Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 196 - 194 Bo Nan

Chapter 196: Chapter 194 Bo Nan

Floating Duckweed Workshop, within a refined private room.

Chen Ping’er wore a simple and elegant white dress, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her complexion not particularly good.

“So,”

Ning Daoran could tell it was nothing resembling good news and asked, “How did the Boundary War turn out?”

“The Boundary War came to an end half a month ago.”

Chen Ping’er pursed her red lips and said, “Our people did not dare to go too deep, but it is said that the cultivators from Sangyu Country have retreated, and the cultivators from our Xia Country have also withdrawn from the battlefield. The casualties on both sides have been extremely severe, with over eighty percent of the cultivators dead in battle.”

“Eighty percent?”

Ning Daoran’s heart felt as if it had been forcefully squeezed: “How… how is that possible? How did the people from Chaotic Sect fare?”

“I don’t know.”

Chen Ping’er said, “It is rumored that the battlefield of the Boundary War has turned into a dead zone, completely inaccessible. That explains why the details of this war have been so vague; afterwards, all the cultivators who entered the battlefield were unable to return.

The Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ten Great Immortal Sects have issued orders to designate the Boundary Battlefield as a forbidden zone, prohibiting anyone from entering.”

She clenched her teeth, “It is said… just said, that the cultivation world of Qingzhou suffered heavy losses. Cultivators from sects like Chaotic Sect, Star Moon Pavilion, Steel Gate Sect, and others sent to the Boundary Battlefield have almost been completely annihilated. It’s feared that people like Jiang Yu, Gongyang Yan, and others have also…”

“Is this information reliable?”

Ning Daoran was in turmoil: “What does this so-called ‘dead zone’ mean?”

“Spiritual Energy cannot linger there, turning it into a forbidden place.”

Chen Ping’er said, “In a few days, the news about the Boundary War should reach Qingzhou. I don’t know if it’s true or false; it’s just what people have been saying on the outside; it’s hard to discern the truth.”

“I understand.”

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Ning Daoran took out a bag containing five hundred spirit stones and placed it on the table, saying, “Fellow Daoist Chen, I need to make some preparations. Afterwards, I plan to make a trip to the Boundary Battlefield. Whether Jiang Yu, Gongyang Yan, Lin Xingyuan, Ning Qing, and the others really died there or not, I want to see it with my own eyes.”

“Fellow Daoist Ning…”

Chen Ping’er stood up, her expression somewhat agitated: “Although I do not know your exact realm at the moment, if even Nascent Soul cultivators have perished in that dead zone, what can you do by going there? It’s merely courting death. I advise against it; if you must go, at least wait a few years.”

“Don’t worry, I will not recklessly enter the dead zone. I just want to verify something on the periphery.”

“If that’s the case…”

Chen Ping’er sighed deeply: “You must be extra careful.”

“Rest assured!”

…

That night.

Ning Daoran left the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven to the White Deer, deciding to personally visit the Boundary region.

In the pitch-black night sky, a golden tunneling light rose and quickly left Fanshu City.

At this moment, Ning Daoran had disguised himself as a young cultivator in green robes, naturally assuming the highly popular identity of the Independent Practitioner Jianjia.

The Five Saints Sect was no more, and the only threat left to Independent Practitioner Jianjia was that Shadow Wolf King. Even if it truly sought him out, Ning Daoran had no fear and was ready to envelop it into his grasp as well.

Two days later.

Ning Daoran, with matchless tunneling speed, crossed the entirety of Kuizhou and entered Yunzhou, northeast of Xia Country.

“Huff~~~”

He slightly reduced his tunneling speed, ingested an elixir pill to restore mana, and his Evergreen Technique continually regenerated mana within. He traveled at the ordinary tunneling speed of a Golden Core Early Stage cultivator.

Amidst the whooshing of wind, his Divine Sense probed ahead and detected a dense mass of mana signatures.

It was actually a flying boat!

This flying boat was a massive object, and the sight of it breaking through the clouds was spectacular.

“Fellow Daoist!”

The flying boat hovered, and a Golden Core Early Stage cultivator, adorning a yellow robe, rose into the air from the deck.

