Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 618 - 616 I Hate You

"Brother Du’e, cover me once more!"

Ning Daoran immediately sent a voice transmission.

"Got it!"

True Monarch Du’e let out a sharp whistle, bit through his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of lifebound essence blood. The essence blood instantly fell onto the umbrella-branched flying swords with a "puff, puff, puff," and those swords didn’t pause for a moment in the air. They surged upwards and ultimately crackled as they all struck the fractured spot on the Black Dragon’s skull!

"You ants dare dream!"

The Black Dragon let out a resonating dragon roar and gathered a large amount of lifebound laws at the damaged point to resist True Monarch Du’e’s deadly attack on its vital area.

Truth be told, at this moment, the Black Dragon was exceptionally furious. Normally, True Monarch Du’e, a Nascent Soul Middle Stage Human Clan cultivator, wouldn’t even warrant its attention. On any other day, it would simply swallow him whole and turn him into dragon excrement. However, today was different – there was that green-robed boy whose magic was overwhelmingly powerful, not to mention several Spiritual Beasts that were equally problematic. These were the reasons it was on the brink of defeat.

Sparks flew in all directions as the umbrella-branched flying swords sharply descended, only to be repelled by the Dragon Blood laws that had just formed in the fractured area.

"Nothing special..."

The Black Dragon sneered coldly, thinking True Monarch Du’e wasn’t as formidable as expected. He seemed to already be nearing his end.

Yet, at that precise moment, an invisible wisp of Divine Soul power suddenly swept through!

"Not good, Divinity Transformation..."

The Black Dragon’s expression changed dramatically, but it was already too late. Intense burning pain radiated from its forehead, and in the next moment, its mind went completely blank.

It had been too focused on True Monarch Du’e’s offensive, utterly forgetting the true culprit. In its unguarded state, Ning Daoran’s Soul Suppressing Technique struck unexpectedly and succeeded!

"Die!"

In an instant, Ning Daoran forced out two drops of lifebound essence blood. With two soft "puff" sounds, the essence blood landed on the Fire God Sword and Blood-drinking Sword. The two flying swords spiraled forward, easily piercing the Black Dragon’s wounds and delving deep into its brain matter, grinding it into a pile of mush!

"Boom~~~"

With a thunderous crash, the Black Dragon collapsed, its brain destroyed, and its life force rapidly dissipated.

At the same time, a blood-red Nascent Soul floated out gracefully, standing atop the dragon’s head, staring directly at Ning Daoran without any sign of attempting to escape.

"Why don’t you flee?"

Hovering mid-air, Ning Daoran stood surrounded by the two Divine Swords, gazed at the Nascent Soul, and asked faintly.

"There’s no point anymore."

The Black Dragon’s Nascent Soul replied, "The Bull is already dead. The only reason for my existence was to kill the three of you to avenge it. Alas...even if I managed to flee, seize another body, and cultivate to Nascent Soul Late Stage, by then, it would be too late. Considering your cultivation progress, you wouldn’t wait idle for me. By the time I reached Nascent Soul Late Stage, you would likely have reached Divinity Transformation."

It chuckled bitterly, "Rather than live for hundreds or thousands of years with hatred, it’s better to perish here and die alongside the Bull."

"..."

Ning Daoran was somewhat moved. These two fierce beasts might have been overly dramatic, but the bond they shared was undeniably genuine.

"Very well, I’ll grant your wish."

Ning Daoran raised his hand, and the Fire God Sword swiftly flew to the Black Dragon’s Nascent Soul. As the blade rotated on its axis, he said, "Farewell, Dragon. May you and the Bull find each other again in the next lifetime and still be brothers."

"Thank you."

The Black Dragon’s Nascent Soul calmly floated forward. Accompanied by a sizzling sound, it was rapidly shredded by the spinning Fire God Sword, evaporating in the Flame Essence Qi until it completely vanished.

Amidst the swirling smoke, the Dragon’s final words echoed.

