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

Chapter 682 The Assessment Proceeds, Fang Yi Selects Treasures
Looking at the ashen-faced coffin, which was frantically channeling its magical power and activating its protective magic treasures, Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought.

The legacy of Qingmu Palace places extremely high demands on cultivators' pill quality, foundation, magical power, and spiritual cultivation.

"Damn it!
"Has Qingmu Palace gone mad, choosing its successor like this!" Huai Guanzi's face twisted as he slapped his chest.

"puff!"

The essence of blood gushed out and merged into the natal magic weapon, causing the square corpse tablet to glow with a scarlet spiritual light.

Seeing that the three azure lightning spears did not fall for a long time, but hovered in the air, continuously absorbing spiritual energy.

"Which early-stage Core Formation cultivator could withstand three full-force attacks from a cultivator who is nearly at the mid-stage Core Formation level?"

Huai Guanzi's face was gloomy, and his hair stood on end.

In the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, as the Core Formation Elder of the White Bone Sect, he was a first-rate figure.

Even Zhang Hengyi of Xuan Yang Mountain, the most talented cultivator in the entire Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World and the one with the highest-grade pills, could not pass this test.

Ignoring the dull pain in his chest and the loss of his essence, he patted the storage bag.

call out!
A bone talisman shot out, hovering in the air, its pale white light swirling, accompanied by a strong gust of cold wind, and transformed into a beast bone shield.

The crisis in Huai Guanzi's heart had not dissipated. He gritted his teeth and changed the magic seals at his fingertips.

"Tear it!"

His left arm was torn apart from the shoulder, and a ghostly light emanated from it. The flesh and blood merged into the bone marrow, turning into a dark wall of bones.

"call!"

Having revealed all his cards, the unease in his heart finally subsided, though Huai Guanzi was in great pain.

But all worries about the life-threatening danger posed by the Azure Thunder Spear dissipated.

"Once you pass the first test of the Green Wood Palace, with the protection of the array spirit, your life will be safe."

At that time

Huai Guanzi's eyes flashed with ruthlessness as he stared at Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi.

"Xuanyang Mountain is blessed with abundant fortune and produces many talented people. Less than sixty years have passed since Huang Guangsheng's death, and two people with exceptional talent have emerged."

Fang Yi! Xu Qingshe!
You want to steal my fourth-tier spiritual treasure opportunity?

Hey, after the Azure Water Pavilion found out, I was quite curious, given that the Azure Water Pavilion and its backers were trying to stop them.

Can you two grow up and succeed?

Upon seeing the coffin hidden beneath layers of spells and magical artifacts, Senior Brother Fang frowned slightly and moved his lips to transmit his voice.

"Senior Brother Fang, this coffin is indeed worthy of being a senior master of the White Bone Sect, a mid-grade third-tier talisman, and possessing bone-path supernatural powers."

With his natal magic weapon protecting him, these three azure lightning spears probably couldn't harm him at all.
"Senior brother, this is a golden opportunity. If we can really get him through the first hurdle..."

A murderous intent flickered in Xu Qingshe's clear eyes.

According to the Qingmu Palace's tradition, if Huai Guanzi truly passes the first test, with the Yellow Robe Array Spirit watching over him, then the killing can be carried out.

"Junior Brother Xu, calm your mind and concentrate!"

Fang Yi's lips moved as he looked at the locust coffin, its back straight, already calculating its gains in the secret realm.

He activated the secret method of transmitting sound.

Intervening at this moment would play right into Huai Guanzi's scheme.

The array spirit would never allow cultivators to harm the successors of the Green Wood Dao lineage.

Even the coffin made of locust trees was only a reserve item.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingshe pondered for a moment, then dispersed the crimson light from his sleeve and retreated to the edge of the altar.

"Um?

The old man really did have ill intentions.

In his gaze, a fleeting look of disappointment flashed across Huai Guanzi's face.

Although the coffin quickly closed, it did not escape Xu Qingshe's gaze.

"This old bastard, in the face of crisis, instead of trying his best to save his own life, he still has the mind to scheme against me?"

"Pity!"

A look of regret appeared in Huai Guanzi's triangular eyes.

According to records from the White Bone Sect, the Green Wood Palace places great emphasis on rules. If Xu Qingshe were to make a move, the power of the array spirit could be used to expel Xu Qingshe from the assessment.

At that time, the situation will be completely reversed, and the circumstances will be very different.

Seeing this, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

The enticement from the locust coffin was too deliberate; it lacked bait.

After reaching the Core Formation stage, the number of True Core Formation cultivators in the White Bone Sect is limited, and most of them do not engage in infighting among their fellow disciples.

If it were him, he would first get past a blue lightning spear, then take the opportunity to injure his own meridians, slightly suppress his qi, and then quickly recover.

Nine true and one false.

The greatest temptation comes when you strike while the enemy is crossing the river.
It is true that he was injured, it is true that his magical power is unstable, and it is true that he has the potential to compete for the inheritance of the Green Wood Palace.
The only thing that is false is the extent of the injury.

This was done to lure Xu Qingshe into making a move.

"However, if I have truly anticipated Qingmu Palace's actions, then Huai Guanzi's actions are indeed a case in point."

"Well, this is just the beginning."

Fang Yi's eyes swirled with the illusory image of a six-pointed plum blossom, intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over the ancient inkstone mirror that floated in the air and illuminated all directions.

The golden list reflects and outlines the aura of Xu Qingshe.

Beside the lifelike portrait of Xu Qingshe on the list, the shape of the coffin is clearly visible.

