Chapter 307: Chapter 305: Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, Ten Layers! Chapter 307: Chapter 305: Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, Ten Layers! Two months later, Kuizhou, Lieyang Mountain Range.
A majestic city stands at the edge of the great mountains, this city nad Yangji City, is one of the county cities in the northern part of Kuizhou.
Due to its proximity to one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects of Xia Country, Fierce Sun Dao Palace, the culture of cultivation and martial arts practice thrives in Yangji City.
Although the Ten Great Immortal Sects have long ago tacitly secluded themselves and isolated from the world, the influence of the Fierce Sun Dao Palace is so enormous that cultivators and martial artists still co and go in Yangji City, making it extrely prosperous.
Passing through a layer of clouds and mist, Ning Daoran catches sight of Yangji City.
He frowns slightly, having little interest in Yangji City itself; his purpose here is to acquire the complete True Yang Furnace Technique within the Fierce Sun Dao Palace. It is said that when the upper and lower chapters of the True Yang Furnace Technique are combined, they form a new top-tier Cultivation Technique, known as the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique, acclaid as the Absolute Skill of inheritance for Fierce Sun Dao Palace.
One has only a single sun, while the other has nine; anyone with clear eyesight would know which of the two techniques is more formidable.
“Old Lu, enter the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, and don’t co out until I give the order.”
“Ow ow~~”
Big Stupid Deer transforms into a streak of auspicious light and flies into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.
Ning Daoran ties up the vine ball, then turns away from Yangji City, heading straight for a secluded realm deep within the depths of the Lieyang Mountain Range, where the atmosphere is isolated.
Montarily.
Ning Daoran travels to and fro through the cloud and mist covering hundreds of miles multiple tis, but each attempt proves fruitless. Legend says that Fierce Sun Dao Palace is hidden in the mundane world by a Fourth-Order Array, and it appears this is no false claim. Ning Daoran runs into the ghost wall phenonon several tis while navigating the mist, eventually having no choice but to turn back.
It seems that unless the Fierce Sun Dao Palace opens its mountain gate of its own accord, there would be no opportunity for others to take advantage of.
“How strange…”
Ning Daoran stands among the clouds, furrowing his brows. This Fourth-Order Array is truly miraculous – even he, a Third-order top-grade Array Master, cannot spot any clues. Truly remarkable!
However, the Fierce Sun Dao Palace opens its mountain gate once every ten years to admit fresh blood, and at that ti, a large number of cultivators arranged by the Dao Palace will bring excellent Immortal Seeds to be selected and join the Fierce Sun Dao Palace.
Therefore, Ning Daoran needs to wait for an opportunity.
A re ten years in the world of mortals is nothing but a fleeting mont for a cultivator like Ning Daoran in the Golden Core Stage.
Thus, he decides to head to Yangji City, settling down there for the ti being to wait for a chance to enter the Fierce Sun Dao Palace under an assud identity.
…
At dusk, a man and a deer enter Yangji City.
Inside the city, a cultivator welcos them, and an early-stage Foundation Establishnt Immortal Chen shows great reverence to Ning Daoran, who is in the Golden Core Stage, leading the way to a place where Cave Mansions can be rented in the city.
Adjacent to the Fierce Sun Dao Palace, to the south of the city is a high mountain, beneath which lies a Third-tier middle-grade Grotto Heaven. Thus, so Cave Mansions have been opened within the city for traveling cultivators to rent.
“Senior Ning.”
The Immortal Chen respectfully says, “Does senior require a Second-level Spiritual Energy Cave Mansion, or a Third-level one?”
“Second-stage lower grade Spirit Vein would suffice.”
In fact, Ning Daoran’s requirents for spiritual energy concentration aren’t very high, since most of his ti is spent cultivating in the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven. Underneath the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, tens of thousands of Spirit Stones are constantly glowing and heating up, with their released spiritual energy being absorbed by various rare plants before being released again as even more concentrated spiritual energy.
