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Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 200 - 198 Feng Wuliang
Chapter 200: Chapter 198 Feng Wuliang
Sword casting shop, Ning Daoran’s narrow room.
He felt a bit embarrassed, as it was his first time bringing a girl back to his room, except, of course, Little Bai didn’t count.
“My humble abode is simple, I hope Fellow Daoist Chen wouldn’t mind.”
Ning Daoran walked ahead, and upon opening the door, he was met with the sight of Little Bai slowly rising from her chair.
“Ah?”
Chen Ping’er was taken aback. Even the calm and proficient master of the Floating Duckweed Workshop was slightly flustered as she had never experienced such a situation. Could this beautiful woman dressed in white be Ning Daoran’s Daoist couple?
“Cough cough…”
Ning Daoran said, “Fellow Daoist Chen, this is my maid, named Little Bai. Little Bai, go brew tea with the finest leaves.”
“Yes.”
With a bow, Little Bai proceeded to prepare the tea, her beautiful eyes casually sweeping over Chen Ping’er’s waist.
“…”
Chen Ping’er felt uncomfortable all over, sensing something unkind in the other woman’s gaze.
What was more terrifying… when Chen Ping’er’s eyes met with Little Bai’s, she felt an inexplicable fear as if it would be effortless for the other to kill her.
This woman’s cultivation… was unfathomable!
Yet, contrary to all expectations, Little Bai was extremely obedient and went off to brew tea at Ning Daoran’s behest.
And in such a cramped space, where Little Bai had to smooth out her skirt and could only sit atop the bed with her full hips, affairs were quite cheeky.
Why should such a woman serve as Ning Daoran’s maid?
Chen Ping’er was speechless, and in the Cultivation World, the so-called maid… was very likely also part-time warmer of beds. Could it be that Ning Daoran and this Little Bai also…
For a moment, Chen Ping’er’s mind was a little chaotic, completely unable to figure out Ning Daoran.
“Master, Fairy, please enjoy the tea.”
Little Bai presented two cups of tea, then stood quietly to one side.
“I have some matters to discuss with Fellow Daoist Chen. Little Bai, go outside and keep watch, don’t let anyone disturb us.”
“Yes, Master!”
Little Bai left gracefully, without a hint of objection, as if all of this was completely natural.
Ning Daoran silently appreciated the benefits of controlling a Divine Soul—mainly having one who listens.
After casting a few spells, Ning Daoran set up an isolation prohibition capable of comparing to a Second Rank Middle Stage Isolation Array Formation with an ever-increasing deft touch.
“Fellow Daoist Ning…”
Chen Ping’er pressed her red lips together: “I apologize for visiting so late at night, but if there were any other way, I would not have troubled Fellow Daoist like this.”
“Fellow Daoist Chen, please speak plainly.”
Ning Daoran smiled and said, “Fellow Daoist and I have known each other for many years. As long as it doesn’t involve too much of my own interests, I’ll certainly help if I can.”
“Very well, then I’ll be straightforward.”
Chen Ping’er said, “The Sealing Family’s Golden Core Ancestor, Feng Wuliang, has already directly warned the Floating Duckweed Workshop. He’s declared that within a few days, he will leave none of us unscathed, using rather harsh words.”
She frowned slightly, “Although the Floating Duckweed Workshop has some Guardian Cultivators, they are only at the Foundation Establishment level and are no match for a Golden Core Ancestor. Although violent acts are prohibited within Fanshu City, after all, he is a Golden Core Ancestor with many connections among the cultivators in the city, so I still worry about unexpected incidents.”
“Fellow Daoist Ning.”
She looked up at Ning Daoran and said, “I dare to ask to rent your Second Order High Grade All Heavens Thunder Suppression Array… With this array defending the Floating Duckweed Workshop, even if a Golden Core Ancestor comes, he might not necessarily be able to touch us.”
“All Heavens Thunder Suppression Array?”
Ning Daoran raised an eyebrow slightly: “Renting it out is not an issue, but as for the rent…”
“Three hundred Spirit Stones per day. If the array is damaged, the Floating Duckweed Workshop is willing to compensate at the price required for repairs. What do you think, Fellow Daoist?”
“Agreed.”
Ning Daoran immediately took out paper, brush, and inkstone: “Since that’s the case, let’s have it in black and white, otherwise I would not dare to lend out such an expensive array.”
The All Heavens Thunder Suppression Array was a Second Order High Grade Array technique, which according to costs of materials and crafting, would have a true price of over twenty thousand Spirit Stones and was not something to be lent casually.
Although the Floating Duckweed Workshop was financially strong, twenty thousand Spirit Stones was by no means a small amount for them either, hence the proposal of this “rental” agreement.
Chen Ping’er swiftly wrote an IOU, and after affixing her seal, she did not forget to stamp her own Divine Soul Mark upon it.
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“It’s done.”
Ning Daoran put the receipt away. With a pat on his Storage Bag, six Array Flags and six Array Plates flew out, and he said, “Although this All Heavens Thunder Suppression Array is not large, it should be enough to cover the entire Floating Duckweed Workshop. Here is the control Jade Talisman. Please use it carefully. Also, as this is a Killing Array with immense power, take great care during use to avoid unnecessary casualties.”
“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning!”
Chen Ping’er put away the array, her face full of gratitude. She then took nine hundred Spirit Stones from her Storage Bag and said, “This is the advance payment for three days’ rental. Please accept it, Fellow Daoist.”
“In that case, I could not refuse.”
Soon after, Chen Ping’er sipped her tea and then left in a hurry.
Ning Daoran watched her leave, feeling a bit of sentiment. If only there were a few more people like Chen Ping’er.
