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

Chapter 666 The Spiritual Object is Obtained, and the Disciples Gather at the Right Time (6000-word long chapter)
"died?"

In the dense rainforest, moss covered the ground, ancient ferns swayed, and the deer-like creature looked displeased.

He was merely honing his skills and gaining experience with the Four-Clawed Wolf; how could he have fallen so easily?

How did he die?
Several Core Formation cultivators from Xuan Yang Mountain, including that third-tier demonic pet, were being watched.

"Given the Four-Clawed Wolf's foundation, even if it encountered a fake Core Formation cultivator, it could at least escape. Who could easily kill it?"

On the branch, a small blue-feathered magpie, no bigger than a palm, lowered its head and grimaced, its slender claws gripping the branch tightly. With a bitter feeling in its heart, it respectfully reported the news.

"Reporting to Lord Xiao."

The cunning man went to Suihong Mountain, which was under the command of Tiandaowu, and was besieged by Gao Yuanlu of Baigumen and Qing Guanzi of Hehuanzong.

He fought valiantly, killing Gao Yuanlu, before being slain by Qing Guanzi.

"Qing Guanzi? Gao Yuanlu? When did this ill-fated couple get together again?"
"That old hag from the Hehuan Sect is actually willing to let go?"

Lu Xiaozi's expression turned strange. The incident involving Gao Yuanlu and Qing Guanzi over the past hundred years had caused just as much commotion as Fang Yi's current resistance against the beast tide.

The grudges and entanglements, the cause and effect, are like a tangled mess, impossible to unravel.

The blue-feathered magpie lowered its head, trying its best to minimize its presence.

She was just an ordinary second-tier low-grade flying bird; even a near-third-tier demon king wouldn't dare come here to find her as cannon fodder.

With a slight thought, Lu Xiaozi sent a crimson spiritual fruit to Qingyuque.

"I am aware of this matter. This second-grade superior Crimson Fruit will be bestowed upon you."

"Thank you for the generous gift, Lord Deer! I shall take my leave..."

With her delicate hands, Qingyuque came to report the news, hoping not to be blamed, but she never expected such a pleasant surprise.

Seeing Qingguang leave in such a hurry, Lu Xiaozi shook his head slightly. "This young man is timid."

I have long cultivated my character and abstained from eating sheep. Do you think I would swallow my own kind whole?

However, Gao Yuanlu…

"How is Yuanlu?"

Within the Xuanzhen Garden cave, life force gathered, and amidst the swirling emerald light, Qing Guanzi, draped in a pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), appeared deathly pale and on the verge of death.

She opened her eyes, abruptly rose from the cloud bed, ignoring her severed left arm, and asked the White Bone Sect disciple beside her who breathed a sigh of relief.

"What exactly happened to the Yuanlu?"

"Master, Senior Brother Gao has fallen!" Under the overwhelming power, the gray-robed cultivator trembled slightly, his heart filled with fear.

"Concentrate! Calm your mind!"

In the center of the medicine room, Fang Yi stood tall and straight, dressed in a brocade blue robe and wearing a black jade crown, looking exceptionally handsome.

His slender fingers glowed with spiritual light, his hand seals shifted, and he unleashed a vast and powerful aura.

A phantom of a cold plum blossom materialized, exuding a chilling aura, condensing water into ice, and landing on Qing Guanzi's head.

Medical Secret Technique: Minor Soul-Calming Method

"town!"

The chill seeped into his soul, and with the help of the Minor Soul-Calming Technique, Qing Guanzi's chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

"Yuanlu actually perished like this?"

A few moments.

Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she sighed, "Gao Lang has fallen. Sect Leader Fang, can you tell me what happened after I fainted?"

Fang Yi sighed slightly.

"I am also unaware of the details of this matter."

Just half a day ago, Fang was cultivating and refining spiritual medicine in Xuanzhen Garden when suddenly a disciple of the White Bone Sect led fellow Daoists into the courtyard.

Fellow Daoist had already fallen into a coma and suffered a severe loss of vital energy.

Fang Mouzi only heard that Fellow Daoist Gao Yunlu encountered a Four-Clawed Wolf, and after a bloody battle, he was killed by the monster by a single misstep.

Afterwards, the four-clawed wolf was struck by the fellow Daoist's desperate attack and fled in a sorry state.

