Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 669 - 667: This Peak Master Bestows a Title Upon Himself

Chapter 669: Chapter 667: This Peak Master Bestows a Title Upon Himself

"Ning Daoran!"

Zhang Qinghe’s face contorted with rage, veins bulging: "You... why do you utter such crude and vile words?"

The entire Sect Assembly was stunned.

Beside Zhang Qinghe, Long Xian’er was equally frozen in shock.

Meanwhile, the Long-named disciples who usually disdained Zhang Qinghe’s behavior couldn’t help but secretly revel in schadenfreude. As expected of Ning Keqing, the one who stormed through the entire Divine Fire Tower—truly bold!

"Why?"

Ning Daoran spoke loudly, "I, an outsider cultivator, came to the Star Sea Divine Domain seeking nothing more than to cultivate for a while in the Fierce Sun Sky Pool. To obtain this opportunity, I was willing to pay in spirit stones or treasures, and even to join the Divine Fire Sect as a guest elder. But you? Repeatedly, over and over, you obstructed me. You even went so far as to alter the ancestral rules set by the Divine Fire Sect’s patriarch just to make me lose my eligibility. What are you so afraid of?!"

He sneered coldly, "Are you afraid that if I gain influence in the Divine Fire Sect, I will stand up for the Long-named disciples and ruin your Zhang family’s schemes to seize the Sect’s foundation?"

"You..."

Zhang Qinghe’s face changed drastically: "Stop spouting nonsense!"

"I don’t have the patience to argue with you!"

Ning Daoran ascended into the air, his gaze indifferent as he briefly glanced at Zhang Qinghe, then at the several true disciples of the Zhang family. He said flatly, "When the Fierce Sun Sky Pool opens, I will enter the abyss. At that time... whoever dares to stand in my way will be killed without mercy! I mean what I say!"

"Ning Keqing..."

Huang Xianyu gritted her teeth and looked at him.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, no need to persuade me."

Transforming into a streak of tunneling light, Ning Daoran returned directly to his cave mansion.

"This scoundrel!"

Zhang Qinghe slammed his hand on the table, roaring, "Everyone, you’ve all seen it. Are we really going to allow this brute to run rampant in our Divine Fire Sect?!"

The Great Elder, his expression indifferent, showed no sign of entertaining Zhang Qinghe’s complaint.

Huang Xianyu sat quietly with her arms crossed, saying nothing.

"Husband, perhaps Ning Keqing spoke out of momentary anger," Long Xian’er said softly, biting her red lips in an effort to console him. "After all... the changes made to the trial rules of the Fierce Sun Sky Pool today were indeed highly unfavorable to him, and he always believed that all he wanted was the opportunity there."

Zhang Qinghe was filled with bitter resentment, his eyes flashing with coldness.

With this, the Sect Assembly ended in disarray and dissatisfaction.

...

Late at night.

A graceful figure landed in front of Ning Daoran’s cave mansion. Dressed in a fiery red immortal dress, it was none other than the Sect Master, Long Xian’er.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, are you within? Long Xian’er wishes to see you."

The next moment, Ning Daoran flicked his sleeve, opening the cave mansion’s door, saying, "Master Long, please enter."

"Many thanks!"

Long Xian’er stepped into the cave mansion, and under Ning Daoran’s invitation, headed to the pavilion where tea was served for guests.

"Ning Keqing..."

After sipping her tea, Long Xian’er spoke in a gentle voice, "The incident during today’s Sect Assembly... was truly a misunderstanding. I hope Ning Keqing does not take it to heart. The matter really was..."

"I don’t care."

Ning Daoran said calmly, "May I ask, Sect Master, if you were aware of Zhang Qinghe’s modification to the rules for the Fierce Sun Sky Pool trial qualifications? And furthermore, were you aware that after the modification, I would lose my eligibility to enter the Sky Pool for cultivation?"

"I..."

Long Xian’er bit her red lips: "This matter... it truly..."

"There’s no need to say more."

Ning Daoran interrupted, "What has the Divine Fire Sect become these days? Among the Six Great True Inheritor Disciples, five are from the Zhang family. The Zhang-named disciples have grown overwhelmingly dominant. Have you ever truly reflected on what you’re doing as the family head of the Long clan?"

"I..."

Glistening tears formed in Long Xian’er’s eyes. "Ning Daoran, there’s no need to push me so hard... Though I am Sect Master, I am also Zhang Qinghe’s wife. I’ve lived alongside my husband for centuries and have long treated the Zhang-named disciples as my own descendants. Since both the Long and Zhang disciples are like one family, why must there be such division? According to you, should I expel all the Zhang-named disciples just to maintain the Long family’s position?"

"Moreover..."

She frowned delicately. "The strife between the two families’ disciples within the Divine Fire Sect has already become irreconcilable. Do you think Xian’er can still control the current situation?"

"You, as Sect Master, can’t control it?!"

Ning Daoran laughed angrily before pointing at her and cursing, "Just how capable is Zhang Qinghe in bed to make a disappointment like you so weak and infatuated?!!"

"You..."

Long Xian’er burst into tears on the spot.

"You speak so righteously, Ning Daoran, chastising Xian’er like this, but have you considered Xian’er’s feelings? The Zhang-named disciples are also her juniors. She has long regarded them as her own. If it is as you claim, and our Divine Fire Sect truly descends into internecine conflict, would Xian’er not bear the blame as the Sect’s sinner?"

