Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 436 - 434 Fire Dragon True Monarch

He paused, leaving his sentence unfinished.

“Mm.”

Liu Ruyan did not conceal the matter, nodding and saying, “Since I moved to the Purple and Green Three Peaks, True Monarch Tu Yang… he wholeheartedly hopes that I would become his daoist couple with him, but Junior Brother Ning, as you know…”

She let out a profound sigh, “Ever since Senior Brother Lin Sheng, no other man has been able to enter my heart, and besides, Sister now only wants to focus on cultivation and has no intention of seeking a daoist couple. Although True Monarch Tu Yang is extremely sincere, Sister will not agree. My mind is made up; I won’t form a daoist couple with anyone else.”

“I see.”

Ning Daoran nodded, then said no more.

Regarding Liu Ruyan’s stated loss of interest in forming daoist companionship, Ning Daoran didn’t take it seriously and listened without credence.

After all, during their time at the Chaotic Sect, Liu Ruyan and Lin Sheng had not truly taken that final step, and now upon seeing her again, Ning Daoran knew at first glance that Liu Ruyan had already lost her Primordial Yin Body.

After Lin Sheng, she must have had other daoists; it was just that she did not wish to mention it to Ning Daoran.

Ning Daoran didn’t bother to say much more about it, as at this moment they were not truly brother and sister. This relationship had dissipated hundreds of years ago when Liu Ruyan left the Chaotic Sect.

After setting up the array for Liu Ruyan, Ning Daoran returned to his cave mansion and continued his secluded cultivation. On the one hand, he studied and deduced the Falling Star Array, and on the other, he continued his cultivation with the essence of the Dragon Demon using the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, leading a rather fulfilling life.

…

Time flies quickly; in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.

That year, Ning Daoran, at the age of 315, finished his closed-door cultivation one afternoon. The moment he stepped out of the cave mansion, his aura appeared even denser and deeper, his eyes tranquil and indifferent, exuding the aura of an Immortal Charm.

“Master.”

Little Bai approached, holding a book in her hand, and said, “Last month’s profits from crafting arrays and elixir pills have been counted, totaling 8,460 spirit stones, which is an increase of nearly ten percent from the month before last. Our business is getting better and better.”

“Not bad.”

Ning Daoran nodded in satisfaction and then noticed several Class A Paperfolk with pale faces as if they had been drained dry.

With a gentle lift of his hand, he quickly refilled each paperfolk with mana, and in an instant, the paperfolk appeared elated, feeling like they could keep working for another five hundred years!

“Little Bai.”

Ning Daoran said gravely, “I plan to make a trip to Demon Dragon Mountain Range myself. The locations of the Dragon Demon essence previously discovered by the Fire Devouring Ants and the Second-class Paperfolk have been confirmed, and the Dragon Demon essence I have stored is nearly depleted. I need to go myself. You stay and guard Luoxia Peak, and let nothing go wrong.”

“Yes, Master!”

Currently, Little Bai, dressed in pure white, was suppressing her cultivation at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment and nominally the manager of Luoxia Peak, so it was fitting for her to stay and guard the cave mansion.

In the afternoon, Ning Daoran quietly left the Purple and Green Three Peaks and headed to the Demon Dragon Mountain Range.

…

Several months later, deep in the Demon Dragon Mountain Range.

“Swish~~”

An elegant figure in a green robe emerged from underground. It was Ning Daoran, disguised as Independent Practitioner Jianjia, holding a fist-sized essence of Dragon Demon in his hand, his heart brimming with joy.

“Scram!”

He flicked his finger, and a dusky, murky figure in the empty wind howled miserably as it was flung out, transforming into an evil spirit shrouded in foggy radiance that vanished into the woods in the blink of an eye.

Dragon Demon essence, a treasure formed from the True Dragon Breath combined with Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, was not only useful to cultivators but also sought after by evil spirits in the world. Thus, each piece of Dragon Demon essence formed is likely to have evil spirits attached to it, acting as guardians.

However, such a level of evil spirits was of no concern to Ning Daoran; they were hardly worth his effort to kill.

“Rustle~~”

Ning Daoran tossed the Dragon Demon essence into his storage ring. This was the tenth piece he had collected in the past few months, making for a decent haul. If he could maintain this rate, he would have sufficient material to cultivate the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture for the next few decades.

“Hmm?”

All of a sudden, he shivered slightly, sensing the rapid approach of a spiritual insect from underground in the distance.

Seconds later, a fiery red glow “swooshed” out from beneath the ground and landed on a tree branch right in front of Ning Daoran. It was a Fire Devouring Ant, its tiny body clad in miniature fiery red armor.

The Fire Devouring Ants, having evolved to this point, could now generate their own armor, vastly increasing their defensive capabilities.

“What’s the news?”

“Squeak~ Squeak squeak~~ Squeak squeak squeak~~~”

The Fire Devouring Ant shook its head and wiggled its tail, its two antennae wildly waving, briefing Ning Daoran with a spiritual transmission.

“So it is…”

Ning Daoran was ecstatic. The Fire Devouring Ant said it had found a piece of Dragon Demon Essence as big as a basin—what an incredible discovery!

“Lead the way!”

