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

Chapter 624 Junhe Foundation Building, Nine Wounds Breakthrough

"Buzz!" A gale howled, spiritual tides surged, and Qian Junhe's Foundation Establishment phenomenon continued to spread.

In the ancient city of Dadu, pavilions and towers rise and fall, but the extraordinary foundation-building phenomenon still attracts enough attention.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator in gray robes stopped the demonic beast he was riding, his face showing curiosity. "Who is this person? Such a strange phenomenon indicates a high level of Foundation Establishment quality."

The refined-looking monk's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and he felt a desire to befriend him.

"It must be a mid-grade Dao Foundation."

Previously, when I saw Master Sun Bin condensing his Dao foundation, he never possessed such imposing aura.

“What you say makes sense, fellow Daoist. A hundred years ago, I saw Chen Zhutie, a disciple of the True Man Hengdaozi, condense a mid-grade Dao foundation.”

Qi mechanism is nothing more than this.

"Fellow Daoists, do you know which fellow Daoist resides in this cave?"

The monks who spoke either wore long swords at their waists or wore wide-sleeved Confucian robes, and held books and magical implements in their hands.

Or perhaps they wield beast-binding rings, riding demonic beasts, creating a lively scene of cultivators coming and going.

There were even cases of fake cultivators losing their divine consciousness.

The ancient city of Dadu is vast and connected to demonic beasts. As long as one is willing to risk one's life, there is no shortage of spiritual objects for Foundation Establishment, and the potential for Foundation Establishment is far greater than that of the Great Cloud Inland Area.

However, most of the foundations he builds on a daily basis are low-grade foundations, and only one in ten is a mid-grade foundation.

Occasionally, there are those with mid-grade Dao Foundation, but they are mostly people from powerful forces such as Xuan Yang Mountain, Bi Shui Pavilion, and Feng Ling Immortal City.

This renting of a second-tier cave for foundation building clearly has no impressive background, which makes cultivators curious.

"Buzz!"

A surge of intense divine consciousness flowed, its fiery aura rising, and an aura surpassing that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator descended.

"Shen Santong, you have extensive information and connections. May I ask who has achieved Foundation Establishment in this cave?"

Shen Santong felt the intense heat and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart. Although he was an inner disciple of Xuan Yang Mountain and had the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment, he was a prominent figure in the ancient city.

However, this True Man of Blazing Sun is a rogue cultivator who has just condensed a false core. He is hot-tempered and decisive in killing, and cannot be fooled.

"Reporting to the True Immortal, the cultivator who has come is a burly man named Chen Jingge, who has rented the second-grade mid-level cave dwelling, Bi Dan Yuan."

"They don't seem to be cultivators from the ancient city; the rest, I, a junior, do not know."

"Chen Jingge? I've never heard of such a cultivator in the city." The water shimmered, a charming female voice rang out, and a graceful figure appeared and disappeared.

A piece of jade was tossed down by her fair, delicate fingers and landed in Shen Santong's hand.

"This Azure Water Talisman will be handed over to Chen Jingge after his cultivation has stabilized."

"Boom!" A thunderous sound rang out, accompanied by the roar of lightning.

"Han Kuizhi, your Biyue Pavilion shouldn't be interfering with the forces under my Xuan Yang Mountain."

Sheng Bo'an, dressed in a purple robe, stepped out of the air and waved his hand, causing a jade talisman surrounded by lightning to fall.

He received news from his master, True Person Hu Lei, that a sword cultivator with a mid-grade Dao Foundation was worthy of being regarded highly by a True Person in the Core Formation stage.

This Han Kuizhi also came by order of the Jade Pearl Immortal.

“Young Shen, after Chen Jingge comes out of seclusion, you can come to Ziguang Garden to find me.”

My master is the Thunder God, and I have a meeting with him.

"Master Hu Lei?" Shen Santong swallowed hard, his eyes filled with envy.

Once someone catches the eye of a Core Formation cultivator, their future prospects will be vastly different.

He bowed deeply and said respectfully, "This disciple will obey the Master's command!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Bo'an transformed into lightning and left. In the past, he would have definitely used this opportunity to have a few exchanges with Han Kuizhi.

Those who secretly destroyed his foundation back then were mostly cultivators from the Azure Water Pavilion.

But now that Fang Yi has advanced to the third level of spiritual medicine, his path of cultivation is likely to continue, so there will be no unnecessary complications.

