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

Chapter 646 The Situation Reverses, Cultivators Become Friends
Woyuntai.

Six cloud beds are suspended lightly, symbolizing the power of True Immortals who have settled in the six directions of the ancient city.

On either side of the cloud bed are meditation cushions woven from calming vines, where any pseudo-Taoist who has taken root in the ancient city of Dadu can have a seat.

As the crimson light descended, Zhiyangzi landed on the futon, looked at the six empty cloud beds, and began to chat with the surrounding cultivators.

The ancient bell tolled softly, and You Ming, holding the bronze bell in his hand, led his two friends, who were pretending to be alchemists, to sit on the prayer mats.

Then, a continuous stream of light appeared, and five-colored mists of blue, red, black, white, and yellow swirled around them as one by one, the pseudo-Dan cultivators took their seats.

"Fellow Daoist Zhiyangzi, I have just returned to the ancient city today and have been unable to communicate with anyone. Do you know why the Woyun Dharma Assembly was convened?"

Shanfa was thin and wiry, with a smooth scalp. He wore a kasaya and looked curious.

As a well-known rogue cultivator in the ancient city who had mastered the art of fake alchemy, he couldn't afford to be careless.

The Woyun Dharma Assembly is located at the heart of the ancient city of Dadu, determining the purchase of spiritual items, the prices of elixirs and talismans, and the offensive and defensive strategies of cultivators.
Six parties negotiated the general trend of the ancient city's development, and any fake alchemist would not miss it.

"Master Shanfa, the Dharma assembly must be related to yesterday's beast tide. Three pseudo-Dan cultivators were severely injured, and fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators are suffering from spiritual poison; their fates are uncertain."

Zhiyangzi responded, saying that as fellow rogue cultivators without any sect to rely on, the rogue cultivators in the ancient city who had achieved the rank of Pseudo-Core were in tacit understanding and would advance and retreat together.

"They've arrived!" You Ming, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened them. He was the oldest and kindest of the cultivators. After Rong Zhouzi's disappearance, the other cultivators subtly regarded him as the most respected.

He reminded them, "Fellow Daoists, while third-tier spiritual poison is troublesome, don't forget that one from Xuanzhen Garden."
Despite its less-than-stellar reputation, the third-tier spiritual medicine it produces is absolutely genuine.

"Boom!" Purple lightning roared, and thunder swirled around them as the Thunder God and Yan Youtai arrived with a joint spell.

Then, as the yellow sand swirled, the Nine-Bend Immortal, clad in a brown robe, slowly descended.

The white skeleton chuckled eerily, exuding an eerie aura. Pink spiritual light swirled around it, and seductive music echoed. Gao Yuanlu, his face deathly pale, sat down on the cloud bed one after the other with Qing Guanzi.

The group exchanged glances and turned their gazes toward the outside of the platform, where the final person was the key figure of the day.

Golden light crisscrossed the ancient city. Chen Xian was lean and wiry, with eyes like a hawk. "Greetings, fellow Daoists."

Jade Pearl Immortal, dressed in an apricot-yellow palace makeup, stood on the rippling blue waves, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze fixed on Hu Lei Immortal and Yan Youtai.

"Hu Lei, what is the purpose of your grand assembly at Woyun Dharma Assembly?"

Master Hu Lei slightly curled the corners of his mouth and moved his magic slightly, leaving the central position on the altar empty.

"Yuzhu, I'm not the main character today."

"Who else could it be but you? Yan Youtai?" Jade Pearl Immortal felt a surge of irritation. Han Kuizhi was afflicted with spiritual poison, and of the Three Friends of Winter, two were dead and one was crippled.

"That is me!" A cold voice rang out, like metal clashing against stone. A flowing aura emanated from the water, and lotus blossoms bloomed, forming a verdant rainbow bridge.

Fang Yi, tall and straight, wearing a robe that seemed to transform mountains and rivers, slowly stepped out from the horizon.

