Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 282 - 280 Han Bing Gets Injured

Chapter 282: Chapter 280: Han Bing Gets Injured

Chapter 282 -280: Han Bing Gets Injured

Ning Daoran had always known that Senior Brother Lin Sheng, besides Sister Liu Ruyan, was indifferent to women. After Liu Ruyan left, he lived alone for many years and never took a partner; therefore, Lin Sheng had no descendants. Presumably, the so-called descendants must be those of Lin Sheng’s brothers and cousins; indeed, as an Elder of the sect, it would be improper for Lin Sheng not to provide for his kin.

The Small Cloud Mist Array dispersed.

Lin Ye, with his handsome features, hadn’t yet stepped into the small building’s living room when he bowed respectfully, “Greetings, Uncle Shi!”

“Lin Ye, come in.”

“Yes!”

After entering the house, Lin Ye sat down next to Lin Yun.

It’s said one stroke cannot produce two ‘Lin’ characters—his relationship with Lin Yun was rather good.

After sitting down, Lin Ye refrained from talking too much. It was his first time meeting this ‘Uncle Shi’, especially now when it was rumored all around that the former Qiongbi Peak Master who left the sect sixty years ago had returned as a Golden Core Ancestor.

Lin Ye, only at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, naturally didn’t dare to speak recklessly in front of a Golden Core.

“I just returned to the sect today.”

Ning Daoran spoke softly, “I went to the back mountain and saw Senior Brother Lin Sheng’s gravestone. It’s cruel how time spares no one. I hadn’t expected Senior Brother Lin Sheng to leave us so soon…”

“Please, Uncle Shi, accept my condolences.”

Lin Ye respectfully said, “In his last days, Senior Brother Lin Sheng kept calling your name, saying if he could see you once more, if he could return to that night, drinking and getting drunk with you, he would have no regrets in this life.”

Ning Daoran was profoundly moved.

In fact, Senior Brother Lin Sheng was a person of deep sentiment and loyalty; surely he didn’t just reminisce about himself before passing away—there must also have been Lin Zhuojun, Han Bing, and of course, most importantly, Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan could coldly leave him behind, but Lin Sheng would inevitably never forget Liu Ruyan in his lifetime. Such a disposition truly defined him.

The group chatted for a while.

The younger generation was reminiscing about the old days.

Ning Daoran felt somewhat disconnected; he was reminiscing things from too long ago. In the past, together with Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun, Han Bing, and Liu Ruyan, the four of them hunted demon beasts deep into the night. How many people in the world still remember such things?

Later, as he and the Young Junior Sister would depart from this world, no one in the world would remember these things anymore.

“Now that everyone is almost here today.”

Ning Daoran smiled slightly, “Elder Lu and I have wandered outside for sixty years, and we have brought back some small gifts for you young ones. They may not be very valuable, but they are given with sincerity.”

Speaking, he took out a Second-tier top-grade spiritual artifact level Magic Sword and handed it to Lin Yun.

“Thank you, Uncle Ning!”

Lin Yun was ecstatic. The Chaotic Sect had once been a super first-class sect. While under Jiang Yu, they had accumulated quite a foundation; within the Chaotic Sect, spiritual artifacts weren’t rare, but top-grade spiritual tools were indeed scarce.

Lin Yun, having gathered resources over many years, possessed only one top-grade spiritual tool, and obtaining another one now naturally felt like a boost!

“Qing Shan.”

Ning Daoran handed a top-grade spiritual artifact-level Inner armor to Zhou Qingshan, “This treasure can protect your body, keep it.”

“Thank you, Grandfather!” Zhou Qingshan was elated.

“Lin Ye.”

Ning Daoran handed over a Second-tier top-grade spiritual artifact level Magic Plate to Lin Ye, “This treasure can boost the power of the True Yang Furnace Technique by at least thirty percent; it suits you well.”

“Thank you, Uncle Shi!”

Lin Ye was overjoyed.

