Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 224 - 222 Little Qing Starts the Meal

Chapter 224: Chapter 222 Little Qing Starts the Meal Chapter 224 -222 Little Qing Starts the Meal Little Blackie nibbled reluctantly a couple of times before scurrying off into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.

“Fellow Daoist…”

The Demon Tree was now reduced to a one-zhang length of Blood Wood, stippled with bloodstains. It seemed as if muscles were still writhing within, presenting a rather spine-chilling sight.

“Please spare me a way out, Fellow Daoist… If this old one manages to survive, I am willing to serve as a servant by Fellow Daoist’s side for the rest of my life…”

“There’s no need, Fellow Daoist. Rest easy,”

Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly, “Rest assured, Fellow Daoist’s remains will accompany me in another way, Ning won’t let you down.”

As he spoke, he exhaled a breath of Samadhi True Fire, instantly causing the trunk of the Demon Tree to tremble and shake, cursing up a storm.

About an hour later.

The vast Demon Tree was completely burned to ashes; all that remained was an arm-sized piece of deadwood, charred on the outside but still tender inside, and a stream of bloody true essence flowing within. Most of the tree’s essence qi was contained in this piece.

Ning Daoran planned to refine it into a flagpole, to upgrade the Green Ghost Flag.

“Collect!”

With a shout from Ning Daoran, seventy-two second-class paperfolk quickly set up array flags and array plates, and the roaring flames engulfing Guiyuan Sect soundlessly extinguished. At this point, the mountain range had been scorched black.

The entire Guiyuan Sect, including the Demon Tree known as the “Holy Tree,” was annihilated!

The Sect was truly destroyed; the annihilation was absolute.

“Young Master…”

At this time, a weak voice came from within the storage ring’s Green Ghost Flag. It was none other than the Green-clothed Lady.

Ning Daoran swept the area with his divine sense and saw the Green-clothed Lady kneeling on the ground in her green skirt. Her pale, delicate thighs were mostly exposed, and her pretty face looked pitiful under the moonlight. Had she not utilized yin qi, she would be seen as charming and her beauty could rival that of the fairies from prestigious sects.

At the moment, her eyes were watery with expectation, gazing at Ning Daoran.

What she sought was simple: the life souls from throughout the mountain.

Ning Daoran had just completed the annihilation of the sect. The souls of more than three thousand members of Guiyuan Sect had just left their bodies and had not yet had the chance to depart; it was the perfect moment to consume life souls.

Previously, Ning Daoran was quite wary of devouring life souls, feeling it was a practice of the Demon Path; if he truly allowed the Green-clothed Lady to devour others’ life souls everywhere, he would likely lose his early resolve and inadvertently become a true practitioner of the Demon Path.

But now…

Guiyuan Sect had completely fallen into the Demon Path, and none of the souls here were innocent; to not let the Green-clothed Lady “digest” them all would be a true waste and not Ning Daoran’s style.

“Granted.”

Ning Daoran lightly tapped his storage bag, and the Green Ghost Flag floated out.

With a flick of the flag, he said, “Little Qing, eat to your heart’s content, you haven’t had a meal in a long while, feast till you’re full!”

“Thank you, Master!”

The Green Ghost Flag buzzed, and in the following moment, an immense surge of yin qi erupted. With a loud “boom,” the enormous form of the Green-clothed Lady rushed out from the flag.

She smiled sweetly at Ning Daoran, her fair face blushing with shyness, then immediately surged towards a nearby cluster of souls, the very soul of Zuo Qiuhai, the Sect Master of Guiyuan Sect.

That soul shivered, not knowing what to do upon the sudden appearance of the Green-clothed Lady.

“Senior Ning, spare me, spare me…”

Zuo Qiuhai’s soul quivered, his voice trembling.

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But in the next second, the Green-clothed Lady pounced forward, opened her delicate mouth…

“Awo!”

She bit down fiercely, chewing and swallowing voraciously. The soul of the Golden Core cultivator was a great supplement for her, and she relished it as one would savor a steak.

