Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 289 - 287 Insight into the Human Heart

Chapter 289: Chapter 287: Insight into the Human Heart

Chapter 289 -287: Insight into the Human Heart

Chen Xiyao wasn’t finished speaking when Ning Daoran had already understood everything.

Zhou Qingshan, while serving as an Inner Sect Elder at the Chaotic Sect, also remotely controlled Dragon Flying Village. At this moment, Zhou Qingshan’s mental state must have changed greatly compared to when he first ascended the mountain as a youth. He had seen so much scenery that he wanted to leave it all for the descendants of Zhou Family’s lineage.

Therefore, after the Chen family finally produced a talent like Chen Xiyao after a hundred years, the first thing Zhou Qingshan thought of was to hide this genius away, letting her fend for herself in the secular world.

In fact, Zhou Qingshan should feel fortunate for not having eliminated Chen Xiyao—a trace of womanly compassion saved his own life.

“Chen Xiyao.”

Ning Daoran said solemnly: “I won’t hide it from you. You do indeed possess a Spirit Root, and it is a third-grade Thunder Spiritual Root, extremely rare and scarce. Are you willing to follow me to the Chaotic Sect to learn and cultivate towards immortality? Rest assured, Little Hehua is my kin, and I will surely treat you well.”

“I’m certainly willing!”

Chen Xiyao immediately laid down her skirt press knife and knelt on the ground, tears glistening in her eyes as she looked up: “Ancestor, do I really possess a Spirit Root?”

“Indeed, and it is a Top-grade Spiritual Root.”

Ning Daoran gently lifted his hand and used the power of the Evergreen Technique to help Chen Xiyao to her feet, saying: “No need for more words, shall we immediately return to the Chaotic Sect?”

“Yes!”

In the next second, Ning Daoran flicked his sleeve and took out a ten-meter-long Flying Boat from his Storage Ring, and after getting Chen Xiyao seated, he activated the Flying Boat and returned to the Chaotic Sect along with Big Stupid Deer.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Sect.

“Eh?”

An Early-stage Foundation Establishment Elder guarding the Mountain Gate shuddered slightly: “Ning… Ancestor Ning is back?”

“Yes, I’m back for some matters.”

“Greetings, Ancestor!”

A group of cultivators guarding the Mountain Gate hurriedly clenched their fists and bowed in salute.

Ning Daoran, controlling the Flying Boat, didn’t return to Qiongbi Peak but turned into a streak of light and flew towards Purple Cloud Peak. Others within the Sect were no longer able to handle this matter—only Han Bing, the Sect Master, could make all decisions.

“Elder brother…”

Inside the Cave Mansion, Han Bing’s beautiful eyes were fixed on the young girl: “She… who is she?”

“A descendant of Little Hehua.”

Ning Daoran sat upright and said steadily: “Her name is Chen Xiyao, a third-grade Thunder Spiritual Root. I found her while she was performing shadow puppetry in a troupe.”

“Ah?”

Han Bing took a deep breath: “That being the case, why didn’t Zhou Qingshan report this? Doesn’t the Sect send someone to measure Spiritual Roots in Dragon Flying Village every year, why did they overlook Chen Xiyao?”

Chen Xiyao, seeing this fairy-like elder sister, knew that the other’s status was extremely high and didn’t dare to overstep boundaries, only whispering: “Reporting to the Ascended Immortal, as a child, I was sent by my family to join a troupe…”

“Young Junior Sister, no need to ask further.”

Ning Daoran spoke indifferently: “Zhou Qingshan has seen Chen Xiyao, and he must have discovered her nature when he saw her; otherwise, given the Chen family’s connections in the village, what need would there be for Chen Xiyao to suffer hardships in a troupe, weathering the elements, racing through streets and performing in various villages?”

“I see.”

Han Bing inhaled sharply: “Elder brother, what do you plan to do?”

“That depends on Zhou Qingshan’s reaction. But let’s talk about Chen Xiyao first.”

Ning Daoran said: “Abandoned by her family since childhood, Chen Xiyao has a will that is firm and unyielding. Moreover, she possesses a third-grade Thunder Spiritual Root. The only pity is that she has missed ten golden years of cultivation. However, it’s not a problem. If we slightly compensate for that, she could still be shaped into a promising individual.”

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: “Young Junior Sister, what do you think of her?”

“Excellent.”

Han Bing understood and smiled: “Since that’s the case, elder brother, allow me to personally take Chen Xiyao as my disciple, to inherit the mantle of the Purple Cloud Peak lineage. It just so happens that Xiyao has a Thunder Spirit Root, she can study the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture left behind by our eldest senior sister, coupled with my Purple Cloud Peak’s Purple Cloud Sword Technique, perhaps she will have the hope of reaching Core Formation in the future.”

Chen Xiyao, with her big watery eyes, didn’t understand at all.

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True Yang Peak.

Inside a Cave Mansion at the peak, an Early-stage Foundation Establishment Elder entreéed, his face deathly pale: “Elder brother, Ancestor Ning has returned to the mountain, and on his Flying Boat, there is also a woman.”

“Ai…”

With a sigh, Zhou Qingshan put away a scarlet treasure mirror from his hand. Indeed, he had already used this spiritual artifact mirror to witness everything. That girl was none other than Chen Xiyao.

The thing he most feared has eventually happened.

Back then, Zhou Qingshan acted selfishly and made a terrible mistake, on a whim he suppressed the fact that Chen Xiyao possessed a high-grade Spirit Root, naturally, to secure the position of the Zhou family in Dragon Flying Village and even within the Chaotic Sect. But unexpectedly, when Ning Daoran returned to the village, he still found Chen Xiyao and had already brought her back to the Chaotic Sect.

