Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 678 - 676: Night Tour of the Capital City

"Hmm?"

The Purple Flame Demon Lord suddenly turned around and said indifferently, "Which fellow Daoist is it? Why not show yourself?"

Alas, the gentle breeze brushed by, but there was no trace of anyone.

’Could it be a misunderstanding?’

The Purple Flame Demon Lord, half-convinced, rose into the air once again with his tunneling light.

This time, he flew for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, until he let down his guard and confirmed that it had only been his imagination earlier. Yet, suddenly, a faint pain began to emerge from his back, as though a mosquito were about to burrow into his flesh!

"What!?"

Shocked, the Purple Flame Demon Lord hurriedly summoned his blood energy to resist.

Six fiery red flying needles appeared silently behind him, three of which were already a quarter deep into his flesh, and an exceptional wave of fierce flame began rushing into his body!

"Damn it!"

The Purple Flame Demon Lord roared furiously. His body spun upward as water-attribute mana surged through his blood like tides, aiming to extinguish the fiery energy from the Fiery Sun Flying Needles!

Just then, a sharp wind-breaking sound echoed from the sky!

"Ah!?"

The Purple Flame Demon Lord suddenly looked up and felt his heart pound wildly!

In the wind, a pitch-black treasure bead streaked through the air, heading straight for his forehead!

The treasure bead was enshrouded in swirling black mist and contained an indescribable power of darkness. It was none other than the Dark Dragon Orb that Ning Daoran had acquired from Jiuyou City!

Gritting his teeth, the Purple Flame Demon Lord summoned a purple jade pendant from between his brows.

It was the Purple Jade Netherworld Fire, his life-bound item.

"Boom~~~"

Sparks flew as the dark energy collided furiously with the purple flames. The purple fire formed a protective barrier, preventing the dark energy of the Dark Dragon Orb from advancing further. Yet, at that moment, a figure descended from the sky, wielding an extended spear—the Big Green Dragon—that stretched to several zhang in length. Without hesitation, it struck downward with tremendous force!

"Ning Daoran, it’s indeed you!"

The Purple Flame Demon Lord roared in fury, quickly spreading his arms. The Purple Jade Netherworld Fire began spinning furiously, forming a vortex of violet flames in front of him, as though attempting to dissipate part of Ning Daoran’s strength.

"Boom—"

A loud crash resonated as the Big Green Dragon spear was caught in waves of violet flames. Despite the impact weakening, the remaining force smashed into a small silver shield the Purple Flame Demon Lord had just summoned.

A deafening crack echoed as fissures rapidly spread across the shield.

"Such immense strength..."

The Purple Flame Demon Lord was horrified. Since their last encounter, Ning Daoran’s combat power had already advanced by leaps and bounds—his physical strength had grown far beyond just a minor improvement!

Moreover, the heavy spear in Ning Daoran’s hands, though resembling a martial artist’s weapon, exuded the transcendent aura of a transformed treasure!

"Swish!"

In the blink of an eye, a valiant figure strode out from the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, her blood energy at the Mixed Element Middle Stage surging mightily—it was Lin Guo!

"Not good!"

A chill ran down the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s spine. Already consumed with fending off Ning Daoran’s ferocious attacks, he hadn’t anticipated the arrival of another martial artist in the Mixed Element Middle Stage!

"Boom~~~"

With a heavy thud, Lin Guo’s punch landed squarely on the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s abdomen. Instantly, fist energy erupted, leaving his body trembling violently. Blood spurted from his mouth as he suffered severe injuries.

Above, five Fourth-tier Middle Grade Forbidden Breaking Talismans descended in a pentagonal formation, sealing the space around the Purple Flame Demon Lord. This tactic eradicated any opportunity for him to escape via Nascent Soul techniques. Concurrently, arrays of flags and array plates shot out in all directions, rapid enough to form an array in an instant!

The Ten Directions Forbidden Array!

The moment this array was activated, it signified the imminent end of the once-dominant Purple Flame Demon Lord!

"You..."

While fiercely resisting with the Purple Jade Netherworld Fire, the Purple Flame Demon Lord roared angrily, "Ning Daoran! Lin Guo! You two dare to plot my demise?!"

"You should have been sent off long ago."

With cold determination in his eyes, Ning Daoran relentlessly attacked with the Big Green Dragon spear.

"Purple Flame Elder."

Lin Guo chuckled. "Do you still remember the massacre in Bailin Town over eighty years ago? You, self-proclaimed master of the Demon Path, killed so many people—even my little junior disciple. You probably don’t remember, but I do."

As she spoke, Lin Guo pulled out a long spear as well, executing the Transformation Realm-level Four Symbols Spear Technique to join Ning Daoran’s attacks from two sides!

However, when she saw Ning Daoran’s Return to Nature-level mastery of the Four Great Secret Skills, Lin Guo couldn’t help but feel deeply moved. She realized she was far from being an exceptional prodigy—still unable to fully master her family’s legacy techniques.

"Swish!"

Above, a radiant light from a treasure mirror enveloped the Purple Flame Demon Lord.

Simultaneously, a surge of transcendent energy expanded from within Ning Daoran, forming a blood-energy-dense Dragon Demon Dojo that encased all three within its bounds.

Lin Guo grew even more contemplative—Ning Daoran’s ascendance in both cultivation and martial arts had far surpassed her!

"Lin Wuxian, make short work of this! No more distractions!"

Ning Daoran transmitted his voice to her. "Lingering here is not ideal; let’s finish off the Purple Flame Demon Lord swiftly and leave. As for what you care about, rest assured—I’ll write down my insights and methods for mastering the Return to Nature-level Four Symbols Spear Technique after this."

