Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 409 - 407: Making a Comeback

“Yuzhu.”

Ning Daoran looked at this maid who had followed him since her childhood and said earnestly, “As the Sect Master, you must bear more public spirit and less personal bias. Learn from Junior Sister Han Bing. If disciples of the Chen family from Baisha River show exceptional talent, they may enter the Inner Sect, but you must not foster the power of the Chen family within the Sect. Do you understand?”

“Yes!”

Chen Yuzhu respectfully responded, “Yuzhu remembers!”

On the side, Lin Ye, Chen Xiyao, and Huang Gang quietly marveled, Ning Ancestor is so thoughtful, even considering these aspects.

“Xiyao.”

Ning Daoran once again slapped the storage bag, taking out a wrinkled handbook. This handbook contained a simplified version of the Five Thunder Technique, tailored from the original Five Thunder Divine Spells, and since Chen Xiyao possesses a third-grade thunder spiritual root and shows extraordinary talent, it aligns perfectly with her cultivation.

Her previous cultivation of the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture was profound, but the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture’s grade was only Dark Rank top-quality, which pales in comparison to the Heavenly-order Mid-grade of the Five Thunder Divine Spells.

Chen Xiyao’s core formation through the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture went smoothly, but advancing to Nascent Soul using this technique would be extremely difficult.

“This is a Thunder Skill Heart Scripture.”

Ning Daoran pushed the Five Thunder Divine Spells towards Chen Xiyao and said, “Cultivate this well, and I believe it will greatly benefit your cultivation.”

“Thank you, Grand Ancestor!”

Chen Xiyao smiled as she received it.

“Lin Ye…”

Ning Daoran’s gaze then shifted to Lin Ye and said, “You are a descendant of my brother Lin Sheng, and I have nothing particularly valuable to give you, but this flying sword, complementing the True Yang Furnace Technique, should be quite suitable.”

He pushed forward, and a third-tier mid-grade magical treasure drifted forward.

This magical treasure, originating from the storage ring of the Immortal True Monarch, was a fire attribute treasure. Though it was of limited use to Ning Daoran, for Lin Ye, it was a treasure of immense value, perfectly suitable as a lifebound magical treasure.

“Thank you, Ning Ancestor!”

Lin Ye’s eyes blazed with excitement, barely able to look away from the magical treasure flying sword; in Qingzhou’s cultivation world which ranks at the lower end in Xia Country, resources are scant, and Golden Core cultivators in Qingzhou can almost dominate. Moreover, Golden Core cultivators in Qingzhou are usually very poor, with many early-stage Golden Core cultivators using second-order spiritual artifacts their entire lives, never even dreaming of touching a third-tier magical treasure.

Thus, Ning Daoran’s magical treasure flying sword could very well be the foundational pillar of Lin Ye’s path to the grand Dao!

“Huang Gang.”

Ning Daoran looked towards the descendant of his uncle Huang Chengyan, then slapped his storage bag, from which six luminescent flying needles emerged. These needles, gains from the Mirror Flower Water Moon Secret Realm, were a third-tier mid-grade magical treasure.

Back in the day, Huang Chengyan had also given Ning Daoran a set of six flying needles as a gift. Now, Ning Daoran reciprocating with a set of mid-grade magical treasure-class flying needles to Huang’s descendant somewhat represented a full circle.

“These items were acquired by me in the Mirror Flower Water Moon Secret Realm and are of little use to me now, thus I bestow them to you.”

Ning Daoran pushed his hand forward, and the six flying needles drifted towards Huang Gang.

“Thank you, Ning Ancestor…”

Huang Gang’s heart surged with emotion, his hands trembling as he received the flying needles, treasuring them like the rarest of treasures; these third-tier mid-grade magical treasures were so valuable that selling the entire Huang family clans couldn’t afford such a set of magic treasure-level flying needles!

Ning Daoran smiled slightly, his gaze then turning towards Zhou Tieshu.

“Hehe~~~”

Zhou Tieshu felt slightly embarrassed, scratching his head and said, “Ancestor, there’s no need to give me any treasures… I’m of limited talent, and it would be a waste on me. I’m happy just watching… Hehehe~~”

“Silly boy, I don’t know what you’re laughing at.”

Ning Daoran rolled his eyes, this young man resembled his ancient ancestor Zhou Tiezhu too much.

“You have been cultivating for more than a hundred years and yet remain at the late-stage of Foundation Establishment, still unable to form your golden core, which is quite disgraceful.”

Ning Daoran slapped his storage bag, taking out a jade bottle filled with a rich medicinal scent, and flicked it towards Zhou Tiezhu, saying, “Ancestor gives you a top-quality Dust-falling Pill. Keep it well, and when you are resolute, strive to form your golden core in one go without any worries.”

“Very well!”

Zhou Tieshu respectfully accepted the jade bottle.

Ning Daoran then smiled happily, the cultivators of this generation from the Chaotic Sect truly did not disappoint; each generation was stronger than the last. Presently, there were already four Golden Cores, even the slow-witted Zhou Tieshu had reached the Late-stage of Foundation Establishment, his talents and gifts were far superior to those of Ning’s own generation.

