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

Chapter 619 Refining the Nine Injuries Again, the Green Serpent Emerges from Seclusion

"Qingfeng, come with me."

A quarter of an hour later, the door to the quiet room closed, and Fang Yi took out a gilded pearl from his sleeve.

Within the jewel, the majestic phantom of a lion appears and disappears.

Sensing the yearning emanating from his bloodline, a hazy, gray phantom of a gluttonous beast with bloodshot eyes appeared behind Gu Jiushang.

He clenched his fist, and the veins on his neck bulged like earthworms.

Gu Jiushang struggled to suppress the greed deep within his bloodline and pleaded.

"Master, what is this precious pearl?"

"A mid-grade third-tier demon king, whose bloodline is extracted from the flesh and bones of a golden-armored lion."

Fang Yi smiled, quite satisfied with Gu Jiushang's earlier restraint of his greed.

"Senior Brother Gu, more than a hundred years ago, you were harmed by a cultivator from the half-demon clan, and your bloodline foundation was irreversibly eroded."

Using the [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Feast], they managed to cook a Foundation Establishment cultivator and a second-tier demon beast to condense their Dao Foundations, but ultimately fell short, only achieving a mid-grade Dao Foundation.

"If we were to refine this demonic beast's bloodline now, would it offer an opportunity to mend our foundation? Senior Brother, are you willing to take the risk?"

More than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu Jiushang was in a daze, his eyes filled with hatred.

If it weren't for the injury inflicted by the half-demon, whose foundation was eroded by the bloodline of the demon beast, his friends and fellow disciples would not have perished one after another because of this.

Although he has turned misfortune into blessing and now has the potential to form a core, the blood feud from the past is still etched in his heart.

He bowed deeply, his expression resolute. "Master, Jiu Shang is willing to risk everything for this opportunity!"

"Senior Brother Gu, this pearl is made from the bones of a golden-armored lion, and it contains the essence of a third-tier demon king."

If one refines a half-demon bloodline to its fullest potential, they will be neither human nor demon.

Fang Yi paused slightly. "Would Senior Brother be willing?"

Gu Jiushang activated his magic power, and gray light emanated from his meridians, penetrating his robes. Intricate and sinister patterns were outlined on his face, making him look like a vengeful ghost, terrifying and frightening.

He laughed nonchalantly. "While Master returned to Xuan Yang Mountain to cultivate and condense his inner core, I have not wasted my time either."

"Look, can I still be considered human now?"

"Possessed by the Xuan Taotie pattern? Senior Brother Gu has top-tier talent in the art of cooking."

Fang Yi's eyes showed admiration, and the Xuan Tao pattern appeared. He needed to use the [Xuan Tao Hundred-Day Banquet], a culinary evil technique, to advance to the quasi-third rank.

Afterwards, one purifies the mind, spirit, and body, and then cooks a two-legged sacred sheep as a sacrifice to oneself, eating it for a hundred days to achieve this level of culinary perfection.

"Thanks to the Black Abyss Island left by the master, and the great help of Master Fan Dacheng of the Fan family, who used danger as bait on several occasions."

Gu Jiushang smiled, revealing exceptionally sharp, porcelain-white teeth.

"The spies of the Jade Water Pavilion, the White Bone Sect, and the Joyful Union Sect possess pure blood essence and rich, chewy bone marrow."

With this benefit, I was able to take this step.

"Great Completion?" Fang Yi calculated with his fingers and sighed. "He is now over one hundred and sixty years old, but unfortunately he is stuck in the early stage of Foundation Establishment due to the [Adding Oil to Light the Lamp Method], and has made no further progress."

His son, Fan Yong, has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining; the Fan family will soon be without a successor.”

Fang Yi held up the gilded pearl with his five fingers, his expression solemn, and spoke.

"Senior Brother Gu, even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator holds a banquet to replenish the physical body..."

However, with a Foundation Establishment level nine cultivation, refining a third-tier mid-grade demon king bloodline is fraught with danger.

One wrong step and one's foundation is destroyed. It is even worse than the great achievement of burning one's lifespan by practicing the "adding oil to the lamp" method.

Are you sure?
"If he is unwilling, with your current foundation, Senior Brother, you have a 70-80% chance of condensing a true core."

