Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 471 - 469: Eliminate Violence

Ning Daoran took a deep breath and stood on the river surface, frowning in silence.

Lin Guo came quickly and left just as fast; her appearance was not only a challenge but also an opportunity.

After all, the Heavenly-order Mid-grade Four Symbols Spear Technique was among the top Cultivation Techniques in the entire Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World, a treasure not even available for purchase with Flower Spiritual Stones. Lin Guo’s willingness to share it was an opportunity that naturally had to be cherished.

Thus, he silently decided that once his cultivation advanced to the Primordial Chaos Early Stage Warrior Realm, he would go to the Martial Temple in Sangyu Country to obtain this Four Symbols Spear Technique!

In the night, two breaths appeared from the north and the south, both releasing their Divine Senses to probe the circumstances here.

Ning Daoran quickly turned into a layer of water mist and disappeared into the river, swiftly retreating to White Dragon Mountain to continue his closed-door cultivation.

...

Several months later.

The Blood Soul Sect made a big show upstream of White Dragon River, starting to build a series of Water Forts along the river, and connecting them across the river to form a blockade, feeding Spiritual Beasts in the river, attempting to capture all the river’s fortune for the area around White Dragon Temple.

In the early morning, the mountains were shrouded in cloudy mists.

Ning Daoran, dressed in a light green robe, drank tea beside a stone table under a tree.

"Master."

In the flowing mists, a figure in pure white appeared—it was Little Bai, who had just returned from the outside, dusty and weary.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Indeed."

Little Bai gave a respectful bow: "Twelve Water Forts have been constructed along the river, and many Prohibitions have been set up forming a blockade. The forts are filled with numerous water-element Spiritual Beasts that devour the creatures in the water, and the essence qi of the upstream river has hardly spilled out."

"Hmph~~"

Ning Daoran smiled lightly: "What a move by the Blood Soul Sect, clearly targeting us at White Dragon Mountain. Old Demon Lin speaks nicely but engages in filthy deeds."

Little Bai smiled, "Master speaks true. The appearance of the Blood Soul Sect in the White Dragon River area is indeed to contest the status of overlord with us. Additionally, I heard another piece of news."

"What news?"

"The Blood Soul Sect is about to set up an Immortal Demon Altar beside the Twelve Water Fortresses, reportedly inviting two Fourth Order Array Masters to assist. Once the Immortal Demon Altar is constructed, it will significantly draw from the fortunes of White Dragon River, and the essence qi available to us will reduce drastically."

"Don’t bother with them."

Ning Daoran said, "When the time comes, the Blood Soul Sect will naturally come knocking, and we can remain passive."

Saying this, he lightly tapped the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven hanging from his waist: "Little Blackie, you wanted to have a breakthrough in the White Dragon River, right? Go, I permit it. Little Bai, Old Lu, Little Gui, let’s all help protect Little Blackie!"

"Yes, Master!"

Several figures swiftly flew down the mountain and entered the area of White Dragon River.

Soon after, the depths of the river churned rapidly, a huge vortex forming and an ominous qi rising. From the center of the vortex, a ferocious head slowly emerged—it was Little Blackie.

At this moment, its body meandered and swayed, transforming into a giant water creature, its aura spreading around. Its cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Golden Core Middle Stage.

"Brother Ran..."

Little Blackie’s huge mouth parted slightly as it spoke, "I need some more assistance..."

"Open your mouth!"

"Yes!"

As Little Blackie opened its vast mouth, Ning Daoran flicked three High-quality True Blood Pills!

Instantly, Little Blackie devoured the three Elixir Pills, rich with Blood Qi Power. Sounds of "crack crack" emanated from its body, its Golden Core Middle Stage bottleneck finally breaking, as the Blood Qi and Evil Qi within it began to surge tremendously.

"Roar~~~"

The roar of the Ink Jiao Dragon echoed through the mountains and the river, making the golden patterns around Little Blackie’s head and body more intense, and two small bumps also appeared on its forehead, beginning to nurture Dragon Horns!

Ning Daoran slightly raised an eyebrow, anticipation growing within him.

Typically, demon beasts of water snakes, Jiao Dragons, and fish species have a high probability of evolving into True Dragon Descendants during their advancement to Fourth-tier. Little Blackie was on this path.

Should the day come when Little Blackie advances to Fourth-tier Spirit Beast, it was highly likely to become an entity like the Fire Dragon True Monarch, most probably revealing itself as a Water Element dragon.

At that moment, Ning Daoran would have the chance to "ride the dragon to the skies!"

The river surged, Little Blackie’s breakthrough causing immense waves, even disrupting the water fortunes of White Dragon River due to the breakthrough of this Late-stage Golden Core Ink Jiao Dragon.

The waves spread, surely affecting the Twelve Water Fortresses of the Blood Soul Sect upstream!

Thus, Little Blackie’s breakthrough lasted for three days, finally stabilizing its cultivation, then returned to White Dragon Mountain, leaving the upstream Blood Soul Sect inevitably trembling with fear.

...

White Dragon Temple.

Several temple priests frowned as they looked at the thin fog above the starlit river, each of their faces exceedingly troubled.

"Hmph!"

A figure flew out of the temple, it was Old Demon Lin, with one hand behind his back, displaying the demeanor of a Golden Core Late Stage expert, and said, "Who exactly is Master Qiushui, and why besides that Golden Core Late Stage female Spiritual Beast, does he also have such a formidable Ink Jiao Dragon? The evil Qi of this Ink Jiao Dragon is so dense, how many Human Clan Cultivators has it devoured?"

"Not sure."

