Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 281 - 279 Return to the Sect
Chapter 281: Chapter 279: Return to the Sect
Chapter 281 -279: Return to the Sect
“Old Lu…”
Ning Daoran looked at the Chaotic Sect in the drizzling rain and softly said, “In what manner should we return to the Sect? Should we disguise ourselves as someone else and go for a look? Or should we use Earth Escape to stealthily peek at our former brothers? Or… return to the Sect with our own identities?”
“Awoooo~~~”
Big Stupid Deer nudged his shoulder, indicating that both of us are honorable gentlemen, there is no need for subterfuge.
“Okay!”
Ning Daoran turned his Storage Ring, and immediately two items he highly valued flew out from it, which were the identity jade tokens for both the man and the deer, though both were now damaged and drained of mana.
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“Let’s go, climb up the mountain from the Mountain Gate!”
“Awoooo~~~”
…
Amidst the continuous drizzle, Ning Daoran, dressed in a sapphire blue robe, moved with the self-circulating aura of a Golden Core, unaffected by even a drop of rain.
Big Stupid Deer exuded the sacred aura of a Golden Core Stage Spiritual Beast; it was only at the Foundation Establishment level when it left the Sect, but now it was very close to the Mid-stage Golden Core, walking with its head held high.
“Two seniors…”
The Outer Elder in charge of guarding the Mountain Gate, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in deep blue attire, realized the Golden Core aura emanating from Ning Daoran and the White Deer—especially from Ning Daoran, who had even reached the Middle Stage Golden Core!
In the Chaotic Sect, Golden Core cultivators are exceedingly rare, with only the Sect Master himself, and Mid-stage Golden Core… even surpasses the Sect Master’s cultivation level!
Ning Daoran spread his fingers, two identity jade tokens floated and twirled in mid-air, emitting a glowing luminescence. He said, “Fellow Daoist, we were once people of the Chaotic Sect. We left the Sect many years ago and wish to visit today.”
“You…”
This Outer Elder was nearly seventy years old. Ning Daoran had left the sect sixty years ago, at a time when this Outer Elder hadn’t even entered the Sect yet!
Moreover, Ning Daoran was always low-profile while in the Sect, barely noticeable, so it was normal that the Outer Elder did not recognize him.
“May I ask the seniors…”
The Outer Elder spoke with trepidation: “Which peak or hall did the seniors belong to back then, and what positions did you hold? I need to record it to account for it to the Sect.”
“Qiongbi Peak, Peak Master.”
“Oh?”
The Outer Elder swiftly flipped through the Sect registry, finally spotting the name on some extremely old pages.
Ning Daoran, Qiongbi Peak Master, left the Sect at: Early-stage Foundation Establishment, Age: 140, Note: Core Formation hopeless, retired to wander.
This record was already sixty years old.
Who would have thought, the person described in the notes as having no hope for Core Formation was now a Middle Stage Golden Core cultivator!
“I found it…”
The Outer Elder joyously said, “So it’s Martial Uncle Ning… Uncle, please feel free to ascend the mountain and wander wherever you wish.”
He quickly wrote the word “Returning to the Sect” in the visitor’s register. Upon seeing this, Ning Daoran felt a ripple in his heart.
“Thank you very much.”
Ning Daoran, followed by Big Stupid Deer, did not fly with tunneling light but walked up along the mountain path.
The Elder guarding the Mountain Gate grew cautious, swiftly sending out a Sound Transmission Talisman. Such significant news of a Great Golden Core Cultivator ascending the mountain had to be informed to the Sect’s upper echelon immediately!
…
In the drizzling rain, a man and a deer directly headed to the back mountain.
Inside the back mountain, grave mounds spread across.
He caught sight of the scene he least wanted to see. Among them stood a grave mound with a tombstone covered in mottled moss, and upon it, one could vaguely glimpse the blurred inscriptions—
Tomb of Elder Lin Sheng.
Suddenly, Ning Daoran’s heart felt like it had been stabbed.
This year, he was two hundred years old; Lin Sheng was ten years his senior, so if Lin Sheng were still alive, he would be two hundred and ten.
