Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 427 - 425 Giant Rock Sect

With a slight smile, Ning Daoran raised his hand and tossed out a B Class Paper Man, saying, “After I teleport, dismantle the Transmission Stone in the southeast corner and hide it, to prevent others from utilizing this transmission array and leaving me any trouble.”

The B Class Paper Man nodded vigorously.

Ning Daoran turned to glance at the outside world, then stepped into the Transmission Array, not looking back again.

“Boom——”

Amid the loud noise, Ning Daoran’s body was enveloped by countless rays of light and surged into the sky. After a very brief moment of dizziness, he felt as though his body was being pulled apart inch by inch. When a few breaths had passed, his body sank, and he was already inside another very primitive Transmission Array.

The other end of the Ancient Transmission Array was actually hidden within a completely sealed mountain cave. Upon releasing his Divine Sense to probe, Ning Daoran discovered that this mountain cave was separated from the outside world by a river. To reach the outside world, one needed to pass through the river.

It was quite concealed, no wonder it had gone undiscovered for so many years.

He rapidly cast dozens of prohibitions to hide the Transmission Array, then activated the Water Escape Skill and dived into the river. After dozens of breaths, he leapt out of the water, stepped onto a piece of driftwood, and drifted down the river.

“This place…”

Ning Daoran frowned slightly; he currently did not know where he was in Sangyu Country.

Soon after, an old fisherman appeared on the riverbank. The old man was leisurely fishing, and next to him, a cooking pot was bubbling, simmering a pot of fragrant tea.

With a glance, Ning Daoran understood that the old man was a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator, which was nothing but an ant in the Cultivation World, but to the common people of the mortal world, he was a figure with heaven-reaching abilities.

“Fellow Daoist.”

Ning Daoran, standing on the driftwood, clasped his fist and smiled, “I am a roaming cultivator, unfamiliar with this place, may I ask where this is? Which part of Sangyu Country am I in?”

“Oh?”

At first, the old fisherman didn’t take the matter seriously, but after sensing carefully, he realized that Ning Daoran was concealing Golden Core energy. The old man’s expression instantly turned solemn, and he hurriedly put down the fishing rod, respectfully clasping his fist, “Reporting to the senior, this place is Hunhua County, located in Qinzhou of the west territory of Sangyu Country. If there’s anything else senior wishes to ask, I will answer everything to the best of my knowledge.”

“Thank you, that’s all I wanted to know.”

Ning Daoran smiled happily, continuing to guide the driftwood down the river.

The old man bowed and waited until Ning Daoran had disappeared before he resumed fishing, his heart filled with excitement and joy; he had spoken with a Golden Core Stage Great Cultivator, his life was not wasted!

On the driftwood, Ning Daoran took out a map he had prepared beforehand, confirmed his location, and decided to follow the river downstream to learn about the local customs before anything else, to blend into Sangyu Country as quickly as possible to avoid any slip-ups.

Thus, he drifted on the driftwood for half a month.

Within that half-month, he stood on the driftwood practicing the Dragon Demon Stakes, continuously honing his Dragon Demon Heart Scripture’s cultivation.

But he soon discovered that his Dragon Demon Heart Scripture at the Twentieth Layer seemed to have reached a bottleneck; no matter how hard he tried to temper and refine his body, further progress in the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture was minimal, almost negligible.

This wouldn’t do!

He frowned. The Dragon Demon Heart Scripture was the foundation of his Martial Arts, and it had to reach the Twentieth Layer, at least to catch up with Shen Luoyan.

Just then, not far from the riverbank, wisps of smoke were rising, accompanied by the sound of crying.

“Hmm?”

Ning Daoran frowned and lightly stepped on the driftwood, finally leaving the region where he had lived for half a month, and floated towards the riverbank. As he slowly walked forward, he saw a young man kneeling before a grave, burning paper money and crying his heart out.

“Father, mother, your son is incompetent. You spent all your savings to send me to the Sect, but after more than ten years, I haven’t learned any skills…”

“Your son is dull-witted, those Immortal Laws… they are just like Heavenly Books, totally beyond my understanding…”

His crying became more and more sorrowful, “Now, your son has also contracted a strange illness. Not long from now, I will go to the Netherworld to accompany father and mother, please wait for me on that path…”

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Ning Daoran saw the situation very clearly.

This youth is at the Qi Refining Fourth Level, which, given his age, indeed indicates rather dull aptitude. Moreover, his arm and half of his face are covered by a fish-scale-like skin that is extremely tough, resembling stone.

Indeed, it’s a strange illness!

At that moment, Ning Daoran felt a sudden impulse and floated out, keeping his aura at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, just right for the Late-stage Qi Refining, and instantly transformed into a fresh-faced young man, saying, “Fellow Daoist, I did not intentionally eavesdrop on your conversation. I happened to pass by. May I have a look at your strange illness?”

“Ah?”