He sat down on the cloud bed, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so fake alchemists on the futons.

After skipping over Gao Yuanlu, Qing Guanzi, Jiu Qu, and others, the narrative paused on the female cultivator in palace attire.

"Fellow Daoist Yuzhu seems somewhat surprised?"

He chuckled. "In the early years, when the six factions jointly built the ancient city of Dadu, they signed a legal contract."

"The Azure Water Pavilion has proposed that those who have reached the third level in the various arts of immortal cultivation can convene a Dharma assembly, thus attaining a rank equivalent to a Core Formation True Person."

A fierce glint appeared in Jade Pearl Master's eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

The reason why Biyue Pavilion proposed this matter was that the spiritual medicine lineage of the sect was not being passed down, but the weapon-refining method of the main lineage of Xuanyang Mountain was interrupted, and they wanted to take advantage of it.

She said coldly, "That's for supporting cultivators of good character and exceptional talent."

"Fang Yi, you are ruthless and have murdered two potential Core Formation cultivators from Heavenly Blade Pavilion and White Bone Sect. How are you qualified to preside over the Cloud-Sleeping Dharma Assembly?"

"Ask all the fellow Daoists present, who would dare to believe you, you treacherous villain?"

"Whoosh!" A cacophony of voices arose on the prayer mat, as the Azure Water Pavilion and Heavenly Blade Dock joined forces, while the White Bone Sect and Wind Spirit Immortal City added fuel to the fire.

In Xuanyang Mountain, the Tianji Peak lineage also stirs up trouble.

With 80% of the forces in Dadu Ancient City tacitly joining forces, Fang Yi's reputation is truly infamous.

Seeing the apprehension that Zhiyangzi, Fashan, Youming, and the others had towards him, Fang Yi chuckled.

"Fellow Daoist Yuzhu said that I secretly harmed the seed of Core Formation and extorted Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"Words alone are not enough; is there any evidence?"

"The dead Chen Ju and the White Bone Sect cultivators are the evidence!" Jade Pearl True Person refused to back down. There were more than ten fake Core Formation cultivators present in the ancient city. If Fang Yi were to turn the tables, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The various arts of cultivation are used to enrich one's own cultivation, but the Biyue Pavilion will not allow it. Another Huang Guangsheng will emerge from Xuanyang Mountain.

"Oh?" Fang Yi smiled faintly, his gaze falling on the gray cloud bed.

"Since Fellow Daoist Gao Yuanlu is here, may I ask if you have any connection with the fall of the Core Formation disciples of the White Bone Sect?"

not good!

Master Yuzhu's heart tightened, his lips moved, and he quickly transmitted his voice.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, since we have signed this contract, there is a piece of third-grade low-level Yin Serpent Marrow in the secret vault of the Azure Water Pavilion."

As long as you stick to the plan

"No," Gao Yuanlu said, his five fingers gripping the medicine bottle in his sleeve.

"The White Bone Sect never had a Core Formation seed; they all perished at Fang Yi's hands. I, Gao, have no idea where those previous rumors came from."

"Gao Yuanlu!" Jade Pearl Master's voice suddenly rose, becoming extremely sharp, and a surging aura pressed down.

The white jade skull emitted a sinister light, and Gao Yuanlu thought of yesterday's visiting card and elixir.

Sensing the frozen, dark poisonous mist in his dantian, he raised his five fingers and his divine sense rippled.

"I, Gao, swear by my Dao heart that the loss of the Core Formation seed within the White Bone Sect is entirely their own fault, and has nothing to do with Fellow Daoist Fang."

"Fellow Daoist Yuzhu, did you understand?" Fang Yi smiled, his expression gentle and refined.

"If you are deaf or blind, would you please repeat it again?"

"Fang Yi, you!" Jade Pearl Master pointed at Fang Yi, her body trembling slightly.

To prevent Fang Yi from winning people's hearts, she ordered the sect to send over a third-tier spiritual medicine to neutralize the spiritual poison.

How could it be so fast!