Han Kuizhi channeled her magical power, her long silk magic weapon transforming into a spiritual shield, and several water armor talismans were poised to be unleashed.

After Lei Guang entered the information into Zi Guang Yuan, she looked astonished and muttered to herself, "Strange, this mad dog isn't biting anyone today?"

"So be it, perhaps it's fate." Han Kuizhi smiled slightly, patted her storage bag, and another Azure Water Token fell out.

As a pseudo-Dan Zhenren (a type of cultivator), he was able to sense Qian Junhe's pure sword intent even under the cover of magical restrictions.

A cultivator with a mid-grade Dao Foundation and proficiency in the art of swordsmanship is qualified to be recruited by the Azure Water Pavilion.

Then, one after another, pseudo-Core Formation cultivators made their moves: jade bones gleaming with a pale spiritual light, golden paths emitting blade-like energy, and lotus flowers surrounded by auras.
Pseudo-Core cultivators from forces such as the White Bone Sect, Heavenly Blade Dock, Joyous Union Sect, and Wind Spirit Immortal City all made their moves.
The previous beast tide caused losses to several major sects, including some Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Now that a Foundation Establishment sword cultivator skilled in combat has emerged, and at a mid-grade Foundation Establishment level at that, it's natural to try and recruit him to strengthen the sect's foundation and prepare for any eventuality.
A few moments.

Before the Jade Garden, a ray of golden light rose up, rapidly expanding and splitting the gathered spiritual clouds in two.

Qian Huaijin, dressed in a golden robe and holding an abacus, used the counting rods to suppress the oncoming spiritual tide.

On his way to the Xuanji Cave, he passed by the Biyuan Garden and saw something that made him envious.

"I didn't want to visit the Xuanji Mansion, but I'm fortunate enough to see such a prodigy at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"With a mid-grade Dao Foundation and the recruitment of a pseudo-Core Formation True Person, Chen Jingge, regardless of his past, has now soared to great heights."

He pondered for a moment, then took out a copper coin magic item from his sleeve and gave instructions to Qian Junming behind him.

"Hold onto this token from the Qian family, and after Fellow Daoist Jin Ge emerges from seclusion, make good use of it to befriend him."
I don't aspire to bring him under my control; simply establishing a relationship with him is enough.

"Yes! I will obey the master's command!" Qian Junming bowed and accepted the order without any hesitation.

In the ancient city of Dadu, the Qian family has been running the Duobao Pavilion for over a hundred years, and although none of the cultivators in the family are true cultivators, they have never been a fake Dan Zhenren.

However, among Foundation Establishment cultivators, it is also a leading force, and even Core Formation seed cultivators from various sects have to give it some face.

"A mid-grade Foundation Establishment pill. If he actually succeeds, then my Foundation Establishment Pill won't have been wasted."

In the Xuanzhen Garden, a water mirror reflected golden light that cleaved through the spiritual tide, and a sharp aura almost rushed towards us.

Fang Yi's gaze shifted to Qian Huaijin, a playful glint in his eyes.

According to Fengxinlou, Qian Huaijin's foundation was of low grade. After Qian Chuanzi passed away, the Qian family declined.

With the profits from the Treasure Pavilion and the support of his family, he entered the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

After Qian Junhe establishes his foundation, and given his skill in sword cultivation and combat, it's uncertain who will succeed him in the Qian family once his cultivation is stable.

Fang Yi smiled. Xuan Yang Mountain had long been thoroughly sealed off by cultivators such as Hu Lei, Jiu Han, and Tian Que, making it extremely difficult to obtain third-tier spiritual items.

While traversing the mountains, one can find anything from flesh and blood to souls and all sorts of spiritual objects.

This ancient city of Dadu is a top-tier treasure for him, and he will also need spiritual objects to support his exploration of the Burial Abyss.

Fang Yi sensed that the quiet room, which was gradually surrounded by the aura of demonic beasts, was becoming increasingly filled with Gu Jiushang's aura.

However, the originally pure and sharp magical power gradually mixed with wisps of primal energy.

"The bloodlines of humans and demons have begun to merge."

He nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face, and grasped the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, brimming with vitality, in his hand.

"disease!"

Life force gathered and transformed into countless blue lotus blossoms, falling into the quiet room.

A quarter of an hour later.

Sensing that Gu Jiushang's life force was stable, Fang Yi moved his mind slightly, and a storage bag flew out from his sleeve.