The youth was slightly startled, but quickly realizing that Ning Daoran’s realm was higher than his own, that he was actually a Late-stage Qi Refining, he clenched his teeth and said, “Fellow Daoist… you are…?”

“I am Ning Qiuhai, a Loose Cultivator, who has followed my master and studied cultivation and medicine for many years. I have a rather superficial understanding of medical arts and am quite interested in your strange illness. May I have a look to see if I can help?”

“So, you’re Fellow Daoist Ning!”

The youth’s face lit up with excitement, and he said, “I am Zheng Ting, a disciple of the nearby Giant Rock Sect. Could it be that you can really cure this Stone Scale Disease? Not just me, many fellow senior brothers and sisters have also contracted this strange illness. It’s very troublesome.”

“Let me have a look first. It’s too early to say if it can be cured.”

“Alright.”

Perhaps because they were of the same age, Zheng Ting quickly rolled up his sleeve to reveal the half of his arm covered with fish-scale-like stone skin. Grinning through clenched teeth, he said, “The skin infected by the strange illness has already lost sensation. Sometimes it itches so much that I want to scrape all the skin off this arm, but I am reluctant to lose the arm; otherwise, I would have really done it.”

Ning Daoran smiled faintly.

He lifted a finger and placed it on the stone skin, immediately feeling a wisp of evil spirit strength surge into his finger. Frowning, he silently circulated the Evergreen Technique to crush this evil force, then used the Evergreen Technique combined with the Golden Core Divine Sense to probe the pathological changes in the muscles.

After a while, he contemplated and preliminarily came to some conclusions.

It seems this young man has indeed encountered an evil spirit. This Stone Scale Disease is not a strange illness at all, but a kind of evil spirit aura clinging to the human body, constantly consuming the youth’s Primordial Qi and Blood Essence. Over a long period of ten to twenty years, or as short as three to five years, this youth’s Essence Qi would definitely be drained.

And judging from his words, many disciples within the Giant Rock Sect also suffer from Stone Scale Disease, suggesting that the evil spirit is most likely hiding within the Giant Rock Sect, or at least nearby.

“Fellow Taoist Zheng.”

Ning Daoran furrowed his brow and said, “I cannot determine the true cause of this disease in a short time. It may be related to the water you drink, the food you eat daily, or the environment where you live. I wonder if I could follow you up the mountain to your Sect to investigate. Perhaps I can truly cure this Stone Scale Disease.”

“Really?”

Zheng Ting was overjoyed: “If Fellow Daoist can truly cure Stone Scale Disease, it would be a great favor to our Giant Rock Sect. I will take you back to the Sect right now!”

“Good!”

Ning Daoran nodded with a smile.

Having just arrived, visiting the Giant Rock Sect was firstly to get familiar with the local customs of the Cultivation World, secondly to exterminate the evil spirit and accumulate merit, and thirdly to gather some materials. The bodies of such evil spirits are generally ancient spiritual beings, which are excellent materials.

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So, half a day later.

At dusk, an ancient mountain gate lay before them.

It was not particularly majestic, clearly revealing it as a Second-class Sect. The gatekeeper, who was at the Qi Refining Ninth Level, was finally persuaded by Zheng Ting and given a Spirit Stone before Ning Daoran was allowed to enter the mountain gate.

Afterward, Zheng Ting arranged a meal.

It was very simple: a pot of rice and a two-pound big carp were cooked. Zheng Ting was hospitable and specifically threw a handful of Spirit Rice into the ordinary rice, details that Ning Daoran naturally noticed.

After the meal, using the Evergreen Technique to disperse the evil spirit force and revitalize with life force, it only took a few hours for Zheng Ting’s Stone Scale Disease to show signs of improvement!

“Fellow Daoist Ning!”

He was very excited: “My strange illness seems to be getting better. I am going to tell the Sect Master right away!”

Ning Daoran nodded approvingly.

…

Early in the morning, when the sky was barely bright.

While Ning Daoran was meditating under the dilapidated roof of Zheng Ting’s house, he heard Zheng Ting’s voice from a distance: “Sect Master, Brother Ning truly has the magical touch. Just with a simple reach of his hand, he cured my Stone Scale Disease!”

“Hmm.”

An old voice came through: “Zheng Ting, rest assured, if he truly has the ability to cure Stone Scale Disease, our Giant Rock Sect will not let him go unrewarded!”

“Yes, that’s great!”

Zheng Ting, with a hot-blooded nature, felt happy for Brother Ning as well.

However, as soon as he stepped through the door, the Sect Master immediately raised his hand and a golden rope, swift as a Spiritual Snake, swooped in and tightly bound Ning Daoran under the eave!

“What young upstart dares to deceive and swindle their way into my Giant Rock Sect!”

The Sect Master, with the Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, lifted Ning Daoran into the air, his voice cold as he said: “I’m going to hand you over to Elder Shi for handling!”

“Ah!?”

Zheng Ting was shocked and hurriedly knelt down, begging for mercy.

Ning Daoran was suspended in the air, speechless. This all seemed quite close to what he had guessed.