As for the rest?

The fellow disciples of the White Bone Sect who went with Fellow Daoist Gao are still in the ancient city. Fellow Daoist Qing Guanzi can go and inquire about them."

"Four-clawed wolf!" Qing Guanzi was filled with boundless hatred, and the chaotic information in his soul was finally sorted out.

"Damn wretch!"

She stood up, about to bow and express her gratitude, when she suddenly realized that her left sleeve was empty, and her expression became uncertain.

In an attempt to severely injure the Four-Clawed Wolf, she sacrificed her left arm with blood and burned her inner energy, yet the Four-Clawed Wolf still managed to escape with its life.

However, it also severely damaged his vital energy, shortened his lifespan, and damaged his physical body.

Qing Guanzi paused slightly, his chest heaving a few times as he suppressed his anger and curtsied.

"Thank you for your help, Sect Leader Fang, in stabilizing my injuries."

The spiritual items and rewards used in this event will be sent to Xuanzhen Garden by the Hehuan Sect later.

I have other important matters to attend to now, so I must take my leave first.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, noticing the deep, unforgettable hatred hidden in Qing Guanzi's eyes.

Having already achieved his goal, he did not stop him and said gently, "Fellow Daoist Qing Guanzi, please do as you please."

"I take my leave!" With that, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and Qing Guanzi transformed into a pink streak of light and vanished.

Within the fading light, the graceful female cultivator gritted her teeth in secret.

She felt deeply pained and unable to forget her relationship with Gao Yuanlu after losing him.

Over two hundred years, nearly a hundred thousand days and nights of entanglement, have long since imprinted each other deep into the depths of their souls.
If it weren't for his efforts to save her, Gao Yuanlu wouldn't have been caught out of his way and had his soul shattered.

Qing Guanzi harbored resentment towards the four-clawed wolf and wanted to extract its soul and refine its spirit to avenge his grievances.

At the same time, he also hated Fang Yi!
If Xuan Yang Mountain had not colluded with the White Bone Sect and the Joyful Union Sect, if Fang Yi had not arranged a meeting and made a deal...

Gao Yuanlu has lived in the ancient city cave for a long time, so how could this have happened?
Qing Guanzi clenched his fist, his sharp nails digging into his palm, and bright red blood dripped continuously.

She knew this was displaced anger!
She also agreed to the three factions joining forces to divide up the shops in the spiritual land of Tiandaowu and share the profits.

But with her beloved gone, Qing Guanzi no longer cared about much.
The Four-Clawed Wolf is going to die!
Xuan Yang Mountain also couldn't gain any advantage.

Even the White Bone Sect will have to pay the price!

The pink light flashed and disappeared towards the Drunken Flower Pavilion in the city. Qing Guanzi's eyes burned with malice.

Gao Yuanlang is dead, and to avoid loneliness in the afterlife, the concubines he keeps are perfect companions.

In particular, not a single shop or spirit field privately ceded by Xuan Yang Mountain should be overlooked.
In Xuanzhen Garden.

The ancient mirror hangs high, its protective laws flowing, reflecting a pink streak of light passing through the ancient city.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his aura powerful and vigorous, like a surging river, continuous and unending.

"The Four-Clawed Wolf is dead. If the demon race is still unwilling to give up the beast tide, there is only one possibility left."
Golden elixir!

With the emergence of a Golden Core Demon King, the efforts of Demon Kings like Deer Demon, Golden-Eyed Ape King, and Luo Yu were not in vain.

"Judging by the time, Jiu Shang should have completely refined the two Core Formation spiritual items by now."

"The deer demon should also come knocking on our door."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, and he was not worried about the demon race causing a beast tide.

The three True Immortals of the Chen family were far more eager than him to incite a beast tide.

He had already gained immense benefits and fame amidst the beast tide; if things became unfavorable, he could withdraw at any time.

The three members of the Chen family paid a huge price to restore their superior-grade magic weapon through a blood sacrifice.

As long as there is even the slightest possibility, we will never give up; this is the foundation upon which our clan is built.

"Golden Armor, are you aware of the fall of the Four-Clawed Wolf?"

South of the ancient city, a thousand miles away, the mist formed by demonic power grew increasingly dense, constantly intersecting with the spiritual veins.