Ning Daoran felt somewhat helpless, watching these youthful cultivators getting overly excited over some spiritual tools; really, what was so great about them?

Of course, these all came from Ancestor Xu’s Storage Bag; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to give them away so freely.

The Xu Family had already declined; even if items from Ancestor Xu were to circulate in the outside world, it wouldn’t be a big deal as nobody was thinking about avenging Ancestor Xu anymore.

Among the younger folks, only Chen Yuzhu did not receive a gift.

But being the intelligent woman she was, she wasn’t angry or envious; instead, she felt happy inside. Ning Daoran treated her like a real member of his own family, which is why he didn’t give her any opportunities for fortune in public.

…

Late at night, Lin Yun, Zhou Qingshan, and Lin Ye left.

Only then did Ning Daoran turn to Chen Yuzhu, smiling, “Yu Zhu, I have also prepared some treasures for you, hoping they will be of use to you.”

Saying so, he tapped his Storage Bag, and three spiritual tools floated out.

One was a True Feather Fan, which could enhance the lethality of the Evergreen Technique, another was a Brocade handkerchief, also a top-grade spiritual tool and retrieved from Ancestor Xu’s Storage Bag.

Why Ancestor Xu had belongings typically used by women was unknown.

The third spiritual tool was a Jade Saber, similar to the True Feather Fan, another treasure that had followed Ning Daoran for many years.

With these three treasures, Chen Yuzhu would be primed to reach the pinnacle of Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

Naturally, this was only because Chen Yuzhu’s mana wasn’t profound enough yet; if she had a deeper foundation, Ning Daoran might even consider gifting her a Third-tier Magical Treasure to aid her in achieving Core Formation.

After all, she was Chen Weimo’s disciple and had been close to Ning Daoran for many years, clearly different from the other juniors.

“Thank you, my lord…”

Chen Yuzhu was delighted.

“It’s not over yet.”

Ning Daoran handed out a Jade Bottle, “Inside is a substandard Dust Falling Pill, which might improve your chances of reaching Core Formation by about ten percent. Whether to use it or not is up to you. If you find a genuine Dust Falling Pill later, use the genuine one; if not, this substandard Dust Falling Pill is also an option.”

“Alright!”

Chen Yuzhu nodded emphatically, overwhelmed with emotion.

Unlike treasures, Dust Falling Pills were not as easily obtainable as top-grade spiritual tools, which one could purchase in the marketplace if the price was right. Dust Falling Pills, similar to Magical Treasures, were priceless.

To acquire the Dust-falling Pill, one surely needs the right opportunities and strong connections.

Shortly after, Ning Daoran went upstairs to rest.

Being a Golden Core Cultivator now, he no longer needed to live underground.

Downstairs, several Chen family disciples entered the courtyard and Chen Yuzhu instructed them in cultivation. Ning Daoran watched with clear insight and couldn’t help but hold Chen Yuzhu in higher esteem.

Compared to Chen Weimo, a half-baked cultivator, Chen Yuzhu truly worked much harder. Although she only had a Sixth Grade Wood Spirit Root, she managed to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment with a solid and steady cultivation base. She now had a great chance of reaching Core Formation.

Furthermore, Chen Yuzhu’s mental state was quite impressive; clearly distinguishing right from wrong, knowing when to advance or retreat. That the Baisha River Chen Family had such a descendant was truly a blessing. With Chen Yuzhu present, the family could prosper for hundreds more years.

Of course, no matter how good Chen Yuzhu was, in Ning Daoran’s heart, she could never replace Chen Weimo.

…

The next day, early morning.

The rain was persistent and unending.

Han Bing had finished her secluded meditation. Just as her presence emerged, Ning Daoran appeared on the second floor of the bamboo building, with a gentle wave of his sleeve, opened the prohibition of the Small Cloud Mist Array.

In the next moment, a golden Tunneling light rose from the summit of Purple Cloud Peak, headed straight for Qiongbi Peak at a very high speed.

