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

Chapter 616 Commanding the Cultivators, the Green Snake is Grateful
Over the next three days, the entire storeroom of Duobaoge in the ancient city of Dadu was emptied, and all the vital energy-replenishing elixirs were gone.

The disciples of Xuan Yang Mountain kept disappearing into the shadows, and more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators went to the dark markets of forces such as Biyue Pavilion, Fengling Immortal City, Baigu Sect, Tiandao Dock, and Hehuan Sect to purchase spiritual herbs.

Sheng Bo'an personally went to several hidden spiritual sites, retrieved the spiritual herbs, and then visited each of the fake alchemy families in Sudu Mountain to exchange them for spiritual herbs.

The fake Core Formation cultivators from forces such as Nine-Bend True Man, White Bone Sect, and Heavenly Blade Dock, though somewhat curious, did not delve into the matter due to their respect for Thunder-Calling True Man.

Inside the Xuanzhen Academy, as the cultivators from the sect continuously brought her spiritual medicines, Xu Qingshe's face lit up with joy, and the intense pain in her dantian seemed to ease a bit.

He twirled the bronze ring on his index finger and sighed.

"Senior Brother Fang, almost all of the Xuan Yang Mountain disciples in Dadu Ancient City have been put to use."

Even if I were to achieve a complete victory, I could at most summon one or two fake alchemists; such a scenario is utterly impossible.”

"It's not that I have a big reputation, it's that Master Hu Lei has a deep foundation." Fang Yi's eyes showed a hint of astonishment, he was wary of Master Hu Lei.

However, mobilizing all the fake alchemists in Xuan Yang Mountain is clearly not something that can be done overnight.

Regardless of whether it is the Xuan Yang, Tian Ji, or Zu Shi Tang lineages, or even a pure-born fake elixir, none of them disobey the decrees of the Thunder God.

Xu Qingshe knew that he had no prior relationship with Hu Lei Zhenren, and that the current situation was entirely due to Fang Yi's abilities.

He expressed his gratitude. "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Fang. Please ask Master Hu Lei to take action."

"We've known each other for years, there's no need for such childish behavior." Fang Yi nodded slightly, his demeanor gentle and refined, his movements graceful.

Xu Qingshe pondered the wealth in his storage bag, considering how to make amends.

Fang Yi's help was a favor to him, but asking Master Hu Lei to mobilize the cultivators would inevitably come at a great cost.

He will remember this kindness and it is his duty to make amends.

Only through reciprocity and mutual support can this precious friendship last.

Three days later, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the autumn wind was biting.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, the Xuanzhen Temple can be faintly seen, with its glazed tiles, white jade walls, and vermilion gates adorned with incantations and prohibitions.

Master Hu Lei had long, flowing hair and wore a purple robe, walking with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger.

Sheng Bo'an, with a storage bag embroidered with herbs hanging from his waist, followed closely behind with his hands hanging down.

"Junior Brother Fang, Hu Lei has come to visit!"

"Whoosh!" The clouds and mist churned, the restrictions dissipated, and a narrow, winding path appeared.

Master Hu Lei paused slightly and reminded him, "Bo An, remember what I told you, don't be so arrogant anymore."

"Master, rest assured, your disciple will do his utmost to befriend Uncle Fang." Sheng Bo'an clenched his fist, veins bulging on his arm, his nerves on edge.

He knew that, throughout Xuan Yang Mountain and even the entire Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, his only hope for resuming his cultivation path lay with Fang Yi.

Upon seeing this, Master Hu Lei nodded slightly. Cultivators who practice thunder magic are known for their explosive tempers, even more so than those who practice fire magic.

Sheng Bo'an was one of the best among them, and with this spirit, he made great progress and overwhelmed his peers in Xuan Yang.

But because of this, their path was cut off by a scheme.

"Senior Brother Hu Lei, you certainly value this disciple highly." In the Four Directions Pavilion, a water mirror floated, and Fang Yi looked at the reflection in the mirror and sighed.

"Master, you are unaware of this." Gu Jiushang bowed and took out plates of spiritual dishes from the food box.

According to Qingfeng's investigations in Dadu Ancient City in recent years, Sheng Bo'an's status within the sect was even higher than that of Master Hengyi.

"Is that so?" Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhang Hengyi forged a superior Dao foundation and was already known as the contemporary senior brother of Xuan Yang Mountain when he was building his foundation. Sheng Bo'an was also building his foundation, yet he was able to achieve such a status.

His eyes gleamed as he made a mental note of the matter, then turned to the red-robed cultivator surrounded by the wafting fragrance of medicine.

"Green Snake, you should avoid the situation for now. Your Fire Path Golden Core is still unstable, so it's best not to expose yourself."