Therefore, the concentration of spiritual energy within the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven is certainly not less than that of a Fourth-tier, having already reached a self-sufficient level.
However, at this mont, Ning Daoran’s cultivation stays at the early stage of the Golden Core; Big Stupid Deer’s aura remains at the level of an early Second-stage Spiritual Beast. Renting a Second-stage lower grade Cave Mansion for the two of them gives the impression of a “poor Golden Core” cultivator.
It’s always best to keep a low profile, especially since this place is too close to the Fierce Sun Dao Palace, where Nascent Soul True Monarchs preside. Even Ning Daoran, who is in the Golden Core middle-stage, must still be cautious.
“That’s good as well. It avoids unnecessary extravagance and waste.”
It seems that the Immortal Chen, perhaps worried about causing embarrassnt, hastily adds this and promptly completes the procedures before leading them to the Cave Mansion.
The Cave Mansion too is located on the main street, with a Spirit Gathering Array built underneath that converges the surrounding underground spiritual energy into a Second-stage lower grade spirit qi Cave Mansion.
Upon inquiry, Ning Daoran learns that the Fierce Sun Dao Palace will next open in four years, not too far off.
Ning Daoran then settles down comfortably in the Cave Mansion, releasing a Class A Paperfolk to watch over it while he and White Deer huddled inside the Paperfolk’s Spirit Garden Cave Heaven to cultivate.
At this mont, all other Cultivation Techniques are set aside, and he focuses single-mindedly on advancing the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture!
…
In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.
In the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, suddenly a dragon roar echoes endlessly.
“Ow??”
Big Stupid Deer, Little Blackie, and the Green Water Turtle all turn their heads to look over, and even the caged Demon Tai Sui shifts its eyes to look.
Before the small wooden house, a wisp of dark dragon energy rises to the sky, condensing into a fierce and majestic dark true dragon form in the sky of the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven. It looks lifelike, with an impressive aura!
This true dragon is ford from the condensation of strong Blood Qi. Below the dark true dragon stands a burly figure – Ning Daoran. With his long hair wildly dancing in the wind and eyes flashing like lightning, his well-defined muscular fra is brawny yet not bulky, and his entire aura has transford.
Most importantly, around 20% of areas such as his neck, face, chest, and arms are covered in dark scales tinged with blood. Wisps of dragon energy enshroud them, indicating that he is acquiring the signs of Dragon Demon Power!
Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, the tenth layer!
Accompanied by the substantial consumption of True Blood Pills and Refining Ti, Ning Daoran finally advanced this Absolute Skill to its tenth layer, and after such body refining, his physical strength had increased by at least sixty percent compared to before!
“Whew…”
He let out a gentle sigh of relief.
At this mont, his bloodstream boiled within him. When Ning Daoran looked inward, he saw the five Golden Cores within the Alchemy Field Qi Sea emitting a brilliant light. Around the Golden Cores, strands of domineering blood-red aura coiled, transforming into black dragon forms that embraced the Golden Cores, securely protecting them.
Embracing Elixir realm?!
Ning Daoran was pleasantly surprised. Initially, he did not expect his dual cultivation of magic and body to manifest in this way, yet now he has surpassed the Condensed Liquid Realm and directly entered the Embracing Elixir Realm!
Moreover, it seed that his cultivation as a Martial Artist was mutually reinforcing with his Golden Core practice, without the slightest conflict.
The dragon-form blood Qi within the Dantian, evolved from the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture, was extrely vigorous. Together with the five Golden Cores, it shined intensely. With this Embracing Elixir blood Qi, his cultivation at the Golden Core Stage would be even more solidified, and it would be exceedingly difficult for others to harm his Golden Cores.
Most importantly, the blood Qi of a Baodan Realm Martial Artist nourished the Golden Core Cultivation, which should also be beneficial for Ning Daoran’s future breakthroughs.
In any case, Lin Man was right.
For a cultivator practicing both Dharma Body and magic, following the path of the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture was indeed correct!
