Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 656 - 654 Huang Salty-Fish

"I am a highly respected elder."

The old man glanced at Ning Daoran and said, "Willing to spar with a junior like you, this is indeed an opportunity. Youngster, you should gladly accept it to avoid missing your chance~~~"

"How should I address you, Senior?" Ning Daoran asked.

"I have been in seclusion for many years, but there are a few acquaintances in the mountains who call me Old Dragon Head."

"Old Dragon Head..."

Ning Daoran frowned; he had never heard of this person.

However, he was certain that this Old Dragon Head must be in the Divinity Transformation Stage, as it was simply impossible for a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator to evade Ning Daoran’s Divine Soul detection.

"Are you going to fight or not, kid?"

Old Dragon Head impatiently asked, "Fight if you want, or scram. Just remember to bring some good wine and meat the next time you come to the back mountain."

"Wow, a senior freeloading with such confidence?"

Ning Daoran laughed, "I’ll fight, but Senior must suppress your cultivation to match my level."

"Naturally."

Old Dragon Head lazily smiled, "That’s best, to avoid it being said that an old man like me is bullying a Nascent Soul Early Stage kid."

"Fine!"

Ning Daoran instructed Big Stupid Deer to return to Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, then gracefully rose, stepping on the Dual Yin Sword Intent. Around him, wisps of Golden Silk Swordfish swam, and he smiled, "I won’t hold back, Senior."

"No need to restrain yourself!"

Old Dragon Head’s robe sleeves fluttered as a majestic Nascent Soul Stage aura surged forth.

"Friend, do you have an array to conceal this area a bit?"

"No need for an array."

Ning Daoran directly cast several spells, instantly enveloping the area within, sealing all the sound and energy. Even if the place were to split open, the outside world wouldn’t sense a thing.

"Begin!"

Old Dragon Head raised his finger, drawing forth surging flames, transforming the surroundings into an inferno in no time.

Indeed, it was the Divine Fire Technique, the Mountain Suppressing Skill of the Divine Fire Sect.

Ning Daoran furrowed his brows; the identity of this Old Dragon Head was becoming apparent. Although the other party disguised himself in every way, unwilling to reveal his true identity, to have cultivated the Divine Fire Technique to such a level and being in the Divinity Transformation Stage...

He could only be the former Sect Master of the Divine Fire Sect and the grandfather of the current Sect Master Long Xian’er, the legendary Divine Fire Star Lord!

Now, this Divine Fire Star Lord had transformed into Old Dragon Head, hiding in the back mountain to while away the days...

Presumably waiting for the opportunity to ascend!

"I won’t hold back, Senior!"

Ning Daoran ascended into the air, wielding threads of sword light as they danced forth.

"Don’t hold back, kid!"

Old Dragon Head’s voice thundered as his palms waved, unleashing waves of imposing flames like a tidal surge!

This Divine Fire Technique was purely an offensive measure, truly formidable. Supported by one of Old Dragon Head’s fire-attributed spiritual treasures, its power far surpassed that of a typical Nascent Soul Early Stage!

Unfortunately, his opponent was Ning Daoran.

Initially, Ning Daoran defended with the Liangyi Sword Technique and the Golden Silk Sword, maintaining an advantage for thirty moves. But past thirty moves, he began to fall behind, so he called upon the Water Vine to assist.

After fifty moves, even with the Water Vine, he was still disadvantaged, so he added the Thunder Vine, Dragon Vine, and Golden Vine.

He managed to endure up to one hundred moves, and then he simply included the Eternal Immortal Vine, Fire Vine, and Earth Vine as well, managing to exert pressure on Old Dragon Head again.

"This kid..."

Old Dragon Head’s brows knitted tightly.

Having lived for so many years, he had never encountered such a troublesome Nascent Soul Early Stage. Now that he had employed Divine Fire Technique to its pinnacle and had used three low-grade spiritual treasures, he still couldn’t gain the upper hand. How could there be such a monstrous Nascent Soul Stage cultivator in the world?