A chill ran through her. Yesterday, the cultivator was poisoned by spiritual poison; now there's a way to cure it?
Gao Yuanlu is greedy and shameless. Today, he is willing to make a vow made by his inner demons and break it to prove Fang Yi's innocence.

They either gain enormous benefits or get caught red-handed.

Fang Yi's gaze fell upon the scene, and he spoke again. "Master Jiuqu is highly respected. I've heard that some of your cultivators have also been harmed by me?"

"This is not true; it's just rumors," Master Jiuqu denied.

"Does the Hehuan Sect have any cultivators like this?" Fang Yi asked again.

Qing Guanzi tossed aside her black hair at her temples, her body shifting slightly, revealing her alluring and voluptuous figure.

"Fellow Daoist Fang is joking. The younger generation of the Hehuan Sect is extremely eager to take a liking to Sect Leader Fang."

"Senior Brother Yan, is there any news about this in Xuan Yang Mountain?" Fang Yi's gaze shifted again.

"No!" Yan Youtai closed his eyes slightly and sighed inwardly. After today, he would no longer be able to suppress Fang Yi.

“Fellow Daoist Yuzhu, please observe: Xuan Yang Mountain, Hehuan Sect, Baigu Sect, and Fengling Immortal City all lack cultivators of this caliber.”

Fang Yi's gaze was intense. "Fellow Daoist Chen Xian, is there any connection between Chen Ju's foundation being secretly destroyed and me?"

"Ok?"

"what?"

"Well!"

Hu Lei, Jiu Qu, Yan Youtai, and others, including Zhi Yangzi and You Ming under the altar, all focused their attention on the lean Chen Xian.

"No way," an incredulous thought surfaced in everyone's minds.

Chen Xian sighed inwardly, and spoke under the cold gaze of Jade Pearl Master.

"I am also unaware of Chen's refusal, but he does not hold any grudge against the other party."

"Chen Xian!" Jade Pearl Master's eyes widened in disbelief, never expecting to be betrayed by Chen Xian.

"Wow!" More than a dozen pseudo-core cultivators watching were in an uproar. Hu Lei, Jiu Qu, and Yan Youtai also did not expect Chen Xian to go back on his word.

Ignoring Jade Pearl Immortal's sharp, knife-like gaze, Chen Xian slightly closed his eyes, and three emerald-green medicine bottles lay in his storage bag.

Biyue Pavilion and Tiandao Dock are allied, but their fundamental interests are in conflict.

With Rong Zhou gone, the support of rogue cultivators lacking pseudo-core cultivators has diminished. In order to suppress the third-tier spiritual healers of Xuan Yang Mountain, Tian Dao Wu sacrificed a Core Formation seed, paying a considerable price.

Now that the Hehuan Sect, the White Bone Sect, and the Fengling Immortal City are helping each other, and Xuanyang Mountain has stopped its internal strife, the situation is settled.

He was unwilling to sacrifice another fake alchemist for something that could not be changed.

Fang Yi's eyes flickered slightly as his gaze fell upon Jade Pearl True Person. The Azure Water Pavilion possessed the [Azure Sea Green Vine Scripture] inheritance, while the Heavenly Blade Dock did not.

"Fellow Daoist Yuzhu, am I qualified to preside over the Woyun Dharma Assembly?"

"Hmph!" Jade Pearl Master's eyes grew even colder, and a chilling killing intent almost burst forth.

Fang Yi was not angry. A small silver-white beast emerged from his arms, its earth-elemental demonic power flowing around it, easily blocking the killing intent.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yuzhu has tacitly agreed, Fang Yi will not refuse."

"The beast tide is dangerous, and the demon king is cunning. Yesterday, all of you juniors were secretly harmed by the demon's poison."

As a major sect of the human race, Xuan Yang Mountain has an unshirkable duty. From this day forward, all cultivators who fight for the ancient city may come to Xuan Zhen Garden to find me.

