Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 323 - 321 Nascent Soul Evil Spirit

Chapter 323: Chapter 321 Nascent Soul Evil Spirit

Chapter 323 -321 Nascent Soul Evil Spirit

Nightfall descended as the Fiery Sun Flying Boat sailed slowly above the forest.

Feng Yinghai cared for his daughter within the cabin, Xu Baisheng operated the flying boat, and Ning Daoran, Meng Yuliang, and Fu Yan stood at the bow, wordless, simply gazing at the stars that filled the sky.

“Buzz~~~”

Suddenly, Ning Daoran’s Divine Soul sensed a probing aura once again, identical to the one he had felt at Divine Doctor Xue’s Villa.

He frowned slightly.

Meng Yuliang, Fu Yan, and Xu Baisheng were all completely unaware, and even Feng Yinghai in the cabin had no reaction.

Ning Daoran frowned again; was this merely his own illusion, or had his Divine Soul actually become so strong after cultivating the Soul Suppressing Book that his perception was even more acute than that of a Nascent Soul Early Stage?

Perhaps it was truly just an illusion.

However, within less than ten breaths’ time, the jungle beneath the flying boat suddenly came to life, and as Ning Daoran looked down, those vines and branches seemed to twist and turned into tendrils stretching towards the flying boat.

It didn’t seem like an illusion; it was too real!

“Swish!”

A dark tendril shot out from east to west, striking the deck fiercely and then coiling around several times, binding the Fiery Sun Flying Boat tightly in the middle.

Then, a tremendous evil presence surged up like a tide!

This was definitely no illusion; it was for real!

“Not good!”

Meng Yuliang exclaimed in shock, hastily summoning a top-grade spirit artifact level flying sword to attack the vines, as the fierce flames around him soared and the mana of the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique transformed into a fiery palm that slammed horizontally!

“Boom~~~”

In the middle of the booming noise, a bunch of dark vines caught fire, soaring sky-high, even the shrill screams of a woman could be heard.

“Master, we’ve encountered an evil spirit!”

Xu Baisheng leapt into the air, summoning a magical treasure and burning away with fierce flames.

“Don’t panic!”

Feng Yinghai finally emerged from the cabin, his complexion ashen as if he recognized the evil spirit they were dealing with, and he bellowed angrily, “Fiend, I showed mercy and didn’t exterminate you back then, and now you have set your sights on me!”

“Feng Yinghai, leave your life behind!”

From the depths of the earth, a hoarse voice sounded.

“How daring!”

Feng Yinghai abruptly turned around and cleaved with a fierce palm, instantly turning a large swath of vines crawling on the deck into ashes, then pointed downward, and immediately a red furnace appeared beneath the hull, the lid opened, and countless flames expelled, burning the demonically twisted evil beings on the ground.

“This evil spirit is strong; take care of yourselves!”

Feng Yinghai’s gaze turned icy as he continued to strike out with several palms, illuminating the entire night sky.

…

Ning Daoran looked indifferent. Aside from Feng Yinghai, he sensed clearly that this evil presence was more than just strong; it was a Nascent Soul Early Stage level evil spirit, similar to the mystical creatures like the Demon Tree!

For Feng Yinghai to cut down this evil spirit, he would likely need to exert considerable effort.

Moreover, not only was there that Nascent Soul Early Stage evil spirit in this region, but there were also several Golden Core and Foundation Establishment evil spirits causing chaos; the Fiery Sun Flying Boat was like a nest shaken by evil spirits!

In the blink of an eye, several squid-like tendril evil spirits surged onto the deck, continuously breaking apart and turning into pools of black flesh on the ground, from which countless tiny tendrils writhed, rising in an instant and transforming into groups of humanoid spirits covered in rotting leaves, moaning as they attacked in droves.

At this moment, nine suns above Feng Yinghai’s head fought fiercely with the Nascent Soul evil spirit beneath the flying boat, unable to care for the matters aboard the vessel.

“Be careful, protect the young junior sister, and don’t let the evil spirit break into the cabin!”

