Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 447 - 445 Huo Ruyi

“Ah?”

Liu Ruyan could not help but let out a chuckle, “There’s no need to worry about that. The person is greedy and ruthless, but has no interest in women. There’s probably nothing on Qingxia Peak that he would desire, so there’s no need for concern.”

“That’s for the best.”

Ning Daoran nodded with relief.

However, at that moment, a wailing cry came from Purple Mist Peak: “My poor turtle… How could you leave without saying a word, oh my turtle~~~”

Someone was crying. It seemed to be Master Bishui.

A Golden Core Stage Cultivator crying was indeed quite a loud event.

“What’s happening?”

Ning Daoran stood up abruptly: “Shall we take a look?”

“Yes!”

The two transformed into beams of tunneling light, heading straight for Purple Mist Peak.

At Purple Mist Peak, by a miniature lake below the summit, Master Bishui sat there, stamping his feet and pounding his chest, crying incessantly: “Fellow Taoists, the Purple Spirit Turtle I raised is gone, it’s gone… It’s all over for me… all over…”

“Fellow Taoist Bi Shui.”

Liu Ruyan said, “Don’t be anxious just yet. Perhaps the Purple Spirit Turtle went out on its own?”

“That’s unlikely.”

Ning Daoran’s Divine Sense swept over the area. The Array next to the miniature lake was largely intact, but an Array Plate buried underground had been nibbled away significantly. A corner of the Array was concealed, already damaged.

Moreover, this damage was inflicted from the outside, certainly not the doing of the Purple Spirit Turtle.

“It was done by an outsider.”

Ning Daoran took a deep breath and, with a wave of his hand, conjured a strand of Mana. Instantly, the nibbled part of the Array Plate surfaced from the dirt, and the entire prohibition lost its effect.

“It’s truly over now…”

Master Bishui looked exhausted, “My turtle might have already been made into soup…”

Ning Daoran frowned.

Beside him, Liu Ruyan softly began to transmit a message: “Junior Brother Ning may not know, but Master Bishui has secretly raised a Purple Spirit Turtle, pampering it with various Spiritual Medicines and rare Spirit Fruits. He placed all bets on this turtle for his path to the Supreme Dao. Now that the Purple Spirit Turtle has been stolen, Master Bishui’s path has all but been severed; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so distraught.”

“We must inform Qianyuan Sect about this.”

Ning Daoran continued, “After all, the Purple and Green Three Peaks are subordinate to the Outer Mountain of Qianyuan Sect. With treasures stolen from Purple Mist Peak, Qianyuan Sect might trace the clues to the thief.”

He transmitted, “Perhaps, it was the doing of Master Jiu Lei.”

“If that’s the case…”

Liu Ruyan looked somewhat pale and said, “If Master Jiu Lei has targeted the Purple and Green Three Peaks, then we’re truly in trouble. Not only is he adept in Escape Techniques, but he excels at Concealing Breath and Hiding Form. If he has set his sights on the Three Peaks, neither Qingxia Peak nor Luoxia Peak can be ensured safety.”

“Humph~~~”

Ning Daoran gave a gentle flick of his sleeve, “If tre”asures are stolen from the Three Peaks, Qianyuan Sect will definitely not get involved. They can hardly protect themselves, so we can only rely on ourselves. Sister need not worry too much, I have plans to handle this.”

“Alright!”

Liu Ruyan nodded firmly.

…

Late at night.

A figure darted between the Purple and Green Three Peaks, appearing and disappearing, extremely masterful.

This person was Ning Daoran. Various Array Formation Tools flew from his hands as he buried many prohibitions atop the Purple and Green Three Peaks, waiting for Master Jiu Lei to walk right into the trap.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Master Jiu Lei hadn’t made a move since his successful heist, and he didn’t appear again after that.

Ning Daoran had no choice but to continue his seclusion.

Regardless of whether or not he could capture Master Jiu Lei, his own spiritual practice progress must not be impacted.

And so, in the blink of an eye, another four years passed.

Time passed too quickly, and this year Ning Daoran had already turned 330 years old, living longer than most ancient dynasties.

In the early spring, another significant event occurred on the Purple and Green Three Peaks.

The Spiritual Medicine Garden of Liu Ruyan was stolen, and all kinds of spiritual medicines were swept clean. The thief didn’t leave behind even the slightest bit of those meant for cultivators at the Qi Refinement Realm.

Liu Ruyan was as pale as a ghost, disoriented and helpless, her many years of accumulation gone in the blink of an eye.

Ning Daoran inspected the arrays of Qingxia Peak and found that the base of the array had been gnawed through by a spiritual insect. The thief sneaked in unnoticed through the gap in the array and, undetected, cleaned out the Spiritual Medicine Garden.

It was exactly like the theft of the Purple Spirit Turtle belonging to Master Bishui.

In the afternoon.

True Monarch Tu Yang personally led the Elders of the Law Enforcement Hall and a group of disciples to examine the scene, but in the end, no conclusion was reached. They only informed Liu Ruyan that it was most likely the work of the Thief King, Master Jiulei.

For a time, the people on the Purple and Green Three Peaks were in a state of panic, all aware that they had been targeted.

It seemed Master Bishui had some other resources. As the Main Peak among the Three Peaks, he took the opportunity to host a banquet, inviting the two other Peak Masters from the mountains and Deputy Sect Master True Monarch Tu Yang from the Qianyuan Sect to the feast, using it to parade his might by association.