"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother." Xu Qingshe was slightly surprised.

He and Fang Yi had a friendship spanning over a century, supporting each other on their respective paths.

Even when he was severely injured and at his lowest point, he still dared to go to Xuanzhen Academy, which shows that he believed Fang Yi would not harm him.

"Senior Brother Fang has advanced to the Core Formation stage and is now the sect leader of Xuan Yang Mountain. Yet he still tells me to act in secrecy."
Elder Chen vaguely sensed that there was a third-tier fire vein within the gate, and a powerful cultivator seemed to be hiding there.

From within the bronze ring, Old Chen's weak voice rang out. 'Young Xu, now you know why I advised you to stay away from Xuan Yang Mountain.'

"Think of the Core Formation cultivator who wants your life; he is also a Fire Path Golden Core cultivator. In his eyes, you are the most superior treasure for refining spiritual objects."

A feng shui compass spun, adjusting the wind and gathering water, transforming into a roll of green silk to conceal the energy. Xu Qingshe slowly sank into the ground, sighing inwardly.

'If it weren't for Elder Chen's guidance, the moment the elixir was formed would have been the moment the Green Serpent perished.'
Xuan Yang Mountain possesses a fourth-tier lineage, with the Ancestral Hall and Tianji Peak lineage continuously producing true masters.

However, the Xuan Yang lineage remained silent for over three hundred years, with no record of the birth of a true elixir of fire.

I initially thought it was due to the decline of the Daoist lineage, but now it seems the underlying issues are unfathomable.

Inside the bronze ring, 'Old Chen' chuckled awkwardly, glancing at Fang Yi, who was activating a secret technique to 'heal' the Seven Rings. His laughter was strange.

Given his personality, if he discovers that there is a third-order fire vein hidden in Xuan Yang Mountain, relying on his remaining Nascent Soul foundation, he will most likely continue to explore and seek opportunities.

How to persuade Xu Qingshe to leave?

Seeing that Fang Yi, the Little Xuanwu, was meticulous in his actions, he almost never returned after leaving the Xuan Yang Mountain Gate.

He said contentedly.

'Young Xu, before you mastered the Heaven and Earth Furnace Technique, your soul was corrupted by the dryness.'

Learn more from cultivators like Fang Yi, whose combat skills are extremely ordinary and rely on time to accumulate experience.

But when it comes to seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, and preserving one's life, even diviners who cultivate the art of divination are three parts weaker than these old tortoises who have been practicing for many years.

A quarter of an hour later.

Master Hu Lei stepped out of the bluestone path and looked at the lush green bamboo in the courtyard, which was no longer upright, with withered branches and leaves, and a dim yellow color.

The lotus flowers in the pond have withered, leaving only a few lotus roots clinging to life.

"The spiritual energy has been completely drained, and the life force of the first-tier spiritual plant has been completely absorbed. Junior Brother Fang, how could your demonic pet be injured to this extent?"

Fang Yi understood.

The Purple Light Token mobilizes the third-tier spiritual veins in the ancient city, which involves the very foundation of the Great Expansion Ancient City. Even if he has impeccable lineage, he cannot completely reassure True Person Hu Lei.

Moreover, Master Hu Lei must have a way to counter it.

There is no other reason.

It's all about self-interest!
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Senior Brother Hu Lei." A ray of spiritual light descended from Fang Yiyun's sleeve, and a lotus bud about ten feet long rose from the ground.

"disease!"

As the lotus bud unfolds its petals, a small, silvery-white beast, barely breathing, lies on the lotus platform.

The purple light swirled in the eyes of the Thunder God, his pupils contracted slightly, and he unleashed his pupil technique.

A moment later, sensing the remaining life force of the Seven Commandments, he showed anger.

"Junior Brother Fang, who dares to damage the foundation of my Xuan Yang Mountain?"

Having determined that the Seven Precepts were almost like a candle flickering in the wind, the Thunder-Calling Immortal felt no anger or resentment whatsoever; his heart was as calm as still water, devoid of joy or sorrow.

The ancient city of Dadu has been established for two hundred years. His disciples, descendants, and the cultivators who rely on it all cultivate here, making it a deeply rooted and powerful place.

Compared to Xuanyang Mountain, Dadu Ancient City is the true foundation of our base. As long as we don't shake the foundation of the ancient city, it wouldn't be a bad idea to use the Purple Light Token to give Fang Yi some face.

"Bo'an, give the last few spiritual medicines to your Uncle Fang Yi."

"Yes!" Sheng Bo'an smiled, his demeanor humble, and bowed slightly as he handed over the bulging storage bag at his waist.

