Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 292 - 290 Nie Shentong
Chapter 292: Chapter 290 Nie Shentong
Chapter 292 -290 Nie Shentong
The elder was none other than the Supreme Elder of Dragon Martial Mountain, Nie Shentong, who was at the late stage of Embracing Elixir cultivation.
The previous Sect Leader, Nie Qiuzhen, was Nie Shentong’s sworn brother with whom he had grown up. They were always equally matched in cultivation, and their brotherly bond was profound. However, Nie Qiuzhen met his heroic end when he fell into an ambush set by several Golden Core bandit cultivators during an expedition, leaving the heavy burden of Dragon Martial Mountain entirely on Nie Shentong’s shoulders.
But Nie Shentong was a man of leisure who had no interest in succeeding as the Sect Leader. He eventually passed the position to Nie Qiuzhen’s disciple, Nie Qinghe, and enjoyed the leisurely life of a Supreme Elder who disengaged from worldly affairs.
During the day, when that Golden Core Independent Practitioner Jianjia had arrived, Nie Shentong was already watching from the shadows. Having heard some rumors about Independent Practitioner Jianjia’s ruthless methods and unscrupulous ways, he guessed that the man would return. He didn’t expect, however, that the latter would dare to infiltrate the ancestral tomb in the back mountain of the sect in the dead of night, forcibly summoning the spirits of the ancestors!
When the image of his brother Nie Qiuzhen appeared again, Nie Shentong was almost livid enough to grind his back teeth to dust!
Independent Practitioner Jianjia was so detestable – he must not be spared today!
“Stop!”
Just as Ning Daoran was about to extract the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture through a Soul Search, a tremendous tide of blood energy exploded from the nearby woods. Following that, an elder in a short robe, brimming with vital energy, emerged from the woods, wrapped in a sweeping Fist Intent.
“Humph…”
Ning Daoran, with his exceptional cultivation, had long noticed someone hiding in the woods. Not wanting to acknowledge it, he cracked a slight smile, “Are you the Supreme Elder of Dragon Martial Mountain, Nie Shentong?”
“What an impressive method, Fellow Daoist Jianjia!”
Nie Shentong stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his dense Fist Intent forming a Vigorous Wall around him and stirring up the fallen leaves. With large strides, he approached with a cold gaze, “However, disturbing the peaceful rest of my Dragon Martial Mountain’s ancestors, don’t you think you’ve gone too far, fellow Daoist?”
Ning Daoran showed a look of regret, “I had no choice, as I have long admired your sect’s Dragon Demon Heart Scripture. Despite my earnest requests, I faced nothing but rejection. Sect Leader Nie Qinghe flat-out refused to disclose the Dragon Demon Heart mental method. Left with no alternatives, I had no choice but to retrieve it myself. Please forgive my impudence.”
“Nice words!”
Nie Shentong squinted his eyes, sneering, “In the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World, be it Immortal Sects or martial factions like ours, all Inheritance Techniques are traditionally not disclosed externally. However, exceptions are not entirely impossible. To exchange our fundamental Absolute Skills for the friendship of an Ascended Immortal, seeking the sect’s protection – such things are not uncommon.”
His eyes hardened, “But does Fellow Daoist Jianjia consider himself worthy? Even if Dragon Martial Mountain were to bestow the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture upon you, what could you do for Dragon Martial Mountain in return? Ensure a hundred years of our legacy?”
“It’s not impossible,” responded Ning Daoran with an indifferent smile.
“How presumptuous!”
Nie Shentong suddenly clenched his fist, his aura swelling abruptly. Behind him, a surge of deep red blood energy rose, condensing into the shape of a blood-colored True Dragon. Its presence soared, such that even Ning Daoran felt his blood energy almost immobilized and could hardly circulate fluidly.
The late-stage Dragon Demon Heart Scripture is truly exceptional!
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“If you want the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, defeat me first!”
Nie Shentong roared and threw a punch. The moment his fist was thrust out, deafening Dragon Roars continuously resonated, causing leaves throughout the Steles Forest to dance like dragons, surging and swooping to his exhales and inhales.
