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

Chapter 623 Discussing Major Plans and Forcibly Demanding Blood Essence

"The various factions stationed in Dadu Ancient City are heavily guarded, and despite my efforts, I have been unable to find any results."

"Fellow Daoist Kuhun is quite skilled; you've found a weakness in less than a year."

Chen Xuan scanned the old man before him with his divine sense and exclaimed in admiration.

The third-tier blood essence, refined from the blood of demonic beasts, is extremely pure and refined after being tempered using secret techniques.

After refining one of his own, the hidden injuries he had suffered in his early years due to his eagerness for quick success and instant benefits began to heal, and the bottleneck in his core formation was lifted.

Previously, he would have only sought the blood essence for the sake of his nephews and younger generations and the future of the family.

Now, driven by his desire to break through his cultivation level, he was full of motivation and could not allow this blood essence to be lost.

"Fellow Daoist Kuhun, where is the flaw in the ancient city's formation?"

"Why are you in such a hurry, fellow Daoist?" Fang Yi, who was so thin that only skin and bones remained, asked, "I feel Chen Xuan's cultivation has improved."

"Buzz!"

Azure, white, red, and black spiritual light traced intricate curves, evolving into brown talismans that outlined a corner of the third-tier mid-grade Wuyang Array.

Chen Xuan concentrated intently, his eyes gleaming, as he continuously deduced the patterns on the blue array plate in his sleeve.

Although he was not a master of third-order formations, he still possessed mid-grade second-order formation skills, so understanding this flaw was not difficult for him.

"I see! I see!"

"What a profound and ingenious formation! This Nine-Bend Immortal truly lives up to his name!"

As the array continued to evolve, Chen Xuan became immersed in it, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning, and sometimes seemingly enlightened.
"A spirit-gathering array is embedded within the array to create a spirit pool, accumulating the surplus spiritual energy from daily life. This energy is then refined using the array to increase its concentration."
In this way, one can achieve great results with a small investment.

A third-tier low-grade spiritual vein sustains a third-tier mid-grade formation; Jiuqu possesses exceptionally high formation skills.

However, because of this, if a strong attack is launched, the formation will operate beyond its capacity, and one of its key points will be briefly exposed.

"Hmm? What happens next?"

What about the remaining formation diagrams?

The evolving array diagram abruptly stopped at its most exquisite point. Frustrated, Chen Xuan urged it on.

"Fellow Daoist Ku Hun, quickly evolve the remaining array diagrams."

"At that time, a beast tide will be triggered, and the essence, blood, and souls of the beasts will be hunted, greatly benefiting our cultivation paths."

"I have the remaining formation deduction diagrams, however..."

The withered old man's eyes darted around, his gaze like that of a hunting eagle, as he slowly and gently tapped the rocky ground.

"Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, where is my blood essence?"

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist? Are you going to break your promise and profit from it?"

Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed into slits, his body surging with a fierce aura, and the demon souls of the Myriad Beasts Road in his hand surged like a tide.

"Now that the beast tide has not yet risen, where can we obtain demon blood to refine our blood essence?"

Looking at the half-finished array diagram, Chen Xuan's tone softened. "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, what we are doing is not a one-off deal."

This ancient city of Dadu is a vital location in Dayun, guarded by the three righteous sects, the two demonic sects, and the Fengling Immortal City, which represents the independent cultivators.

Even if cultivators are lost, other sects will replenish them. It's a steady, continuous process; your blood essence will certainly not be delayed.

"Bang!" Without the slightest hesitation, the scroll in his hand turned into specks of spiritual light and dissipated.

The old man leaned on his cane, and the corpse energy beneath his feet churned and transformed into a long, dark bridge that stretched outwards from the stone forest.

"Fellow Daoist Ku Hun, don't be hasty!" Seeing Fang Yi about to leave, a gray light flashed past, and Chen Xuan blocked the long bridge.

Fang Yi shrugged, his face showing displeasure. A chilling aura of death spread out, and a sharp, eerie green blade of light emerged from his sleeve.

"Beast Demon, you want to fight me?"

Chen Xuan was anxious; it would have been fine if he hadn't seen the array diagram.

