Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 250 - 248 Encounter with the Fish King Again
Chapter 250: Chapter 248: Encounter with the Fish King Again
Chapter 250: Chapter 248: Encounter with the Fish King Again
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~”
One after another, fist-sized blood-red magic balls were thrown into the depths of the sea, and the next second they exploded with sky-high waves, instantaneously creating countless chaotic mana streams that shredded everything!
Even amongst these attacks, there were fleeting traces of void power!
Nascent Soul Old Monsters were terrifying like this, and this was just a most common Nascent Soul; Ancestor Xu was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and was also among the weaker ones in the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World’s Nascent Soul Ancestors.
Ning Daoran withdrew all his Divine Sense and silently watched the exploding Qi Explosion lights in front of him, confirming at last that Ancestor Xu actually couldn’t sense his exact location.
Master Lin Qing’er did not deceive me, the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique cultivated to perfection can truly evade the scrutiny of the Nascent Soul Stage!
Thus, Ning Daoran sank into the deep bottom of the sea and entered a silent state.
Above the water’s surface, Ancestor Xu lingered for several days before finally leaving.
But Ning Daoran still felt uneasy; every one of these Nascent Soul Old Monsters was a crafty old fox. After losing his trail, Ancestor Xu would certainly not easily give up on this area.
Sure enough, half a month later, thunderous roars suddenly erupted in the sky, and Ancestor Xu’s figure reappeared, stirring up a storm of waves on the sea’s surface, the Nascent Soul Spirit Pressure pressing down on the entire sea area, suffocating to behold.
Half a day later, Ancestor Xu left.
Ning Daoran still remained in the water, using the breathing method of the Evergreen Technique to draw the scant Spiritual Energy from the water to nourish and heal his own wounds. After half a month, the wounds sliced by void power had begun to heal, and fresh flesh was growing back. Although the blood scar was still frightening, it was no longer fatal.
After Ancestor Xu had gone far away, Ning Daoran still did not leave.
Once was excusable, twice coincidental, but not a third time; Since Ancestor Xu had returned once, he had to guard against a second return!
Indeed, a month later, a surge of aura arose from an island tens of miles away. Ancestor Xu, who had laid in wait for a full month, finally exhausted his patience, rising from within the island, his eyes sweeping across the entire sea area.
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“This man indeed is cunning as a fox; my careful planning has still let him escape. Enough…”
With that, Ancestor Xu swept his sleeve and departed.
…
Ning Daoran was not impatient in the deep water and lay in wait for yet another full month.
By then, his injuries had almost completely healed. Under the nourishment of Twenty Layers of the Evergreen Technique, both internal and external injuries were as good as new, even the scabs had fallen off, and his skin had once again returned to its original state.
‘It’s time…’
He released a spell, continuously running the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique, silently gliding through the water, first finding the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven in the depths of a distant sea area.
The moment he tied the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven to his waist, the Big Stupid Deer in the cave heaven cried out loudly, with tears in its eyes.
“Young master…”
Little Bai, too, was on the verge of tears, “I thought you didn’t want us anymore…”
“Big brother…”
“Brother Ran…”
Ning Daoran was also filled with mixed emotions and transmitted his voice, “I was careless, almost getting schemed to death by a Nascent Soul stage old monster. Fortunately, I have a life bigger than most, narrowly surviving. From now on, I should still be a little more cautious and careful.”
“Whoa whoa~~” Big Stupid Deer deeply agreed.
“Young master.”
Little Bai’s beautiful brows furrowed lightly, “This Ancestor Xu is said to be from the Slaying Immortal Tower. He’s after the bounty of the Slaying Immortal Tower as well as your hidden resources, young master. He was so ruthless in this attempt; we will remember this debt and will surely return it a hundredfold in the future!”
“Mm.”
Ning Daoran nodded. In this regard, the White Sheep Demon Queen was indeed ruthless.
“We can’t return to the Immortal White Dragon City for now; the city is not safe.”