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After cultivating the Dragon Demon Power, Ning Daoran did not continue his seclusion but often went out with White Deer, also frequently enjoying tea and the breeze in the small courtyard outside his Cave Mansion, experiencing the worldly hustle and bustle.
At this ti, it was the season of spring famine.
With the city’s people’s harvest not bridging the gap between seasons, many had to reduce clothing and food consumption to make ends et during this period of scarcity.
Recently, several upheavals had broken out outside Yangji City. As it was a County City, peasants affected by the spring famine from within the prefecture had nowhere to turn to but Yangji City.
A reportedly corrupt Prefectural Governor, swollen with greed, embezzled the relief grain and silver tael allocated by the provincial governnt and the Court. He turned a blind eye to the countless starving refugees outside the city.
Not long ago, the Court sent officials from the Capital City to inspect public sentint. Upon hearing this, the Prefectural Governor panicked, dispatched soldiers to drive away the refugees, and even commanded them to “kill the chicken to scare the monkeys,” leading to many deaths among the people.
This incident caused a great stir, and the Court dispatched a Martial Immortal who slew the Prefectural Governor with a single palm strike.
However, the disaster remained unresolved, and there were still many refugees in the city. Almost every day, so ragged children passed by Ning Daoran’s courtyard, their eyes filled with longing.
Ning Daoran could not do much. He would offer a few stead buns if he had any, and if not, that was it. As for using Spirit Stones to exchange for silver taels and distributing porridge lavishly in the city, he, as a Cultivator, naturally did not do such things.
…
In the afternoon, there was a ruckus across the street.
Ning Daoran’s Cave Mansion faced the main street, and opposite was the Wansheng Weapon Shop. Similar to the sword casting shop in Fanshu City, it catered to warriors by forging iron and weapons. If needed, they would also make farm tools. In short, as long as it could make money, they would generally not refuse.
The Wansheng Weapon Shop did big business, so they recruited new apprentices every year.
So apprentices had talent for iron forging and weapon casting and were accepted as disciples, whereas those without talent were inevitably kicked out.
At present, a group of starving youths were expelled from the Weapon Shop, their eyes full of unwillingness and hunger.
“I’ve already said all the good words.”
A burly man frowned and said, “You’re not cut out for this trade. If you can’t even pass the first round of assessnts, how can the shop keep you? We’ve fed you for half a month. Know when to quit. Go on, go, don’t stay here and affect the shop’s business!”
Imdiately, the group of boys and girls scattered, becoming beggars on the streets, living through hunger and occasional fullness.
Every day, in the small courtyard, Ning Daoran closed his eyes to ditate, letting out his Divine Sense and noted among the group of beggar youths were three siblings: two brothers nad Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Yu, and a sister nad Zhuo Ting.
Zhuo Ting was young and frail, begging along the streets daily, often bullied.
Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Yu were older and seed robust. When their sister was bullied, both brothers would fight with clenched fists. Winning ant getting a few stead buns, but losing resulted in empty stomachs. The siblings would hide in an abandoned kiln in the city, feeding on bark soup to recover.
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On this rainy night that continued for several days,
Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Yu, not yet recovered from their injuries, lay on the grass in the kiln, groaning from inflad, festering wounds, on the brink of losing their limbs.
“Big Brother, Second Brother…”
Zhuo Ting brought a bowl of gruel to her brothers, containing just a few wild leaves and a few clearly countable grains of rice – the entirety of the siblings’ sustenance.
“Zhuo Ting, you eat so first.”
Zhuo Yang raised his head and frowned.
“I’m not hungry…”
The little girl swallowed a gulp of water and said, “You eat first, I’ve already eaten outside.”
Both brothers knew better, their faces filled with pained expressions.
Just then, a gust of wind blew through, and above the kiln, a figure in a green robe descended gracefully, radiating an immortal aura, and said indifferently, “I offer you food. Would you like to follow to learn martial arts?”
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