Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 662 - 660: Battle Against Divine Fire Tower Again

"Ning Keqing..."

Finally, a female cultivator from the Long-named disciples stepped forward and bowed to Ning Daoran.

Ning Daoran clasped his fists in return, his gesture no different from the usual etiquette between cultivators.

Instantly, disciples who had doubted Ning Daoran’s character began to question their own judgment.

"Ning Keqing."

A brash Golden Core mid-stage disciple from the Long-named clan clasped his fists and laughed, "Is this a trip to the Divine Fire Tower?"

"Correct."

Ning Daoran smiled, "Having been in seclusion for years, I wish to challenge the Divine Fire Tower once more to see if I can ascend to higher levels."

Thus, the news that Ning Daoran would once again challenge the Divine Fire Tower spread rapidly.

By the time he himself had yet to arrive at the tower, numerous Inner Sect disciples had already gathered there, eager to witness whether this legendary figure could create another miracle.

...

The Inner Sect, Divine Fire Tower.

Ning Daoran stood at the base of the tower, furrowing his brows as he clasped his fists and said, "Great Elder, I wish to challenge the Divine Fire Tower once more. May I enter now?"

"You may."

From the railings on the third layer, the Great Elder leaned forward with a smile, "Once Ning Keqing steps into the Divine Fire Tower, you will be directly transported to the seventy-second floor to continue your climb and challenge."

"In that case, many thanks."

Ning Daoran retrieved his identity jade token and prepared to enter the tower.

But at that moment, a figure descended onto a nearby mountain peak—it was Long Jiyu.

His arms crossed, his expression icy.

From another direction, another figure arrived in a streak of tunneling light and stood suspended in the air—it was Zhang Naiqian.

At this moment, Zhang Naiqian wore a golden cloud-patterned cape, distinct from ordinary True Disciples. His entire aura had grown significantly stronger compared to several years ago, implying a further improvement in his cultivation.

"Still want to continue challenging?"

Zhang Naiqian sneered, "If you’re stuck where you are and fail to advance, wouldn’t that be rather embarrassing?"

"Oh?"

Ning Daoran turned to look at him and said calmly, "Do I need a defeated opponent like you to worry about that?"

"You—!"

Zhang Naiqian was momentarily speechless with rage.

A group of Inner Sect disciples stood staring, stunned. Zhang Naiqian was usually overbearing, and now many disciples were secretly thrilled to see him challenged, especially by someone who had defeated him years ago and even broken one of his arms.

Thus, those disciples who had suffered at the hands of Zhang Naiqian or other Zhang Family disciples now felt that Ning Keqing was practically a divine figure descended from the heavens.

Inside the Divine Fire Tower, the seventy-third floor’s artifact spirit space was brightly lit.

Faintly, the sound of battle could even be heard.

Not long after, the lights dimmed, and the seventy-fourth floor lit up.

"What?!"

Long Jiyu was astonished, "He... He actually passed the seventy-third floor? That was... that was the floor guarded by Long Jinshan, the Ancestor Uncle!"

Another disciple furrowed his brows, "Long Jinshan Ancestor Uncle is reputed as the strongest Body Refinement disciple of the Divine Fire Sect, his cultivation already at middle-stage Chaos Realm. How did Ning Keqing defeat Ancestor Uncle Long Jinshan?"

The crowd was struck with disbelief.

"Passing is passing."

Yet Zhang Naiqian, arms still crossed, maintained a cold and indifferent gaze.

At this moment, his emotions were extremely conflicted. Each floor Ning Daoran ascended was a bitter pill for him, but from another perspective, he hoped Ning Daoran would climb higher. After all, the one who had defeated him years ago, if stopped at mere seventy-something floors, would it not make a mockery of him?

Zhang Naiqian held the first rank in Divine Fire Tower, having reached the eighty-third floor, after all!

...

Time ticked by.

Seventy-fourth floor, seventy-fifth floor, seventy-sixth floor...

The lights of each floor brightened one by one, and Ning Daoran steadily ascended, breaking through the eightieth floor and arriving at the eighty-first floor.

"This is horrifying..."

A beautiful female disciple gasped in shock, "He... He’s already climbed to the second rank of Divine Fire Tower, second only to Zhang Naiqian. Who exactly is this person? How can someone at mere Nascent Soul Early Stage be so terrifyingly powerful?"

"How can this be happening, how can this be happening..."

Long Jiyu stood atop the mountain peak, his face extremely gloomy.

As the foremost among young Long-named disciples and a star within his own clan, despite ranking sixth among True Disciples, he could find no excuse; this generation of Zhang Family disciples was undeniably too strong.

But who was Ning Daoran? What was his place?

It was already frustrating that he had surpassed Long Jiyu. Now, Ning Daoran had even ascended to the eighty-first floor, surpassing Zhang Puyu, the True Disciple ranked second and regarded as a peerless prodigy. Who exactly was this Ning Keqing?

Moreover, he was merely at Nascent Soul Early Stage!

With Nascent Soul Divine Sense scanning him, even his Spirit Root was quite ordinary, a mere Fourth Grade Wood Fire Spirit Root—a so-called Earth Spirit Root, worlds apart from a Heavenly Spiritual Root. Since when did cultivators with Earth Spirit Roots become this monstrous? Was there still justice?