"The Bull and I...in the next life, we don’t necessarily have to be brothers. We could also..."

"Be sisters?" Ning Daoran chimed in.

"I hate you..."

The Dragon lacked the strength to say anything more as its essence dissipated entirely.

...

"Brother Du’e, Fellow Daoist Liu Yun, are you both alright?"

Bruised and battered, Ning Daoran circled the battlefield under the protection of the two flying swords, ensuring no further mishaps occurred.

"We’re fine."

True Monarch Liu Yun let out a bitter chuckle, "I only suffered light injuries, but Fellow Daoist Du’e is more heavily wounded, though his life isn’t at risk..."

"I..."

True Monarch Du’e sighed, chuckling wryly, "Fellow Daoist Liu Yun is right. Since going out to sea, it seems like I’ve been injured repeatedly. Never before have I experienced so many accidents during expeditions."

Ning Daoran remarked, "This time, we faced strong enemies. Two Nascent Soul Late Stage demon beasts, plus the Fire God’s remnant body—honestly, surviving to return home is already a great fortune."

"Indeed!"

True Monarch Du’e nodded deeply, "This was an unprecedented test for our cultivation. After experiencing this battle, we will undoubtedly benefit immensely in the future. Just surviving is the best outcome we could hope for."

"Agreed."

Ning Daoran’s gaze settled on the Black Dragon’s corpse, "As for the Black Dragon’s Demon Soul battle achievement..."

"Fellow Daoist Ning, you should take it."

True Monarch Liu Yun smiled lightly, "Both Fellow Daoist Du’e and I are well aware that the Black Dragon couldn’t have been defeated without you. The battle achievement rightfully belongs to you. If your conscience weighs heavy, perhaps you could allocate more treasures to us during the division later."

"Very well, it’s a deal."

Ning Daoran raised his hand, absorbing a wisp of the Black Dragon’s Demon Soul and embedding it into the Demon-slaying Token. The token instantly hummed, its surface glowing continuously.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist..."

True Monarch Liu Yun infused a strand of mana into the Demon-slaying Token and smiled, "Fellow Daoist is now ranked first on the Demon Slayer List!"

True Monarch Du’e quickly checked as well and confirmed it.

"Junior Brother Ning, impressive..." He laughed heartily, "Achieving the first place on the Demon Slayer List, if you endure another twenty years, you could gain the legendary Heavenly Path Inheritance. For someone at Nascent Soul Early Stage, this inheritance would be invaluable."

"Indeed, thank you both!"

Ning Daoran felt immense joy in his heart.

Then, glancing at the massive Black Dragon’s corpse, he said, "As usual, we’ll divide it up: the Dragon Skin, Dragon Fang, Dragon Claw, and Demon Core belong to me. The Dragon Scales and Dragon Blood go to True Monarch Liu Yun. As for the internal organs, flesh, and Dragon Bone, they should go to Brother Du’e. Does this division seem fair?"

"Fair indeed!"

True Monarch Liu Yun was elated, thrilled to receive so much. The Dragon Blood and Dragon Scales alone were an extraordinary fortune—materials from a Late Stage, Fourth-Tier dragon were unimaginable treasures!

True Monarch Du’e was equally overjoyed, although he had contributed to the battle, he was well aware of his actual contribution.

Meanwhile, Ning Daoran gained the most materials of all.

Especially the Dragon Skin, which served as the perfect material for crafting Fourth-Rank top-grade talismans. If he ever ran into Lin Man again, this would indeed be a fine offering.

Thus, the three hurriedly divided everything.

...

"Two Fellow Daoists."

Ning Daoran swept his Divine Sense toward the depths of the great hall, "There’s a hidden treasure below. Most likely, it contains the Black Dragon and Black Bull’s collection. Should we breach the prohibition and divide the loot?"

"Agreed!"

True Monarch Du’e laughed heartily, thrilled by the post-victory distribution.

