Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 184 - 182: Senior Brother, At Least You Still Have a Bit of Conscience

Chapter 184 -182: Senior Brother, At Least You Still Have a Bit of Conscience

“Boom—”

In the middle of the loud crash, the Vajra Giant Ape’s body stiffly fell onto the open ground in front of its Cave Mansion.

The White Feather Flowing Sound Array isolated this part of heaven and earth from the outer world, meaning the Demon Beasts outside had no clue of what had transpired here, let alone that the Demon King of Nanlu Valley had turned into a corpse.

“Refine the Basic Map quickly!”

Ning Daoran leaped forward, his body suspended in mid-air.

As he opened his left hand, a dense red ribbon of essence blood from the fatal wound on the Vajra Giant Ape’s forehead flew up, swirling into a bloody orb right above his palm.

Then, Ning Daoran moved his Divine Soul and cast the Soul Searching Technique, swiftly capturing the dispersing soul of the Vajra Giant Ape!

Refining the Demon Shape Basic Map was exceedingly complex, requiring powerful Mana and strength of the Divine Soul, which is why the Demon Shape Basic Maps of the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World were so precious.

The Basic Map’s refinement required both Demon Beast essence blood and a Divine Soul Imprint; neither could be absent.

“Swoosh!”

A jade scroll flew out from the Storage Bag, hovering in front of Ning Daoran and casting a crystalline light screen.

“Damn you!”

The blood-red Demon Soul still struggled, with the voice of the Vajra Giant Ape raging from within, “You dare to refine the Basic Map with my Divine Soul? You beast, how dare you? Are you not afraid that the White Sheep Demon King will turn you into a human skin lantern?”

Ning Daoran calmly said, “Don’t worry. The White Sheep Demon King will soon join you.”

As he spoke, he urged the Soul Searching Technique, and his Soul Power surged, suppressing the Demon King’s soul.

“Stop struggling. Can you resist?”

“You…”

In the next second, the soul of the Vajra Giant Ape was completely subdued.

Ning Daoran’s fingers fluttered swiftly, continuously refining the essence blood. Soon, an image of the Vajra Giant Ape, along with the flow of its energy and Spiritual Energy within its veins, appeared on the light screen before the jade scroll.

Quickly, a Demon Shape Basic Map was almost complete.

“Come!”

Ning Daoran joined his index and middle finger, and with a swift inhalation, he fully refined a portion of the Vajra Giant Ape’s Divine Soul, imprinting it into the Basic Map.

For a moment, this Demon Shape Basic Map became dazzling, with the imprinted Divine Soul serving as the finishing touch that endowed the entire map with spirituality.

Without this, one could not cultivate using this Basic Map, just like a cultivation manual without its mental method.

In no time, the Demon Shape Basic Map was refined.

Ning Daoran thrust out his hand, pushing the precious Ape-shaped Basic Map to the Big Stupid Deer.

Big Stupid Deer opened its mouth and swallowed it.

Its stomach was a Storage Bag, not only large but also capable of isolation, very convenient for keeping things hidden.

“You wait, the White Sheep Demon King will surely…”

The soul of the Vajra Giant Ape continued its resentful roar.

Ning Daoran smiled faintly and, with a gentle swirl of his finger in the air, completely shattered the Vajra Giant Ape’s Divine Soul.

He spread his fingers and sucked a golden Demon Core into his hand.

Following that, he summoned a burst of Mana to transport the massive body of the Vajra Giant Ape into his Storage Ring.

This Third-tier Mid-level Demon Beast’s body was a treasure, all of its parts usable as Third-tier materials. For example, the fur of the Vajra Giant Ape could be crafted into Third-tier Talisman paper, a favorite among High-level Talisman Masters, worth many Spirit Stones!

“Let’s go!”

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeve, and a sweep of Evergreen Technique Power diluted all traces of their presence. He then deactivated the White Feather Flowing Sound Array and, together with the Big Stupid Deer, used Earth Escape to vanish.

The duo, like a pair that had never been there, vanished.

