Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 120 Being a slave and a maid
Xun Si saw that Fang Yi was satisfied with the female cultivator Zi Yan and bowed slightly.

"Brother Fang, this is true. After Fellow Daoist Zi Yan came to my Xunshi Pavilion, I have already sent people to investigate thoroughly. Brother Dao, you can rest assured."

Fang Yi looked at the two monks in front of him with an expressionless face.

A mid-grade spiritual root. And the spiritual root scale of 41 is exactly the lower limit of a mid-grade spiritual root.

It is normal that such a cultivator has a mediocre mind and was eliminated by the Small Questioning Heart Array and failed to join Xuanyang Mountain.

However, Fang Yi still planned to verify a few things. As the chief manager of the Puppet Pavilion in the future, it would be better if the female cultivator named Zi Yan was willing to do it. Otherwise, it would be easy to leave loopholes if she used many forbidden magic techniques to control him.

"Miss Ziyan, do you know that once you sign this death contract, your wealth and freedom will be in my hands... Are you willing to sign it?"

Zi Yan nodded slowly.

She naturally knew that this was a death contract, and unless her employer let her go, her life would be in Fang Yi's hands.

But her parents disappeared when she was young and she depended on her grandfather for support.

Now that her grandfather's life is hanging by a thread, there is only a glimmer of hope, how can she miss it.

What's more...

Zi Yan glanced at the cultivator next to Fang Yi out of the corner of her eye.

Xun Si saw Zi Yan looking at him out of the corner of her eye, his eyes turned cold, and the threat in them was evident in his words.

Zi Yan was originally the cauldron that Xun Si had carefully selected. He had intended to use it to please the ancestors of the clan, but now that other important figures had taken a fancy to it, how could Xun Si refuse it?

After all, his ancestor, Master Frost Blade, has many cauldrons and furnaces, so he doesn't need this one.

The person in front of him was the descendant of Master Changce and this was the first time he spoke. Xun Si would certainly not miss the opportunity to bring the two closer.

"Looking for a fellow Daoist!"

Fang Yi's faint voice came, and Xun Si immediately put away the coldness in his eyes.

Seeing this, Zi Yan's eyes were filled with a hint of surprise.

He is truly a big shot who can make Xun Siye, a well-known man in Yunze Market, so quiet and flattering.
Zi Yan grew up in Yunze Market since she was a child. As a cultivator, she developed very fast due to the nourishment of her magical power. When she was just over sixteen years old, she was already a graceful beauty.

She is known as the most beautiful woman in Yunzefang City and has no shortage of cultivators pursuing her.

But she kept herself clean and had high expectations for herself. She wanted to be admitted to Xuanyang Mountain, so she rejected all the cultivators in Yunze Market.

But now my grandfather is seriously injured. Even if the fire poison is removed, it will be difficult for him to make progress in his cultivation in the future. In this way, he has lost the possibility of joining Xuanyang Mountain, and he has no special skills.

Zi Yan could only enter the Xunshi Pavilion and look for a job.

As for the cultivators pursuing her, seeing that Zi Yan failed to join Xuanyang Mountain, their number decreased by 70%. The remaining cultivators saw that her grandfather was seriously injured and in urgent need of spiritual medicine to prolong his life, and these cultivators decreased by another 25%.
Finally, there are only a few monks left, so let’s not talk about them.
And when Xun Si saw such a beautiful girl, how could he let her slip away from his grasp?

After all, he is just a casual cultivator at the third level of Qi training. Even though he has an outstanding appearance, he has no one to protect him.

Xun Sidu didn't need to force her. He just needed to tell Zi Yan what kind of elixir could remove the fire poison and save her grandfather's life. After that, the matter of the death contract monk would be a natural outcome.

……

Fang Yi's previous questions were mixed with some magic techniques to detect the true thoughts of the female cultivator in front of him.

Now seeing Zi Yan nodding, it was obvious that she had made up her mind.

"Fellow Daoist Xun, could you please come with me to Miss Ziyan's house?"

Xun Si was naturally very willing and bowed slightly.

"Don't bother Brother Fang. Zi Yan's grandfather is in Xunshi Tower. I can just send someone to bring him over."

Fang Yi shook his head.

"Since Miss Ziyan's grandfather has been infected with the fire poison, he's naturally unable to move. Fellow Daoist Xun, you and I will just have to make the difficult journey. Miss Ziyan, please lead the way. Let's finish this task as soon as possible so that you and I can sign the contract soon."

After saying that, Fang Yi reached out and helped the female cultivator in front of him up.

Feeling the warm and thick palm and the faint pine fragrance from the white-robed monk in front of her, Zi Yan's face turned red.

"Mr. Fang, please follow me."

Half an hour later,

Bursts of coughing were heard from a small attic in the backyard of Xunshi Building.

"Ahem. Ahem."

Old Feng's hair was gray and his face looked painful. With trembling hands, he took out a jade bottle from his arms.

With a slight tilt of his hand, a pill the size of a longan rolled out of the jade bottle. After swallowing the pill with difficulty, a chill spread from the Dantian Qi Sea, temporarily suppressing the fire poison.

Old Feng's wrinkled brows relaxed a little, and his face showed some kindness as he recalled his interactions with his granddaughter.

"I wonder when Nizi will come back."

嗤

A feeling of dryness and heat came from the wound on his chest, and the fire poison of the middle-grade monster Earth Fire Lizard suddenly broke out again.

Old Feng took out the jade bottle tremblingly and wanted to take another Xiaohan Pill, but the fire poison and heat made it difficult for him to control the movements of his hands.