He still had many arrays that could be rented out.
It would be ideal if a big spender could also rent the Third-tier Middle-grade White Feather Flowing Sound Array; that one was too expensive, with a starting rental cost of at least one thousand Spirit Stones a day.
In such a case, he could earn money just by lying down, and his cultivation journey would indeed be perfect…
By the side, Little Bai stood respectfully, a look of reverence in her eyes.
“What are you looking at?” Ning Daoran asked.
With a gentle smile, Little Bai said, “Master, do you like this fairy?”
“I wouldn’t say like,” he replied, “at best it’s just alright.”
“I see, but at least the fairy likes the master…”
“How could you, a sheep, understand human feelings of love and affection?”
Ning Daoran glanced at her and said, “Besides, the Great Dao is magnificent, and longevity is unpredictable. In the face of cultivation and the Heavenly Dao, what counts as human affection and fondness?”
“…”
Little Bai was slightly startled, and when she looked again at her master, she felt he truly was a cultivator with a steadfast Daoist heart.
…
Days flew by in the blink of an eye.
The uproar in Fanshu City over the Golden Core Ancestor of the Feng Family, Feng Wuliang, who was about to strike against Fu Ping Workshop, had unexpectedly died down without further developments. That Sealing Family Ancestor never appeared before the eyes of the many cultivators.
It seemed as if the harsh words he had uttered days ago were just empty threats.
Fu Ping Workshop was at peace and continued to thrive in business.
Ning Daoran himself was happy to collect the daily rental fee of three hundred spirit stones, living exceedingly comfortably.
One day, under a clear autumn afternoon sky, cloudless for miles around,
an old man dressed in a grayish-white robe appeared on the streets of Fanshu City. His cheekbones were high, giving him a bright and alert look, with a pair of eyes that concealed a mysterious depth.
This person, in fact, was Feng Wuliang, the Sealing Family Ancestor, disguised with a different appearance.
“Hmm?”
Feng Wuliang’s powerful Golden Core Divine Sense swept through Fu Ping Square and easily detected the fluctuations of the array’s strength beneath it. The opposition was clearly prepared; judging by the intensity of the mana fluctuations, the array was at least a Second Order High-Grade level.
“Quite a workshop, this Fu Ping Square…”
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Feng Wuliang’s eyes. Naturally, he would not act like a headless fly and bump into Fu Ping Workshop. If he did so, even though he could destroy the workshop, he would undoubtedly be greatly weakened himself.
With not much of his lifespan left, he would not take such a risk.
With that thought, Feng Wuliang gently waved his sleeve, assuming the guise of a pedantic and soured scholar, bypassing Fu Ping Workshop. He strolled leisurely along West Ping Lake, contemplating how he could avoid the array and still make a move against Fu Ping Workshop.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Feng Wuliang’s extended Golden Core Divine Sense caught several breaths coming from the lake.
He squinted his eyes and peered into the distance, only to see a young man in a green shirt standing on the back of a turtle, surfing in the deep water.
“Is that a Green Water Turtle?”
Feng Wuliang’s pupils slightly contracted as he said, “I’ve searched half my life for a Green Water Turtle without success, yet there’s one in Fanshu City. Moreover, it’s a Foundation Establishment stage Green Water Turtle… No, wait!!!”
Suddenly, his pupils shrunk dramatically. “This Green Water Turtle has both water and wood attributes, a return to its ancestral bloodline?”
For a moment, the eyes of the Sealing Family Ancestor were filled with greed. Without any reservation, he directed his Divine Sense towards Ning Daoran. That youngster was merely at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, and even if he had a Green Water Turtle at the same stage…
For him, Feng Wuliang, taking them down was as easy as turning over one’s hand!
“Kid, you can’t blame me for this,” Feng Wuliang stared fixedly at the turtle and sneered, “This spiritual beast is fated with me; perhaps it could help me extend my lifespan. If you’re to blame, it’s for being too careless, bringing such a rare beast out to flaunt in public!”
“Here I come!”
While speaking to himself, Feng Wuliang cast a couple of spells on himself and dashed away, initiating the Water Escape Skill. He transformed into a streak of spiritual light moving at high speed beneath the water, heading towards the man and turtle in West Ping Lake.
…
On the turtle’s back, Ning Daoran stood with his arms folded, enjoying the breeze coming off the lake.
The air above the lake was remarkably fresh, conjuring the taste of Yangcheng Lake’s hairy crabs…
“Hmph!”
He slowly tilted his face, his gaze flickering towards the almost imperceptible light tunneling through the water.
Ning Daoran’s Divine Sense was incredibly sharp, and he had actually noticed Feng Wuliang when the latter swept over him with his Golden Core Divine Sense; however, he had not taken action, simply wanting to see what the Golden Core cultivator intended to do.
And indeed, he had waited for just that.
This Golden Core cultivator… actually wanted to act like a robber cultivator, committing violence within the city!
…
Underwater, Feng Wuliang’s form fashioned from the Water Escape Skill shot through like lightning.
This person was quite the exception, having cultivated the Water Escape Skill to perfection!
“Buzz—”
Suddenly, a prohibition rose from beneath the water, like an invisible wall being erected within it.
“This is bad!”
Feng Wuliang quickly tried to change direction, but the aura of his Golden Core still crashed against the suddenly risen prohibition!
“Boom!”
Lake water splashed up on one side of Feng Wuliang, while the water around Ning Daoran remained undisturbed.
“Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?” Ning Daoran asked with a smile.
Feng Wuliang released a robust Golden Core aura, looking indifferent, “The young friend’s Green Water Turtle is fated with me. I am willing to offer one thousand spirit stones for the turtle, hoping the young friend will grant me this favor.”