Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 673 - 671: The Black and White Twin Dragons

"Brother Ran..."

Just as Ning Daoran was about to leave the Fierce Sun Sky Pool to settle a grudge from twenty years ago, a black-clothed youth suddenly emerged from the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven and said, "I have something I need to do..."

"Oh? What is it?" Ning Daoran looked at Little Blackie in surprised curiosity.

Little Blackie rubbed his hands together and, in an exaggerated display, said, "I want to condense a Nascent Soul—right now, immediately!"

"You can’t even wait a moment?"

"Nope, can’t wait."

Clearly, Little Blackie was competing with Ning Xiaogui. Despite being the elder brother in the family, Ning Xiaogui, that defiant brat, had condensed his Nascent Soul ten years earlier. How could this be tolerated?

"Fine then."

Ning Daoran chuckled lightly and indulgently tossed a Nascent Condensing Pill from his Storage Ring, "Go ahead and condense your Nascent Soul now. I, along with Old Lu, Little Bai, and Ning Xiaogui, will provide protection while you undergo the process!"

"Many thanks for the pill, Brother Ran!"

Little Blackie gleefully took the Nascent Condensing Pill and went off to condense a Nascent Soul.

As for the origin of these Nascent Condensing Pills...

It was simple. Ning Daoran had killed numerous Nascent Soul Cultivators along his journey, and many Storage Rings from those cultivators contained one or two Nascent Condensing Pills. Some kept them as investments for the future, others saved them for their descendants or disciples. In short, as long as enough Nascent Soul Cultivators were killed, an endless supply of Nascent Condensing Pills would naturally follow.

As for the Divinity Transformation Holy Medicine Ming Xing Immortal Soul Pill...

For Ning Daoran at the moment, the Ming Xing Immortal Soul Pill was an unattainable treasure. However, once he achieved Divinity Transformation and slaughtered Divinity Transformation cultivators as easily as killing chickens, he believed there would no longer be any shortage of Ming Xing Immortal Soul Pills!

Of course, all this was talk for the Earth Immortal Realm. In the Human World, even cultivators in the Divinity Transformation Stage were scarce—there weren’t that many available to hunt.

"Boom~~~"

A black Spirit Cloud burst into the sky!

This Spirit Cloud was full of ominous energy, and perfectly resonated with Little Blackie’s aura.

...

Outside the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

Long Xian’er, Zhang Qinghe, Huang Xianyu, and others were waiting in a pavilion. The trial in the Sky Pool was only a few months from concluding, and the disciples cultivating inside should be emerging soon.

At that moment, a black Spirit Cloud caused everyone to be shocked.

"Why is there another Spiritual Beast condensing a Nascent Soul?"

Zhang Qinghe furrowed his brows and said, "This time, it’s a water-attribute Spiritual Beast. Its aura is truly savage... but whose Spirit Beast is it, to have such good fortune? Could it belong to Zhang Puyu? Or Zhang He, or Zhang Qinyu?"

"We’re not sure."

Several Nascent Soul cultivators shook their heads. None seemed aware that Zhang Puyu or the others possessed a Spiritual Beast of this level.

Long Xian’er said nothing and remained calm.

She knew with certainty that it must be Ning Daoran’s Spirit Beast; only someone like Ning Daoran would have so many Spiritual Beasts accompanying him. Even the Nascent Soul Woman who served tea for him carried an aura of a White Dragon throughout her body.

Meanwhile, in the distant mountains, blood qi and lightning were swirling within the Spirit Cloud. From afar, the patch of cloud seemed to almost coalesce into the form of a black True Dragon.

’A Black Dragon?’

Long Xian’er was astonished. If this were true, Ning Daoran would have completed the pairing of a black-and-white double dragon beside him...

"Sect Master."

Huang Xianyu said, "Not long ago, there was a breakthrough of mana waves emanating from the Sky Pool. We suspected a disciple inside the pool successfully advanced from Nascent Soul Early Stage to Nascent Soul Middle Stage. The energy signature was remarkably strong."

"Oh?"

Long Xian’er furrowed her brows and said, "Who could it be?"

"It’s most likely Zhang Puyu."

Zhang Qinghe said, "Zhang Puyu is incredibly talented, second only to Zhang Naiqian. Furthermore, his dedication to cultivation is exemplary. If the Divine Fire Sect is looking for the next generation’s leader, he is undoubtedly the top candidate."

