Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 657 - 655: Refine into Elixir

"Young Master..."

Despite her body being battered and bruised all over, Little Bai still managed to smile faintly the moment she saw Ning Daoran.

In an instant, a nameless fury erupted in Ning Daoran’s chest.

Little Bai had served him faithfully for years, to the extent that he never had the heart to so much as scold her. Yet now, she had been injured by someone else!

He spun around sharply, his gaze falling on the insolent, arrogant figure standing before Little Bai—Zhang Naiqian!

As expected, it was him, the first-ranked True Disciple of the Divine Fire Sect.

Truthfully, apart from Zhang Naiqian, none of the other True Disciples likely had the ability to harm Little Bai.

"Ning Keqing, it’s been a while."

Zhang Naiqian sneered. "I thought you’d crawled into some hole never to emerge again. But then I remembered that while a monk might run, the temple remains. So I came here, and sure enough, I found you, Ning Keqing."

"Was it you who hurt her?"

Ning Daoran raised his hand and pointed at Little Bai.

"Indeed, it was."

Zhang Naiqian neither denied it nor flinched, his eyes brimming with disdain. "A mere Nascent Soul Early-Stage Spiritual Beast—too brazen despite her limited ability. I only lent a hand to teach her a little lesson on Ning Keqing’s behalf. Surely this trivial matter isn’t something you’d take issue with?"

"Young Master, he..."

Little Bai bit her silver teeth. "He tried to force his way into the cave mansion..."

Ning Daoran’s teeth immediately clenched in wrath.

Meanwhile, dozens of Divine Fire Sect disciples had gathered to spectate. One of them respectfully cupped his fists and said, "Ning Keqing, we all witnessed it. It was this maid who struck first, leaving Senior Brother Zhang Naiqian with no choice but to defend himself and wound her."

"Oh, now this is rich."

Ning Daoran chuckled coldly. "So Fellow Daoist Zhang appears uninvited before my cave mansion and, completely unwillingly, ends up hurting my maid? Truly a masterclass in victimhood."

"Ning Daoran, less chatter."

Zhang Naiqian’s gaze turned frosty. "Our previous duel remains unresolved. Shall we finish it now? You, a mere Guest Elder—not even a True Disciple—dared to surpass the top six of Divine Fire Tower? If I don’t cripple every bone in your body, you might actually think no one in the Divine Fire Sect can stand against you!"

"Enough talk. Let’s fight!"

Ning Daoran swung his arm, and the Golden Silk Sword shot out of him with a "swish, swish, swish." At the same time, an array of Array Flags and Array Plates flew out from his Storage Bag, rapidly forming the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation in the space before him.

Not only did he avoid using the formation’s concealment abilities, but he also ensured that the surrounding disciples could see everything clearly—he wanted them to witness the supposed number one True Disciple eating defeat firsthand!

"An array?!"

Zhang Naiqian’s eyes darkened. "Very well! I’m curious to see what capabilities a mere Nascent Soul Early-Stage cultivator like you possesses. Can you truly fight above your level and triumph?"

"Silence!"

Disdaining more pointless words, Ning Daoran leapt into the air. With a single point of his finger, Returning to Nature-level Dual Yin Sword Intent burst forth! Instantly, the twenty-four Golden Silk Swords, guided by the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, transformed into shooting stars and streaked toward Zhang Naiqian!

Simultaneously, Ning Daoran’s left hand spread open, and the Chaos Immortal Vine erupted into existence with a "peng-peng-peng," its tendrils whipping through the wind as they surged toward Zhang Naiqian from every direction!

This place belonged to the Divine Fire Sect. Ning Daoran sought a swift resolution—lingering too long would only attract more cultivators, complicating things for him. After all, he was just a Guest Elder, while Zhang Naiqian was the sect’s prized prodigy. For someone of his status, the higher-ups of the Divine Fire Sect would stop at nothing.

"Impressive techniques!"

