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

Chapter 655 A Hidden Tactic of the Contract: Taking Down Both Humans and Transvestites
Dadu Ancient City is located 300 miles to the south.

In the heart of the dense ancient forest, a hundred miles of turquoise lakes shimmer under the sunlight, with water vapor rising from them.

A streak of gray light descended, and Chen Xuan, clad in a robe with animal patterns, carefully stepped out from within it, his gaze sweeping over the area without finding any other cultivators.

"Dry Soul Old Monster stood me up again?" He frowned, feeling dissatisfied.

If it weren't for a request for the ancient city's array diagram, they would have already joined forces with Chen Erxiang and Chen Yuhua to send the departed soul on its way.

"Ha! Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, stop throwing mud at me. I always keep my word."

Fang Yi's face was covered with wrinkles, his long hair was like withered grass, and he walked out of the forest with a wooden cane, his steps faltering.

Chen Xuan's face tightened, and he said in a cold voice.

"Dry Soul, the siege of the city by the demonic beasts has lasted for nearly five years, and the formation of the Great Du Ancient City has been delayed time and time again. You should give me an explanation!"

"Explain?"
"As a third-tier array master, how could you not know the level of skill with which Master Jiuqu meticulously arranged his grand array?"

Fang Yi paused slightly, then rubbed his index finger and thumb together.

"However, after much planning, I managed to win over one of Master Jiuqu's disciples."

I would appreciate it if you could reimburse me for any of the expenses incurred.

"Hmm?" Chen Xuan wondered which of the Nine-Bend True Person's disciples had been bribed. "Withered Soul, what do you want?"

"Beast Blood Bead." Fang Yi smiled, his turbid eyes filled with determination.

really!

Chen Xuan's face was ashen, and a strange sense of familiarity welled up inside him.

This old man is obsessed with the blood beads.

As his lifespan drew to a close, he began practicing the "Book of Nourishing Longevity with Yin Blood".

'This old man's aura is getting older and older.' Looking at the frail and aged Fang Yi in front of him, Chen Xuan felt a smile in his heart.

Although the core spiritual object, the Blood-Weeping Stone, is in his possession, it is of inferior quality.

The withered soul, wanting to prolong its life, has no choice but to exert its strength.

He said in a deep voice, "The blood beads are not a problem, but the array diagram alone is not enough!"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, his face showing displeasure, and a chilling glint appeared in his cloudy eyes. "Beast Demon, what do you mean by this!"
Do you think I'm easy to bully?

The withered banner was shrouded in the aura of corpses and entangled with yin energy. Fang Yi held the banner handle in his hand, and his crimson eyes were faintly visible on the delicate surface of the banner.

What do you mean?
"If you're willing to become a withered soul, the beast blood bead won't be a problem. If you're not, we can part ways, and I won't pursue the matter further." Chen Xuan's words were pointed.

"You!" Fang Yi gripped the Void Realm Withering Banner tightly with his five fingers. The veins on his thin fingers bulged and twisted, like earthworms.

"Beast Demon, are you going to tear off my mask and start a fight?"

"So what if we tear off the mask?" Chen Xuan, holding the Myriad Beast Furnace, stepped forward to confront him.

"With your actions and behavior, fellow Daoist, it's likely that you'll find it difficult to cultivate the [Yin Blood Nourishing Longevity Book]."

Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, listen to my advice: Condensing the core is not easy. You must know when to advance and when to retreat, and understand the gains and losses.

If you should back down, you should. Don't let a moment of impulsiveness lead to regret later.

Fang Yi's face was flushed red, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

"Fellow Daoist, did you plan this all along? Did you think you had me cornered?"

"So what if it is? If you are unwilling, you may leave!" Chen Xuan smiled, feeling pleased with himself.

Having been suppressed by this old monster for so long, his resentment dissipated, his spirit became clear, and the flow of magical power in his dantian became three times lighter.

Fang Yi's robes fluttered, his withered hair danced wildly, and the precious banner in his hand exuded a corpse aura, as he prepared to unleash his full power.

But in the end, he did not make a move.

"Alright, when the beast tide began, I intervened and stopped a Core Formation cultivator."

I guarantee that Chen Xian of Tiandaowu will not make a move during the beast tide!

However, I must first obtain five Tier 3 Blood Beads.

"Five? Impossible!" Chen Xuan took out a scroll of magic contracts and a fist-sized scarlet pearl from his sleeve.

