Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 441 - 439: Liangyi Trigram Sword

Lu Xianzi, holding her long sword, proclaimed her justice in the sky, loudly reciting mantras about the Nine Heavens Profound Evil becoming Divine Thunder and barraging the Fire Dragon True Monarch with sword lights from the Immortal Slaying Sword until he cried for his father and shouted for his mother.

Standing aloof on the summit, Ning Daoran watched the battle from afar and remarked, “Lu Xianzi is really ferocious in battle…”

“Yes.”

Beside him, Little Bai pursed her red lips. She too was a Demon Beast and felt a sense of empathetic sadness. If she were the one being beaten, she wondered if she could survive under the Immortal Slaying Sword’s attack.

After a massive battle, the Fire Dragon True Monarch, covered in wounds, left the front mountain of Qianyuan Sect. Had he lingered any longer, he probably would have lost his life. So after throwing out some fierce words, he scampered away and returned to his nest within the Demon Dragon Mountain Range.

Lu Xianzi did not pursue to kill. Exuding righteousness, she had a brief conversation with Monarch Qian Yuan and True Monarch Tu Yang and then respectfully departed.

As she flew past the Purple and Green Three Peaks on her sword, she glanced down.

Coincidentally, Ning Daoran also looked up at the same moment and finally saw the true face of the protagonist-like fairy. Indeed, she was breathtakingly beautiful and could match Talisman Master Lin in a battle!

“Hm?”

Lu Xianzi’s eyebrows slightly knitted. She thought this person might be some kind of rogue since no one in the Qianyuan Sect dared to gaze at her so intently.

However, as a person of righteousness, she didn’t mind being looked at twice and turned into a streak of sword light as she returned to the Immortal Cloud Sect.

With that, the siege of the Qianyuan Sect was resolved, and everything returned to normal. The front mountain was bustling with construction work, rebuilding the Mountain Gate and many other structures. But for a sect like Qianyuan with thousands of years of heritage, as long as the Spirit Vein in the mountains was not destroyed, the Mountain Gate and buildings, all merely mundane, could be destroyed countless times without hurting the Sect’s Primordial Qi.

Zhang Ningxin came to Luoxia Peak once again and, after watching the snow with Ning Daoran and indulging in a hot pot meal, looked completely satisfied.

“Fellow Daoist Ning.”

She looked out at the falling snow and asked, “The matter with the Fire Dragon True Monarch didn’t scare you, did it?”

“Nascent Soul Demon Dragon, indeed formidable.”

Ning Daoran frowned and said, “I won’t lie to Fairy, the moment the Fire Dragon True Monarch flew over the Purple and Green Three Peaks, my heart almost stopped out of fright.”

“Pfft~~”

Zhang Ningxin couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “Is it really that exaggerated?”

“It is.”

“Fellow Daoist Ning.”

Zhang Ningxin pursed her red lips and said, “Actually, I am here to say goodbye. My master has ordered me to cultivate properly. I’m afraid I will be in closed-door cultivation for quite a long time, at least starting with five years.”

“Oh?”

Ning Daoran thought of the many Dragon Demon Essences he had collected recently and smiled, “Actually, I’m about to enter closed-door cultivation too, so this works out well.”

“That’s very good.”

Zhang Ningxin smiled sweetly, “Let’s meet again when we come out of seclusion.”

Ning Daoran was a bit speechless, as Zhang Ningxin was too enthusiastic.

After Zhang Ningxin left, Ning Daoran began his seclusion, handing over all the tasks of refining Elixir Pills and arrays to a group of Class A Paperfolk and Little Bai, focusing on his own cultivation.

…

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, seven years had passed.

This year, Ning Daoran was 322 years old. After seven years of tempering and refining, the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture had finally made new progress. It had now reached the 21st layer, with significant improvements in his Dragon Demon Power and Dragon Demon Body!

After emerging from seclusion, everything was as usual.

Liu Ruyan once again came to Luoxia Peak to exchange some opportunities with Ning Daoran.

“Junior Brother Ning.”

She pursed her red lips, glancing at Old Lu, who was forging weapons in the Cave Mansion nearby, and asked, “Can Junior Brother Lu truly forge weapons?”

“Indeed he can.”

Ning Daoran nodded, “Does Senior Sister Liu have anything she wishes to forge?”

“I actually do.”

Fairy Liu Ruyan slapped her storage bag and took out a ten-pound purple gemstone. “This is a Purple Cloud Stone, a treasured item I exchanged from a cultivator years ago. It is said to be an excellent material for forging magical artifacts. I want to forge a magic sword, but I wonder if Junior Brother Lu could help me?”

“A magic sword…”

Ning Daoran frowned. A magic sword was different from the usually heavier magical treasures; it was somewhat lighter. However, with Old Lu’s current masterful hammering technique, forging it wouldn’t be a problem.

“Senior Sister,”

He raised his eyebrows slightly: “Forging with only a Purple Cloud Stone might at best reach the standard of a Spiritual Artifact Level, but if Senior Sister wants a magical treasure, at least a little bit of Third-order Gold Essence must be added. The main property of this Purple Cloud Stone is water, and Senior Sister cultivates a cultivation technique with both water and thunder properties. In my opinion, it would be better to add a bit of Dark Thunder Gold Essence. By doing so, there is a very high chance of crafting a Low-grade Magical Treasure Level magic sword!”

“Really?”

