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

Chapter 645 Poisonous Strategist Among Cultivators, Rising from the Cloud-Sleeping Platform

The next day.

Dadu Ancient City, Hengwei Cave.

Since establishing his foundation, Qian Junhe has rented this cave dwelling, which is rarely visited by people.

But now guests have arrived.

With a smile on his lips, Chen Jiao, followed by a cultivator, stepped into the cave.

"Fellow Daoist Junhe, look who I've brought with me."

"It's you, Qian Junming?" Qian Junhe frowned slightly, displeased.

"Chen Jiao, you don't trust me?"

Qian Junming pulled down his hood and sneered. "Qian Junhe really has a lot of influence when it comes to such a big matter."

How can you convince Brother Chen Jiao to trust you?

Qian Junhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a swift movement of his fingers, the Cold Golden Spear appeared in his hand. "What, Junming, are you going to fight me?"

Qian Junming shrank back, a look of fear flashing in his eyes.

“Fellow Daoist Junhe, those who understand the times are heroes. Since Junming is willing to abandon darkness and embrace the light, he is doing this for True Person Chen Xian.”

"As your elder brother, I'll shamelessly try to mediate between the two of you."

Chen Jiao smiled, exuding an imposing aura without anger; his late-stage Foundation Establishment level presence easily separated the two.

"Hmph!" Qian Junhe snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as he met Chen Jiao's.

After a while, he frowned slightly and put away the Cold Golden Spear.

"Brother Chen Jiao, what use is this Qian Junming, who is utterly useless?"

“Qian Junhe, in terms of cultivation, I am certainly inferior to you. But in terms of connections within Dadu Ancient City, you are not as good as me.”

Seeing his old rival back down, Qian Junming felt a surge of joy. He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Zhan Jinyuan from afar.

"Having gained the favor of True Immortal Chen Xian, I, as a rogue cultivator, will be in charge of the puppet armor auction."

“Fellow Daoist Chen Jiao, this is different from what you said before!” Qian Junhe looked at Chen Jiao with a gloomy expression.

"Fellow Daoist Junhe, I hope you will forgive the decree of True Man Chen Xian."

Despite this, Chen Jiao's gaze remained unwavering. He took the Cold Golden Spear and tricked Fang Yi into giving him some benefits.

Qian Junhe had no way out.

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After a long pause, Qian Junhe's eyes turned slightly cold, and his face showed hesitation. "Alright, let's do as Fellow Daoist Chen Jiao says."

Chen Jiao nodded slightly. "Although this cave is secluded, there are still many people around. From now on, Junming will be in charge of the handover to you."

The gates of Hengwei Cave were closed again, leaving only Qian Junming and Qian Junhe facing off.

"According to the decree of True Immortal Chen Xian, at least half of the puppet armor must be handed over to the rogue cultivators by the fifteenth of next month." Qian Junming said smugly.

Qian Junhe's robes fluttered in the wind, a cold glint in his eyes. "Give me the list of rogue cultivators, and you can get lost."

Qian Junming tossed out a jade slip. “Brother, I must thank you. I owe it all to your guidance that I have gained the favor of True Immortal Chen Xian.”

When seeking a powerful patron, one should look for someone with profound cultivation; Qian Huaijin is no match for Fang Yi.

However, Fang Yi is no match for Jade Pearl Immortal and Chen Xian Immortal.

"Qian Junming!" "Whoosh!" A murderous intent surged, and a chilling aura emanated from him.

Before Qian Junhe could retaliate in a fit of rage, Qian Junming's robe emitted a faint glow, enveloping him and causing him to disappear into the cave.

Qian Junhe raised his hand to accept the jade slip, his expression calm, as if his earlier outburst of rage had been merely an illusion.

"idiot.
Even if your powerful backer is highly influential, what good is it if they don't trust you?

"Junhe, what are your thoughts? I'm rather curious."

Watching Qian Junming retreat, Fang Yi, holding half a scroll of "Chen Xian's Treatise on Core Formation" in his hand, appeared in the cave with a half-smile.

"Master Fang!?"

Qian Junhe's body stiffened slightly, his mouth felt dry, and a deep chill ran through him.

He had put a lot of effort into setting up more than three magic arrays in Hengwei Cave. If he hadn't deliberately let Qian Junming pass by, even with his new magic robe, he would have found it difficult to leave.

Fang Yi waved his hand and tossed down a spirit seed, which took root and sprouted, its lush vines intertwining to form a rattan table and two green stools.

He placed half of the "Treatise on Core Formation" on the rattan table, took out the jade pot, and lit the spiritual flame.