Gu Jiushang put away his gray robe embroidered with gold thread, revealing his strong and muscular body covered with sinister patterns.

His eyes burned with passion, and a wildfire raged within him.

"Master, please take action. If the time is not right and the foundation is destroyed, it will be because Jiu Xin's spirit is not strong enough."

At that time, I hope that you will not hesitate to use the Nine Wounds Body to refine it into a corpse puppet, so that it may contribute to your final journey on the path of cultivation.

Fang Yi's gaze fell upon Gu Jiushang, meeting his eyes and sensing the submissive yet resolute intent in Gu's gaze.

"Then let's begin."

He waved his sleeves, holding a gilded pearl in his hand.

"disease!"

"Roar!" A powerful and majestic roar resounded, and a golden-armored lion with golden mane and a strong and slender body pounced on Gu Jiushang from the treasure.

"puff!"

Blood mist erupted from Gu Jiushang's limbs and bones, as if a file was scraping away flesh and soul, scraping away bone and marrow, causing Gu's face to contort.

"Um"

Gu Jiushang clenched his teeth, and traces of blood flowed from his gums. He couldn't help but groan.

"Meditation!"

"Concentrate!"

"Focus your mind on the One, and unleash your magical power."

Fang Yi emitted a resounding bell-like sound, a deep and calming tone that slightly restored Gu Jiu's soul, which had been almost unresponsive from the pain.

"Senior Brother Gu, activate the [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet] at full power, using the essence of this Golden Armor Lion's body as ingredients."

Only by digesting this spiritual object can one have the possibility of refining the entire essence of this demon king, even at a higher level.

Gu Jiushang regained some of his senses and immediately activated the [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet] with all his might.

He had assumed that, given Fang Yi's past behavior and his willingness to speak up, he was at least 70-80% certain of refining the blood essence of a third-tier demon king.

Feeling the cracks spreading through his meridians, Gu Jiushang knew that if he were to slacken his efforts even slightly, not only would his journey on the road be short, but his life would also come to an end.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

A hazy, gray mist rolled in, filled with a fierce aura. A phantom of a gluttonous beast with a bull's head and a horse's body, and wolf fangs and sharp claws, roared to the sky.

The Taotie opened its blood-red maw, and a suction force, like a vortex, swallowed the blood mist that the magical body had just spewed out.

Then, with a swift claw, it swallowed the golden demon king's blood bead in an instant.

"Crack!" "Pfft!" "Thump!"

Blood mist splattered everywhere, Gu Jiushang's muscles twisted, and the sound of tearing meridians came from his body.

Behind Fang Yi, the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner fluttered, and a slender humanoid demon god with six arms waved, forming the Sweet Dew Mudra, his face showing compassion.

Quasi-Tier 3 Medical Secret Technique: Minor Sweet Dew Method!

Three runes emerged from the golden core, transforming into a Dharma wheel. Azure vitality surged upwards, and together with the power of decay and prosperity, pushed the secret technique past the threshold of the third stage.

As the rain fell, passing through the Dharma body, Fang Yi saw that Gu Jiushang's expression had eased slightly, so he stopped attacking.

"Chef Gu!?"

Seven Commandments emerged from the ground, his dark pupils filled with concern.

She and Gu Jiushang were old acquaintances, having fed each other for over a hundred years, and their friendship was deep. She did not want his path to end there.

"Master, what about other medical secrets?"

Five Lotus Qi Nourishing Method, Mysterious Ganoderma Spirit Ascension Method, or Yi Wood Meridian Method—quickly lend Chef Gu a helping hand!
With the bloodline of a third-tier demonic beast eroding his power, how could he possibly maintain his foundation without external assistance?

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold and ruthless.

"Once the arrow is released, there is no turning back. This blood essence entering the body is the simplest step."

If one cannot overcome this step on their own, how can they then completely absorb the blood essence and refine their foundation?

"Master!" The silver-white beast trembled slightly, about to speak again to persuade him.

"Little Seven, what Master said is true!" Gu Jiushang endured the excruciating pain, his temple veins throbbing, and spoke intermittently.

"This matter can only be handled by myself."

"puff!"

