Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 496 - 494: Independent Practitioner Jianjia, Reappears in the Jianghu!

Chapter 496: Chapter 494: Independent Practitioner Jianjia, Reappears in the Jianghu!

"Go!"

Ning Daoran, without a second thought, instantly unleashed dozens of Class A Paperfolk to launch a swift attack.

These Class A Paperfolk possessed the combat power of a typical late-stage Golden Core cultivator, enough to restrain the Old Dragon to a certain extent.

As for the Second-class Paperfolk, Ning Daoran did not even consider using them. Once released, they would instantly be crushed under the Old Dragon’s terrifying spiritual pressure; it would be like sending them to their doom, so there was no need to release them.

In an instant, dozens of Class A Paperfolk launched their attacks from all directions.

At the same time, Ning Daoran "plop" drank a drop of Nine Heavens Jade Dew, instantly refreshing his mouth, mana replenished in a flash, surrounded by surging thunder, and then he wielded the Azure Dragon Spear and charged into battle!

Secret Technique, Silver Dragon Water Collection!

A thunderous spear exploded in the air; the spear technique was smooth and fluid, and with the added strength of his terrifying Dragon Demon Body, it was something the Old Dragon had to confront.

"Roar!"

The Old Dragon let out a fierce roar, spewing forth a blast of Evil Qi directly at Ning Daoran.

But at this moment, Ning Daoran’s mana was full to the brim; the Nine Heavens Escape Thunder Technique circulated to Return to Nature, and with a "crack," a streak of lightning flashed and he vanished from the spot, followed by a vicious spear strike to the back of the Old Dragon’s neck!

The Old Dragon roared furiously, infuriated, suddenly twisting its body as six dragon claws, emitting light, emerged from the Chaos Qi, and crackled against the Cold Dragon Stone Plate defense around Ning Daoran.

"Die!"

The Old Dragon shouted harshly, its eyes brimming with murderous intent.

However, just then, streaks of golden light began to converge on the injured scales beside the Old Dragon, and it was none other than the Golden Silk Swords, connecting one after another, like a golden dragon, and in the next moment, they struck rapidly like beads on a string against the damaged scales, seeming like a small golden dragon burrowing into the Old Dragon’s wounds!

"Excellent!"

In the wind, Ning Daoran spat out blood as he was knocked back, laughing heartily: "That’s it, Electric Lightning Dragon Drill, drill it to death!"

The Golden Silk Sword contained Geng Metal Essence Qi, and was originally one of the excellent methods of breaking through defenses like cutting gold and jade, but due to differences in realm, physical strength, and magical treasures, Ning Daoran’s previous attempt with the Golden Silk Sword did not achieve much effect. But now, things were different; with Little Blackie having broken through its defenses, the current drilling of the Golden Silk Swords was wholly unlike before!

"Pong~~~"

With a soft bang, the damaged scale of the Old Dragon shattered, and the remaining Golden Silk Swords quickly drilled through the Dragon Skin, splattering Dragon Blood in all directions!

Ning Daoran was overjoyed!

The Old Dragon was once at the Divinity Transformation Stage, appearing to Golden Core Stage cultivators as if a deity.

And now, the injured Old Dragon was like a deity with a visible health bar—its significance was self-evident!

"You scoundrel!"

The Old Dragon bellowed, its body surging with immense Dragon Energy. When it used its Treasure Skill again, it carried an ancient tone.

"Come forth!"

Ning Daoran shouted, and suddenly a blood-red treasure sword flew out from between his eyebrows—it was the very Low-grade Spirit Treasure, the Blood-drinking Sword, he had obtained from defeating Lin Liuchen!

"Sizzle~~~"

The moment the Blood-drinking Sword appeared, the Dragon Blood lingering in the air began to gather strand by strand towards it. When it landed on the body of the sword, it made a ringing noise, and the Artifact Spirit inside the sword showed an extremely delighted expression.

This was the blood of a True Dragon, the blood of a once Divinity Transformation Stage member of the Dragon Clan. When had it ever had such fare while with Lin Liuchen?