His robes fluttered in the wind, and with a grasp of his slender fingers, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner swayed, while the Azure Lotus Banner moved without wind, releasing wisps of medicinal fragrance.

"In terms of spiritual healing skills, I, Fang, have some experience. I am the most respected person in the Great Cloud."

Gao Yuanlu immediately spoke. "On behalf of the White Bone Sect cultivators, I, Gao, thank Sect Leader Fang!"

"Fellow Daoist Fang is truly righteous," said Master Jiuqu.

"Thank you for your help, Master Fang." Qing Guanzi felt a pang of regret. Under such overwhelming force, it was almost a done deal.

How could she have imagined that Fang Yi could turn the tide against all odds?

Zhiyangzi, Youming, Fashan, and the others exchanged glances and unanimously agreed.

Under the beast tide, no one can be absolutely certain of not suffering severe injuries or being harmed by spiritual poison.

Now that Fang Yi has no problems, they are naturally willing to befriend him.

The trend is achieved!

Master Yuzhu had to admit that after this battle, Fang Yi's rise to power was unstoppable.

Three days later.

In Xuanzhen Garden, a bronze cauldron floats in the air, filled with the fragrance of herbs, and various strange phenomena of Xuanzhi and Baoshen circulate.

Qing Guanzi wore a thin veil, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her fair skin was faintly visible through the slit in her robe.

She placed the two jade boxes on the stone table, her figure graceful and her eyes sparkling with spring-like beauty.

"Sect Leader Fang, I'll trouble you with the matter of the Yuan Yang Powder."

Fang Yi looked troubled. "Fellow Daoist Qing Guan, it's not that I'm unwilling to help."

Three days ago, Zhiyangzi sent over a piece of purple jade, entrusting it to be refined into Binghuo Marrow Cleansing Liquid.

Two days ago, Zen Master Fashan visited, offering half a scroll of the *Medicine Buddha Treatise* as payment, and requesting to refine Vajra ghee.

Yesterday, a high-ranking Daoist from the White Bone Sect sent over a piece of Yin Soul Marrow, intending to refine the Crimson Soul Cleansing Pearl.

Fang Yi pushed the two jade boxes back in front of Qing Guanzi and refused.

"Whether it's the Fire-Burning Marrow Elixir, Vajra Ghee, or the Crimson Soul-Cleansing Pearl, the required spiritual items are precious."

Among near-third-grade spiritual herbs, its refining difficulty is also top-notch, no less than that of ordinary third-grade low-grade spiritual herbs.

Mr. Fang was truly unable to attend to anything else.

As his reputation grew, the atmosphere of the ancient city changed dramatically, and Fang Yiling's name became increasingly famous.

In the past three days, more than three cultivators came to Fang Yi to refine spiritual medicines, but these three offered the highest value in terms of reward.

Purple Jade is a near-third-tier fire-elemental spiritual object, which can be used as an auxiliary material to repair Xu Qingshe's natal treasure.

The "Pharmacist's Treatise on Medicine" is a Buddhist three-stage spiritual medicine transmission. Although it is only a fragment, it is still valuable and can be used to improve oneself.

The Yin Soul Marrow barely crossed the threshold of a low-grade third-tier spiritual item. If it weren't for removing the spiritual poison, Gao Yuanlu would never have taken out such a treasured spiritual item.
Such a reward for Qing Guanzi, a single serving of the near-third-tier spiritual herb Zhuoyan Wood, is utterly insignificant.

Seeing that Fang Yi was unmoved by reason, Qing Guanzi gritted her teeth and her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Two new Foundation Establishment cultivators have emerged from the Hehuan Sect. The sisters are exceptionally beautiful and still virgins with abundant primordial yin energy."

"Could you, Master Fang, show some mercy and help me this once?"

"No." Fang Yi's gaze was pure and unmoved.

He had heard of the two sisters; one was as cold as ice, as proud as a plum blossom in the snow, and the other was as beautiful and delicate as a flower, both of them being first-rate beauties.

