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

Chapter 614 Each Gets What They Need, Green Snake Reappears

Seeing that Fang Yi was interested, Chen Xuan added more temptation.

"Fellow Daoist, your refinement of the Netherworld Corpse has reached the third level, and your Corpse Dao skills are extraordinary."

However, the spiritual herbs and precious materials in the Dayun region that are beneficial to the cultivation of us True Immortals are monopolized by major sects such as Xuanyang Mountain, Biyue Pavilion, and Tiandaowu.

Instead of collecting blood offerings at Sudu Mountain, do you intend to confront those factions head-on?

"Fellow Daoist's combat skills are extraordinary, but if you attract the attention of a Grandmaster in the late Core Formation stage, what chance do you have of surviving?"

A blood bead appeared in Chen Xuan's hand. With a slight surge of magic power, the chain-like inscriptions within the blood bead cracked open, releasing a fragrant blood aura.

"Fellow Daoist, take a look. This is the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl I collected during the previous beast tide. I refined it using a secret method, and its grade has now reached the lower third rank."

"A third-tier Blood Dao Spiritual Object?"

Fang Yi had not isolated himself from the outside world; within the withered and flourishing small grotto, Chi Yin's eyes gleamed with lust.

"Roar!"

The roars rose and fell in waves, crimson scales spread across the fair hands, and the aura of death emanated from them as they reached out into the cave.

"Chi Yin!"

Inside the cave, as Fang Yi's rebuke rang out, Chi Yin's face twisted as he forcibly suppressed his magical power, and dark corpse veins bulged on his handsome features.

"Yes! Chi Yin wants the Blood Pearl." Chi Yin's aggrieved thoughts kept entering Fang Yi's ears.

Seeing the pitiful, huddled-up child, Fang Yi sent a comforting divine thought to him.

Even with his consciousness erased, Chi Yin slowly awakens his intelligence as his cultivation level increases.
So be it. A refined corpse that has awakened its intelligence is far superior to an unintelligent one in terms of combat ability.

Furthermore, I have already condensed my Golden Core, enabling me to completely control a third-tier corpse refiner.

Fang Yi's expression was solemn. A deep yin energy surrounded the ancient banner, causing the banner surface to twist and appear with handprints.

Seemingly unable to suppress the Netherworld Corpse, a surging malevolent aura emanated from the banner.

'As expected, cultivators newly entering the Core Formation stage cannot easily control the refined corpses at the second level of Core Formation.'

Upon seeing this, a glint of light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes.

A spiritual light flickered in his sleeve, the inscription on the blood bead completely dissipated, and a dry wind carrying pure blood energy rushed towards him.

"Fellow Daoist, the cultivation of the Corpse Path cannot be separated from blood offerings. If you wish to improve your Netherworld Corpse and benefit your cultivation path..."

"If we miss this opportunity, there will never be another place in the Great Cloud where we can collect blood offerings so conveniently."

"Fellow Daoist, you have a cunning plan!"

Fang Yi snorted coldly, his expression feigning uncertainty, looking extremely unpleasant.

His withered fingers cast spells that transformed into black and white chains that fell and bound the struggling spirit banner.

After a long pause, as if persuaded, his cloudy eyes shifted, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Never mind." After a long while, he sighed. "The three righteous sects of Xuan Yang Mountain, Bi Shui Pavilion, and Tian Dao Dock have profound foundations, and the White Bone Sect and He Huan Sect are not to be underestimated either."

Such a powerful sect monopolizes third-tier spiritual objects, acting far too domineeringly. Don't blame me for taking this opportunity upon myself.

Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, please speak freely. How should I proceed?
The demonic tide surged, and the demon kings who appeared—Azure Cloud Crane, Crimson Fire Serpent, and Golden-Eyed Ape King—were all formidable opponents.

'It's done!'
"We demonic cultivators are brave and diligent; how could we possibly resist such an opportunity?" Chen Xuan felt much more at ease. As fellow demonic cultivators, they acted without restraint and naturally understood the thoughts of demonic cultivators.

A demonic cultivator who is down-to-earth and steady, and who doesn't kill or plunder, can never reach the Core Formation stage.

