Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

Chapter 349: Chapter 347 Never Seen Before Chapter 349: Chapter 347 Never Seen Before “Swish—”

A thread of blood unexpectedly appeared, and in an instant, a Sangyu Country cultivator at the Golden Core Early Stage thudded down to his knees, his head rolling from his neck, his face still filled with disbelief as he had only managed to last till the second move before being killed.

Ning Daoran swiftly collected his head into his Storage Bag, following which, his body surged with Dragon Demon Power and he struck thrice in succession on the half-broken Prohibition in front of him. His strikes were heavy and deep, causing the Prohibition to emit a crisp sound and quickly dissipate.

In front of him, there were several Jiedan Elixirs desired by all Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators within the Mirror Flower Water Moon Secret Realm. Nichang Flowers and Dust-falling Grass were no longer top-tier Spiritual Medicines, but rather common opportunities at this level.

“Master Liu from Chenyue Mountain has been killed… This fiend is really hateful! To dare kill a cultivator of Sangyu Country in public!”

From afar, someone cried out in rage, a group of Sangyu Country Golden Core cultivators with unfriendly looks in their eyes.

“Independent Practitioner Jianjia has profound cultivation; we must unite to kill him!”

A powerful late-stage Golden Core old man narrowed his eyes and said, “Those who are willing, follow me and crush this fiend!”

With a sound of wind breaking through the air, more than ten Sangyu Country Golden Core cultivators charged forward, including several from the late stage.

Ning Daoran frowned, swiftly collecting the last few Spiritual Medicines into his Storage Bag, and suddenly produced a Third-Order Middle-Grade Divine Speed Talisman in his hand, ignited it with a “swish,” and his speed exploded, transforming into a golden Tunneling Light using the Wind Riding Leisurely Technique and dashed into the deeper darkness of the first layer.

“This fiend is trying to escape, chase and kill him!”

The group of Sangyu Country Golden Core cultivators pursued closely.

…

On the Immortal Dew Platform, Lin Baoping slightly furrowed her delicate brows; Independent Practitioner Jianjia kept killing, making enemies everywhere, and she wondered who had given him the courage, as if he alone could withstand all the Golden Core cultivators from Sangyu Country entering the Secret Realm.

Impossible. Among those who came from Sangyu Country were many well-known late-stage Golden Core cultivators loaded with Magical Treasures and possessing formidable combat power, certainly not someone he could handle alone.

Yet, this also allowed the cultivators from Xia Country to focus on breaking the Prohibition and gather a massive amount of Spiritual Medicines.

“Sister…”

A female cultivator with a countenance radiating Spiritual Energy asked, “Independent Practitioner Jianjia is, after all, a cultivator from our Xia Country, should we help him?”

“Forget it.”

Lin Baoping shook her head: “He has caused too much trouble, there’s no need for us to get involved. Let us first harvest all the Spiritual Medicines here.”

“Yes!”

In another direction, Nian Wuya from the Wanhua Sword Sect also released his Flying Swords one after another, quickly breaking the series of Prohibition in front of him, while disciples from Wanhua Sword Sect swiftly collected the Spiritual Medicines, their faces filled with excitement.

Before long, the Prohibitions on the Immortal Dew Platform were completely disrupted and resolved, and all the Spiritual Medicines on the platform were harvested; at this moment, the dim sky suddenly made a “zzz” sound like gears turning, triggering some sort of Prohibition, and a murky grey gate surprisingly opened up in the pitch-dark sky!

“The entrance to the second layer of the Secret Realm has opened!”

Some cultivators exclaimed with excitement: “The real treasures are all on the second layer!”

“Disciples of Nanhua Mountain, follow me quickly into the second layer!”

Numerously figures soared up in the tunneling lights, rushing into the crack in the sky.

…

“Swish!”

Accompanied by a flicker of light, Ning Daoran, hidden by the Great Void Expansion Technique, appeared on the second layer while still holding the Big Green Dragon, gazing calmly at this world of the Secret Realm abundant in Spiritual Energy.

Spreading his Golden Core Divine Sense, he instantly discerned all kinds of treasures and opportunities hidden within the Secret Realm.

“Independent Practitioner Jianjia, take this palm from me!”

Behind him, suddenly, firelight suffused, and a figure soared into the sky; in an instant, the flames around surged violently, a strong Fire Attribute Mana pushing forward, the Spiritual Pressure descending from the sky with crackling sounds crushing everything!

Master Jue Huo, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator from Sangyu Country skilled in Fire Escape with exceptional tunneling speed, was the only one Ning Daoran hadn’t shaken off, and had directly followed him into the second layer!

This person was exceptionally brutal, seemingly seeking his own death.

Ning Daoran turned around, his body brimming with Dragon Demon Power, the Blood-colored Dragon Demon Realm flickering behind him, and he met the opposing Fire Attribute Mana head-on, delivering a fierce punch, around which echoed continuous Dragon Roars.

Moreover, that wasn’t all; the moment he punched, numerous Array Flags and Array Plates flew out in all directions, quickly setting up a Third-Order Middle-Grade White Feather Flowing Sound Array around him with isolating and blocking effects.

The moment the array activated, Ning Daoran and Master Jue Huo’s figures immediately disappeared like the wind, even the sounds of their fighting completely isolated.

“You are an Array Master?!”

Master Jue Huo’s eyes revealed ferocity; with a wave of his left hand, slashes of fiery red Flying Swords soared into the sky, a total of seven swords, among which six were Second-Order Top-Grade spiritual tools, and the seventh was actually a Third-tier Lower Grade Magical Treasure!

Ning Daoran was slightly surprised; over the years, he had seen many Golden Core cultivators, but very few had Magical Treasure Flying Swords since they were rare treasures, difficult to forge.