Countless cultivators in the ancient city were tempted to pluck the red pill and enjoy a night of passion.

But expecting to reimburse him for the fee he paid is wishful thinking.

"Master Fang is truly cold-hearted and ruthless, with a firm Dao heart." Qing Guanzi thought helplessly. A cultivator from the Hehuan Sect who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage and still remained a virgin was undoubtedly of excellent aptitude and had a good reputation.

She used this to befriend cultivators in the past, and gained many benefits in return, including those who had reached the Core Formation stage.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi encountered a setback.

After a moment's thought, she took out another spirit-sealing jade box from her storage bag. When she opened the box, a fist-sized crimson pearl was revealed, its flames flickering.

"I've heard that Master Fang is collecting fire-attribute spiritual items. I have a Crimson Spring Pearl here, which is a quasi-third-tier spiritual item."

Would this be acceptable as payment?

Fang Yi reached out and stroked the pearl, feeling its warm, fiery energy; his eyes brightened slightly.

Chi Yin has refined three-tiered blood beads in succession, ensuring a continuous supply of blood food. He is now not far from reaching the third level of Core Formation.

This precious pearl contains yin within fire, which, together with the red yin, refines and enhances the foundation and essence.

A smile played on his lips as he waved his hand, pocketing the pearl and the two jade boxes. "After the New Year, Fellow Daoist Qing Guanzi may come to Xuanzhen Garden to collect the medicine."

"After the New Year?" Qing Guanzi frowned slightly, knowing that this was already a third-level spiritual doctor with profound skills. Even a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor would not dare to say that they were completely confident.

"Brother Fang, could you please do it sooner?"

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, his face sincere. "It's not that I'm unwilling to earn spiritual items, but just analyzing a third-tier spiritual poison requires a lot of effort."

After that, the Binghuo Marrow Cleansing Liquid, Vajra Ghee, and Crimson Soul Cleansing Pearl were all just as difficult to refine as ordinary third-grade low-level spiritual medicines.

If you cannot wait, you may seek other spiritual healers to refine it.

Seeing Fang Yi take out the Crimson Spring Pearl, Qing Guanzi hurriedly said.

"Brother Fang, you misunderstand. It's only a year. I'll wait."

She felt helpless; countless cultivators in the ancient city sought favors from Fang Yi, this newly arrived spiritual healer.

There were more than ten pseudo-core cultivators, and more than a hundred foundation-building masters. As far as she knew, three of them had been living in Xuanzhen Garden for a long time.

The spiritual item had clearly been presented, awaiting Fang Yi's action.

An hour later.

Watching Qing Guanzi leave, Fang Yi waved his hand and released a jade talisman.

He had already finished refining the antidote for the third-order spiritual poison, but he didn't take advantage of the many cultivators who needed his help to solidify his reputation as the chief physician of the Great Cloud.

If the cultivators change their minds, it will be too troublesome.

As for the ancient city cultivators' fear of the demonic beast's third-tier spiritual poison?
Fang Yi knew perfectly well what was going on.

Having exhausted his Crimson-Tailed Scorpion venom, he had no more Tier 3 spiritual venom left.

"Qian Junhe is already preparing to take action. He can earn a considerable amount of spiritual items by refining spiritual medicines, but he still needs to spread his reputation to attract cultivators."

We can't miss out on this huge income from the puppet armor.

Kill Jinyuan.

A slender figure, wearing a hood, walked hurriedly and bowed to Chen Xian.

"Greetings, Master." Qian Junhe said nervously.

"What brings you here?" Chen Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, his imposing presence radiating authority.

"Reporting to the Master, Fang Yi has called off the auction and intends to sell the puppet armor to a disciple of Xuan Yang Mountain."

"Crack!" A crack appeared under Chen Xian's boots. He narrowed his eyes. The beast tide continued, and the puppet armor was crucial to the core of the sect, so he couldn't ignore it.

"What exactly happened? Why did Fang Yi change his mind?"

(End of this chapter)