That evening, Master Bishui brought out his treasured Spiritual Wine that he had kept for many years, and everyone drank a little too much.

“Fairy Liu…”

True Monarch Tu Yang’s face was flushed as he took out a fiery red Ruyi from his Storage Ring. It turned out to be a Third-tier top-grade Ancient Treasure, exuding an extremely rich ancient treasure aura!

It was capable of both offense and defense, almost on par with Ning Daoran’s Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet, and possibly even somewhat superior.

“This is an ancient treasure I have treasured for many years, called the Huo Ruyi.”

True Monarch Tu Yang’s eyes, full of sincerity, locked onto Liu Ruyan as he said, “From the very day I first saw Fairy, I knew that she must be the one in my life. Today… I would like to offer this treasure as a gift to Fairy, and only ask that Fairy would consent to marry me and become my Daoist couple. I wonder what are Fairy’s thoughts on this?”

Instantly, Ning Daoran and Master Bishui, as well as several Foundation Establishment maids in Master Bishui’s Mansion, were shocked.

Although True Monarch Tu Yang’s affection for and pursuit of Liu Ruyan were known to everyone, they had been unspoken about it. Tu Yang did not make it clear, and Liu Ruyan also played oblivious. But this time was different. In his inebriation, True Monarch Tu Yang even had the betrothal gift ready. A Third-tier Ancient Treasure as a betrothal gift was indeed very generous.

“Fairy Liu…”

True Monarch Tu Yang, holding the Huo Ruyi, his face full of sincerity, said: “I only ask for a single word from you, are you willing?”

“Senior Tu Yang.”

Liu Ruyan’s delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed: “Senior is the Deputy Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect, a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage, whereas I, Liu Ruyan, am but a Golden Core Middle Stage Independent Cultivator, without the qualification to aspire to someone of your rank. Moreover, Ruyan has grown accustomed to the life on the Purple and Green Three Peaks and doesn’t wish for any change. I hope Senior Tu Yang can understand…”

“You…”

True Monarch Tu Yang’s face turned crimson, he seemed unable to step down. He thought that under these circumstances, Liu Ruyan would surely agree, but unexpectedly, she refused.

“Fairy Liu…”

True Monarch Tu Yang gritted his teeth, “Does Fairy really intend to hurt this sincere heart of mine?”

“I…”

Liu Ruyan bit her silver teeth, unsure how to respond.

At this moment, Ning Daoran slightly frowned and with a “snap,” he heavily set the wine jar on the table and stood up, saying: “Senior Tu Yang, since Fairy Liu is unwilling, it shows that the matter of becoming Daoist couple is not yet destined. I hope Senior Tu Yang will let this go. To force her would only be unseemly.”

“Master Qiu Shui!”

True Monarch Tu Yang suddenly turned around, his gaze turning icy: “What does this matter have to do with you?”

“It’s related.”

Ning Daoran spoke indifferently: “Senior Tu Yang may not know that I once stayed in the same small sect with Fairy Liu for decades. She was once my Senior Sister Liu, and was also once the Daoist couple of my Senior Brother Lin Sheng. If Senior insists on forcing Senior Sister Liu to stay as your Daoist couple, then please forgive me for not standing by idly!”

“Ridiculous…”

True Monarch Tu Yang sneered: “Ning, setting aside that Liu Ruyan was the Daoist partner of your so-called Senior Brother Lin Sheng, even if she was your own Daoist partner, what then? What if I, True Monarch Tu Yang, desire to take someone’s love by force?”

“Does that mean Senior intends to take action?”

Ning Daoran frowned slightly, already steeling himself. At this point, he had already forged a second Nine Revolutions Ruyi Formation, which combined with the Ten Directions Forbidden Array… perhaps there was a true possibility of transcending the realm and slaying True Monarch Tu Yang on the spot!

If Master Bishui disapproves, he could be dealt with at the same time, then escorting Senior Sister Liu to another state for refuge would be the plan.

He, Ning Daoran, as Independent Practitioner Jianjia, was all the more unreserved in Sangyu Country – why should he tolerate the arrogance of True Monarch Tu Yang, the number one Golden Core cultivator?

“Senior Tu Yang!”

Liu Ruyan gritted her teeth, “Please, Senior, calm down and do not harm Junior Brother Ning!”

“Hmph…”

True Monarch Tu Yang snorted coldly and turned to walk toward the door: “Ruyan, today I have revealed my feelings. If you are willing, come and find me. If not… I will not force you.”

Saying this, he gave Ning Daoran a chilling look: “Master Qiu Shui, is it? I’ll remember you.”

True Monarch Tu Yang left with a sweep of his sleeves.

Liu Ruyan revealed a bitter smile.

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A faint murderous intent flickered in Ning Daoran’s eyes.

Cold sweat covered Master Bishui’s back; he felt like he had narrowly escaped death multiple times in that moment.

Several maids trembled, silent as cicadas in winter.

…

Ning Daoran’s gaze was detached as he sent Liu Ruyan back to Qingxia Peak and once again commenced his seclusion.

The forging of the Nine Revolutions Ruyi Formation had to be pushed up the agenda! If he could successfully create this formation, along with the Mirror Flower Water Moon Formation, Ning Daoran would have at least a thirty percent chance of defeating an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator on his own!