The storage bag floats in the air, its opening revealing the words "Many Treasures" embroidered in gold thread.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The jade boxes, whether square or round, contain spirit liquid purification bottles and magical implements, and spirit sand tumbling inside green gourds.
One after another, the spiritual objects came into Fang Yi's view. "The quality of these spiritual objects is quite good; they are among the best in their class and are more than enough to refine a second-tier puppet."

"This Treasure Pavilion has considerable resources; it has managed to gather so many top-grade spiritual items in such a short time."

In Xuanji Garden, plum blossoms flutter in the cold, and ancient bamboos twist and turn.

Qian Huaijin was hunched over, and even though Yan Youtai hadn't used any magic power, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept streaming down his plump jawline. "Drip! Drip!"

In the blink of an eye, a puddle of water accumulated on the brown soil in front of his boots.

After listening to Qian Huaijin's story, Yan Youtai chuckled softly and murmured almost imperceptibly.

"Junior Brother Fang is making puppets and selling them through the Treasure Pavilion? Has he become so impoverished?"

After making a brief assessment, he had a sudden thought and, remembering his disciple Fan Deye who had been outmaneuvered, he added fuel to the fire.

"Junior Brother Qian, rest assured, with me here, Fang Yi cannot cover up the truth."

If he comes to consign spiritual items, you can simply follow the usual rules of the Treasure Pavilion.

Whether it's a profit or a loss depends on Fang Yi's own abilities. There will absolutely be no cultivator who, under the sect leader's decree, forces you to cover the losses.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Yan!"

Qian Huaijin breathed a sigh of relief.

Given the current state of Dadu Ancient City, second-tier puppets are extremely valuable and cannot be sold in the short term.

Now that Yan Youtai is backing him up, Fang Yi will be tied up with tens of thousands of spirit stones. Let's see how long he can remain arrogant and domineering.

His cold, calculating mind raced. According to the rules of the sect, as the head manager of the Treasure Pavilion, he had many opportunities to manipulate things.
Ten days later.

"Roar!" Surrounded by magical restrictions, the roar of a lion echoed continuously in the quiet room.

"quiet!"

Fang Yi slowly stepped out of the quiet room, and a spiritual rune landed between Gu Jiushang's eyebrows.

Gu Jiushang's appearance has changed drastically. His eyes are no longer clear, golden sideburns have grown on his neck, his limbs are thick and strong, and his five fingers have turned into sharp claws.

"Roar!"

The burst of magical power, filled with primal energy, shattered the spirit script of the character "静" (stillness). Gu Jiushang's eyes revealed astonishing greed as he pounced on Fang Yi on all fours.

"it is good!"

Fang Yi was not surprised but delighted. Lotus blossoms appeared beneath his feet, and his sleeves fluttered as he gracefully dodged the attack.

When Gu Jiushang broke through his cultivation realm, he attempted to reach the quality of the Golden Core, but achieving a mid-grade Dao Foundation was virtually impossible.

The quality of the Dao Foundation was predetermined; it was not a superior Dao Foundation. Furthermore, there was no trace of the third-tier metal-attribute spiritual plant, making it impossible to use the [Spiritual Root Ascension True Chapter].

Now there is only one way left: to activate the demonic bloodline that was corrupted in his early years.

[Xuan Tao Hundred-Day Banquet] Foundation Building, a hundred years of refinement, using the secret method of human puppetry to refine, has completely integrated the bloodline of the Golden Armor Lion into the bones and blood.

Once the demonic beast bloodline is fully restored, Gu Jiushang's foundation will be able to advance further.

"Shout!"

Gu Jiushang, half-human and half-lion, pounced again, but Fang Yi grabbed with his five fingers and slapped down with a large wood handprint.

"Stop fooling around!"

"Ouch!" Gu Jiushang was violently slapped down, and intense pain shot through his limbs and bones.

He was about to resist when dozens of black and white chains bound him.

Fang Yi stepped forward and stroked the struggling Gu Jiushang, probing into him with his divine sense and magical power.

A quarter of an hour later.

His eyes gleamed, and with a wave of his sleeve, he summoned a large, ancient cauldron with three legs and two handles.

"Nourished by the blood essence of the Golden Armored Lion of the third rank, his physical body was already comparable to that of a second-rank demon beast in just a few days."

