Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 332 - 330 Shouldering Everything

Chapter 332: Chapter 330: Shouldering Everything

Chapter 332 -330: Shouldering Everything

“Uncle Master, I understand.”

The next second, Zhuo Ting’s eyes firmed up significantly, and after placing the beast bone and the handbook into her bosom, she said, “Uncle Master, please rest assured, Zhuo Ting is not any sort of weak and useless person.”

“It would be for the best.”

Ning Daoran said, “Dragon Martial Mountain has had its inheritance for many years, I hope it can regain its glory in your hands.”

“Yes!”

…

Time flies.

A month later, buildings sprang up one after another in the mountain. With Ning Daoran’s lavish spending, countless craftsmen were busy on Dragon Martial Mountain, and the building of the Mountain Gate was quickly completed, followed by various residences, martial arts training grounds, and so on.

In the afternoon, the autumn breeze was gentle.

Ning Daoran lay on the roof of the great hall with his eyes closed, resting his mind. A vine ball was hanging from his waist. Inside the vine ball, another Ning Daoran was sitting cross-legged, cultivating intensely. He poured a great amount of Refining Time into the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique, and finally began cultivating this Absolute Skill destined to be the foundation of his being.

“Ssssss~~”

As he concentrated on his cultivation, his hair began to turn red, and strands of fiery red mist rose, quickly transforming his entire body into something akin to a blazing sun. The temperature around the small wooden house skyrocketed.

Fortunately, before starting to cultivate, Ning Daoran had set up dozens of Prohibitions, locking in the temperature; otherwise, the surrounding Purple Jade Spirit Rice and the spiritual medicine and plants would probably be dried up.

In just a blink of an eye, the cultivation was complete!

This time, it only took thirty thousand years of Refined Time to cultivate the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique to the state of Return to Nature!

“Buzzzz~~~”

Rounds of fierce suns rose behind Ning Daoran. With his mere thought, nine suns appeared in the Divine Soul World. At this moment, the Fire Attribute Power contained within the Ding Fire Spirit Body surged nearly twofold in an instant!

“Phew…”

Ning Daoran exhaled a long breath, slowly raised his hand, and instantly, a thread of golden fierce flames rose. This fire was extremely fierce; it was the “Nine Yang Extreme Flames” obtained by cultivating the Divine Art to Return to Nature!

“This fire is indeed formidable…”

He remarked quietly to himself.

Beside him, Big Stupid Deer also bellowed. The temperature of this thread of Nine Yang Extreme Flames was already terrifyingly high, and if used in a Fight Technique, fellow cultivators of the same rank would probably be unable to withstand even a strand.

Finally, his wish was fulfilled!

With both the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique and the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture refining his body, Ning Daoran’s future direction had been set; it was in the Fire Attribute direction. The Ding Fire Spirit Body was only the first step, with the next one surely being to cultivate an even more formidable Taoist Body.

By then, he would forever say goodbye to the words “useless trash”!

Moreover, it took only thirty thousand years of Refined Time to cultivate the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique from Great Success to Return to Nature, considering that the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique is a Heavenly-order Technique, which was unthinkable before and would have started at a minimum of one hundred thousand years!

This could only mean that the improvement of the Spirit Root was indeed very effective. Ning Daoran’s Fire Spirit Root is now Fourth Grade, which is already considered the top of Mid-grade Spirit Roots. Furthermore, with the Ding Fire Spirit Body as his foundation, he was now getting twice the result with half the effort in cultivating Fire Attribute Techniques!

Excellent, the saved Refining Time can just be used to cultivate the Evergreen Technique and the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, as these two Divine Arts without any cap are the ones that consume the most Refining Time.

…

“Quick, someone come! There are people challenging our Dragon Martial Mountain!”

Suddenly, the former leader of the Sea Splitting Gang, with disheveled hair, soared up the mountain, followed by a group of flustered underlings.

“What’s the matter?”

The siblings of the Zhuo Family shot out from the main hall.

Ning Daoran also walked out of the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven and said, “Let’s go have a look.”

“Yes!”