'Here it comes!'
The master is right. Among the demons, this Deer Demon is the most cunning and shrewd.

In the heart of the lush ancient forest, water splashes everywhere, and the agile body of a golden-armored lion emerges from the spring.

"The Four-Clawed Wolf has perished? I have heard my demon clan members mention it."

I heard he was killed by Gao Yuanlu?
"This fake Core Formation cultivator from the White Bone Sect actually possesses such combat skills?"

With its massive antlers atop its head, the deer-like creature trod lightly on all fours, its verdant light sweeping down like a carpet of green moss, continuously rolling towards the spiritual spring.

"Wow!"

"Why is Lord Lu doing this?"

Gu Jiushang's expression hardened slightly. He looked up at the sky and let out a long roar, as golden demonic power surged from his limbs and bones.

"Oh!"

The golden demonic power clashed with the spreading moss, offering no resistance whatsoever. The demonic power was drawn out by the moss and continued to sweep towards the spiritual spring.

Gu Jiushang knew that the moment had already arrived.

He and Fang Yi never underestimated Lu Xiaozi, this old monster who had lived for over seven hundred years.

Although the Four-Clawed Wolf acted in secrecy, it left no evidence whatsoever.

However, Gu Jiushang benefits the most, so Lu Xiaozi will inevitably become suspicious.

The world of cultivation is a place where the strong prey on the weak, and cultivation is paramount. It is never a place for reasoning or presenting evidence.

Gu Jiushang's gilded sideburns clung tightly to his body, his bones and muscles cracked and popped incessantly, and blood seeped from his fur.

He forcefully channeled his demonic power, opened his mouth and spat out two beams of spiritual light, which transformed into two Core Formation spiritual objects.

A crimson succulent, shrouded in fiery energy, exuding an air of opulence; a handful of silvery spiritual liquid, exceptionally profound.

The two's energy blended perfectly with Gu Jiushang's, continuously releasing medicinal power to nourish his body and repair his soul.

"When did you refine the Crimson Light Marrow Cleansing Mushroom and the Soul Cleansing Liquid, Golden Armor?"

The moss on the deer-like creature's four hooves eased slightly, and the look of surprise in its eyes faded.

Refining a Core Formation spiritual object is not easy. He originally intended to teach the Golden Armor Lion a lesson, first seizing a Core Formation spiritual object, and then finding a demon to train.

Having cultivated for over seven hundred years and deeply studied the principles of plant life, he had long ago realized that even if Gu Jiushang lost one of the two Core Formation artifacts, the Crimson Light Marrow Cleansing Mushroom and the Soul Cleansing Liquid, it would not affect his Core Formation.

At most, it will affect the quality of the pills, hinder the path of cultivation, and slow down the progress of cultivation after the formation of the core.
But it had no effect on him or his demon child.

Gu Jiushang's cultivation progress is slow, so he can enjoy more peaceful years.

'Unfortunately, the two Core Formation spiritual artifacts were completely refined and tainted by the demonic energy of the Golden Armored Lion; forcibly seizing them would be of little use.'

Lu Xiaozi hesitated for a moment, just about to speak.

"Wow!"

The melodious cry of the blue crane echoed as Luo Yu flapped her long wings and landed, speaking urgently.

"Lu Xiaozi, the cultivators of Dadu Ancient City, led by Fang Yi, launched a counterattack on the spiritual land occupied by their clan."

Now both Bijue Valley and Xuankong Cave have fallen.

"Hmph!" Lu Xiaozi showed dissatisfaction. The demon race and the human race were facing off, and the Canghuai Ancient Forest here was their main camp, guarded by the Demon King.

The remaining Bijue Valley and Xuankong Cave form a strategic alliance, representing an extension of the Canghuai Ancient Forest's influence and capable of restraining the ancient city's cultivators.

Now it's been uprooted completely?
"How about a near-third-tier demon king guarding Bijue Valley and Xuankong Cave?"

"The two little demon kings saw that things were hopeless and retreated. They only suffered some damage to their vital energy and were otherwise unharmed," Luo Yu said with a solemn expression.

Since the demon tide began, the human and demon races have clashed in the Sudu Mountains. The demon race has always had the upper hand, and both have attacked the ancient city of Dadu.

Unexpectedly, they were forced back by a spiritual healer and even had two spiritual sites attacked.