Having seen this formation, how could we easily let go?

He made a quick mental estimate and knew that this array could escalate the intensity of the upcoming war between humans and demons by several levels.

Is this a battle formation diagram?
It was clearly his hope for improving his cultivation!
"Why are you in such a hurry, Fellow Daoist Kuhun? In terms of value, it is reasonable to exchange this array diagram for blood essence."

However, third-tier blood essence is difficult to refine, and I truly have no spare resources.

Chen Xuan took out a square spirit-locking box from the storage bag in his sleeve, his lips twitched, and he forced back the pain as he threw the jade box away.

"I hope you will forgive this small token of my appreciation."

"Near-third-tier blood essence?" Fang Yi took the jade box, sniffed it lightly, and immediately detected the quality of the blood essence.

The blood essence is pure and without impurities; it's a top-quality quasi-third-grade spiritual medicine. He was satisfied, but said disdainfully.

"This kind of scum, you think you can send a beggar away, you beast demon?"

Since you lack sincerity, let's not even talk about cooperation!

He stuffed the spirit-locking box into his sleeve, and the long bridge beneath his feet once again glowed with spiritual light, carrying the corpse energy towards the horizon.

"Sigh!" Chen Xuan cursed inwardly. If he disliked it, why did he put the blood bead away so quickly?

This near-third-tier blood essence, refined using secret methods, is of pure essence and is quite beneficial to even a Core Formation cultivator.

Seeing the gray bridge shrouded in corpse energy, resembling a piece of black jade, he disregarded everything else and spoke urgently.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious!
After the beast tide in Dadu Ancient City ends, how about giving Fellow Daoist two more blood beads?
Furthermore, I swear on my heart that I will not take a single soul from the demonic beasts!

Fang Yi's escape light paused slightly beneath his feet, and the dark corpse bridge floated in the air. His words were resolute, showing no mercy.

"Give me one Tier 3 Blood Bead immediately. The remaining one will be settled after the beast tide."
I will say this one last time.

If it's possible, we'll continue cooperating; if not, we'll part ways.

"Here you go!" Chen Xuan gritted his teeth, unable to figure out where he had slipped up and let this withered old monster know that he still had a third-tier blood essence.

Normally, blood essence is a spiritual object that replenishes vital energy and enhances cultivation. Once obtained, cultivators would immediately refine it.

How could there still be cultivators circulating among them?

'Where did this withered old monster get his information?'

'There really is blood essence left? What an unexpected surprise!' Fang Yi's expression remained calm, but he was actually overjoyed.

He had just made his offer to convince the Chen family cultivators that this array diagram was hard-won and that offering blood essence was merely a pipe dream.

If you don't have blood essence, you can replace it with other third-tier spiritual items.

Behind Chen Xuan stood a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator with profound knowledge and a wealth of third-tier spiritual items.

Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise.

Blood essence of the third rank, low grade, is among the top-tier spiritual objects of the same rank, almost comparable to that of a third rank, mid-grade spiritual object.

Fang Yi took out a jade slip, probed it with his divine sense, and inscribed the flaw of the south gate of the ancient city of Dadu.

A quarter of an hour later.

He held the jade slip in his hand, watching the crimson blood bead fly towards him. He reached out with his five fingers and grasped the fist-sized bead in his hand.

"When the ancient city of Dadu besieges it, I will also lend a hand."

As the hoarse words fell, the long black jade bridge beneath the old man's feet emitted spiritual light, and in the blink of an eye, it carried the old man away into the horizon.

Seeing the withered soul leave so decisively, Chen Xuan was slightly stunned, but quickly came to his senses.

"Withered Soul! My near-Tier 3 Blood Essence!"

The ink bridge emitted a burst of spiritual light, paused slightly, and then its speed increased by 30%, disappearing from Chen Xuan's sight.

"That old monster is shameless! He even covets quasi-third-tier spiritual items!" Chen Xuan's face flushed red with anger as he cursed loudly! Ripples spread through the air as a boot with a jade-inlaid toe peeked out.

