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

Chapter 606 Azure-feathered White-feathered Crane, Crossing the River Amidst the Rising Wind
Fang Yi grasped the hilt of the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade with his five fingers, and under the flowing light, the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade was held in his hand.

"Zheng!"

The blade sang with a clear, crisp sound, splitting the ancient green vine, its thin, cicada-wing-like bark blending into the hazy, gray feathers.

"Next up is the gilded ore." Fang Yi gazed at the glittering second-tier spirit ore in his hand.

"Boom!" Azure flames danced and enveloped the fist-sized ore, which gradually softened and turned into viscous golden liquid.

Fang Yi's index finger twitched, and the golden liquid transformed into silk threads, a dark green mixed with the color of gilding.

"Wow!"

A clear, melodious cry rang out, startling the crane as it flapped its wings with graceful movements.

The eerie green flames in its pupils transformed into a golden-blue hue, and the black color that had stained its feathers faded away, giving rise to wisps of auspicious purple light, like clouds and mist, as it spread its wings.

"Master, the Five-Flower Immortal has come to visit! Please put away your Yin Crane immediately, lest he..."

As the silver light dissipated, a look of astonishment appeared in Seven Rings' eyes.

"What about the demonic puppet?"

Fang Yi reached out and pulled the adorable little beast into his arms, laughing and scolding.

“Your master is the head of Xuan Yang Mountain, a great figure of the righteous path. Where did he get a demonic puppet? You should take a good look at this Azure Feather White Crane puppet.”

As Qi Jie gazed at the crane, which was surrounded by thousands of auspicious rays and purple mist, and gracefully spread its wings, he couldn't help but wonder.

"I must have been mistaken?! The air is thick with yin energy, and the faint wailing of ghosts is clearly..."

"Hmm?" Fang Yi stroked the smooth fur of the little beast in his arms, and the spiritual light in his storage bag gathered the Azure Feather White Crane together.

"I understand, I understand," Seven Precepts muttered to himself, his body trembling slightly.

'The righteous path is powerful?'
The Profound Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, the Crimson Yin Blade, and even a human puppet—could these be the kinds of inheritances that Xuan Yang Mountain possesses?

At Wuji Peak, amidst the bamboo curtains and gauze curtains of the Listening to Rain Pavilion, one can see the winding stream where wine cups float and the misty rain falls.

With a flourish of his sleeves, Fang Yi placed an exquisitely carved tea set onto the stone table in the waterside pavilion.

"Senior Sister Wuhua, please try this Pine and Crane Spirit Tea."

The crystal-clear spring water fell, and a spark of true fire ignited the spirit furnace, causing the water vapor to rise and turn into mist.

The Five-Flower Immortal's long, dark blue hair was half-disheveled, with a blood-red coral hairpin swaying diagonally between her temples, and her jade-like fingers pinched a jade cup.

On the cup wall is engraved a scroll depicting the Eighteen Arhats questioning their own minds. The arhats' robes are adorned with gold thread flowers. As the hot tea boils, the gold threads float in the air, creating shadows, and the arhats preach.

"Golden Thread Arhat Cup?"

This exquisite tea set is associated with a Buddhist lineage and is quite famous within the sect.

Wu Mengchen of Baicao Pavilion usually treasures it dearly, but now he's given it to his junior brother?

"Junior brother, you've only been sect leader for less than three years, yet you've already surpassed Xiao Lie's accumulation over a century."

Fang Yi held the Luohan cup, took a sip of tea, and felt the calming effect of the tea.

After assuming the position of sect leader, he naturally did not sit comfortably in the main hall.

After regaining the Heavenly Craftsmanship Token and the Divine Farmer Token, his power increased significantly. There was a considerable feud between Yang Juyu and the fake Xiake in the Heavenly Craftsmanship Pavilion.

The Hundred Herbs Pavilion is naturally frequented by cultivators who have conflicts of interest with Xu Dingzi.

Wu Mengchen, this fake alchemist, visited Wuji Peak multiple times, hoping to gain Fang Yi's support.

Although he was unable to leave to work on making puppets, Yang Juyu accepted the visiting card on his behalf.

The rare and exquisite tea set, the Golden Silk Arhat Cup, is one example of their sincerity.

Fang Yi put down his teacup and said, "It's just a near-third-tier Buddhist or Taoist inheritance, and it's even a spiritual tea."

"To a Core Formation cultivator like Senior Sister Wuhua, it's merely a matter of crossing over into another realm."

His five-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and every move he made exuded an air of nobility.

This is the result of her years of cultivation, nurturing her body and changing her temperament, which naturally emerged from her practice.

"Junior Brother Fang, something has happened at Sudu Mountain."

