Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 297 - 295 A Word is Worth a Thousand Gold
Chapter 297: Chapter 295 “A Word is Worth a Thousand Gold
Chapter 297 -295 “A Word is Worth a Thousand Gold
Dragon Martial Mountain, Back Mountain Stele Forest.
The wind and snow are furious, and a figure arrives uninvited. Accompanied by Ning Daoran ascending the mountain, the ninth layer of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture within him roars violently, continuously refining his physique. Instantly, the aura of Dragon Demon manifests, wrapping countless flying snow particles behind him, forming the image of a ferocious snow dragon.
Before the man arrives, his formidable presence soars to the skies!
“Fellow Daoist Jianjia!”
Atop the mountain summit, an elder stands with his hands clasped behind his back, emanating authority without anger, his body surrounded by ripples of Dragon Demon Heart Scripture’s aura. It is Nie Shentong, the Supreme Elder of Dragon Martial Mountain.
Not having seen each other for two years, Nie Shentong remains at the eighth layer of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture. However, he senses that Ning Daoran’s Dragon Demon Heart Scripture has advanced to the ninth layer. Even though it’s only half-complete, given the opponent’s depth, his own advantage has evaporated.
Within his sleeves, Nie Shentong quietly circulates his Blood Qi, flicking a Sound Transmission Talisman away.
“Whoosh—”
The talisman flies silently amidst the wind and snow.
Nie Shentong leaps into the sky, stomps fiercely towards the ground, instantly stirring up a vast cloud of snow dust. He laughs and says, “Fellow Daoist Jianjia has finally ascended the mountain; I have been waiting for you for too long!”
“How could I let a fellow Daoist wait too long?”
Ning Daoran dashes forward in a swift motion, instantly thrusting forward with his spear, directly targeting the Qi emanated by Nie Shentong’s foot.
“Boom~~~”
Amidst the loud crashing sound, the two masters collide once again.
Nie Shentong still employs boxing, his robust Fist Mastery exploding incrementally, displaying a state of increased vigor with each battle.
Ning Daoran does likewise, sticking to the Silver Dragon Spear Technique, intending no changes in his moves, but each spear thrust, empowered by the ninth layer of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, is stronger than ever.
Moreover, Ning Daoran’s Blood Qi is at least thirty percent more robust than before, further boosted by the continuous supply of Spiritual Energy from the Eternal Green Technique—a battle tactic completely unlike his opponent’s, resembling a slow and steady flow!
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For a moment, Fist Mastery and Spear Radiance stir up cascading lights in the mountain.
The clash of two great experts causes the entire back half of the mountain to tremble continuously.
When Dragon Martial Mountain disciples attempt to witness the scene, they hear the authoritative voice of Sect Leader Nie Qinghe echoing across the mountains, “The Supreme Elder is exchanging insights with an extraordinary expert; all disciples are forbidden to watch and must stay at their residences!”
Soon, three figures appear on the mountain summit at the edge of the battlefield.
One is Nie Qinghe, and the other two are white-bearded elders, presumably Supreme Elders of Dragon Martial Mountain; all three are at the Early-stage Nascent Soul. Together with Nie Shentong, they form the foundational strength of Dragon Martial Mountain.
Moreover, all three hold an Array Formation Jade Scroll, ready to activate the Mountain Protection Array at any moment!
Ning Daoran has come prepared today, and so has Nie Shentong.
“The advancement of your martial arts truly astounds me.”
Nie Shentong executes three punches, each more profound and intense than the last, his eyes shining with cold intent, “If the fellow Daoist continues to cultivate like this, I am afraid he might reach the stage of forming a Martial Infant!”
The realms of Martial Artists are divided into Blood Qi, Condensed Liquid, Embracing Elixir, and beyond that, the legendary Mixed Element Realm.
The Mixed Element Realm is comparable to the Nascent Soul Stage for Cultivators, and the cultivation direction is basically the same: Cultivators form a Nascent Soul, Martial Artists form a Martial Infant.
However, the lifespan of Martial Artists is very short. Even if a Martial Artist in the Embracing Elixir Realm consumes all first-tier, second-tier, and third-tier Lifespan Extension Pills, they can at most live to about two hundred years. It is incredibly difficult to reach the stage of forming a Martial Infant.
Therefore, while the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World might have a large number of individuals in the Nascent Soul Stage, Martial Artists in the Mixed Element Realm are as scarce as lice on a bald man’s head, which makes the talent of someone like Shen Luoyan, who has both Nascent Soul Stage and Mixed Element Realm, extraordinarily precious.
“Fellow Daoist Nie!”
Ning Daoran executes over ten spear thrusts, causing Nie Shentong’s arms to become numb, and he laughs, “Fellow Daoist seems to be a bit weak today; could it be due to your lifespan? If so, my victory would be less honorable.”
“Fellow Daoist should secure your victory over me before speaking; why say more?”
The two cease their conversation and continue with their fight using punches and kicks. In no time, their battle, accompanied by the sounds of wind, snow, and dragon roars, becomes fiercely balanced and difficult to differentiate a winner!
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“This person is extremely formidable…”
On the summit, an elder in a grey robe, at Embryonic stage, frowns and says, “It’s clear that his Dragon Demon Heart Scripture’s realm has deepened a bit more than that of the old ancestor Shentong, probably reaching the legendary ninth layer.”
“What?”
Nie Qinghe frowns, “This person has cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture to the ninth layer?”
“Exactly!”
Another Nascent Soul elder says, “Although our Dragon Martial Mountain is acclaimed as a local hegemon, our previous Sect Leader Nie Qiuzhen only cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture to the ninth layer. Yet to think an outsider like Independent Practitioner Jianjia, with only half of the scripture, has reached the ninth layer. His disposition is quite fearsome. If we’re not careful, Dragon Martial Mountain…”
“Uncle, don’t say more…”
Nie Qinghe frowns, “If that’s the case, I feel there’s no need for Dragon Martial Mountain to further offend this person. It’s better we prepare a complete copy of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture to bestow upon him, to foster good karma.”
