Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 205: Chapter 203: Lin Xuyan’s Boundless Loyalty

“Good kid! The Liangyi Sword Technique is the Mountain Suppressing Skill of our Liangyi Sect, yet you’re asking for it on someone else’s behalf?!”

“Lin Xuyan, brat, we haven’t seen you in fifty years, and you’ve really grown a backbone—daring to make such a request?!”

“Don’t bother kneeling; even if you did, it wouldn’t help!”

“Second Senior Brother, I think we should just beat this brat senseless first. Once he clears his head, we can talk!”

“Well said, Junior Brother, I’ll start!”

Inside the City Lord Mansion, the radiant glow of a prohibition technique isolated the area from the outside world.

Within the prohibition, a certain Mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator was being ruthlessly double-teamed by two Nascent Soul cultivators. His agile figure rolled across the ground as tender golden vines lashed down from above, like some sort of divine punishment.

What’s more surprising was that, despite being on the receiving end, the person being beaten displayed remarkable agility. Though rolling back and forth, his eyes shone with resolve, and as he tumbled, words poured out of his mouth incessantly.

“Second Uncle-Master, fine, you’re beating me, but can’t you still give me the Liangyi Sword Technique?!”

“Third Uncle-Master, that slap was truly educational. Disciple Lin Xuyan is deeply impressed!”

“Second Uncle-Master, don’t pretend you didn’t hear me—I know the complete moves and mental method of the Liangyi Sword Technique are stored with you. You can refine the mental method into a Jade Scroll!”

“I’ll instruct my good friend to swear an oath to the Supreme Path that the sword technique will stop with them and never be taught to anyone else!”

“Disciple Lin Xuyan thanks the two Uncle-Masters for your blows. I pledge to use my flesh and blood to learn from your peerless Immortal Techniques!”

…

Late night.

Lin Xuyan returned to the Sword Casting Shop.

When he knocked on the door, his bruised and battered appearance greeted Ning Daoran and Little Bai.

Fortunately, Lin Xuyan never cared about superficial appearances and always believed that a cultivator’s true worth lay within. As for outer shells, many mortals had handsome looks, but what did that matter?

“Brother Lin…”

Ning Daoran furrowed his brows. “What happened to you?! Who hit you? Tell me, I’ll certainly help you settle the score!”

“Brother, no need to get so worked up.”

Lin Xuyan let out a sneering laugh: “It was just a couple of early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators. They matter little to me!”

“Nascent Soul Early-stage…”

Ning Daoran lightly raised his eyebrows; if that was the case, let’s pretend that remark didn’t happen.

He had deep foundations, but being unrivaled among those of the same realm was his limit. Engaging in cross-realm battles, especially with Nascent Soul cultivators from such a vastly different realm, was simply impossible. Against a Nascent Soul, one could only flee—not stand and fight!

“Brother…”

Lin Xuyan’s lips twitched slightly as he said, “I’ll soon be returning to the sect. So before leaving, I’ve asked the two Uncle-Masters to grant you an opportunity. I hope you won’t disdain it.”

Saying this, he pulled out a Jade Scroll from his Storage Bag and respectfully handed it over.

Ning Daoran released Divine Sense to scan the Jade Scroll, instantly seeing the techniques recorded within, which were promptly logged into his internal system.

[Liangyi Sword Technique. Lower Grade Heavenly (Uninitialized)]

…

A Heavenly-level sword technique?

Ning Daoran’s heart trembled faintly. Sword techniques of this level were rarely seen by ordinary cultivators in their lifetimes. Generally, anything of this caliber was regarded as a sect’s Mountain Suppressing treasure.

What’s more, this sword technique went by the name of the Liangyi Sword Technique, while Lin Xuyan’s sect was called the Liangyi Sect.

It was clear enough—this sword technique was undoubtedly the Mountain Suppressing Secret of the Liangyi Sect.

“Brother Lin, isn’t such a gift too precious?”

Ning Daoran felt a twinge of helplessness in his heart. Just a single glance was enough to record the Liangyi Sword Technique into his system, breaking the prohibition set on the Jade Scroll.