Zhang Naiqian stood with one hand behind his back, initially exuding an air of ease. Then, with a sweep of his hand, waves of heat surged forth. Two Spiritual Treasures working in tandem with the Divine Fire Technique unleashed an inferno, clashing evenly with the Chaos Immortal Vine.

But when Ning Daoran summoned hundreds of Water Vines to suppress the flames with the power of the Five Elements, Zhang Naiqian’s Flame Technique immediately lost three-tenths of its potency!

After just ten exchanges, the Water Vines grew more vigorous, pressing the flames back relentlessly from all sides!

"You..."

Zhang Naiqian’s expression turned icy with humiliation. "Do you think such methods alone are enough to defeat me?! Ning Daoran, since you insist on being oblivious, I’ll show you what happens when I get serious!"

He pressed a finger to his brow, mana surging violently within him as he shouted, "Come out for me!"

"Buzz~~~"

A resonant hum filled the sky as Treasure Essence Qi burst forth like fireworks, and with a deafening roar, a massive crimson cauldron materialized above Zhang Naiqian’s head—an Upper-Grade Spiritual Treasure cauldron!

Adorned with vivid carvings of crimson dragons, the cauldron, refined by the Divine Fire Technique, looked as though those dragons might spring to life at any moment to aid their master in battle.

"Heavens, it’s the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron!"

One disciple exclaimed in alarm, "So it’s true that Martial Uncle Zhang Qinghe passed the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron to Senior Brother Zhang Naiqian!"

"Hmph."

A rotund disciple folded his arms and sneered. "Ning Daoran is doomed! As strong as he may be, Senior Brother Zhang Naiqian is stronger by an entire cultivation layer. Plus, with the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron augmenting him, Ning Daoran has no chance at victory."

"Junior Brother Liu is right. The combination of the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron and the Divine Fire Technique is a match made in heaven. The moment Senior Brother Zhang Naiqian brought out the cauldron, Ning Keqing’s fate was sealed."

Among the crowd, a female disciple’s face lit up with joy. "Senior Brother Zhang Naiqian, go! Teach that arrogant Guest Elder a lesson—how dare he act so brazenly in the Divine Fire Sect. Crush him! Senior Brother, I’m here to support you!"

Most of the crowd had clearly sided with Zhang Naiqian. In truth, a large number of them were disciples of the Zhang family to begin with and had always stood by him.

"Let’s see what you can do!"

Zhang Naiqian grinned as he splayed his hands, pouring his energy furiously into the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron. "Take this!"

"Buzz~~~"

A dazzling light radiated from the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron, engulfing it in brilliance. Crimson dragons roared incessantly as they emerged, forming a Domain Field that sought to drag Ning Daoran into the cauldron!

"Zzzt-zzzt—"

Within the raging flames, streaks of deep blue lightning flickered. Ning Daoran, riding the power of thunder and lightning, vanished instantly into the wind.

"You won’t escape—take this!"

Zhang Naiqian’s eyes blazed with mad intensity as he flipped his hands. The Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron inverted in an instant and smashed down, capturing Ning Daoran within!

"Let’s see how long your arrogance lasts. I’ll refine you into elixirs with this cauldron, like you deserve!"

...

"This isn’t good!"

At that moment, a figure descended from the heavens—Huang Xianyu, the custodian of the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

Carrying a bamboo basket filled with Spirit Fruits, Huang Xianyu had come intending to visit Ning Daoran. Though Ning Daoran had denied him entry at the Sky Pool earlier, Huang Xianyu didn’t want to risk offending this Guest Elder and had picked some Spirit Fruits to make amends.

But upon arriving at Ning Daoran’s cave mansion, he witnessed Zhang Naiqian capturing him inside the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron!

"Zhang Naiqian!"

Huang Xianyu’s face turned pale. "Release Ning Keqing immediately, now! Our Divine Fire Sect strictly forbids private duels between disciples. If you kill Ning Keqing, the Sect Master will never forgive you. Let him go now!"

