Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 475 - 473: Bone-Eroding Old Demon

At the foot of White Dragon Mountain.

A seasoned Taoist stood beside the rapeseed flowers, dressed in a deep blue Taoist robe with a whisk draped over his arm. His face was glowing red, exuding an aura of both aged wisdom and youthful vigor, a true embodiment of immortal charm.

The gleam in his eyes was elusive and unfathomable, with an aura indicating Golden Core Early Stage pulsating from him. Abruptly, he turned around and saw the tunneling light descending from the mountain, a smile instantly spreading across his face.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, I have long admired your reputation and have specially come to pay you a visit."

"Oh?"

Ning Daoran furrowed his brows, the visitor’s aura seemed to be at the Golden Core level, but as soon as Ning Daoran activated the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique and the Grey Eyes Technique, he saw a tiny figure standing tall within the visitor’s Divine Soul, revealing the visitor’s true identity as a Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivation!

"Fellow Daoist, since you have traveled from afar, why not proceed to the pavilion and taste the flavor of the Spiritual Tea cultivated here on the White Dragon Mountain? What do you say?"

"Most excellent!"

The two Great Cultivators floated away.

Soon after, Xu Jian dispatched two young ladies from the Xu Family to brew tea for the two Great Cultivators. Both girls were quite beautiful and indeed mortals, displaying Xu Jian’s penchant for smooth handling of matters.

"Mountain Master, please enjoy the tea."

"Elder, please enjoy the tea."

After the two young ladies had served the tea, Ning Daoran waved his hand and said, "You may all leave now. There’s no need for your service here; I have something to discuss with this Fellow Daoist."

"Yes, Mountain Master!"

The two young ladies slowly withdrew.

"Fellow Daoist."

After watching the two women leave, Ning Daoran smiled and said, "One does not visit a temple without a cause. May I know the purpose of your visit to White Dragon Mountain? Or have I, somehow offended you?"

"Hehe..."

The seasoned Taoist grinned, "Fellow Daoist Ning is truly a perceptive one, quick to understand. My visit has no other purpose; I simply wanted to meet Fellow Daoist Ning and see for myself the Golden Core cultivator who managed to eliminate the entire Demon Path of Wuzhou."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, the aura around his body surged violently, elevating to the Nascent Soul Early Stage in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Ning is truly remarkable."

The eyes of the seasoned Taoist flickered with light as he feverishly probed with some technique, chuckling, "Your Evergreen Technique has been cultivated to at least the Fifteenth Layer, your Life Span is so vast that even I cannot see through it. Moreover, you seem to have cultivated a Ding Fire Spirit Body, which is truly extraordinary!"

With that, the seasoned Taoist’s eyes brimmed with intense greed as he uttered with a smile, "I won’t hide it from you, my time is running short, and my days are numbered. If I could possess your body, not only could I reach the pinnacle of Divinity Transformation, but even ascending to the Earth Immortal Realm to witness the grandeur of the Mahayana Realm could be possible."

"Oh?"

Ning Daoran crossed his arms and chuckled, "Does Fellow Daoist intend to seize my body?"

"Hmph!"

The seasoned Taoist’s eyes widened suddenly, and a formidable Spiritual Pressure descended from the heavens, crushing everything around in every direction. In an instant, Ning Daoran felt a significant weight upon his shoulders.

But that was all—merely a weight upon his shoulders.

"Swish~~~"

A blood-colored tiny figure rose from the top of the seasoned Taoist’s head, instantly stirring up a bloody light. That bloody light, like a cocoon, fell from the sky and enveloped Ning Daoran’s body within.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, your physical body is now mine."

The seasoned Taoist’s lips curled into a smile, and with a slight raise of his right hand, he snapped his fingers softly.

"Snap!"

The very instant the snap sounded, a surge of ice-cold energy erupted, sweeping across everything! In moments, the nearby Green Bamboo Spirit Rice, tea plants, and even the ten-plus Spirit Farmers weeding in the Spirit Rice fields had no time to escape, instantly turning into ice sculptures!

Such formidable Ice Spiritual Power was something Ning Daoran had never encountered before!

