Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 675 - 673: Moving Like Thunder

Within the Dragon Demon Dojo, the deafening roar of a dragon filled the air as the Big Green Dragon arched through the sky, crashing fiercely toward Zhang Qinghe’s skull.

"Bastard!"

Zhang Qinghe roared furiously, and another spiritual treasure emerged from between his brows—a shield forged from a beast bone. Countless inscriptions on the Bone Shield shimmered with radiant light, rapidly weaving into a silk-like band that coiled toward the Big Green Dragon.

However, the overwhelming Treasure Essence Qi of the Big Green Dragon bore down like a colossal mountain. Amid a resounding "crack" that echoed through the dojo, the Bone Shield shattered into countless fragments. Wrapped in the spear radiance of the Four Symbols Spear Technique, a devastating strike descended, cutting a ghastly wound across Zhang Qinghe’s chest!

Flesh ripped apart, and blood sprayed wildly!

After losing two lifebound spiritual treasures in quick succession, Zhang Qinghe’s aura sharply declined, dropping abruptly from the Nascent Soul Late Stage to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!

"Ancestor!"

Outside the Dragon Demon Dojo, a collective gasp escaped the Zhang family disciples. Their eyes widened in disbelief—they had never imagined their family’s ancestor could be defeated by Ning Daoran, who had only just advanced to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

If Zhang Qinghe, even at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, could do nothing against him, what chance did he have now after his cultivation dropped?

"Fellow Daoist Ning..."

On Divine Deer Peak, Ning Xian’er’s beautiful eyes gazed toward the Dragon Demon Dojo. Her heart was a maelstrom of complicated emotions.

Zhang Qinghe had been her Daoist companion, a bond they had shared for several centuries. Though she could not so easily forget this connection, she now had to stand by and watch helplessly as Ning Daoran stripped Zhang Qinghe’s cultivation away spear by spear. Yet, Ning Daoran acted not out of personal grievances but because of her grandfather, the Divine Fire Star Lord, who had entrusted him with this mission.

Long Xian’er knew she had to sever these emotional ties completely, yet doing so was excruciatingly difficult. She could only silently witness Zhang Qinghe’s downfall, knowing that his death would turn this bond into nothing but ashes and smoke.

"Ning Guest Elder, he’s absolutely ferocious..."

Huang Xianyu spat out a mouthful of saliva, his eyes full of shock. He never expected Ning Daoran to be this powerful, effortlessly suppressing Zhang Qinghe of the Nascent Soul Late Stage without any trace of strain!

...

"Ning Daoran, you insolent wretch!"

Inside the Dragon Demon Dojo, Zhang Qinghe let out a piercing screech, suddenly coughing up a mouthful of Essence Blood to activate a curse seal. The seal swiftly descended upon a fiery-red Storage Bag at his waist.

In the next instant, a wolf’s howl echoed from within the Storage Bag. Emerging through the void was the same Nascent Soul Late Stage Fire Wolf that had appeared back at Xuzi Valley, its massive maw opening wide, threatening to devour Ning Daoran!

"What?!"

Within the main hall of Divine Deer Peak, the Great Elder’s face contorted in shock: "Zhang Qinghe actually possesses a Nascent Soul Late Stage spirit beast? Sect Master, did you know of this?"

"I was unaware as well."

Long Xian’er’s expression mirrored her astonishment.

Amid relentless howls, the Fire Wolf’s assault grew increasingly ferocious. Its claws tore rifts into the air, as though intent on shattering the very foundation of the Dragon Demon Dojo!

Yet Ning Daoran remained calm and unperturbed.

With the Big Green Dragon swept up and down in his hands, the Fire Wolf’s attacks were effortlessly neutralized.

The Fire Wolf’s cultivation, however, was being suppressed within the Dragon Demon Dojo, its strength reduced by at least twenty percent. Ning Daoran, on the other hand, was empowered by the domain field of the dojo, his abilities amplified by nearly thirty percent, bringing him to the verge of the Nascent Soul Late Stage. Each of his spear strikes carried overwhelming force, reining in the Fire Wolf’s physical power in fewer than a dozen moves.

"Go!"