"She..."

Another delicate and charming female disciple trembled slightly, her rosy lips quivering as she whispered, "Will he surpass Zhang Naiqian, claiming first place in Divine Fire Tower? If that happens... His foundations will be utterly terrifying..."

"Worry not, Junior Sister."

Beside her, a burly man spoke, "Though his foundations are deep, it’s absolutely impossible for him to pass the next three levels. The eighty-first, eighty-second, and eighty-third floors are guarded by the Divine Fire Three Titans—three Ancestor Uncles whose cultivations were Nascent Soul Late Stage when alive. Ning Keqing, at mere Nascent Soul Early Stage, stands no chance."

"Let’s hope so..."

...

The crowd looked up at him, each furrowing their brows without a word.

Even figures like Huang Xianyu and Chen Ningfeng had appeared amidst the gathering shadows.

Unbeknownst to them, two others stood hidden in the void—Long Xian’er and Zhang Qinghe.

The news of Ning Daoran reaching the eighty-first floor of the Divine Fire Tower was too stunning, prompting their arrival at the scene.

"Xian’er, is Ning Keqing truly so powerful?" Zhang Qinghe furrowed his brows.

"Indeed."

Long Xian’er replied, "Ning Keqing’s mastery is exceptional. It’s said his cultivation techniques have reached the realm of Return to Nature, and he practices dual cultivation of magic and body. He possesses Nascent Soul Early Stage and Primordial Chaos Early Stage cultivation, with profound nascent soul phenomena. Our informants sent to the Eastern Wilderness reported that when he formed his Nascent Soul, he condensed both a Chaos Nascent Soul and a Dragon Demon Martial Infant. Such a prodigy... If he can be used by our Divine Fire Sect, it would be our sect’s great fortune."

"This man hides too deeply, his heart must be full of calculations. It won’t be easy to make him wholeheartedly serve our sect."

With a cold gaze, Zhang Qinghe said, "My greatest worry is that he will exploit the opportunities within the Divine Fire Sect, then venture to the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, only to leave us with nothing. If that happens, where would our sect’s dignity lie?"

"Why speak so, Husband?"

Long Xian’er asked in surprise, "Even if Ning Keqing doesn’t stay or serve us, he is still our sect’s Guest Elder. Should we treat him with respect, the bond of gratitude would remain. In the future, should our sect face troubles, I believe Ning Keqing would assist us if it’s within his ability." freēnovelkiss.com

"You’re simply too kind-hearted."

"Husband, when you wed me, wasn’t it because of my pure and simple nature..."

"Ah, forget it. Xian’er, focus on your cultivation. As your husband, I will shelter you from the storms of the outside world and ensure neither you nor our sect suffers."

...

Shortly after, the glow of the eighty-first floor dimmed, and the eighty-second floor lighted up.

"What?!"

Long Jiyu gasped, his eyes nearly popping out.

From afar, Zhang Puyu, a cold and sinister man, also narrowed his eyes tightly, entirely unprepared for Ning Keqing to defeat even a Nascent Soul Late Stage artifact spirit. Just how strong was Ning Keqing?

"Senior Brother, could this person rely on magical treasures to be so invincible?" Zhang Puyu asked.

"Yes."

Zhang Naiqian nodded, "Not only does he wield numerous spiritual treasures, his cultivation techniques have reached an exceptional level, making him difficult to deal with. However... the true reason I lost years ago was my lack of understanding about his capabilities. If we were to fight again, the outcome would be entirely different."

"Understood!"

Transmitting his voice, Zhang Puyu said, "Senior Brother, this man is an outsider. If he ascends to first place in the Divine Fire Tower, it would harm our interests greatly. He must be dealt with!"

"There’s no need for us to speak further; someone else will handle that."

Zhang Naiqian’s eyes squinted as he smiled, transmitting his voice, "Rest assured, from this day forward, the Divine Fire Sect will be entirely under the Zhang Family’s control!"

...

Ning Daoran continued his steady progress through the tower.

Each floor took roughly the time it takes for a cup of tea.

The light on the eighty-second floor dimmed as the eighty-third floor lit up.

"..."

Zhang Naiqian’s expression grew increasingly sour.

If Ning Daoran defeated the eighty-third floor, he would claim the first rank in the Divine Fire Tower, surpassing all True Disciples!

Of course, the Sect Master, Guest Elder, and other high-ranking members wouldn’t challenge the tower. Traditionally, only disciples attempt the tower, as those in lofty positions have removed their rankings from the tower.

Firstly, competing with juniors is unseemly. Secondly, being surpassed by juniors could be embarrassing.

"The eighty-third floor..."

Floating in the void, Long Xian’er lightly furrowed her brows, "Will he, like Zhang Naiqian, be stopped at the eighty-third floor?"

"Based on his mere Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation, if he defeats the formidable Ancestor Uncle guarding the eighty-third floor, it would be utterly unreasonable."

"Indeed."

"Hmm."

After one cup of tea’s time.

The eighty-third floor light dimmed, replaced by the glow of the eighty-fourth floor.

"What?!"

The crowd erupted in shock—Divine Fire Tower’s first rank had changed hands!

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