The blood mist erupted again, Gu Jiushang's energy was low, and his life force was as weak and dim as a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Qi Jie's pupils widened in shock, and he immediately took out a bottle of pills from his storage pouch. The pills, the size of dragon eyes, flew out of the jade bottle and headed towards Gu Jiu's wound. "A low-grade third-tier Azure Essence Pill? The Green Snake just gave it to you?" Fang Yi pinched the pill between two fingers, preventing it from falling into Gu Jiu's wound.

"Master!" Seven Precepts looked anxious and at a loss.

If this continues, Gu Jiu will either die or have his cultivation path completely destroyed.

"Master, you went to great lengths to refine Chef Gu to the peak of Foundation Establishment. Are you just going to watch him walk his own path to death?"

Fang Yi's eyes were icy, and his tone was chilling. "This path is Senior Brother Gu's own choice. If he dies because of it..."

That only shows that his blessings were insufficient, and his path to enlightenment has come to an end. I will, according to his last wishes, refine him into a corpse puppet.

The next day, a ray of sunlight rose in the sky, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the cultivators coming and going in the ancient city of Dadu.

A white jade platform hung high above Xuanzhen Garden. Hengdaozi led seven cultivators down onto the jade platform.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators chatted and laughed, as if on a spring outing, carefree and at ease. Asking a third-level spiritual doctor to take action would be a huge expense.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators of Tiandaowu surrounded Hengdaozi with great admiration, praising him.

"Uncle Hengdao has such discerning eyes that he was able to persuade the sect leader of Xuanyang Mountain to treat us free of charge."

“Senior Brother Chen is mistaken.” A plump cultivator, dressed in a golden robe, said.

Seeing that all his fellow disciples were focused on him and the atmosphere was slightly cold, he said, sticking out his belly.

"How could the skill of my Uncle Hengdao be described by a mere discerning eye?"
Senior Brother Chen is far too narrow-minded! How could he possibly dismiss Martial Uncle Hengdao's painstaking efforts with just a few words of "discerning insight"?

"Sycophant!" Senior Brother Chen's face twitched slightly as he saw Hengdaozi's eyes narrowed and his lips curled up slightly.

He quickly continued speaking.

"Slap! Slap!" With his face red and swollen, Senior Brother Chen slapped himself twice, bowing and apologizing.

"Uncle Hengdao, please forgive me. I was blinded by greed and failed to see your painstaking efforts."

"It's nothing, Junior Nephew Chen, there's no need to take it so seriously."

He held the knife horizontally with both hands, as if making a gesture of support.

Looking at the Foundation Establishment cultivators who were either pale-faced or had low energy, and hearing the endless praise around him.

He gradually came to understand the intentions of the true master in the sect.

Without joining forces with the Azure Water Pavilion, how can we gain enough benefits from Fang Yi, the head of the Xuan Yang Mountain sect?

A third-tier spiritual healer treating a severely injured Foundation Establishment cultivator starts at 300 low-grade spirit stones, with no upper limit.

These seven Foundation Establishment cultivators alone saved Tian Dao Wu a third-grade low-level spiritual item.

"My fellow disciples, rest assured, with a third-level spiritual physician treating you, your injuries will surely heal."

Even though Hengdaozi knew the increasingly enthusiastic flattery was fake, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

In particular, there were several members of the Chen family among them. Although he relied on the power of Jade Pearl Master, he was a genuine disciple of the sect who had sought to gain benefits.

Hengdaozi's expression turned slightly solemn. He straightened his clothes, his sleeves fluttering, and with a deep breath, he spoke in a powerful voice.

"Master Fang, with his compassionate heart, led the disciples of Tiandaowu and came to visit as promised."

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The Xuanzhen Garden was completely silent, with the occasional sound of bamboo leaves falling.

Hengdaozi's face stiffened slightly, as if he had a thorn in his back; his previous praise seemed to turn into contempt.

His magical power spread far and wide, and he spoke.

"Sect Leader Fang, Hengdaozi has arrived with the disciples of Tiandaowu."

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Within the Xuanzhen Garden, the clouds and mist remained unchanged, and there was no response.

"Fang Yi, the dignified sect leader of Xuan Yang Mountain, are you perhaps going to break your contract?!"

Hengdaozi's face was sinister. He could already sense several divine senses rising around him, watching him make a fool of himself.