“Since that’s the case, my apologies!”
Ning Daoran smiled calmly. In terms of Fight Technique, he did not mind at all.
A mere late-stage Baodan after all, even though Nie Shentong had cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture to an extremely high level, he was nonetheless aged. With blood energy rapidly deteriorating, no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t be stronger than the former master of Immortal White Dragon City, Long Zhuojun.
Ning Daoran waved his sleeve, and the twenty-first layer of Eternal Green Technique surged forth, transforming into a massive emerald vine-like arm, which fiercely collided with Nie Shentong’s punch.
“Peng~~~”
In the resounding boom, the power of the Evergreen Technique shattered, and Nie Shentong’s fist power was immediately neutralized. He staggered back three steps, his face revealing a mix of shock and rage. Such thick and mysterious Wood Attribute Magic Power – was this possible for someone at the Golden Core Mid-stage?
Hadn’t he, Nie Shentong, killed a Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator with three punches before? He had even fought several Golden Core Late-stage cultivators and had never been at a disadvantage. Yet today, he was bested by this young man?
At that thought, Nie Shentong stamped his foot heavily, his vigorous Fist Mastery raging about, instantly regathering the Dragon Demon Realm once more. His body’s joints crackled loudly, and his aura seemed to transform into an ancient Great Evil in an instant.
“Rise!”
Ning Daoran didn’t waste words, and with a slap on his Storage Bag, a “swoosh swoosh swoosh” sent Array Flags and Array Plates flying out. In the blink of an eye, tender golden bamboos sprouted all around, soaring into the sky, immediately slamming down a Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation!
This Sword Array had just been recently perfected, exuding Essence Qi at its most potent stage!
Standing upon the Sword Array, Ning Daoran ascended gracefully, with countless Jianjia Sword Intents materializing below him. This time, without resorting to the Liangyi Sword Technique, the Jianjia Sword Technique combined with the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation was more than sufficient against a Martial Artist of Nie Shentong’s caliber.
“Fellow Daoist is truly impressive with your methods. Since you are so confident, then taste this punch from me!”
Nie Shentong leaped into the air, his body covered in a formidable Fist Mastery, and his pounding punch seemed poised to break through the dome of the sky enveloped by the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Array.
Ning Daoran did not summon his Flying Sword; with a simple gesture of his hand, he directed hundreds of Jianjia Sword Energies to strike. Instantly, Jianjia Sword Energy, accompanied by countless bamboo leaves serving as sword energy, unleashed a Sword Dao downpour, a “pitter-patter” raining down upon Nie Shentong’s body.
“You…”
Nie Shentong’s half-delivered punch was met with a barrage of dense sword energies, his Dragon Demon Heart Scripture Fist Mastery becoming increasingly dispersed and even starting to break.
“Fine then!”
He plummeted down, stamping fiercely on the ground to catch his breath, and soared into the air once again!
“Go!”
Ning Daoran had already drawn the Qiushui Sword, and as the blade lifted and fell, a giant sword light at least dozens of yards in length descended from the skies, wrapped up in a torrential rain of bamboo leaf sword energies, pouring down once more upon the body of Nie Shentong.
“Pu pu pu~~”
The sound of the storm was intense and loud, gradually drowning out the Dragon Roar from the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture. The massive sword light fell straight down and shattered upon contact with the robust fist mastery of the opposition, but the dense bamboo leaf sword energies, like rain, all struck down, leaving numerous wounds on Nie Shentong’s body.
Even as a Late-stage Baodan Martial Artist, Nie Shentong could not withstand the Jianjia Sword Technique amplified by the sword array at the Returning to Nature Level!
“Again!”
Nie Shentong’s killing intent surged, his blood qi boiling. Taking another breath, the Dragon Demon realm of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture vibrated, and around him was as if a blood-colored True Dragon roared incessantly, as the sky high fist intent rose once more!
Ning Daoran’s gaze was icy cold.
The moment he swung the Qiushui Sword again, his mind moved, and immediately from his glabella flew out a Golden Silk Sword. The tiny flying sword, like a goldfish darting through water, mixed in with the tender golden bamboo leaves, struck down fiercely again at the Late-stage Baodan Martial Artist who refused to fall behind.