“I am Xu Wanxi, a Guest Elder of Sky Leaf Sect from Yizhou. Fellow Daoist seems to be hurrying eastward; are you perhaps heading to the Boundary Battlefield?”

“Yes.”

Ning Daoran came to a stop immediately and said, “I am Independent Practitioner Jianjia, a Loose Cultivator from Qingzhou. Fellow Daoist Xu, has your sect just returned from the Boundary Battlefield?”

“Yes.”

Xu Wanxi frowned and said, “Fellow Daoist Jianjia, the Boundary Battlefield has become a dead zone, completely devoid of Spiritual Energy. We from the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World have invested so many Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators, but none of them could walk out alive… Please turn back; the place has become a restricted area.”

“Is that so…”

Ning Daoran furrowed his brow and said with a clenched fist, “Thank you for your kind reminder, Fellow Daoist, but I still wish to go there and have a look from the outskirts. I have friends and relatives involved in this battle…”

“If that’s the case.”

Xu Wanxi helplessly said, “Since that’s the case, I won’t dissuade you further. You must still be cautious in your actions, take care not to penetrate too deeply into the battlefield. Should you see the ground or sea water start to turn black, you must immediately leave without approaching.”

“Understood, thank you!”

Ning Daoran bowed with clasped hands and bid farewell to Xu Wanxi.

Aboard the flying boat, a group of Sky Leaf Sect cultivators also cast their gaze over, and upon seeing Ning Daoran’s respectful gesture, they returned the salutation with clasped hands.

Regardless of anything else, at this time, any Golden Core cultivator willing to head east against the odds deserved their respect.

…

In the sky, endless clouds stretched as far as the eye could see.

Along the way, Ning Daoran encountered many cultivators from Qingzhou, Yizhou, and Kuizhou, most of whom had not actually entered the battlefield in the true sense.

According to their accounts, just as Chen Ping’er had mentioned, none of the Human Clan cultivators from the core area of the Boundary Battlefield managed to make it out alive.

Ning Daoran felt an exceptional weight on his heart.

If that were the case, the chances of survival for his Senior Sister, the Great Elder, and others were now exceedingly slim.

Several days later, he reached the eastern frontier of Yunzhou.

An entire mountain range had been knocked flat in multiple places, the land was marred everywhere; it was clear that a war between Cultivation Worlds had unfolded here. The crisscrossing ridges of the mountains even bore traces of being sliced by Sword Qi!

Ning Daoran’s gaze fell upon a fractured mountain expanse stretching at least dozens of miles, feeling an icy chill in his heart.

Whoever could cleave such a sword strike must be at least a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator!

There were few Nascent Souls in the Cultivation World, and even fewer who achieved the Nascent Soul realm as sword cultivators!

However, at that moment, Ning Daoran saw figures moving around.

There were those in the Foundation Establishment Stage and also those in the Qi Refinement Realm.

Judging by their attire, they appeared to be cultivators from Xia Country, each rummaging through the battlefield for their fortune.

Ning Daoran could only wryly smile to himself, thinking how these people rushed into the battlefield to scavenge right after the battle had ended, truly ignorant of the danger. But upon closer inspection, he realized that nearly all of them were Loose Cultivators, and amongst them, there were many who practiced Robbery cultivation.

The Evil Qi in the eyes of the Robbery cultivators was unmistakable.

In a flash, Ning Daoran simultaneously activated the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique, the Sound Absorption Technique, and the Invisibility Technique. The five Golden Cores within him hummed incessantly, and almost instantly, his entire form vanished into the wind.

He looked down upon the battlefield and continued onward.

…

Among the mountains, a petite, frail figure darted through like a small animal.

She was a woman, exuding a chaotic mid-stage Foundation Establishment energy, her clothes torn and blood-stained, clearly lacking in mana, evidently just having survived a fierce battle.

In the woman’s embrace, there was a cracked Treasure mirror.

“Fellow Daoist!”

In the mountains, a powerful voice rang out, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment elder flew out from the woods, handling a treasure sword that darted like lightning, smiling, “Hand over the Treasure mirror, and we can spare your life. Why do this? To throw away your life for a treasure that does not belong to you.”