A scholar wearing a gentleman's hat and a robe made of pine and snow, with a fair complexion, slowly stepped out from the ripples.

As Chen Yuhua watched the disappearing light vanish into the distance, the cracks in the Netherfire Sword hidden in her sleeve had already healed by more than half.

"It seems this withered soul is not a cultivator from the Great Yu Dynasty, but also plots against the Great Du Ancient City."

"Chen Xuan, you should keep in touch with him more often in the future."

To gain the assistance of a Core Formation True Person with a third-tier corpse puppet to plot the affairs of the ancient city, a third-tier low-grade blood essence is nothing to be ashamed of.

The proper course of action now is to restore the Netherfire Sword to a superior-grade magic weapon and use it to suppress its hidden power.

"Brother Yuhua, rest assured, Chen Xuan knows what's important and will make way for the Netherfire Sword in all matters."

Chen Xuan hardened his heart, knowing that once the Netherfire Sword was repaired, the usefulness of the withered soul would be greatly reduced.

If one is sensible and obeys orders obediently, serving the Chen family, one can atone for one's mistakes through meritorious service.

What if they don't know what's good for them?
A low-grade, third-tier corpse refinement is also a top-tier opportunity.

Chen Yuhua stroked his three-foot-long beard and nodded slightly. "Only one person remains in the Rotten Peach Forest. Now that this matter is settled, I will take my leave first."

The golden-eyed ape king has also reached a crucial moment.

The ink bridge sped through the air, while Fang Yi sat cross-legged, playing with the crimson blood essence.

"Pfft!"

The tender, red fingers pierced through the chest, the sharp, corpse-like teeth gleaming with an eerie light, biting and sucking blood from the neck, occasionally letting out a pleasurable moan.

"Chiyin, stop fooling around!"

Five fingers, as smooth and warm as white jade, reached out and knocked Chi Yin's hands away. Then, with a scoop, they scooped up two blood essences, one large and one small, from their hands.

Gazing at the withered soul that had turned into a dried corpse, Fang Yi twirled the two blood beads in his hand, his gaze seemingly fixed on Chen Yuhua.

"Now, these three immortals should believe that 'I' am only here to share a portion of the blood essence."

As a puppeteer at the peak of the third rank, with the potential to reach the fourth rank, his foundation in this world has been further strengthened, and he has condensed a first-grade golden core, making his cultivation stable.

The puppetry techniques in his hands, aside from some forbidden techniques that require the cultivation level of a Grand Master, are all usable.
A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall, and this is especially true of the old devil.
He certainly wouldn't go to see Chen Xuan in person.

Fang Yi slapped down with his five fingers, and the 'Withered Soul' face peeled away like wax, revealing the face of a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Kang family of Crimson Spring Mountain through the flowing runes of the Puppet Dao.

"Unfortunately, although three corpse puppets transformed from Foundation Establishment cultivators remain, they are no longer of much use."

Once the [Moon Demon Skin Transformation Technique] is activated, its true essence can only be used once, and any action taken will inevitably reveal its cultivation level.

"But it'll be soon! Once the beast tide begins, we can harvest a batch of corpses."

Fang Yi had been treating cultivators from various sects in the ancient city, and he already had a list of corpses in his mind.

The ancient city of Dadu is a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, gathering many talents from Dayun, including those from Biyue Pavilion, Fengling Immortal City, and Tiandaowu.

Aside from the medium-grade corpses, he discovered two Foundation Establishment cultivators who possessed innate spiritual bodies of the body-refining type.

Fang Yi's eyes gleamed with anticipation, his hands itching to act. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"You are to deal with this corpse puppet, Chi Yin. Although it has suffered considerable damage, do not waste its remaining essence and blood essence."

"Boom!" The Crimson Yin, who had long coveted this place, revealed a clear yet cruel smile as a gray corpse fire ignited the Netherworld Corpse.

The chilling aura of the corpse, mixed with the smell of burning oil, gradually transformed into a pale green bead of bone and flesh.

"Gulu!"

Chi Yin opened his mouth and swallowed the bone and flesh bead. After smacking his lips and savoring the taste, he turned his gaze to the large and small essence blood beads in Fang Yi's hand.