"You think you aren’t a sinner?"

Ning Daoran sneered, "I’ve traveled the world for years and seen many Late Nascent Soul cultivators, but never one as useless as you... For someone like you to hold the title of Sect Master, it’s no wonder the Divine Fire Sect is on a path to decline!"

"You..."

Tears clouded Long Xian’er’s vision, but just as she was about to argue, Ning Daoran raised his hand. Suddenly, a golden object wrapped in mana flew out from his storage ring.

"Long Xian’er, do you recognize this?!"

In the air hung a brilliant Red Dragon Seal, the ultimate token given by the Old Dragon Head, a symbol of supreme authority in the Divine Fire Sect—something even Sect Master Long Xian’er wasn’t entitled to possess.

"What?!"

Long Xian’er was shocked: "Grandfather’s Red Dragon Seal... How is it in your possession?"

"Long Xian’er, kneel." Ning Daoran ordered coldly.

"I..."

Long Xian’er gritted her teeth but finally knelt slowly to the ground.

"Listen carefully: the Divine Fire Star Lord entrusted the Red Dragon Seal to me, charging me with resolving the internal strife between the two families in the Divine Fire Sect. From this moment on, every word I speak is an unassailable command for you. Do you understand?!"

"I... understand..."

"Stand up."

"Yes."

Long Xian’er rose, her face still streaked with tears.

Ning Daoran’s gaze was cold: "The Peak Master of Divine Deer Peak is merely a Zhang family Golden Core late-stage cultivator. Tell me, what qualifications does he have to hold such a key Inner Sect position? You are to immediately return to Shenxiao Peak and issue an order stripping him of his title and appointing me as the new Peak Master of Divine Deer Peak. The inauguration ceremony for this will be held tomorrow morning with minimal fanfare. You are also to ensure my eligibility to enter the Fierce Sun Sky Pool for cultivation. The rest of the arrangements can wait."

"Understood."

Long Xian’er whispered softly, "Has Grandfather... truly lost all faith in me?"

"I can’t speak for your grandfather’s feelings, but I can certainly tell you that I’ve lost all faith in you."

Sitting with one leg crossed over the other, Ning Daoran looked at her calmly.

For a moment, Long Xian’er seemed at a loss, not knowing how to respond.

...

The next day, news of the new Divine Deer Peak Peak Master spread throughout the Divine Fire Sect.

Ning Daoran, along with his entourage including Big Stupid Deer and Little Bai, moved directly to Divine Deer Peak and took up residence in the Peak Master’s cave mansion. The inauguration ceremony, held in the morning, was conducted perfunctorily.

"Fellow Daoist Ning."

Long Xian’er, now adorned in a snow-white immortal dress and looking better than she had the previous night, ceremonially offered him a token. "This is the Divine Deer Peak Master’s token. I hope that after assuming the position, Fellow Daoist will nurture and guide the disciples of Divine Deer Peak, fostering countless talents."

"Please rest assured, Sect Master. I will certainly do my best!"

Ning Daoran glanced at the group of Zhang-named disciples on Divine Deer Peak and wore a chilling smile that made all of them shiver inwardly.

He said he’d do his best, but he hadn’t clarified for what—leading those disciples into a whirlwind of speculation.

"You, come here."

Ning Daoran turned to the Vice Peak Master, "Who is currently the foremost individual of Divine Deer Peak?"

"Reporting to the Peak Master, it is you, the Peak Master, who is in the Nascent Soul Early Stage and reached the ninety-ninth floor of the Divine Fire Tower. Without a doubt, you are the strongest individual on Divine Deer Peak," the Vice Peak Master replied candidly.

"Very well."

Ning Daoran’s gaze swept over Zhang Qinghe, Zhang Naiqian, and the others nearby before he said flatly, "As of now, I officially declare myself Divine Deer Peak’s foremost cultivator, securing my eligibility for the Fierce Sun Sky Pool trial."

He then smiled faintly: "Who approves? Who opposes?"

"You..."

Zhang Qinghe gritted his teeth, his heart burning with indignation, yet he dared not voice it.

"I oppose!"

Suddenly, an elderly figure stepped forward.

It was the former Peak Master, an aged Golden Core late-stage cultivator whose core had long since eroded to the point where even mid-stage strength was questionable. He had only previously held the title due to his status as a former Zhang family elder.

Now stripped of his position, the fate of the Zhang disciples under his wing was evident, prompting him to step forward to resist.

"You oppose me?"

Slowly, Ning Daoran turned his gaze. With a single motion, his right arm turned into a blur.

The old man was instantly sent flying, crashing harshly into the hall’s wall, coughing up blood, barely able to stand.

Ning Daoran’s cold gaze swept across the room once more.

"Does anyone else want to oppose me???"

"Ning Daoran, how dare you?!" Zhang Qinghe bellowed in rage.

"Qinghe."

To everyone’s surprise, it was Long Xian’er who intervened. "The appointment of Ning Keqing as Divine Deer Peak Master was my decision as Sect Master. It is final and unchangeable. Qinghe, there is no need to say more!"

"But, Xian’er..."

Zhang Qinghe tried to protest further but stopped upon seeing the icy determination in Long Xian’er’s gaze.

...

Huang Xianyu stood dumbfounded. The decisive and ruthless Ning Daoran she saw today—was this truly the same gentleman known for his gentle demeanor, brilliance in the Array Path, and jade-like elegance?

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