With Ning Daoran’s cultivation level and wisdom, he would effortlessly see through the secrets of this matter.

“The Zhou Family is finished…”

Zhou Qingshan sighed deeply with a look of pain on his face: “It’s all because I was too selfish for a moment, leading to a grave mistake… How could my maternal grandfather easily forgive me for such a thing?”

“What’s the point of feeling remorse now, Senior Brother?”

The Foundation Establishment Elder frowned and said: “Ancestor Ning has already taken Chen Xiyao to see the Sect Master. By now, the Sect Master most likely already knows about this matter. Since the truth has been revealed, it’s no use for Senior Brother to feel remorse. You might as well think about how to remedy the consequences this has caused.”

“Very well…”

Zhou Qingshan stood up solemnly and said: “Immediately send out an order to gather all the descendants of the Zhou Family who are cultivating within the Sect, and come with me to Purple Cloud Peak to beg for forgiveness from my maternal grandfather… especially those who are still young children, bring them all. With so many descendants kneeling together, I believe maternal grandfather will surely feel compassion and will not be too harsh on our Zhou Family…”

“Fine.”

The Foundation Establishment Elder left in a hurry, sweating profusely.

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Before sunrise in the early morning, a large procession of Zhou Family descendants appeared outside Han Bing’s Cave Mansion at Purple Cloud Peak. There were more than forty people, under the leadership of Ancestor Zhou Qingshan, they all knelt towards the Cave Mansion.

“Maternal grandfather, Zhou Qingshan admits his guilt and is willing to accept any punishment!”

After kneeling down, Zhou Qingshan kowtowed without getting up.

“Hmph!”

Inside the Cave Mansion, Ning Daoran let out a cold laugh: “You certainly react quickly.”

Han Bing spoke softly: “Zhou Qingshan… usually, he is diligent in his duties within the Sect, and he also exercises good restraint over the Zhou Family’s descendants. But this matter is indeed contemptible. As for how to deal with him and the Zhou Family’s descendants, it’s all up to Senior Brother.”

“Mhm.”

Ning Daoran nodded: “Junior Sister, come with me. Let’s see your Senior Brother put on a show of might.”

Han Bing couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

Outside the Cave Mansion Restriction, a misty aura appeared, followed by two Golden Core Cultivators stepping out of the Cave Mansion.

“Greetings to Maternal Grandfather, greetings to the Sect Master…”

The Zhou Family members showed sincere reverence, particularly the younger cultivators, who were extremely awed by the two Golden Core Cultivators.

“Zhou Qingshan.”

Ning Daoran stood with one hand behind his back, exuding an eternally calm and detached aura, and said: “Have you forgotten the scene when I first brought you up the mountain? From having nothing to achieving what you have now, why aren’t you satisfied? Do you really think that only you, Zhou Qingshan, deserve all this while others in the village do not?”

“Zhou Qingshan… acknowledges his mistake…”

That elder kowtowed forcefully, tears in his voice: “Maternal grandfather, Zhou Qingshan has let you down… sorry… truly sorry, I should not have been so…”

“Is an apology all it takes?”

Ning Daoran’s eyebrows raised: “People must pay the price for their actions.”

“Please punish me, Maternal Grandfather, Zhou Qingshan will hold no grudges!”

“Good!”

Ning Daoran spoke indifferently: “You have three days to lead all members of the Zhou Family out of Chaotic Sect. From now on, you are no longer members of Chaotic Sect. Go elsewhere to seek your path of cultivation. The shelter of your ancestors is now cut off because of you, Zhou Qingshan. Furthermore, I went to the village and found that the ancestral graves of the Zhou Family have been neglected for years without worship or care. Since becoming a Foundation Establishment Expert, have you really forgotten your roots and your ancestors?”

“I…”

Zhou Qingshan trembled all over.

“You should be grateful you didn’t resort to murder or silence Chen Xiyao at the time,” Ning Daoran’s eyes flashed a stern light, sending shivers down the spines of the Zhou Family descendants.

“Maternal grandfather…”

Zhou Qingshan’s body shook violently, as if he remembered the state of mind at the moment he had made that decision years ago. He only wanted the Zhou Family to be influential in the village, never considering killing the descendants of the Chen family. But what if he had really done it back then? Would all of this have been avoided?

As this thought crossed his mind, Zhou Qingshan immediately rejected it within his heart. Such an act was definitely not acceptable; he, Zhou Qingshan, was not someone who would resort to such despicable means.

At that moment, a chill passed through Zhou Qingshan’s Divine Soul, as if it had seen through all his thoughts. When Zhou Qingshan looked up, he saw Ning Daoran’s cold eyes.

For a while, sweat poured from Zhou Qingshan, drenching his clothes.

The cultivation of his maternal grandfather was sky-reaching; he could even see into people’s hearts…

Sweating profusely, Zhou Qingshan realized that he had narrowly escaped death at the Ghost Gate. Had he harbored hope in his heart, regretting not killing Chen Xiyao, he would most likely already be a corpse by now.

“Enough, there’s no need for more words.”

Ning Daoran said: “Do as I said. From now on, your lineage has no relation with Chaotic Sect, nor with the Zhou Family of Dragon Flying Village. Leave Qingzhou and seek your way elsewhere.”

“Yes, maternal grandfather…”

Zhou Qingshan bowed his head slowly.

But just then, Ning Daoran’s gaze fell upon a foolhardy-looking child in the crowd. The child appeared to be five or six years old, with dark skin, holding a meat bun in his hand, a snot bubble hanging from his nose, and eyes crossed, but his gaze was clear and bright.

This child greatly resembled his ancestor, Zhou Tiezhu!

What was surprising was that the child possessed a Fourth Grade Fire Spirit Root!