The group flew down the mountain, and right at the Mountain Gate, they saw two middle-aged Martial Artists with arms crossed and annoyed expressions, looking at the newly rebuilt Dragon Martial Mountain. These two men looked unremarkable, but both were in the Early Stage of Baodan.

“Damn thieves! Even I, a True Disciple of the old Dragon Martial Mountain, didn’t dare to come back to rebuild Dragon Martial Mountain. Who the hell are you to claim the legitimate inheritance of Dragon Martial Mountain?”

“Humph, that little wench surnamed Zhuo, roll out here, and that whatever uncle master of yours, come out too, I want to see who dares to fly a false flag here on my Dragon Martial Mountain!”

Ning Daoran simply smiled faintly and remained silent.

These two were named Zheng Shan and Xue Li, indeed the True Disciples of Dragon Martial Mountain from over twenty years ago. Back then, they were only at the Condensed Liquid Realm and managed to avoid the catastrophe while on a mission outside. However, upon their return, the Sect was already gone, so for many years they wandered, always considering themselves Disciples of Dragon Martial Mountain. Now, they naturally sought to challenge anyone brazen enough to speak of ‘rebuilding Dragon Martial Mountain.’

“Are you truly disciples from the old Dragon Martial Mountain?” Zhuo Ting asked.

“Indeed!”

Xue Li’s body sank as he burst forth with Blood Qi, and behind him, the Dragon Demon Realm materialized. He sneered, “Could this Dragon Demon Heart Scripture be fake?”

“Indeed, it’s not fake.”

Zhuo Ting smiled faintly, her own Blood Qi boiling up. She gently clapped her fists and palms together in front of her chest and laughed, “But only after we move our hands will we know who has truly cultivated the authentic Dragon Demon Heart Scripture!”

“That’s exactly what I want!”

Xue Li spoke in a heavy tone, “Old Zheng, I’ll go first!”

“Good, I’ll cover you, brother!”

…

Immediately, a competition between Baodan Realm Martial Artists began outside the Mountain Gate.

Both sides exchanged punches and kicks, and after dozens of moves, there was no clear winner. However, Xue Li’s breathing was becoming increasingly heavier. Afraid of the youth’s strength, he was now over fifty years old and his blood qi was beginning to decline, putting him at a natural disadvantage due to age.

Zhuo Ting’s advantage was quite evident. Firstly, she was young, and secondly, she had practiced the complete Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, imbuing her with an endless stream of the Dragon Demon realm, while Xue Li had only learned a “castrated” version in the Inner Sect, with many parts of the circulation and exercises unclear, therefore he was slightly inferior in terms of Dragon Demon Qi.

“How is this possible?”

Xue Li grew colder with each move: “How could your Dragon Demon Heart Scripture be…”

After dozens more rounds, Zhuo Ting’s light punch sent Xue Li staggering back, gaining a slight upper hand.

“It’s really absurd, how can a little girl be so formidable?”

Zheng Shan entered the fray with a light shout.

After the opponent changed, Zhuo Ting didn’t show any sign of panic, her punches and kicks flowing usually, and her breath just as long and steady, as if defeating Xue Li had barely cost her any effort.

After dozens more rounds, Zhuo Ting seized a flaw, landing a light palm on Zheng Shan’s abdomen, pushing him back more than ten meters!

And all of this was directed and advised by Ning Daoran through voice transmission.

The arrival of Zheng Shan and Xue Li was a sign of Dragon Martial Mountain’s revival and must be well grasped.

Therefore, Zhuo Ting had to defeat the two men’s momentum in this battle, to make them genuinely convinced and submissive, but without causing them too much embarrassment, otherwise, they would not be willing to return to Dragon Martial Mountain and be inferior to Zhuo Ting.

“Senior brothers.”

Zhuo Ting saluted respectfully with a fist, pulling out the Sect Leader Token from her bosom, and said: “The Sect Leader Token is here, and indeed, I am a disciple of Nie Shentong, even the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture was personally given to me by my grand-uncle.”

“Grand-uncle…”

Zheng Shan and Xue Li still looked dissatisfied.