A streak of golden light blossomed overhead, swiftly transforming into a reflective sheen that enveloped the Fire Wolf entirely!

The Fire Wolf howled furiously, its power suppressed even further.

"You think a mere Nascent Soul Late Stage spirit beast will turn the tide?!"

Ning Daoran chuckled coldly, spreading his fingers widely. Instantly, countless Chaos Immortal Vines erupted from the void, "swish swish swish," binding the Fire Wolf tightly in all directions!

"You..."

Zhang Qinghe’s face became a mask of dread.

This Fire Wolf wasn’t even his spiritual beast; their connection was purely transactional.

Yet now, even the Fire Wolf had been subdued by Ning Daoran with breathtaking speed. Just how terrifying was this man’s strength?

"Awooo~~~"

The Fire Wolf screeched miserably under the unrelenting grip of the Chaos Immortal Vines. Over its head, a miniature blood-red figure materialized and cursed aloud, "Zhang Qinghe, you fool! Do you realize what kind of opponent you’ve provoked here?! I should have never trusted you, let alone entered into any form of cooperation. This is utterly infuriating!"

"No amount of regret will change anything!"

Twisting his body nimbly, Ning Daoran unleashed a thunderous "White Tiger Soul Descent" from above. Spear radiance covered the heavens as a dazzling burst of light engulfed the Dragon Demon Dojo. The sixteen-thousand-pound Big Green Dragon, surging with dense Blood Qi Power, crashed forcefully onto the Fire Wolf’s cranium!

"Crack!"

The sound was crisp as the skull split open!

"This is unbearable!"

The Fire Wolf’s head fractured, and its Nascent Soul avatar shot out in a streak of blood-red light, only to be struck head-on by a Fourth-Tier Prohibition Breaking Talisman, sealing the surrounding space completely!

"Trying to escape?!"

Ning Daoran never left loose ends. Letting the Nascent Soul of such a high-tier demonic beast escape would surely lead to unforeseeable calamities. It had to be destroyed on the spot!

Moments later, the Fire Wolf’s Nascent Soul was thrown into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven. Little Qing’s massive jaws clamped down in an instant, swallowing it whole amidst a cacophony of furious chewing noises punctuated by the beast’s unwilling roars of despair at its impending annihilation.

"You..."

Zhang Qinghe gripped his spiritual treasure, his complexion ashen.

"Hmph, these Fourth-Order High-Grade materials—I’ll take them as compensation,"

Ning Daoran remarked, channeling dense mana to envelop the Fire Wolf’s remains, sending them into his Storage Bag.

"As for you..."

He raised his gaze toward Zhang Qinghe, a faint smirk forming. "When you set the ambush in Lingnan and murdered Chen Ningfeng, your fate was already sealed."

With that, the Big Green Dragon swept up, transforming into countless dazzling images of light.

"Ning Daoran!! No, please!!!"

Zhang Qinghe’s anguished cries tore through the air. Within the Dragon Demon Dojo, his body was shredded in mere moments under the ferocious onslaught of the Big Green Dragon, his Blood Qi and Nascent Soul devoured entirely by Little Qing in one gulp.

That day, Little Qing feasted heartily.

...

"What are you all still waiting for??"

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves, dispelling the Void Returning Array over Divine Deer Peak. Turning to the Dragon-named disciples, he commanded in a deep voice, "Avenge your grievances! For years, the Long family has suffered under the oppression of the Zhang family. Now is the time to rise up!"

"Kill!"

At once, led by the Great Elder and Huang Xianyu, the Dragon-named true disciples charged forth with unyielding ferocity.

Ning Daoran, holding the Big Green Dragon, drifted gracefully into the distance. His left hand released Class A Paperfolk to assist in the battle, and with a tap on the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, he ordered, "Go now. Exterminate every Nascent Soul and Golden Core of the Zhang faction!"

"As you command, young master!"

Little Bai shot out like a streak of white light, wielding the Snow Soul Sword that radiated vibrant brilliance, engaging a Zhang Family Nascent Soul Early Stage elder in battle.

Big Stupid Deer let out a thunderous roar, its antlers crackling with wind and lightning as it locked horns with another Nascent Soul elder of the Zhang clan.

