Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 217 - 215: Demanding a Price
Chapter 217: Chapter 215: Demanding a Price
Back then, when Lin Chi’s soul token cracked and he died within the Cangnan Secret Realm, the Soul-devouring Demon remained haunted by the incident, determined to find out who exactly had killed his most beloved disciple.
Fifty years later, when the Cangnan Secret Realm opened once again, the Soul-devouring Demon secretly sent disciples to infiltrate it. They located the place where Lin Chi had died in battle. Although Lin Chi’s bones were no longer there, they discovered a jade talisman buried beneath the grass and dirt at the site of his death, which had been buried for a full fifty years.
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Before his certain death, Lin Chi had secretly imprinted the murderer’s Divine Soul Imprint inside the jade talisman.
This was the depth of a True Disciple from a first-class sect, capable of leaving such a contingency even in death.
At that time, Ning Daoran was still green and failed to notice the opponent’s subtle tactic.
Therefore, for these years, the Soul-devouring Demon had been searching for the murderer from that year. He remembered the Divine Soul aura inside the jade talisman very clearly. The moment he captured a strand of Divine Soul from among the Paperfolk, he was almost certain that the killer was this Independent Practitioner Jianjia!
As for the last trip to the Feixing Secret Realm, the Soul-devouring Demon just scanned Ning Daoran with his Divine Sense and didn’t come into contact with the Divine Soul aura. At that time, he didn’t regard Independent Practitioner Jianjia as important, considering him a minor character.
Yet, he hadn’t expected that this person would turn out to be the enemy he had been seeking for many years!
“Cangnan Secret Realm?”
Ning Daoran pondered slightly, “Back then, I indeed entered the Cangnan Secret Realm as a Loose Cultivator and did kill a few disciples from the Soul Devouring Sect. As for whether your disciple Lin Chi was among them, who could remember that?”
“Give up your life, you wretch!”
The Soul-devouring Demon was utterly enraged.
The two engaged in an intense battle once more, with magical treasures flying all over the sky.
However, the defense of the Soul-devouring Demon’s blood-colored turtle shell was too formidable, even the Azure Dragon Spear couldn’t break through.
Ning Daoran frowned, realizing he would have to use the Golden Silk Sword to break through the blood-colored turtle shell. The timing had to be perfect. The moment when the turtle shell broke would also be the moment to kill the Soul-devouring Demon and rid the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World of this menace!
“Wretch, meet your end!”
After dozens of rounds, the Soul-devouring Demon suddenly vibrated his arms, and unexpectedly, the turtle shell flipped in mid-air, barreling straight towards Ning Daoran.
“Go!”
Ning Daoran raised his hand and threw the Big Green Dragon, bolstering it with a strand of Evergreen Technique Power. Immediately, the Big Green Dragon expanded, propping against the inside of the turtle shell with its sharp spear radiance, sparks flying everywhere!
“Take my sword!”
A ray of light penetrated the turtle shell, embodying into the Soul-devouring Demon’s body, and a sword slashed down unexpectedly – the elderly demon who specialized in Demon Techniques had also cultivated a sword technique.
“Who can’t?”
Ning Daoran raised his hand to draw a mid-grade spiritual long sword. The Sword Heart Clarity reflected, and he activated the Jianjia Sword Technique. Instantly, a strand of sword qi cleaved forth, clearly more profound than the Soul-devouring Demon’s sword technique!
“You’ve mastered the realm of Sword Heart Clarity?!”
The Soul-devouring Demon tumbled rapidly to avoid Ning Daoran’s sword, but in doing so, he also exposed many flaws.
“Die!”
Ning Daoran steeled his heart and at the moment his sword cleaved, he also brought out the Bamboo Leaf Blade and Spirit Cage Silk, two magical treasures, attacking the Soul-devouring Demon simultaneously!
However, at the next second, Ning Daoran felt a chill in his heart – this flaw was deliberately exposed by his opponent.
Just as the Spirit Cage Silk cut open a section of the Soul-devouring Demon’s robe sleeve and the Bamboo Leaf Blade cleaved through the Soul-devouring Demon’s shoulder blade, the old demon suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a blood-colored flying sword!
Too close and too quick to dodge, he could only twist his body to avoid a vital hit!
