Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 144 - 142 Little Blackie’s Mighty Presence at Baisha River

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Chapter 144 -142 Little Blackie’s Mighty Presence at Baisha River

Chen Yuzhu stood there as if struck by a bolt from the blue, dumbfounded.

Ning Daoran could only sigh, lamenting that it was actually a dispute between Qi Refining Stage practitioners from Cultivation Families.

“Uncle…”

Chen Weimo furrowed her brows and turned to look at Ning Daoran.

Doubt lingered in her eyes.

As a descendant of the Chen Family, naturally, she did not wish to see the Chen Family’s Spirit Vein snatched away, let alone see them annihilated.

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But she also understood that this was her affair, and in reality, Ning Daoran could choose not to get involved.

“Young friend.”

Ning Daoran turned to the youth, saying, “Follow me, we need to talk in private.”

“Yes, senior!”

In the backyard, by the fish pond, Ning Daoran set up several prohibitions, and then directly performed a Soul Search on the young man.

He was cautious by nature and needed to immediately confirm whether this newcomer’s appearance was a trap – perhaps an attempt on his life.

After all, members of the Chen Family from Baisha River had sought him out years ago, and this matter was no secret.

The confirmation was complete, and it was not a trap.

The Chen Family of Baisha River had indeed lost most of their strength to the Lu Family; the remaining members were dispersed, and even their Spirit Vein had been taken.

Without the emergence of an absolutely powerful expert, the Baisha River Chen Family would likely soon decline and eventually disappear from the Cultivation World.

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He recalled that years ago, Granny Yun Cui was also a Perfect Qi Refining Cultivator and a First-tier top-grade Array Master, but she was chased and pursued for death by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Zhao family and eventually had to hide with Chen Weimo in the Outer Mountain, cultivating Spirit Rice for a living.

The struggle within Cultivation Families was often even more intense and merciless than the strife among Sects.

“Senior…”

The youth woke up, his face filled with astonishment.

“It’s none of your business anymore.”

Ning Daoran said, “Rest well at Qiongbi Peak, and after some time, return to Baisha River. The affairs of the Chen Family will naturally be taken care of by someone.”

“Yes, thank you, senior!”

The youth saw hope for his family and was visibly uplifted.

Late at night.

The lamps of the Spiritual Field Courtyard number 77 were still flickering.

“Chen Weimo.”

Ning Daoran stood with his arms folded, saying, “Are you sure you want to intervene in the Chen Family’s matters? If you truly decide to do so, I won’t personally take action, but I can lend you something that can help you manage the situation of the Baisha River Chen Family.”

“Uncle, you mean…”

“Come inside.”

Ning Daoran snapped his fingers.

At once, the Ink Jiao Dragon, Little Blackie, swaggered into the living room.

At this time, Little Blackie was a Second Stage Mid Stage Demon Beast, its strength slightly stronger than a Human Clan Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator.

“Little Blackie!”

“Ssssss~~”

Ink Jiao cocked its head and gently rubbed Ning Daoran’s shoulder with its scaly crown to assure its big brother that it was fully prepared.

“Chen Weimo.”

Ning Daoran continued, “I’m lending you the Ink Jiao. Since it has always shared a strong bond with you since childhood, ride the Ink Jiao back to Baisha River.

It is said that the Spirit Veins near Baisha River are connected to the river, and all Cultivation Families are situated by its banks. The Ink Jiao’s combat strength will be even stronger by the river.

Though Little Blackie’s strength is only average, sweeping through Baisha River shouldn’t be a problem.”

Saying this, he looked at Chen Yuzhu, “Chen Yuzhu, you and your master return together, avenge your parents, arrange all affairs of the Baisha River Chen Family, and then come back.”

“Thank you, young master…”

Chen Yuzhu’s eyes were slightly red, and she bowed deeply in gratitude.

Ning Daoran went on, “I won’t interfere with anything regarding Baisha River. Whatever Ink Jiao does has nothing to do with me. Just consider Ink Jiao as your Spiritual Beast. As for when to leave and how to deal with the matters of Baisha River, you and Chen Yuzhu decide.”

“Yes, uncle!”

Chen Weimo nodded.