Deep in Nanlu Valley, the guard Demon Beasts carried on as usual, all still thinking that the Vajra Giant Ape had just entered its secluded Cave Mansion; how would they ever imagine that a Human Clan Cultivator had slipped into Nanlu Valley and slain the Vajra Giant Ape?

After all, even someone like Lin Qing’er in the Nascent Soul Early Stage had never dared to do such a thing.

…

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Night sky, two twinkling stars.

It was Ning Daoran and the White Deer, hurrying along, heading south to find their next victim.

To the north of the Chaotic Sect.

In the northern frontier of Mo River under the mountain ranges, a stark Cold Pond stretched across.

For hundreds of miles around the Cold Pond, it was desolate, the human population almost entirely consumed.

Beside the Cold Pond were countless layers of white bones, among them, the remains of Late-stage Foundation Establishment and even Human Clan’s Early Stage Golden Core Great Cultivators.

Under the crisscrossing vines and leaves, various Magic Artifacts lay covered in dust, yet no one dared to retrieve them.

In the Cold Pond, a mass of demonic mist lingered.

From above, something monstrous with electrifying eyes occupied the depths of the Cold Pond.

This demon was one of the Five Saints, the Cold Pool Flood Dragon, a Third-tier Mid Water Element Demon Beast!

It was said that in the past, Human Clan Sects had tried to attack the Cold Pool Flood Dragon but all had failed miserably, with some small Sects being directly annihilated, all their members devoured for their Blood Essence.

The infamy of the Cold Pool Flood Dragon had long been circulating in Qingzhou; sadly, no Great Cultivator from the Human Clan had ever appeared to slay it.

And those high-standing Nascent Souls seemed to be wary, none daring to act.

In truth, another crucial reason was the seclusion of the Ten Great Immortal Sects several hundred years ago, essentially condoning these Demon Beasts.

Of course, another important reason existed.

Qingzhou lacked top-tier Sects. Among the twelve provinces of Xia Country, the Qingzhou Cultivation World was the weakest, probably why the Five Saints Sect chose to settle in Qingzhou as part of the Demon Clan.

As for Sects from other provinces, even if not secluded, they generally didn’t interfere with affairs outside their own territories.

“Swoosh!”

Two figures fell from the sky.

Ning Daoran’s brows were tightly knitted.

This Cold Pool Flood Dragon was most considerate, naturally solitary, always dwelling alone in the Cold Pond without any Demon Beast subordinates; hence, it could act recklessly without fearing any leaks that would alert the White Sheep Demon King ahead of time.

“Evil Dragon, come out and face your death!”

Ning Daoran, holding the Azure Dragon Spear, sent out a sound transmission into the Cold Pond.

Immediately, the surroundings seemed to cool down, and a whirlpool began to grow on the originally calm surface of the Cold Pond, eventually turning into turbulent waves.

A pitch-black head slowly surfaced.

The Cold Pool Flood Dragon, a Third-tier Mid-level, had distinct golden patterns on its head, each scale glistening like dark gold, its overall aura far surpassing that of Little Blackie.

Alas, Ning Daoran had no interest in taming such an ancient, murderous demon as a Spiritual Beast.

Moreover, as its realm was higher than his own, his talent for Commanding All Beasts was ineffective.

“Tsk, tsk…”

The dragon scoffed, “Another Human Clan Golden Core coming to die, how amusing.”

Ning Daoran insisted confidently, “I’m a newly advanced Human Clan Golden Core, and protecting the common people is the innate duty of cultivators like myself. Evil Dragon, dare you come ashore and battle me? I guarantee you won’t make it back alive!”

These rather clichéd words oddly made him feel a surge of excitement.

“Seeking death?”

The Evil Flood Dragon slid its body, vaporous water swirling around it, and indeed, it crawled out from the Cold Pond, sneering, “Boy, you practice the Evergreen Technique?

Tsk, tsk, having reached Golden Core through the Evergreen Technique, your flesh must taste exquisite. Hurry up and die; I can hardly wait!”

As it spoke, the dragon suddenly coiled itself, and a vast demonic pressure descended from the sky!

It was actually attempting to kill Ning Daoran with Spiritual Pressure!

“You…”

In that instant, Ning Daoran stood rooted to the spot, unable to move, his face turning pale.