However, Ning Daoran’s heart could not forget, in his mind, Han Bing, Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun, Liu Ruyan, and his own generation were truly irreplaceable.

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“Young Master.”

Chen Yuzhu pursed her red lips, softly speaking, “Will you be staying longer in the sect? If you are not accustomed to living at Purple Cloud Peak, perhaps you can stay at Qiongbi Peak?”

“No.”

Ning Daoran shook his head, “Now that the Little Junior Sister has passed away, the situation in the Chaotic Sect has stabilized, and my heart has no more concerns. I will be returning to the Eastern Sea with Old Lu soon, and in a few more years, I will accompany Old Lu to Sangyu Country for training. So it’s certain that I won’t return for the time being. The future of the Chaotic Sect depends on all of you, do not slacken off, and do not disappoint me and Junior Sister Han.”

“Understood!”

Everyone clasped their fists in unison and nodded in agreement.

“I will leave early tomorrow morning, you all should go back to your cultivation.”

“Yes, Ancestor!”

After everyone had left, Ning Daoran went upstairs and lay down on the bamboo bed where Chen Weimo had slept for many years, drifting into a deep sleep.

…

The next day.

Ning Daoran left the Chaotic Sect, and the journey back did not need to be too hurried. He took a flying boat out from his storage bag, and along with Big Stupid Deer, it took a full two months before they finally arrived at Liuhua Island.

Liuhua Island was just as before, unchanged.

Huang Yiyi’s capabilities were no less than Sui Zhuyue’s, managing the Immortal Island in an orderly manner.

Ning Daoran entered closed-door cultivation again. Although he had already advanced to the late Golden Core stage, he did not relax in the slightest, continuing to refine his cultivation using the Evergreen Technique, Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, and Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique, aiming for the slightest improvement in his mana.

Thus, two years passed in the blink of an eye.

“Swoosh~~”

Late at night, a shadowy figure swiftly entered the main peak, transforming into a female cultivator with a majestic chest who knelt in front of Ning Daoran. She raised her hand and touched her head, immediately raising her mana and sharing a segment of a scene with Ning Daoran.

This female cultivator was one of the B-class paperfolk Ning Daoran had dispatched to patrol the depths of the Eastern Sea.

In the scene, fleets of mana-imbued spirit boats were riding the winds and breaking the waves in the deep sea, resisting violent storms as they raced towards the direction of Xia Country from the west.

“I understand.”

Ning Daoran nodded his head. This was the third paperfolk who had brought the same information.

Finally, after lying dormant for many years, Sangyu Country once again rose to power, even setting up a display of regatta, ready to launch another war against Xia Country’s Cultivation World.

In the morning, Chen Liang from Kunpeng Immortal City arrived at Liuhua Island, informing City Lord Lin Tiannan to discuss the imminent cultivation world war.

In the afternoon, at the Southern Heaven Palace, the council hall.

Ning Daoran attended in a green robe, scanning his gaze over the twenty-plus people present; the weakest among them were at the late Golden Core stage.

Regarding the Nascent Soul stage, apart from Lin Tiannan, there was only one, True Monarch Liu Yun. As for other Nascent Souls, they couldn’t make it to Kunpeng Immortal City because Sangyu Country had acted too swiftly.

“Everyone, Sangyu Country has made a ferocious advance, and the cultivators they’ve dispatched are at least thirty percent more than in the previous great war. We must not underestimate them,” Lin Tiannan expressed his views, deeming it unnecessary to wait for their landing before engaging in battle. “Perhaps, setting up the battlefield around the Three Liuhua Islands and turning them into a frontline fortress to thoroughly block Sangyu Country’s offensive is a good plan.”

Lin Tiannan furrowed his brows, “I would like to hear everyone’s opinion.”

“The City Lord makes sense.”

A late-stage Golden Core elder mused, “Those Sangyu Country dogs are barking mad, claiming they could flatten Yunzhou, Luzhou, and Wuzhou of our Xia Country within three months—it’s ridiculous!”

The other cultivators also nodded in agreement.

“Young Friend Ning.”

Lin Tiannan looked at Ning Daoran, “I know you have managed the Three Liuhua Islands for many years, turning these islands into a battlefield is tremendously unfair to you. Rest assured, any losses incurred during this war will be compensated by Kunpeng Immortal City.”

“City Lord Lin worries too much.”

Ning Daoran stood up and clasped his fists, “Since the brats of Sangyu Country are shouting so wildly, then let’s fight, even if Liuhua Island is shattered, I am willing to bear it. After all, I am a cultivator from Xia Country, and that clarity remains.”

“What a spirited stance, Island Master Ning!”

A group of Golden Core cultivators raised their thumbs in admiration.

Ning Daoran returned their salutes one by one but internally scoffed, it’s easy for them when it’s not their sect lands being destroyed, but he believed in Lin Tiannan’s integrity. As long as Kunpeng Immortal City was willing to compensate for the damages thereafter, there would be no issues.

Besides, if Liuhua Three Islands were not used as the battlefield, the islands would inevitably be occupied sweeping through autumn leaves, resulting in even greater losses.

…

In the evening, fleets of spirit boats ascended from Kunpeng Immortal City, heading directly for Liuhua Three Islands, marking the official preparation for war by Xia Country’s Cultivation World!