“Roar~~~”

Little Blackie swam up beside Chen Weimo and quickly turned into a beam of light, entering the Spirit Beast Bag at her waist.

That night.

Chen Weimo and Chen Yuzhu, riding on a bamboo leaf Flying Artifact, left the Chaotic Sect.

In the courtyard, only Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer were left.

“Ooooh ooooh~~~”

Big Stupid Deer called out loud.

Chen Weimo had not left Qiongbi Peak for so many years; was the big brother really at ease letting her go out on her own?

“Rest easy, my ass.”

Ning Daoran shot back an incredulous glance, “Let’s sneakily follow them.”

“Ooooh ooooh!”

Big Stupid Deer’s tail wagged wildly, filled with excitement.

Soon, a man and a deer turned into two gray tunneling lights and followed from a prudent distance.

Ning Daoran performed the Concealing Breath Technique, not giving away the slightest hint of his presence.

Big Stupid Deer used the Turtle Breath Skill in the same manner, not revealing any breath.

With two Foundation Establishment Experts following them, even Little Blackie wouldn’t likely sense their presence.

Several days later.

In the southern region of Qingzhou, Baisha River.

A great river ran through all of Qingzhou, flowing into the territory of Huangzhou in the south.

The banks of the river were white with sand, hence the name Baisha River.

At dusk, when night fell, along the river, a series of Cultivation Family buildings stood in connection. Below was a Second Stage Lower Grade Spirit Vein, brimming with Spiritual Energy.

This place was once the ancestral land of the Chen family by the Baisha River, but now it had fallen into the hands of the Lu family.

In a riverside pavilion, several family cultivators from the Lu family were drinking wine, all in the Qi Refining Middle Stage.

Among them, a middle-aged cultivator sneered, “I thought the Chen family, after occupying these lands for many years, would have quite the foundation left. But I didn’t expect them to be so easily defeated. That old ancestor Chen Yuan couldn’t even withstand three moves from our Second Ancestor of the Lu Family before falling.”

“Hmph, our Second Ancestor possesses two Top-grade magical tools and has cultivated the Yuan Shuang Decision to the Fourth Layer. How could that old fool Chen Yuan stand a chance?”

“Exactly, now that the Second-order Spirit Vein of the Chen family is in our hands, within twenty years, our Lu family will certainly see the rise of a Foundation Establishment Expert!”

“Indeed, this calls for a celebration!”

The cultivators raised their wine cups, their faces full of smiles.

However, at that moment, a huge shadow loomed down the river.

“What is that?”

An old cultivator furrowed his brows, “There’s something in the river!”

“What?”

The middle-aged cultivator immediately brought out a First-tier Lower Grade Magical Artifact, shouting, “What kind of monster are you? Show yourself to me!”

In the river, a colossal creature slowly raised its head. Its massive skull was covered with golden patterns, and on its neck stood two figures—it was Chen Weimo and Chen Yuzhu.

“Chen Yuzhu!?”

The old cultivator actually recognized the Heavenly Pride Girl of the Chen family descendants and then shifted his gaze to the terrifying Ink Jiao Dragon, whispering a warning, “Be careful, that Ink Jiao is no simple creature…”

Before he could finish, the Ink Jiao Dragon suddenly opened its mouth and let out a thunderous roar.

Instantly, the blood essence and Spiritual Power of the three cultivators inside the pavilion were stripped from their bodies. The Ink Jiao sucked their flesh and blood through the air, leaving them as desiccated corpses.

In the mist, Ning Daoran frowned.

Unleashing Little Blackie, it was unexpectedly brutal!

“Head to the mountain.”

At Chen Weimo’s command,

Little Blackie’s massive body swam into a tributary of the Baisha River, heading towards the deeper parts of Chen’s Ancestral Land.

“Buzz—”

A faint Array appeared before them, stretched across both banks of the river.

With a roar of fury, the Ink Jiao swept forward with all its Evil Qi, directly pushing through the Array.

“Who goes there?!”

Inside the ancestral land, three figures burst out in haste.

Each had the aura of a Perfect Qi Refining cultivator.

Among them, an elder in a red robe was the old ancestor of the Lu family—a powerful presence who had been in the Perfect Qi Refining stage for decades and was only a step away from the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Pity that he was too old, lacking in Blood Qi, and probably had no chance of reaching Foundation Establishment.

