Cultivation Starting from Full Talent

One day, Junior Sister Han Bing came to visit.

Now Han Bing had grown into a slender and elegant young girl, dressed in an Inner Sect plain, white Flowing Cloud skirt, holding a sword, her pretty face delicately carved, just like a fairy stepping out of a painting.

It was said that many senior brothers from the Inner Sect had developed affection for her, though it was uncertain whether this was true or not.

"Senior Brother Ning!"

Han Bing sat down in the airy, dual-sided living room and laughed, "This time I've taken a break from my duties to taste your cooking skills, Senior Brother. I want the braised Spirit Fish and steamed Green Bamboo Spirit Rice, please inconvenience yourself, Senior Brother!"

"Why have you also ordered dishes?"

Ning Daoran scratched his head, "Old Lu, go stir-fry two dishes for Junior Sister!"

Saying that, he headed to the backyard pond to catch fish.

"Little Blackie, bring me a three-pound Spirit Fish, a green one."

The water rippled, and under the coercion of a First-tier Early Stage Big Black Fish, a three-pound Spirit Fish willingly jumped ashore, its dead eyes filled with despair.

Beside them, Han Bing squatted by the pond, her chin propped in her hands, watching with interest.

It was just like when they were children, with her always watching her senior brother do all sorts of strange things.

Scaling and gutting, heating the oil in the wok, Ning Daoran's movements were fluid and practiced.

Big Stupid Deer had already started stir-frying with a big spoon, cooking simple, rustic dishes that were nevertheless extraordinarily tasty.

Ning Daoran, breaking from routine, then took out a pot of Spirit Wine stored in the basement cellar to share with his junior sister.

Shortly after, the two of them and a deer ate together.

A few mouthfuls of Spirit Wine and Han Bing's cheeks turned a rosy red.

She was happy eating with Senior Brother, completely at ease.

"Junior Sister."

Ning Daoran looked at her, "How is your cultivation on Purple Cloud Peak going? I heard you've managed to cultivate your Purple Cloud Sword Technique to the Fourth Layer, is that correct?"

"Yes, I've just advanced to the Fourth Layer."

Han Bing gave a shallow dimpled smile, "Starting tomorrow, I'll be entering seclusion to attempt breaking through to the Late Stage of Qi Refining. Senior Brother, you're still at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, you should also put in some effort. I'd like us to achieve longevity together."

"Haha, I'll try my best, I'll try my best..."

Ning Daoran, already at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, kept nodding.

After they had eaten their fill, Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer, hands on bellies, sported satisfied expressions, and exchanged glances, engaging in a stamina competition to see who would end up doing the dishes.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

Han Bing pursed her lips, smiling faintly, "I have a few words to speak with Senior Brother. Maybe... you could wash the dishes first?"

"Aw~~~"

Big Stupid Deer let out a soft cry, flicked a hoof, and carried a pile of dishes to the backyard.

"Senior Brother."

Han Bing gently tapped her Storage Bag, and instantly, a waft of green burst forth. She smiled slightly, "Last time, while out with other senior brothers and sisters on a sect mission, I accidentally came across a treasure, which happens to suit you."

It was a bamboo joint-like green bamboo scroll, its aura profound, with rich Spiritual Energy fluctuating.

"This is a Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll, a First-tier High-grade Magical Artifact, primarily for defense. After refining it, you can materialize a protective Jade Bamboo barrier."

"Junior Sister."

Ning Daoran frowned slightly, "You are also now in the Mid-stage of Qi Refining, and this Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll is also suitable for you, no need to give it to me.

I've also heard that under the seat of Master Ning Qing of Purple Cloud Peak, she only has three True Disciples and might not be able to give you many resources either, so it's better for you to keep it for yourself."

"Senior Brother!"

Han Bing's tone intensified slightly, "My sincere gesture should not be declined..."

Her beautiful eyes fixed on him, "Senior Brother should know that in Han Bing's heart, you've long been regarded as a true elder brother. I do not wish... do not wish to see Senior Brother stay stagnant in the Mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Any task that could help advance your cultivation, Han Bing is more than willing to undertake!"

Ning Daoran felt a bit flustered.

The words Junior Sister said today were hard for him to accept; after all, he had intended to pursue longevity with Old Lu alone, without any intentions of having a Daoist couple.

He cultivated the Evergreen Technique, and many years of dedicated cultivation would eventually raise it to unimaginable levels, ensuring a long life span.

Under such circumstances, if he truly found a Daoist couple, wouldn't he have to watch them exhaust their life span and die before his eyes?

Such foreseeable pain should be avoided early on.

"I understand."

He gently accepted the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll, saying, "Thank you, Junior Sister. When Senior Brother achieves something, I'll also gift you something nice!"

Han Bing couldn't help but chuckle, "I didn't give Senior Brother a gift expecting anything in return."

Ning Daoran didn't say much more, but before Han Bing left, he gave her a hundred catties of Green Bamboo Spirit Rice, telling her not to strain herself, to eat and come back for more if needed.

…

Twenty zhangs deep in a secret chamber.

Ning Daoran circulated the Evergreen Technique, refining the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll.

With Mana propelling it, the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll emitted a dazzling green glow, then astonishingly transformed into streams of green, resembling a Spirit Gang Shield Armor enveloping his body, providing an additional layer of protection!

What a great item!

Han Bing's gift of the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll was indeed insightful.

