Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 466 - 464: The Imprisoned Cultivation Family

White Dragon Mountain, a fierce battle was ongoing.

A sacred giant deer appeared at the peak of the mountain, manifesting as Big Stupid Deer. It stomped its hooves, nearly flattening a mid-stage Golden Core Wild Boar Demon into a meat patty. Spirit light continuously erupted around it, slaughtering any demon beast that tried to approach and save its comrade!

Little Bai, dressed in white garments that outshined the snow, slowly pulled out his long sword from the heart of a mid-stage Golden Core Wolf Demon. Behind him, Ten-thousand-year-old Stakes flashed, striking down any demon beasts attempting to aid their companions.

Despite appearing to only involve a sheep and a deer, their strength had completely suppressed the rest of the demon beasts.

In the sky, a figure appeared.

Ning Daoran had returned, holding a deflated White Dragon that had long since died and transformed into a White Dragon River Jiao.

"Your lord has been slain, do you still wish to struggle desperately?"

Ning Daoran casually threw the corpse of the River Jiao down, speaking indifferently, "Lay down your weapons and all treasures instantly, leave White Dragon Mountain without a trace, and you will be spared your lives."

"Thank you, Ascended to Immortality!"

The group of demon beasts, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly threw out their belongings.

Some beasts even stripped off their underpants, then raced down the mountain bare-bottomed, cursing their luck for not having more legs.

In a blink of an eye, the demon beasts on the entire mountain had vanished, leaving only Ning Daoran and the other two behind.

...

"Now, White Dragon Mountain is ours."

Ning Daoran sat down on a piece of green rock and said, "Unfortunately, the cave where the White Dragon resided is too filthy to dwell in. We need to carve out a new Cave Mansion, take inventory of the treasury, cultivate a Spirit field, build houses, and much more remains to be done."

Little Blackie and Ning Xiaogui flew out from Spirit Garden Cave Heaven and chimed together, "Brother Ran, we are ready for the hard work!"

"Good, very aware!"

Ning Daoran looked pleased.

He immediately threw out a bunch of paperfolk who helped busy themselves.

Thus, a big construction began on White Dragon Mountain.

Ning Daoran operated the Evergreen Technique, personally carving out a Cave Mansion. Firstly, he cleared out the White Dragon’s bone-filled cave by digging it up and throwing the debris into the river; then, after laying the basic structure of the Cave Mansion and a series of modifications, the Mountain Master Cave Mansion had been successfully reconstructed, roughly comparable in grade to the one at Liuhua Island.

Beside the Mountain Master Cave Mansion, a treasury was also established, concentrating the treasures accumulated by the White Dragon and the various demons over the years, which turned out to be substantial. There were over eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones alone, along with numerous Spirit Grasses and Spirit Fruits.

Even though many items were useless to the demon beasts, this White Dragon had a knack for commerce. It maintained contact with the Human Clan’s Demon Path over the years, trading Spirit Stones, Elixir Pills, materials, etc., and in exchange obtained a significant amount of Blood Essence from them.

Thinking about it, White Dragon Mountain was essentially a criminal den laundering Spirit Stones!

...

Months later.

White Dragon Mountain had a new face; an expansive Mountain Master Cave Mansion and over ten Third-order Spirit Qi Cave Mansions were erected, with more and more structures appearing on the mountain gradually. Big Stupid Deer, innately gifted in construction, worked extremely hard when building houses.

Under the moonlight of the starry night.

On a cliff along the river, Ning Daoran sat cross-legged.

He began sensing the Essence Qi and spirituality of the White Dragon River’s waters. After all, refining the essence of an entire river was something he only read about in diagrams and stories, having absolutely no real instructions on how to proceed. Without a choice, he had to take it one step at a time, first getting familiar with the river’s Spiritual Qi, and once mastering the entire White Dragon River, he planned to fully refine it in one go.

This was similar to taming a hawk, requiring a prolonged period.

However, once the refinement was complete, the benefits of reforging the Qiushui Sword would be immensely vast.

If the Qiushui Sword fused with the river’s Essence Qi and acquired some other opportunities, it could very possibly transform into a Spiritual Treasure Level artifact, and one of Ning Daoran’s foundations was the Liangyi Sword Technique and Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation. The upgrade of Qiushui Sword, his Life-bound Item, to a Spiritual Treasure would bring him tremendous enhancement!

At dawn.

Ning Daoran sat the entire night and slowly opened his eyes, "Hmm?"

Not far away, a young woman in a red dress gently landed. She was one of Ning Daoran’s Class A Paperfolk and gave a bow, saying, "This servant has made a discovery."

Ning Daoran nodded and directly shared the Paperfolk’s memory, instantly viewing some scenes that greatly surprised him.

"Lead the way, I’ll have a look."

"Yes, Master."

The Class A Paperfolk floated up, leading the way.

Five hundred li away.

At this moment, just as dawn arrived, strands of morning light dispersed the mist, casting light on the houses nestled in the wilderness.

In this stretch of wasteland, there resided a Human Clan Cultivation Family with structures like the ancestral home, Family Head’s residence, and Cultivation school systemically set up. Here, kitchens were bustling as women prepared breakfast for their families.

Everything seemed incredibly harmonious.

However, Ning Daoran quickly noticed a discordant scene.