The next moment, the old master threw away all dignity.

He stealthily raised his combat power to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage...

"Hmm?"

Ning Daoran frowned, clearly noticing the change in the other.

But it didn’t matter much, as Old Dragon Head said, fighting a Divinity Transformation Stage expert was indeed hugely beneficial, offering excellent practice, so he fought wholeheartedly, beginning to deploy the Blood-drinking Sword, Evil Dragon Fang, Thunder Sword, and Dragon Scale Treasure Armor, four low-grade spiritual treasures!

Furthermore, with a slap on his storage bag, a series of array flags and plates flew out, directly arranging a Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation around them!

With the array’s support, his Golden Silk Sword’s killing power magnified!

The sounds of fighting were incessant, and the surrounding forest quickly turned to nothingness!

Thus, after over two hundred moves...

Even though Old Dragon Head had raised his cultivation to Nascent Soul Middle Stage, he still couldn’t suppress Ning Daoran’s offensive, frequent dangers looming, almost being injured by the Golden Silk Sword multiple times; in desperation, Old Dragon Head was anxious!

He stealthily raised his combat power to the Nascent Soul Late Stage...

Ning Daoran didn’t bother pointing it out, continuing the battle.

Yet simply relying on the treasures at hand, he might find himself defeated in dozens of moves!

Hence, Ning Daoran began utilizing the Cold Dragon Stone Plate and Fire Cloud Shield, two mid-grade spiritual treasures, and even employed the Chaos Immortal Vine against Old Dragon Head’s overwhelming Divine Fire onslaught!

That way, the battle stretched to three hundred rounds...

As Old Dragon Head incrementally elevated his power, he finally regained a slight upper hand.

Ning Daoran furrowed his brows, hesitating no more, calling upon the Fire God Sword, Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror, and Earth Gold Cauldron, three top-grade spiritual treasures!

Especially when the Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror transformed into a beam of light, illuminating from above, directly enveloping Old Dragon Head’s body, greatly suppressing his mana and mobility, Ning Daoran’s adverse situation turned favorable, gradually achieving a slight advantageous position!

’This damned kid...’

Old Dragon Head started dripping sweat from his forehead, secretly grumbling: ’How does he possess so many treasures, doesn’t he cultivate, just always hunting for treasure?’

In a flash, the battle reached four hundred rounds...

As yet unable to defeat Ning Daoran, Old Dragon Head, having elevated his realm to the pinnacle of Nascent Soul Late Stage, knew that any further rise might just break through to Divinity Transformation.

Yet, despite all that, he found himself still at a disadvantage!

His composure was fracturing, how could this kid be so monstrous, contending as a Nascent Soul Early Stage against his Late Stage without yielding, just what manner of prodigy was this?

In a moment, anxiety drummed in Old Dragon Head’s heart, how did his granddaughter Long Xian’er pull this kid in to serve as the Divine Fire Sect’s guest elder? For such an extraordinary individual, what could he possibly be coveting? Long Xian’er’s physique perhaps?

Unlikely, Long Xian’er already had a Daoist couple.

Though Zhang Qinghe, that lad... Old Dragon Head had never quite taken a liking to him, outwardly refined, yet full of deceitful waters, but with Long Xian’er’s affection and persistence, as a grandfather, he could only accede.

"Kid, you truly have something there..."

Old Dragon Head, drenched in sweat, maneuvered two fire dragons lunging straight at Ning Daoran.

"Senior, you flatter me!"

Ning Daoran swung both arms, immediately employing the Nine Dragon Treasure Technique, with nine dragon shadows attacking from all sides.

Old Dragon Head was already on the back foot, and after those nine dragons joined in, his struggle intensified.

"Kid, you..."

Old Dragon Head roared, his Qi constantly rising!

"Stop!"