Ning Daoran used Water Escape towards The White Deer, “Let’s hide outside for a year or two first, see how the wind blows, and hope that the matter of Independent Practitioner Jianjia hasn’t impacted the identity of Ning, the Array Master.”
“Mm.”
Little Bai nodded in agreement.
…
Thousands of miles away.
Ning Daoran removed his disguise and, reverting to his true appearance, burst out of the water’s surface and lightly landed on the deck of The White Deer.
A group of second-class paperfolk cheered joyously, thrilled by their master’s return.
Ning Daoran then took out his fishing rod again, heading eastward through Tianluo Sea while fishing, silently running the Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique, slightly altering the characteristics of his Divine Soul.
Now, he seemed to have no connection whatsoever with those Independent Practitioners, and even if Ancestor Xu truly came, he might not be able to recognize him.
Of course, it would still be better not to meet him; if possible, one should not challenge the scrutiny of the Nascent Soul stage, as it might be life-threatening.
Thus, The White Deer set out on its journey again, continuing to fish in the deep sea, and this time the duration would be even longer, for at least several years it would not return to the Immortal White Dragon City.
…
Several days later.
In the depths of the vast jungle south of the Immortal White Dragon City, majestic Spiritual Energy lingered like a mist; the force of the array twisted and blurred the scenery of the woods, concealing the true face behind Mount Lu.
Behind the multiple prohibitions, on top of a third-tier top-grade Spirit Vein, stood a majestic high tower. The tower had nine floors, penetrating the clouds, emanating a dignified aura.
This place was the Main Altar of Slaying Immortal Tower in Yizhou.
A gentle breeze flowed, a whiff of fragrant wind breezed past the prohibition and floated into the top floor of the Slaying Immortal Tower, materializing into a woman in a deep red dress, whose beauty could topple cities and cause fish to sink and birds to fall, yet her body exuded an overwhelming Evil Qi that was exceedingly frightening, giving this peerless beauty a stern untouchable aura.
Shen Luoyan, Tower Master of the Slaying Immortal Tower, Nascent Soul Late Stage!
“Tower Master.”
Beside the mountain of scrolls, a white-haired old man was buried underneath. This man was known as Long Xingtian, a mid-stage Nascent Soul, the Vice Tower Master of Slaying Immortal Tower. He possessed profound cultivation, and could be called the second-in-command of the tower, just below the Tower Master.
Long Xingtian glanced at the Tower Master who began snacking on the throne, and said, “Has the situation at the border finally been clarified?”
“Not so easily.”
Shen Luoyan propped her slender, lustrous snow-white legs atop the desk, holding a grape in her hand, and said, “But we don’t need to be so tense about the Black Tide. Judging from the pattern of occurring once every few hundred years, the Black Tide’s overflowing behavior seems to follow some rules. At least for now, there is no sign of it devouring the entire Eastern Wilderness.”
She snorted, “Besides, with someone of the Shen surname guarding there, there shouldn’t be any mistakes again.”
“Master…”
Long Xingtian narrowed his eyes, “Forgive my frankness, but why didn’t Senior Shen appear during the border war? If he had shown up earlier, perhaps Xia Country would have already won this Cultivation World war, and wouldn’t have lost so many Great Cultivators on the border— even Lin Qing’er’s Nascent Soul perishing is quite a pity.”
“Can I ask too much about a Divinity Transformation Stage matter?”
Shen Luoyan raised her eyebrows, “With your abilities, Long Xingtian, why don’t you go ask Shen Haoran yourself? Point at his nose and tell him, ‘As a Divinity Transformation cultivator of Xia Country, why did you not contribute to the nation’s peace?'”
“Cough, cough…”
Long Xingtian showed an embarrassed look: “How dare I…”
“During my absence, has there been anything else?”
“Nothing major, the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World has been peaceful, the country prosperous and the people safe.”
“???”
Shen Luoyan rolled her eyes and continued to enjoy the washed Spirit Fruits with her legs propped up.
“Right, there is one thing.”
