Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 513 - 511: The Dust Settles

"Roar—"

Big Stupid Deer launches into action, his massive body pouncing forward, his claws tearing through the void, slashing fiercely downwards!

Ning Daoran’s gaze remains indifferent, simply lifting his finger lightly, and instantly, swishing tendrils of blood-red Dragon Vine burst forth around him, binding Big Stupid Deer’s descending claws tightly in an instant.

The next second, with a chilling look in his eyes, Ning Daoran does not intend to engage in a drawn-out battle with Big Stupid Deer. A flash of light from his third eye unleashes an invisible Divine Soul attack straight into Big Stupid Deer’s skull!

Immediately, Big Stupid Deer’s upper body is raised and suspended mid-air!

After advancing to Nascent Soul, Ning Daoran’s Soul Power has greatly enhanced; thus, his Soul Suppressing Technique strikes like lightning, leaving Big Stupid Deer completely immobilized in a daze.

"Old Lu, ambush!"

At Ning Daoran’s command.

A segment of luminescent antlers bursts out from Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, piercing through Big Stupid Deer’s chest with a "puff", followed by a swift stomp from a hoof that vibrates Big Stupid Deer’s body with a buzzing sound.

"Enough!"

Ning Daoran’s form lowers, his right fist charged with the strength of the Dragon Demon.

At that moment, Big Stupid Deer has already returned to Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, heavily wounded without even showing itself!

"Boom!"

A punch that soars to the heavens!

With all the force of his punch, Big Stupid Deer’s body remains in place, but a large hole has been punched through its chest, Ning Daoran’s fist piercing right through.

"You..."

Big Stupid Deer stands on its hind legs, body trembling and eyes filled with disbelief, staring at the empty space ahead.

Though it is also in the early Nascent Soul stage, its physical strength is far more fearsome than a Nascent Soul early-stage Demon Beast, is this still a human?

The soul attack just now left Big Stupid Deer dazed for a full five seconds, a deadly blow!

Whether in a battle of the soul or physical prowess, Big Stupid Deer is completely at a disadvantage.

"Fellow Daoist, go in peace."

Ning Daoran lifts a finger, and a beam of blood-red light shoots forth!

"Puff!"

The Blood-drinking Sword directly pierces through Big Stupid Deer’s skull, slaying it.

The next second, a Nascent Soul bursts out from the top of Big Stupid Deer’s head, howling desperately to escape.

However, it did not expect lightning to swirl around Ning Daoran, catching up instantly, grasping the fleeing Nascent Soul with his hand and throwing it into his Storage Bag, where a pair of cherry lips skillfully open up with an "ahwo" sound, silently swallowing Big Stupid Deer’s Nascent Soul!

"Burp~~~"

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...

All of this dramatic change was completed within a few breaths’ time.

Hidden Dragon Sect’s people were stunned.

The Big Stupid Deer, which the Sect Master spent a great deal on to hire, was killed in the blink of an eye, turned into a rigid corpse lying on the ground; even its Nascent Soul could not escape.

Seal Master Ning’s methods were terrifying indeed!

"How... How could this be?"

Han Dinghai’s eyes were filled with shock: "How could this be..."

"Han Dinghai."

Ning Daoran’s gaze turns cold, and he says lightly, "I didn’t kill you last time, but it seems you are reckless, daring to collude with the Demon Clan to attack Wind Snow Tower. Well, this time I cannot let you off lightly, and furthermore, the matter of you feeding the Dragon Ancestor with living flesh and blood is clear in my mind; that alone is enough for you to die ten times!"

"What?!"

Han Dinghai’s expression changes dramatically, his mind buzzing as many things suddenly become clear.

"You are... you are J..."

"Die!"

Ning Daoran’s figure sinks, a Soul Suppressing Technique directly silences Han Dinghai, and with a raise of his hand, a sword cuts off the head of the Sect Master of Hidden Dragon Sect.

"You..."

Han Liang is horrified, his Iron Bone Fan ceasing to fan, the next moment he actually turns to run away!

