Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 408 - 406: Marking the Boat to Find the Sword

“What is your name?” Ning Daoran pointed towards a young girl in the crowd.

“I… my name is Han Wanying…”

The young girl, somewhat afraid, clung to the arm of an elderly man beside her, “Grandpa… I’m scared…”

Ning Daoran nodded, “Do you know that you possess a Third Grade Golden Spirit Root?”

“What?”

The Han Family Master was taken aback.

His astonishment was not unexpected, as the girl’s Golden Spirit Root was just an embryo, not yet fully formed. While Ning Daoran could see it with his keen vision, ordinary Golden Core cultivators would not be able to discern it.

“Come here, let me check your roots.” Ning Daoran said.

“Quickly, go, girl!”

The “Grandpa” nudged the little girl’s head, saying, “That’s Ancestor, don’t be scared…”

“Oh…”

The young girl slowly walked forward, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Ning Daoran.

‘Sigh…’

Ning Daoran sighed inwardly, not sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that this girl possessed a charm reminiscent of his Junior Sister Han Bing when she first arrived at the mountain.

To say it was reincarnation was impossible; the Junior Sister had just passed away, and the timing was not right. Besides, the notion of reincarnation was extremely mysterious in the Cultivation World. It was a pipe dream even for Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators to seek a chance of reincarnation, not to mention average cultivators. Reincarnation, what a profound matter, was not something ordinary people could fathom!

After examining Han Wanying’s roots, Ning Daoran took a slight shiver; the young girl had an extraordinarily excellent root foundation, truly a chosen one. Not only did she have the embryo of a Third Grade Golden Spirit Root, but she also had excellent martial arts roots, indeed an excellent seedling for Dual cultivation of magic and body!

“Han Wanying, you are quite remarkable.”

Ning Daoran slightly raised his eyebrows and said, “You will stay and cultivate in the Inner Sect of Chaotic Sect.”

“Ah?”

The Han Family Master’s eyes lit up; staying to cultivate in the Inner Sect was a tremendous fortune!

When Han Bing served as Sect Master of Chaotic Sect, she was very impartial and did not open convenience for the descendants of the Han Family, so there was not a single Han Family cultivator in the Inner Sect of Chaotic Sect.

Now with Han Bing’s passing, the Han Family had been worried that their influence in the Chaotic Sect would wane. After all, the Han Family’s resurgence was due to the Chaotic Sect, and if the Han Family disappeared within, the future of Qiushui Lake would likely be in jeopardy.

“Quickly kneel and thank the Ancestor!”

The Han Family Master urged immediately.

“Yes, thank you, Ancestor!”

Han Wanying quickly knelt, proving to be very obedient.

Ning Daoran nodded and then turned to look at Chen Yuzhu, “Yu Zhu, Han Wanying has excellent potential. Why not take her as your disciple personally as the Sect Master? I will leave some Cultivation Techniques behind; you can oversee her cultivation.”

“Yes!”

Chen Yuzhu nodded.

“Thank you, Sect Master…”

A group of Han Family Cultivators knelt in gratitude. To them, establishing a connection with Ancestor Ning and the new Sect Master was an incredible opportunity.

Ning Daoran simply smiled faintly; in fact, everything was due to Junior Sister Han Bing.

The fragrance of the previous generation always inadvertently continues to the next.

…

Late at night, Qiongbi Peak.

Ning Daoran took out two sets of Cultivation Techniques. One was the Jianjia Sword Technique true interpretation that he had written himself, making the truth clearer and more direct based on the Return to the True Realm, even refining the original Sword Intent of the Jianjia Sword Technique, making it slightly stronger than the version at Purple Cloud Peak.

Additionally, there was a true interpretation of the first ten layers of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, as well as several bottles of the precious True Blood Pills also left behind.

“Yu Zhu, keep these safe.”

He frowned and said to the young girl, “Han Wanying, from today on Chen Yuzhu will be your master. Follow her closely in your cultivation and do not slack off. You are a descendant of the Han Family; do not tarnish the name of Junior Sister Han Bing.”

“Yes, Ancestor.”

“Head upstairs to rest.”

“Yes!”

The little girl climbed the stairs and went up to sleep.

Ning Daoran took a deep breath, turned to look at Chen Yuzhu: “How does it feel to become the Sect Master?”

“Don’t mock Yuzhu, Young Master.”

Chen Yuzhu bitterly smiled: “If it wasn’t for the Young Master insisting, how would someone as idle as Yuzhu take on the role of Sect Master? But since the Young Master wants me to do so, Yuzhu will definitely do her utmost, just like when I first took care of Qiongbi Peak, and take good care of the entire Chaotic Sect.”

“That’s right.”

Ning Daoran nodded: “You managed Qiongbi Peak well, so you can certainly manage Chaotic Sect. Also, you now have the highest realm in the Sect and you’re my person; your words carry the most weight. Naturally, it’s most appropriate for you to take on the role of Sect Master.”

“Yes.”

