Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 179 - 177: Battle at the Boundary

Chapter 179 -177: Battle at the Boundary

“Senior Brother, what are these?”

Han Bing gazed at the set of flying swords, her beautiful eyes filled with fascination.

“These flying swords, each one is crafted from ten-thousand-year-old Silver Moon Bamboo.”

Ning Daoran said, “The metal essence qi contained in the Silver Moon Bamboo enhances the lethality of the flying swords. These twelve flying swords are the real Core Formation congratulatory gift that your senior brother is giving you, Junior Sister. Once you refine them, I believe they will benefit you greatly.”

“Senior Brother, to have so many flying swords, you must have used a lot of ten-thousand-year-old Silver Moon Bamboo. I’ve heard from the brothers and sisters of Purple Cloud Peak that Silver Moon Bamboo is an extremely rare item, and ten-thousand-year-old Silver Moon Bamboo even more so, a prized treasure for sword cultivators. Where did you get so much Silver Moon Bamboo?”

“Don’t ask.”

Ning Daoran made a silencing gesture and transmitted his voice, “If anyone asks in the future, just say that this set of flying swords came to you by fate. Never reveal anything about your senior brother.”

He gently raised an eyebrow, “Junior Sister, aren’t you listening to your senior brother anymore?”

“Of course I am.”

Han Bing furrowed her brow and spoke softly, “Senior Brother, rest assured, I won’t mention this to a second person, not even to Master, I definitely won’t reveal anything about Senior Brother.”

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“That’s right.”

Ning Daoran nodded with a smile.

“Senior Brother…”

Han Bing gathered all the flying swords, her gaze somewhat distant, and then suddenly asked softly, “Is Senior Brother going to leave the Sect?”

“Ah?”

Ning Daoran was slightly startled. Junior Sister wasn’t foolish at all; she had even managed to guess some clues.

“Mhm.”

He didn’t deny it, “You see, Junior Sister, Senior Brother is still at the early stage of Foundation Establishment and hasn’t even reached the mid-stage. This life is probably it for me, so I want to take advantage of the last few decades, take Old Lu and venture outside, to see the world beyond.”

“Will you come back?”

“Depends on the situation.”

Ning Daoran looked into the distance, “I still don’t know what the cultivation world beyond Qingzhou is like. It’s hard to predict future matters, but…”

He looked at Han Bing, who hesitated to speak, feeling a pang of reluctance, “Junior Sister, if you find yourself at leisure, you can also come with Old Lu and me to travel the world. However, you have many responsibilities, and it may not be possible for you to leave.”

“Really?”

Han Bing’s beautiful eyes brightened, “Senior Brother, then let’s make a promise. If I truly have free time, you have to take me along.”

Ning Daoran thought about it, it didn’t seem impossible.

The affairs of fighting techniques he would attend to, while Old Lu would handle the cooking and washing, and Junior Sister could farm the fields. Why not?

“Agreed.”

He nodded vehemently in agreement.

Han Bing’s face lit up with joy, seemingly even happier than on the day of her Core Formation.

…

Months later.

News of the Boundary Battlefield came again from afar. Sangyu Country mobilized numerous Array Masters, Talisman Masters, and Pill Masters and had gained the upper hand on the battlefield.

Xia Country’s situation was dire, and they began to withdraw cultivators from beyond the three border states to join the battle.

Late in the night.

Chaotic Sect Inner Sect Hall.

Great Sister Jiang Yu, along with three Inner Sect Elders, and the recently achieved Core Formation Han Bing were all present. Additionally, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Sect were there as well, totaling over forty.

“Sect Master, is this about the Boundary Battlefield?” asked a Foundation Establishment Elder.

“Indeed.”

Jiang Yu’s expression was solemn, “As the number one Sect of Qingzhou, Chaotic Sect will officially join the battle starting today!”

She paused, then announced, “Firstly, I declare a major decision, starting today, promoting Han Bing as the acting Sect Master.”

“What?!”

A group of Foundation Establishment Elders were dumbstruck.

No one had expected this, considering Han Bing, despite her Core Formation achievement, was too young and lacked the generation, experience, and cultivation level to be the best candidate.

“Do not be puzzled.”

Jiang Yu said, “I have accurate news that the Boundary Battlefield is extremely unfavorable for us. Thus, I will personally lead Gongyang Yan, Lin Xingyuan, Ning Qing, and three Golden Core Elders, plus twenty Foundation Establishment Elders to the battlefield.

Once we enter the battle, we might not be able to return, so I ask all those remaining to fully support Junior Sister Han Bing as the acting Sect Master. Perhaps the future of Chaotic Sect will depend on you all!”

Ning Daoran was secretly alarmed, having not expected the situation on the Boundary Battlefield to be so severe.

Chaotic Sect was suddenly withdrawing nearly all its Golden Cores and most of its Foundation Establishments, indicating that Xia Country’s situation in the Boundary Battlefield was absolutely not optimistic.

“As cultivators of Xia Country, it is our inescapable duty to participate in the Boundary Battlefield!”

Gongyang Yan pulled out a list, saying, “Next, I announce the list of Foundation Establishment cultivators participating in the battle, please listen carefully.”

He read out the names of the selected Foundation Establishment cultivators one by one.

Ning Daoran’s brows were tightly furrowed, and he didn’t hear his own name till the end.

Unsurprisingly, it was deliberately done by Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu knew that Ning Daoran couldn’t stay forever in Chaotic Sect, so she hadn’t placed him in the dangerous Boundary Battlefield.

Also, Lin Sheng was not on the list.

During every external battle in the cultivation world, whether it was against beasts or the right versus evil, Lin Sheng had never been absent.

Because of this, he had suffered many old injuries.