If he’d known sooner, he absolutely wouldn’t have learned the Liangyi Sword Technique.

The weight of such a favor—it might be impossible to repay.

“Brother.”

Lin Xuyan smiled faintly. “Allow me to speak my mind. To be honest… I truly consider you as my brother. The kindness you’ve shown me is akin to saving my life—impossible to repay in this lifetime. This is a mere Liangyi Sword Technique…”

“To put it bluntly, if one day I become Sect Master of the Liangyi Sect, I will certainly invite you to our mountain for carefree leisure. By then, you’d be an honored guest of our sect, and whatever opportunity or affection you desire—it would be but a word away!”

“Ahem… Stop there.”

Ning Daoran replied: “You’re rambling. I have no disrespectful thoughts about the Fairies of the Liangyi Sect, but learning this technique—wouldn’t that be detrimental to your sect?”

“Brother, you needn’t worry so much.”

Lin Xuyan said: “As long as you promise me that this Liangyi Sword Technique will stop with you and never be passed on to others, that’ll be enough!”

“Alright.”

Ning Daoran immediately swore an oath to the Supreme Path, vowing to not share the Liangyi Sword Technique.

The hour of parting arrived.

“Brother, take good care in cultivating this Liangyi Sword Technique. Its killing power is immense and incorporates Daoist Immortal Law. If you dedicate yourself, in three to five decades, you could achieve Small Accomplishment—enough to utilize it for traversing the Jianghu!”

“Understood. No need to worry, dear brother.”

“Good.”

Before leaving, Lin Xuyan asked many questions—like how long Ning Daoran would be staying in Fanshu City and whether there’d be a chance to meet again.

Finally, Lin Xuyan vanished into the night.

Over the next ten days or so, Lin Xuyan immersed himself in the tranquil cultivation life within the workshops, while Ning Daoran experienced moments of luxury belonging to a top-tier sect-born cultivator.

Eventually, Lin Xuyan left Fanshu City and returned to the Liangyi Sect.

For now, leaving the mountain gate was out of the question—his stern master, with the missed training spanning fifty years, would surely keep him bound to the sect and rigorously make up for lost time.

Thus, Ning Daoran resumed his serene and simple life.

Sang Ping’anye returned to his modest courtyard, and every late night, he diligently practiced the Silver Dragon Spear Technique without any sloth.

…

Late night, Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

“Phew…”

Ning Daoran slowly awakened from the rigorous refinement of Time.

After close to fifty thousand years of solitary cultivation through refinement of Time, this Liangyi Sword Technique finally reached the Transformation Realm!

*As Lin Xuyan had said, the Liangyi Sword Technique differed significantly from standard sword manuals—far deeper and more complex. Such exhaustive time refinement yielded only the Transformation level. The road to Return to Nature remained long ahead.*

Furthermore…

Someone had tampered with the sword technique. In truth, the Liangyi Sword Technique was incomplete—missing key mental methods and operational paths, seemingly by deliberate design.

*Of course, such obstacles couldn’t stump Ning Daoran. Spending over two thousand years of time refinement, he derived the complete mental method, filling in all the gaps precisely!*

“Rise!”

As Ning Daoran stood, tendrils of Dual Yin Sword Intent surged from his body. This intent held the True Intent of Daoist principles, decisively outshining the Jianjia Sword Technique.

Accompanied by the Sword Intent’s inflow, twenty-four Golden Silk Swords emerged from him, swimming around his figure like fish. In an instant, a massive Taichi pattern formed beneath his feet.

Full visual spectacle—peerless!

“Go!”

With a gentle lift of his finger, the twenty-four Golden Silk Swords split into two groups—one embodying Yang, the other Yin—and intertwined in complementary harmony!

Their lethality naturally became far more terrifying!

Paired with the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, it could easily eclipse the Jianjia Sword Technique!

“Awwww~~~”

From the distance, Big Stupid Deer, who was cultivating the perfected Shape-shifting Technique, cheered for his brother’s new sword technique.

“Old Lu.”