Don't rush.

My nephew Qian had already reported Chen Xian's matter to me; I came here simply out of curiosity.

In terms of cultivation, Chen Xian's cultivation is superior to mine.

In terms of foundation, the combined power of the Azure Water Pavilion and the Heavenly Blade Dock surpasses that of any sect.

Steam rose from the water as Fang Yi lightly touched the spring water with his fingertips, and the scalding hot spring water poured down.

"If you do not wish to join the Heavenly Blade Dwelling, you can also go through the Green Water Pavilion to reach the Great Yu."

Junhe, why did you give up such a good thing?

Come, try my magical tea.

"Glug." Qian Junhe swallowed a cup of spiritual tea with difficulty. Although Fang Yi felt like he was bathed in a spring breeze, the invisible power made his mind go blank.

After a long pause, he lowered his head, trying his best to suppress the fear in his heart, and said sincerely.

"Reporting to Master Fang, our ancestor, Master Qian Chuanzi, once said that he regretted not betting his full strength on you."

If he had bet on you, he wouldn't have ended up with his foundation completely destroyed.

"And what about you?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.

"Those who can condense a mid-grade Dao Foundation and comprehend sword intent, how could Junior Nephew Junhe not have his own thoughts and simply parrot what others say?"

“Me too.” Qian Junhe suddenly looked up, his clear eyes carrying a sharp edge.

"Compared to Chen Xian and Yu Zhu, I have a better outlook on Zhenren's future."

Although the True Man has not yet condensed his elixir, his medical skills have already advanced to the third level. With the Seven Precepts Demon King by his side, his future prospects are bright, no less than those of the True Man Guang Sheng.

How could someone like Chen Xian or Yu Zhu compare?

"You certainly think highly of me," Fang Yi knew that Qian Junhe must have other considerations. But what he said now was not unfounded.

He shook his head slightly, chuckled softly, and his figure slowly disappeared.

"The matter of the puppet armor will proceed as you stated."

"call!"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Qian Junhe gazed at the half-rolled "Treatise on Core Formation" on the rattan table, his heart filled with excitement.

"Junming, you are as brainless and stupid as ever. What does it matter if Chen Xian values ​​you or Yuzhu makes a promise?"

One betrayal leads to another; once it happens, it happens again.

To find a powerful patron, besides having profound cultivation, one must also have a promising future.
Most importantly, you need to gain the trust of your powerful backer.

Ten days later.

At the south gate of Dadu Ancient City, ominous clouds descended, resembling dark clouds pressing down on the city.

"Wow!"

A golden wind blew, and eerie light emanated from the clouds. The poisonous fog spread rapidly, and within a few breaths, more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators fell from the clouds.

"Not good! Third-tier spirit poison!"

The skull beside Gao Yuanlu exhaled yin energy, and its face glowed with a faint eerie light.

He hurriedly swallowed a pill the size of a longan, and his face alternated between crimson and dark blue.

On the other side, Hengdaozi's face was dark, also poisoned by the spirit, and the golden-armored lion slapped him down with its claw.

"Pfft!" His lower body was smashed to pieces. Gu Jiushang activated his demonic cloud and swept away Hengdaozi's storage bag.

Seeing Han Kuizhi's face turn ashen, and a cunning glint in the eyes of the four-clawed wolf, it slapped out with one claw.

"You beast!" A long magical ribbon swept down, and a beast-headed broadsword slashed down at the same time. Jade Pearl Immortal and Chen Xian could no longer care about anything else.

Foundation Establishment cultivators may die, but Pseudo Core Formation cultivators must never perish.

A golden fist strike arrived from behind, knocking down the emerald-green long blade. The Golden-Eyed Ape King, clad in battle armor and with its fur flying, spoke.

“When the younger generation is fighting, Yuzhu, you should save some face.”

His gaze swept across the battlefield, where human Foundation Establishment cultivators had fallen and could only rely on formations to defend themselves.

Meanwhile, Gao Yuanlu, Han Kuizhi, and Hengdaozi, all three pseudo-core cultivators, were attacked by third-level spiritual poison. One of them was on the verge of death, while the other two were seriously injured.

"Golden Armor, you deserve the greatest credit this time!" The green moss transformed into a long bridge, and the Deer Demon stepped lightly on its four hooves, its demonic aura spreading.

Watching the surging magical power, and with all their might on guard against Jiuqu, Hulei, Yan Youtai, and the others who had reached the Core Formation stage, it seemed they were preparing for a full-scale battle.
The deer-like creature let out a soft cry, knowing that it couldn't gain any further advantage unless the great formation was broken. "Whoosh!"