Following the old ancestor were two other middle-aged cultivators, also Perfect Qi Refining and old ancestors of the Lu family.

“Chen Yuzhu?!”

The Ink Jiao was capable of Concealing its Breath, pressing down its Demon Qi to a whisper of its normal level. The old ancestor of the Lu family squinted his eyes, smiling, “I heard you went to the Chaotic Sect and became an Earth-stage Foundation Establishment maid. You think by returning on a Spiritual Beast, you can change the tide of battle?”

Although he spoke casually, his palm hidden behind him was already open, releasing a lantern-like First-tier Top-grade Magical Artifact.

This lantern could muddle one’s senses, no wonder Chen Yuan was killed within a few encounters.

“You little girl!”

The Lu family elder sneered, “It’s not too late to regret. As long as you’re willing to marry my grandson Lu Qilin, I will spare your life. If you can bear Spirit Root bearing offspring for the Lu family, you might even have a chance to have your name written in our Lu family’s genealogy, how about it?”

“Big brother, why bother talking to her?”

The other two old ancestors directly took action, their faces twisted with vicious smiles, “Although this little girl looks good, she can’t be allowed to sully our Lu family’s bloodline!”

In an instant, the three Perfect Qi Refining ancestors took action in a pincer attack formation.

A lantern bewildered the mind, two Hidden Weapons attacked Chen Weimo and Chen Yuzhu from the flanks, and a silver rope snaked through the water, silently wrapping around the Ink Jiao Dragon.

A fight between Qi Refining Stage Practitioners tends to be treacherous and effective, and it has always been so!

However, they had no idea what they were up against.

“Roar—”

With a roar that shook the heavens, Little Blackie opened its huge maw, looking ferocious.

The Demon Qi of a Second Stage Mid Stage Demon Beast swept out, directly creating a Spiritual pressure that pinned the three “ancestors” in place, unable to move!

Soon after, their Blood Essence was stripped from their bodies, sucked by the Ink Jiao from afar, leaving them as desiccated corpses.

“Kill our way in!”

At Chen Weimo’s command, the Ink Jiao began a massacre.

Within the Chen’s Ancestral Land, every member of the Lu family they encountered was slaughtered!

Even if Chen Weimo did not wish to kill, it was out of her hands now—Little Blackie had gone into a frenzy, having developed a keen fondness for the taste of human flesh, its eyes blood-red.

An hour later.

The cultivators with the last name Lu in the Chen family’s ancestral land by the Baisha River were dead or had fled.

“Roar—”

The Ink Jiao let out another roar, about to deal with the remaining mortals of the Lu family, when it suddenly heard a familiar voice in its mind:

“Enough is enough. Do you really think this is a buffet?”

Instantly, Little Blackie’s scales stood on end, as if it had the chills.

It had not expected the big brother to follow!

It immediately showed a submissive demeanor, listening to everything Chen Weimo said.

Before long, Chen Weimo and Chen Yuzhu rescued the Chen family members from the dungeon, including two Qi Refining Eighth Layer cultivators, who were Chen Yuzhu’s uncles.

There were tears and cries.

But upon seeing the ferocious Ink Jiao Dragon, they all felt a chill in their hearts, not daring to even take a second glance.

Afterward, Chen Weimo stayed with the Chen family for several days.

It was said that a Qi Refining Eighth Layer Chen family cultivator was made the Family Head, and Chen Weimo truly became the new ancestor of the Chen family.

As for the Lu family, they no longer posed any threat.

All three Perfect Qi Refining cultivators of the Lu family were killed, and the news that the Chen family had a Second Stage Mid Stage Spiritual Beast, the Ink Jiao Dragon, to protect their clan spread rapidly across the Baisha River.

Let alone provocation, the nearby Cultivation Families, even those of the Foundation Establishment Family, now held the Chen family in high regard.

The presence of the Ink Jiao Dragon was enough to ensure decades or even centuries of peace for the Chen family by the Baisha River. After all, Demon Beasts have long lifespans, and a Second Stage Mid Stage Spiritual Beast has a far greater impact on a family than a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator!