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

Chapter 641 The Three Fiends of the Demon Clan, Abundant Resources

With a roar, the Golden-Eyed Ape King's fur danced wildly, its size increasing several times over, and its fists, the size of millstones, rained down like bullets.

"Mid-grade Tier 3?!"

"This wretched creature has broken through?"

Two beams of spiritual light, one purple and one yellow, rose up.

Master Hu Lei looked surprised. The Golden-Eyed Ape King was clearly a third-tier low-grade cultivator a few years ago, which was equivalent to a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation.

The Nine-Bend Immortal held a precious pearl in his hand, while a turbid river surged beneath his feet, as if facing a formidable enemy.

But it was a deer-like creature covered in moss, its four hooves lightly treading the path, blocking the way with a half-smile.

"Nine Turns, Thunderclap—the little monkey hasn't been through a breakthrough long and is just practicing with the jade bead. It's best if we old folks don't interfere."

Nine-Bend Immortal and Thunder-Calling Immortal exchanged a glance, both seeing the apprehension in each other's eyes.

When the two of them embarked on their cultivation journey, Lu Xiaozi was already a third-tier demon king. Now, he has not yet reached the upper third tier, but is on par with the Great True Person.

But in terms of background and foundation, Lu Xiaozi can be considered the number one person below the Great Master.

On the other side, the auras of the three demon kings—Azure Cloud Crane, Subdued Wave White Elephant, and Crimson Fire Serpent—each locked onto their opponent.

On the Zhanjin Garden, Chen Xian, thin and with sunken eyes, looked at the crimson haze before him with a grim expression.

The True Fire Refining technique, when used at the same cultivation level, is superior to the Crimson Fire Serpent, whether fighting against the White Elephant Fubo or Luo Yu.

The waves surged, the scales were like jade, and the white elephant that subdued the waves blocked Yan Youtai's way.

Fang Yi held Qi Jie in his arms, his expression languid, stroking the little beast's glossy fur.

Seeing that Lu Xiaozi was suppressing Jiuqu and Hulei alone, he closed his eyes slightly, understanding the situation.

In the last wave of beasts, Lu Xiaozi did not go all out, and still had some strength left.

His gaze lingered briefly on Master Jiuqu, a cold smile playing on his lips.

'This old guy, as a third-tier array master, is most likely hiding some tricks up his sleeve.'

The ancient city of Dadu is facing increasing danger; as long as the ancient city remains intact, the value of Jiuqu will only rise.

'That's fine too.' Fang Yi murmured to himself as he watched Jade Pearl Immortal activate his long silk magic weapon, fighting the Golden-Eyed Ape King to a standstill.

'That's perfect. I also don't want the ancient city to have a clear winner.'

Fang Yi's gaze fell upon the cultivators in the ancient city who were fiercely battling the beast tide.

The disciples of Xuan Yang Mountain sang with swords drawn, while the female cultivators of Bi Shui Ge were ethereal and graceful. There were also cultivators seeking his treatment, their fighting spirit soaring.

His heart was cold and ruthless, and his eyes revealed an astonishing, gluttonous greed.

"A cultivator spends a hundred years absorbing spiritual energy and cultivating diligently without ceasing. His sinews, bones, blood, flesh, and soul are all excellent resources for cultivation."

Every piece of spiritual bone, every drop of essence blood, is an opportunity to aid in the path to Nascent Soul cultivation.

'Nascent Soul! Only by condensing the Nascent Soul can one achieve true freedom and influence the grand scheme of the cultivation world.'

"boom!"

The golden demonic power collided with the azure waves, and the Golden-Eyed Ape King's five fingers turned red as he arrogantly looked at Jade Pearl Immortal.

"Mid-stage Core Formation, nothing special!"

His expression was defiant; he was clad in armor, his blood-red cloak billowing, and his eyes held an undisguised arrogance.

In the following six months, the Golden-Eyed Ape King made three separate appearances, battling Yu Zhu, Hu Lei, and Jiu Qu.

Neither the Human-Demon Core Formation True Person nor the Third-Order Demon King could do anything to the other, so they let the cultivators below the Core Formation stage fight each other to hone their skills.

At the south gate of the ancient city of Dadu, on the city walls covered with forbidden laws, human cultivators struggled to resist but were at a disadvantage.

"evil creature!"

Han Kuizhi's face turned ugly. As a fake Dan cultivator from Biyue Pavilion, she could not tolerate such behavior.

However, the two-tier perfected four-clawed wolf, with its two feet on a near-tier three-tier Gale Wolf, blew on the silver-white ancient flute, stirring up the soul and suppressing her and Hengdaozi's joint attack.