“Senior Brother~~~”

That breathtaking figure appeared again, turning into a light arrow and “whooshed” into Ning Daoran’s arms.

‘Sigh…’

Ning Daoran was speechless for a while, did his Young Junior Sister not realize how much he had grown over the years? This collision almost made his well-grounded Daoist Heart start to waver.

“Young Junior Sister!”

As he gently stroked Han Bing’s hair from behind her head, he painfully and seriously said, “As the head of the sect, how can you still be so careless? What if someone sees you?”

“Senior Brother~~”

Han Bing looked up and smiled, saying: “I missed you…”

With that, Ning Daoran was left speechless.

At the same time, Ning Daoran noticed that Han Bing looked extremely pale, as if she had suffered a severe injury recently; her Primordial Qi was significantly damaged and it even reached her Tao Foundation, almost causing her to fall from the early stage of Golden Core back to Foundation Establishment.

“Swish~~~”

Ning Daoran lightly lifted his hand and restarted the Small Cloud Mist Array.

“Junior Sister, who did this?” Ning Daoran’s gaze was icy cold.

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“Senior Brother, I’m fine…”

Han Bing’s gaze shifted away; she didn’t want to say, likely fearing she might involve Ning Daoran.

“If you don’t want to talk, then don’t.”

Ning Daoran indifferently said: “Lie down, Brother will heal your injuries. You’ll have lunch here at my place; I’ll ask Old Lu to cook some of your favorite dishes. His skills have improved over the years; you must give it a try.”

“Okay!”

Han Bing nodded with a smile, then obediently lay down.

Ning Daoran spread his fingers over her abdomen, and instantly a strand of the Eternal Green Technique’s gentle Mana seeped into Han Bing’s body. Upon examination, Ning Daoran was immediately alarmed, her condition was more serious than he had anticipated. Han Bing’s heart meridians seemed to have been broken and the repair job was not well done.

For a moment, Ning Daoran became somewhat fearful.

Thank goodness he had come back, otherwise… Han Bing might not have lived for much longer.

“Senior Brother.”

Han Bing lay on the bed and grabbed Ning Daoran’s free left hand, asking, “Senior Brother, you’ve reached the mid-stage of Golden Core?”

“Yes.”

Ning Daoran nodded: “Impressive, isn’t it?”

“Very impressive…”

Han Bing smiled softly: “Back then, I always felt that Senior Brother was extraordinary and certainly wouldn’t die just at Foundation Establishment.”

“Is that so?”

Ning Daoran glanced at her, and smiled, saying: “I remember back then you were completely convinced by Senior Brother’s bluffs.”

“Senior Brother, you’re being mean~~~”

Han Bing playfully punched him.

“Junior Sister, lie down properly. Senior Brother will treat you well!”

“Okay!”

Han Bing closed her eyes and felt a warmth at her abdomen, gradually drifting off to sleep.

Watching her peaceful sleeping face, Ning Daoran remained silent, completely focused as he immersed his consciousness in the Eternal Green Technique, healing Han Bing’s various hidden injuries.

However, the Eternal Green Technique wasn’t omnipotent; even the Eternal Green Technique could not achieve the extent of ‘bringing back the dead, fleshing out the bones.’

Han Bing was severely injured, and even though Ning Daoran used the Eternal Green Technique, he couldn’t completely reverse the severe damage inflicted on her body. In other words, the Eternal Green Technique might save Han Bing’s life, but a decrease in her life span was inevitable.

Furthermore, this severe injury directly diminished Han Bing’s hope of achieving Nascent Soul.

Being an Innate Sword Heart Clarity Body, although her Spirit Root was average, she still had a very low chance of elevating to Nascent Soul. Without this injury, Han Bing should now be stepping into the mid-stage of Golden Core, but now, there was certainly no hope.

…

An endless warmth of the Eternal Green Technique continued flowing into Han Bing’s body.

But Ning Daoran’s eyes grew colder.

Whoever dared to harm Han Bing to this extent, must die without a burial place!