"You think you can escape?"

In the void, a storm approaches rapidly.

"Whoosh~~"

With a warp in space, Ning Daoran appears directly in front of Han Liang, blocking his escape route.

"Seal Master Ning... please, Seal Master Ning, spare me..."

Han Liang grits his teeth, "Don’t kill me, please don’t..."

Ning Daoran raises his hand, a streak of golden light shoots out, turning into a Golden Silk Sword that "puffs" straight through Han Liang’s brow.

Now he is able to instantaneously slay those in the late Golden Core stage!

Han Liang is the Young Master of Hidden Dragon Sect, the heir of Li Bin; this man must be killed.

As for the other Hidden Dragon Sect Disciples, Ning Daoran pays them no mind; whether they live or die depends on Bai Ying and Feiyu’s attitude.

At the mountain gate of Wind Snow Tower.

The grand formation dissipates, Bai Ying in white clothes immaculate as snow flies out, her beautiful eyes turn towards the people of Hidden Dragon Sect, and says, "The Demon Beast is dead, Han Dinghai and Han Liang are also dead! The fate of Hidden Dragon Sect has run out, will you still sacrifice your lives for the Han Family? Now, Wind Snow Tower gives you a way out, join us and avoid death, what say you?"

"We..."

A Hidden Dragon Sect Elder hesitates briefly, then steps forward to express his stance, cupping his hands and saying, "Wind Snow Tower and Hidden Dragon Sect were originally one family, the continuous strife over the years has seen many fellow Sect members dying from fratricide; this might be the end, this Elder is willing to lead the disciples of Hidden Dragon Sect into Wind Snow Tower, from now on Three Peaks will only have one Wind Snow Tower!"

"We are willing to join Wind Snow Tower, too!"

A group of Hidden Dragon Sect Disciples kneel down one after another.

Only those deeply connected to Han Dinghai and Han Liang could not join, unable to enter Wind Snow, they transform into streaks of light, escaping in all directions.

Bai Ying smiles lightly and couldn’t care less.

Ning Daoran returned, clad in a green robe, with a gentle breeze fluttering his sleeves.

Li Yinpeng gave him a small smile: "Seal Master Ning..."

"Hmm."

Ning Daoran smiled back: "Miss Li, it’s been a long time since we last met."

"Yes, it has been a long time..."

...

Several days later.

The dispute between Wind Snow Tower and Hidden Dragon Sect had settled.

More than ninety percent of the Hidden Dragon Sect Disciples had joined Wind Snow Tower, and the rest left within a few days, unwilling to stay in Wind Snow Tower and live a life looking up to others.

Bai Ying did not insist on keeping them; comings and goings were all at one’s discretion.

On Dragon Head Peak, Bai Ying demarcated a region and established the ancestral ground for Wind Snow Tower.

As for Fish-Dragon Square, it remained open as usual, with Li Yinpeng serving as the workshop master.

Additionally, Bai Ying honored Ning Daoran as the Supreme Minister Elder, and although Ning Daoran had been reluctant to agree, Bai Ying was particularly insistent on this matter, leaving him no choice but to comply.

In the afternoon.

Ning Daoran was invited to tour the treasury of Dragon Head Peak, accompanied by Bai Ying, Bai Feiyu, and Li Yinpeng.

In the treasury under heavy prohibition, a dazzle of treasures shone brightly, racks of divine weapons emitted a chilling glow, and rows of dust-covered inner armor revealed that the foundation of Hidden Dragon Sect was profoundly deep. Now that all these belong to Wind Snow Tower, coupled with Wind Snow Tower’s own expertise in cultivating Spiritual Tea and crafting vestment robes, and Bai Feiyu possessing the potential for a Nascent Soul, it was inevitable for them to rise powerfully in Wuzhou.

"Hmm?"

Before long, Ning Daoran’s gaze fell upon an iron door in the treasury, beyond which he sensed a very familiar aura.

"May I ask what kind of treasure lies beyond this iron door?" he asked with a smile.

