Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 108 - 106 Unashamed to Ask

Chapter 108 -106 Unashamed to Ask

“Whoosh—”

Ning Daoran’s figure flashed, and in an instant, he was above the Black Jiao’s head, the Azure Dragon Spear, enveloped in the brilliance of the secret skill ‘Silver Dragon Water Collection,’ striking directly at the top of the Black Jiao’s head!

With a loud bang, the protective aura on the Black Jiao’s head split open as it let out a mournful scream and fled into the water.

“Water Escape!”

Ning Daoran quickly cast two spells on himself and immediately turned into a shadow, rushing into the water.

His speed in the water wasn’t the slightest bit inferior to that of the Black Jiao!

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With a light tap on his Storage Bag, twelve Array Flags and twelve Array Plates flew out together.

Then, under the bolster of Ning Daoran’s mana, they quickly dispersed in all directions to form an array!

“Hum~~~”

A tender golden bamboo forest rose swiftly from the riverbed, completely enveloping an area of water.

The Black Jiao, like a black fish trapped in a cage, bumped around in panic.

“Who exactly are you?”

The Black Jiao transmitted its voice, “I have no grievances with you, why are you bothering me?”

Ning Daoran had never had the habit of making idle talk during a battle.

He raised his fingertips, and one after another, the Twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords ascended.

In an instant, these Twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords occupied the twelve Array Eyes of the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, responding to each other with the twelve Array Flags!

“Rise Swords!”

Ning Daoran stimulated the Transformation Realm Level Jianjia Sword Technique.

Instantly, as his mind willed, each Silver Moon Flying Sword in the water darted up, turning into silver lightning flashes!

“Pu pu pu…”

In an instant, the Black Jiao’s abdomen was continuously pierced, creating holes after holes, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

“You…”

The Black Jiao roared in fury, its colossal body rolling as the river water swiftly turned red.

Ning Daoran slightly raised his eyebrow and maneuvered the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation with the Jianjia Sword Technique, immediately causing more swords to hunt for lives and inflicted more wounds on the Black Jiao.

This Black Jiao had cultivated for a thousand years, its cultivation nearing that of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Human Clan, only a step away from forming a Demon Core and becoming a Third-tier Demon Beast.

Usually, its protective aura and the solidity of its scales should have been unimaginable.

Previously, even a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Human Clan had challenged this Black Jiao, but their Magic Artifacts could not penetrate its thick scales and Jiao skin, ultimately they had to retreat in frustration.

But now, the once indestructible flesh of the Black Jiao seemed as though it was tofu under the edge of the Silver Moon Flying Swords, effortlessly pierced!

This was the impressive power of the Thousand-Year-Old Silver Moon Bamboo, naturally carrying a Gold Attribute, its sharpness far beyond comparison to other Spiritual Artifacts of the same level.

Moreover, these Twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords, used as a set in combination with the sword array, displayed astonishing power!

“Fellow Daoist…”

The severely wounded Black Jiao cried out hoarsely, “If you are willing to spare the life of this little demon, I am ready to offer you all the treasures I’ve accumulated throughout my life…”

“How foolish.”

Ning Daoran uttered the words that shattered the Black Jiao’s Daoist Heart, “If I kill you, those things will still be mine.”

“Ahhh~~~~”

The Black Jiao collapsed, its massive body whipping up towering waves to attack the formation!

Not long after, people in the River God Temple noticed the commotion.

“What’s happening?”

One of the River God Gang Deacons frowned, “That looks like… the River God… who dares to offend Lord River God?”

“Hmph!”

Another Deacon scoffed, “The River God has dominated Mo River for hundreds of years, the true deity of this place; even a cultivator would die upon entering, why worry?”

Along the riverside, those holding incense also looked in this direction.

“The River God blesses the locals, bringing us favorable weather…”

An old woman, with malevolence in her eyes, uttered, “Yet which meddlesome cultivator dares to provoke the River God…”

“That’s right!”

Someone echoed, “Lord River God’s mana is boundless, surely able to annihilate this person and continue to protect the people along the banks of Mo River.”

Not long after, movements in the water slowly diminished.

Ning Daoran lifted his hand, and the Twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords turned into silver flashes flying back into the Storage Bag.

The battle had ended, the Black Jiao was dead, its massive body belly-up, beginning to float upwards.

“Zing!”

He swiftly pulled out a Second-Order High-Grade Water Attribute Demon Core from the Black Jiao and then with a slash severed the Jiao’s head.

After collecting the Jiao’s body into the Storage Bag, Ning Daoran, holding the Jiao’s head, walked on air and directly threw the Jiao Dragon towards the River God Temple.

“This is your River God.”

He laughed heartily, without any pretense turned into a streak of tunneling light and returned to the Chaotic Sect with Big Stupid Deer.

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Qiongbi Peak.

Ning Daoran began to reassess the events of the day.

The combat power of this Late-stage Foundation Establishment Black Jiao was indeed not weak, but it was exterminated without any chance to retaliate.

The Twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords in combination with the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, indeed seemed invincible.

But there were flaws.

Using the Jianjia Sword Technique to control the twelve Flying Swords in conjunction with the Sword Array, he felt slightly inadequate at times.

Indeed, the Jianjia Sword Technique wasn’t cultivated deeply enough!

No question about it, with more than thirty thousand moments left of Refining Time, he should redouble his efforts to master the Jianjia Sword Technique!

Thus, he immediately channeled Refining Time into the Jianjia Sword Technique, striving to further improve his Sword Dao.

In an instant, a wisp of green light and a vegetation-like aura entwined around him, making his presence more sharply sword-like.