This Master Jue Huo not only possessed a Magical Treasure Flying Sword but also his mastery in Fire Attribute Techniques was impeccable, truly a rare Golden Core expert.

If so, then he shouldn’t expect to leave alive.

Ning Daoran gently tapped his Storage Bag; within the White Feather Flowing Sound Array, another array was overlaid. As several spells were cast, an array filled with the essence of Sword Dao arose; clusters of tender golden bamboo rustled, and countless Sword Intents suffused within them.

“You…”

Master Jue Huo’s face turned somewhat pale: “Independent Practitioner Jianjia… You, a devil, are actually a Sword Cultivator?”

Ning Daoran remained silent, for speaking to a man on his deathbed was pointless.

He suddenly retreated dozens of steps, raised his hand to draw the Qiushui Sword from behind, and with one strike, laid out a long Taiji Eight Diagrams Dharma Formation beneath his feet slowly spinning. Instantly, the sword qi from the Liangyi Sword Technique seemed as if it was about to split the entire Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation in half, heading straight for Master Jue Huo’s head!

“I don’t believe it!”

Master Jue Huo roared in fury, his body bursting with firelight, the set of seven flying swords he wielded all turned red-hot from the fire attribute power, creating a buzzing and clanging sound in the air, falling in succession like rain, and crackling upon hitting the sword qi, finally, with a dense sword qi flicked from his fingertips, Master Jue Huo managed to scatter the sword strike Ning Daoran launched!

However, at the very moment Master Jue Huo broke through that sword strike, a golden silk sword appeared in the bamboo forest, and as Ning Daoran chanted the mantra, these golden silk swords carrying countless bamboo leaf sword qis suddenly surged like a storm within the sword formation!

“What?!”

Master Jue Huo was terribly shocked: “You have already achieved Sword Heart Clarity…”

He hurriedly ignited a third-order mid-grade rock shield talisman, and the vast spiritual power from the talisman surged out, quickly forming layers of rock shield might around him, but within less than a moment, the golden silk swords kept hitting the shields, continuously breaking through the energy of the rock shields.

“Puff!”

Master Jue Huo’s abdomen was pierced through by a golden silk sword!

“How can this be?!”

His face turned deathly pale, unable to believe what he saw—a third-tier rock shield talisman, plus the second-order top-grade magical robe he wore, could actually not block this sword?!

In an instant, the sound of piercing continued non-stop, as Master Jue Huo’s chest and abdomen were thoroughly perforated, blood flowing incessantly from dozens of wounds.

“Could it be…”

He finally understood: “Golden Silk Bamboo… Geng Metal Essence Qi?”

“Correct.”

As Ning Daoran’s figure flashed past, the Qiushui Sword turned into a streak of cold light, and Master Jue Huo’s head rolled down from his neck.

This head had significant weight, worth fifty thousand spirit stones!

Moreover, since Master Jue Huo’s seven flying swords were a set, their price wouldn’t be cheap, not to mention the treasures within his storage bag, the spirit stones bestowed by Master Jue Huo were likely to exceed one hundred thousand.

At this moment, Ning Daoran deeply realized what meant by “a horse does not get fat without grazing at night.” He currently felt extremely wealthy; saying he was as rich as a nation would not be an exaggeration!

After collecting Master Jue Huo’s head, treasures, and storage bag all at once, Ning Daoran swiftly retracted the two arrays, and with a twist of his body, disappeared from the spot.

Next, it was time to thoroughly sift through the second layer for any worthwhile goods.

…

Several hours later.

It was utterly quiet on the second layer of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Secret Realm; as Ning Daoran continued patrolling with his Golden Core Divine Sense, he found that the treasures of this place had nearly been swept clean, nothing more left to pick.

To achieve further gains, he could only wait until a hundred years passed, for the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi to recongeal here, and for the rules set by some great cultivators in the Divinity Transformation Stage to scatter some treasures once again, feeling somewhat like… a refresh?

That was roughly the idea.

Ning Daoran, with arms crossed, rode the wind, and before long arrived in the depths of the second layer.

Ahead, a splendid golden scroll was laid out; incredibly, in that desolate land, stood a five-layered golden Treasure Tower by the lake, radiating with the luster of pearls and gems. However, the surrounding prohibitions were exceptionally complex and strong, causing many cultivators from the Human Clan with Golden Cores to stand around the exterior, not daring to act, as if they were all watching.

“Martial Uncle Huang.”

A young Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from Sangyu Country frowned and asked, “May I ask if you’ve seen my Master Jue Huo?”

“What?”

That Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator laughed, “Isn’t Old Man Jue Huo with you?”

“No, Master Jue Huo went after Independent Practitioner Jianjia and hasn’t returned.”

“Could it be Old Man Jue Huo is still pursuing Independent Practitioner Jianjia? Hmph, that old guy must be wanting to hog all the loot, right?”

“Martial Uncle Huang, please don’t say that, my Master Jue Huo… has a small heart… can’t stand these words.”

“HAHAHA~~~”

At that moment, accompanied by a gentle breeze, Ning Daoran appeared outside the treasure tower.

“Independent Practitioner Jianjia?!”

Immediately, many cultivators from Sangyu Country showed resentful expressions.

“Oh?”

Lin Baoping and Nian Wuya also cast surprised glances, not expecting Independent Practitioner Jianjia to have escaped unscathed from a group of Late-stage Golden Core cultivators from Sangyu Country.

“May I ask… Senior Jianjia…”

The young Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from Sangyu Country gritted his teeth and respectfully clenched his fist, “Have you seen my Master Jue Huo?”

“…”

Ning Daoran crossed his arms, giving the young cultivator a stern look, and finally squeezed a few words from between his teeth:

“Never seen him.”