True Monarch Liu Yun also chuckled, "I shall assist Fellow Daoist in breaking the prohibition."

"Excellent."

The two Fourth-Order Array Masters applied their skills, and in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, they unraveled the restriction. The mechanism clicked and whirred, revealing a section of floor tiles slowly opening up where the Black Dragon had lain. A staircase leading downward emerged.

The three Nascent Souls cautiously descended, and a massive treasure hoard came into view.

As both the Black Dragon and Black Bull were crude creatures, they hadn’t organized their collection. Instead, it was piled into two heaps—one consisting entirely of Mid-grade Spirit Stones and the other a chaotic mess of items including Spiritual Treasures, Ancient Treasures, Magical Treasures, and Spiritual Artifacts.

Ning Daoran scanned the Spirit Stones with his Divine Sense and calculated their total.

"Two Fellow Daoists, there are over sixty thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones here."

He paused in thought and said, "As I promised earlier, I will allot you both a larger share during the division. How about we split the Spirit Stones evenly—each of us gets twenty thousand?"

"Agreed!"

True Monarch Du’e was ecstatic—twenty thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones equated to two million Low Grade Spirit Stones. He even doubted his life’s worth matched such wealth. This expedition into the Taixu Immortal Realm had truly paid off!

True Monarch Liu Yun also nodded cheerfully, overjoyed within. Two million Spirit Stones were a fortune indeed. She could now purchase numerous trinkets she had longed for to decorate her Cave Mansion.

After distributing the Spirit Stones, Ning Daoran turned his attention to the disordered pile of treasures. He released a stream of mana, and soon the items "clattered" as they spun in the air, sorting themselves into categories—Spiritual Treasures, Magical Treasures, Spiritual Artifacts.

Among them, there was only one Spiritual Treasure—a jade flute exuding ancient charm.

There were also over twenty Ancient Treasures and Magical Treasures. These two beasts had truly accumulated impressive wealth!

"I’ve already taken the battle achievements of the Black Bull and Black Dragon, as well as the Fierce Sun Divine Tree Seed and Fire God Sword from the Fire God’s remnant body. It would be inappropriate to take more..."

Ning Daoran squinted and smiled, "Why don’t the two of you split this pile of treasures?"

"What?"

True Monarch Du’e was surprised, "Junior Brother Ning, are you serious?"

"Yes."

Ning Daoran replied, "To be honest, very few of these treasures appeal to me. You both shouldn’t feel the need to hold back."

"In that case..."

True Monarch Liu Yun nodded with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Du’e, should we accept Fellow Daoist Ning’s kind gesture?"

"Of course!"

True Monarch Du’e said gravely, "Since Junior Brother Ning is a close friend, we shouldn’t act overly reserved! Fellow Daoist Liu Yun, I’ll let you pick first—we’ll alternate until everything is divided."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

True Monarch Liu Yun immediately chose the Spiritual Treasure-grade jade flute, the most valuable in the pile. Even the most inexperienced would select it first.

True Monarch Du’e didn’t mind and quickly selected an Ancient Treasure-grade bracelet.

Thus, the two swiftly divided the treasure pile, both gaining significant rewards.

Ning Daoran wasn’t concerned about these treasures; he valued his camaraderie with True Monarch Liu Yun and True Monarch Du’e more. Having such friends in the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World was immensely important.

...

"Buzz~~~"

Suddenly, a faint glow emerged from the depths of the treasure hoard.

"Hmm?"

True Monarch Liu Yun immediately unleashed a strand of fire-red mana, illuminating the dark corner. There, they saw a nearly decayed rack carrying a single treasure—a thick scroll known as the Bright Jade Scroll. Divine power enveloped the scroll, with strands of Array laws faintly rippling around it.

"Could it be..."

True Monarch Liu Yun’s eyes widened, "The legendary...Fourth-Order High-Grade Taixu Return Array inheritance?"

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