He showed none of the arrogance and recklessness he usually displayed when leading the cultivators of the ancient city.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Hu Lei. I have prepared some spiritual dishes for you to try."

After expressing his gratitude, Fang Yi probed the storage bag with his divine sense to carefully examine the quality of the spiritual medicine. The sooner Xu Qingshe's injuries were healed, the fewer future troubles there would be.

A few moments.

Inside the pavilion, five open jade boxes filled with the fragrance of medicine wafted out, while two magical water bottles floated in the air, rippling with light.

Fang Yi sensed the vibrant life force of the spiritual herbs in the box. The three near-third-tier spiritual herbs were still wrapped in spiritual soil at their roots, demonstrating meticulous care and attention to detail. "I've gathered all the spiritual herbs in just three days. Many thanks to Senior Brother Hu Lei for his help."

Master Hu Lei declined, saying, "This matter is all thanks to Bo An's efforts. As an elder, Junior Brother Fang Yi, there's no need for you to worry about it."

Fang Yi understood that this was an attempt to do a favor for his disciple, and he showed his approval to Sheng Bo'an. "Thank you for your hard work and for your trouble, Junior Nephew Sheng. I will remember this."

After the Seven Precepts were settled, Fang immediately treated his nephew's old wounds.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Fang!" Sheng Bo'an's heart was surging with emotion, and his body trembled slightly.
Master Hu Lei felt a little relieved.

Mobilizing 80% of the Foundation Establishment cultivators and all the pseudo-Dan cultivators of Sudu Mountain would require leveraging personal connections and paying a considerable price, even with his deep-rooted influence.

Now that Fang Yi has accepted this favor, it couldn't be better. Whether the healer contributed six-tenths of his strength or went all out to cure his old ailment, only Fang Yi himself knows.

Fang Yi grasped with his five fingers, and a pale blue spirit-sealing box fell into his palm.

He then took out a bulging gold-embroidered pouch and pushed it in front of Hu Lei Zhenren.

"Senior brother, I have another request."

Master Hu Lei took the embroidered pouch, scanned the five-colored spirit stones inside with his divine sense, and estimated that they were nearly 30% more valuable than the spirit medicines.

He tucked the embroidered pouch into his sleeve, a slight smile playing on his lips. Fang Yi was so good at handling people; he could also make a small profit. "Junior Brother Fang, please speak freely."

Fang Yi took out a crimson ginseng, slightly activated his magic power, and a hot, medicinal fragrance rose up.

"Senior brother, this Crimson Blood Ginseng has barely reached the third rank. Its fiery nature has not yet dissipated, so its quality is somewhat lacking."

However, it lacked the necessary skill to be considered a main ingredient.

“Junior brother has a good eye. This Crimson Blood Ginseng was planted next to a third-level fiery spring, which allowed it to advance to the third level, but its quality is not as good as that of spiritual herbs that grow on their own.”

Master Hu Lei put down his jade chopsticks and said, "However, this is already the highest-grade spiritual medicine that can replenish vital energy that we could find."

Among the other medicinal herbs that replenish vital energy, there is a high-quality Astragalus-Nourishing Qi Ganoderma, which, despite its pure medicinal properties, has no heat-inducing effects.

But its rank is only near-third tier.

Fang Yi gazed leisurely, pointed to the Xuanji Academy, and said meaningfully.

"Junior brother, how did you hear that Senior Brother Yan has a Crimson Blood Ginseng that is nearly a mid-grade third-rank plant?"

"I wonder if I could trouble you, senior brother, to make a trip for Xiao Qi."

"How did Junior Brother Fang know?" Master Hu Lei was slightly surprised, for he also knew about the Crimson Blood Ginseng.

However, not to mention the difference in the value of spirit ginseng in spirit stones, the price paid by a fake Core Formation cultivator is vastly different from that of a Core Formation cultivator who owes a favor.

Master Hu Lei felt that the embroidered pouch in his sleeve was burning hot.

Fang Yi smiled, picked up a piece of green bamboo shoot with his jade chopsticks, and put it in his mouth. As he chewed, the sweet taste permeated his lips and teeth.

Given how much Master Hu Lei values ​​Sheng Bo'an, he might have backed down if the numerous spiritual herbs hadn't been retrieved.

Having paid such a high price, with such heavy sunk costs, Master Hu Lei has absolutely no chance of retaliating.
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As time passed, only the sound of jade chopsticks clattering against blue-and-white porcelain remained in the Shifang Pavilion.

Fang Yi leisurely savored the spiritual food. For Xu Qingshe's future path, he was willing to pay the price and offend Hu Lei Zhenren, the magnanimous tiger of the Immortal City.

Master Hu Lei's expression was unpredictable, with wind and thunder howling between his robes.