A second later, Ning Daoran felt intense pain in his right shoulder. His second-tier top-grade spiritual tool, the Profound Flame Armor, was penetrated instantly, and then the blood-colored flying sword pierced through his right shoulder, creating a bloody hole!
That flying sword, how sharp was it to pierce through even top-grade spiritual inner armor?
“Die!”
The Soul-devouring Demon was ecstatic inside. It wasn’t until he brought out the Ghost Tooth Sword, an ancient treasure, that he finally succeeded in severely injuring Independent Practitioner Jianjia!
The Ghost Tooth Sword made a sharp turn in mid-air, aiming straight for Ning Daoran’s forehead, both fast and accurate!
At that moment, dodging with movement technique was impossible. Given the Soul-devouring Demon’s profound mastery of magical treasures and with Ning Daoran already injured, trying to dodge was as hard as reaching for the heavens!
In a flash, a stream of mist rose from within his body, instantly forming an ice wall in front of Ning Daoran’s chest.
“Peng~~~”
The strike from the Ghost Tooth Sword was directly deflected!
“The Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet?!”
The Soul-devouring Demon was greatly startled: “This treasure is actually on you? Perfect, it belongs to me now!”
Saying this, the Soul-devouring Demon raised his palm, and an overwhelming force of Soul Devouring Demon Technique mana crushed down, the Ghost Tooth Sword and Soul-locking Bell falling together in attack!
Although the Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet was a defensive and offensive supreme treasure, it would naturally fail if continuously attacked.
For a moment, the Soul-devouring Demon’s central gate was wide open, relying on the protection of the blood-colored turtle shell, his fighting style became extremely bold and expansive.
This was exactly the opportunity Ning Daoran had been waiting for.
Raising the Qiushui Sword, he activated the Returning to Nature Level Jianjia Sword Technique, and countless green Jianjia Sword Intents surged up.
“Trivial skills!”
The Soul-devouring Demon naturally didn’t regard these Dark Rank Techniques highly, finding them inadequate in the absence of a powerful weapon to break the turtle shell.
However, within the green Jianjia Sword Intent, a Golden Silk Sword moved silently like a mayfly, rapidly accelerating when it came within a few yards of the turtle shell.
“Peng!”
With a loud noise, the blood-colored turtle shell trembled violently. Under the onslaught of the Golden Silk Sword, it indeed could not withstand, Geng Metal Essence unstoppable, directly boring a hole through the turtle shell.
The Golden Silk Sword pierced through the abdomen of the Soul-devouring Demon, delivering him a gut-wrenching strike!
“You…”
The Soul-devouring Demon’s face turned pale as he hurriedly withdrew his attack.
But at that moment, Ning Daoran produced a jade gourd in his hand—it was the ancient treasure, the Luminous Jade Gourd. After channeling mana into it, he softly commanded, “Capture!”
The Luminous Jade Gourd locked onto the ancient treasure wielded by the Soul-devouring Demon—the Ghost Tooth Sword!
“Ah?!”
The color drained from the Soul-devouring Demon’s face. Reacting swiftly as the Ghost Tooth Sword trembled in the air resisting the suction from the Luminous Jade Gourd, the Soul-devouring Demon fell through the air, despite his arms being continuously pierced by the Golden Silk Sword, and promptly retrieved the Ghost Tooth Sword into his body.
Immediately after, his face ash-grey, he lightly tapped his storage bag and fumed, “Come out!”
“MOO~~~”
Ning Daoran felt a darkness overtake the sky, and then suddenly found himself amidst utter darkness; he had been swallowed by a colossal beast and was assailed by the stench of burning flesh around him!
It was a refined corpse, crafted from a Third-tier Middle-level Demon Beast.
Analyzing the anatomical structure, it appeared to be a Barbaric Bull Demon.
At this moment, Ning Daoran was inside the stomach of the Barbaric Bull Demon!
Clever Soul-devouring Demon indeed, sacrificing a Third-tier Middle-level Demon Beast’s refined corpse just to escape?
Ning Daoran frowned, his Golden Silk Sword spinning as he began to slice through the stomach of the Barbaric Bull Demon, but the stomach lining was tough, making it exceedingly difficult to cut through.