Lu Xiaozi gazed intently at the golden-armored lion in the spiritual spring, its body taut and its demonic aura fierce.

He pondered for a moment.

The antlers, lush and verdant, condensed with spiritual light, transforming into a vibrant life force. In the shadows, the phantom of a vigorous ancient tree appeared.

"Wow!"

Abundant vitality cascaded down like a waterfall, nourishing the golden-armored lion's internal organs, flesh, and bones, flowing through its limbs and bones.

'There's no trace of human aura about him; he's not a half-human, half-demon hybrid from the Southern Li Kingdom. The Golden-Armored Lion lineage is quite fortunate to have produced such a patriarch, but he's far too audacious!'

Lu Xiaozi's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. The Golden Armor Lion was cultivating at Sudu Mountain. In the demon tide, more than a hundred human cultivators were skinned alive.

His greed for human flesh and blood was undisguised.

Even if a cultivator were to disguise themselves, it would be impossible for them to be exactly like a demon.

With a slight thought, he softened his tone. Since he couldn't seize the Core Formation Spiritual Object, having another Demon King under his command was still a good gain.

"Golden Armor, now that you have fully recovered from your injuries, when will you begin preparations for forming your core?"

Gu Jiushang sensed a familiar aura and was certain of what was happening.

The cycle of life and death, the changing seasons.

The deer-like creature's magical powers were quite strange, similar to, yet not quite the same as, the energy of the "Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing Sutra" that the master cultivated.

This matter must be reported to Xuanzhen Garden. The "Scripture of Life, Death, and Prosperity" in the master's possession is only a fragment. If Lu Xiaozi is truly related to it, it would be a great thing.

His magical power circulated through his blood and qi, transforming into a crimson pillar of light that shot into the sky, repelling the surging life force while carefully intercepting a wisp of energy.

The majestic and agile golden-armored lion lowered its head slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Reporting to Lord Xiao, the Golden Armored One wishes to harmonize the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit in order to break through to the Golden Core realm in perfect form!"

"Golden Core?" Lu Xiaozi's gaze was sharp and piercing. "The demon race has now lost its spiritual lands, Golden Armor, you must not delay too much."

However, if you have this intention, I am willing to grant your wish, but only at a small price.

"This matter concerns the path to enlightenment. Jin Jia desires the Golden Elixir. I humbly request that Venerable Xiao Zun instruct us on how to obtain the Profound Gold Bone Forging Pearl." Gu Jiu Shang prostrated himself on the ground, speaking humbly.

He did not want to get involved with Lu Xiaozi.

How many trump cards does the demon king, who has cultivated for over seven hundred years, possess? Who knows?
Fang Yi had already instructed them to be on guard.

In terms of how troublesome this deer demon is, it surpasses even the Core Formation cultivator from the Chen family who possesses a top-grade magic weapon.

He can be considered the most outstanding among the cultivators of Sudu Mountain.

Whether it's the mid-stage Core Formation cultivators like Hu Lei Zhenren, Yu Zhu Zhenren, or Jiu Qu Zhenren, they are all far inferior to the old demon.

Gu Jiushang didn't know much about it at first.

It wasn't until Fang Yi spoke that he recognized Lu Xiaozi as someone who had cultivated for over seven hundred years.

Gu Jiushang instantly understood the situation, his hair stood on end, and he was on high alert.

'Never get entangled with it.'

Deer Demon looked displeased.

He didn't even want to investigate the many hidden secrets behind the Four-Clawed Wolf's demise, yet the Golden-Armored Lion still didn't know when to advance or retreat.

What a courage!
"Brother Deer Demon, why not grant Golden Armor a chance?"

A fierce demonic aura spread, and the Golden-Eyed Ape King, with its feet firmly planted on the ground, slowly walked towards the spiritual spring.

His ferocious face swept over the golden-armored lion lying prostrate on the ground. With a slight extension of his ape-like arm, the chilling pressure dissipated.
A smile played on the corners of his lips as he sensed Gu Jiushang's pure magical power and unwavering Dao heart; the Golden-Eyed Ape King's face showed satisfaction.

"Golden Armor, Brother Deer Demon was only acting rashly; please don't take it to heart."

"Yes!" Gu Jiushang lowered his head, naturally walked to the Golden-Eyed Ape King, and then spoke.

