Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 286 - 284 Qiu Long Treasure Mirror

Chapter 286: Chapter 284 Qiu Long Treasure Mirror

Chapter 286 -284 Qiu Long Treasure Mirror

“You…”

Nine Revolutions True Man’s face turned pale, both shocked and angry in his heart.

“Shua~~~”

A streak of talismanic light bloomed from his sleeve, it was a Third-Order Mid-Grade Divine Speed Talisman, treasured by the Nine Revolutions True Man for many years.

“Fellow Daoist, injuring my young junior sister Han Bing and just walking away like this isn’t very nice.”

Ning Daoran controlled the Luminous Jade Gourd with one hand, and with a light flick of his finger, a strand of blood-colored silk thread silently attacked from behind Nine Revolutions True Man, blocking his escape route.

At the same time, power of the Evergreen Technique surged, as numerous Array Flags and Array Plates flew out from the Storage Bag like shooting stars, swiftly dispersing in all directions. In a blink, a Third-tier Array with rotating lights rapidly rose, trapping Nine Revolutions True Man within.

White Feather Flowing Sound Array, a Third-tier Middle-grade Array!

For a moment, Nine Revolutions True Man was even more shocked, realizing that not only was this person deeply adept in mana, but astonishingly also an Array Master? And judging by the setup, likely a Third-tier Array Master!

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“Fellow Daoist, who exactly are you?”

Nine Revolutions True Man’s gaze turned icy as his sleeve-hidden hand produced two more Third-order Mid-Grade Prohibition Breaking Talismans. Additionally, a Second-tier Top-Grade Spirit Weapon Flying Knife surrounded by mana was ready to strike.

“As far as I know, all of Chaotic Sect’s Golden Cores except for Han Bing died in the border battle by the Black Tide. Fellow Daoist, who are you then? Chaotic Sect certainly doesn’t have a Golden Core like you!”

“Telling you won’t hurt.”

Once the array was set up and Ning Daoran knew the victory was secured, he smiled as he raised the Qiushui Sword and said word by word, “Listen well, fellow Daoist. My name is Ning Daoran, once a mere Little Spirit Farmer of the Qiongbi Peak, Chaotic Sect Outer Sect.”

“Don’t deceive me, fellow Daoist!”

Nine Revolutions True Man, utterly disbelieving, let out a thunderous roar, his sleeves dancing wildly as he was about to deploy the two Third-tier Prohibition Breaking Talismans.

Using Prohibition Breaking Talismans greatly damages arrays, and if he managed to launch them, the White Feather Flowing Sound Array would likely sustain damage to some Array Patterns and Array Flags, which all amounted to lost Spirit Stones—better not wasted if possible.

“Die!”

Without hesitation, Ning Daoran directed the sword straight as sword light suddenly surged from a Taichi Pattern unexpectedly formed beneath Nine Revolutions True Man’s feet, piercing through his brow, throat, heart, and Dantian before he could launch the talismans—directly slaying him!

“Putong…”

The next second, Nine Revolutions True Man’s body stiffly fell down.

As his pupils shrunk, he saw his fame-relying Treasure Mirror turning into a streak of light being absorbed by the Jade Gourd.

‘Has my path to immortality…ended here?’

As Nine Revolutions True Man fell, the light in his eyes dissipated continuously. Although filled with reluctance and indignation, it seemed there was nothing worth regretting; the person before him was far stronger—his death not unjust.

“Alas…”

Just before dying, Nine Revolutions True Man sighed deeply, succumbing to death.

…

“Hmph…”

Ning Daoran slapped the Luminous Jade Gourd, and immediately a streak of auspicious light flew out with the Treasure Mirror in it, which he toyed in his hand.

The Treasure Mirror was extremely ancient, covered in bronze color with densely packed obscure ancient scripts on the back, and the front carved with a vivid Qiu dragon that seemed so lifelike it almost moved.

The rich ancient aura was palpable even to the ordinary eye—clearly showing the extraordinariness of the item.