Although this cultivation family is relatively large, with the family head also being a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, the family’s range of activities is not extensive. In the early morning, the cultivators among the family who would take the family disciples out to absorb nature’s spiritual energy and cultivate were only allowed to leave the village for less than a mile before they had to stop and order the group of disciples to sit and practice.

Even those who went out to plant Spirit Rice were also subject to restrictions. The Spirit fields that spread through the village were arranged in an extremely regular circular shape, as if restrained by something.

"Oh?"

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes and saw everything extremely clearly.

On the periphery of the ancestral land of this cultivation family, there was an invisible prohibition emitting an extremely faint aura. If not for Ning Daoran being a Fourth Order Array Master, he might not have been able to detect this heavy prohibition.

This was no wonder, this human clan cultivation family was actually imprisoned within it!

Ning Daoran, arms crossed in front of his chest, operated the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique along with the Great Void Expansion Technique, and Great Absorption Skill. He sat lightly on the branch of an old tree, feeling relatively intrigued about this place.

Morning.

Two figures appeared outside the village, both appearing to be middle-aged cultivators. Although human in form, two black tails swayed behind them. Clearly, their cultivation was insufficient, still unable to perfectly transform; they were both Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Demon Beasts. The two swept past and actually pierced through that outer layer of prohibition.

"Elder Dong, Uncle Xue have arrived..."

One Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator looked reverent, saying, "The family head is still in seclusion, shall I go and report?"

"No need to report."

The two Demon Beasts frowned, "We come by the Ancestor’s orders, are this year’s two Foundation Establishment prepared?"

"This..."

The Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator gritted his teeth, "Just last year, we gave up Cui Feng and Shanyan. How could you come asking for people again this year... Our Xu Family only has so many people, and how many children can manage to reach Foundation Establishment each year? By pressuring us this way..."

"So, this year, does your Xu Family not wish to give people to the Ancestor?"

Elder Dong narrowed his eyes, sneering, "Our Ancestor has taken great pains to cultivate talents for your Xu Family, and yet you all are so ungrateful, truly disappointing!"

"Tell that old guy Xu Jian that if you can’t produce two Foundation Establishment individuals, then wait for your clan to be annihilated. Occupying such a large Spirit Vein, yet you can’t even deliver two Foundation Establishment cultivators each year, your Xu Family really is a waste! The Ancestor is already furious over this matter; I don’t see any use in keeping your Xu Family around!"

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"You..."

Soon after, many people in the village, hearing the news, rushed over, all showing extreme indignation.

Among them, the family head also arrived, a middle-aged man in Late-stage Foundation Establishment, his face extremely pale.

"Family Head!"

A middle-aged cultivator said angrily, "They’ve confined our Xu Family here, raising us like pigs, saying that every year two Foundation Establishment fledglings are to go and cultivate at the Ancestor’s place. But the children we sent have all vanished, most likely eaten by that old beast!"

"That’s right!"

Another person said furiously, "From the first generation Golden Core Ancestor of our Xu Family till now, have we really lost all our nerve? How could the once-famous Xu Family from the White Dragon Mountain area have fallen to such lows?"

"Family Head, this time we simply won’t offer anyone, we’d like to see what that old rat can do, can he really wipe out the entire Xu lineage?"

Family Head Xu Jian frowned deeply, his fists clenched, his face full of guilt.

"Father..."

Next to Xu Jian, a girl dressed in a water-blue Flowing Cloud Dress bit her lip, "I heard that cousin sister and cousin brother have been eaten by that old Ancestor, not sent to cultivate..."

"Xu Jian ah Xu Jian!"

A Qi Refining Ninth Level elder, leaning on a cane, said, "Look, even Zhong Yao here has guessed the truth of the matter, should we old fools continue to turn a blind eye? Why is our Xu Family being so pathetic, kept confined by an old rat here, sending generation after generation of cultivation seedlings to be used as blood essence?"

...

At this moment, Ning Daoran understood.

Such a case was unheard of, an entire human clan cultivation family treated like livestock by a Demon Beast, confined at the ancestral ground, and every generation of cultivation seedlings reaching Foundation Establishment were taken away to be eaten.

How twisted this was, truly fitting of the cultivation world in Sangyu Country; nothing is considered impossible, only unimaginable.

"Tsk tsk!"

Just then, a strong surge of Demon Qi emerged in the woods, followed by the appearance of an elderly man in gray robes, his hand leaning on a blood-colored cane, emanating a dense demonic aura, his voice sharp.

"I’d really like to know, this mere Xu Family, who dares to oppose this old man? I’ve said already, your children are deeply cultivating at my place, why do you ignorant fools still harbor wild thoughts? Just obey a little, and you won’t die; is obedience really that hard?"

His eyes emitted a frightening brilliance.

Definitely an old rat, with at least a thousand years of cultivation, only his cultivation was slightly weak, just at the Golden Core Early Stage.

But a Golden Core Early Stage Demon Beast, along with a group of Foundation Establishment subordinates, suppressing a cultivator family like the Xu Family wasn’t difficult.

"Ancestor..."

Xu Jian gritted his teeth, "The children taken away from our Xu Family over these years... might I be able to see them? Only then can my doubts be dispelled, please allow this, Ancestor!"

"Want to see them?"

The Golden Core Stage Rat Spirit curled up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, "What if I told you that they have indeed been devoured by me and transformed into blood essence? What can you, a bunch of trash, do about it? Do you think you can kill me?"