Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 290 - 288 Grinding Stone

Chapter 290: Chapter 288 Grinding Stone

Chapter 290 -288 Grinding Stone

“Fine then…”

Ning Daoran sighed.

It was impossible to utterly sever the familial bond with Little Tiezhu’s lineage. Although technically Ning Daoran was two generations removed from Zhou Qingshan, by the time of Zhou Qingshan’s generation, the familial bond Ning Daoran had with Little Tiezhu’s descendants had practically reached its end.

Yet Dragon Flying Village was after all the place he came from, and the life-saving favor of being fed by Little Tiezhu back in the day could not be encapsulated in a few words. He owed it to the Zhou Family to leave them some opportunities.

“What is the name of this child?” Ning Daoran asked, pointing with his hand.

“Ah?”

Zhou Qingshan, grasping at straws for salvation, replied, “Reporting to Grandfather, his name is Zhou Tieshu. He is the direct descendant of our ancestor Tiezhu. He has a Spirit Root, but his mind seems to be a bit slow, hence he… has not yet begun cultivation in the Sect.”

“Good.”

Ning Daoran said, “Zhou Tieshu may stay and cultivate at True Yang Peak as an Inner Sect Disciple. The rest of you may leave.”

“Yes, Grandfather…”

Zhou Qingshan bowed repeatedly in thanks.

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Inside the Cave Mansion.

Ning Daoran gave Zhou Tieshu some Magic Artifacts and Spiritual Artifacts, all placed in a Storage Bag and tied to his waist, warning him not to lose them. Then he summoned an Early-stage Foundation Establishment Elder from True Yang Peak to take on Zhou Tieshu as his disciple, leaving the slightly flushed elder to take the foolish lad away.

“Sister.”

Ning Daoran glanced at Chen Xiyao and said to Han Bing, “These next few days I will open and comb through her meridians, widen her Dantian, and help her recover some of the wasted cultivation Time. You can start by teaching her the entry mnemonic of the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture, and have her practice it. My goal is to have her introduce energy into her body and reach the Qi Refinement Realm before my departure.”

“Okay!”

Han Bing nodded happily. Chen Xiyao was her Disciple, who might possibly inherit her mantle. Ning Daoran personally offering to help train her disciple was a rare opportunity that one couldn’t even dream of receiving.

On a cold bed rich with Spiritual Energy.

It seemed this bed truly belonged to Han Bing…

Chen Xiyao, dressed in a simple short garment, her face slightly tense, sat cross-legged on the bed, her long eyelashes fluttering.

“Ancestor, I have heard…”

Chen Xiyao pursed her lips: “Those legendary stories say that when men and women practice Cultivation Techniques, they are supposed to disrobe. Since Ancestor is organizing my meridians for me, should I take off my clothes first?”

Blushing, she spoke.

Ning Daoran’s head buzzed: “What nonsense, you should read less of those useless novels! We are Cultivators; it’s not so complicated. I don’t even have to physically touch you. Just sit still and empty your mind.”

“Yes, Ancestor!”

Chen Xiyao straightened her supple chest and closed her eyes, sitting earnestly.

Nearby, Han Bing crossed her arms and couldn’t help chuckling softly. That girl was really asking for a scolding! But no matter, she was her disciple. After the Sect Brother left, there would be plenty of time to properly train her.

Ning Daoran raised his hand and a rich and profound stream of Evergreen Technique Power, like a lush, dense vine, rushed out and connected directly with Chen Xiyao’s back. Following that, Ning Daoran released his Divine Sense to begin examining Chen Xiyao’s meridians and Spirit Root.

Everything was in good condition. The young girl, having traveled with a theater troupe, had a healthy body and carried a bit of valor between her brows, indeed very similar to Little Hehua from the past.

The Eternal Green Technique was truly mysterious. The moment the Power surged through, it was like a river washing over dried-up mud, swiftly clearing all the blockages in Chen Xiyao’s meridians.

“Sister, teach her the mental method of the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture.”

“Okay.”

Han Bing raised her hand and a speck of faint light landed on Chen Xiyao’s forehead. The girl visibly trembled and became immersed in learning the entry mental method of the Purple Cloud Yang Thunder Scripture.