Xu Baisheng operated the magical treasure, smashing each humanoid spirit into pieces.

Ning Daoran also summoned a top-grade spiritual artifact longsword, driving the Jianjia Sword Technique to deliver powerful strikes, at least not inferior to the likes of Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan, who were at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

However, endless supple tendrils attacked from all around, quickly enveloping the entire flying boat. Luckily, an array had been established within the body of the ship, forcibly holding open a small space, but the suffocating sensation still filled everyone with dread.

“There are too many evil spirits this time!”

Feng Yinghai’s voice came through: “Immediately rescue Jingshan; we must abandon the Fiery Sun Flying Boat and flee this place!”

Indeed, as Ning Daoran had predicted.

While Feng Yinghai on his own truly had nothing to fear from that Nascent Soul Early Stage evil spirit, this time the opponent had come prepared, leading the entire evil spirit tribe in a hunt to kill Feng Yinghai. A protracted battle would only lead to exhaustion and eventual collapse!

“Young junior sister!”

Xu Baisheng immediately rushed into the cabin and brought out Feng Jingshan.

“Aid me in clearing the path, junior brothers!”

Following Xu Baisheng’s shouting command, Ning Daoran, Meng Yuliang, and Fu Yan each summoned their treasures, severing the tendrils one by one, and just as Xu Baisheng charged out to the deck, suddenly eight thick tendrils from all directions entwined the Fiery Sun Flying Boat and then forcibly dragged this huge object down, plunging it into darkness.

Ning Daoran glanced over and saw in the darkness a gaping mouth full of fine ring-shaped teeth belonging to the octopus-shaped evil spirit, which almost instantly chewed the Fiery Sun Flying Boat to fragments; the array shattered, causing continuous explosions.

“Hand Jingshan over to me!”

Feng Yinghai rose into the sky, holding Feng Jingshan in his arms, and at this moment, suddenly numerous fine tendrils emerged from the ground, wrapping around the legs of Ning Daoran, Xu Baisheng, and the other four with “snap snap snap” sounds.

“Not good…”

Meng Yuliang’s expression turned tragic: “Master, save me!”

They struggled with all their might, but the evil spirit’s aura within those tendrils was too strong, and they could not break free at that moment.

Ning Daoran’s expression was frosty. If he wanted to break free at this moment, he would have to expose his true strength. Once his strength was revealed, Feng Yinghai would inevitably see through his identity as Independent Practitioner Jianjia.

However, given the choice between being devoured by a Nascent Soul Evil Spirit and revealing his strength, he chose the latter!

Just as he was about to activate the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture and smash the evil spirit’s tentacle with a punch, Feng Yinghai darted forward, and a Nascent Soul projection appeared above his head, actually sacrificing his Nascent Soul!

“Whoo—”

The Nascent Soul projection blew out two streams of scorching Flame, transforming into sharp blades in the air and instantly severing two tentacles, precisely those entangling Ning Daoran and Xu Baisheng.

“Run!”

Feng Yinghai’s voice echoed in their ears.

Without thinking, Ning Daoran turned into tunneling light and soared into the sky, while Xu Baisheng hesitated for a moment. Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan were being dragged down by the evil spirit, about to be fed into its mouth and turned into blood nutrient.

“Master!”

Meng Yuliang’s voice trembled, never expecting Feng Yinghai to save Ning Daoran first instead of himself.

“Second Senior Brother!”

Fu Yan, despite hacking at the tentacles with his Magic Sword, was unable to shake the Nascent Soul Evil Spirit’s tentacle and let out a wry smile: “It seems we brothers are going to meet our fate in the Netherworld together!”

“Master!”

A look of unwillingness filled Meng Yuliang’s eyes, and then he seemed to give up, saying with a wistful smile: “So in Master’s eyes, the two of us are not as important as a Guardian Disciple… Is it just because Ning Cheng has learned the Evergreen Returning to Origin Technique more deeply than you and I? Junior Brother Fu, it turns out we can always be abandoned…”

Fu Yan’s eyes were filled with bitter resignation as he took out a Second Order High Grade Blast Flame Talisman, wanting to die swiftly even if he were to be consumed by the evil spirit.