Long Xingtian said, “Several months ago, it is said that Ancestor Xu left his seclusion and took action in the Tianluo Sea.”
“Oh?”
Shen Luoyan was surprised, “That old turtle has always been in retreat, and it’s rare to see him once in a hundred and eighty years. Who could have made him leave his seclusion?”
“The Independent Practitioner Jianjia.”
“The Guest Elder of the Divine Weapon Sect?”
Shen Luoyan narrowed her beautiful eyes, “What, he left the Divine Weapon Sect?”
“Indeed.”
Long Xingtian said, “It’s rumored that Independent Practitioner Jianjia was seen on the Tianluo Sea, carrying a large number of high-quality True Blood Pills. This is what attracted Ancestor Xu’s greed. Independent Practitioner Jianjia is ranked tenth on the Slaying Immortal Tower Bounty List, his head worth one hundred thousand Spirit Stones. On top of that, he has a decent number of high-quality True Blood Pills. These are likely the reasons Xu Changyang took action.”
“Humph, that old turtle is quite greedy!”
Shen Luoyan frowned and suddenly realized something, “He came to Slaying Immortal Tower?”
“Exactly.”
“Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve disciplined anyone.”
“…”
Shortly after, on the eighth floor lounge of Slaying Immortal Tower.
Nascent Soul Ancestor Xu Changyang stood uneasily.
In front of him was the Tower Master of Slaying Immortal Tower, enjoying a pot of Spiritual Wine on the throne.
“Fellow Daoist Xu is quite bold, pushing across the Tianluo Sea and killing Independent Practitioner Jianjia.”
“…”
Ancestor Xu showed an embarrassed expression, “Master, Independent Practitioner Jianjia has killed countless and is heavy in Evil Qi. Moreover, he’s on the Slaying Immortal Tower Bounty List. Shouldn’t he be killed?”
“Kill?”
Shen Luoyan said, “Independent Practitioner Jianjia is on the Bounty List because the Soul-devouring Demon offered a reward of one hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Slaying Immortal Tower just gave the Demon Path a face.”
She raised her eyebrows slightly, “Independent Practitioner Jianjia is known throughout the world for two reasons: being an enemy of the Demon Clan and an enemy of the Demon Path. Look at the many Gold Token and Silver masters in Slaying Immortal Tower, who among them took the task to kill Independent Practitioner Jianjia? You, Xu Changyang, killed Jianjia; could it be to cater to the Demon Clan or the Demon Path?”
“I know my mistake…”
Nascent Soul Ancestor Xu bowed his head, “From now on, my Xu Family will no longer interfere with Independent Practitioner Jianjia’s affairs.”
“You’d better stick to your word.”
Shen Luoyan said, “Although Independent Practitioner Jianjia is only Golden Core, he managed to escape from someone like you, a Nascent Soul. That demonstrates his abilities. Such a talented cultivator is naturally someone Slaying Immortal Tower wants to recruit. I will meet him and invite him to join Slaying Immortal Tower. If you really use any means against Independent Practitioner Jianjia again, don’t blame me for not considering the many years of our relationship.”
“Understood, I understand!”
Nascent Soul Ancestor Xu bowed and retired respectfully.
In the Tianluo Sea, late at night.
Bundles of torches were erected on the ship’s side, illuminating The White Deer with a blaze of lights.
Array Master Ning still sat steadily in the middle of the ship, a Ten-thousand-year-old Golden Silk Bamboo fishing rod gleaming brilliantly. In the water, bait made from a delicious sea bass and Ten-thousand-year-old Cold Chi Grass was slowly swimming.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, the float went under!
Array Master Ning swiftly and gently lifted the rod, and the hook pierced into the mouth of the big fish instantly. As he applied continuous force, The White Deer began to buzz with its body slightly tilting.
“Holy…”
Array Master Ning’s Divine Sense swept over and he was immediately overjoyed—finally, it had arrived. The Third-tier Late-stage Golden Dragon Spirit Carp King had taken the bait again!