Unfortunately, his animalistic instincts clouded his judgment, and barring unforeseen circumstances, he will completely succumb to his demonic nature.
After Senior Brother Gu established his foundation, he mostly followed me, and due to a lack of experience, his temperament is still somewhat lacking.

"Fortunately, we were prepared!"

Fang Yi's fingertips moved in various hand seals, activating the puppet's secret technique and unleashing a series of magical hand seals.

"Glug! Glug!" Blood vapor surged within the Five Poison Cauldron, and the jade-colored bones and the gilded blood melted continuously under the scorching heat of the azure spiritual liquid.

"The flesh and bones of a Golden Core cultivator are sufficient to balance human and animal instincts."

"Go!"

Seeing Gu Jiushang's throat move and his breath gradually increase with each swallow, Fang Yi's fingertips glowed faintly.

Dozens of chains loosened and immediately transformed into a cage, binding Gu Jiushang and the Five Poison Cauldron inside.

"Roar!" A head covered in mane plunged into the cauldron, devouring flesh and blood and crushing spirit bones.

As chunks of flesh were swallowed, the spirit bones were pulverized and fell into Gu Jiushang's abdomen, and wisps of blue appeared on his golden sideburns.

That was the energy of Fang Yi's magic.

“Blood nourishes blood, flesh and blood are connected.” Looking at Gu Jiushang who was wolfing down his food, Fang Yi showed no joy or sorrow, just like a heartless god.

It seemed that what was being devoured was not the flesh and blood he had carefully prepared and taken from his physical body.

The cyan threads gradually spread, and Fang Yi's aura formed a bridge, harmonizing the wild demon blood and the cultivator's magic power.

As the sun rises and the moon sets, in the quiet room, the flesh and blood of the five poisonous creatures gradually become visible.

"The amount of meat is still a bit lacking."

Seeing that Gu Jiushang's eyes were gradually regaining their clarity, a glint of light flashed from Fang Yi's sleeve.

The Mountain and River Transformation Robe was put away, and the Profound Yin Soul-Slaying Blade slashed across his upper arm, forearm, chest, and abdomen.
Pieces of fresh flesh and blood fell into the Five Poisons Cauldron, splashing up tiny droplets of blood.
"Master!" Gu Jiushang's eyes regained their clarity, struggling against the thought of eating the flesh and blood in the cauldron.

Fang Yi gripped his chest with his five fingers and probed inside.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out as two ribs were broken, but the intense pain did not change his expression at all.

He then threw the ribs into the cauldron, which emitted a pale blue flame, continuously refining them.

"Senior Brother Gu, don't act like a child."

Gu Jiushang's face showed emotion, as if tears were welling up. He knew that if he could suppress his beastly nature, Fang Yi would never have to pay such a price.

But how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator suppress the bestial nature of a third-tier demon king, even if it was only a remnant?

A spiritual light flowed from Fang Yi's fingertips, gathering vitality and transforming into a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, moistening flesh and blood.

"Senior Brother Gu, let's not delay any longer."

"Aow!" A shrill roar rang out as Gu Jiushang lunged at the Five Poison Cauldron.

"boom!"

Beneath Fang Yi's flesh and blood barrier, the gray demonic power and golden magic power chased each other, like yin and yang fish.

The blue silk threads continued to extend, transforming into a large cocoon that completely enveloped Gu Jiushang.

In his dantian, golden blood droplets dripped into the gilded spiritual liquid, which was continuously refined by his Dao foundation.

"Crack!"

Above the foundation, the golden-armored lion roared, and a new platform gradually took shape.

Three days later.

In the backyard of Xuanzhen Garden, a half-acre lotus pond sways with green lotuses, its surface shimmering in the sunlight.

Inside the Eight Directions Pavilion, Xu Qingshe lifted his long robe and sat down, taking out ten bottles of pills from his sleeve.

"Senior Brother Fang, what do you think of this Wood-Generating Elixir?"

Fang Yi took the pills, and with a wave of his sleeve, ten jade bottles opened simultaneously, each containing a cyan spiritual liquid.

He took a light sniff, and a faint, fresh scent of grass and trees filled his nostrils.

"A mid-grade second-tier pill with ample medicinal properties."

Junior Brother Xu's alchemy skills are superb; all ten bottles of pills are of the finest quality.

Xu Qingshe smiled slightly, full of confidence. He feared no one when it came to alchemy.

“However,” Fang Yi paused slightly, then shook his head, “these pills are indeed insufficient.”

(End of this chapter)