But at that moment, the aura of a Nascent Soul surged once more in the distance. After sending three of them away, Feng Yinghai unexpectedly returned. With both arms folded around his chest and a Nascent Soul projection appearing above his head, he blew out two streams of scorching Flame once again, slicing through two tentacles. Following that, with a spreading of his fingers and a massive suction force, he pulled Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan back towards him.

“Master!”

Fu Yan cried tears of joy, having thought he was certainly dead just a moment before.

“Master…”

Meng Yuliang wore a complex look, having already been disappointed; there was no need for further expectations.

“Enough, let’s return to the Taoist Palace!”

“Yes!”

The three flew forward and soon met up with Ning Daoran, Xu Baisheng, and Feng Jingshan, returning together to the Fierce Sun Dao Palace.

“Master, the evil spirit…” Xu Baisheng began but trailed off.

“Hmmph, just a monstrous creature lurking in the ancient battlefield…” Feng Yinghai said in a deep voice: “A thousand years ago, this place was a battlefield where tens of thousands of Human Clan Armored Soldiers fell in battle. This evil spirit grew from the countless corpses and blood-soaked bones; it has now cultivated into a Nascent Soul, which I did not anticipate. Had I known this when my Senior Brother and I encountered it here years ago, we should have burned it to ashes!”

“Father…”

Feng Jingshan bit her pale lips: “That was so dangerous just now, it’s all my fault, if it weren’t for me…”

“Enough,” Feng Yinghai said, “Hmmph, the longer this evil spirit lurks, the more profound its cultivation will become. Jingshan, once your Fire Poison is cured, your father will invite a few other Nascent Souls to come here together, to uproot this evil spirit and eradicate it completely!”

“Okay…”

Feng Jingshan nodded lightly, then her beautiful eyes turned to Ning Daoran: “Junior Brother Ning, are you alright?”

“No… nothing…”

Ning Daoran said: “It’s just my first time seeing such a ferocious evil spirit, I was scared… Thanks to Senior Brother Xu’s proper command, otherwise I might have been killed by the evil spirit just now.”

“Junior Brother Ning needn’t be polite.”

Xu Baisheng said: “Since we’re in the same boat, we must pull together in times of trouble, but it’s a pity about the Fiery Sun Flying Boat…”

“There’s nothing to pity.”

Feng Yinghai said: “Just refine another one. Don’t have any regrets or dwell on this incident, lest it disturbs your cultivation mindset.”

“Yes, Master!”

…

Late at night, everyone returned to Heavenly Mechanism Peak.

Feng Yinghai took care of Feng Jingshan’s injuries, while as soon as Xu Baisheng and Ning Daoran returned, they locked themselves in their rooms to resume their cultivation.

Only Meng Yuliang, holding a jar of Spiritual Wine, went to find Fu Yan.

“Junior Brother, you’ve seen everything clearly today, so you must understand,”

Meng Yuliang frowned and said, “Master has never regarded us highly. We’re nothing more than expendable pawns to him. Now, Master values Senior Brother and Ning Cheng even more. There must be something to do with this Evergreen Returning to Origin Technique. If you know any hidden secrets behind it, it’s time to tell your Second Senior Brother.”

“Second Senior Brother, I truly don’t know.”

Fu Yan smiled bitterly: “Today’s matter cannot really be blamed on Master. Saving lives is a matter of sequence, and Master’s strength alone is ultimately limited…”

“You’re just too kind-hearted!”

Meng Yuliang glared at him fiercely: “If we cannot be of one mind, then there might no longer be a place for us on Heavenly Mechanism Peak in the future. Do you understand that?”

Out of resignation, Fu Yan didn’t want to understand and was too tired to care.

Meanwhile, a gray little insect lay motionless on the windowsill.

“Hmmph!”

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Inside the main house, Feng Yinghai let out a cold laugh, a hint of murderous intent already surging in his eyes.