Soon after, Ning Daoran had unblocked her meridians and began to moisten Chen Xiyao’s Dantian with the Power of the Evergreen Technique, enhancing her ability to sense the rich Spiritual Energy around her faster.

Thus, three days flew by.

On the third day.

Carts appeared on the mountain paths of the Sect, and Flying Boats stretched across the sky. The Zhou Family were relocating from the Chaotic Sect; Ning Daoran’s words were as good as imperial edicts, with no one in the Chaotic Sect daring to defy them.

Moreover, Zhou Qingshan left willingly without much complaint.

While in Han Bing’s Cave Mansion, Chen Xiyao suddenly let out a soft “oh,” and a stream of Spiritual Energy formed a vortex above her head, then poured into her crown, spreading outward to every limb.

Energy Introduction, first layer of the Qi Refinement Realm!

“Done!”

Ning Daoran said with a faint smile, feeling quite pleased inside.

Chen Xiyao actually managed to introduce energy into her body within three days, somewhat exceeding his expectations. Her cultivation talent might not be low, and with a third-grade Thunder Spiritual Root, she might indeed inherit Han Bing’s mantle!

Even if she couldn’t achieve as much as senior sister Jiang Yu in the future, being a little Jiang Yu should be no problem.

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In the evening, the sun set in the west.

In front of Han Bing’s Cave Mansion, Ning Daoran set up a table where he and Big Stupid Deer personally cooked dishes. The ingredients were all exquisite foods from the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, and he even braised a ten-pound Golden Dragon Spirit Carp.

He invited Chen Yuzhu, Lin Yun, and Lin Ye to join, along with Han Bing, Chen Xiyao, and Zhou Tieshu, sitting around the table together, fully enjoying this outdoor dinner.

Chen Yuzhu was elegant and dignified, while Lin Yun and Lin Ye were somewhat reserved, as it was indeed nerve-racking to dine with the Sect Master.

On the other hand, Chen Xiyao, who had never tasted such delicious food before, wielded her chopsticks gorging with pleasure, praising the culinary skills of the Ancestor and Big Stupid Deer, saying they were second to none in this world. Their compliments made Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer beam with joy. As for her table manners, they were not important at the moment, definitely much better than the messy Zhou Tieshu.

Han Bing felt a sense of brooding, knowing that after this meal her Sect Brother would leave once more, and this time, truly depart.

Ning Daoran held a bowl wide as a face plate, savoring the fragrant Purple Jade Spirit Rice coupled with various delicious dishes, thoroughly relishing the meal.

He looked at the people around the table, with a small wish in his heart.

Hoping that the next time they reunite, everyone would be better…

In the deep night, within the Cave Mansion.

Ning Daoran left some items for Chen Xiyao. Due to Chen Xiyao having a Thunder Spiritual Root, suitable treasures for her were extremely hard to find. In the end, Ning Daoran found a short knife from Ancestor Xu’s Storage Bag, the length of which was only that of chopsticks.

The Thunder Blade, a First-tier Top-Grade Magical Artifact.

It was merely a magic artifact, which really wasted such a name. But it was extremely suitable for Chen Xiyao, and she would naturally be able to use it when she reached the Late-stage Qi Refining.

Additionally, there was also a Purple Flying Sword, named Purple Thunder Flying Sword, a Second-tier Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact, also a treasured collection of Ancestor Xu.

Although Ancestor Xu was at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, he seemed to be quite good to his own people, especially towards the younger generations who must be quite doted on; otherwise, a Nascent Soul wouldn’t have held on to these low-order treasures. Logically, the contents within a Nascent Soul Ancestor’s Storage Bag should be Magical Treasures, and even Fourth-tier Spiritual Treasures as it should not be hard for them to kill and loot treasures.

Being so affectionate to his offspring, Ancestor Xu seemed to be quite a good person.

At this moment, Ancestor Xu’s extensively questionable character finally received a small part of recognition from Ning Daoran.

At dawn.

Ning Daoran quietly left the Chaotic Sect with Big Stupid Deer.

Han Bing saw them off outside of the Sect, standing atop a cliff, watching as Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer steered a Flying Boat, disappearing into the vast clouds.