Due to Ning Daoran's cultivation of the Wood Attribute Evergreen Technique, the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll was particularly compatible with him. After infusing the scroll with the power of the Evergreen Technique, its defense capability could be increased by at least thirty percent, almost reaching the level of a top-grade magical tool!

Besides the Silver Scale Inner Armor, now he had another protective artifact, the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll. At this point, his defensive capability among the Qi Refinement Stage Practitioners must be counted among the few.

He held the Jade Bamboo Spirit Scroll contentedly, full of ambition.

From today onwards, his safety index in the Cultivation World had significantly increased!

...

Several days later.

The Big Stupid Deer's Blood Food was eaten up, having consumed the White Tai Sui Meat too quickly.

Ning Daoran went down the mountain again, heading to the black market behind Yellow Dragon Square.

As usual, he wore the robes of a Chaotic Sect Outer Disciple as a layer of protection, and since many people knew about Big Stupid Deer's cultivation of the Spiritual Beast Secret, there was no need to conceal this matter.

Black market, butcher shop.

"Have you come again, young friend?"

Fatty Wang moved his huge body like a mountain of meat and squinted, smiling, "Are you still buying... white meat?"

"Yes."

Ning Daoran nodded, slapped his Storage Bag, and took out a hundred spirit stones, saying, "Boss, give me two hundred pounds of white meat, buying a bit more this time to avoid running back and forth..."

"Tsk tsk,"

Fatty Wang smiled meaningfully: "It seems you really value that Spiritual Deer, otherwise you wouldn't spend such a huge sum to enhance its cultivation. Could it be, young friend, you really want to tame it into a Second-order Spiritual Beast?

The method of taming high-level spiritual beasts was lost in Qingzhou when the Beast Taming Sect was destroyed."

Ning Daoran smiled lightly: "I met Old Lu before I even began to introduce energy into my body in the rural wilderness, so... Old Lu is like family to me, and it's worth the cost spent on him."

Fatty Wang said no more, cut two hundred pounds of White Tai Sui Meat, and placed the heavy Blood Food on the butcher block.

Ning Daoran lightly slapped his Storage Bag and mana flew out, sweeping up the Tai Sui meat and sending it all into the Storage Bag.

"I'm leaving, boss."

He turned and left the butcher shop, returning to the Sect.

...

Inside the butcher shop.

A lean man with high cheekbones stood there, his body pulsing with the mana fluctuations of the Qi Refining Eighth Layer, his eyes dark and sinister as he watched the direction in which Ning Daoran disappeared.

"He is a Chaotic Sect Outer Disciple, and he can plant Second-tier Spirit Rice; you'd better not set your sights on him."

Fatty Wang scoffed: "Otherwise, you won't even know how you died, and in the end, you will drag me into this as well."

"Just a Qi Refining Fourth Level."

The lean man's eyes were filled with greed: "Being able to pull out a hundred spirit stones at once to buy demon meat means he must have at least a thousand spirit stones in his Storage Bag. He's seeking his own death, who can he blame?"

"Are you really going to make a move?"

Fatty Wang's eyes turned cold: "He's my regular customer, if something happens to him just after doing a deal here, Wind Stopping Tower will surely investigate me. Listen to your brother, don't target him."

"Mr. Wang."

The lean man suddenly released spiritual pressure within a range of several meters, immediately causing the Early Stage Qi Refining Fatty Wang to stagger back several steps, pale-faced.

"We usually call each other brothers, and I often help you out, but when such a fat sheep is right in front of us, you actually want to stop me, don't you realize this is a betrayal of brotherhood?"

His gaze was icy: "I've heard you have eight wives and over ten children at home; you wouldn't really risk it all just to protect this kid, would you?

Don't worry, I won't act near the Workshop Market, will definitely wait until he's far away, and I won't implicate you; I'll disappear for at least half a year after this deal, you can assume I was never here."

Fatty Wang, forehead sweaty: "Since you've made up your mind, then leave through the back door, don't implicate me. Also, don't say I didn't warn you, this kid has connections with Yellow's Foundation Establishment in Wind Stopping Tower. You better think it over!"

"Meddlesome!"

The lean man scoffed coldly and disappeared from the back door.

...

Green Bamboo Forest Sea, the stretch of bamboo forest between Chaotic Sect and Yellow Dragon Square.

On a Flying Artifact shaped like a bamboo leaf, Ning Daoran moved slowly forward.

He was not in a hurry to return to the Mountain Gate, seemingly waiting for someone.

While at the butcher shop, Ning Daoran's Divine Sense had already noticed a man hiding in the back room at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer.

The moment he took out a hundred spirit stones, that presence's fluctuations were significantly intense. Clearly, he was moved.

The Cultivation World was dangerous; Ning Daoran moved as if on thin ice. This only applied as long as he did not actively provoke trouble, but if trouble had already set its sights on him, he would not shrink away but would resolve it swiftly and decisively!

"Swipe!"

From afar, a Flying Artifact tore through the sky.

The man really came.

The lean man, face covered, looked down disdainfully: "Leave your Storage Bag, and you may avoid death."

"Is that so?"

Ning Daoran's lips curved up: "I'm afraid even if I hand over my Storage Bag, you would still kill me viciously. You said that just to make me let my guard down, correct?"

"Very clever."

The lean man scoffed: "But those who are too clever often die young, which is called being harmed by one's cunning!"

No sooner had the words fallen than he spun, unsheathing a Soft Sword from his waist, the blade enveloped in mana, sweeping instantly toward Ning Daoran's waist in a fluid motion, obviously not his first time making such a kill.