“Peng Peng Peng~~~”
Among the dense sounds, Nie Shentong threw a punch that covered several yards, rising into the sky, but it was suppressed by a sword in mid-flight, followed by countless sword energy raindrops crashing down, once again shattering Nie Shentong’s Protective Fist Mastery and leaving wounds of varying depths.
But this time, it wasn’t entirely the Jianjia Sword Technique.
“Whoosh!”
A streak of golden light suddenly burst from the multitude of bamboo leaves, reaching in an instant the spot in front of Nie Shentong’s forehead. The sword vibrated with a “humming” resonance, rapidly spinning in place. Wherever the sword tip pointed, Nie Shentong’s Protective Fist Mastery was directly penetrated, and the skin at his forehead silently split open.
“You…”
This Late-stage Baodan old Martial Artist was stunned, an inexplicable terror enveloping his heart!
He deeply realized, in that moment, he had already died once. If not for the opponent showing mercy, he probably would have died under that sword; that short tender gold flying sword was truly no simple matter!
“Stop!”
Nie Shentong’s gaze turned frosty, and suddenly he “thump thump thump” took half a step backwards, distancing himself from the aura of the Golden Silk Sword.
Ning Daoran waved his hand, retracting the Golden Silk Sword back into his body.
“Fellow Daoist Jianjia is truly extraordinary.”
Nie Shentong frowned and cupped his fist: “In a Fight Technique, this old man is willing to admit defeat. That golden small sword is indeed formidable. If not for Fellow Daoist holding back, this old man might have faced an inauspicious end in his later years!”
“Appreciate it.”
Ning Daoran cupped his fist and smiled: “Fellow Daoist Nie, can you now provide a complete copy of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture for me? I can offer enough treasures in exchange for it and guarantee not to propagate the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture.”
“Fellow Daoist’s request, I am unable to comply with.”
Nie Shentong raised his eyebrows slightly and said: “The ancestors of Dragon Martial Mountain have long established the rule that the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture must not be passed on unless the other party possesses an extraordinary martial arts talent.”
He frowned: “At present, I have only seen the extraordinary cultivation talent of Fellow Daoist Jianjia, but I have yet to see Fellow Daoist’s martial arts talent. Unless Fellow Daoist defeats me with the strength of a Martial Artist, in such case, this old man would be willing to admid defeat and consider presenting the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture with both hands!”
Ning Daoran was already cursing inwardly.
Look at you, old fox, sounding so nice, but actually you just want to take advantage of me, right?
After all, Ning Daoran is a Cultivator. He excels in the Evergreen Technique, Jianjia Sword Technique, arrays, and magical treasures, but when it comes to martial arts… he’s only supported by the Returning to the True Body Tempering Technique. How could he possibly be an opponent to Nie Shentong?
“Don’t you think you’re being a bit coercive?” Ning Daoran said with a light smile.
Although Nie Shentong was covered in blood, he still had an impressive air, arms crossed, saying: “It was you who requested the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture. Since you also used the word ‘ask’, naturally there should be an attitude of asking. Am I wrong?”
“Fine.”
Ning Daoran had an idea: “I will descend the mountain now, go to Ji City to learn a few punches and kicks, and then come back another day to meet with Fellow Daoist again.”
“I shall not see you out!”
Watching Ning Daoran’s retreating figure, Nie Shentong’s mouth corner lifted slightly in a small smile. A Cultivator beginning to practice blood qi and boxing, even with extraordinary talents, would find it difficult to surpass himself in martial arts power, not even in a hundred years.
Nie Shentong’s lifespan was not much, and things a hundred years later would be the concern of his descendants, and would no longer relate to him.
At this moment, Nie Shentong suddenly felt a sense of relief in his body and turned around to return to his small house to drink.
…
Half an hour later.
The Steles Forest was quiet, but beneath the ground, a figure silently used Earth Escape to arrive!
Soul Search must obtain the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, even if it’s incomplete, to start practicing it first!