“Senior Brother…”

Han Bing pursed her red lips, uncertain of when she might see him next after this farewell.

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At the break of morning.

Sunrise broke the dawn, piercing through the clouds and turning into countless golden arrows as light showered between the mountains, creating an extremely magnificent view.

“It’s so beautiful.”

Ning Daoran sat upright at the prow of the boat.

If not for being a Cultivator, how could one witness such stunning scenery?

If not for being a Great Cultivator, how could one enjoy such scenery for a long-lasting time?

Longevity, always an object of arduous pursuit by the Human Clan yet unattainable, makes one wonder if this journey of Cultivation would yield the legendary Longevity. At the thought, Ning Daoran could not help but waver.

“Ow ow~~~”

Big Stupid Deer raised his head to look at the sky, and suddenly let out loud bellows.

In the sky, a flock of wild geese formed a V-formation, flying northward.

The calls of the wild geese echoed endlessly in the wind, also making Ning Daoran’s heart feel vast and boundless, and he said, “Old Lu, set sail. Our next stop is Ji City in Xuzhou, to seek the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture!”

“Ow ow ow~~~”

One man, one deer, sped away on the Flying Boat amidst the spring breeze!

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Half a month later.

The Flying Boat burst through the clouds, overlooking the land below. Ahead was a city, but not an Immortal City. It was nowhere as majestic as the Immortal White Dragon City. Outside the city, fields connected one to another, where one could see the sights of commoners working. There was no Immortal aura, but it did possess a bit more of the human world’s liveliness.

Ji City, a mid-sized city within Xuzhou territory.

The city, backed by the legendary Dragon Martial Mountain, thus exuded a strong martial arts culture. The city was full of martial arts schools, and due to the abundance of Blood Qi Martial Artists, bloody incidents were frequent, making it a headache for that Xuzhou Martial Immortal.

Old rule, Ning Daoran wasn’t sure he could get the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture in one go, so he decided to first enter Ji City, find a place to stay, then make a trip to Dragon Martial Mountain. As for whether or not he could exchange any treasures for the inheritance technique, Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, it would all come down to luck.

From the experience with Red Leaf Valley Divine Weapon Sect, it seemed unlikely to be optimistic. Whether it’s Martial Artists or Cultivators, the various major Sects and powers of the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World all held their treasured skills closely and were typically not willing to share.

However, it was not a problem. Persistent nagging would eventually get the job done. If open approaches didn’t work, then secretive ones would, and if gentle pleas didn’t work, force might. Ning Daoran believed that he couldn’t hold too high a moral standard in his journey of Cultivation, otherwise, it was easy to suffer losses.

Already a Golden Core Cultivator yet he had done so few bad deeds, if this gets out it would probably be laughed off by his peers.

Ji City.

Ning Daoran, in a green shirt, exuded the presence of a Golden Core Mid-stage Cultivator, yet looked unreasonably young.

Big Stupid Deer was even more low-key, concealing his Holy Beast aura, with a dull mist enveloping his fur, following beside Ning Daoran, playing the role of a spiritual beast.

After passing through several streets, a stall-lined street appeared ahead, with all sorts of stalls, some of which were just wrapped goods spread on the ground, considering that a stall and would thus ask for sky-high prices and scam anyone they could.

Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer, with a strong interest in bargain hunting, began to scan the stalls with wide-eyed eagerness.

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Before long, Ning Daoran’s gaze lingered on a dusty grey stone.

The seller was a woman in simple clothing, from a poor family. Though without makeup, one could see she was somewhat pretty, and if dressed up properly, she might not even be inferior to the top courtesans in brothels.

“This esteemed senior…”

The woman said, “Has the senior taken an interest in my grinding stone? With one breath, I’ll price it…”

She hesitated for a moment: “Ten copper coins, I’ll sell it to the senior!”

Ning Daoran was somewhat speechless.

Silly girl, what grinding stone? That’s clearly a Magical Treasure Embryo with concealed aura, which could easily sell for tens of thousands of Spirit Stones when turned over, yet you ask for just ten copper coins and still feel unsure??

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“Ten copper coins is a bit expensive, can it be five?”

A certain shameless person began to haggle, as bargaining was the basic respect for the culture of street stalls.