After devouring Zuo Qiuhai’s soul in a few bites, the Green-clothed Lady swept through the mountain, consuming each life soul like a green twister, her speed increasing ever so fast until she was gobbling them down whole.

Ning Daoran rose into the air, holding the Green Ghost Flag, guarding above Little Qing, lest a righteous person suddenly emerge from somewhere and slay this Green-clothed evil ghost.

After all, Little Qing was cultivated with great effort; it would be a pity if she were killed.

“Awoo~~~”

Not far away, Big Stupid Deer was carrying Little Bai up the mountain.

To say the least, the White Sheep Demon Queen of Feng Valley possessed exceptional beauty, her white dress and sitting posture on the deer’s back, with a pair of white and lustrous legs, gave off a moonlight aura.

Ning Daoran felt some regret, thinking that if he had spared the White Sheep Demon Queen initially, perhaps subduing her and keeping her as a maid would not be bad… warming the bed when idle…

But on second thought, man and sheep… Forget it, it’s just too perverse after all!

“Old Lu!”

Ning Daoran smiled faintly, “I’ve avenged Senior Brother Zhao Lichen…”

As he said this, he solemnly tapped his storage bag, and a large wooden box emerged, within which were the scarce remains of Zhao Lichen and his elder clothes, along with half of the Blood-Drinking Flying Sword.

“Woo woo…”

Big Stupid Deer looked at the remains and relic of Zhao Lichen, unable to contain its sadness.

Zhao Lichen was such a good man, a humble gentleman, warm as jade, yet he died tragically at the hands of a Demon Sect—truly lamentable.

“Old Lu, I want to write a letter to the Sect, to have someone send Senior Brother Zhao’s remains back to the Sect for burial. What do you think?”

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“Aoao~~”

Big Stupid Deer wagged its tail, signaling agreement.

Thereupon, Ning Daoran immediately took out a piece of high-quality talisman paper. Then, with the concentrated mana of the Evergreen Technique as ink, he dipped his finger in the mana and wrote a letter to his junior sister Han Bing on the talisman paper.

The content of the letter was nothing more than the discovery of Senior Brother Zhao Lichen’s remains outside, that he had been harmed by someone. Ning Daoran had already avenged him and was specially sending the remains back to the sect, hoping that his junior sister could give Senior Brother Zhao a decent funeral.

After finishing the letter, he put it into an envelope and addressed it personally to his junior sister Han Bing.

Then, Ning Daoran took out a Class A Paperfolk and threw it into the air with a “bang.” The Paperfolk expanded, transforming into the appearance of an old cultivator with prominent cheekbones. Immediately, he handed both the wooden box and the letter to it, saying,

“You must deliver these personally into junior sister’s hands. On this journey, travel by night and hide by day. Remember, remember, you must be extra careful and not let any mishaps occur!”

The elder did not speak but merely nodded, taking the wooden box and the letter before vanishing into the wind.

This Class A Paperfolk possessed the cultivation of the early Golden Core Stage. If it did not provoke trouble itself, then within the Huangzhou and Qingzhou regions, there really were few who could do anything to it. Besides, this Paperfolk also carried at least Perfect Level Unmoving Ming King Divine Technique, along with the Earth Escape, Water Escape, and Wood Escape Techniques. Combined with its cautious nature, it was unlikely anything untoward would happen.

“…”

Ning Daoran turned around and looked in the direction where the Class A Paperfolk had vanished, suddenly feeling a sense of melancholy.

Zhao Lichen had left the sect ninety-five years ago. Everyone thought that he had settled down outside, either becoming a tribute at some sect or a wealthy gentleman enjoying life surrounded by wives and concubines in his last years.

Who would have thought that Zhao Lichen had entered Guiyuan Sect shortly after leaving the sect and eventually died because of his ambition for the righteous path?

Ning Daoran felt quite sorrowful.

One by one, old friends were declining, and now it seemed there were not many left…

“My lord.”