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, so arrogant!"

The golden dagger rose from his hand, and the gray pseudo-elixir in his dantian spun rapidly.

"Zheng!"

The Golden Knife Talisman emits and emits blade light, its precious radiance flowing. Even without drawing upon spiritual veins, it is still a powerful low-grade magic weapon, symbolizing the authority of the Heavenly Knife Pavilion in Dadu Ancient City.

"Wow!"

An elegant crane cry rang out, and a necklace floated in the long purple mist, transforming into a giant handprint that slammed down.

"Wow!"

A purple light swirled around him, and Hengdaozi, his soul wracked with pain, was swept away along with the Foundation Establishment Master, falling haphazardly before the Xuanzhen Garden like a stack of Arhats.

"Get out!" Fang Yi's calm voice rang out.

Hengdaozi's face flushed crimson as he said resentfully, "Fang Yi, are you going to disregard Xuan Yang Mountain's reputation for the sake of a few Foundation Establishment cultivators?"

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

Footsteps sounded, and a crack appeared in the vermilion gate of Xuanzhen Garden, revealing a scroll with red background and black characters hanging on it.

Huo Zhao, dressed in a blue robe with a jade ring at his waist, glanced at the group of men with horizontal knives with disgust.

"Master Fang Yi has something to attend to today, so the consultation will be postponed. Please come again tomorrow, Master Hengdao."

"Oh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vermilion gate closed immediately.

Inside the quiet room, Fang Yi sat cross-legged, ignoring the noise outside the cave, his gaze fixed on Gu Jiushang, whose aura was gradually stabilizing.

Golden sideburns rose from his body, and the four tiger teeth in Gu Jiu's wound became sharp, with a sharp demonic aura entwined around them.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, muttering to himself.

"We've taken the first step."

"Hmm? The Green Snake has also emerged from seclusion?"

Looking towards the west wing of the courtyard, specks of crimson light transformed into swaying fire lotuses.
Xu Qingshe sat cross-legged on the lotus platform. Behind him, his natal treasure, the Heaven and Earth Furnace, was missing a leg, yet it continued to refine spiritual energy.

Fang Yi put away the emerald spirit pearl he had been holding, and as the blue lotus beneath his feet rose and fell, he emerged from the quiet room.

"Junior Brother Xu, how are your injuries now?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.

Xu Qingshe's face turned bitter, and he sighed, "Senior Brother Fang will know as soon as he examines you."

"Hmm?" Fang Yi frowned slightly. Could there be another variable?

Given the medicinal properties of the Ginseng Essence Liquid, and its integration with the origin of a third-order spiritual vein, this shouldn't be the case.
He lightly pinched his five fingers, and the power of withering and flourishing magic transformed into sky-blue silk threads that shot out and struck Xu Qingshe's vital acupoints.

A quarter of an hour later, seeing Fang Yi's brows furrowed in worry, Xu Qingshe said with trepidation.

"Senior Brother Fang, does my Golden Core still have any hidden injuries?"

"Hidden injuries? Of course I have them."

Seeing Xu Qingshe's gloomy expression, Fang Yi laughed and scolded, "After taking the spiritual medicine on time, you can recover your vitality after a while."

"Phew!" Xu Qingshe breathed a sigh of relief, then realized that he had failed to amuse others and had instead been tricked.

From within the bronze ring, 'Old Chen's' gloating voice rang out.

“Young Xu, I told you before, with your petty mind, you still want to scheme against Fang Yi?”
"Hey, you got ripped off, didn't you?"

Xu Qingshe felt helpless. He then waved his sleeves, and the spiritual flames in the furnace of heaven and earth formed a magical barrier, isolating the inside from the outside.

"Senior Brother Fang, I have an opportunity to share with you."

Fang Yi remained calm, assuming that Xu Qingshe had failed in her attempt to trick him and was now setting another trap.

He spoke with a warm smile and a gentle tone, as if comforting a child. "What circumstances have led you to be so cautious, Junior Brother?"

"A fourth-tier spiritual object?" Xu Qingshe cleared his throat and puffed out his chest.

"A fourth-tier spiritual item?!"

"Senior Brother Fang, you heard me correctly, it is a fourth-tier spiritual item!"

(End of this chapter)