An ultimate treasure among Magical Treasures!

“Good stuff…”

Ning Daoran sighed with appreciation and threw the Treasure Mirror into his Storage Bag, then lightly raised his hand to gather up all the scattered souls of Nine Revolutions True Man, conducting a Soul Search to see how this audacious Loose Cultivator dared to harm his young junior sister!

The result of the Soul Search was unsurprising; Nine Revolutions True Man dared to attack Han Bing and the Chaotic Sect purely due to the decline of the Sect.

Sixty years ago, during the border battle representing Qingzhou, Chaotic Sect suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the four Golden Cores like Jiang Yu, Gongyang Yan, Lin Xingyuan, and Ning Qing who fell to the Black Tide, even the Nascent Soul stage Great Cultivator Lin Qing’er was rumored to have perished in that calamity.

This battle led to a disastrous drop in Chaotic Sect’s power; merely relying on Han Bing with an Eighth-grade Spirit Root, how could the Sect sustain itself as a Super Sect?

Hence, in the eyes of many Sects in Qingzhou, Chaotic Sect had long reverted to being a Second-class Sect—its overall strength not even matching the era when Jiang Yu led the Sect.

The Cultivation World is cruel and ruthless, where only strength speaks. If one can, one does; if one cannot, then they do not—this applies to Chaotic Sect as well.

Ning Daoran frowned, looking at the blurred soul of Nine Revolutions True Man, feeling a slight indignation in his heart.

As for the Treasure Mirror, named Qiu Long Treasure Mirror, it indeed was an Ancient Treasure level Magical Treasure, obtained by Nine Revolutions True Man during an exploration in a Secret Realm on the borders of Huangzhou. Four Late-stage Golden Core cultivators competed for it but ultimately, it was picked up by Nine Revolutions True Man, who was adept in the Concealing Breath Technique, boosting his Cultivation journey until he met Ning Daoran.

The Divine Skills of Qiu Long Treasure Mirror were extremely domineering; once activated, it could lock onto an opponent’s mana and suppress it within the Domain Field around the Treasure Mirror, gaining an absolute advantage in both Fight Techniques and Spiritual Pressure confrontations—a treasure that ridiculously reduces the opponent’s mana by about thirty percent right off the bat!

Additionally, the Soul Search of Nine Revolutions True Man yielded some other findings.

Though Nine Revolutions True Man was a Loose Cultivator Golden Core, he was not truly on his own; instead, he had three remarkably strong Foundation Establishment Daoist couples and three Foundation Establishment Disciples. These individuals had all participated in the earlier battle at Qiushui Lake, even staining their hands with the blood of the disciples from Chaotic Sect, Star Moon Pavilion, and Steel Gate Sect.

To cut the weeds, one must remove the roots, lest they grow back with spring’s breeze.

“Shua~~~”

A brand-new Class A Paperfolk was crafted, and Ning Daoran raised his fingertip to infuse a glint of Nine Revolutions True Man’s Divine Soul into the Paperfolk. As he tossed it, a new Nine Revolutions True Man appeared before his eyes, his Divine Soul and aura almost identical to the original—truly able to deceive.

“Little Qing.”

He frowned slightly, pulling out the Green Ghost Flag from his Storage Bag, and said, “This life soul is yours now.”

“Thank you, Young Master!”

Little Qing instantly burst out of the Green Ghost Flag, revealing a fierce face of a green-clothed evil ghost.

“What… what are you going to do!?”

In the woods, the blurred face of the Nine Revolutions True Man’s soul was utterly horrified, “Ning Daoran, you… you want to destroy this seat’s soul? Are you really so resolute? Aren’t you afraid…”

“Not afraid.”

Ning Daoran gently waved his hand, blocking the residual soul’s mouth.

What’s there to fear? Just a mid-stage Golden Core, after Ning Daoran reaches the Nascent Soul, what difference would he see them as compared to ants?