Beside him, Little Bai noticed Ning Daoran’s low spirits and spoke softly, “Those who come will come, and those who go will go. My lord should not feel so sad. The end of cultivation is inevitably solitary. My lord should have understood this truth long ago.”

“Little Bai…”

Ning Daoran looked at her and said, “You really know how to say the right things. I have some regrets. Had I known how sensible you are, I should have shown mercy and not killed you back then.”

Little Bai covered her mouth and laughed lightly, “You’ve already killed. What’s the point of saying this now? Besides, I am divided into two halves of good and evil due to my divided Divine Soul. If they were merged, would my lord care to see how things would be then?”

“Indeed…”

Ning Daoran glanced at the Soul Refining Tower. The other half of Feng Valley White Sheep’s Divine Soul inside, although with a gentle demeanor, could not conceal the ferocity and resentment in her eyes.

Forget it, keep her locked up. If he was not worried about affecting Little Bai, he would have refined her long ago.

In the way of Divine Soul Technique, Ning Daoran was currently at an entry-level and still had much to research. As for how to handle the two halves of Feng Valley White Sheep’s Divine Soul, that would be decided later.

Half an hour later.

A huge green figure returned in the distance.

The Green-clothed Lady was glutted, having devoured over three thousand Life Souls in a short time, including those of cultivators from the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment stages. As a result, her Soul Power had grown not just a little; even her body swelled somewhat, expanding her bosom from a C to a D-cup.

Furthermore, her height had also increased significantly, transforming from a delicate jade-like beauty to a Siberian tiger. However, after a good digestion, she should be able to return to her original form.

“My lord…”

The Green-clothed Lady bowed respectfully, her face flushed, and said, “Xiao Qing thanks my lord for the generous meal. This one has become very full…”

“Hmph!”

Little Bai glanced at her and said, “My lord, keeping such an evil ghost close will lead to being bitten back by her sooner or later. My lord should be cautious…”

Ning Daoran gave her a look, thinking she wasn’t very strong herself.

One was an evil ghost sealed within a flag, the other a refining corpse with a separated body and soul—both were just pot calling the kettle black.

…

One man and one deer set out again.

But this time, Little Bai was seated on the deer’s back, carried by Big Stupid Deer as they traveled.

Ning Daoran, on the other hand, stayed within the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven at Little Bai’s waist. He began to rummage through the spoils of the recent Guiyuan Sect raid.

First was the storage bag of Zuo Qiuhai, the sect master of Guiyuan Sect.

The treasure reserves of this Golden Core cultivator were pitiable. As a Great Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage, he didn’t even own a single Magical Treasure; he relied heavily on a Demon Tree at the late Golden Core Stage for his main combat power.

He put away the several top-grade spiritual tools, and also acquired a Lion-shaped Root Map, which would allow Big Stupid Deer’s Shape-shifting Technique to reach a higher level of mastery.

Another gain was nestled deep within the storage bag—a Jade Scroll that contained a copy of an Elixir Recipe for a Third-tier True Blood Pill!

Zuo Qiuhai practiced Dual cultivation of magic and body, and True Blood Pills were the perfect substance for Baodan Realm Martial Artists to advance their Cultivation. Thus, it made sense for Zuo Qiuhai to possess the recipe for it.

Coming into possession of it without any effort was cause for celebration.

Ning Daoran was overjoyed; he had thought that he would have to spend a high price on the recipe once he reached Immortal White Dragon City. Now it seemed he could save that sum of spirit stones!

…

Next, he needed to reforge the Green Ghost Flag.

Ning Daoran sat on the edge of the wooden floor in the cabin, in front of him, the Green-clothed Lady sitting cross-legged on the ground. Her long legs were crossed; by now, she had refined most of the devoured Life Souls, and her body gradually returned to its original delicate and petite form.

Ning Daoran glanced at her chest, saying, “Some parts need not return to their original size.”

Little Qing covered her mouth and laughed, “Understood, I won’t forget!”