This time, it was supposed to be the old man who came looking for you, but since I found out, I went in his place.

As she swept her fingers across the surface, her fingernails, gleaming with a spiritual light, revealed a section of jade bamboo shimmering with a bluish glow.

"The third-tier, mid-grade spiritual item, the Azure Sound Pure Heart Bamboo, is enough to refine an offensive treasure, which can be exchanged for the True Elixir of Rain Nourishment."

Junior Brother Fang, please don't refuse. This spirit bamboo is already the highest-grade wood-attribute spiritual object in the sect.

Not to mention the sect, Tian Quezi has plundered all the wood-based spiritual objects in the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World. Even if there are any that escaped, they are not as valuable as this Pure Heart Bamboo.

Even if the Azure Water Ancient Map is restored, and there's no shortage of defensive treasures, my junior brother still lacks an offensive treasure for protection.

Sensing the vigorous energy of the spiritual bamboo, a hint of excitement appeared in Fang Yi's eyes.

Wu Hua's sincerity is evident, and what he said is correct.

The value of a mid-grade, third-tier Azure Heart Bamboo is even greater than that of Runyu, a cultivator in the early stages of Core Formation.

Even if it's not used to refine a puppet, crafting a wood-attribute magic weapon is still quite an opportunity.

"Senior sister is very sincere, it's not that junior brother is being disrespectful," Fang Yi said, shaking his head slightly with regret.

"Master Runyu's elixir has already been refined into a spiritual medicine. Even if you wish to exchange it, Junior Brother, it is possible."

The Five-Flower Immortal's phoenix eyes furrowed slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife.

Seeing that Fang Yi remained unmoved and as imposing as a mountain, she spoke after a long while.

"Now that the true elixir has been refined into a spiritual medicine, let's leave it at that. We have already caused you trouble."

If you, junior brother, have the opportunity to obtain a water-attribute true pill in the future, you can exchange it with me for spiritual items, whether you are a demon beast or a cultivator.

In addition, there is another matter: Junior Brother Yan, who was stationed in Dadu Ancient City, discovered changes in the spiritual vein's energy, with hidden spiritual tide phenomena.

It must be that a cultivator has condensed a true core.

"Not a master from a major sect, but a rogue cultivator?" Fang Yi asked thoughtfully.

"What does Senior Brother Red Eyebrows mean?"

"Kill them!"
One Nine-Bend cultivator is enough; we cannot afford to have another Fire Path True Core cultivator adding to the sect's woes.

Wu Hua exuded a chilling aura, his eyes revealing a fierce killing intent.

"Da Yun's resources are limited, and the various sects cannot tolerate rogue cultivators who don't have true pills. Xuan Yang Mountain also cannot tolerate a rogue cultivator who doesn't have true pills."

Junior Brother Jiu Han has already broken through to the mid-stage of Core Formation, and he will personally make the trip this time.

In addition, the ancient city of Dadu also has the presence of the immortal Hu Lei and the venerable Yan Youtai.

My junior brother is concealing his cultivation level in order to hunt down the Demon King. This way, traveling together will serve as a cover.

"Such a grand scene?" Fang Yi's eyes gleamed.

Xuan Yang Mountain cannot accommodate rogue cultivators who have reached the Core Formation stage, as this involves a conflict of interest. However, the reaction of the Crimson Eyebrows this time surpasses that of a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation.

"One is at the mid-stage of Core Formation, and three are at the early stage of Core Formation. Just what is the background of that rogue cultivator?"

"Junior brother is very perceptive; this rogue cultivator is no ordinary person." Five-flowered eyes revealed admiration.

This time, Jiu Han was the main force in the attack, and Fang Yi would not say anything more if he did not speak.

"disease!"

A crimson scroll unfolded in the waterside pavilion. Within the scroll, a cultivator with an indistinct face, clad in feathered robes and a star-studded crown, wielded a jade ruler magic weapon, stirring up winds and clouds across a thousand miles.

"This is the information that the disciples of the sect have gathered." A hint of apprehension appeared in the eyes of True Person Wuhua.

"Senior Brother Tianque took action and activated the sect's treasure, the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Diagram, to divine the secrets of heaven."

This Core Formation cultivator's pill is not merely a high-grade True Pill, but rather a Golden Core grade pill.

Fire Spirit Root, Golden Core Formation, Cultivation at Sudu Mountain—so many conditions need to be verified.
A guess began to form in Fang Yi's mind.

"I've agreed to this. When shall we depart?"

"Three days later, apart from my junior brother, the sect will dispatch a new batch of cultivators to Dadu Ancient City as a cover."

Junior brother, be careful in your actions, lest those lowly maids of the Jade Water Pavilion discover your secrets.