"How many Beast Blood Beads did you take before, Ku Hun?"
"Now you want to take five more? Don't daydream, you withered soul!" Chen Xuan refused decisively.

The Chen family gained a lot from this beast tide, but they used it all to sacrifice for the Netherfire Sword and repair the treasure's restrictions. There was absolutely no way they would give up the Blood Pearl.

"This..." Fang Yi hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed. "I can compromise, but you must hand over the Blood-Weeping Stone to me first!"

"Impossible!" Chen Xuan thought coldly. The Bloodstained Stone was the key to controlling Fang Yi; it was his weakness and Achilles' heel.

If we let go, what if this old monster disappears without a trace?!
"This won't do, that won't do, you beast demon, do you think I'm made of clay?" Fang Yi grabbed with his five fingers, and ancient vines emerged from his sleeves. Corpse energy tangled up, and phosphorescent flames flickered, transforming into pale white handprints that slammed down.

"Sigh!" A ghostly wail echoed as a jet-black dragon claw emerged from the Myriad Beasts Furnace.

"Boom!" The corpse demon energy clashed and collided. At the point of impact, ancient trees were shattered, the earth cracked, and a huge crater hundreds of feet deep was created.

Behind Fang Yi, the Netherworld Banner swayed, and two scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent. The churning Yin energy gathered again, transforming into a pale hand with distinct knuckles.

His eyes were gloomy, and his voice was hoarse.

"If I were to take another step back, I would give you the entire 'Yin Blood Nourishing Longevity Book,' plus three Myriad Beast Blood Beads."

"If that doesn't work, well, I can't do anything to you, but ruining your grand plans is not difficult."

Fang Yi sneered, his threat evident in his words. He was certain that the three True Immortals of the Chen family would not give up so easily.

The three True Immortals of the Chen family are not cultivators from the Great Cloud Cultivation Sect. They came here far from their homes, with no one to rely on.

Whether one wishes to establish a foothold in Dayun, inherit the Daoist tradition, or seek revenge, the fundamental solution lies in fully repairing the Netherfire Sword.

Chen Xuan knew that this old monster was ruthless and should not be pushed to the extreme.

"Alright! As long as you, Beast Demon, are willing to sign the contract, the entire [Yin Blood Nourishing Longevity Book] and the three Myriad Beast Blood Pearls can be given to you."

However, a legal deed must be signed!

He calculated in his heart that as long as he had the Blood-Weeping Stone in hand, even if the withered old ghost obtained the [Yin Blood Longevity Book], he would still have to push the beast tide in order to extend his lifespan enough.

What happens after the beast tide ends?

By releasing information about the withered soul's collusion with the demon race, he offended six forces in the Great Yun Kingdom. As a rogue cultivator at the Core Formation stage, he was left with no one to rely on and had nowhere to go in the vast Great Yun Kingdom.

At that time, whether they plant a spell to restrict them, take them in as slaves, or kill them and then refine them into the Netherfire Sword, the three True Persons of the clan will have plenty of time and resources.

Without further hesitation, Chen Xuan unleashed his magic power from his palm, and crimson spiritual light enveloped the magic contract, which slowly unfolded in the air.

He forced a touch of scarlet from his fingertips, and with a flourish, he traced lines across the seal.

A few moments.

‘It’s done! ’

Fang Yi's expression was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water, but in his heart, quite the opposite, a faint joy rose up.

His purpose in coming here was to keep the beast tide going and to fight against the cultivators of the ancient city.

The fiercer the conflict between humans and demons, the higher the status of spiritual healers becomes. Obtaining spiritual items and gaining a higher status in Xuan Yang Mountain is several times easier than usual.

Putting everything else aside, that second-tier puppet armor alone, if it weren't for the constant beast tides, would be hard to sell even for five hundred spirit stones, let alone eight hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Obtaining a Tier 3 Blood Bead is a secondary objective.

And what about the "Book of Nourishing Longevity with Yin Blood"?
It was merely a feint, intended to mislead the Beast Demon Immortal and prevent him from becoming suspicious.

After condensing his golden elixir, his lifespan became exceptionally long, far exceeding that of other immortals of the same level.

He also had a close friend who was a Fire Dao Golden Core cultivator at the third level of alchemy.

Even if one intends to prolong life, one should collect spiritual objects and refine longevity pills, rather than using unorthodox methods that pollute one's foundation.

