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Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 265 - 263 True Monarch Due
Chapter 265: Chapter 263 True Monarch Du’e
Chapter 265 -263 True Monarch Du’e
That voice, heavy with the twilight of life, as if belonging to an elder on the brink of passing away at any moment.
A chill blossomed along Ning Daoran’s spine, this person was extremely horrifying!
Silently, he undid a Spirit Beast Bag at his waist, and instantly, strands of Fire Devouring Ants seeped into the ground, swiftly gnawing away at the prohibition trapping Big Stupid Deer.
No matter who the opponent was, if truly overpowered, Ning Daoran would, by all means, take Old Lu with him in escape.
If there was any strength to spare, Lin Man would naturally be taken along as well.
“Who?”
Li Fengling exclaimed with a shout, stepping forward with a punch, and spoke sternly, “Fellow Daoist He, please show yourself!”
“Are you worthy?”
The moment that hoarse voice sounded, all one saw was the Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard’s tongue suddenly lashing out, and in an instant, it wrapped Li Fengling into its mouth. With a crunching sound, Li Fengling was torn into three pieces, one of which was gleefully swallowed by the Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard.
Even the Protective Fist Mastery around Li Fengling did not offer the slightest resistance, snapping as easily as if it were made of clay.
The ground was a blurry mess of flesh and blood, the thick scent of blood wafting through the air.
“May I inquire the identity of such an esteemed senior?”
Lin Man, holding a talisman, looked into the distance, “If we have offended you in any way, I implore the senior to be magnanimous and overlook the transgressions of us juniors.”
“It’s too late!”
From the depths of the night sky, suddenly a blood-red light diffused from deep within Nanli Island, rippling out like waves. Everything in its path turned to powder; even the ground itself suddenly collapsed several meters deep!
Nascent Soul Spirit Pressure!
Ning Daoran was all too familiar with this sensation!
“Be careful!”
He hurriedly lunged forward, and a Third-tier High-Grade True Rock Talisman in his hand burst into a radiant light, protecting both himself and Lin Man within it.
“This is bad!”
The remaining three sword cultivators from Fuyun Sect paled with shock, frantically attempting to escape with tunneling light, but it was no use. The wave of Nascent Soul Spirit Pressure was too fast, reducing them to an indistinct mess of blood and flesh in the blink of an eye.
“It’s over…”
Transcendent Wuya’s face filled with horror, and as his pupils constricted, he spat out a rabbit-shaped Magical Treasure. The treasure shone smooth and lustrous, immediately transforming into a beam of white light that shot towards the origin of the Nascent Soul Spirit Pressure.
At the same time, Transcendent Wuya activated a Third-tier Lower Grade Divine Speed Talisman. His robe fluttered as he transformed into a gust of Cold Wind, racing away!
He was trying to flee!
Regrettably though, despite Transcendent Wuya’s impressive escape velocity, the Nascent Soul Spirit Pressure that oppressed the entire island in the blink of an eye was far more terrifying. As the crimson light swept past, Transcendent Wuya’s body had already burst apart, meeting a grisly death on the spot.
“Boom!”
Ning Daoran’s left foot stomped forward fiercely, his Golden Core Spiritual Pressure erupting, counteracting the opponent’s Nascent Soul Spirit Pressure. For a time, the earth beneath his feet cracked like a spiderweb, sinking downwards, while the True Rock Talisman’s Spiritual Power around him also began to fracture.
Lin Man’s beautiful eyes were filled with terror. At this moment, she, a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Practitioner, was powerless and could only tightly grasp Ning Daoran’s wrist as if he was her only lifeline.
…
“Hmm?”
In the pitch-black depths, the hoarse and doubtful voice sounded. In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in the night sky, an old man wearing a grey robe, his face unclear. However, the Nascent Soul Early Stage spirit pressure he exuded was undeniably real.
Ning Daoran’s brows were tightly knit, inwardly regretting his complacency. He should have sent a Class A Paperfolk to scout the island first.