The Five-Flower Immortal's expression was solemn.

Although True Immortal Crimson Eyebrows had kept a low profile and hadn't made a move in a long time, the fact that Xuan Yang Mountain possessed a fourth-tier fire-path inheritance was common knowledge among the cultivators of the Great Cloud Realm. The spiritual materials required by a rogue cultivator who had reached the Fire-path Golden Core stage were almost entirely compatible with those from the Azure Water Pavilion.

If the Azure Water Pavilion, Heavenly Blade Dock, or even the Nine-Bend True Man were to know this, they would certainly not hesitate to lend a helping hand and obstruct Xuan Yang Mountain's actions.

Given enough time, the Fire Dao Golden Core cultivator will most likely become a Great True Person. For the sake of his Dao path, he will inevitably contend with Xuan Yang Mountain.

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He was also a Golden Core cultivator, so he naturally knew the profound knowledge of a Golden Core True Person.

Xuan Yang Mountain dispatched Jiu Han, a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, with the assistance of a third-tier Heavenly Mystery Master and the support of True Person Hu Lei, demonstrating considerable caution.

Seeing this, Wu Hua did not delay. His robes fluttered as he transformed into a crimson streak of light and departed.

Fang Yi watched the disappearing light drift away, lost in thought.

Regardless of whether this golden core is Xu Qingshe or not, he still has to make a trip to Sudu Mountain.

Third-tier spiritual items are rare in the Great Cloud Realm, and the resources for Chi Yin's rapid advancement lie in the cultivators and demonic beasts within it.

Half an hour later.

Beside the more than half-cultivated third-tier medicinal fields, the earth's energy is so rich that it transforms into small dragons that burrow in and out of the soil.

The water and energy flowed within the Qinglin Pot, and spiritual rain fell gently, dissolving the stagnant earth energy.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Fang!" Liang Qu respectfully bowed. "Thank you for your help in refining the Azure Rain Pot, Senior Brother."

If we say that we respected Fang Yi before because he inspected Xuan Yang Mountain, snatched food from the tiger's mouth, and took out the Shennong and Tiangong tokens.

Now that he has obtained the Qinglin Pot, Liang Qu is truly leaning towards Fang Yi.

A near-third-tier spirit plant master holds a high position within the sect, supposedly on par with a pseudo-core cultivator, but ultimately falls short.

As for obtaining the support from the sect to advance a third-tier spirit plant master to a true pill?
Even with the protection of a Core Formation master on the Frost Mirror Peak, and no shortage of Core Formation materials, activating the Core Formation Cave within the sect still resulted in a failed Core Formation attempt.

As a plant cultivator without any powerful backers, his situation was even more difficult.

Before potential is transformed into cultivation, the support of Fang Yi, a sect leader who can command pseudo-core cultivators, is extremely important.

Fang Yi felt the earth's energy, which had been stagnant like a stubborn rock, gradually dissipating, and he nodded slightly.

Once the spirit field is fully cultivated, the Xuan Tian spirit vine can be planted.

This mysterious and wondrous thing, even just sprouting, brings benefits that already surpass all the initial investments.

If we could go further, I wonder how many benefits it would bring.

"Senior brother needs to lead the disciples to Sudu Mountain. Junior brother, I've been busy cultivating the medicinal fields these past few days."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Fang, at most another six months, this medicinal field will be able to harmonize the five elements and be fully cultivated," Liang Qu assured him.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, exchanged pleasantries, and then turned and left, heading towards the Shennong Secret Treasury.

Whether it's a third-tier spiritual healer or a third-tier poison master, they all need spiritual medicines.

Sudu Mountain is rich in monster resources, but its spiritual herbs are divided among various forces. In terms of the variety of spiritual herbs, it cannot compare to the Shennong Secret Treasury in the sect, which has been collected for many years.

Three days later.

Xuanyang Mountain is shrouded in mist, with cranes spreading their wings and dancing in the air, their cries melodious and clear, like a fairyland.

In front of the mountain gate, a jade archway stands tall, with two lines of inscriptions engraved on the jade pillars on both sides.

"Mysterious Peak Holds Up the Sun and Embraces the Heavenly Symbol"

"The Yang meridian connects the hidden realms and permeates the universe"

On the ship, which was over a hundred feet long, the cultivators were bustling about. They were dressed in plain clothes, and those with low cultivation levels had sorrowful faces and were terrified.

"Alas, Mount Sudu is treacherous. Wouldn't it be suicide for us Qi Refining cultivators to go there?"

"The sect's decrees cannot be disobeyed. We have ordinary spiritual roots and no talent for cultivating immortality."

If one desires to establish a foundation, only the opportunity to ascend to the Sudu Mountain can be found.”