In an instant, Ning Daoran’s skin froze over with ice, turning his whole body into an ice sculpture, as the blood-colored cocoon the seasoned Taoist had conjured descended from the heavens and wrapped him within.

The process was to freeze first, bind second, and to seize the body third!

It seemed the seasoned Taoist had calculated everything.

Alas, when the terrifying Ice Spiritual Power rained down, in Ning Daoran’s Inner World nine suns hung high, each blazing furiously, emitting an extremely fierce heat.

Among the forces in the world, what could best counter Ice Spiritual Power if not Fire Attribute Mana!

The moment the Ice Spiritual Power descended, Ning Daoran had already circulated the Nine Yang Extreme Flames throughout his body. As a result, only a layer of frost had formed on his skin, clothes, and hair, while the flesh and muscles beneath were unaffected. Moreover, as the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture surged, his blood boiled and rolled, making it even harder for the ice to encase him.

"Oh?!"

The seasoned Taoist felt a chill in his heart and, without a second thought, brought forth his Nascent Soul to forcibly seize the body!

"Whoosh—"

A flash of light streaked across Ning Daoran’s forehead, as he launched a Soul Technique attack directly at the opponent’s Nascent Soul!

Soul Suppressing Technique!

In an instant, the seasoned Taoist’s mind went blank, and as the effect of the Soul Suppressing Technique took hold, the Nascent Soul instinctively retreated back into his body. Immediately after, a thick purple ice layer arose around the seasoned Taoist’s figure, spreading outward incessantly.

Ning Daoran let out a sharp cry, the Nine Yang Extreme Flames erupting from within him, combating against the spreading purple ice layer. At the same time, he raised his palm and a trace of thunder flashed; the Thunder Sword broke free, aiming straight for the seasoned Taoist’s head!

"Boom~~~"

A loud explosion sounded, the small pavilion crumbled into pieces like dry rot meeting its demise, and the Thunder Sword tirelessly pierced through the layers of ice; its tip had already stabbed into the brow of the elder Daoist, but alas, it halted just an inch within.

"Young Friend!"

The elder Daoist awoke from the Soul Suppressing Technique, smiling: "I did not expect Young Friend to possess such means of attacking the Divine Soul, I am truly enlightened!"

The next moment, a blood-colored cocoon formed around the elder Daoist’s Nascent Soul. In this way, even if Ning Daoran were to launch the Soul Suppressing Technique again, the effectiveness would be minimal.

"Does the elder still think of leaving?"

With a fierce wave of his hand, Ning Daoran triggered the Falling Star Array preset in the Outer Mountain, and it began to roar to life.

However, just as the array was about to activate, the elder Daoist’s Nascent Soul shone brightly and instantaneously teleported away!

...

"Swish!"

Ning Daoran flew to above the River, his back against the Falling Star Array, he looked coldly at the White Leaf Forest opposite him.

"Who exactly is the elder, and why did you lay a trap for me?"

"Heh!"

From the woods came the voice of the elder Daoist: "I am known as the Bone-Eroding Old Demon, a Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect. Hehe, I’ve been in secluded meditation for far too many years. I did not expect the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World to produce a formidable Golden Core like Young Friend Ning, who single-handedly wiped out a significant portion of Wuzhou’s Demon Path forces!"

His voice was chilling: "I am here at the request of friends from the Wuzhou Demon Path to meet Young Friend. Aren’t you acclaimed to be from the Righteous? Why not come to this forest and have a match with me, how about it?"

Ning Daoran frowned, remaining silent.

When he released his Golden Core Divine Sense, he detected dense presences far within the White Leaf Forest, many Golden Core cultivators were hidden in there, all of them Demon Cultivators. If he truly went to face the Bone-Eroding Old Demon in battle, he would likely fall right into the enemy’s scheme.

Moreover, Ning Daoran had cultivated for many years, always valuing stability, he had no interest in taking such risks.

"The Bone-Eroding Old Demon, is it?"

He smiled faintly: "No matter, please wait here; I, Ning, will wait for the elder to lead the attack on the mountain."

With that said, Ning Daoran floated back to White Dragon Mountain and activated the Nine Revolutions Ruyi Formation.

