the Second Order Top-Grade flagpole.

He exhaled another breath of Samadhi True Fire to meld the cloth strip to the flagpole, forging them into a single entity.

“Buzz~~~”

A wave of green ripples diffused over the flagpole and flag, signaling the completion of this treasure!

The Green Ghost Flag, a Second-tier top-grade spiritual artifact!

Ning Daoran took a deep breath, without a hint of disappointment; he hadn’t intended to refine the Green Ghost Flag into a Third-tier Magical Treasure in the end.

Firstly, Wen Ru’s refining skills were limited to spiritual artifacts; she couldn’t create a Magical Treasure.

Secondly, the Green-clothed Evil Ghost in the cloth strip, although at the Golden Core Early Stage, had already lost thirty percent of its Yin Qi.

During the refining process, another twenty percent was lost, leaving only half of the Spiritual Energy, and a top-grade spiritual artifact was already the limit for the final product.

“Sigh…”

Ning Daoran took a deep breath, somewhat excited, now that the Green Ghost Flag was refined and became one of his trump cards, he infused a strand of mana and gently waved it!

The sound of ghosts wailing and gods howling erupted!

Streams of green Yin Wind churned in the chamber, and soon after, a stunningly beautiful Green-clothed Lady ghost appeared within the wind. She wore a sheer green skirt, her curves hinted at beneath the fabric — her beauty was otherworldly, yet the surrounding Yin soul aura was chilling to the bone.

“Master…”

This former “Green-clothed Lady” actually bowed gently to Ning Daoran amidst the cold wind, saying, “From now on, this servant is willing to toil before the horse and carriage, for the master to command.”

“Hmph…”

Ning Daoran scoffed, you don’t wish to be commanded by me, but now that you’ve been refined into a spiritual artifact, do you think you have a choice?

“From now on, you will be called Little Qing.”

Ning Daoran said, “You will cultivate quietly in the Green Ghost Flag, forget about desiring the flesh and blood of living beings in the outside world. Even if you crave it, you need my permission; otherwise, I would rather destroy the spiritual artifact than let you scatter to oblivion with just a thought!”

“Yes!”

The Green-clothed Lady bowed again and then dissolved into a wisp of ghostly qi which seeped into the Green Ghost Flag.

Ning Daoran stowed the Green Ghost Flag in his Storage Bag; it was not something to be carelessly displayed, as it could bring trouble to him.

After all, the Green-clothed Evil Ghost was a powerful Evil Spirit that dominated a region. If people found out that it was killed by him, it was utterly unnecessary to attract such attention.

Moreover, Qingzhou was filled with countless Evil Spirits, and the Green-clothed Evil Ghost was just one of them. These spirits also had connections amongst themselves, and it was possible that an even more formidable Evil Spirit might seek revenge for the Green-clothed Evil Ghost.

Thus, the use of the Green Ghost Flag had to be prudent. If it were to be used in a Fight Technique, it was vital to ensure that the opponent could not live to tell the tale.

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On Qiongbi Peak.

Ning Daoran, along with Big Stupid Deer, Little Blackie, Chen Weimo, and Little Qing, began living a blissful life.

Outside the Small Cloud Mist Array, fourteen mu of Spirit field were filled with Purple Jade Spirit Rice. The rice ears swayed in the breeze, emitting the refreshing fragrance of the flowers, making Qiongbi Peak a scenic wonder of the Outer Mountain.

Managing the Outer Mountain’s Spirit field to such an extent was a unique case within Chaotic Sect.

Thankfully, now Ning Daoran was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Although his fame within the Sect had soared because of the Third-tier Spirit Rice, his status at Foundation Establishment was still imposing enough.

During festivals, Ning Daoran would take Big Stupid Deer and Chen Weimo around to visit, gifting ten jin of Purple Jade Spirit Rice to this Elder, another ten jin to that one. Aside from Xu Ning, all Foundation Establishment members of Chaotic Sect had benefited from Ning Daoran’s generosity.

As for the Senior Sister, there was even less need to mention. Each year when the harvest came, Ning Daoran would send two hundred jin of Purple Jade Spirit Rice directly to the Senior Sister’s Cave Mansion. Once they were well acquainted, he even had the freedom to come and go from the Senior Sister’s Cave Mansion.

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Thus, two years flew by quickly.

This year, Ning Daoran was 46 years old, still in the Early-stage Foundation Establishment.

Evening.

A Sound Transmission Talisman flew into the Small Cloud Mist Array, then buzzed around aimlessly like a headless fly.

“Who is it this time?”

Ning Daoran raised his hand to draw the Sound Transmission Talisman into his grasp, seeing the message imprinted inside from Junior Sister Han Bing: “Senior Brother, I am about to attempt Foundation Establishment; the application for my Cave Mansion is complete.”

“…”

Ning Daoran frowned slightly but didn’t make a big deal out of it, simply sending back a brief reply: “I wish Junior Sister a successful Foundation Establishment at one go!”