Sensing the stable energy of Chi Yin, Fang Yi nodded slightly and flicked the small drop of blood in his hand into Chi Yin's mouth.

As a master of raising corpses and refining puppets, he sensed the power of Chi Yin's cultivation.

"With a superior foundation in the Crimson Yin realm, there are virtually no bottlenecks before the mid-stage of Core Formation."

After refining this near-third-tier blood essence, and then refining three more third-tier low-grade blood essences, Chi Yin should be able to advance to the third level of Core Formation.
As for entering the mid-stage of Core Formation...

Fang Yi waved his sleeve, collecting all the Crimson Yin and Blood Beads, and gazed at the various sects' cultivators coming and going beneath the mottled city wall.

"What the beast demon said is correct; this is a good business that can generate a steady income in the long run."
"In the entire Great Cloud Cultivation Realm, there is no other place as suitable as this for collecting essence blood."

Three days later, at Xuanzhen Garden, the bright moon hung high, its silvery light shining down.

Qian Huaijin, with her round belly protruding, walked side by side with Chu Xiang, while Qian Junming followed closely behind with his hands hanging down.

The three of them continued forward along the bluestone path amidst the clouds and mist.

A moment later, the view cleared up as the clouds and mist dispersed, revealing an octagonal pavilion carved from white jade and covered with glazed tiles.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back in the pavilion. When he saw Qian Huaijin arrive, his gaze lingered on Chu Xiang for a moment before he spoke.

"Junior Brother Qian, where is my spirit object?"

"Senior Brother Fang, this is Chu Xiang, the chief steward under Master Yan, also known as Master Chu."

Qian Huaijin straightened his back. Unlike before, he now had the support of a Core Formation True Person, and from the most powerful Tianque lineage at that. He was full of earthy energy.

"Senior Brother Fang, I have come here to discuss the matter of puppets."

I hope my senior brother can help me with this."

Fang Yi's sleeves fluttered, and behind him, lush green lotuses bloomed, gathering vitality and evolving into the Green Lotus Domain.

With his Foundation Establishment Level 9 cultivation level combined with the pressure of the magic weapon, his expression turned slightly cold. Qian Junhe had already submitted to his command.

With an inside man, he naturally knew the situation in the Treasure Pavilion; Qian Huaijin had already defected to Yan Youtai.

"Junior Brother Qian, where is the spirit item?"

Qian Huaijin frowned, and the abacus at his waist emitted a golden aura, encouraging him to support her.

He truly couldn't understand why Chu Xiang was still so arrogant here.

Upon seeing this, Qian Junming, under immense pressure, had a contorted expression and stepped forward.

With both old and new grudges combined, he also intended to leave Chu Xiang and Qian Huaijin with a good impression of being capable and efficient.

"Fang Yi, do you really think you can control everything?!"

"Crack!"

As Fang Yi sensed Gu Jiushang's gradually recovering energy, he became impatient.

He pressed down with his five fingers.

"boom!"

A large handprint made of Yi wood appeared, pressing Qian Junming into the ground.

"Junior Brother Qian, leave the spiritual item behind, and then take this piece of trash with you."

A quarter of an hour later, watching Qian Huaijin flee in panic and leave in a hurry, Fang Yi weighed the bulging storage bag in his hand.

His eyes sparkled, and the phantom of a six-pointed plum blossom appeared, revealing a secluded cave.

"Zheng!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal rang out, and a long vortex of spiritual energy swirled, turning into spiritual liquid that poured down.

"Qian Junhe has a good foundation and has already begun to condense his Dao foundation. Moreover, this Foundation Establishment phenomenon seems to indicate that he has a chance of establishing a mid-grade Dao foundation."
"This junior is really good at hiding his secrets; Qian Huaijin didn't know a thing about him."

Fang Yi had a smile on his face.

A sword cultivator who has forged a foundation in the Dao, yet still practices a fragment of a third-tier cultivation technique, is enough to protect himself against Qian Huaijin.

As for the matter of Duobaoge?
The two Qian families established the foundation and resolved the issue themselves.
(End of this chapter)