If this is the case in Dayu, then it is also true in Dayun, which is even more resource-poor.

He plotted to besiege the city with demonic beasts, but in terms of resources, he could not compare to the demonic beast forces in Sudu Mountain.

This opportunity only comes once in a lifetime. With the help of another Core Formation cultivator, the benefits gained from the beast tide will increase dramatically.

After the matter was over, the soul of the Core Formation True Person and the third-level refined corpse were also considerable gains.

With a smile on his lips, he patted his storage bag, and a three-foot-long jade box wrapped in azure spiritual light flew out.

"Crack!"

The sealing talisman ignited without wind, the magical restrictions dissipated, and the jade box slowly opened, revealing three sticks of brown spiritual incense inside.

"The third-grade low-level beast-attracting incense is colorless and odorless. It can replenish the blood and energy of demonic beasts and enhance their divine soul."

The only drawback is that it causes the demon beast's inner fire to blaze intensely; even a third-tier demon king cannot avoid this and can only suppress it.
If they were to truly clash with a Core Formation cultivator, then they would have no choice but to accept the consequences.

Fang Yi's expression changed slightly, and his eyes revealed a look of apprehension. "You stole the bloodline of the Azure Wood Spirit Demon?"

Fellow Daoist, you are truly skilled!
No wonder the ancient city of Dadu was besieged by the demon race. It seems you were also in the ancient city when the beast tide besieged it.

Fang Yi's soul trembled slightly, and his eyes subtly swept across a corner of the sky. A white bone token flew out from his sleeve.

"This old man, a withered soul, has been fortunate to encounter such an opportunity. I agree to this matter. When the beast tide rises, each beast soul and essence will rely on their own methods."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yi transformed into a ghostly green light and sped away.

Chen Xuan held the Beast Soul Furnace in his hand. After a slight hesitation, the eerie green light disappeared into the horizon, and no trace of its aura could be sensed.

Twenty breaths later, the brown light descended, and the surging sand and stones transformed into a stone platform.

A monk dressed as a middle-aged scholar, wearing a Confucian cap and sporting a three-foot-long beard, strolled out.

"Chen Xuan, did you let that Core Formation cultivator escape?"

“Uncle, that withered soul is cautious and has already escaped. I was afraid of arousing his suspicion, so I did not chase after him.”

However, the withered soul had already been tempted and desired the flesh and blood of the demon beast; now it was trapped.

Chen Xuan sensed the vanished aura and felt a pang of regret.

If they delay any longer, Chen Yuhua, a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, will arrive, and with their combined strength, the withered soul will surely meet a grim fate.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Uncle, is it that withered soul that discovered you were coming here and thus fled?"

Chen Yuhua had a fair complexion, stroked her three-foot-long beard, and had a sharp glint in her eyes.

"Impossible. I am at the mid-stage of Core Formation, and the [Breath of Earth Scripture] I practice is also top-tier among third-tier cultivation techniques."

Even a Grandmaster in the late stage of Core Formation would need to carefully investigate in order to find my whereabouts.

Xuan'er, send a message: this withered soul is merely a Corpse Dao True Person at the first level of Core Formation.

Such cultivation is not something I underestimate. Even if his pills are of extremely high quality, how could he possibly detect my presence?

After pondering for a moment, Chen Xuan nodded slightly and said regretfully, "In that case, this withered soul is quite lucky and has escaped a calamity."

"Although the cultivation world of Dayun is barren and not as prosperous as that of Dayu, it still has a great master in charge, which stabilizes its fortune."

"It's good to have a Corpse Daoist Master assisting us now. That withered soul, like us, is not a Great Cloud cultivator and has no background, so we have a basis for cooperation."

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Yuhua's eyes.

"In this way, I can free up a lot of energy to help Erxiang capture the Fire Dao Golden Core cultivator."

There are cultivators at Sudu Mountain who have formed their Golden Core, just like Erxiang.

"Once I capture it, I will use it as a blood sacrifice, along with the flesh and blood of the demon beast. Only then will the three of us have the foundation to establish a sect in the Great Cloud."

Chen Xuan smiled, feeling extremely happy as she thought about the future.