[In the 3,642nd year, roaming the world alone with a sword, the Transformation Realm Level Jianjia Sword Technique gave you a feeling of unrivaled power, but still, you felt you could push further]

“Your heart is filled with pain, a pain that deepens day by day, tormenting you relentlessly.”

“Pursuit of the Absolute Skill is also a desire—when desires are unmet, there is pain, and when desires are satisfied, there is emptiness. You are tormented by both pain and emptiness repeatedly.”

“The 8,340th year, you meditate in the mountains. You begin to observe every blade of grass and tree in the world, trying to uncover the true essence of the Jianjia Sword Technique from them.”

“In the twelve thousand four hundredth year, thousands of years have passed in your meditation. You gain a new understanding of the worldly flora and from every flower and blade of grass, you find what you have desperately sought but could not attain.”

“Suddenly enlightened, your Sword Dao achieves a fundamental breakthrough.”

“Realization: Sword Heart Clarity.”

“Jianjia Sword Technique. Dark Rank Middle Grade (Return to Nature).”

“Time remaining for Refinement: seventeen thousand six hundred forty years.”

“…”

“Boom~~~”

A radiant sword intent shot out from the top of your head, soaring straight into the clouds!

“Come back to me!”

Ning Daoran shouted loudly.

The upward momentum of that sword intent halted abruptly, transforming into a green essence that seeped back into Ning Daoran’s Heavenly Spiritual Root.

Sword Heart Clarity Realm!

If others from the Chaotic Sect knew that Ning Daoran had also achieved Sword Heart Clarity, what would they think?

“Whew!”

He secretly rejoiced, sat down again, and began to nurture his Sword Heart Clarity and to reacquaint himself with the Jianjia Sword Technique.

He never imagined that cultivating the Jianjia Sword Technique to Return to Nature could lead to the realization of Sword Heart Clarity.

A pure serendipitous gain!

Now possessing Sword Heart Clarity, wielding the twelve Flying Swords combined with the Sword Array would certainly be extraordinarily powerful!

Of course, the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation with the twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords was Ning Daoran’s greatest trump card.

He would avoid using it if possible and continue to keep a low profile.

Such a powerful weapon was truly fearsome once revealed—who knows if it would attract the attention of Nascent Soul or even Divinity Transformation level old monsters.

If such high-level old monsters were indeed drawn here, what good could come of it?

Being taken in as a disciple would be the best outcome.

Otherwise, he could either be killed outright or subjected to a Soul Search.

Or perhaps taken as a disciple superficially, but in reality waiting for an opportunity to seize him.

In the Cultivation World, geniuses are common, but those who survive to the end are few.

Ning Daoran, having been in the Cultivation World for over twenty years, was no longer the greenhorn he once was.

He was even more adept at the various aspects of the Cultivation World than some Loose Cultivators; if he really wanted to, he could certainly make a name for himself.

“…”

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“Hmm?”

Just then, the spiritual energy in the air suddenly stirred.

“This isn’t right!”

Ning Daoran swiftly surged to the surface and from a distance, he saw a spirit cloud obscuring the sky over Purple Cloud Peak, nearly enveloping the entire Chaotic Sect.

Moreover, this spirit cloud contained an overwhelmingly strong Golden Core aura!

Someone was about to perform the Core Formation!

Ning Daoran stiffened slightly, already guessing who it might be.

On Purple Cloud Peak, only the Third Elder, Ning Qing, had completed the Perfect Foundation Establishment—no one else had such a foundation.

He immediately sent a Sound Transmission Talisman to Han Bing: “Is Martial Uncle Ning trying to form a core?”

Not long after, Han Bing’s Sound Transmission Talisman came: “Yes, my master has been planning this for many years. Today, with enough preparation, she began the Core Formation.”

“Hoping all goes well!”

After expressing his well-wishes, Ning Daoran continued with his closed-door cultivation.

Six months later.

The news of Ning Qing’s successful Core Formation spread throughout the Chaotic Sect.

With that, the Chaotic Sect now had a second Golden Core cultivator, and one who was a Sword Cultivator, giving them a great advantage in offensive capabilities.

Ning Qing’s Core Formation was indeed inspiring for the entire Chaotic Sect!

Of course, with some rejoicing, others were in distress.

The Great Elder Gongyang Yan, who was the eldest among the disciples, had still not achieved a Breakthrough and remained at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

Evening, when the sunset is endlessly beautiful.

At the summit of True Yang Peak, Gongyang Yan sat on a huge rock, watching the sun set, his face full of resignation.

That setting sun was like his fate.

As the Great Elder with not much life left, if he couldn’t form a core, his path in life would end here.

And his main cultivation, the True Yang Furnace Technique, had not yet reached perfection—without a breakthrough, he likely wouldn’t even qualify to form a core.

“Master Uncle.”

A voice came from behind—Jiang Yu spoke: “If you wish to form a core, I might be able to show you a clear path, but I don’t know if you’d be willing to put aside your pride and seek advice humbly.”

“Oh?”

Gongyang Yan turned around: “What do you mean, Sect Master? Please speak frankly.”

“I know of one man, whose talent in cultivation techniques is extremely astonishing. He’s extremely low-key and secretive, keeping it to himself. His True Yang Furnace Technique must have reached perfection.

Why don’t you prepare a generous gift and seek his advice on cultivating the True Yang Furnace Technique to perfection? Perhaps, it might facilitate your achievement of the Golden Core.”

“Ah?”

Gongyang Yan’s eyes sparkled instantly: “Niece, speak quickly, who is it?!”

“…”

Late at night, Qiongbi Peak.

Suddenly, a very soft voice came from outside the Small Cloud Mist Array: “Nephew Ning, it’s your Great Elder Uncle… Could you open the door and see me?”