The demonic clouds rolled in, and the demonic beasts retreated like a tide.

Looking at the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators with dark complexions on the city wall, Yan Youtai frowned slightly.

With a grasp of his five fingers, clusters of blue lotuses appeared, their buds closing to envelop the cultivator. As the lotuses swayed, a faint, dark, poisonous aura rose.

Medical Secrets: The Blue Lotus Detoxification Method
A quarter of an hour later.

Yan Youtai shook his head slightly, glancing thoughtfully at the gloomy-faced Jade Pearl True Man. "Third-tier spiritual poison, no doubt."

These Foundation Establishment cultivators were merely affected, but my cultivation of spiritual healing is limited. To eradicate the root of the poison, I need to ask Junior Brother Fang for help.”

Master Hu Lei glanced around and saw that among the fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators, two were from Xuan Yang Mountain.

Of the remaining thirteen Foundation Establishment cultivators, five are from Fengling Immortal City, three from the White Bone Sect, four from the Joyful Union Sect, and one from the Heavenly Blade Dock.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators of Tiandaowu suffered the least damage, but Hengdaozi was barely alive.

"Heh! Jade Pearl, is this what you wanted?" Master Hu Lei said with a mocking expression, then swept up the two disciples of Xuan Yang Mountain and left.

Looking at the five Foundation Establishment cultivators, True Person Jiuqu's expression hardened slightly. Fengling Immortal City had a weak foundation, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators had been injured one after another, which was already close to his bottom line.

Qing Guanzi of the Hehuan Sect secretly regretted his actions. Had he known this would happen, he would never have taken back the elixir and offended Fang Yi.

Who is Gao Yuanlu, the person in charge of the White Bone Sect?

"Master Fang, save me!!"

As the gray light descended, Gao Yuanlu had already left the South City and was rapidly descending towards Xuanzhen Garden.

"Master Fang, I truly know nothing of your grudges with the Biyue Pavilion."

I implore you, for the sake of us both being human cultivators, to lend a helping hand.

The garden was shrouded in mist and covered with magical restrictions. A small silver-white beast stood on a cloud of demons, holding a spiritual fruit.

"The master is in seclusion; no unauthorized personnel allowed!"

Gao Yuanlu's face was ashen. He could already feel the spiritual poison eroding his dantian and sea of ​​qi. The medicinal properties of the third-level antidote pill he had taken earlier were being washed away.

"Master Fang!"

"Get lost!" A brown spiritual light struck down, and Gao Yuanlu's expression darkened slightly. Looking at the fierce Qi Jie, he dared not linger.

In the quiet room of Xuanzhen Garden.

Fang Yi smiled, and within the Five Poisons Cauldron, the Azure Spirit Liquid churned and transformed into Jade Cream.

"Nine injuries were handled well."

"Given the threat to our lives, I'd like to see what the Joyful Union Sect and the White Bone Sect have to say."

From the moment Biyue Pavilion began to ruin his reputation and various factions started to fuel the flames, he knew that there was no way to salvage the situation.

In a struggle for interests, there is no room for backing down.

Fang Yi took out seven jade bottles, put away the spiritual medicine in the cauldron, and then waved his hand to cast a jade talisman.

A moment later, the door to the quiet room opened, and Qin Yu and Huo Zhao arrived after a brief farewell.

Fang Yi nodded slightly and took out several visiting cards.

"Yu'er, Zhao'er, take my visiting card and go to Ziguang Garden to visit Master Hu Lei."

At dusk, the bright moon hung high in the sky over Xuanji Garden.

Inside the waterside pavilion, Yan Youtai frowned, staring at his disciple whose face was ashen.

He spoke to the elderly man who was being treated.

"Pharmacist Zhao, do you have any ideas about these two juniors?"

With a wave of his hand, Pharmacist Zhao put away the twelve gold needles and sighed on his wrinkled face.

"This poison is strange and has seeped into the soul; it's beyond my ability to resolve."
"If we want to remove the spiritual poison, we'll have to ask the one from Xuanzhen Garden for help; only then will there be any chance."

"Thank you for your help, Pharmacist Zhao."

Yan Youtai closed his eyes slightly and waved for Pharmacist Zhao to leave.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; beside the waterside pavilion, the lotus leaves are lush and green, and the fragrance of lotus blossoms wafts through the air.

Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with Bagua runes, and a wooden staff fell down. "Since Junior Brother Fang is here, why bother with all the pretense?"