A temple priest respectfully said, "Ancestor, the evil Qi of the Ink Jiao Dragon is extremely fierce, even affecting the water’s spirit of our White Dragon Temple. The Spiritual Beasts nurtured in the Water Fortress are trembling in fear, and some of the female beasts have even miscarried from fright. Master Qiushui really keeps his cards close to his chest, we must deal with him carefully."

"I’m well aware of that!"

Old Demon Lin showed an impatient expression: "Hasn’t the incident from months ago been clarified yet? Who is the Martial Artist that stirred up the battle on the White Dragon River with Lin Wuxian from the Martial Temple?"

"Still unknown..."

A temple priest said, "On that day, the people we sent to White Dragon River were scolded away by Lin Wuxian, we couldn’t get close enough to investigate. The Chen Wuxian from Wuzhou remained tight-lipped, not mentioning a word, and for the time being we do not know who the cultivator is, who could battle Lin Wuxian for hundreds of rounds, only that he must be someone extraordinary!"

"Hmph..."

Old Demon Lin frowned, "The place where Lin Wuxian and this person battled is not far from the White Dragon Mountain. Could this person be related to that Ning surname?"

"Shouldn’t be."

The temple priest shook his head immediately: "The one surnamed Ning is just a Golden Core Late Stage Practitioner, he certainly can’t withstand Lin Wuxian; that person could be from the Martial Temple or maybe from Dongming City in Hun State, but definitely not the Mountain Master of White Dragon Mountain, he... under Lin Wuxian’s long spear would not survive three moves, definitely not him."

"That’s for the best."

Old Demon Lin looked toward the downstream direction of White Dragon Mountain, his gaze gradually turning cold, and sneered, "To be punished after refusing a toast, no matter how many Golden Core Late Stage Spiritual Beasts you have, once my Immortal Demon Altar starts, it will be your time to die!"

...

Several months later.

The Immortal Demon Altar is completed!

Old Demon Lin issued a summoning order, calling the Twelve Demon Sects to gather at the Immortal Demon Altar, with each Demon Sect being allocated a Water Fortress and collectively sharing the river water essence qi congregated by the Immortal Demon Altar. This essence qi, after refinement, can be transformed into blood essence qi, which these Demon Cultivators eagerly desire.

In no time, the area around White Dragon Temple became a chaotic dance of demons.

Late at night, a heroes’ feast at the Immortal Demon Altar.

Lanterns gathered brightly, bustling with excitement.

In the distant woods, upon the branches of an ancient twisted tree, Ning Daoran in a light blue robe, concealed his presence invisibly, quietly watching the spectacle of the Immortal Demon Altar from afar.

That Immortal Demon Altar, constructed according to some Demon Array Seal, looked from afar like a nine-petaled plum blossom, exceptionally crimson, with countless Array Formation Restrictions deeply buried underneath, restraining the essence qi of the entire upstream river.

"What a grand setup."

Ning Daoran frowned, "Old Demon Lin really has terrifying strength of summon... I don’t have that kind of summoning power..."

Within the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, Big Stupid Deer bellowed, conveying that Brother shouldn’t be disheartened, suggesting that if one day you were to summon chefs worldwide for a Food God convention, it would surely be more bustling than here.

Little Bai giggled, "Master, this Old Demon Lin is the Leader of the Demon Path in Wuzhou, he’s only a step away from achieving Nascent Soul and with high respect and esteem, hence the Demon Sects of Wuzhou give him some face. Moreover, this Immortal Demon Altar and the Twelve Water Fortresses indeed offer many benefits, it makes sense for these Demon Sects to gather here."

"Hmph..."

Ning Daoran crossed his arms, lightly smiling, "I hope Old Demon Lin knows his limits. Taking half of the essence qi of the White Dragon Sword I don’t mind, it could refine half of the Qiushui Sword, but if Old Demon Lin is looking for death, then there’s nothing I can do but take action under compulsion, to cleanse Wuzhou of the Demon Path... Little Bai, do you know how to describe this?"

Little Bai was surprised, "This servant does not know."

"This is called... eradication of evil and violence..."

...

Returning to White Dragon Mountain.

Ning Daoran began another closed-door cultivation session focusing on reversing the Falling Star Array.

While the Supreme Path Burning Sky Array was also formidable, it somehow felt lacking—the lethality against Nascent Soul Stage was very low and did not reach a satisfactory level. Therefore, Ning Daoran placed more hopes on this Falling Star Array!

Upstream on the River, the Twelve Demon Sects gathered, daily spent like a gathering of heroes on Liang Mountain, those Demon Cultivators eating grandly and claiming they would flatten White Dragon Mountain among other things but never acted on it.

Thus, the years remained peacefully.

On White Dragon Mountain, it was always spring-like, time passed swiftly, and five years went by.

That year, Ning Daoran turned 350 years old.

In the Cave Mansion of the Mountain Master, Ning Daoran clad in a blue robe, was emitting an extremely intense Dragon Demon Power. A year ago, his Dragon Demon Heart Scripture achieved another breakthrough, now reaching the Twenty Third Layer!

At that moment, the studies on the Falling Star Array were also approaching the final juncture, just one step away from acquiring the complete legacy of the Falling Star Array Formula!

After sitting in contemplation for several days.

Ning Daoran suddenly slapped his thigh, "Oh my, so that’s how it is, it’s completely different from what I originally imagined. If I just do this and that, I can resolve the issue of star power reversal!"

After a whole forty-five years, with Ning Daoran’s exceptional talent in the Array Path, he finally fully mastered this Fourth-order Middle-grade Super Killing Array, the Falling Star Array!