Initially, the Artifact Spirit of the Blood-drinking Sword had reservations about changing its master, believing that a loyal subject should not serve two lords. But at this moment, it changed its mind. As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to nest in, and the new master was quite remarkable!

After a furious binge of Dragon Blood, the Blood-drinking Sword’s brilliance surged!

Its combat power had roughly ascended to the level of a Mid-grade Spirit Treasure!

"Kill!"

Ning Daoran shook his arms, and once again, several Evergreen Seeds appeared in the air, transforming into strands of Eternal Immortal Vine, instantly wrapping around the Old Dragon’s tail and anchoring it within the Array.

In another direction, the Blood-drinking Sword became the main force of the battlefield, continuously striking down upon the Old Dragon mercilessly from the sky.

The task of the twenty-four Golden Silk Swords remained unchanged, continuing to drill into the Old Dragon’s wounds. The Dragon Blood had momentarily sealed the wounds, but in an instant, it was breached by the Golden Silk Swords, scattering True Dragon blood all over the sky.

The Blood-drinking Sword continued to gorge on Dragon Blood, its killing power steadily increasing!

"Badass..."

Ning Daoran had already put away the Big Green Dragon and the Qiushui Sword, gripping the Blood-drinking Sword firmly with both hands, coming down from the sky with a powerful slash once more onto the Old Dragon’s head.

"Crack~~"

Weighted with sword intent, this slash was incredibly fierce, and the treasure scales on the top of the Old Dragon’s head started showing cracks.

It was only at this moment that it finally realized that this youngster before it, the legendary Jianjia Old Demon with his heaven-defying Golden Core, truly might be able to slay it.

...

"This cannot be... This cannot be..."

The Old Dragon’s body writhed with rage, burning with anger, and it had made a decision.

"Clack~~"

With a light snapping sound, a seal that was planted in the Old Dragon’s brain dissolved.

The next second, its aura surged dramatically, quickly recovering to the aura of a Nascent Soul Mid-stage!

And as it gained strength in one area, the price it paid was about a sudden loss of around seventy percent of its Life Span!

It once had the chance to wait until the time of Ascension, but now it was clear that there was not enough time left.

The so-called demotion was deliberate. The old dragon cultivated a secret technique to seal its life span as a price for its power being sealed. It thought it could survive by doing so, but unexpectedly it encountered Ning Daoran, such a monster!

"Not good!"

Ning Daoran’s gaze turned icy, deciding to go all out, he immediately slapped his storage bag, recalling all the arrays that were not yet destroyed. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his mind, forcibly spitting out a mouthful of his lifebound essence blood, spraying it all onto the Blood-drinking Sword with a "puh" sound!

At this moment, in order to escape, he was very generous. Not enough of the old dragon’s blood? No matter, drink mine!

"Humm~~~"

The light of the Blood-drinking Sword surged, and its aura instantly ascended to the level of a top-grade spirit treasure!

Ning Daoran suddenly turned around, slashing his sword toward the prohibition on the southern rock wall of the grotto!

Amidst the loud crash, his all-out strike indeed left a hole in the rock wall. The next moment, Ning Daoran did not hesitate to take Big Stupid Deer into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, turning into a streak of light and dashing through the shrinking hole, fleeing away!

"Little bastard, you are the most shameless of the shameless!"

Behind him came the old dragon’s curse.

The old dragon was now seriously wounded, a fact that had already happened. It had opened one seal, sacrificing a great amount of life span to temporarily recover to the mid-stage Nascent Soul’s fighting power, all to kill Ning Daoran!

But how could it have anticipated that its opponent could be so flexible and decisive to leave just like that? Where would one find such a Great Cultivator in the world?

At this moment, the old dragon felt as if it wanted to smash its head into the walls of the grotto and die.

Unfortunately, it was imprisoned here. Ning Daoran could leave, but it could not, and the Dragon Binding Rope hovering above was still there.

...