“I told you, just a mere Early Stage Human Clan Golden Core; don’t you realize you’re just a piece of moving fresh meat in my eyes?”

The Evil Flood Dragon slithered closer, its gaping maw coming down in a bite.

Yet, just as it bit down, Ning Daoran abruptly placed his Azure Dragon Spear upright and drove it lightning-fast into the dragon’s mouth, bracing the spear between the upper and lower jaws.

“Grow!”

Ning Daoran rapidly cast a spell, causing the Azure Dragon Spear to buzz sonorously, quickly thickening and lengthening.

“You…”

The dragon was slightly taken aback.

It realized things weren’t as simple as they seemed and quickly retreated.

“Ao ao!”

Unexpectedly, a White Deer burst out from the ground behind it, its horn brutally striking the dragon’s belly.

“Swoosh—”

A thread of blood appeared out of nowhere, catching the Cold Pool Flood Dragon off guard.

With a “crack,” a section of the dragon’s tail was severed.

“Damn you!”

It cursed, demonic Qi swirling wildly as it desperately funneled demonic power, wrapping itself in copious water vapor and diving back into the Cold Pond.

“Think going into the water means you’re safe?”

Ning Daoran cast another spell, instantly transforming into a water ripple and streaking into the water.

“Ooh ooh ooh!”

The Big Stupid Deer, too, plunged into the water to assist.

For a time, the bottom of the Cold Pond constantly flashed with golden light, the night sky shimmering, accompanied by the Cold Pool Flood Dragon’s screams of agony.

After about the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

“Swoosh~~~”

Ning Daoran burst out of the water, holding the limp body of the Cold Pool Flood Dragon, this Third-tier Mid-level Demon King actually beaten to death.

The top of the Cold Pool Flood Dragon’s head was densely covered in punch marks, scales shattered, the death extremely brutal.

Business as usual.

Ning Daoran lifted his hand and retrieved the Demon Core into his Storage Ring, then took out a jade scroll to begin refining the Basic Map.

Soon, a Jiao Shape Basic Map was refined and likewise handed over to the Big Stupid Deer.

After performing a Soul Search, he carelessly dispersed the soul of the Cold Pool Flood Dragon; such a Demon Beast did not deserve another chance for reincarnation.

Following that, he put both sections of the Evil Flood Dragon’s corpse into his Storage Ring.

As before, this Evil Flood Dragon was a Third-tier Mid-level Demon Beast, its body filled with Artifact Refining Treasures; keeping them would be useful in the future.

Beside the Cold Pond, Ning Daoran took out two pieces of roasted meat and two jars of Spiritual Wine.

After a light meal with the Big Stupid Deer to replenish their Mana, they prepared to hunt their next victim.

He crafted a Paper Substitute on the spot.

“Come out!”

The moment the Paperfolk flew out, it transformed into a youth dressed in black robes, taking on the very appearance of the transformed Cold Pool Flood Dragon.

Then, fetching a small portion of the Cold Pool Flood Dragon’s Divine Soul, he embedded it into the Paperfolk, making it indistinguishable from the real thing.

Removing the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, he clipped it to the waist of the black-robed youth, and then both, a man and a deer, flew into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

After Core Formation, Ning Daoran’s principles remained unchanged.

Using the least effort to reap the greatest benefit, it was better to employ cunning methods to kill an enemy than to force a direct confrontation, as the latter often carried higher risks.

…

Two thousand li northeast of the Chaotic Sect.

Luoying Mountain, a sprawling range of fiery red forests stretching for hundreds of miles.

There, a youth in a black robe strolled along the mountain paths, singing folk songs, seemingly in high spirits.

In the sky, a puff of burning wind swept through, transforming into a charming red-dressed girl who hovered in the air, hands on her hips, laughing, “Brother, you finally have time to visit me, finally willing to leave your ice-cold Cold Pond? At least you have some conscience!”

This girl was one of the Five Saints, the Fire Falcon, a Third-tier Mid-level Demon Beast transformed into a seemingly harmless, beautiful young woman.

Unfortunately, she was as ferocious inside as she was beautiful outside, having almost devoured all the residents within hundreds of miles.