"Open it, and you’ll see."

Bai Ying took out a key from a large bunch, opened the iron door, and immediately, a surge of Blood Qi Power flowed towards them.

Dragon Demon Essence!

It was a mountainous pile of Dragon Demon Essence!

"Ah?"

Ning Daoran was dumbfounded. Could there actually be such a windfall?

However, it seemed plausible for Hidden Dragon Sect to possess a large amount of Dragon Demon Essence, considering they had been stationed at Dragon King Mountain for years with close ties to the Dragon Ancestor. Obtaining so much Dragon Demon Essence was hardly surprising.

"Tower Master Bai."

Ning Daoran said gravely: "This Dragon Demon Essence is extremely useful to me; would you be willing to part with it?"

"Senior Ning speaks too formally."

Bai Ying laughed: "You may take it all."

"Thank you so much!"

Ning Daoran did not stand on ceremony, immediately pulling out two empty Storage Bags, and with his mana, transferred all the mountainous Dragon Demon Essence into the bags. With this stock of Dragon Demon Essence, even cultivating the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture for a few thousand years would be more than enough.

"Senior Ning."

Within the treasury, as Bai Ying walked alongside Ning Daoran, she asked: "Are you really leaving next?"

"Hmm."

Ning Daoran nodded: "My stay in Fish-Dragon Square was only a temporary measure. Now that the matters here are concluded, I naturally need to leave according to my original plan."

"But..."

Bai Ying’s delicate brows knitted slightly: "Is there really nothing in Wind Snow Tower worth your lingering affection?"

She pursed her red lips, her pretty face blushing slightly, and said: "I know speaking like this might seem opportunistic, but Senior, you are now the Supreme Minister Elder of our Wind Snow Tower. If you have any intention towards any one of us three, I would greatly facilitate this happy event, even if it’s—"

"Cough cough!"

Ning Daoran said: "Tower Master Bai, I have been cultivating for hundreds of years, always upright and proper, never coercing others with my cultivation level, and I certainly do not wish to take advantage by force. This matter must not be done; if I really did so, how would I differ from Xuan Yuan Da Pan?"

"It was presumptuous of me..."

Bai Ying hurriedly apologized.

"It’s alright."

Ning Daoran continued to observe the treasures in the treasury.

"I wonder who is the Xuan Yuan Da Pan Fellow Daoist mentioned by Senior?"

"Cough..."

Ning Daoran was somewhat embarrassed: "Just a deeply respected senior of old."

Bai Ying covered her mouth and chuckled.

Meanwhile, behind him, Bai Feiyu and Li Yinpeng both blushed at Bai Ying’s words. It’s a pity that Seal Master Ning seems to truly have no desire for women. Retaining him now seemed impossible.

...

Deep into the night.

Ning Daoran bid farewell to everyone and departed from Dragon King Mountain.

Next stop was Dongming City, but there was no rush.

Ning Daoran still had unfinished business in Sangyu Imperial City.

Immortal Sage Lin Guolin of Sangyu Imperial City had once promised that if Ning Daoran could exchange a hundred moves without defeat in the Blood Qi Path of martial arts, she would impart her Four Symbols Spear Technique to Ning Daoran.

That Four Symbols Spear Technique was a Heavenly-order Mid-grade martial art which Ning Daoran had long coveted, and now was the perfect time!

Apart from this, having been in Sangyu Country for ninety years, it was also time to return to Qing State Chaos Sect to take a look. Once everything was done, he would go back to Sangyu Country and head to Hun State and Dongming City to seek the Five-Colored Deer Chanting Technique, and it would not be too late!

Several days later, in Sangyu Imperial City.

A heavy snowfall began, incessantly falling for several days, leaving a thick layer on the ground.

"Old Lu, today I’ll show you what a real big city is like."

Ning Daoran turned to Big Stupid Deer with a smile, and then, side by side with the deer, with their aura suppressed at the Golden Core Early Stage, the two entered the Imperial City.