Ning Daoran felt a twinge of panic, he wasn’t ready to single-handedly challenge a Divinity Transformation, easily he’d meet a fateful end with a singular blow.

"Senior!"

Ning Daoran spread his fingers and said, "How about we call it a day? I’ve relied on youthful vigor to endure this long, otherwise, I’d have long perished under your supreme immortal techniques... Today, let’s consider it a draw, how about that?"

"Enough!"

Old Dragon Head swiftly retracted his moves, one hand behind his back, hovering midair, looking every part the distinguished senior, saying, "Old me isn’t in great shape today, let’s fight again some other time."

"That sounds wonderful!"

Ning Daoran agreed sincerely.

"Old me’s tired, I’m going to sleep, do as you will."

Old Dragon Head turned around, landed on a massive rock, coiled himself, and soon enough, his snoring was thunderous.

Ning Daoran was speechless.

He decided not to leave just yet, planning to explore the inner region of the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

...

"Swoosh!"

After casting two spells, he immediately initiated Earth Escape Skill, disappearing without a trace.

Inner region of the Sky Pool.

Ning Daoran released his Nascent Soul Divine Sense, but it was obstructed by an intangible prohibition, with only a small portion able to seep through, searching for information about the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

He continued tunneling, until he suddenly bumped headlong into a soft yet thick prohibition.

Though soft, the prohibition was thoroughly potent with mana.

Apparently, it served as the Divine Fire Sect’s final defense guarding the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

"Friend?"

Just then, a figure appeared on the surface, transmitting to Ning Daoran below: "This is the final layer of prohibition set by my Divine Fire Sect for the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, please refrain from further breaches, or else Huang Xianyu will be forced to issue a warning and have the Sect Master handle it."

"..."

Ning Daoran promptly emerged from the ground with a "swoosh," holding his hands in a salute, "I am Ning Daoran, a guest elder of the Divine Fire Sect, inadvertently intruding here and bumping into the prohibition, I seek your understanding, Friend!"

The other was a person clad in elder’s robes, at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, bearing a sincere and honest demeanor.

"I see..."

The other returned the salute with a smile, "I am Huang Xianyu, Third Elder of the Divine Fire Sect, tasked with guarding the Fierce Sun Sky Pool."

"Huang Salty-Fish?"

Ning Daoran was surprised, what a peculiar name to behold.

"Xianyu, implying yearning by the edge of the pool, not a salty-fish." Huang Xianyu explained patiently.

"Understood."

Ning Daoran observed him, finding that Huang Xianyu exuded a faint sense of decay, a weary aura pervading his being, quite in keeping with his name, evidently a salty-fish, seeming to have lain flat in acquiescence.

Huang Xianyu said, "I have heard of Guest Elder Ning’s exploits, charging from the first level to the seventy-second of the Divine Fire Tower in one breath, truly astonishing. However, Friend should not be too hasty; the Earth’s Core Flame in the Fierce Sun Sky Pool becomes vigorous once every eighteen years. Friend should maintain a stable ranking in the Divine Fire Tower now and return in eighteen years, it’s not too late then."

"I was indeed in a rush,"

Ning Daoran nodded with a smile, "I shall take my leave now, sorry for the disturbance, Fellow Daoist Huang!"

"No need for formality, Friend!"

...

Ning Daoran initiated a streak of tunneling light, departing, his heart already clear from this venture. His understanding of the Fierce Sun Sky Pool had significantly deepened, so it was not in vain. Moreover, coming to know the previous Sect Master, a Divinity Transformation Stage expert Old Dragon Head, laid a foundation for future cultivation in the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

Divine Fire Sect, outside of Six Peaks, guest residence cave mansion.

As Ning Daoran flew past a mountain peak, he sensed Little Bai’s fluctuating aura, she seemed injured. As his gaze swept over, he saw that Little Bai’s sleeve was stained crimson with blood, yet she still trembled while guarding the cave mansion entrance. The one who had injured her stood in front, with an air of arrogance.

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