"Ding"

As the strength in his palm loosened, the jade bottle fell to the ground and Old Feng fell into a coma.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door from the gate of the courtyard.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Zi Yan knocked on the door gently.

"Grandfather, Zi Yan is back."

After knocking several times without receiving a response, Zi Yan had a bad feeling in her heart.

The water-attributed spiritual power in his hands gathered, and a fist-sized water ball blasted the door open.

"Grandfather?!!" Jiang Zi Yan's unbelievable voice came from the yard. Fang Yi and Xun Si looked at each other, and they walked into the yard together.

Xun Si was a smart man. Although they entered the courtyard together, he shortened his pace. After a few steps, he lagged behind Fang Yi by half a body length. In addition, with his hands hanging down and his body bowed, he really looked like a servant.

As soon as you enter the courtyard.

What came into view was a monk with gray hair and a haggard face lying on a wooden bed.

The old monk was faintly suffused with red fire poison all over his body, and it was obvious that the poison had penetrated into his bones.

Fang Yi bent down and picked up the jade bottle on the ground. With a quick scan of his spiritual sense, he knew what the elixir was.

"Xiaohan Dan?"

He also knew about this elixir, which was the most common elixir for suppressing fire poison. Unfortunately, its quality was a bit low and it could not cure the fire poison completely.

In the attic.

Zi Yan looked unhappy.

She looked anxious, and she kept casting spells with her hands, gathering water-attributed spiritual power. Then she cast several water-moistening spells.

With the nourishment of water-attributed spiritual power, Old Feng's breathing finally stabilized a little.

Seeing this, she finally let go of her worries.

Afterwards, Zi Yan became furious and made up her mind. She turned around and knelt in front of Fang Yi.

"Mr. Fang, you already know about my grandfather's situation. I wonder if you can sign a death contract with me as soon as possible."

The female cultivator in front of him spoke in a humble tone and had a graceful figure, but Fang Yi was not fascinated by her beauty.

The spiritual consciousness that reached the quasi-second level emerged silently and thoroughly investigated Old Feng. After seeing that there was no accident, he put his spiritual consciousness into Zi Yan's body.

After a stick of incense.

Fang Yi withdrew his spiritual sense with satisfaction.

"In that case, I'll trouble you, fellow Daoist, to sign this death contract."

Xun Si naturally would not refuse. He took out a golden deed from his storage bag and handed it over.

This legal contract is the standard legal contract established by Xuanyang Mountain. It details the obligations and rights between the contract master and the contract servant.

Fang Yi studied the contract carefully and felt a little emotional.

There are also capable people in the field of spiritual contract in Xuanyang Mountain. The contract is well-organized and has almost no loopholes. The cultivator who made this contract is most likely a third-level spiritual contract master.

"The contract is good, it's a good thing!"

Fang Yi sighed, then put the deed away and took out another one.

Compared with other people's deeds, he still trusts his own contract more.

After a ray of green spiritual light hit Faqi, Faqi flew in front of Zi Yan.

Zi Yan didn't even bother to look at the contents of the contract. A stream of blue magic power was injected into the contract, completely activating it.

Seeing Zi Yan so decisive, Fang Yi felt a rare hint of interest.

"Miss Ziyan, you didn't even glance at Faqi. Aren't you worried that I might go back on my word?"

"Would you?"

Zi Yan's tone was firm.

"Since I have signed this death contract, how I live my life from now on is entirely up to you, Master. As long as you are willing to spend a large sum of money to cure Grandfather, it means that I am now valuable and have caught your eye."

"In that case, what is there for me to see?"

Looking at the insightful female cultivator in front of him, Fang Yi's eyes flashed with admiration. Just as he said, she was indeed worthy of being looked up to.

He took out a jade bottle made of cold jade from the storage bag. The jade bottle moved and was sent out by Fang Yi's magic power.

Looking at the jade bottle in front of her that was faintly chilling, Zi Yan had a guess.

"Master, this, this, what is this?"

Fang Yi nodded slightly. This elixir was found in the storage bag of a cultivator who died in his hands. Its quality was top-notch among cultivators of the same level and was enough as a reward.

"Yes, there is a Hanshui Pill in this jade bottle. Ziyan, please confirm it. If it is correct, our transaction is complete. You can follow me back to Xuanbao Garden in the future."

"call!"

Zi Yan exhaled deeply and held the jade bottle tightly in her hand.

She slowly walked towards Old Feng and carefully opened the jade bottle. Then a stream of cold air gushed out.

Looking at the ice-blue pill in the jade bottle, Zi Yan found it hard to believe. The Hanshui Pill that she had worked hard for several years but had failed to obtain was given to her casually by Fang Yi.

Suppress your own fluctuating emotions.

Zi Yan fed the Han Shui Dan to her grandfather, and a gust of cold air froze Old Feng. Under the power of the Han Shui Dan, the fire poison left by the Earth Fire Lizard was slowly dissolved.

As time passed slowly, Old Feng's breathing became more and more steady.

puff
A mouthful of black blood mist was spat out onto the ground, and the black blood corroded the ground into large and small holes.

The fire poison was completely eliminated, and Old Feng woke up from his coma in a daze.

Looking at the familiar figure kneeling beside the bed and the monk standing in the attic, he already had an idea in his mind.

Old Feng struggled to get up and bowed to Fang Yi.

"This young man is very handsome and talented. I think he is Ah Zi's master. I wonder if he is interested in signing another death contract?"

Zi Yan's face changed. No matter how thoroughly she thought about it, she had never thought that her own grandfather had also signed a death contract.

(End of this chapter)