“It’s all well for us to say so, but the old ancestor Shentong is unwilling.”
The Embracing Elixir Elder sighed deeply: “Divine Skill Ancestor considers the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture more important than his own life. Unless Independent Practitioner Jianjia joins Dragon Martial Mountain and becomes an Elder there, he would never hand over the complete mental method.”
Nie Qinghe’s brow furrowed deeply. Having served as the Sect Leader of Dragon Martial Mountain for many years, and having seen all sorts of people in the Cultivation World, he knew full well the severe implications of pressing Independent Practitioner Jianjia too hard—such Loose Cultivators might end up doing something truly dreadful.
“Ancestor…”
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He watched as Nie Shentong danced wildly amidst the snowstorm, unleashing fierce punches and thought, “I hope you can win this duel!”
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However, things did not go as desired.
After a hundred moves, Nie Shentong was indeed running out of energy. This duel was even more intense than the previous one, and he had to continuously push his Fist Intent further to keep up with the moves from Ning Daoran.
However, Ning Daoran’s combat strength was like the steady flow of a gentle stream, showing no sign of decline. Thus, Nie Shentong, who was after all an elder with not much lifespan left, was starting to struggle.
“Fellow Daoist Nie, I’m afraid you are going to lose today!”
Ning Daoran suddenly leapt into the air, his body surged with a great upswing of Blood Qi, and without any reservation, a Silver Dragon manifested in the sky amidst hidden clouds, followed by a ferocious strike from the Silver Dragon Water Collection!
This spear attack was about fifty percent stronger than before!
He finally began exerting his full strength!
But Nie Shentong had reached his limit. His Fist Intent could not climb any higher, and the Fist Mastery he demonstrated was at his peak—the strongest punch of his life.
“Peng~~~”
In the booming sound, the towering Fist Mastery that soared into the sky was countered by a massive Silver Dragon, and the moment Ning Daoran’s spear tip touched the Fist Mastery its Realm began to collapse and dissipate.
With this strike, the strength of both sides was clear, no longer undecided!
“You!”
Nie Shentong retreated step by step, leaving deep footprints in the snow. As he turned around, he threw another punch towards the sky and shouted angrily, “I don’t believe you, Independent Practitioner Jianjia, can go against the heavens like this!”
Ning Daoran smiled faintly, swinging the Azure Dragon Spear in his right hand and slightly clenching his left hand, delivering a punch from the sky as well, wrapped in the rich True Power of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture!
“Boom~~~”
The two Fist Mastery Realms collided and shattered in midair, but Ning Daoran’s punch was still superior, the remaining Fist Mastery rained down and pattered against the opponent’s Protective Gang Qi.
Nie Shentong roared furiously, his Blood Qi surged, transforming into a sky-soaring Fist Intent, but it was still unable to withstand the descending Fist Mastery from the opponent. Ning Daoran did not even need a second punch; just this one had already defeated Nie Shentong.
After over a hundred moves, this old man Nie Shentong had indeed tried his best.
However…
Actually, he was only over a hundred years old, while Ning Daoran was over two hundred, truly an old man.
But the age calculation between Cultivators and Martial Artists is completely different. Ning Daoran, who cultivated the Evergreen Technique, still looked like an eighteen-year-old youth, a sight that could infuriate many.
Moreover, it wasn’t just about the appearance. After cultivating the Evergreen Technique, Ning Daoran’s Mental State remained forever youthful, which is why he could always fool around with Big Stupid Deer, unlike ordinary Great Cultivators and High-level Martial Artists who would have already been appearing aged and spiritless at his age.
“I refuse to accept this!”
Nie Shentong lowly shouted, spitting out a mouthful of blood while still urging his True Power, launching a robust Fist Mastery intending to counterattack.
“Fellow Taoist, please take a seat!”
Ning Daoran spread his five fingers in midair, and suddenly, the nine layers of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture burst forth. With a “Peng”, a massive palm force exploded in midair, pressing Nie Shentong’s body back to the ground with a “thump”, causing him to sit squarely on the floor.
The Azure Dragon Spear hummed and buzzed, shining with a heart-chilling cold light.
At this moment, if Ning Daoran wanted to kill Nie Shentong, it would be as easy as turning his hand!
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“Fellow Taoist Nie, according to our previous agreement.”
Ning Daoran spoke word by word: “If I managed to surpass you in hand-to-hand combat, you would gift me the complete Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, and now it’s time for you to fulfill your promise.”
“Fellow Daoist Jianjia…”
Nie Shentong, wobbly getting up, coughed up fresh blood, and with a smile said: “Back then, I only said if you beat me in hand-to-hand combat, I would consider passing on the complete Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, just consider, and I did not specify when to pass it on. Moreover, I have sensed a trace of Evil Qi from your Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, and you are very likely to fall into the Demon Path in the future. How could I, old man, face our ancestors if the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture falls into the hands of the Demon Path?”
“Oh?”
Ning Daoran replied lightly: “So you mean, you are going back on your word?”
“Nie has always been a man of his word, I simply delayed it a bit, please wait a moment longer, fellow Daoist.”
Saying this, Nie Shentong’s gaze shifted as he commanded: “Qing He, see them out!”
Suddenly, the three Baodan Realm Martial Artists atop the mountain peak activated the Array Formation Jade Tokens, and the booming sound of the grand array’s heavenly melody began to thunder in the air.
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“Good, very well!”
Ning Daoran gave a faint smile, holding the Azure Dragon Spear, and gracefully receded.