“I know that Xiao Zun is suspicious of the death of the Four-Clawed Wolf, but this matter really has nothing to do with me.”

Golden light swirled around him as his powerful and earnest words echoed through the forest. "All demon kings bear witness, the golden-armored one here makes this promise."

After breaking through to the Golden Core realm, he will surely kill the Core Formation Realm cultivator of the White Bone Sect.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, to avenge the cunning bastard.

"As long as this matter cannot be accomplished, the Golden Armored One will not establish a cave dwelling or allocate a sacred site."

The Golden-Eyed Ape King showed a satisfied expression.

He came here to speak for the Golden-Armored Lion, not out of pure enthusiasm, and for no good reason whatsoever.

This golden-armored lion had a prior connection with the sect, and had even exchanged messages with them over a year ago. After condensing his core, he joined the Rotten Peach Mountain lineage.

The prerequisite is to lend him a hand in breaking through to the Golden Core stage.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Golden-Eyed Ape King nodded in agreement. After stabilizing his mid-level third-tier cultivation, the Rotten Peach Mountain lineage also needed to expand.

With the help of a third-tier demon king, the benefits are countless.

As for whether the Golden Armored Lion can condense a golden elixir?
He didn't care; failure was still being a True Core Demon King, and success was still just being a Demon King who had just entered the lower third rank.

To transform potential into cultivation, it would take at least one or two cycles of arduous practice.

Lu Xiaozi's eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze swept over Gu Jiushang and the Golden-Eyed Ape King.

The Golden-Eyed Ape King made no attempt to conceal his ambition, and he paid it no mind.

As a mid-grade third-tier demon king, he encountered even more arrogant and talented successors in the long span of more than seven hundred years.

But what about now?

Since the Golden-Armored Lion had promised to kill the White Bone Sect Master, he did not want to investigate too much about the true cause of the Four-Clawed Wolf's death.

No one cares about the dead geniuses; the living demon race is the future.

"Buzz!"

A gilded pearl flew out from the fur, its metallic clanging sound echoing as it landed in front of Gu Jiushang.

"The Crimson Light Cleansing Marrow Ganoderma, the Mysterious Gold Bone Forging Pearl, and the Soul Cleansing Liquid are three spiritual items for forming the Golden Core, corresponding to the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit."

Even I, in my past life, did not have such great fortune to gather three spiritual items for Core Formation.

Golden Armor, remember what you said today. I await your slaying of the White Bone Sect Master.

A swirling blue mist enveloped the slender figure of the deer-like creature as it slowly disappeared into the dense forest.

"Phew!" Gu Jiushang exhaled a breath of turbid air, the most difficult hurdle was over.

Next comes the search for spiritual veins, adjusting one's condition to its optimal level, and attempting to break through to the Golden Core stage.

"Thank you for your help, Ape King," Gu Jiushang said, bowing his head in gratitude.

The Golden-Eyed Ape King nodded slightly, tossed out a magic tablet carved from peach wood, and spoke.

"After you, Fellow Daoist Golden Armor, have condensed your core, do not forget your promise to me."

half year later.

Dadu Ancient City.

Qin Yu, dressed in a plain white robe, entered through the south gate, sensing the sinister ghostly aura emanating from the cultivators passing by.

He frowned slightly. In recent days, the remaining cultivators of Tiandaowu had either died or fled.

The seventeen sacred cave dwellings and rare medicinal fields have all been settled.

Xuan Yang Mountain occupies seven spiritual sites, while the White Bone Sect, with the help of Qing Guanzi, occupies five spiritual sites, sharing the benefits equally with the Hehuan Sect.

"arrive!"

Gazing at the vermilion gate that had stood for several breaths, Qin Yu stopped, his tense nerves relaxing as he held up a token in his hand.

"Wow!"

The prohibitions were lifted, and the heavy, vermilion-lacquered gate opened to both sides.

"Senior Brother Qin, you're finally back!"

As soon as Qin Yu stepped through the gate, he heard cries for help. He turned his head to look.

A young monk was seen with a bruised and swollen face, his robes torn and tattered, looking like a beggar.

"Junior Brother Li?" he asked incredulously. "What happened?"

"You took Uncle-Master Qijie to a brothel again, did you anger Master?"