Fang Yi held the magic contract, scanning it inch by inch with his divine sense. After a while, a ray of spiritual light appeared on his fingertip, turning into a mark and falling onto the magic contract.

"Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, are you waiting for me to sign the contract?"

Chen Xuan's heart sank slightly, and his face showed displeasure. "Withered Soul, if you're willing to sign, then leave your mark."

"If you're unwilling to sign, don't waste my time."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist, are you in a hurry, or do you have ulterior motives?" Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, his cold gaze like a knife piercing Chen Xuan's heart.

"Dry Soul, I am not you, don't make false accusations!" Chen Xuan said with displeasure.

"Slanderous accusations?" Fang Yi sneered, his five fingers brushing across the contract, erasing the gilded patterns at the four corners.

Lingwen outlined the patterns of the legal contract as supplementary clauses. He had done this countless times in his previous life, perhaps seventy or eighty times.

For a beast to do this is truly like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.

He then used his finger as a knife, and a ghostly light flashed.

"Tear it!"

The contract was split in two, one half as thin as a cicada's wing, with crystal-clear spiritual patterns outlined on it.

Half of it is shimmering with gilded light, with several lines engraved in dark patterns, completely different from the crystalline patterns.

The combination of the two has only one effect: once you obtain the Blood Bead, Jun must never fight Chen Xuan, or he will suffer a backlash from his soul.

Two Nascent Soul cultivators clashed, one suddenly suffering a backlash to his soul, the other having anticipated the attack but being caught off guard; the consequences were self-evident.

"Bang!" A handful of dry, yellow true fire rose from the palm, igniting the thin, cicada-wing-like magic contract, which then dissipated into blue smoke.

Fang Yi brushed his five fingers across the other half of the magic contract, his magical power flowing, and spiritual symbols formed tadpole-like patterns on the contract.

"Third-tier Dharma Contracts are rare, but Fellow Daoist Beast Ghost is certainly wealthy. I will fill in the gaps in your knowledge."
Fellow Daoist, don't forget this next time you sign a legal contract.

"Wow!"

The talisman glowed with golden light and unfolded in the air once more. Looking at the intricate talisman, Chen Xuan was slightly surprised.

This third-tier low-grade magic contract of the Chen family was a result of the family's foundation being activated by Chen Yuhua, the head of the Chen family, when the beast tide reached a critical moment.

The flaw was woven by the spirit contract master who crafted the contract; unexpectedly, this withered soul was able to patch it up.

"Five Blood Beads of Myriad Beasts?"

Chen Xuan's gaze lingered on the line of text in the decree. He waved his hand and unleashed a beam of spiritual light, intending to change the number of Myriad Beast Blood Beads to three.

"Whoosh!" A wisp of withered yellow magic power floated out from the fingertip, extinguishing the spiritual light.

Fang Yi tilted his head slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with a madness as he looked at Chen Xuan. "Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, the loser always has to pay the price."
"If you wish to fight me to the death, fellow Daoist, please feel free to make your move." Chen Xuan was startled and sighed inwardly. Having been caught red-handed, both sides were wary and had no choice but to back down.

His fingertips transformed, gathering the power of his soul, and he transformed it into a furnace seal that fell down.

The withered soul monster is willing to intervene to stop Chen Xian and help with the beast tide; everything else can be compromised for this.

Ultimately, he was simply outmatched and made a mistake.

Fang Yi's fingertips glowed with a withered yellow spiritual light as he made a mark, fully activating the magic contract.

The gilded spiritual light entered his soul, and he nodded slightly. Then, a jade slip flew out from his sleeve.

"Fellow Daoist Beast Demon, I have the [Yin Blood Nourishing Longevity Book] and the Myriad Beast Blood Pearl."

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, patted his storage bag, and a burst of inspiration flew out.

A skull covered in dark patterns and five scarlet blood beads were lifted up together by a spiritual light.

With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Yi used a withered yellow silk ribbon to roll up the skull and five beads of blood.

Seeing that there was no trace of reluctance in Chen Xuan's eyes, he knew.

"Under the beast tide, the number of blood beads obtained by the three True Immortals of the Chen family was by no means a small amount."

Therefore, the secret method of condensing blood beads must have been passed down in a profound way.

Upon receiving the jade slip, Chen Xuan scanned it with his divine sense. A quarter of an hour later, the joy in his eyes was hard to conceal.