Chen Yuzhu performed a formal bow: “Yuzhu will definitely do her best, not to let the Young Master down.”

“You three.”

Ning Daoran looked outside: “Come in as well.”

“Yes, Ancestor Ning!”

Outside, three Golden Core Early Stage Cultivators walked in, namely Chen Xiyao, Lin Ye, and Huang Gang.

“I’ve already spoken to Yuzhu.”

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Ning Daoran said: “Starting today, the three of you will be in charge of the Three Peaks of the Inner Sect. Junior Sister Han Bing has passed away; I hope you will assist Chen Yuzhu wholeheartedly in the future.”

Saying this, his expression became slightly stern: “Actually, it doesn’t matter who becomes Sect Master, what’s important is the flourishing of the Chaotic Sect and continuing the legacy. In my eyes, each of you holds the same status; there’s no difference in rank, so in the future, you must work together and are not allowed any infighting. Everyone should treat Yuzhu as their Senior Sister.”

“Yes!”

The three simultaneously turned and clasped their fists: “Greetings, Senior Sister Chen!”

Chen Yuzhu’s beautiful eyes revealed a smile, secretly admiring how beautifully the Young Master had arranged everything. These three previously competed with her and had never once called her Senior Sister due to her origin as a Spirit farmer from Qiongbi Peak.

Ning Daoran nodded and smiled, very satisfied.

He turned his gaze to Chen Xiyao: “Xiyao, you have exceptional talent. Don’t waste the gift from the heavens. You must cultivate diligently; Purple Cloud Peak will be relying on you to uphold it in the future.”

“Yes!”

Chen Xiyao said with a light smile: “I won’t disappoint you, great-grandpa!”

Ning Daoran then looked at Lin Ye: “Lin Ye, your ancestor Lin Sheng was as close as a brother to me. We once went into the mountains together to slay Demon Beasts and shared a life-and-death friendship. You must cultivate diligently to support our Chaotic Sect and not let me down!”

“Yes, please rest assured Ancestor Ning!”

Finally, Ning Daoran’s gaze fell on Huang Gang. He cleared his throat: “Huang Gang, your ancestor Huang Chengyan was my Martial Uncle. When I was at the Qi Refinement Realm, mingling in Yellow Dragon Square, I owed much to Martial Uncle Huang’s care for my current achievements. Now Martial Uncle Huang has been fallen in battle for the Sect for many years, but I still reminisce about the friendship we shared. So… you, as his descendant, must redouble your efforts. Chaotic Sect is the home of all of us; when necessary, protecting the Sect must be done with all your strength!”

“Yes!”

Huang Gang’s eyes shone brightly. Previously, he had only heard from his family about some connection with Ancestor Ning, but the other party had never acknowledged it.

This time, Ning Daoran personally confessed this connection. Suddenly, Huang Gang’s eyes gleamed with the resolve to die for a friend, realizing that his own ancestor was once Martial Uncle to such a renowned Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator!

“Please rest assured Ancestor Ning, Huang Gang will never tarnish our ancestor’s reputation!”

“Good!”

Ning Daoran silently sneered, thinking although Martial Uncle Huang had a fair character, he really didn’t have much of a reputation—his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Stage was pretty weak…

But no matter, Huang Gang having this determination was excellent.

“In short, starting today, each of you will assume your respective duties and strive for the growth and prosperity of our Chaotic Sect. Do not let me down!”

“Yes!”

At once, the four before him performed formal bows, their eyes filled with excitement and determination.

Ning Daoran felt a bit nostalgic. Who could have thought back in the day that those in charge of the Chaotic Sect today would be the descendants of Chen Weimo, Little Hehua, Lin Sheng, Huang Chengyan, those four?

The ways of fate are erratic, the twists of the world most wondrous.

After that, they discussed a few more matters.

When learning that Lin Yun had passed away in just over a decade, he felt very moved, and the descendants of the Lin Zhuojun’s line were quite disappointing; none managed to achieve Foundation Establishment, adding to his immense sense of nostalgia.

Late at night, Zhou Tieshu arrived.

This lad had been standing outside for a long time, too embarrassed to come in, until finally, Lin Ye dragged him in.

On Zhou Tieshu, the aura of his ancestor Little Tiezhu was quite prominent.

Ning Daoran looked at Chen Xiyao and then at Zhou Tieshu, his heart full of longing. With the two of them by his side, they could be a remembrance and memento for Little Hehua and Little Tiezhu.

The past can’t be traced back; memory is the only way to traverse through time.

Indeed, much effort is like carving a boat to seek a sword, yet so many insist on doing precisely that. It’s only through carving a boat to seek a sword that they feel the weight of memories.

Ning Daoran, even though he had become a Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator, just one step away from Nascent Soul, was still unable to detach himself from all this.

…

“Let me leave some more things for you.”

Ning Daoran patted his Storage Bag and began to distribute gifts like Santa Claus.

Indeed, in his many years of wandering outside, he had collected too many treasures. Many things he could take or leave, but for the Chaotic Sect, they were truly rare treasures!