"Fine! Junior Brother Fang has me figured out."

This matter ends here. After I, Bo'an, am recuperating, I need to see Junior Brother Fang's sincerity.

"You might as well tell your junior brother that Bo'an was also a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator back then. To heal old injuries, the usual [Great Physician's Diagnosis Method] might not be enough."

Fang Yi hesitated slightly, then chuckled gently, displaying gentlemanly courtesy. "Don't worry, Senior Brother Hu Lei, we cultivators are not disciples of the demonic path."

How could I go back on my word to my senior brother?

"Junior brother had better remember what he said. The Ancestral Hall lineage is not what it used to be."

Even the strongest cultivator is still quite a distance from the mid-stage of Core Formation.

Thunder rumbled, purple lightning flashed, and Hu Lei Zhenren and Sheng Bo'an disappeared together into the Four Directions Pavilion.

"I am grateful for your help, Senior Brother, and I apologize for offending Master Hu Lei." Xu Qingshe, holding a feng shui compass, rose from the ground with gratitude on his face.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly. "Senior Brother Hu Lei is being secretive about Sheng Bo'an; he must have his own ulterior motives."

The cost of healing a high-grade Foundation Establishment cultivator is vastly different from that of a mid-grade Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Fang Yi was curious about what secret method Sheng Bo'an, a pseudo-core cultivator in the body refining path, used to attempt to break through to the core formation stage again.

Mysterious cave dwelling, winding stream, lotus flowers swaying.

Inside the waterside pavilion, Yan Youtai held a pot of crimson wine, gazing at the ink stains on the silk cloth on the stone table, his heart filled with vigilance.

The third-grade low-level Crimson Blood Ginseng that Master Hu Lei requested was presented as a tribute by a fake Core Formation Master under his command a month ago. Only three to five cultivators knew about it beforehand, and they were all seasoned cultivators from Tianji Peak.

'This Senior Brother Hu Lei is not as indifferent to worldly affairs as he usually appears.'

Yan Youtai drank a cup of crimson wine, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Brother Hu Lei is very well-informed. I obtained this Crimson Blood Ginseng by chance."

Although this elixir has reached the third tier, it neither increases magical power nor helps break through bottlenecks. What use is it to you, Senior Brother?

Master Hu Lei spoke up. "Junior Brother Yan, this matter concerns the secrets of my cultivation, please forgive me for not being able to disclose it."

"Is this what Junior Brother Fang needs?" Yan Youtai asked with a burning gaze and certainty. "I have also heard about the mobilization of cultivators in the city these past few days."

"Senior brother has put in so much effort, when did you become so close to Junior Brother Fang?"

"Junior Brother Yan, this is what I need!"

Is my junior brother truly willing to part with what he has?

Master Hu Lei looked depressed, thinking of Sheng Bo'an, and did not reveal Fang Yi's background.

He had witnessed the feud between the two during his many years in charge of Dadu Ancient City, so how could he not know it?

"Is that so?"

Yan Youtai hesitated for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and the sound transmission jade at his waist rippled with blue light.

If Fang Yi were to come, he would naturally be unwilling to give up the position, but Master Hu Lei spoke up.

He sighed inwardly; Fang Yi had indeed found the right person.

Although he was somewhat concealing his abilities, as the next peak master of Tianji Peak, he was far more than just a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator like Hu Lei Zhenren.

This level of cultivation is quite different from that of the early stage of Core Formation. Apart from Chi Mei and Tian Que, Hu Lei's cultivation is the most outstanding among the sect members. Thunder Dao cultivators are also good at fighting.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chu Xiang, holding the jade box, stepped into the waterside pavilion, knelt on one knee, and spoke respectfully.

"Master, this is your miraculous medicine."

As evening fell, dark clouds obscured the moon, leaving only a few scattered starlight.

In the Xuanzhen Academy, Fang Yi watched Hu Lei Zhenren leave, holding the Sealing Spirit Box with a satisfied look in his eyes.

"Many thanks to Senior Brother Hu Lei for his help this time."

The purple light paused slightly, then fled even faster, as Hu Lei Zhenren cursed.

"That bastard! Including the spirit ginseng in Yan Youtai's possession, I haven't earned a single spirit stone."

"Buzz!"

Fang Yi summoned the bluish-gray cauldron and spat out a stream of alchemical fire.

Xu Qingshe stroked the Crimson Blood Ginseng with the care of a lover.

Although he spent over ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, the spirit medicine was almost a mid-grade third-tier medicine, which could not be obtained with just spirit stones.

'Old Master Chen, I wish to ask my senior brother to share that fortunate opportunity with me…'

(End of this chapter)