Ning Daoran indeed gave Lin Sheng a Lifespan Extension Pill. However, Lin Sheng was always courageously diligent, charging forward when contributing to the Sect, leaving behind many hidden injuries from his early years, and likely also had many injuries after achieving Foundation Establishment.
Thus, Lin Sheng could not live to the ideal age supported by the Lifespan Extension Pill.
“Senior Brother Lin…”
Ning Daoran slowly knelt down, softly saying, “Old Lu and I came back to the Sect to see you…”
The breeze scattered the rain, leaving only the silent bluestone.
“Awooo~~”
Big Stupid Deer also knelt, gently calling out.
“Senior Brother Lin…”
Ning Daoran furrowed his brow, saying, “Actually, I deceived you about many things back then. Actually… I had already cultivated the True Yang Furnace Technique to Return to Nature, actually, I had already mastered the Evergreen Technique to perfection, actually, when leaving the Sect, I was already in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment, just one step away from advancing to Golden Core…”
His eyes reddened, “Senior Brother Lin, when I came to Chaotic Sect, you were the first to truly treat me as a junior brother and genuinely cared for me. This kindness, I, Ning Daoran, will definitely remember for a lifetime!”
“Senior Brother, I am now in the Middle Stage Golden Core and advancing to Nascent Soul in the future should be no problem. Since Senior Brother has already eternally rested here, then rest well, junior brother will go and see the higher scenery for Senior Brother…”
Beside him, White Deer called out a few times, filled with grief.
…
Night, Qiongbi Peak.
Ning Daoran gracefully descended, the 77th Spiritual Field Courtyard exactly as before, and even Chen Weimo’s former 78th Spiritual Field Courtyard hadn’t changed a bit, probably constantly maintained by someone.
“Finally back, everything has stayed the same…”
Ning Daoran looked at the unchanged state of the small courtyard, revealing a smile.
“Awooo~~~”
Big Stupid Deer wagged its tail, indeed the same as when they left.
“Squeak~~”
The gate of the small courtyard opened, and the Small Cloud Mist Array dispersed. A supremely beautiful woman dressed in a long skirt, graceful and enchanting, emerged, her entire being exuding the aura of the Late-stage Foundation Establishment.
“Young Master…”
Chen Yuzhu looked at the man and deer before her, feeling as though they were separated by lifetimes. The youth in the green robe looked just as he did sixty years ago, without a trace of aging.
“Young Master, is it really you?”
Chen Yuzhu began to weep.
“It is I, Yuzhu, how have you been?”
“Fine, fine…”
Wiping away her tears, Chen Yuzhu, who was currently the head of the Chen family, managed to say while crying, “Young Master, since you’ve come home, please come inside quickly. This servant will make some tea for you.”
Inside the courtyard, the furnishings remained unchanged.
Ning Daoran felt somewhat emotional. Ordinary furniture and decorations could hardly withstand sixty years of time; it was likely they would have aged and broken down. Everything here, from every brick and tile to every plant and piece of furniture, must have been remade.
Chen Yuzhu had been thoughtful.
“Young Master, please have some tea.”
Chen Yuzhu brought over two cups of Spiritual Tea, then knelt and sat in front of Ning Daoran.
“Yuzhu, you’ve reached the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, that’s wonderful…”
After tasting the hometown Spiritual Tea, Ning Daoran said, “If I remember correctly, you should be one hundred and fifteen years old this year. Reaching the Late-stage Foundation Establishment at this age… hmm, forming a Core is hopeful!”
Chen Yuzhu’s cheeks flushed red and she replied, “Young Master overpraises me, Yuzhu has been tirelessly cultivating the Evergreen Technique you bestowed upon me, and that has brought me to the Late-stage Foundation Establishment.”
“Hmm.”
Ning Daoran said, “Late-stage Foundation Establishment is considered one of the top ranks under the Sect Master in the sect. Hasn’t the sect asked you to take up any positions like an Inner Sect Elder or the like?”
“They have, but this servant refused.”