Ning Daoran thought of something and flicked a True Blood Pill, saying, “Catch. Take this and cultivate—let’s see its effects!”

“Poof!”

Big Stupid Deer opened its mouth wide, instantly swallowing the True Blood Pill. Within seconds, an immense surge of Blood Qi power exploded within its body.

“Awwwww~~~”

Excited, it seemed as though it’d never eaten anything this good before. Seizing the opportunity of unparalleled Blood Qi strength, it quickly guided the flow of Spiritual Power throughout its body, fully devoted to training in the Shape-shifting Technique.

Not long after, its body shrank considerably.

Its snow-white fur began to lengthen, and its antlers began to retract as it transformed into a radiant white sheep brimming with divine aura.

This sheep-shaped Root Map was crafted by Ning Daoran using the Blood Tai Sui meat and Divine Soul collected earlier.

Now that Big Stupid Deer had honed the white sheep form, it naturally inherited part of the Divine Skills of the White Sheep Demon King.

“Awwww!”

With a triumphant cry, the ground rumbled violently. Moments later, “bang, bang, bang,” countless Ten-thousand-year-old Stakes burst forth from beneath, wielding intensely concentrated Wood Attribute attacking power to pierce and dominate the air!

Impressive. Even if the White Sheep Demon Queen herself used Ten-thousand-year-old Stakes in her original animal form, she might not necessarily surpass Big Stupid Deer by much.

After all, with distinguished White Deer heritage and having undergone the Heavenly Tribulation, its Early-stage Golden Core foundation was nearly comparable to the Mid-stage cultivation foundation of the White Sheep Demon Queen!

“Old Lu…”

Ning Daoran raised an eyebrow and smirked, saying, “You’re reminding me of a quote from the Three Kingdoms: ‘Gone is the simple-minded Wu’s Amon—after three days apart, you must regard me with new eyes.’ You truly aren’t the same anymore, are you?”

“Awww~~~”

Big Stupid Deer beamed with joy. Frequently listening to Ning Daoran narrate tales of the Three Kingdoms in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, the story of Wu’s Amon was familiar to it. It was elated to be compared to the iconic white-clothed hero who crossed the river!

“Cultivate well.”

Ning Daoran smiled with satisfaction, walking toward the fish pond.

“Little Blackie, Little Gui, catch!”

He flicked out Elixir Pills—one True Blood Pill each to Little Blackie and the Green Water Turtle.

Soon, Little Blackie unleashed a torrent of Blood Qi power, rapidly absorbing the vast strength provided by the True Blood Pill.

The Green Water Turtle, perhaps due to its unique bloodline, mirrored its actions in slowness—its leisurely pace unshaken even during cultivation. After swallowing the True Blood Pill, it proceeded methodically, emphasizing gradual accumulation to prepare for a sudden breakthrough.

True Blood Pill.

A third-tier elixir, colloquially referred to as a Great Pill.

Rumor had it that the refinement of True Blood Pills required a rare spirit fish called the Golden Dragon Spirit Carp. Unfortunately, this fish thrived exclusively in the Tianluo Sea of Yizhou.

Moreover, the Golden Dragon Spirit Carp had to meet stringent minimum requirements for age and weight before qualifying for use in refining True Blood Great Pills.

Judging by the immediate benefits to the spiritual beasts’ advancement, planning a trip to Tianluo Sea to collect Golden Dragon Spirit Carp seemed prudent!

Coincidentally, such an endeavor would also deepen Ning Daoran’s Alchemy Dao foundation.

…

The farthest depths of the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

Unleashing a spell formula, Ning Daoran descended into the underground.

He unearthed a massive insect chamber, housing a swarm of Fire Devouring Ants that had grown stronger through continual breeding and ascensions. Their abdomens displayed increasingly dense golden patterns, evidence of their rising power.

These ants served as Ning Daoran’s ultimate trump card. If he ever faced an insurmountable foe, their sacrifice could save him.

“Drink up!”

He tossed several chunks of Blood Tai Sui meat, immediately sending the ants’ antennae into overdrive as they ravenously devoured the meat—clearly enjoying such delicacies as if tasting them for the first time.