A blazing fire rose, and Zhiyangzi summoned a golden Dharma wheel, its flames spewing forth and transforming into waves of fire that crashed down.

A drum-like croaking sound rang out, and a water toad the size of a millstone stirred up a cold wave.

The spiritual energies of water and fire clashed fiercely, eroding each other. Crimson spiritual light and azure demonic energy flowed together, and the two were locked in a stalemate.

After that, whenever a fake Core Formation cultivator made a move, a near-third-tier demon king would intercept them.

In the heart of Dadu Ancient City, the usually deserted Woyuntai Terrace is now shrouded in mist, where twelve ancient mirrors for taking photos float.

The angry curses of Master Hu Lei could be faintly heard.

"Yuzhu, now you're all set."

Junior Brother Fang was in seclusion, a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the ancient city, when he was crushed by the three fierce demons.

"If you raise three Core Formation Demon Kings by then, let's see how you defend this Southern City."

On the stone platform, Jade Pearl Immortal gazed at the stone mirror, his heart filled with gloom.

However, in the stone mirror, a golden-armored lion with its mane trembling roared over and slapped out a claw, killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Azure Water Pavilion.

Then he spat out a golden blade, killing a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator from the One Day Blade Dock and several Qi Refining cultivators.

Fang was stopped by You Ming, a rogue cultivator and fake alchemist, who arrived late at the scene, using a bronze bell as a magical artifact.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xian's face darkened, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Although this golden-armored lion had not yet condensed its core essence, its bloodline was pure and its fighting ability was no weaker than that of a pseudo-core cultivator.

Moreover, he was cunning and treacherous, and even went so far as to try to capture the Foundation Establishment cultivators of Biyue Pavilion and Tiandao Dock.

In just six months, the city was attacked by five monsters. Two Foundation Establishment cultivators died in the Azure Water Pavilion, and three Foundation Establishment cultivators perished in the Heavenly Blade Dock.

The losses he caused by his own efforts have exceeded the total losses of all the other demons combined.

Seeing this, Master Hu Lei's lips curled slightly. He was naturally pleased that it wasn't a disciple of Xuan Yang Mountain who had died.

The demon race had been attacking the city for half a year, with the True Persons above the Core Formation stage and the Demon Kings keeping each other in check.

Three top geniuses emerged from the demon race.

The Golden Armored Lion is fierce in battle, the Four-Clawed Wolf is skilled in the Way of the Soul, and the Water Toad has returned to its ancestral bloodline.

Each of these demonic beasts is no weaker than a human cultivator at the upper-grade Dao Foundation stage.

Master Hu Lei had already instructed Sheng Bo'an and the fake Dan Master in his sect to hold back three-tenths of their strength when encountering this golden-armored lion.

This would allow him to launch a surprise attack on the cultivators of Biyue Pavilion and Tiandao Dock.

The remaining Water Toad and Four-Clawed Wolf did not need to fight to the death; the left and right wolves attacked the south gate occupied by the Jade Water Pavilion.

"Brother Jiuqu, what do you think?" Master Hulei changed the subject, pointing to a quiet courtyard in the ancient mirror.

In the ancient mirror, the Xuanzhen Garden once again stood tightly shut, its gates locked, a cloud-like barrier separating the inside from the outside.

"If you and I step in together, we will completely wipe away the damage to Fang Yi's reputation."

Now, in this ancient city, only he can deal with these three fierce demons.

“Fellow Daoist Hu Lei is right. Although Fellow Daoist Fang Yi is not a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator, he is at the third level of the Healing Dao. Stopping one of the three fierce demons will not be a problem.”

Master Jiuqu smiled, stroked his long beard, and glanced at Master Yuzhu and Chen Xian before continuing to speak.

"However, in the ancient city, many cultivators sought treatment from Fang Yi, but afterwards, their injuries either flared up or their foundations were completely destroyed."

The White Bone Sect has lost a potential Core Formation cultivator; we must always consider the fate of our fellow cultivators from the White Bone Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanlu, don't you agree?"

"Hmm?" Gao Yuan's head was enormous, and a string of skulls hung around his neck.

He vaguely heard the monk calling him, and when he came to his senses, he shook his head.

"I am heartbroken by the loss of the Core Formation seed of the White Bone Sect, but the Core Formation True Person of the sect has not yet arrived, though he has already given instructions."

All matters in this city shall be decided by you venerable immortals.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yuanlu ignored Yuzhu Zhenren who was transmitting his voice in his ear, and sections of white bone flew out from his sleeve, transforming into a reclining chair.