Underneath Dragon King Mountain, Ning Daoran was on the run nonstop!

This trip had been extremely dangerous, but fortunately, he had escaped in the end.

Not long afterward, having fled to the depths of Dragon King Mountain, Ning Daoran began to debrief in front of the little wooden house in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

The fortune he had encountered this time was not small; a low-grade Transformed Treasure like the Dragon Binding Rope, containing a very strong Artifact Spirit within, this artifact spirit was much stronger than Fairy Muyue in the Qiushui Sword!

In addition, it was the chance with the Dragon Ancestor, not to mention its "Quasi-Divinity Stage" materials. Right under the old dragon’s space, Ning Daoran’s divine sense detected a large amount of Dragon Demon Essence. If he truly killed the old dragon, he would most likely obtain a large amount of Dragon Demon Essence without any surprise.

Unfortunately, it was very difficult to really grasp these fortunes in hand.

Forget about possessing the Transformed Treasure. Merely as a Golden Core Stage individual, no one would take him seriously, and even if he truly obtained the Dragon Binding Rope, it would most likely just fly away by itself. The disdain of the purple True Dragon inside the rope toward him was crystal clear.

As for the Dragon Ancestor...

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes; there was still a chance to get the opportunity from the Dragon Ancestor.

But not now, just after releasing one seal, returning to the mid-stage Nascent Soul, but Ning Daoran had already gathered some information from the opponent’s aura. This mid-stage Nascent Soul was very unstable, the old dragon would surely fall back to the early stage Nascent Soul in as short as half a year or as long as three years.

Its flesh had long decayed and could not sustain the cultivation of the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

So, what Ning Daoran needed to do was to wait, wait for three to five years until the old dragon returned to the early stage Nascent Soul, and then take another trip to the mysterious Dragon Cave, where slaying it could be a possibility.

Without further thought, he returned to Fish-Dragon Square to continue lying low and waiting for the opportunity!

...

Underground Dragon Cave.

"Swish~~~"

A wisp of breath quietly arrived, Han Dinghai returned, and upon entering the Dragon Cave, he saw the Dragon Ancestor crawling on the ground, its upper half drenched in blood.

Furthermore, the aura of the Dragon Ancestor at this moment was actually at the mid-stage Nascent Soul!

What was deadly was that its life span had suddenly decreased by seventy percent, which was like adding frost to the snow for this old dragon that cherished its life immensely.

All around on the ground and rock walls, there were traces of a fierce battle everywhere, sword marks, residues of mana, all of which were very obvious, indicating a brutal fight had just taken place here.

And the opponent had managed to injure the Dragon Ancestor and still left alive!

For a moment, Han Dinghai was profoundly shaken. Who could it be? At least a mid-stage Nascent Soul, right?

No, it was clear that the Dragon Ancestor had only released the seal and restored the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level to suppress the opponent. The mid-stage Nascent Soul Dragon Ancestor couldn’t keep the opponent, at the minimum, it should be a late-stage Nascent Soul, or even possibly Divinity Transformation!

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Han Dinghai knelt on the ground tremblingly: "What... what happened?"

"Han Dinghai, what a great job you did!"

The Dragon Ancestor’s eyes filled with intense killing intent: "Was it because you were exposed, someone became aware of my location? You blundering calamity have been so careless, you almost caused me to perish on the spot!"

"I... I..."

Han Dinghai felt a chill run down his spine: "I have always been alone, I have never mentioned anything about here to anyone, how could others know, Dragon Ancestor calm your anger, it is not my doing..."

"Hmph, can I take your word for it?!"

The tone of the Dragon Ancestor softened a lot, it still needed Han Dinghai, otherwise, it would have killed him on the spot earlier, why bother with idle talk.

"It is true, I dare not deceive!"

Han Dinghai heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Dragon Ancestor, who in the world dares to do this!?"

"Independent Practitioner Jianjia, Ning Daoran, he truly is hateful!"

"What?!"

Han Dinghai’s face turned pale with shock, his mouth agape in disbelief.