Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 122 - 120 White Feather Flowing Sound Array

Chapter 122 -120 White Feather Flowing Sound Array

He couldn’t wait to start refining it.

The power of the Spirit Cage Silk was something he had witnessed; even with his speed and defense, he couldn’t block it, which showed its incredible might.

This Spirit Cage Silk was refined from the extremely rare Yin Material Spirit Marrow, said to be the generous work of a Nascent Soul Devil.

Once skillfully handled, the Spirit Cage Silk could not only be used to kill but also for defense and control, among other things.

It could indeed be considered a multipurpose top-grade magic treasure.

Moreover, being a Third-tier Top-grade Magic Treasure, its level alone was enough to prove its value!

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Half a day later, the refinement of the Spirit Cage Silk was complete.

“Whoosh!”

Ning Daoran sat in front of a wooden house, lifting his fingers lightly, and the Spirit Cage Silk moved like a blood-colored spiritual snake, skillfully navigating around his wrist and fingertips.

It contained an extremely rich amount of Spiritual Energy; even with Ning Daoran’s substantial Mana, after manipulating the Spirit Cage Silk for dozens of breaths, he would feel a sensation of being emptied.

A Third-tier Top-grade Magic Treasure, its consumption rate of Mana was something a regular Foundation Establishment Cultivator could hardly sustain.

Ning Daoran had the foundation of the Fourteenth Layer Longevity Technique, but he still couldn’t use it continuously.

Looking at the Spirit Cage Silk, he wore a smile.

The pain of losing the All Heaven Treasure Armor was now swept away.

He suddenly remembered Yuan Benchu’s words, “Having Guanyu is like having a tiger; losing Yan Liang and Wen Chou is like losing two deers.”

…

Ning Daoran started to refine the Storage Ring left by Ouyang Po.

The Storage Ring had many prohibitions, and they were laid by a Mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, which made the refining process extremely difficult.

Fortunately, Ning Daoran was not only profound in Mana but also had the foundation of a Second-Order High-Grade Array Master, which made the task manageable for him.

After a day and a night.

The Storage Ring was refined.

The collection inside the ring broadened Ning Daoran’s horizons.

From the Soul Search on Ouyang Po, he already knew the secrets Ouyang Po had left in Qingzhou.

After the battle between Righteous and Demon Path, the Demon Path retreated.

Jiuyun Sect rose to power in Qingzhou, even effortlessly wiping out the Qingzhou Demon Leader, Soul Devouring Sect.

The Soul-devouring Demon, along with a group of disciples, fled and disappeared.

Heavenly Slaughter Sect also suffered heavy losses, and Ouyang Po did not return to the sect.

He decided to stay in Qingzhou, cultivate in secret, aim to reach the Late Stage of Golden Core, and then plan for Nascent Soul.

Therefore, Ouyang Po, who cultivated the Heavenly Slaughter Demon Skill and Ghost Dao Technique, hid in a grotto near Yellow Dragon Square.

He had dozens of such grottoes, emphasizing careful and steady planning.

Afterward, Ouyang Po with his immense strength “tamed” some Qi Refining Stage Practitioners, using them as bait to bring him Foundation Establishment Stage Blood Food.

Cheng Shuang was one of the baits.

The most important reason why Ning Daoran had early suspicions about Cheng Shuang’s identity and intentions was that a Qi Refining Stage Practitioner like Cheng Shuang wasn’t qualified to touch the Primordial Yang Warm Jade, a supreme treasure.

From the moment Cheng Shuang appeared, he sensed a plot.

The reason he went along with the opponent’s arrangement was to see who was causing harm within the Chaotic Sect.

Yet, he did not expect it to be a Mid-stage Golden Core Demon Cultivator.

A battle of wits and strength resulted in heavy losses for Ning Daoran, but the gains were also considerable.

As Ouyang Po was cultivating in Qingzhou and his most beloved disciple Ouyang Kun had already been killed, with no ties holding him back, naturally, he carried all his belongings with him.

Therefore, upon breaking the prohibitions and opening the Storage Ring, the abundant collection inside left Ning Daoran amazed.

Just Spirit Stones alone amounted to more than thirty thousand!

A Mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator, and a strong one at that, Ouyang Po carrying several thousand Spirit Stones was to be expected.