“Squeak!”

The Fire Devouring Ant swayed its antennae, in an instant turning into a stream of luminous light and dashing deep into the woods. Ning Daoran hurriedly used Earth Escape to follow behind the ant, remaining cautious as he should, since he was only at the late stage of Golden Core and not truly invincible in the Human World.

Soon after, they arrived at a greyish-white valley.

The area was shrouded in a hazy grey mist. The Fire Devouring Ant quickly dove into the mist, while Ning Daoran, using Earth Escape down below, furrowed his brows sensing an indescribable ominous aura about the place, as though it was a site of great evil.

Yet he couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

“Squeak~~~”

The Fire Devouring Ant sped onward, entering the depths of the valley, its excited squeals indicating that they were close—less than a mile away was where the Dragon Demon Essence was buried.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Ning Daoran’s heart started “thumping” loudly—something was coming!

Inside the valley, the fog covering the area cleared in an instant, evaporated away, and only then did Ning Daoran sense the strangeness of this place.

It was the beginning of spring, a time when everything revives and the earth is lush with verdure, yet this valley was bleak and white, with nothing but rocks, devoid of even a hint of green.

In the sky, a massive shape swept past.

“Roar~~~”

It was a dragon’s roar!

The massive figure swooped down, and with a “boom,” a dragon’s claw, exuding Chaos Qi, descended from the sky, slapping the poor Fire Devouring Ant into the earth. Then, the dragon’s breath spewed forth, mercilessly crushing the ant!

Ning Daoran felt his Divine Soul tremble. The Fire Devouring Ant, in its dying moments, spiritually conveyed to him a farewell, expressing that if there be a next life, it would still wish to be his little insect.

…

“Fellow Daoist, won’t you come out and meet me?”

In the sky, the giant figure that killed the Fire Devouring Ant shuddered slightly and rapidly shrank, ultimately transforming into a young human wearing a fiery red robe, his red vertical pupils emanating the majestic presence of the Dragon Clan. His gaze swept across the ground, having already locked onto Ning Daoran’s aura!

At that moment, Ning Daoran confirmed the identity of the other party.

An early-stage fourth-tier Demon Dragon, and by its looks, it appeared to be a Fire Dragon!

In the Demon Dragon Mountain Range, there was only one legendary and chronicled demon dragon—the Fire Dragon True Monarch!

It was a Nascent Soul Stage Demon Dragon that had dominated the range for years, immensely powerful with fabled bloodline purity, one of the True Dragon Descendants. Though currently a juvenile, awakened merely to the early stage of Nascent Soul, its true combat power was terrifying. Many great Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of Sangyu Country who had ventured deep into the Demon Dragon Mountain Range had been unable to subdue it.

“Not good…”

Ning Daoran frowned; his aura had already been locked by the other’s Nascent Soul Stage Dragon Energy, making it extremely difficult to flee. The other party would surely pursue him, and if he were to lead a Nascent Soul Stage Fire Dragon back to the Purple and Green Three Peaks, then it would spell disaster for the peaks.

For a moment, he lamented his misfortune; having laid low for five years in the Qianyuan Sect, his first venture into the mountains in search of the Dragon Demon Essence led him to be targeted by the Fire Dragon True Monarch—what kind of luck was this?

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Fortunately, it was only an early-stage Nascent Soul Demon Dragon, and Ning Daoran was confident that even if he couldn’t defeat it, he could still save his own life. Had it been a mid-stage Nascent Soul Demon Dragon, like the Hui Dragon from the Hidden Dragon Sky Pool, it would likely be a real danger!

“Fellow Daoist.”

Ning Daoran floated out, a strand of mana morphing into the appearance of Independent Practitioner Jianjia, he held a Big Green Dragon, and with furrowed brows, spoke, “We have no grudge nor enmity, yet I wonder why Fellow Daoist killed my spiritual insect?”

“Humph!”

The Fire Dragon True Monarch narrowed his eyes, with the essence of the Dragon Clan surging around him, he smirked slightly, “Turns out it’s just a junior at Golden Core. In that case, there’s no need for further words. All Dragon Demon Essence within this Demon Dragon Mountain Range are mine. You, little junior, are so ignorant as to vie for my chance. If I don’t slay you on the spot, where would the dignity of the Fire Dragon True Monarch stand? Would those Human Clan Nascent Souls dare to relieve themselves upon my top of the skull?”

Ning Daoran’s eyebrows tightly knitted as he slipped a Fourth-order Lower Grade Divine Speed Talisman from his sleeve, saying, “Are you really unwilling to relent, Fellow Daoist? Even if I am willing to offer two Spiritual Treasures, ten Magical Treasures, plus a million Spirit Stones, you would still insist on slaying me—is it so?”

“Hmph!”

The Fire Dragon True Monarch scoffed with a laugh, “Treasures are useful to your Human Clan but of what use are they to my Dragon Clan? What would I do with your treasures? Your Wood Attribute blood and essence qi are quite delightful though. Well then, I’ll just swallow you whole and make you a part of me! Hey, wait, where are you going? Come back!”

“Whoosh—”

While the Fire Dragon True Monarch was speaking, Ning Daoran had already drifted away, turning into a vanishing shadow.