Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 302 - 300 The Eve of Departure

Chapter 302: Chapter 300: The Eve of Departure

Chapter 302 -300: The Eve of Departure

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In the blink of an eye, a year passed.

Ji City still remained eerily silent, the towering black mushrooms persisted unchanged, seemingly greedily absorbing the blood essence provided by Ji City, appearing insatiably voracious.

Inside the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

Ning Daoran slowly opened his hands, a strand of mycelium under the influence of the Evergreen Technique Power continuously turned over, over these days apart from his cultivation time, he had been constantly studying this mycelial toxin.

“Sir, the toxin contains vitality, it appears to be not a lifeless thing.”

Beside him, Little Bai also repeatedly observed and provided some suggestions.

“Hmm.”

Ning Daoran nodded: “I also felt it, and just like what we have seen, this kind of toxin belongs to Wood Attribute, even the black mushroom demon might also be of Wood Attribute.”

He frowned: “However, during this time, I tried to suppress the toxin with the Golden Silk Sword, but it was useless, although the Golden Silk Sword can cut through gold and jade, it has no effect on restraining this wildly spreading toxin.”

Little Bai deeply agreed, nodding her head.

“Old Su’s condition is getting worse.”

Ning Daoran said with a frown: “Starting from yesterday, mushrooms have begun growing on his chest… it nearly scared Su Mei and Chi Susu, and the suppressing effect of my Eternal Evergreen Technique on the toxin is also getting worse. If we don’t find a method to restrain it soon, I’m afraid Old Su might not hold on.”

“Sigh…”

Little Bai sighed helplessly, she was just a Demon King and not a Divine Doctor, skilled in killing, truly seldom involved in saving lives.

Just then, Big Stupid Deer came from the direction of the Jade Spirit Spring, its demeanor somewhat anxious as it cried out.

“What’s wrong, Old Lu?”

Ning Daoran frowned, only to see Big Stupid Deer shift its body, revealing the Green Water Turtle behind it.

“Brother Ran…”

The Green Water Turtle’s voice was somewhat weak.

“What happened?”

Ning Daoran grew alert, noticing that the Green Water Turtle’s body was entwined with black mycelium, even it had fallen victim to the toxin.

“Not good!”

Ning Daoran quickly stepped forward, infusing a strand of Evergreen Technique Power to stabilize the Green Water Turtle’s condition, frowning as he asked: “When did this start, what do you feel?”

“Three days ago.”

The Green Water Turtle said: “I just felt a bit weak and numb, the areas where the mycelium grew lost sensation, but other than that, there isn’t much feeling, and my aura hasn’t changed much.”

Indeed, the demon aura of the Green Water Turtle was still strong.

Beside, Little Bai closely observed for a while, saying: “Sir, generally speaking, there are only two scenarios: either the toxin grows mycelium or there’s complete immunity. It’s rare like with the Green Water Turtle, which has grown mycelium, yet its vital signs are not affected.”

“So…”

An answer emerged in Ning Daoran’s mind: “Could it be that Little Gui is resistant to the toxin?”

“Exactly.”

“That’s good.”

Ning Daoran immediately said: “Little Gui, squeeze out a drop of your essence blood for me to study.”

“Yes, Brother Ran…”

After Ning Xiaogui squeezed out a drop of essence blood, he went to rest, listlessly sprawled in the vegetable garden, from afar looking like a mound of green feces.

…

Several days later, when Ning Daoran had yet to figure out a definitive reason, the Green Water Turtle had already healed without medication, the mycelium on its body completely fell off, its turtle shell and skin smooth, lively once again.

Ning Daoran did not slack off and continued researching a countermeasure.

A year later, Ning Daoran finally concluded his seclusion.

As a Third-tier Top Grade Alchemist, he developed a new type of elixir called Mystic Light Pill, crafted from Xuan Guang Grass, Heavenly Net Pills and several other herbs. The pill was developed by reverse-engineering from Ning Xiaogui’s drop of essence blood.

In the evening, he planned to have Su Chuanping test the medical efficacy.

Inside the pharmacy, in a dimly lit small room, the oil lamp flickered.

Su Chuanping lay on the bed barely alive, mushrooms growing atop his chest, his appearance between human and ghost, the overwhelming mushroom smell causing him tremendous pain, feeling like he could just be thrown into a pot to stew chicken.

“Old Su.”

Ning Daoran sat in the chair across from him, speaking earnestly: “Regarding whether this elixir is effective or not, I am not sure, and whether this elixir could have any side effects, I also don’t know at the moment, but there’s a chance it could remove the demon poison from your body. Would you like to try it?”

“Ning… Mr. Ning…”

Su Chuanping’s voice was weak, with a bitter smile: “Do I have any other choice? Let me test the medicine. My current state is worse than death, whether it can cure me or not, I can’t stand it anymore.”

“Dad!”

Not far away, Su Mei’s eyes were red: “Shouldn’t we… think about it a bit more?”

“No need to think more.”

Su Chuanping, straightforward in nature, chuckled softly: “Your father has always been impatient, adhering to a brave and resolute style, I’ve had enough of this current unbearable state of being neither human nor ghost. Mr. Ning…”

He looked up at Ning Daoran, saying: “If I fail with the experiment, Mei’er will be left alone. Mr. Ning, if you are willing, please marry her and take her as your wife. If you are not interested, please find a way to take her out of Ji City, as long as she can get out…”

“Old Su, rest assured.”

Ning Daoran reassured: “I have a strong feeling that this elixir is mostly effective!”

“Really?”

“Open your mouth.”

As Su Chuanping opened his mouth, Ning Daoran tossed a Mystic Light Pill like shooting a three-pointer. With a gulp, Su Chuanping swallowed it, and then it was a waiting game.

The first day, there wasn’t much activity.

Although Su Mei didn’t say anything, her face was filled with anxiety.

On the second day, some blood color finally returned to Su Chuanping’s face, indicating signs of improvement.

Five days later, the mushrooms on Su Chuanping’s chest began to fall off, exposing the fresh red flesh underneath.

Ten days later, the fungal strands finally began to fall off, the Martial Artist’s Blood Qi in Su Chuanping’s body began to circulate vigorously, entering a recovery state.

Half a month later, Su Chuanping had largely recovered, able to get out of bed and walk, and his strength had restored to the level of Early-stage Condensed Liquid Realm.

…

By this time, Ji City had been trapped for two years, and the city had long since turned into a deathly stillness.

Apart from the pharmacy, nearly all the creatures in Ji City had become nourishment for the towering Black Mushrooms, and the people in the city knew nothing of the outside events, nor did they know if the Court had sent people, dispatched Great Cultivators to rescue them.

Su Mei, Chi Susu, and others were very optimistic, saying that the Court would not abandon Ji City and would definitely send someone to rescue.

However, Ning Daoran didn’t think so. A demon like the Black Mushrooms, even ordinary cultivators could lose their lives upon contact, and there had been no movement for a full two years, which made it clear that the Court had essentially given up on Ji City and hadn’t planned to send anyone for rescue.

In the evening, the oil lamp flickered.

Ning Daoran gathered everyone together and said, “It’s been two years. My understanding of that Devil Head has deepened considerably, so I am going to send you all away from Ji City.”

“Are we leaving?” A group of Martial Arts Academy Disciples showed excited expressions.

“Yes.”

Ning Daoran nodded, “We leave as soon as dawn breaks tomorrow. It’s unlikely we could return to Ji City in the short term. Prepare yourselves to seek livelihoods elsewhere. With Old Su and Su Mei’s strengths, I believe establishing another martial arts hall in another city should be feasible.”

Su Chuanping deeply agreed, feeling confident.

After the crowd dispersed, Ning Daoran entered the inner room and said, “Susu, come in.”

“Yes, young master!”

Chi Susu entered the inner room.

Ning Daoran cast a Prohibition to isolate sound and said, “Susu, you have followed me for six years, doing well as a maid. The pharmacy’s business has flourished partly due to you. After leaving Ji City tomorrow, you should stay with Old Su and Su Mei at the new Su Family’s Martial Arts Hall and seek livelihood there. I believe they won’t mistreat you.”

“Young master…”

Tears welled up in Chi Susu’s eyes instantly, “I am reluctant to leave you, young master…”

“In life, there must be farewells.”

Ning Daoran’s gaze was serene, “Old Lu and I must go to faraway places to gain experience. Our future will be perilous and tumultuous, and it would be too easy for you to lose your life if you followed us.”

“Yes, young master…”

“This is for you.”

Ning Daoran took out five hundred Spirit Stones from the Storage Bag and handed them to her, “Hide them well. These Spirit Stones are enough for your brother to cultivate to the Condensed Liquid Realm. If it really doesn’t work out, you can buy some property elsewhere, enough to support a wealthy life.”

“Young master…”

“Keep these hidden.”

Ning Daoran said, “Go out now, let Su Mei come in.”

“Yes!”

Chi Susu, with shining tears, walked out and said, “Miss Su, the young master is asking for you.”

“Okay.”

Su Mei stood up, her heart slightly trepid, and walked into the cabin.

“Miss Su.”

Ning Daoran said, “I’ve mentioned before that your cultivation talent is decent, and you could really pursue Dual Cultivation of magic and body. Otherwise, solely cultivating martial arts will eventually lead nowhere. Even though Martial Artists are strong, their lifespans are short. Since you possess a Spirit Root and have both cultivation and martial arts talents, you shouldn’t miss this opportunity.”

With that, he took out a heavy Storage Bag and handed it over.

“Brother Ning, this is…”

Su Mei looked puzzled, hesitant to accept.

“Take it.”

Ning Daoran pushed the Storage Bag into her hands, “This Storage Bag contains five thousand Spirit Stones, enough for your cultivation up to Late-stage Foundation Establishment. Additionally, there’s a Top-grade Foundation Establishment Pill and a simplified version of Evergreen Technique, which you might consider replacing your Basic Skills with, as it could benefit your cultivation even more. There are also some Elixir Pills that enhance cultivation during the Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment stages, and some Breakthrough Pills for minor realms.”

He frowned slightly, “I haven’t prepared many treasures for you, just one Top-grade magical tool, plus one Mid-grade Spiritual Artifact and one Top-grade Spiritual Artifact, all suitable for your use. If you work diligently, reaching Late-stage Foundation Establishment should be no problem, and if your opportunities are great, perhaps in the future, you might even achieve Core Formation.”

Faced with such a massive gift, Su Mei was at a loss for words.

Her path in cultivation was initiated by a Loose Cultivator, but her master had not appeared for over a decade, leaving her to explore alone. Knowing a bit about the Cultivation World, she realized just how valuable the items Ning Daoran had given her were; even tying together ten Su Family’s Martial Arts Halls couldn’t match the value of this small Storage Bag.

“Also, here’s a Solid Color Pill.”

Ning Daoran again took out a Jade Bottle, “It will stabilize your appearance at this moment, sparing us the situation where, if we are fated to meet again in the future, you have become an old woman.”

Su Mei accepted the Jade Bottle without speaking, only tears continued to roll down her cheeks, crystal clear.

…

Shortly after, Su Mei walked out of the inner room, and Ning Daoran’s voice sounded again, “Old Su, come in please.”

“Ah?”

Su Chuanping was startled, “Do I have a share too?”