Heading to the White Leaf Forest was too risky, but with the support of White Dragon Mountain and the array... even two Bone-Eroding Old Demons might not gain an advantage.

Thus, Ning Daoran returned to the mountain for cultivation.

Soon, a few Golden Core Demon Cultivators appeared above the White Dragon River, cursing day and night. Naturally, they were jeering lines like "the renowned Ning Mountain Master is nothing but a coward..."

Ning Daoran was indifferent, raised his array, out of sight, out of mind.

...

"Young Master."

Inside the Cave Mansion, Little Bai spoke softly: "The Ten Thousand Ghost Sect is not a sect from Wuzhou, but a top-tier Demon Sect from Qinzhou. The Bone-Eroding Old Demon has been in secluded meditation for more than a hundred years; many people have already forgotten about the existence of this Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect."

"Hmm."

Ning Daoran nodded: "To tell the truth, I’ve never heard of him."

"Even though the Bone-Eroding Old Demon keeps a low profile, his strength is not weak. Among those at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, he is considered among the strongest, something the Young Master must have experienced profoundly."

Little Bai continued: "It is said that the Bone-Eroding Old Demon was once the number one prodigy of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, possessing a First Grade Ice Spirit Root along with an extraordinary cultivation talent. After years of cultivating the Ten Thousand Ghosts Hidden Ice Profound Demon Skill, a legacy skill of the sect, he even improved upon this skill to create a more fitting Ice Demon Bone Erosion Skill for himself. With this skill, he dominated all directions, scarcely meeting an opponent."

"No wonder then."

Ning Daoran frowned: "The Ice Spiritual Power driven by this old fellow’s snapping fingers is terrifyingly powerful. It almost froze my Ding Fire Spirit Body solid. Ordinary cultivators would indeed suffer greatly, even possibly having their bodies taken over by him."

As he spoke, he became puzzled and said: "Little Bai, there’s one thing I don’t understand."

"Please speak, Young Master."

"This Bone-Eroding Old Demon himself has a First Grade Ice Spirit Root, such an abnormal Spirit Root is extremely rare, a treasure that all cultivators dream of having. Plus, his own talent for cultivation is also quite high. Why would he want to seize the body of someone like me, with a Fourth Grade Wood Spirit Root and just average talent for cultivation? Is he out of his mind, or did he get squished by the door on his way out?"

Little Bai couldn’t help but let out a snicker: "Perhaps the Young Master’s exhibited strength is too terrifying, Golden Core capable of fighting at the Nascent Soul Early Stage - such an extraordinary achievement is not something everyone possesses. Maybe the Bone-Eroding Old Demon thinks that by seizing the Young Master, he can have everything you possess, and so he took a desperate risk. Moreover, the Bone-Eroding Old Demon’s lifespan is nearly up, and he likely targeted the Young Master for the sake of lifespan."

"That’s true too."

Ning Daoran frowned, he was currently at the twenty-seventh layer of the Eternal Green Technique, his lifespan was frighteningly long, almost enough to live for four thousand years, and he was just over three hundred years old now. No wonder the Bone-Eroding Old Demon was envious.

"Young Master."

Little Bai spoke: "Those Demon Cultivators are making a racket outside the mountain every day, are you really not going to deal with it?"

"Let them be."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "There sits a Nascent Soul Ancestor on the other side, it’s better for me, a mere Golden Core cultivator, to stay low-key. Let’s wait and see, there will always be changes, and besides, the Bone-Eroding Old Demon doesn’t have much time left, it’s possible to just wear him out."

"..."

Little Bai rolled her eyes.

...

A few days later.

Xu Jian came up the mountain once more, bowing respectfully outside the Cave Mansion: "Reporting to the Mountain Master, a Foundation Establishment woman cultivator passing by at the foot of the mountain claims to be an old acquaintance of the Mountain Master and requests an audience!"

"Hmm?"

Ning Daoran frowned, thinking to himself, do I have an old acquaintance from the Foundation Establishment Stage?

If he remembered correctly, all his old acquaintances from his Foundation Establishment days had long since passed away...