In addition, there were more than a dozen pieces of Primordial Yang Warm Jade.

The largest pieces were as big as fists; Cheng Shuang hadn’t lied.

There were also many Spirit Grasses, seeds, and Spirit Wood, and even some Ning Daoran couldn’t name.

That goes without saying.

All living Spirit Grasses and seeds were nourished with the Longevity Technique before being planted in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

The roots of some unnamed Spirit Wood were also planted using the Rain Transformation Technique, perhaps useful in the future.

There was more than enough space in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven for all these items.

Moreover, the Storage Ring contained several handbooks on Ghost Control and refining corpses.

Although he was not interested in Ghost Control or refining corpses and would not use them, Ning Daoran decided to keep them.

In the future, they could be traded, as they were highly valuable.

…

Eventually, Ning Daoran settled his accounts.

Though the losses were substantial, the gains were not small.

After crunching the numbers, the losses in Arrays, Treasures, and Paperfolk, the Spirit Stones and materials in the Storage Ring could completely offset them.

In the end, he made a clear profit of a Third-tier Top-grade Magic Treasure, the Spirit Cage Silk!

Besides, by killing Ouyang Po and retrieving Wen Zichen’s corpse.

The agreement with Wen Ru could be concluded without guilt, now boundless after taking the Fiery Fire Fish Dragon Formation she so treasured.

Now, the only thing missing for crafting the Fiery Fire Fish Dragon Formation was the Fish-Dragon Wood.

No rush, he would wait for the Fish-Dragon Wood to mature.

…

Months later.

Ning Daoran had reforged five A Class Paperfolk and dozens of B Class Paperfolk.

The Spirit Cage Silk was also mastered, and at this point, he was significantly stronger than before he killed Ouyang Po.

Especially with the acquisition of the Spirit Cage Silk, this Third-tier High-grade Offensive Type Magic Treasure had tremendous power, incomparable to the Broken porcelain or the Jade Saber.

At this moment, he felt an overwhelming sense of security again.

It was time to go down the mountain and find Wen Ru in Huanhua Valley to break their karmic ties.

“Old Lu!”

He raised his brows slightly, “Let’s pay a visit to the Wen family, shall we bring some local specialties?”

“Ao ao~~~”

Big Stupid Deer’s expression was invigorated as it immediately took out a pouch to fill with a hundred catties of Purple Jade Spirit Rice.

Additionally, it brought along some fruits and vegetables grown by hand in the small courtyard.

Not long after, a person and a deer transformed into tunneling light and set off for Huanhua Valley.

…

It was deep autumn.

The valley still flourished with countless flowers, and the distant mountains were ablaze with red maple leaves; indeed, it was a pleasant place to live.

“Old Lu.”

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Ning Daoran, in a reclining posture of tunneling light, gazed at the beautiful scenery of Huanhua Valley and said, “In the future, after we’ve achieved greatness, let’s find a place like this to live in seclusion, to truly enjoy life.

When we grow tired of the peaceful life, we can venture into Jianghu again, subdue demons and eliminate evil in the cultivation world. When we become weary of fighting, we’ll return to seclusion. How about that?”

Big Stupid Deer’s tail wagged furiously, heaving its shoulders against Ning Daoran’s in agreement and raising its hooves in endorsement.

Soon after, they arrived at the ancestral home of the Liu family.

The last visit had been three years ago—an instant to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

After announcing his name, two figures soon personally came out to welcome him, Liu Siyuan and Wen Ru, husband and wife.

“Fellow Daoist Ning!”

The couple greeted him with a smile.

Ning Daoran nodded and said, “Sorry to intrude, but might I still make it for lunch?”

“Of course, with Fellow Daoist visiting, certainly!” Liu Siyuan said with a laugh. “I will go prepare the midday meal right now; you and Little Ru can start chatting in the meantime.”

“Great!”

In a secluded courtyard, Wen Ru laid down more than a dozen isolation prohibitions, and Ning Daoran supplemented them with a dozen more.

“Hmm?”

Clearly, Wen Ru could sense that the prohibitions conjured by Ning Daoran’s spells were superior, and she couldn’t help but smile warmly.

“Fellow Daoist, your mastery of arrays is truly embarrassing for me… By now, you must be a Second Order High-Grade Array Master, right?”