The situation was now abundantly clear, this Nanli Island was by no means an ownerless wasteland.
On the contrary, this Nascent Soul Old Monster before him had long taken over the island, even training the Third-tier Late-stage Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard as his own Spiritual Beast. Moreover, the Third-tier High-Grade prohibition trapping Big Stupid Deer was, unsurprisingly, also the handiwork of this Nascent Soul Old Monster.
“Senior, we did not intend to offend you.”
Ning Daoran bowed slightly, “I was unaware that Senior was cultivating here and mistakenly intruded. Please forgive our presumptuousness.”
“Is that so?”
The Nascent Soul Old Monster, his eyes shimmering with mockery, pointed and said, “I heard quite clearly that when the young lady landed on the island, she claimed she wanted to exterminate my Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard. Could it be that I heard wrongly?”
“Senior, I…”
Lin Man, gritting her silver teeth, said, “Junior truly did not know this island was Senior’s Immortal Mansion, nor that the Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard had followed Senior. Please forgive our ignorance.”
Ning Daoran’s eyes lit up.
In the moment the Nascent Soul Old Monster raised his hand, Ning Daoran saw a very familiar Gold Token dangling from the Old Monster’s waist. That Gold Token was none other than the Gold Medal Assassin Token of Slaying Immortal Tower!
Could it be, this Nascent Soul Old Monster was also a Gold Medal Killer of Slaying Immortal Tower?
In an instant, Ning Daoran’s mind rapidly searched through the information about the eminent Gold Medal masters of Slaying Immortal Tower. Fortunately, he had been meticulous in his dealings and had lingered before the Killer List monument for a while, nearly imprinting all the Gold and Silver Killers’ identities and information into his memory, to prepare for unexpected needs.
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Now, it was proving useful!
“May I ask, senior, if you are perhaps True Monarch Du’e?”
Ning Daoran immediately cupped his fists and asked respectfully. In his memory, among the Gold Medal Killers lurking in the region of Tianluo Sea and in the early stage of Nascent Soul, there seemed to be only one, and this person’s features and age matched vaguely with the records of Slaying Immortal Tower.
True Monarch Du’e, over eight hundred years old, one of the old Nascent Souls of the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World, had exhibited incredible talent and genius from a young age. Regrettably, after advancing to Nascent Soul, he found nowhere higher to ascend and hence had been stuck in the Nascent Soul Early Stage.
In fact, most Nascent Souls ultimately perish at the Mid-stage. Less than half truly advance to the Nascent Soul Mid-stage, and even fewer reach the Nascent Soul Late Stage, perhaps one in ten.
As for those who ascended to Divinity Transformation, the entire Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World could count them on one hand.
“Oh?”
That hoarse voice of the Nascent Soul Old Monster slightly intensified, “Boy, how do you recognize me?”
“Not to conceal from senior.”
Ning Daoran took out his own Slaying Immortal Tower silver medal and said, “Junior is also a person from the Slaying Immortal Tower, only with insufficient cultivation, far from reaching the realm of senior.”
“You are also from the Slaying Immortal Tower?”
True Monarch Du’e revealed a hint of suspicion and asked, “Even at the Golden Core Early Stage, you qualify to join the Slaying Immortal Tower? Has the threshold for the Slaying Immortal Tower gone so low nowadays? The Tower Master really is… Kid, what’s your name in the Slaying Immortal Tower?”
“Independent Practitioner Jianjia.”
“Is it really you?”
Unable to help himself, True Monarch Du’e burst into laughter, “Well, well, the person our Tower Master Shen constantly ponders about is actually you, boy, interesting… This explains it, for you to withstand a strike of my Nascent Soul spirit pressure, indeed very different from a normal person at the Golden Core Early Stage, and it’s reasonable for the Tower Master to strongly persuade you to join the Slaying Immortal Tower.”
Ning Daoran showed a trace of joy.
Someone from his own side, it seemed there was hope for salvation.