The three key points of the array on the south city wall, and the weak points in the flow of spiritual energy, were all marked out.

With this jade slip, and with the combined efforts of several demon kings, they could easily break through the Wuyang Formation of the Great Du Ancient City.

A crimson aura emanated from beneath his feet, and he vanished into the depths of Sudu Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment." The Void Realm's Withered Glory Banner fluttered, and withered vines transformed into a net, blocking the way.

"Withered Soul, what do you mean by this!"

Chen Xuan's robes bulged as surging magical power erupted from him, pushing the Myriad Beasts Furnace to its limit.

Above the gray-tinged Myriad Beasts Furnace, malevolent spirits roared, three treasure seals urged the hidden treasures to be concealed, purple energy flowed, and the shadow of a dragon appeared.

"Yan!"

The roar echoed, the murderous aura filled the sky, and the purple-scaled dragon soul swam out of the furnace.

"Roar!!" With blazing flames and rolling heat waves, the Fiery Tiger leaped out, its crimson mane trembling, its eyes fixed on Fang Yi.

With two third-tier demon souls guarding him, Chen Xuan felt a slight sense of relief. He outlined his aura and transformed it into a Core Formation Domain.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be anxious. I have no ill intentions." Fang Yi's expression was strange. The way the real person in front of him reacted was beyond his expectations.

Chen Xuan did not restrain his magical power upon hearing this. A sinister cry echoed, and another third-tier demon soul appeared. The Gray Feather Eagle was eyeing the Myriad Beasts Furnace covetously.

He wouldn't believe a single word, not even a tiny bit, of what this withered soul said, which sounded like a distorted beast.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi felt a surge of spiritual light beneath his feet and retreated several dozen steps, leaning on his wooden cane.

"I am merely informing you, my friend, that although we have obtained the array diagram, Chen Xian of Tiandaowu is acting suspiciously."

It will take me a year to block his path.”

"Alright! A year from now, the demonic beasts will attack the city." After Chen Xuan spoke, he retreated cautiously into the depths of Sudu Mountain, guarded by two third-tier demonic souls.

As the light disappeared into the distance, Fang Yi's eyes darkened.

"The three third-tier demon souls, nurtured for many years, are a great tonic for the Void Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner."
Unfortunately, this beast-demon was too wary.

A blue aura flowed around him, and he became like grass and trees, his aura completely disappearing.

"These five beast blood beads are enough for Chi Yin to advance his cultivation further. Next, we'll see what Senior Brother Gu does."

The next day.

A hundred miles south of Dadu Ancient City, dark clouds obscured the moon, with only occasional starlight twinkling.

In the dense ancient forest, ancient ferns and mosses covered the ground, and withered branches and fallen leaves piled up.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

As the deer-like creature pounded its four hooves, its dark blue demonic power spread, causing ancient vines to grow and transform into a vibrant throne.

Then, accompanied by the surge of blood energy and the continuous cries of monkeys, the Golden-Eyed Ape King strode out from the forest.

Gu Jiushang, tall and slender with golden sideburns trembling, followed behind.

Then came the melodious cries of cranes, the howling of the wind, the rolling heat waves, the crimson fiery snakes crawling by, the surging waters, and the giant elephants treading on the waves.

Seeing that all the demon kings had arrived, Lu Xiaozi's gaze fell on Chen Xuan, who was dressed in a black robe and whose face was covered by a hood, under the ancient forest.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

A burst of spiritual light emanated from Chen Xuan's fingertips, with five colors—green, white, red, black, and yellow—flowing and outlining the Wuyang Formation.

"I have been fortunate enough to fulfill my mission and have obtained this Great Generosity Ancient City Mountain Protection Formation Diagram."
"Please observe, everyone. Once these three key points of the Wuyang Grand Formation are breached, the ancient city's cultivators will lose their protection and be unable to cause any trouble."

"Ha! Beast Demon Immortal is joking." Gu Jiushang sat on the large blue stone, seeing that the demon kings such as Deer Demon and Golden-Eyed Ape King did not stop him.

He continued.

"Without the great formation, there are still five Core Formation True Persons in the ancient city who are comparable to demon kings."

Nine Turns, Thunderclap, Yan Youtai, Jade Pearl, Chen Xian, and the demonic pet of Fang Yi, the third-tier pharmacist.

"Though my demon king is brave, even two fists cannot defeat four hands."