"Splash!" The Azure Water Ancient Map fluttered, rippling with layers of deep blue water light, blocking the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff.

A soft laugh rang out, and lotus blossoms bloomed. Fang Yi, wearing a pine crown and a smile on his lips, slowly walked out.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Yan."

Yan Youtai slightly closed his eyes and scanned the two Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Xuanji Garden with his divine sense.

"Junior Brother Fang, what price will be required to treat these two juniors from Tianji Peak?"

Fang Yi looked at Yan Youtai with a half-smile and took out a bottle of emerald green elixir from his sleeve.

"We're all from the same sect, so why talk about a price?"

This elixir can temporarily suppress the spiritual poison. Junior Brother Tuohu Lei has arranged to meet with True Person Jiuqu and will go ahead.

The blue lotus withered, and the blue halo swirled; Fang Yi had vanished without a trace.

Yan Youtai frowned slightly, and a blue silk ribbon emerged from his sleeve, rolling up a medicine bottle.

He opened the medicine, a spiritual light emanating from the tip of his nose. He inhaled a wisp of medicinal energy, flicked his fingertips, and sent the energy to the two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

In less than ten breaths, the two cultivators awoke from their unconsciousness, and most of the grayish-white aura around their eyes dissipated.

"Haoxuan, Hetong, how are you two feeling?"

Qiu Haoxuan and Lu Hetong were surrounded by spiritual light. One of them summoned seven counting rods, and the other summoned a black tortoise shell.

Both are from Tianji Peak, and are second-tier Tianji Masters who practice divination.

A quarter of an hour later, the two looked at each other, and Qiu Haoxuan, who was older, spoke up.

“Uncle-Master Yan, the poison in my dantian has been suppressed and my Dao foundation has not been eroded, but the spiritual poison cannot be expelled.”

Yan Youtai condensed azure light at his fingertips and unleashed azure silk. After a few breaths, he spoke.

"Haoxuan and Hetong, you two go back and rest. Your master will handle the matter of the spirit poison."

Qiu Haoxuan and Lu Hetong bowed in unison, expressing their gratitude. "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Uncle."

After a while, a gentle breeze blew through the waterside pavilion, and a faint sigh arose.

"A third-tier spiritual healer, truly living up to his reputation."

Yan Youtai summoned the Xuanyang Guards and gave them instructions.

"Issue my decree that, from this day forward, the disciples of Tianji Peak shall cease spreading Fang Yi's infamous reputation."

Instead, it should be praised as a testament to Fang Yi's profound medical skills and benevolent heart.

Ziguangyuan.

Master Jiuqu held a jade-green medicine bottle in his hand, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Sect Leader Fang is truly skilled. He managed to refine a spiritual medicine from a cultivator in the city who was poisoned by the spiritual poison in just one day."

"It's just a temporary fix, a clever way to suppress the spiritual poison," Fang Yi chuckled.

"Fang's home was deserted and his reputation was ruined. In his spare time from cultivation, he could only devote himself to studying spiritual medicine."

The spiritual poison that the cultivator was previously afflicted with must have been diluted from this third-tier spiritual poison, and I, Fang, also possess some hidden strength.

Suppressing the poison damage temporarily is not difficult.

Master Jiuqu's eyes narrowed slightly as he cut to the chase. "If you wish to treat any of the disciples in your sect, what price will you pay?"

“Brother Jiuqu, a third-level spiritual physician is also qualified to start the Woyuntai Dharma Assembly and do his part to rectify the situation in Dadu Ancient City.”

Fang Yi's words were pointed. "The Woyuntai Dharma Assembly will begin tomorrow. I wonder what Brother Jiuqu's thoughts are?"

Master Jiuqu frowned slightly. He knew why Fang Yi hadn't gone to Woyuntai yet.

Now that he's speaking, it's to get to the bottom of things, and he knows exactly what's going on.

Thinking of the Foundation Establishment disciples of Fengling Immortal City, he sighed softly, realizing that their foundations were ultimately shallow.

"Alright, as Master Fang says, I will attend the Woyuntai Dharma Assembly."

The next day.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The majestic sound of the bell resounded throughout the heavens and earth, the clouds and mist churned, and a stone platform rose up.

Inside the cave, Zhiyangzi's expression changed slightly, and he transformed into a streak of light and sped away.

"The Cloud-Sleeping Platform has been erected, attracting cultivators from the ancient city who have achieved pseudo-core cultivation. This is a sign of something major happening."

In the Magnolia Garden, Yu Zhu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, transforming into azure water.

(End of this chapter)