“No, not at all,” Ning Daoran said. “I’ve only grasped a fraction of the Second Order High-Grade.”

Wen Ru smiled with dimples showing, choosing not to expose the truth.

“Fellow Daoist, your visit this time is because?”

“Coincidentally,” Ning Daoran said, “a few months ago, I and some Foundation Establishment Stage friends explored a secret realm and stumbled upon a corpse, which may well be the person Fellow Daoist Wen seeks. I’ve brought back the severed head.”

With that, he slapped his Storage Bag, and a head, frozen by mana, landed on the table.

“Ah?”

Wen Ru’s face paled, but then she quickly recognized the head’s owner to be Ouyang Po, one of the Qingzhou Demon Path leaders she had dearly wished to annihilate!

“That damned Old Thief Ouyang…”

Wen Ru clenched her teeth and said, “How did he die in the secret realm?”

“It’s a long story,” Ning Daoran replied. “There was a Killing Array inside the secret realm, and within the array, there was also a Third-tier High-grade Puppet. By the time my friends and I arrived, this old thief had been dead for a while, with the puppet’s sharp claw just piercing his heart.”

“Is that so…”

Wen Ru pursed her red lips, “That Third-tier Puppet…”

“That is no longer seen,” Ning Daoran explained. “Among my friends is a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator who is also a Puppet Master. He has since taken the badly damaged puppet.”

As he spoke, Ning Daoran softly said, “Miss Wen, I’ve found your father’s body.”

“Really?”

Wen Ru rose abruptly.

Ning Daoran unleashed a stream of mana, and the body of Wen Zichen, wrapped by the mana, was then placed horizontally on the ground from his Storage Bag.

Despite some deformation following corpse refinement, the face still bore resemblance to Wen Zichen.

Wen Ru looked heartbroken, close to tears.

She slowly picked up her father’s body and turned to enter the inner room, only to find a coffin there, seemingly prepared for many years.

After placing Wen Zichen’s body inside the coffin, Wen Ru finally showed a smile.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning.”

“Why be so formal, Fellow Daoist?” Ning Daoran said casually. “There is a deal between us. I helped you find your father’s body, killed Ouyang Po for you, and in return, you give me the inheritance of the Third-tier Lower Grade Fiery Fire Fish Dragon Array.”

He was a bit embarrassed, “Although I didn’t kill Ouyang Po myself and might seem like I’m capitalizing on another’s victory, in the end, he’s dead.”

“Indeed.”

Wen Ru nodded with a smile, “Fellow Daoist, please wait here for a moment. I have an additional gift I’d like to give you.”

“Oh?”

Surprised, Ning Daoran waited on the spot.

Before long, Wen Ru returned, presenting a new Storage Bag. With a gentle tap, she took out a thick handbook from the bag and placed it on the table.

Holding the handbook, she said, “Fellow Daoist, this is the inheritance of the White Feather Flowing Sound Array, a Third-tier Middle-grade Array.

This array is a top-quality one among Third-tier Arrays, combining gathering spirit, isolation, illusion technique, confusion array, and defense. I gift it to you, hoping that under Fellow Daoist’s care, it will shine even brighter.”

“…”

Ning Daoran was astonished, “This is beyond what we agreed upon in our deal.”

“Of course,” Wen Ru smiled warmly. “You risked your life for me, and I have no way to repay you, so I’ll give you this inheritance. It is my Wen family’s most precious legacy, but for hundreds of years, no one has been able to set up this array.

Should you, Fellow Daoist, succeed in setting it up someday, I believe the ancestors of the Wen family would be comforted. Rest assured, I have kept a copy for myself.”

“That’s good then.”

Taking the inheritance, Ning Daoran smiled and said, “I can’t thank you enough for this generous gift, Fellow Daoist Wen.”

Then he pulled a tender golden leaf of Purple Jade Spirit Rice from his storage bag, infused it with mana, and said:

“I give this to you, Fellow Daoist. As long as you have this, whether it’s you or someone else, if they find me, I will fulfill a reasonable request within my capabilities.”

“Like this…”

With a tremble, Wen Ru accepted the leaf from Ning Daoran’s hand, her gaze growing gentle, “I accept your gift, thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning…”

She knew that this leaf could be the greatest opportunity for her family, the Wen family, and perhaps even for the Liu family of Huanhua Valley.