“Enough.”
He gently tapped the Spirit Beast Bag, “Come out, it’s feeding time.”
Suddenly, a burst of fire shot out from the Spirit Beast Bag—the Fire Devouring Ants were now of use.
They swarmed en masse, gnawing fiercely, rapidly consuming the Barbaric Bull Demon’s stomach and intestines. Accompanied by the Big Green Dragon piercing through the Bull Demon’s abdomen, a blood-soaked Ning Daoran burst out.
Yet he could no longer sense the presence of the Soul-devouring Demon; that old fox had already taken the chance to flee.
For a moment, Ning Daoran felt a sense of defeat.
Failing to eliminate the Soul-devouring Demon today left a lingering threat.
Fortunately, the Soul-devouring Demon had been severely injured; the wounds inflicted by the Golden Silk Sword wouldn’t heal quickly. The Geng Metal Essence Qi, acting like a poison from the sword, wouldn’t dissipate easily.
…
“So be it.”
Ning Daoran frowned, watching over an hour as more than ten thousand Fire Devouring Ants consumed an entire Third-tier Barbaric Bull Demon corpse—it was insatiable. Luckily, the corpse had no Divine Soul, so it couldn’t feel pain; otherwise, it would have died of it.
He gathered everything and returned to the Divine Weapon Sect under the alias of Independent Practitioner Jianjia.
At this point, the grand battle of the Divine Weapon Sect was nearing its conclusion.
Mo Shaoting, leveraging his Golden Core Stage advantage and fighting injured, led a group of vindictive Divine Weapon Sect Disciples in a brave counterattack. They killed many Devouring Soul Sect disciples and actually reclaimed their sect, while a group of Array Masters were swiftly repairing the grand array.
“Fellow Daoist…”
With gratitude in his eyes, Mo Shaoting asked, “That… that Soul-devouring Demon?”
“He has already fled with injuries, Fellow Daoist need not worry.”
“Many thanks to Fellow Daoist. Such a great favor and kindness, our Divine Weapon Sect will remember forever.”
“Fellow Daoist is too courteous.”
Ning Daoran descended gracefully, whispering, “Fellow Daoist Mo, I am but a Loose Cultivator, and my assistance has its price. This time, helping the Divine Weapon Sect to recover, I want two things: first, a complete set of the Wanxiang Cloud Thunder Hammer Technique—rest assured, I will not spread it; second, I heard your sect possesses a set of Wanxiang Cloud Thunder Armor, which I also desire.”
His tone was neither urgent nor angry, “If Fellow Daoist is unwilling to provide them, I shall take them myself.”
“This…”
Mo Shaoting, a man who understood priorities, said, “Fellow Daoist Jianjia has re-created our sect. I will gladly offer both treasures with both hands. However, our sect is currently in ruins and I have an impolite request to make.”
“Please say.”
“Fellow Daoist, I hope you can stay a few more days at the Divine Weapon Sect. In a few days, I will host a banquet in your honor, and I also hope you can take on the role of our Guest Elder. Rest assured, the tribute for the Guest Elder will not be lacking.”
Ning Daoran smiled inwardly; so that was it—a wish to leverage his reputation to stabilize the position of the Divine Weapon Sect.
Although Mo Shaoting’s aspirations weren’t big before, ever since his brother died and he took over the Sect Master role, his views seemed to have expanded.
Independent Practitioner Jianjia was merely an alias, and it didn’t matter.
He would appear when needed; otherwise, Fellow Daoist Jianjia was an other-dimensional figure.
“Agreed.”
Ning Daoran nodded approvingly, “Then shall I come up the mountain to claim the treasures in three days?”
“Yes, thanks to Fellow Daoist!”
A flicker of joy crossed Mo Shaoting’s face.
As for the next three days, there was much to do like mourning the dead warriors, rebuilding the broken halls, and, of course, the most urgent matter was the appointment of the Guest Elder.
Mo Shaoting was acutely aware that pushing the Soul-devouring Demon away with the cultivation level of Independent Practitioner Jianjia was unimaginable. Currently injured, his combat abilities had greatly weakened, and securing Jianjia as a Guest Elder now, news of which would stabilize the precarious situation of Divine Weapon Sect.