"Uncle is absolutely right. Once the Netherfire Sword is repaired, our Chen family will be able to establish our own sect and gain a firm foothold in the Great Yun cultivation world. If Erxiang's cultivation progresses smoothly, one day he will surely return to Great Yu to avenge his old grudges and..."

The voices gradually faded, and the crimson and brown beams of light disappeared in different directions.

Thousands of miles away, amidst rugged rocks, a silver beam of light rose from the ground.

Fang Yi reached out and picked up the adorable little beast. He then placed the fist-sized recording stone, imbued with several restrictions, into the spirit-sealing jade box.

His gaze was intense, and the Three Lives Stone within his soul emitted a faint, ethereal light, with the white-haired cultivator's phantom appearing and disappearing in the distance.

"Buzz!"

The Three Lives Stone dimmed, and the white-haired phantom became indistinct, turning into starlight and dissipating.

Fang Yi understood. He used the power of his divine soul from his previous life to restore himself to his peak, comparable to a Grand True Person in the late stage of Core Formation. He needed to continuously nourish himself with his divine soul for at least three years.

"A Daoist Master of the Earth, with a cultivation level of mid-stage Core Formation."

Although he tried his best to hide it, his aura was powerful and top-notch among those of the same level.
"Hey, that Beast Demon Master is far from skilled enough. Only a cultivator of that caliber could steal the Bloodline from the Azure Wood Spirit Demon."

Fang Yi's gaze was intense. He was not a true cultivator from the other cultivation world, but a demonic cultivator who had come with a banner, and he was unaware of the details of the demonic beast.

As the head of Xuan Yang Mountain, the sect's Scripture Pavilion and Wind Herald Tower are both open to him.

He knew all too well how capable Qingmu Lingxiao, a peak mid-tier third-order demon king, was.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep as he considered the cultivators he could rely on, including Jiu Han, Hu Lei, and Yan Youtai.

"If that's not enough, we can summon Nine Curves and Jade Pearl as well. As cultivators who threaten the ancient city of Dadu, we righteous cultivators will naturally rise up and attack them."

"However, we must first swallow the benefits, as the flesh and blood of a third-tier demon king will nourish the foundation of the Crimson Yin."

With this mid-stage Core Formation cultivator as my target, I can act more freely.
Having missed this opportunity, and without the assistance of a master of incense cultivation and the help of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, the next time will be far more difficult, with challenges at least several times greater.

Deep in the mountains, clouds and mist swirl, ancient trees twist and turn, blocking out the sun, and an eerie aura drapes the forest in a thin veil.

A ferocious-looking, imposing golden tiger; a leopard with eerie green eyes and a murderous aura; or perhaps a bewitching butterfly surrounded by a swarm of butterflies.
The normally unruly monsters were now cowering in their caves, concealing their auras, or burrowing underground, all trembling with fear, not daring to attract the attention of the two figures in the air.

"Boom!" The intense energy of two Core Formation cultivators collided violently, causing mountains to crumble and the earth to split open, with orange magma continuously gushing out from the ground.

"Buzz!"

The intense heat subsided and transformed into two large, red suns that rose into the sky.

One flame, like a rotating sun crown, appeared as Xu Qingshe, his expression solemn, summoning the Heaven and Earth Furnace, where golden spiritual light flowed and breathed in and out from all directions.

Feeling the faint pain in his meridians and the dim golden core in his dantian, he was filled with murderous intent.

"If he hadn't recently condensed his core, how could he have suffered such a severe injury?"

A faint light shimmered on the ancient bronze ring, and a hoarse voice spoke urgently.

"Green snake, hurry up and leave! Don't get entangled! A mid-stage Core Formation cultivator is chasing us!"

"Trying to leave!?" A young cultivator with a handsome face and extraordinary bearing sneered amidst the crimson sun, his dark light swirling around him.

"If I let you escape, how will I face anyone?"
"We are both Golden Core cultivators, yet your luck is somewhat lacking. I hope you will sacrifice your flesh and soul to help Erxiang."

Chen Erxiang grasped with his five fingers, and a rough, ancient longsword covered in cracks appeared in his hand.