Ning Daoran floated forth, emanating the aura of a Golden Core Middle Stage, and said: “I was present when Dragon Martial Mountain was destroyed. Before Fellow Taoist Nie passed away, he entrusted me with the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture and Sect Leader Token, to take in disciples on his behalf and rebuild Dragon Martial Mountain. This Zhuo Ting is the new Sect Leader I have chosen for Dragon Martial Mountain, as well as the direct disciple of Nie Shentong. Zheng Shan, Xue Li, you two were true disciples of the past and should return to assist Zhuo Ting in restoring the glory of Dragon Martial Mountain!”

“You…”

Xue Li clenched his teeth: “How can we know whether what you say is true or false? What if you took advantage of a vulnerable moment before the Supreme Elder passed away, stealing the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture and the Token… Moreover, we have never even seen you.”

“Of course you wouldn’t have seen me.”

Ning Daoran said indifferently: “Back when I was exchanging boxing techniques with Nie Shentong behind the mountains, you little guys probably only dared to watch from a distance!”

“What?”

Zheng Shan exclaimed: “You… you are the one who sparred with the Supreme Elder behind the mountain?”

“That’s right.”

“If that is so…”

Zheng Shan furrowed his brow: “If it is true that senior is an old friend of the Supreme Elder, then we both are willing to assist the Sect Leader in rebuilding Dragon Martial Mountain, to restore its prosperity!”

“That’s for the best.”

Ning Daoran smiled: “Zheng Shan, Xue Li, I appoint you both as Left and Right Protectors of Dragon Martial Mountain, to govern the sect along with the Sect Leader.”

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“Yes, grand-uncle!”

Not far away, Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Yu’s eyes flickered with a peculiar gleam.

…

Late at night, the celebration banquet concluded.

The return of Zheng Shan and Xue Li greatly augmented the prestige of Dragon Martial Mountain, elevating it to a sect protected by three Baodan Realm Martial Artists, a rarity even when looking across the entire Xuzhou.

Moreover, with the profound foundation of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, the revival of Dragon Martial Mountain was just a matter of time.

“Grand-uncle.”

Zhuo Ting entered the prohibition zone, her pretty face slightly flushed, having drunk a few extra glasses at night, already slightly tipsy.

“Hmm.”

Ning Daoran sat on a rafter, watching the stars outside the window, and gazing at the crowd clinking glasses in the distance, and said: “Do you know why I made great efforts to bring Zheng Shan and Xue Li to the mountain?”

“Grand-uncle is foresighted, Zhuo Ting does not know…”

“Humph!”

Ning Daoran smiled faintly: “In at most a year, your two brothers, Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Yu, will also advance to the Baodan Realm, but that will only make them more arrogantly uncontrollable. If you wish for Dragon Martial Mountain to prosper for a long time, you must not let this sect become a possession of the Zhuo Family, as its collapse would be but a moment’s affair.

That’s why I have pushed these two to become Protectors – to give you two extra pieces in your hand. With Zheng Shan and Xue Li present, your two brothers will not force you to give up your position as Sect Leader. I brought them to the mountain so you could use them to counterbalance your brothers. Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Yu are too impulsive; useful, but ill-suited for major responsibilities. Dragon Martial Mountain’s future still depends on you.”

“Yes!”

Zhuo Ting pursed her red lips: “Grand-uncle, are you going to leave?”

“Hmm, I have already fulfilled the trust Nie Shentong placed in me. There is nothing left in Ji City that I am attached to, and I just received a piece of news from the coast of the Eastern Sea in Yunzhou; there is no more need for me to stay here.”

“When does grand-uncle plan to leave?”

“Now.”

With a slight smile, Ning Daoran’s body turned into a wisp of green cloud and dispersed. His true form had already reached tens of miles away.

…

In the vast hall, Zhuo Ting stood alone, staring at the spot where Ning Daoran had vanished, feeling a sense of loss in her heart. But her determination quickly strengthened. She was now the leader of Dragon Martial Mountain – it was time for her to bear all the responsibilities!