Li Heng had clearly been tortured for a long time. Although his magical power had become more and more refined, there were bloodstains everywhere and fair and delicate skin.

Qin Yu sniffed lightly, and the fishy smell of the medicine entered his nasal cavity.

With the treasure bestowed upon him by Fang Yi, his spiritual power increased rapidly, which in turn improved his spiritual healing skills, bringing him to within one step of the second-tier high-grade level.

Red glue skin-skin ...
This is a spiritual medicine that Li Heng would only use after his flesh and blood had been removed and his physical body transformed into a spiritual form.

However, the suffering that these beautiful women were enduring was far more terrifying than he had anticipated.

'This shouldn't be happening!'

Qin Yu felt a pang of guilt. He couldn't possibly anger his master with these three beautiful women.

Li Heng's eyes burned with rage as he fiercely demanded, "Senior brother, do you know who sent the beautiful woman to Uncle Seven Precepts?"
I clearly already had a plan, so I only sent it to one person.

Can you guess how many people live in Uncle Seven's cave?

"How many?" Qin Yu knew there were four. After a moment's hesitation, he subtracted one and tentatively asked, "Three?"

"Thirteen!"

"Thirteen beautiful women?! Who is so shameless!"

Who did it?
The first thought that came to Qin Yu's mind was...

He immediately regretted it.

'What a loss!'
You went too far!

He regretted it in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he would not have held back and would have sent more beauties to Seven Precepts in exchange for more array plates.

The array plate crafted by the third-tier demon king was something that, had he not been Fang Yi's disciple and a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, he wouldn't even have been qualified to meet Qi Jie.

Not to mention bartering for array plates.

"Senior Brother Qin, Junior Brother Li, what are you two talking about?"

Huo Zhao carried the Xuanjin Three-Pointed Blade, exuding a murderous aura, and moved with agility. A bulging storage bag hung from his waist.

In the past six months of fighting, with the help of the Seven Precepts' array plate, he has gained a lot, making him a unique figure among Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Li Heng looked at Huo Zhao with envy.

If he hadn't been framed, how could he have been captured and brought back to the Yellow Sand Formation after only conquering one spiritual land, enduring so much torture?
Thinking of the physical and mental suffering he had endured, his words grew increasingly sorrowful and indignant. "Brother Huo's return is just in time."

My senior brother Qin and I were discussing who exactly sent the beautiful concubine to Uncle Seven Precepts.

"Fine, you'll give it to me, but why are you trying to pin the blame on me?"

"The blame?"

Huo Zhao coughed lightly, his eyes somewhat unfocused, and asked, "Junior Brother Li Heng, weren't the beauties in Uncle Seven's cave delivered by you?"

"Ah? Senior Brother Huo knows about this too?" Li Heng's expression froze slightly.

He thought he was acting cautiously and that no one knew what was going on.

How did Qin Yu know, and Huo Zhao also know? There was clearly no one else present when the beauties were being transported?

"Does Senior Brother Huo know that I have given several beautiful women to my Martial Uncle?"

"Five? Six?" Huo Zhao thought about the number he had added, made a slight adjustment, and asked in confusion.

“Thirteen!” Li Heng gritted his teeth. “There are a full thirteen in Uncle-Master Qijie’s room!”

"Thirteen?"

Huo Zhao's gaze instinctively drifted toward Qin Yu.

Did the eldest brother launch a surprise attack?
"No! I wasn't that ruthless!" Qin Yu blinked slightly and retorted repeatedly.

'That's true. Senior Brother is careful in his actions and will leave Junior Brother Li a way out,' Huo Zhao thought with doubt.

Who could it be? The Xuanzhen Garden is riddled with magical restrictions; only those who have reached the Core Formation stage are permitted entry.
Sheng Bo'an?
Could it be that he was trying to curry favor with his master through Uncle-Master Qijie in order to treat his hidden injuries?

The cultivation room was filled with yin energy.

The Five Poison Cauldron floated in the air, and Fang Yi's hand seals changed, gradually forming a magical restriction within a human skin lantern.

"Senior Brother Gu has begun condensing his core. Have all three disciples returned?"

He parted his lips slightly, and his majestic voice resounded throughout the cave.

"Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Li Heng, the three of you, come to the Eight Directions Pavilion immediately to see me."

(End of this chapter)