Gu Jiushang bent his limbs, gathered his strength slightly, and leaped up, landing beside the beast demon.

His eyes were sinister, radiating murderous intent.

"Three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators and three early-stage Core Formation combatants."

"Beast Demon, you incite the great tide of my demon race, your intentions are treacherous!"

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The ancient forest was silent. Lu Xiaozi gave Gu Jiushang an approving look, and then spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Beast Ghost, my demon race has contributed a great deal. When will the three True Persons from your lineage make their move?"

We can't expect both sides to suffer losses while we reap the benefits, can we?

The Beast Demon Master's heart was gloomy, and his sharp gaze fell on Gu Jiushang.

The Chen family and the demon race had a tacit understanding in the past. The Demon King knew that he had ulterior motives, but he also valued the three Core Formation warriors of the Chen family.

Chen Yuhua and Lu Xiaozi fought to a draw; otherwise, the demon race would not have compromised so easily.

Now, this golden-armored lion, acting like a fool, has exposed the truth, which is just what Deer Demon is about to do.
"Beast Demon, are you trying to bully the weak?" The Golden-Eyed Ape King moved swiftly, landing in front of Gu Jiu Shang in one step.

He patted Gu Jiushang's back, signaling him to take half a step back.

Gu Jiushang understood, his golden fur trembled slightly, and he nimbly retreated behind the Golden-Eyed Ape King.

Having already stirred things up and gained favor with the Demon King, it was no longer his place to interfere.

An hour later.

In the ancient forest, only the demon kings such as Deer Demon and Golden-Eyed Ape King remained, along with three Core Formation seed cultivators: Golden-Armored Lion Gu Jiushang, Four-Clawed Wolf, and Wave Toad.

Lu Xiaozi glanced at Gu Jiushang and the other two, and spoke, "The three of you are pillars of our demon race. What are your thoughts on that beast demon?"

Recalling Gu Jiushang's earlier words, he paused slightly. "The Golden Armored One is meticulous in his actions; perhaps there's a way to deal with him!"

The Four-Clawed Wolf and the Water Toad felt a jolt in their hearts. They didn't know where the Golden Armored Lion had gotten its spiritual poison, making it the number one killer of human cultivators.

Initially, only the Golden-Eyed Ape King expressed his support, but now it seems that the Deer Demon Child also has his eye on him.

The two demons exchanged a glance, both seeing the murderous intent buried deep within each other's eyes.

With limited support from the Demon King and a finite number of Core Formation spirit materials, it wouldn't be difficult for the Golden Armored Lion to continue like this, taking away at least 60% of the Core Formation spirit materials.

Gu Jiushang glanced at the two demonic beasts out of the corner of his eye.

Just as the master said, they took the bait.

According to the master, even if I am outstanding, occupying 60% of the Core Formation spiritual objects is already the limit.

Sixty percent of the spiritual items are already a large portion, but how can that compare to possessing them all?

Seven days later.

In the ancient city of Dadu, monsters surged like a tide, crashing against the southern city wall.

In Xuanzhen Garden, Fang Yi held a jade talisman tainted with demonic energy, his eyes gleaming.

He took a step forward and was lifted up by Qinglian.

Amidst the swirling lightning in the clouds, Sheng Bo'an, dressed in a purple robe, bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Uncle."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, his expression suggestive. "Nephew Sheng, has Senior Brother Hu Lei given you any instructions?"

Sheng Bo'an's lips moved, using a telepathic technique. "Master instructed that everything is to be decided by my uncle."

Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He has made moves against both the human and demon races, and he intends to seize this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.

　Didi, one day until the name change countdown.

　　Cultivation begins with the method of swallowing gold to replenish yang.

　　Fang Yi was sixteen years old that year when he woke up in an unfamiliar world of cultivation.

　　As a time traveler, feeling the fair and tender flesh, my heart pounded like a drum.

　　"Finally, I am no longer withered and decaying, nearing the end of my life, and decrepit old!"

　　His body trembled as he resolved to keep a low profile. "The Yin Corpse needs to be nurtured, and the Human Puppet can still be refined, but we must think thrice before acting and exterminate the entire clan to prevent future troubles."

　　
　　At Xuan Yang Mountain, Fang Yi looked at his graceful senior sister, who was surrounded by a group of cultivators and treated like a star among the moon, with a strange expression on his face.

　　"Huh? I'm still in the talent search phase, and I've already been targeted?"

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)