Chen Yuzhu said, “I wish to stay at Qiongbi Peak, safeguarding this legacy, otherwise if one day the Young Master or Uncle Lu returns and there is no familiar face to be seen, it might not sit well with your hearts.”
Years later, Chen Yuzhu became increasingly understanding.
Actually, Chen Yuzhu knew in her heart that she could never quite overcome this hurdle; no matter how well she did, in Ning Daoran’s heart, she could never surpass her master Chen Weimo, who was the moonlight in Ning Daoran’s heart.
Nevertheless, the more it was so, the more Chen Yuzhu wanted to tell Ning Daoran that she too was wholly devoted to him.
“Someone is coming.”
Ning Daoran suddenly sensed something and smiled, “It’s someone familiar.”
Speaking, he waved his hand gently and said, “Since they are already here, come in for some tea.”
Outside the courtyard, stood two middle-aged Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
One was Zhou Qingshan, who had now reached the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, nearing one hundred and twenty years old. Well, the hope for forming a Core was not so great; by the time he reached Perfect Foundation Establishment, his Blood Qi and Mana would inevitably not keep up, not to mention there was no guarantee he could reach Perfect Foundation Establishment.
Back when Ning Daoran brought Zhou Qingshan to the Chaotic Sect, he saw potential in him, but this potential was only confined to the Foundation Establishment stage, which was already quite sufficient. Over the years, Zhou Qingshan had thrived in the Chaotic Sect, his status ever increasing, able to give back to Dragon Flying Village and shine for the village.
The other person was Lin Yun.
Lin Yun’s Spirit Root was slightly better than Zhou Qingshan’s but took some wrong turns in his early years, wasting much time. So, he too was at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, and his future would likely be similar to that of Zhou Qingshan; the chance for Core Formation was not promising, and attempting it would carry serious risks, potentially resulting in the same outcome as Chen Ping’er.
“Uncle Ning!”
Lin Yun stepped into the courtyard with a smile, “You’re back!”
“Yes, it’s Lin Yun,” Ning Daoran returned the smile.
“Grandfather! Ancestor Lu!”
Zhou Qingshan entered the courtyard and paid his respects.
“Qingshan, well met.”
Ning Daoran smiled and nodded, “Come in, please, don’t stand on ceremony.”
“Yes!”
After the two sat down, Lin Yun looked at Ning Daoran and said, “Uncle Ning, you’ve reached the Mid-stage Golden Core?”
“Yes.”
Ning Daoran said, “I stumbled upon some opportunities while outside, just by luck.”
Lin Yun knew well that it wasn’t just luck; his father had warned him before he passed away not to underestimate this Martial Uncle Ning, who was always discreet but formidable.
Zhou Qingshan asked, “Grandfather, are you staying to revive our Chaotic Sect now that you’ve returned… or are you leaving again?”
“I’ll be leaving; I just came back to take a look.”
Ning Daoran said, “The outside world is vast with much unknown waiting for Old Lu and me to explore. You all stay in the Chaotic Sect and cultivate well; you still should all try to attempt forming a Core.”
“Yes.”
The three juniors nodded in unison.
Ning Daoran then looked toward Purple Cloud Peak and mentioned, “I can’t sense Junior Sister Han Bing’s presence at all, is she in seclusion?”
“Exactly.”
Lin Yun said, “The Sect Master ventured out recently and is currently in seclusion. However, Uncle Ning, the news of your return has spread, and the Sect Master should be out soon.”
“Good.”
Ning Daoran nodded, then decided to wait for his Young Junior Sister at Qiongbi Peak.
…
Not long after, someone else flew from afar towards the courtyard, apparently from True Yang Peak. Over a dozen Inner Sect disciples stayed outside, while one handsome young cultivator approached the courtyard and respectfully said, “Junior Lin Ye, greets the World-Master Uncle!”
“Lin Ye, who is that?” Ning Daoran was surprised.
Chen Yuzhu laughed and said, “This Lin Ye is now a celebrity in the sect; he is the descendant of Senior Brother Lin Sheng, currently holding the position of True Yang Peak Master, and is immensely talented!”