As magic power was poured in, the dark longsword gleamed with a metallic luster, and raging netherfire descended with a fierce aura.

"Zheng!"

"Not good!" Xu Qingshe's expression changed drastically, and he spat out a mouthful of blood essence as a mist.

Inscriptions flowed across the Heaven and Earth Furnace, and phantoms of golden crows, fire dragons, and crimson-feathered phoenixes, along with various fire-elemental spirit beasts, surged about, their gilded light shining brightly.

"Crack!"

The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing against metal echoed for miles. A burst of divine soul power was unleashed, and Chen Erxiang's expression changed slightly. His magical power was slowed down by half a breath, and the dark longsword covered in cracks slashed down again.

"clang!"

The power of the divine soul was neutralized by the dark green sword light, and a stream of light shot out from the crimson spiritual tide.

With a swift movement of his five fingers, a broken piece of reddish-brown stove leg fell into his hand.

"Your life treasure is damaged, and you still want to leave? Dream on!"

Chen Erxiang took a step forward and sped towards the disappearing light, muttering to himself.

"The true masters who have condensed the golden elixir are indeed no ordinary people."

"If it weren't for the help of this Netherfire Sword, even if I could defeat this cultivator, I would have to pay a huge price."

While he felt fortunate, a sense of greed also arose within him.

Even in the Great Yu cultivation world, a Golden Core cultivator who dares to condense his core without a powerful backer is a rare find, perhaps only once every few hundred years.

Such an opportunity, yet he stumbled upon it.

Three days later.

A blurry phantom of a divine soul extended its five fingers, unleashing a stream of eerie green flames to block the broken ancient sword.

Then the crimson light vanished, and the bronze ring dimmed completely.

"Elder Chen!" Xu Qingshe felt as if his heart was bleeding, but he dared not delay. He burned his life essence and used the Blood Escape Technique.

"boom!"

The firelight dimmed, the spiritual energy dissipated, and Chen Yuhua felt the vanished energy, her face turning pale.

"A divine soul technique almost like that of a Grandmaster, this junior actually has such a trump card. It's a pity that this Golden Core cultivator is alone."

Chen Erxiang's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "Uncle, rest assured. We are both Golden Core cultivators. That cultivator has damaged his life essence, and it's unknown whether he can maintain his pill quality."

Once enough demonic beast blood, flesh, and souls are collected, what good is a Golden Core cultivator? They are ultimately only at the early stage of Core Formation.

In the ancient city of Dadu, within a cave dwelling with walls of jade and tiles of glazed tiles, the bamboo rustles softly.

A figure with a low aura, concealed by a gray cloak, stepped out of the cave.

Sensing the powerful aura emanating from the lakeside, a fleeting look of envy flashed in Xu Qingshe's eyes. If he had the protection of a sect, he wouldn't have been injured like this.

Unfortunately, the bronze ring on his person involved Old Chen's private safety, so he dared not take the slightest risk.

He frowned and said with a wry smile, "Senior Brother Fang, it's been a long time. I've come to ask for your help, and I hope you'll lend a hand."

Sensing Xu Qingshe's pure magical power and low energy, Fang Yi's expression darkened slightly. His magical power was leaking out uncontrollably, indicating that his golden core was damaged and his divine sense was unstable.

"Damaged to the core? Both the soul and physical body are severely injured. Green Snake, who did this?!"

The banners of decay and prosperity of the Void Realm fluttered behind him, and the life force of the Wood element cascaded down like a waterfall.

His fingertips moved in various hand gestures, gathering vitality and drawing upon the power of the wood spirit, transforming it into waves of azure light.

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Medical Secrets: The Five Lotus Qi Nourishing Method
The banners of decay and prosperity fluttered in the Void Realm. A phantom of a demon god, wearing a crown of creation and a robe of longevity made of Yi wood, with a compassionate expression, flew with six arms, forming a lotus mudra.

The phantom images of the five-colored lotus and the jade lingzhi mushroom appeared, then transformed into sweet dew that fell through the robes, nourishing Xu Qingshe's damaged meridians and dim soul.

With the blessing of the power of the withering and flourishing magic, the two secret techniques displayed the power of third-tier healing techniques.

(End of this chapter)