“Whoosh!”

The flying sword shot towards her rapidly.

The female cultivator quickly twisted her body, a Second-Order Lower Grade Spirit Artifact Brocade Handkerchief soaring up, entangling and binding the flying sword.

But at the same time, another flying sword attacked from the side, piercing through the woman’s shoulder blade, leaving a horrifying wound.

She tumbled over, crashing and then shooting out again.

Another Robbery cultivator appeared, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment young man.

“Fellow Daoist, leave behind the treasure, and you may go. Why be so stubbornly unyielding?”

Her eyes cold, the woman said nothing and kept dodging the attacks of the flying sword. However, more wounds accumulated on her body, her energy growing more chaotic, and it looked as if she would not hold out much longer.

Right then, a barely noticeable wrinkle appeared in the air, followed closely by a streak of golden light.

An elder and a youngster in the Foundation Establishment Stage both let out muffled groans, a seemingly insignificant hole appearing in the middle of their foreheads, falling dead on the spot.

“What happened?”

The woman was shocked, not expecting the powerful enemies pursuing her to die in an instant.

Ning Daoran descended from the sky, unleashing the aura of his Golden Cores.

“Senior… Thank you for saving me!”

The woman quickly stopped, her body swaying, she bowed respectfully to Ning Daoran.

“You participated in the Boundary Battlefield, didn’t you?”

“Indeed.”

The woman nodded, “I am a cultivator from Yuan Yan Sect in Ningzhou, named Zeng Nan. I was injured in the great battle and was retreating from the battlefield when suddenly black tides rose from the ground, swallowing the entire battlefield. Many cultivators didn’t make it out…”

“Black Tide…”

Ning Daoran frowned slightly, “Have you seen people from Chaotic Sect? Do you know of their whereabouts?”

“I do!”

The woman’s eyes brightened, “Senior is from Chaotic Sect?”

“Mhm.”

Ning Daoran nodded.

A hint of intrigue flashed in the woman’s eyes, “If senior is looking for people from Chaotic Sect, I could lead the way. The people from Chaotic Sect did not venture deep into the battlefield and might not have been devoured by the black tides.”

“Then I’ll trouble you to lead the way.”

“No need for courtesy, senior. You saved my life and if I can show you the way, it would be my pleasure.”

The female cultivator expressed her joy, swallowing an Elixir Pill to regain some mana, then once again surged forward with tunneling light, leading Ning Daoran towards a direction in the east.

But in the blink of an eye, a gust of wind rushed forth, followed by a light chop to the back of her head, knocking her unconscious!

…

Something about this woman was fishy.

Though she tried hard to conceal it, Ning Daoran still detected a hint of “foreignness” in her accent; she did not seem to be a cultivator from Xia Country.

Soul Search!

After a round of Soul Searching, Ning Daoran understood everything.

The woman was indeed not a cultivator from Xia Country.

She was from Sangyu Country, her name was not Zeng Nan, but Bo Nan.

From the woman’s memories, Ning Daoran learned that Sangyu Country had launched a counterattack a month ago. This Bo Nan was among the first group from Sangyu Country to invade Xia Country’s territory when the Black Tide suddenly appeared, cutting off her and her comrades’ return path.

Afterward, as her comrades were killed one by one, Bo Nan disguised herself as a Xia Country cultivator. Following the destruction of her Sect’s treasure, while being pursued by Robbery cultivators, she encountered Ning Daoran.

In her memories, the abrupt appearance of the Black Tide had enveloped them in sheer terror.

As for Chaotic Sect…

The woman had never seen them; the reason she was leading Ning Daoran there was that she had set up a Killing Array, hoping to eliminate Ning Daoran, a mere early-stage Golden Core.

Ning Daoran stood up.

As he turned his gaze to the east, his Divine Sense was already faintly detecting a scene of pitch-black desolation, where Spiritual Energy could not circulate, and cultivators could not draw upon the energy from the world, greatly diminishing their combat abilities!

“Eldest Senior Sister, Jiang Yu…”

With a light stamp of his foot, he directly crushed Bo Nan’s head and floated up, releasing dozens of Second-class Paperfolk to explore toward the east.