"Ridiculous!"

Zhang Naiqian sneered. "He’s merely a guest cultivator—not a disciple of the Divine Fire Sect. Our rules don’t apply to him. As for you, Martial Uncle Huang, rest assured—I won’t kill him. I’m merely teaching him a lesson."

"You..."

Huang Xianyu’s panic deepened.

But just then, the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron began to shake violently with a "buzz-buzz" sound. Soon, the cauldron’s body trembled wildly, "clang-clang-clang," as if something inside was attempting to burst forth.

"What?!"

Zhang Naiqian’s expression changed drastically.

Inside the cauldron, Ning Daoran’s hands were clasped in a mantra. Suddenly, the Big Green Dragon emerged, its spear tip pressed against the cauldron’s base. With each incantation, the Big Green Dragon expanded, forcing the cauldron open with sheer might!

"Boom~~~"

With a thunderous explosion, a massive green dragon burst forth from within the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron, wreaking havoc. Its dragon might surged, causing the fiery dragons around it to quiver in terror. One of the fiery dragons was even bitten cleanly in two!

"This is bad!"

A chill crept into Zhang Naiqian’s heart. As the fiery dragon broke, cracks spread across the cauldron’s surface with a "zzzt-zzzt" sound.

"Withdraw!"

Both men simultaneously retrieved their treasures—the Fire Dragon Treasure Cauldron and Azure Dragon Spear. But in the same breath, Ning Daoran charged forward, unleashing his physical might and driving a savage kick into Zhang Naiqian’s abdomen!

With a deafening crash, Zhang Naiqian spat blood as his body flew backward, slamming into the walls of the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation. Before he could fall, a shadow descended from above.

Ning Daoran stomped hard, driving Zhang Naiqian into the rocky ground, forming a bowl-shaped crater. Then, with merciless force, he struck with his fist!

"Boom~~~"

A bloodstained tooth flew into the air.

"Ning Daoran, you..."

Zhang Naiqian roared in rage, clutching at Ning Daoran’s ankle, yet the latter remained immovable—his terrifying physical strength far beyond what a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like Zhang Naiqian could resist.

"Weren’t you acting all high and mighty earlier?"

Cold determination burned in Ning Daoran’s gaze. "Didn’t you say you were going to refine me into elixirs? What’s stopping you now?"

"You..."

Zhang Naiqian’s face turned an ugly shade of purple. To be trampled upon in front of his fellow brothers and sisters was beyond humiliating. As the strongest disciple of his generation in the Divine Fire Sect, he had never suffered such disgrace!

"Kill me, Ning Daoran! If you dare, then kill me! Do it now!"

"Oh, I dare."

Ning Daoran raised his fist again, streams of milky white Fist Mastery energy crackling with electricity. Those watching gasped in shock—such an overwhelmingly powerful physique had never been seen before!

"Bang!"

The second punch landed, sending more of Zhang Naiqian’s teeth flying as his face contorted grotesquely.

"Ning Keqing!"

Outside the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, Huang Xianyu hurriedly transmitted his voice. "You mustn’t kill him! Yes, Zhang Naiqian is indeed insufferably arrogant and ill-disciplined, but if you kill him, how can Zhang Qinghe ever let you off? Your plans to cultivate in the Fierce Sun Sky Pool will be ruined. I beg you to reconsider—show restraint, Ning Keqing!"

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist—I won’t take his life."

Ning Daoran straightened up, his gaze falling on Little Bai. Her right arm sleeve was stained deep red with blood, her injuries severe.

Fury surged in Ning Daoran’s chest as he stepped forward and ruthlessly stomped down on Zhang Naiqian’s right arm! fгeewebnovёl.com

"Crack~~Crack~~"

He twisted his heel, grinding Zhang Naiqian’s arm bones into powder!

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