“Ah woo!”

Little Qing opened her huge bloody mouth and took a bite; the upper half of the Nine Revolutions True Man’s soul was bitten off. The lower half trembled and another bite followed, completely digesting the mid-stage Golden Core life soul.

“Alright, there are still some loose ends to tie up.”

Ning Daoran retrieved the Green Ghost Flag, placed one hand behind his back, and transformed into a streak of tunneling light, while sending out a Sound Transmission Talisman.

Qiushui Lake, Han Family ancestral home.

A Sound Transmission Talisman flew into the prohibition and located Han Tai’s presence, emitting Ning Daoran’s voice: “The Nine Revolutions True Man has fallen, I hope from now on, you all restrain yourselves. The matters of the Han Family should be resolved by the Han Family alone. Don’t push everything onto Han Bing, if because of your Han Family she falls into a desperate situation again, I will definitely return and exterminate your Han Family!”

“…”

Han Tai felt mixed emotions.

The younger generation also looked puzzled; the character of this Golden Core senior appeared so peculiar that they could no longer discern whether he was friend or foe.

However, the Nine Revolutions True Man had far-reaching connections, and to kill a Nine Revolutions True Man being only a Golden Core… one could imagine the strength!

“Thank you, senior, we will definitely heed your teachings!”

Han Tai led in kneeling towards the direction of Ning Daoran.

The younger generation also knelt down one after another, their eyes filled with reverence.

…

Fuling Mountain, lair of the Nine Revolutions True Man.

As the sky began to lighten, the Nine Revolutions True Man appeared among the clouds, holding a blood-stained head, which was precisely Han Bing’s!

“Come out everyone, I have accomplished a great deed!”

The Nine Revolutions True Man threw the head onto the ground between several Cave Mansions, laughing, “Chaotic Sect’s Han Bing has been executed, and from now on Chang Family will retake control over Qiushui Lake, all of you now have a chance for Core Formation!”

“Really?”

A slender-waisted young madam walked out from her Cave Mansion, joyfully saying, “It’s truly wonderful, our family head’s magic is divine, to have even executed that formidable with flying swords, Han Bing!”

“Master is truly a divine figure!”

Several Foundation Establishment disciples also emerged from their Cave Mansions, each wearing smiles on their faces.

“Not right!”

At that moment, an older Madam with a majestic front and sharp eyes said, “You… you’re not my lord…”

“Too late~~”

Within the wind, “Nine Revolutions True Man” laughed heartily.

In the next moment, a golden spherical storm burst open within the clouds, enveloping the heavens and earth. The horrifying spiritual pressure turned the complexions of Fuling Mountain’s group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators deathly pale, immobilizing them!

“Who… who are you?”

The Madam looked up, only to see a tall, slim figure standing amidst the wind, dressed in a green robe. He gently raised his hand, and behind him, countless flying swords and sword qi crisscrossed in the air.

In the next moment, his palm gently fell, and a torrent of sword light like a fierce storm poured down.

“Spurt, spurt, spurt~~~”

On the plain, the Nine Revolutions True Man’s several concubines and three Foundation Establishment Disciples were unable to move. Their bodies were pierced by the numerous flying swords and sword qi, instantly becoming riddled with holes, as though they were tattered cotton pierced through, blood and flesh scattered all around, dying quite suddenly.

“Little Qing.”

Ning Daoran stood amidst the wind, his gaze indifferent.

The green-clothed evil ghost transformed into a breeze and descended, swallowing not only the life souls but also the blood essence of everyone present in one breath, not wasting a single bit. After finishing, she even stuck out her foot-long lilac tongue and licked her lips.

“You, you, you…”

Ning Daoran’s face turned pale, pointing at the green-clothed evil ghost, “If you dare make that gesture again, I will extinguish you!”

“Yes, I will heed the Young Master’s law! Little Qing will not dare anymore…”

Little Qing quickly folded her hands in a salute, appearing quite composed.