He closed his eyes, collapsed onto the pale, cold recliner, and murmured to himself.

'This jade bead is so ignorant. Gu San has already sold his Core Formation seed, and the price is settled.'

"You can talk the talk, but if you want me to help you out, that'll cost you something else."

Hu Lei Zhenren was secretly pleased. Although Gao Yuanlu was only a fake Dan Zhenren, the person standing behind him was Yuan Hai Zhenren, the new leader of the White Bone Sect.

Since the death of the previous sect leader, Wu Hai, Master Yuan Hai has assumed the position of sect leader.

A True Person at the sixth level of Core Formation is the most elite cultivator below the Great True Person. Furthermore, holding the accumulated resources of the White Bone Sect, there are undoubtedly several third-tier White Bone Demon Gods in their hands.

Without the White Bone Sect's involvement, and with Master Jiuqu, who always tries to smooth things over, plus the threat of demonic beasts...

The obstacles to clearing Fang Yi's name have been reduced by a full 40%.

"Impossible!" Jade Pearl Master's face was icy cold. He had paid a huge price to ruin Fang Yi's once-prosperous reputation.

Now that she has gone back on her word, not to mention her reputation, we must not let Fang Yi off the hook for the matter of being a third-tier spiritual healer.

In the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, there are seven near-third-tier cultivators in the Azure Water Pavilion, who have inherited the third-tier medical lineage of the Azure Sea Vine Scripture.

It is unknown when, but a spiritual healer will master the techniques and reach the third level.

How could we allow Fang Yi to occupy the title of the number one spiritual doctor in Dayun and profit from it?

"Hurry up and stop daydreaming. Fang Yi destroyed Chen Ju's core-forming seed at Tiandaowu. This is irrefutable proof."

"I will never let him get away with this!"

"Stubborn fool!" Master Hu Lei's hair and beard bristled, and lightning crackled around his body.

Who will deal with the three evil demons?
"Yu Zhu, you abandoned the cultivators of the ancient city for your own selfish reasons!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Master Hu Lei transformed into lightning and stormed off in a rage.

He wasn't just trying to exonerate Fang Yi; he was referring to the three fierce demons: the Golden Armor Lion, who was eyeing the Azure Water Pavilion and the Heavenly Blade Dock, and the Four-Clawed Wolf and the Wave-Water Toad.

The number of Xuan Yang Mountain disciples killed by the two demon prodigies was not small.

Jade Pearl Immortal felt a chill in her heart; no matter what, she would not allow Fang Yi to spread his fame again.

The demonic tide is surging, and second-tier water and wood attribute demon cores are much easier to obtain.

When a cultivator perishes, a disciple will naturally be able to establish their foundation.

The loss of three Foundation Establishment cultivators is something the Jade Water Pavilion can afford!

In Xuanzhen Garden, a bolt of lightning streaked across layers of clouds and landed in the Eight Directions Pavilion.

Master Hu Lei lifted his long robe and sat down, reaching out to take a cup of lake-colored spiritual wine, which he then drank in one gulp.

He sighed. "Junior Brother Fang, I've done my best."

That wretched maid Yuzhu has joined forces with Chen Xian, determined to hold on tight. Your hopes for restoring your reputation as a divine healer are truly slim.”

Fang Yi carried a pot of spirit wine, the amber liquid pouring out.

"It's alright, it's just a test. Junior Brother is well aware of the relationship between Biyue Pavilion and the sect."

If things proceed as they are on the right side, I will trouble you to continue your efforts, senior brother.

Although the hope seemed slim, Master Hu Lei still agreed.

Since it involves the interests of the Xuan Yang Mountain sect, and his disciple was also secretly harmed by the Bi Shui Ge, he was naturally willing to cause trouble for Yu Zhu and sow discord among them.

"Sect Leader, your disciple Qian Junhe requests an audience!"

Master Hu Lei's ears twitched slightly, and a purple light shone in his eyes as his gaze pierced through the clouds and magical barriers.

"Qian Junhe?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, then pulled the amber-burnt pottery into his arms.

"Junior Brother Fang, a junior is looking for you, so I won't disturb you any longer."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of purple light disappeared, and Master Hu Lei vanished from the Eight Directions Pavilion.

Within the escaping light, Master Hu Lei shook his head slightly and sighed inwardly.

"Junior Brother Fang is besieged on all sides, facing difficulties both internally and externally."

Inside, his junior brother Yan was vying with him for control of the Treasure Pavilion.