Now nearly one hundred and fifty years old, with his blood qi seriously declining, the Sect was truly unwilling to send this old Foundation Establishment to die.

Moreover, Lin Yun was also not included, probably because Jiang Yu wanted to leave some young Foundation Establishments for the Sect.

…

After the announcement, the entire Sect began to feel uneasy.

Jiang Yu gave everyone one night to prepare, and they would set out the next morning.

“Junior Brother Ning.”

Just as Ning Daoran was about to leave, Jiang Yu stopped him, “If there’s nothing else, would you accompany your Senior Sister for a walk?”

“Sure.”

Purple Cloud Peak, under the bright moonlight.

There was truly only one master of this Main Peak, and it was Jiang Yu. At this moment, all the female servant disciples had already left Purple Cloud Peak, leaving only Jiang Yu alone.

The two walked under the moonlight, both with heavy hearts.

“Senior Sister.”

Ning Daoran furrowed his brow, “Is the situation on the Boundary Battlefield really so perilous? I feel that the number of people Chaotic Sect has dispatched this time is too many. It’s as if we’ve staked our entire Sect’s foundation. Is it necessary?”

“It’s necessary.”

Jiang Yu said, “Junior Brother, you don’t know the severity of the Boundary Battlefield.”

“Senior Sister, why didn’t you call my name?”

“There’s no need.”

Jiang Yu spoke softly, “This time is different from before. Going there… you might really not return. I know that Junior Brother has a dream of traveling the world. How could I, as your Senior Sister, forcefully confine you within Chaotic Sect’s cage?”

She smiled faintly, “Besides, if all of us really don’t return, I believe it’s better for Junior Brother to remain behind. Your presence has a different significance for Chaotic Sect.”

“So, is Chaotic Sect really being left to Junior Sister Han Bing?”

“Mhm.”

Jiang Yu said, “What… Junior Brother isn’t confident?”

“I’m just somewhat worried. Junior Sister Han Bing is inexperienced. I’m concerned she might not be able to support such a large Chaotic Sect.”

“It’s alright.”

Jiang Yu smiled, “When I became Sect Master, I was thirty years younger than Junior Sister. And isn’t Chaotic Sect still doing well today?”

Ning Daoran was somewhat helpless.

Han Bing’s talent, how could it compare to you, Great Sister?

Comparatively, it was Jiang Yu who was truly the chosen one.

After talking for a while, the sky began to brighten.

“Junior Brother.”

Before parting, Jiang Yu spoke softly, “After you go out, come back to visit more often. No matter where you are in the future or what realm you achieve, don’t forget the words I’m saying to you now. Chaotic Sect will always be your home. I hope Junior Brother will keep this in mind!”

“Senior Sister, rest assured, I remember everything.”

…

Early morning, just as the sky began to lighten.

Jiang Yu, Gongyang Yan, Lin Xingyuan, Ning Qing, and others rode the Lei Peng, ready to rush to the Boundary Battlefield.

Those left behind, led by Han Bing, with Ning Daoran, Lin Sheng, Lin Yun, and other Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered, paid their deepest respects to those about to depart, bowing profoundly.

Lei Peng soared into the sky.

In the air, echoed Sect Master Jiang Yu’s voice, “Everyone, please protect the Sect. The future of Chaotic Sect is in your hands!”

…

Qiongbi Peak again returned to calm.

Although news from the Boundary Battlefield occasionally reached them, the distance was too great and the battlefield too chaotic, making it seem like news of Jiang Yu and others had completely disappeared.

This was a prolonged and enduring war. Those who stayed continued with their daily lives.

Not long after, Zhou Qingshan decided it was time for Foundation Establishment.

He had been on the mountain for dozens of years, now fifty-six years old, with his Qi Refinement cultivation already perfected, it was an excellent opportunity for Foundation Establishment, perhaps his only chance.

Zhou Qingshan, the descendant of Zhou Tiezhu, it was naturally Ning Daoran’s inescapable responsibility to support his Foundation Establishment, so he contributed one Standard Foundation Establishment Pill.

Months later.

Zhou Qingshan lived up to expectations and successfully achieved Foundation Establishment in one try, and thus Chaotic Sect gained another Foundation Establishment!

Not long after, Chen Yuzhu decided to embark on Foundation Establishment.

She didn’t seek Ning Daoran’s assistance, instead using her own connections, she spent spirit stones to gather spiritual medicines, and finally, along with another late-stage Qi Refinement disciple from the Sect, they asked a Second-order Alchemist within the Sect to start alchemy.

Fortunately, the alchemy was successful with two pills, just enough for one each.

Afterward, Chen Yuzhu smoothly achieved Foundation Establishment.

Throughout the process, she did not seek help from Ning Daoran, not because she didn’t trust Ning Daoran, but because Chen Yuzhu was wise and knew she shouldn’t frivolously use the goodwill between her and Ning Daoran.

After all, the person Ning Daoran truly couldn’t let go was Chen Weimo, not her, Chen Yuzhu.

In terms of understanding her own position, Chen Yuzhu did particularly well.

Nevertheless, Ning Daoran still hosted a celebration banquet on Qiongbi Peak for Chen Yuzhu.

People from the Chen Family of Baisha River also attended in large numbers. Thus, the Chen Family formally solidified its position as the leading cultivation family of Baisha River. Not only did they have a Foundation Establishment Ink Jiao guarding them, but now they also had a Foundation Establishment Expert. Naturally, other families coveting the spirit vein would retreat.

Everything in Chaotic Sect seemed so ordinary.

The Boundary Battlefield continued, with occasional news of Jiang Yu and others achieving feats in battle, but it wasn’t frequent.

…

One year later, Ning Daoran, now a hundred and thirty-nine years old, finally decided to initiate the alchemy process for the Jiedan Elixir—the Dust-falling Pill!