Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 309 - 307 Fierce Sun Dao Palace

Chapter 309: Chapter 307 Fierce Sun Dao Palace

Chapter 309 -307 Fierce Sun Dao Palace

“Oh?”

Chen San’s eyes lit up. He had been searching everywhere for Immortal Seeds, but this was the first time he had encountered one who volunteered themselves.

However, such an occurrence also put Chen San on alert. Years of cultivation experience told him that benefits that come knocking often hide great dangers unless both parties stood to gain. Otherwise, the other party’s target could very likely be himself.

“Ning Cheng, is it?”

Chen San flicked his sleeve, and suddenly a chair in front of him moved forward without any wind, saying, “Sit down, let me check your Spirit Root, bone age, and the foundation of your cultivation.”

“Yes!”

Ning Daoran immediately sat down and stretched out his hand.

Chen San took out the object for Measuring Spiritual Roots from his Storage Bag, shook it, and indeed it was a Fifth-grade Fire Spirit Root. He then released a strand of Mana onto Ning Daoran’s wrist, gently touching it, and the bone age was immediately clear.

He was indeed sixteen years old.

“Ning Cheng, how come you are here alone? What about your family, and your Sect?”

“Reporting to senior, I am a Loose Cultivator… My master passed away a few years after initiating me.”

Ning Daoran said, “I have been diligently practicing the Burning Flame Technique alone for many years, and it has been extremely difficult to reach the Qi Refining Fourth Level. If I do not join a reputable Sect soon, I fear I will have no chance in this lifetime. Thus, I traveled thousands of miles to seek senior’s help for a recommendation, hoping for a chance to join one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects.”

“Hmm.”

Chen San was relieved to hear this explanation, and he nodded with a smile: “So many years of solitary cultivation is indeed tough. However, your bone age is slightly older, and by the time the Fierce Sun Dao Palace opens its Mountain Gate two years later, you will already be eighteen years old… If you can break through to the Qi Refining Fifth Layer by the age of eighteen, I will introduce you to the Immortal Sect. How does that sound?”

“Good, I will certainly diligently practice and strive to advance to the Qi Refining Fifth Layer.”

“Good!”

Chen San immediately took out a processed bamboo slip, wrote Ning Daoran’s age, cultivation, Spirit Root, etc., and left a Mana imprint on it, saying, “Two years from now, at the same time, meet me at Lu Mountain Building, I will take you up the mountain. Whether you can succeed or be accepted into the Sect depends on your own fate.”

“Thank you, senior!”

Ning Daoran accepted the bamboo slip, his face showing a look of excitement.

After he left and went downstairs, Chen San then revealed a pleased smile. Every time he found an Immortal Seed for the Fierce Sun Dao Palace, he would receive some benefits from the Dao Palace. Although this Ning lad was slightly older, his cultivation was not lacking, and with a Fifth-grade Spirit Root, he actually already met the criteria for the Outer Sect. The benefit from this Immortal Seed slot was as good as in the bag.

With this thought, Chen San was in high spirits: “Boss, another pot of Spiritual Wine, from Xinghua Village!”

…

Time flies, and the years pass quickly.

Two years have gone by, and this year, Ning Daoran is two hundred and ten years old, truly an elder cultivator.

One morning in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, a burst of Spirit Light shot upwards.

In front of a small wooden cabin, Big Stupid Deer was bathed in auspicious light, its body’s five-colored plum blossoms slowly rotating, appearing incredibly sacred. In this moment, it had completed its Breakthrough, advancing to a Third-order Middle-stage Spirit Beast!

From this moment on, Big Stupid Deer should have no problem challenging a Late-stage Golden Core Human Cultivator.

“Brother Lu, impressive!”

Beside him, Ning Daoran was thrilled, even happier than if he had achieved a Breakthrough himself.

Big Stupid Deer bellowed proudly, indicating it was just a piece of cake.

Ning Daoran immediately admonished Little Blackie and the Green Water Turtle, signaling them to take Brother Lu as a role model and to ceaselessly sprint on the path of advancement.

As for the Demon Tai Sui kept in the pigsty, there was no need for it to advance; it was just a lying flat salted fish, eating and drinking daily, growing many Golden Tai Sui and Blood Tai Sui Meat, continuously providing sustenance for the Ning Family Army.

After some research, Ning Daoran realized that Er Hei really wasn’t picky.

Sometimes feeding it bones of Spirit fish or Spiritual Sheep could even result in the extremely precious Golden Tai Sui Meat, which could be used directly or refined into Top-quality True Blood Pills, rich in Essence Qi, acting as an accelerator on Ning Daoran’s path of cultivating the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture.

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Thus, Er Hei was eating grass but producing milk!

In the afternoon, Ning Daoran sneaked into the Wansheng Weapon Shop across the street to secretly observe the movements of the Zhuo family’s three siblings.

The siblings’ progress in cultivation was quite impressive. The eldest brother Zhuo Yang advanced the fastest, first entering the Blood Qi Realm Seventh Layer, already a Late-stage Blood Qi Realm Martial Artist. Within a few months, Zhuo Yu also advanced to the Blood Qi Realm Seventh Layer.

Zhuo Ting was a few years younger, so she was still at the Blood Qi Realm Sixth Layer, but with her talent, catching up to her two brothers shouldn’t be difficult.

The only downside for this young girl was that her personality was a bit too gentle, being overly protected by her two brothers. However, as her cultivation level increased, her personality would naturally change.

As they say, income is a man’s backbone, and the realm is the Martial Artist’s confidence.

A man can’t have both a Mercedes-Maybach and insecurity, just as a Martial Artist can’t have both Embracing Elixir Realm and timidity.

The logic is the same.

“Come over.”

On the rooftop, Ning Daoran lay leisurely with a foxtail grass in his mouth.

Not far away, a Class A Paperfolk transformed into an elderly figure floated over, respectfully kneeling beside him.

Ning Daoran patted his Storage Bag, took out a handbook, and said, “It contains the mental methods for the second to fifth layers of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture. Keep it with you and give it to them at the right time, urge them in their cultivation. I won’t be in Yangji City for a long time in the future.”

“Yes, Master!”

Paperfolk respectfully accepted it.

…

Several days later, at Lu Mountain Building.

Ning Daoran changed into a short cyan shirt, transforming into a youth named “Ning Cheng,” with his bone age stuck at eighteen, and his cultivation having already advanced to the Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

An eighteen-year-old at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer was actually considered a truly promising Immortal Seed, who with some nurturing, had a chance to reach Foundation Establishment before the age of thirty.

“Ning Cheng, you’ve arrived!”

Chen San, dressed in brocaded clothes, quickly took a liking to the youth.

Behind him were three other Immortal Seeds, all in the Qi Refinement Realm, the oldest one about the same age as Ning Daoran. The youngest was only about six or seven years old, at Qi Refining First Level, and had just undergone the Energy Introduction, a small charcoal-skinned boy.

“Let’s go.”

Chen San summoned a Flying Boat, carrying several people away from Yangji City, heading straight towards the fierce Lieyang Mountain Range in the north.

For two full days, the whole group waited at the Outer Mountain.

Beyond the fog, the waiting crowd grew larger and larger. With people like Chen San providing Immortal Seeds, there were easily a hundred of them. The number of youths from various places was soaring as well, nearly a thousand bustling around.

It was no wonder that the Ten Great Immortal Sects stood unyielding in the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World with an unending stream of fresh blood. With an absorption scale like this, it would be strange if they were to falter.

Not long after, a ripple of Mana wave appeared in the mist ahead.

“The Mountain Gate is about to open!”

Chen San looked back at the youths and said, “Remember, follow the rules. Don’t be loud and rowdy, lest you give those Immortal Masters a bad impression.”

Ning Daoran nodded, and the rest of the youths also nodded in agreement.

About the duration of one cup of tea later, the fog in front began to dissipate. Ning Daoran frowned slightly. Though he hadn’t released his Golden Core Divine Sense, he could easily detect that the power of a Fourth-Order Array within the fog was gathering up quickly. Soon after, the fog dissipated completely, and rays of sunlight showered down, revealing not a misty forest but a beautiful painting of green mountains and clear waters ahead.

“Is this… the Fierce Sun Dao Palace?”

The group of youths were dumbstruck.

Ning Daoran, however, remained calm and didn’t bother pretending otherwise.

In the sky, several figures descended, some Golden Core cultivators and some Foundation Establishment ones, all Elders from the Fierce Sun Dao Palace. A Golden Core Early Stage Elder slightly waved his sleeve and said indifferently, “All Immortal Seeds must register immediately, followed by a verification selection.”

“Yes!”

Chen San and other Immortal Seed providers nodded respectfully, then began to take out processed bamboo slips to register identities one by one. Ning Daoran received an Identity jade token, feeling somewhat similar to when he first joined the Chaotic Sect.

However, nearly two hundred years had passed, and his mindset had completely changed. Now, being a Golden Core cultivator, this was just a formality for him. His only goal was to infiltrate the Fierce Sun Dao Palace.

…

Not long after, a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Elder surrounded by a fierce flaming aura approached and said, “Ning Cheng, your bone age is too old, disqualified for Inner Sect selection, directly listed you as an Outer Disciple. Tomorrow, an Outer Elder will come to select disciples, do you understand?”

“Disciple understands!”

Soon after, Ning Daoran and several hundred Outer Disciples were divided among several large courtyards.

Dinner, eaten in the Outer Sect’s dining hall, was mediocre.

Late at night, Chen San came.

“Ning, boy…”

Chen San pulled Ning Cheng aside to a corner, took out a heavy bag from his Storage Bag and said, “Here are a hundred Spirit Stones. Keep them for you to use well while cultivating in the Dao Palace.”

“Ah?”

Ning Daoran was surprised but slightly caught off guard.

Of course, this was Chen San’s habit.

For each qualifying Immortal Seed he brought from outside, he would receive two hundred Spirit Stones awarded by the Fierce Sun Dao Palace, and he would give back a hundred Spirit Stones to the person, considering it an investment. If that Immortal Seed soared to heights in the future, wouldn’t it bring great benefits?

Previously, the reason Chen San could reach Foundation Establishment was because he invested in one such Immortal Seed, who later became a disciple of the Main Peak’s Inner Sect and gifted Chen San a Foundation Establishment Pill!

If not for that investment, Chen San might have died of old age in the Qi Refinement Stage. Whenever he thought about this, he always felt supremely wise!

“Okay!”

Ning Daoran didn’t play coy; this was his ‘selling’ payment, and he must take it!

…

Deep into the night.

A group of Qi Refinement youths finally couldn’t hold on, and snores thundered across the common bedding area, resounding vigorously.

Ning Daoran, however, turned over and left, disguising himself as the Independent Practitioner Jianjia in the blink of an eye. He casted a spell and used the Earth Tunneling Technique to leave the front courtyard hall, heading directly to the main peak in the back.

He was here for the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique; if he could easily obtain the Cultivation Technique, why bother staying as a disciple.

Main Peak, several Prohibitions stretched across.

Ning Daoran slithered underground, slipping through gaps in the Prohibitions and finally entering the Main Peak without triggering the Array. Moving forward, he stood before an ancient hall radiating a Nascent Soul Middle Stage aura.