Meanwhile, Little Blackie and Ning Xiaogui, both newly advanced to Nascent Soul Early Stage, teamed up to double-team a third Zhang Family Nascent Soul cultivator from opposite directions!

These were the core individuals Zhang Qinghe had relied on. If they weren’t eliminated, they would remain a perpetual threat to the Long family’s future.

"Elder Xu."

Carrying the Big Green Dragon, Ning Daoran’s gaze locked onto a gray-robed figure.

This man, also a Guest Elder, had reached Nascent Soul Mid-Stage. Known as an outsider who allied closely with Zhang Qinghe, his alignment in the struggle between the Long and Zhang families was evident.

"Ning Guest Elder, I’ve never done anything to harm the sect!" Elder Xu protested, his expression darkened.

"Oh?"

Ning Daoran chuckled indifferently. "So when Zhang Qinghe gradually dismantled the Long family’s power within the Divine Fire Sect, you said nothing. When Zhang Qinghe blatantly altered the trials of the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, you stayed silent. You followed him through all his deeds, yet now you claim you’ve committed no wrongdoing against the sect? Do you think silence absolves you of guilt?"

"I..."

"The moment you stood outside Divine Deer Peak while I stood within, our fates were sealed—we are mortal enemies. There’s nothing left to discuss."

In the blink of an eye, Ning Daoran charged forward. The Dragon Demon Dojo descended like an all-encompassing shroud, swallowing Elder Xu whole!

Within five strikes, a mangled corpse plummeted from the sky.

The disciples around stood dumbfounded. A mid-stage Nascent Soul Elder Xu had fallen to Ning Daoran in less than five moves!

Amidst the whirlwind, Ning Daoran casually pocketed Elder Xu’s Storage Ring.

Why waste an opportunity? Clearing the Divine Fire Sect’s "hidden cancers" deserved some reward, after all.

...

In the mountains, screams echoed incessantly.

The battle proceeded overwhelmingly one-sidedly. Long Xian’er, accompanied by the Great Elder and Huang Xianyu, personally struck down two Zhang family Golden Core disciples, realizing at last that familial ties between the Long and Zhang clans were long severed. They were now irreparable foes!

"Ning Guest Elder."

On the mountain peak, Long Xian’er found Ning Daoran and said, "The Zhang clan disciples within the sect have already been mostly purged. What remain are some who have yet to reach Core Formation or those uninvolved with Zhang Qinghe’s schemes. Should we spare them?"

"Do as you see fit."

Ning Daoran replied evenly, "Does the Zhang clan have an ancestral ground?"

"Yes."

Long Xian’er responded, "The Zhang clan’s ancestral ground lies in the southernmost region of the Star Sea Divine Domain. It is guarded by an Early-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator and houses about twenty Golden Core cultivators."

"Very well."

Ning Daoran commanded, "The sun has just risen. By sunset, can you annihilate the Zhang clan’s ancestral ground and report back to me? Every Zhang cultivator above the Foundation Establishment stage must be eradicated. Can you do it?"

"I will..."

Long Xian’er bit her lip and nodded. "I will try my best!"

"Take Huang Xianyu and the Great Elder with you to ensure greater success."

...

By dusk, the golden hues of the setting sun blanketed Divine Deer Peak.

Countless streaks of tunneling light approached from the southern skies.

Long Xian’er descended gracefully. Her white dress bore faint traces of blood, and her face showed signs of weariness. The Great Elder and Huang Xianyu, similarly haggard, followed closely behind.

"Is the Zhang clan destroyed?" Ning Daoran asked.

"Yes, they are destroyed."

Long Xian’er nodded.

"In that case, my task here is complete, and it’s time for me to leave."

Ning Daoran waved his hand. A token floated into the air. "Long Xian’er, here is the Red Dragon Seal gifted by the Divine Fire Star Lord. I now return it to you. May you shoulder the responsibility of the sect’s leadership."

"The Red... Red Dragon Seal?"

The Great Elder and Huang Xianyu were dumbfounded. Realization dawned at last—so this was why Ning Guest Elder had acted with such audacity within the sect. It turned out he had the full backing of the Divine Fire Star Lord!

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