As he spoke, his gaze softened toward Long Xian’er. "Xian’er, when we grow older in the years to come, why don’t... I take you out of the Star Sea Divine Domain? We can travel the mountains, live as wandering cultivators, and leave behind the burdens of managing the Divine Fire Sect. Besides, Zhang Naiqian is a brilliant youth worthy of being the sect leader, and Zhang Puyu would be an excellent choice for Deputy Sect Master."

"I..."

Long Xian’er’s captivating eyes revealed some longing. For much of her life, her deepest desire was exactly as Zhang Qinghe had just described—to set aside her responsibilities and truly enjoy the bliss of being a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But as soon as she indulged in this thought, Ning Daoran’s icy voice echoed in her mind, instantly sobering her. She realized Zhang Qinghe’s idyllic vision had a precondition: both the Divine Fire Sect’s mastership and its deputy sect leadership must be handed over to disciples of the Zhang family. Was this not equivalent to surrendering the ancestral legacy of the sect?

Seeing the situation clearly, a resolute clarity emerged in Long Xian’er’s expression.

"Qinghe, this matter will have to wait. The future of the Divine Fire Sect is something I must still discuss with my grandfather before making any final decisions."

"..."

Zhang Qinghe appeared flustered, unsure of how to counter her words.

...

Half a year later.

Little Blackie completed his Nascent Soul condensation!

As the spirit fog dissipated in the Qilin Fire Cave, a dragon completely covered in dark, glimmering scales emerged—it was Little Blackie, now officially a water-attribute Spiritual Beast at Nascent Soul Early Stage!

At this point, he had truly transformed into a Black Dragon!

His form greatly resembled the Black Dragon Ning Daoran once encountered in the Taixu Secret Realm during his confrontation with the ox-headed being!

The reason behind this transformation was simple: Ning Daoran had taken the Black Dragon’s physical body, most of its blood and flesh had been consumed by Little Blackie, and its Dragon Ball had been refined by him ten years ago. This directly determined Little Blackie’s evolution!

By sheer serendipity, Little Blackie—merely a small pond fish at the outset—had managed to cultivate into an actual Black Dragon! It was a shining example of how crucial aligning with the right people could be!

"Impressive."

Ning Daoran nodded with a slight smile and said, "Little Blackie, your cultivation is remarkable—I’m pleased."

"It’s all thanks to your guidance, Brother Ran!"

Little Blackie promptly replied.

Little Bai rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. "Young Master, we’ve already delayed for three months because of Little Blackie’s Nascent Soul condensation. It’s about time we left."

"Indeed!"

With a single gesture, Ning Daoran ushered everyone back into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, then swapped his robes for a clean, cyan gown. He soared into the air, transforming into a streak of unparalleled light as he left the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

"Something’s amiss..."

Just as Ning Daoran was about to exit the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, he remarked, "There’s still something I haven’t dealt with."

Saying this, he drifted back into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, turning to speak to Long Jiyu: "Long Jiyu, I’m leaving the Fierce Sun Sky Pool soon. So... go say your goodbyes to those Zhang family disciples. It’s time for them to die."

"Understood!"

Long Jiyu lowered his head and gazed at the four Nascent Souls trapped in the Soul Refining Tower. Smiling coldly, he said, "Goodbye, you all. The journey ahead will be one-way—Long will not see you off."

"You!"

One of the Nascent Souls, Zhang Naiqian, glared wide-eyed, "Ning Keqing... spare me! No, spare just me—I, Zhang Naiqian, am willing to..."

"Shut up!"

Ning Daoran formed a spell to cut off Zhang Naiqian’s voice directly. "You might be willing, but I am not. Little Qing, time for dinner."

Without hesitation, Ning Daoran seized the Soul Refining Tower and released the four Nascent Souls trapped within.

Little Qing, who had waited over ten years for this moment, transformed swiftly into the intimidating form of the Green-clothed Lady, opening her bloodied maw and devouring all four Nascent Souls in rapid succession. Screams from Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, and the others filled the air as she chewed violently.

Long Jiyu seemed genuinely pleased, fully satisfied with the outcome.

"When you meet your parents, I expect you to tell them everything plainly," Ning Daoran said.

"Yes!"

...