The reputation built up through the art of healing outside the home will be ruined, and the future profits from earning spirit stones will be reduced by at least half.

Fortunately, their Core Formation cultivation level wasn't revealed. It seems the Azure Water Pavilion's Sea-Suppressing Heaven-Turning technique is already at Suodu Mountain.

Despite Hu Lei Zhenren's words, he had no intention of interfering in the conflict between Yan Youtai and Fang Yi, and instead tried to reconcile the two.

In terms of value, once Sheng Bo'an is cured, the spiritual healer is no match for a third-tier celestial strategist.

In terms of backing, Tian Quezi is stronger than Zhang Hengyi and Xiao Changce combined.

If forced to choose between the two, Master Hu Lei knew he would ultimately choose Yan Youtai.

Fang Yi, who had only recently condensed his core, was no match for Yan Youtai, even with his third-tier demon pet.

The Core Formation Realm cultivators in Xuanyang Mountain can all be considered to have profound sect foundations.

Master Hu Lei knew that the cultivators who truly made the decisions and stirred up the situation were Tian Quezi and Chi Meizi.

The remaining Core Formation cultivators, whether in the early or middle stages of Core Formation.

They are barely qualified to watch the game, and can be turned into an expensive chess piece at any time.

The various sects of Dayun, whether it be Xuanyang Mountain, Biyue Pavilion, Tiandao Dock, or Hehuan Sect and Baigu Sect.

They never took the Nine-Bend Immortal and the Wind Spirit Immortal City seriously.

There is no other reason.

Without the foundation of a true master, one's glory is ultimately just temporary; it's time to start the surgery.

Each of the five factions possesses the resources to independently exterminate the Wind Spirit Immortal City and slay the Nine-Bend True Man.

In Xuanzhen Garden.

As the clouds and mist dissipated, Qian Minghe followed the bluestone path and stepped into the front of the Bafang Pavilion.

He bowed and greeted them with a joyful expression.

"Master Fang, the beast tide in the ancient city is fierce, and three more Foundation Establishment cultivators have perished today."

Inside the Treasure Pavilion, cultivators had already begun inquiring about the puppet armor, expressing their desire to purchase it.

Fang Yi chuckled. "That's normal. However, starting today, Junior Nephew Qian will return to the Treasure Pavilion. This puppet armor will only be for viewing, not for sale."

My junior apprentice remembers to take out the puppet armor from the treasure pavilion's inventory, leaving only one, which is displayed in the pavilion.

"What do you mean by this, Master?" Qian Junhe asked, puzzled.

If Fang Yi doesn't take advantage of the beast tide to sell the puppet armor, it will be difficult to sell it later, given his reputation.

"Nephew Qian, are you interested in the position of head manager of Duobao Pavilion?"

Fang Yi smiled knowingly, having already seen through Qian Junhe's thoughts.

Under Qian Huaijin's suppression, Qian Minghe was in a difficult situation and really needed to produce results to explain himself to the sect.

"The real person here"

Fang Yi said, "Starting today, three of my disciples will also go to the ancient city for training."
"Things are valued for their rarity. With my three disciples, they will surely demonstrate the wonders of the puppet armor."

"Your insight is truly remarkable!" Qian Minghe exclaimed with delight. If the puppet armor could truly display its prowess amidst the beast tide, then...

The cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage in the ancient city will not abandon the puppet armor.

"Alright, Junior Nephew Qian, you may step down now and make proper preparations."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly; selling only puppet armor could not satisfy his appetite.

Qian Junhe was overjoyed and bowed as he withdrew from Xuanzhen Garden. In recent years, the accumulated strength that Qian Huaijin had cultivated over many years was clearly revealed in their battles.

He no longer aspires to the position of head manager of the Treasure Pavilion; he wants to first establish himself firmly, and there's plenty of time for the future.

"It's time to add some spice to the beast tide."

Fang Yi weighed the magic bottle in his hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable. However, given the current intensity of the beast tide, it was impossible for the Azure Water Pavilion to truly relent.

But he is not just a third-level spiritual healer.

Fang Yi possessed genuine, meticulously refined spiritual poison.

Tier 3 Spirit Poison!

Three days later.

At the south gate of Dadu Ancient City, Gu Jiushang's golden sideburns fluttered, making him look majestic and imposing.

Looking at the many cultivators who were waiting in full battle array, he roared to the sky and took the lead.

"kill!"

The four-clawed wolf riding the swift wind and the water toad surrounded by azure spiritual light exchanged a glance. The golden-armored lion, known for its cunning ways in the past...

Why did it surge so quickly today?

(End of this chapter)