“However…”
True Monarch Du’e’s tone suddenly shifted, his eyes still revealing a chill, “Independent Practitioner Jianjia, you don’t cultivate well in the Slaying Immortal Tower and instead run to Nanli Island to join in the excitement. For a young talent like you, the greatest fear is not that your cultivation won’t progress, but death might come too swiftly and prematurely. Don’t you understand this?”
“Junior also has unavoidable reasons.”
Ning Daoran said with folded hands, “Junior’s friend urgently needs the Six Yin Fu Rong Snake to save his life, and so… Junior had to make this trip. I ask senior for discernment!”
“Six Yin Fu Rong Snake?”
True Monarch Du’e frowned slightly, his eyes turning to Lin Man, “Is it really so?”
Suddenly, Lin Man felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her whole body chilled by the other’s gaze. She, a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator, could not bear the scrutiny of a Nascent Soul Old Monster.
“Senior discerns rightly, it is indeed so.”
“Enough.”
True Monarch Du’e waved his sleeve and said, “Independent Practitioner Jianjia, since you are also a daoist from the Slaying Immortal Tower and moreover a person valued by Tower Master Shen, I will give Shen Tower Master some face. Today I will not trouble you; you may go to the island and you can also capture the Six Yin Fu Rong Snake, just do not disturb my peace.”
“Yes, thank you, senior!”
Ning Daoran said with a face full of excitement, “When I see Shen Tower Master next time, I will surely relay today’s events in detail to her. Senior Du’e is well-respected and worthy, truly deserving of being our Slaying Immortal Tower’s gold medal!”
“Hmph!”
True Monarch Du’e let out a light laugh, giving Ning Daoran a glance as if to say “you’re a sensible lad,” before turning into a wisp of blood-red brilliance and departing. Soon after, a voice reached Ning Daoran’s ears.
“Youngster, call back your little bugs. I will dissipate the prohibitions myself and let your spirit beast out.”
…
“Rawr rawr~~~”
From a distance, as the prohibition lifted, Big Stupid Deer regained its freedom, joyously charging over to Ning Daoran’s side, rubbing affectionately against his arm.
“Now we…”
Lin Man looked over with a pair of anxious eyes.
“As it should be, just don’t think about hunting the Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard anymore.”
“Understood.”
Lin Man replied cautiously, “Fellow Daoist Ning, have I… learned too much today?”
“Yes.”
Ning Daoran smiled faintly, “But it’s okay, I will help you erase these memories that you shouldn’t have later.”
Lin Man’s face turned pale.
“It’s just a pity…”
Ning Daoran looked towards the ground at the bloodied and mangled remains, “Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Wu Ya, and the three daoists from the Fuyun Sect, all died on this desolate island, it is quite lamentable.”
Lin Man also felt regret; these people didn’t necessarily have to die.
However, the Nascent Soul Old Monster had a cantankerous temperament, and once provoked, life or death was unpredictable. Who could say for certain about these matters?
Thus, Ning Daoran and Lin Man called over some boatmen, collected the remains of the deceased, and buried them on the island nearby. They forewent any ceremonies, simply erecting a monument for each person.
Golden Core Stage and Embracing Elixir Realm powerhouses ended up with mere humble graves on this island, which was indeed ironic.
…
Later, Big Stupid Deer swiftly built a wooden hut on the seaside of the island, and Ning Daoran and Lin Man lived there, quietly waiting for the Six Yin Fu Rong Snake to appear.
Senior True Monarch Du’e really did give them face, ordering the Green Flame Two-tailed Lizard to completely retract its aura so as not to scare the Six Yin Fu Rong Snake from appearing.
As such, two months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Ning Daoran and Lin Man were sitting cross-legged inside the wooden hut, meditating and cultivating.
Suddenly, a jade scroll by Lin Man’s side lit up with a faint light, surprising her greatly.
“Fellow Daoist Ning, the Six Yin Fu Rong Snake has appeared!”