Fairy Liu Ruyan was ecstatic. Magic treasure-level magic swords were rare in the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World, typically held in the hands of Great Cultivators. What she had expected was merely a Spiritual Artifact magic sword.

“Correct. However, Dark Thunder Gold Essence is extremely rare. We need at least ten pounds, right, Old Lu?”

“Ooh ooh~~~”

Big Stupid Deer shouted, indicating that buying about five pounds would be sufficient as it still had plenty of leftover scraps and materials.

“Agreed!”

Liu Ruyan smiled and nodded: “I will go to Qingfu Square to buy Dark Thunder Gold Essence right away!”

As a result, by late that night, the forging of the sword began in the cave mansion of Luoxia Peak.

Once a magical treasure level magic sword were forged, it would certainly induce celestial phenomena. It might become entangled with occurrences like those involving Fire Dragon True Monarch or the Divine Armor Phenomenon, which might attract suspicion.

But Ning Daoran had already considered these things. If he only forged a Low-grade Magical Treasure, and if the forging skills of Luoxia Peak remained at the level of Third-order lower-grade, then there should be no problem. After all, the phenomenon of the Dragon Scale Treasure Armor was clearly of a Spiritual Treasure Level, which was far too appalling.

It was a rare reunion with Senior Sister Liu, and forging a magic sword for her was entirely reasonable.

Moreover, Big Stupid Deer, upon hearing about this, was also very eager to forge this magic sword, so naturally, Ning Daoran wouldn’t stop it.

…

A few days later.

“Swoosh~~~”

A streak of auspicious light rose from Luoxia Peak, revealing the Divine Weapon Phenomenon. However, the phenomenon was sparse, so anyone with clear eyes could see that it was just a Third-order Lower Grade magic artifact.

Liu Ruyan was overjoyed, hugged the big head of the White Deer tightly and planted a fierce kiss on its forehead, making Old Lu unexpectedly show a shy expression and bellow loudly.

As the news spread, before long, a figure came from Purple Mist Peak, Master Bishui.

“Fellow Daoist Ning,”

Master Bishui rubbed his hands together, his face full of sincerity: “I didn’t expect you to be so erudite, advancing even the art of weapon casting and artifact refining to the third tier. I have seen Fairy Liu’s Cloud Thunder Sword and am truly envious!”

“Cough cough…”

Ning Daoran said, “Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to beat around the bush. You and I have been neighbors for many years and can be considered half-friends. There’s no need for secrecy.”

“Indeed, Fellow Daoist is straightforward, making me ashamed!”

Master Bishui gently slapped his storage bag and took out a large chunk of dark ore embedded with fine gold veins, looking like some gold ore infiltrated a coal deposit.

“This is a piece of Dark Gold Essence, a treasure I found years ago while exploring a secret realm, and I almost lost my life for it. As a Daoist cultivator, I have always hoped to have a Daoist treasure sword of magical treasure level. If Fellow Daoist can forge a Liangyi Trigram Sword for this old man, I am willing to give my all to refine a Third-tier High-grade Puppet for Fellow Daoist at no cost. What do you say?”

“Sure,”

Ning Daoran immediately accepted the Dark Gold Essence, saying: “Fellow Daoist, first gather the materials for a Third-tier Puppet. On the day the Third-tier High-grade Puppet is refined, I will start the furnace and directly forge a magical treasure level Liangyi Trigram Sword for Fellow Daoist!”

“Then, it’s agreed!”

…

So, half a year later, Master Bishui went all out, even pulling up and selling the Jiedan Elixirs from Purple Mist Peak’s Medicine Garden, to gather enough materials and, as if by divine aid, once again managed to refine a Third-tier High-grade Puppet.

Master Bishui showed the puppet to Ning Daoran but did not trade it. He was waiting for his Liangyi Trigram Sword.

Ning Daoran then went to Demon Dragon Square, spent five hundred Spirit Stones to buy a forging diagram for the Liangyi Trigram Sword, supplemented with some Gold Essence materials, and started casting iron in the cave mansion that very day.

A few days later, another faint Divine Weapon Phenomenon rose from Luoxia Peak, illuminating the night sky!

A Black Gold Sword was born with the handle revealing a Liangyi Bagua Dharma Form, exuding the True Intent of Daoism.

The grade was controlled to high precision, not a bit more or less, just right for a Third-tier Lower Grade magical sword.

Forging magic swords was extremely difficult. Many Great Cultivators and Divine Craftsmen failed repeatedly in the process of forging magic swords, losing countless materials. A craftsman capable of meticulous work like Big Stupid Deer that succeeds in one go was almost unheard of!

“Fellow Daoist Ning!”

At the time of the transaction, Master Bishui was full of excitement.

…

At Qianyuan Sect, atop a huge peak, two people sat opposite each other, sipping Spiritual Tea.

“Brother,”

True Monarch Tu Yang said: “Recently, there have been two Divine Weapon births on the Purple and Green Three Peaks, allegedly the work of Peak Master Qiu Shui of Luoxia Peak, who actually forged two Third-tier Lower Grade magic swords in succession, a rarity indeed. Could this person be related to the Divine Armor Phenomenon at Qingye Lake?”

“Hmph,”

Monarch Qian Yuan replied indifferently: “Master Qiu Shui is nothing but a Golden Core Middle Stage Independent Cultivator. Just send a capable disciple to investigate, and we’ll know.”