"Alright!"

Elated, Lin Guo’s attacks grew ever fiercer.

Inside the Dragon Demon Dojo, the Purple Flame Demon Lord was maneuvering several spiritual treasures, growing increasingly disheveled in the process. His frustrations mounted—how had Ning Daoran, a mere late Golden Core cultivator during the border wars, risen to such terrifying heights now!

Back then, killing Ning Daoran had been as effortless as squashing an ant.

But now, he found himself utterly powerless against Ning Daoran’s relentless assaults!

Each strike of the heavy Big Green Dragon spear carried over 160,000 jin of force. As the saying goes, "One force subdues ten meetings"—even the most intricate techniques couldn’t overcome such overwhelming power. Gradually, the violet flames surrounding the Purple Jade Netherworld Fire began to thin, while injuries on the Purple Flame Demon Lord accumulated sharply.

His meridians were nearly all severed under Ning Daoran’s resonating force, leaving him incessantly coughing blood and edging closer to death.

"Ning Daoran!"

The Purple Flame Demon Lord spit essence blood onto a piece of treasure paper, seemingly attempting to unleash a hidden technique. But Ning Daoran had anticipated this; the moment the essence blood neared the paper, he immediately struck the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s Divine Soul using his Soul Suppressing Technique.

"Swish~~~"

The Big Green Dragon spear swept horizontally, and with a resounding "crack," its immense power directly severed the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s waist!

"Ah..."

The Purple Flame Demon Lord spewed blood continuously.

"Farewell, Purple Flame Elder!"

Ning Daoran raised his hand. The Golden Silk Sword streaked through the air, piercing the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s forehead repeatedly, ultimately extinguishing the life of this once-feared figure!

Concurrently, his left hand extended suddenly, grasping the escaping Nascent Soul of the Purple Flame Demon Lord. With mana flowing, he killed the Nascent Soul in an instant, transforming it into a stream of blood energy which he flung into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven for Little Qing to consume.

"Quick, loot the corpse!"

Ning Daoran promptly urged.

"Got it!"

Lin Guo swiftly snatched up the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s storage ring, storage pouch, spiritual treasures, magical objects, and other valuables. Then, with a leap, she entered the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven while Ning Daoran activated the Nine Heavens Escape Thunder Technique, concealed his aura and figure, dismantled the array, and left the scene swiftly.

Soon after, thousands of miles away.

Ning Daoran stopped, tapped the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, and said, "Alright, come out—it’s safe now."

Lin Guo emerged elegantly, holding a pile of treasures left behind by the Purple Flame Demon Lord.

Her gaze fell upon the purple-red jade pendant—the life-bound item and top-grade spiritual treasure, Purple Jade Netherworld Fire. This artifact held versatile properties for both offense and defense, as well as imprisonment.

Back in the Taixu Secret Realm, it had formed a cage impassable even for True Monarch Liu Yun over an extended period.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, may Lin Guo have the Purple Jade Netherworld Fire?"

"Oh?"

Ning Daoran raised an eyebrow, "Lin Wuxian is a martial artist, and your cultivation realm hasn’t exceeded Golden Core yet. This Purple Jade Netherworld Fire is a top-grade spiritual treasure—not something you can currently utilize."

"Lin Guo seeks it not for herself."

She smiled faintly, "There’s a genius in my clan whom I am an aunt to. That young man is already preparing to condense his Nascent Soul. With this Purple Jade Netherworld Fire as his life-bound item, his success would be practically guaranteed."

"I see."

Ning Daoran didn’t hesitate. "Take the Purple Jade Netherworld Fire. The rest of the treasures will belong to me—is that acceptable?"

"Agreed!"

Lin Guo nodded vigorously, knowing full well that the largest opportunity on the Purple Flame Demon Lord’s person was precisely the Purple Jade Netherworld Fire. Ning Daoran’s willingness to give it up demonstrated how much he cared.

The spoils were divided swiftly, and both parties gained what they desired.

...

"With the Purple Flame Demon Lord dead, the life plate he left in his sect will certainly shatter, and his countless disciples will likely seek vengeance. If the two of us vanish entirely, it might raise suspicions."

Ning Daoran suggested, "Let’s return now—perhaps a stroll through the capital city would suffice."

"Sounds good!"

Lin Guo laughed, "I haven’t had enough fun during this journey. A night tour through the capital it is—but afterward, you owe me a fine drink."

"Consider it done!"

Night fell over Sangyu Country’s capital city.

In the city, the Lantern Festival was in full swing, dazzlingly beautiful. Ning Daoran released the Big Stupid Deer, who immediately began howling and darting around like a countryside simpleton who had never seen anything like it before.

Lin Guo smiled faintly but said nothing.

As the night deepened and the lanterns dimmed, Lin Guo pondered aloud whether it might be time to find an inn to rest.

"Lin Wuxian?"

At that moment, someone called her name.

When Lin Guo turned to look, she saw a Great Cultivator in a deep blue robe standing before her, clasping his hands in greeting. Behind his back was the Snowfall Divine Sword—it was none other than Shennong True Monarch, the foremost Nascent Soul cultivator of Sangyu Country!

"Fellow Daoist Shennong, I never expected to encounter you at the Lantern Festival—what a coincidence indeed," Lin Guo said with a smile.

"Indeed!"

Shennong True Monarch turned his gaze to Ning Daoran and asked, "This one—is this the legendary Fellow Daoist Jianjia?"

"That’s correct."

Ning Daoran clasped his hands. "I am Ning Daoran. Passing through the capital, I happened upon Lin Wuxian and decided to enjoy the festivities together. Might I ask who this esteemed fellow daoist is?"

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