Outside the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

Long Xian’er, Zhang Qinghe, Huang Xianyu, along with several Elders, Peak Masters, and a large number of Inner Sect disciples, were all gathered at the Sky Pool’s entrance, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Even Long Jiyu’s Golden Core parents were present, holding onto a slim hope for their son’s safe return from the pool.

Then suddenly...

"Crack~~ Crack~~~"

A series of shattering sounds echoed as the life plates of Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, and the others violently broke apart, some even exploding into fragments!

"What!?"

Zhang Qinghe was horrified, his face losing color. "Why... why is this happening? Naiqian, he..."

"This is bad news!"

The Zhang family Nascent Soul Elder tasked with watching over the life plates was equally shocked. "Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu—they’ve all perished..."

"What?!"

A collective gasp swept through the Inner Sect disciples.

Several female disciples had tears welling in their eyes. "How could this happen... How could this... Senior brother Zhang Naiqian was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator! Who could possibly kill him?"

"Outrageous!"

With eyes as cold as ice, Zhang Qinghe glared toward the Fierce Sun Sky Pool.

He was nearly certain that the first person to emerge from the Sky Pool would be the one responsible for killing Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, and the others!

"Ning Keqing..."

Huang Xianyu frowned deeply.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind arose as a figure burst from the Sky Pool at a speed difficult for anyone to fathom.

The figure was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, yet their tunneling light speed far exceeded the norm—even surpassing that of Nascent Soul Late Stage.

"Boom!"

The air exploded as a cyan-robed figure, pristine and radiant as jade, stepped forward into their midst. With one hand behind his back, Ning Daoran nodded in greeting: "Sect Master Long, I’ve returned."

"Congratulations to Guest Elder Ning on advancing to Nascent Soul Middle Stage!"

"It is I who must thank the Sect Master."

Outside, Ning Daoran offered due respect: "If not for the Sect Master appointing me as Peak Master of Divine Deer Peak, I wouldn’t have had the qualifications to enter the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, nor would I have experienced such fortunes."

"Ning Daoran!"

At this moment, Zhang Qinghe snarled, voice sharp with rage. "Was it you who killed Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, and the others?"

"Hmm?"

Ning Daoran turned his gaze toward Zhang Qinghe, his face instantly growing cold. "Many unforeseen events occurred within the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, and I cannot recount every detail. However... I have prepared evidence to prove my innocence. Are Long Jiyu’s parents and other relatives present?"

"We are here..."

A pitiful pair of Golden Core cultivators stepped forward. "Guest Elder Ning... Is our son Long Jiyu still alive?"

Ning Daoran hesitated briefly, his expression somber. "I regret to inform you... that Fellow Daoist Long Jiyu has passed away. However, using a Yin Wood Branch, I preserved his soul essence. If you wish to know what occurred in the Sky Pool, you may ask him directly."

With that, Ning Daoran produced a branch from the Heavenly Frost Glass Tree.

"Swoosh~~~"

Long Jiyu’s soul essence appeared, and upon seeing his parents, immediately knelt before them, sobbing uncontrollably.

"My dear son..."

His mother tried desperately to embrace him, only to grab at empty air—he was but a residual soul without substance.

"Father, mother..."

Long Jiyu wept bitterly, "I am an unworthy child—I’m sorry... so sorry..."

"Long Jiyu."

Long Xian’er frowned and asked firmly, "Who killed you? Who killed Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, and the others? Speak truthfully."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Long Jiyu knelt on one knee and responded resolutely, "Three years after entering the Fierce Sun Sky Pool, I was cultivating deep inside the Fire Bull Cave. My array defenses were forcibly breached, and I was slain by Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, Zhang He, and Zhang Qinyu. Before killing me, they declared they would not allow the young generation of the Long family to leave even a single Nascent Soul Seed alive!

After annihilating me completely, they departed. Later, Guest Elder Ning arrived and preserved my soul within the Yin Wood. When Ning Keqing returned to the Qilin Fire Cave, those four ambushed him in an attempt to kill him. Zhang Naiqian nearly succeeded using the Fiery Sun Flying Needle, but Ning Keqing’s profound strength enabled him to turn the tables and kill Zhang Naiqian, Zhang Puyu, and the others."

"I witnessed everything personally—Sect Master, I hope you discern the truth clearly!"

"How... How could this happen?"

Zhang Qinghe stumbled, the aura of the Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator seeming unbearably despondent in that moment.

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