Those dressed in magnificent robes, possessing profound knowledge and profound understanding, with swords at their waists, all had spirited expressions.

"We've taken out thirty-six Foundation Establishment Pills as a reward. This trip to Sudu Mountain is to gather enough merit to add another Foundation Establishment expert to our family."

"Boom!" A red glow appeared on the horizon, and flames surged. The cultivators focused their attention on the scene and whispered among themselves.

"The Xiao family? Descendants of a fake Core Formation cultivator, are they also heading to Sudu Mountain?"

“If the fake elixir master were here, there would be no need for this.”

"Now that Xiao Lie is dead, the sect leader is no longer the ancestor of the Xiao family," said a Foundation Establishment cultivator wearing a gilded robe and holding a beauty fan.

Xiao Demao, dressed in a black robe, slowly descended from the fire-patterned serpent, his gaze falling on the cultivator who had spoken.

Anger surged within him, but knowing that times had changed, he did not utter a word of rebuke. Instead, he smiled and exchanged pleasantries.

"Junior Brother Jiang Xing, I wonder how True Person Meng Chen is doing lately?"
"My Xiao family has collected a batch of Red Bud Spirit Tea, which we are about to send to the Hundred Herbs Pavilion."

"Red Bud Spirit Tea?" Jiang Xing gently waved his folding fan, quite tempted. But remembering Wu Mengchen's instructions, he scoffed.

"Your Xiao family has offended a powerful figure; you could be wiped out at any moment. I dare not accept this spiritual tea, lest I be implicated."

"You!" Xiao Demao's face turned bright red, and his lips trembled several times.

"Speaking nonsense and uttering rubbish, is this how Uncle Wu teaches his disciples?"

A bluish light swirled, and a delicate Bodhi branch suddenly appeared, swaying down like a willow branch in the wind.

"Smack!" A red mark appeared on Jiang Xing's fair cheek.

Xiao Yan wore a crimson lotus crown and a purple-gold brocade robe, holding a lush and verdant Bodhi branch in his hand, revealing his cultivation level of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.

"Junior Brother Jiang, how could I not know what important figure my Xiao family has offended that would want to wipe us out?"
Even if Ancestor Xiao Lie passes away, with me here, he is not someone that a mere opportunist can target.

"You!" Jiang Xing's face was gloomy as he recalled the days when he was bullied by the Xiao family.

The ink-painted beauty on the folding fan in his hand is graceful, and the pink light transforms into a mysterious needle.

Xiao Yan's limbs were relaxed, seemingly unaware of anything, but his eyes held a deep sense of apprehension.

He was well aware of the conflict between Xiao Lie and Fang Yi over who would become sect leader.

In just a few years, the situation on Xuan Yang Mountain changed dramatically, and the Xiao family's fortunes declined.

The fact that Yang Juyu of Tiangong Pavilion, Wu Mengchen of Baicao Pavilion, and Liang Qu, a near-third-tier spiritual plant master, assisted Fang Yi in his affairs is known to all the cultivators in the sect.

He could not leave Tianji Peak for a long time, and could not establish his authority without the help of Tianque Zhenren.

Those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage in the clan will inevitably be targeted by their fellow Foundation Establishment disciples, and even by those who have achieved the False Core Formation stage.

The bewitching bell in Xiao Yan's sleeve swayed, and invisible sound waves flowed, causing Jiang Xing's anger to surge.

"Ding!" A long pink needle shot out.

'It's done!' Xiao Yan thought with delight.

"Not good!" Jiang Xing snapped back to reality as he swayed the Bodhi tree branches, easily intercepting the long pink needle.

"Attack a fellow disciple! Jiang Xing, how dare you!" Xiao Yan roared. "Come with me to the Heavenly Punishment Hall."

He was secretly pleased. With Jiang Xing, this fake Dan disciple, setting an example, as long as he remained in power, the cultivators in the sect would not engage in such sycophantic behavior.

A long magical artifact shot out from his sleeve, and Xiao Yan's lips naturally curled up.

"Buzz!"

A vast expanse of green mist surged, and lotus blossoms swayed in the breeze, creating a sea of ​​lush green lotus flowers in front of the mountain gate.

Fang Yi, wearing a jade crown and a robe that symbolizes the transformation of mountains and rivers, strolled down from the sky with unrestrained elegance.

"Fellow disciples, I, Fang, greet you."

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A slight silence fell before the mountain gate, then one by one, the cultivators bowed and paid their respects.

"Disciple pays respects to the Sect Leader, wishing you eternal immortality."

Xiao Yan was extremely unwilling, but he still bowed and paid his respects.

He was resentful. If he hadn't become the sect leader, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could be called a True Person.

(End of this chapter)