'Qingmu Palace.' Fang Yi's eyes closed slightly.

Having cultivated for two lifetimes, he understood all too well that such a lineage had been destroyed, leaving behind a glimmer of hope for future generations.

At the same time, the list of the old man in the yellow robe, with his pale face and shrouded in yin energy, was completed, and the phantom of the cultivator was outlined.

A single ink stain spreads, yet the brush moves like a dragon or a snake.

The old man in the yellow robe twisted his joints, his movements stiff, and spoke calmly.

"Inheritor Monk: Huai Coffin."

Cultivation level: Core Formation Level 3.

The first test: the foundational test of alchemy.

"Buzz!"

The golden list blended with the dark stone mirror, completing the exploration of Huai Coffin's aura, cultivation level, and pill quality.

"Pill grade: Middle-grade True Pill".

Lifespan: 370 years.

True Inheritance Rank: Lower Grade B

"Buzz!"

'Under what condition? Lifespan: 370?'

Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought, and under the guidance of his divine sense.

Amidst the withered and flourishing banners of the Void Realm, the five fingers of the Crimson Yin emitted a ghostly light, and the hazy corpse energy seeped into the White Bone Demon God, constantly grasping at the life force of the Locust Coffin.

Within the withered and flourishing small grotto-heaven, as Fang Yi's divine sense flowed, carrying the energy of time...

"Boom!"

The three green lightning bolts, having gathered their power to the fullest extent, emitted plasma that crackled and roared along their tips.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

The hazy, corpse-like aura melted away, leaving a deep crack on the stone tablet, which was eventually slashed away by a lightning spear.

"disease!"

The damage to his natal magic weapon caused a backlash that flushed Huai Guanzi's face.

He breathed a sigh of relief; it hadn't gone as expected.

"You'll pass the first round of assessments!"

Once I'm fully absorbed into the Green Wood Palace's true teachings, even if Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi join forces, they won't be able to harm me in the slightest.

Huai Guanzi's mind raced, and one insidious idea after another kept popping up.

With a fourth-tier spiritual item right in front of him, he would never miss it.

The bone shield, surrounded by yin energy, met the Azure Thunder Spear head-on, accompanied by thunderous roars and shattering bone fragments.

Another Azure Thunder Spear was neutralized.

"Just one more blow!"

Huai Guanzi mustered his magical power and felt invigorated.

"disease!"

The left arm transformed into a dark bone wall, with twisted runes, and one after another ferocious ghost appearances emerged.

"Boom!"

As the Azure Thunder Spear fell, the hideous ghostly figures on the bone wall continuously shattered, and the terrifying power of the Thunder Spear visibly shrank.

"Oh!"

The bone wall shattered, and the coffin once again offered up its life treasure, causing deep cracks to spread across the tombstone like a spider web.

"laugh!"

Under the accumulation of corpse energy, the power of the Azure Thunder Spear was finally completely dissipated.

Strands of blood flowed from his seven orifices, Huai Guanzi's face was deathly pale, and his life force was low.

Having repeatedly activated talismans and magical artifacts, he had already suffered a great loss of vitality.

But these are not important!

"Ha ha ha ha!
"It's done!!!" Huai Guanzi laughed loudly, looking mockingly at Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi. "So what if you have a thousand schemes? So what if you have a deep foundation and a bright future?"

Fang Yi, Xu Qingshe, do you dare to make a move against me?

Dare you?

"Hey, the array spirit is here?"
If you two dare not, then don't blame me for being impolite.

A third-tier alchemist with the Fire Path Golden Core technique?
A third-tier spiritual healer who has reached the Core Formation stage in the Wood Dao?

Huai Guanzi made up his mind that once he left the Burial Soul Abyss, he would immediately notify the White Bone Sect, the Azure Water Pavilion, and the Nine-Bend True Man.

He was powerless against Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

The leaders and Grand Masters of the top sects couldn't do anything to two early Core Formation cultivators.
As for fourth-tier spiritual items?

Huai Guanzi's gaze swept over the golden list behind the yellow-robed true spirit.

With the secret treasure of Qingmu Palace, the Golden Oath Book, it is enough to ensure that the three Core Formation True Persons in the secret realm will not leak any information.

"Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe, you two have a bright future and a solid foundation."

Why compete with an old man like me for this opportunity?

Huaijiuzi's words softened, her posture relaxed, and she offered kind words of advice.

"You!" Xu Qingshe's face was furious, and the Xuan Yang Ruler in his hand was emitting golden spiritual flames, the heat of which was terrifying.

"how?

"Xu Qingshe, are you going to harm your fellow disciples?"

The coffin-bearer remained unfazed, instead stepping forward, pointing at the head with a mocking expression.

"Xu Qingshe, if you have even a shred of backbone, then strike me, the leader of the Six Yang Sect, with a single blow!"

Huai Guanzi continued to approach Xu Qingshe, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Do you dare?

You wouldn't dare, you piece of trash!

"You damned bastard!" Xu Qingshe's face turned pale and then he spoke to the yellow-robed array spirit.

"Senior, this Huai Guanzi is treacherous and has framed fellow inheritors of the Daoist lineage."

We urge the senior to punish this severely as a warning to others!

"tread!"

Seeing the old man in the yellow robe step forward, he seemed to react to what Xu Qingshe had said.

Huai Guanzi hurriedly tried to exonerate himself, saying, "Senior, please don't listen to Xu Qingshe's slanderous words."

The disciple was merely in a moment of anger and spoke without thinking.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

The robes fluttered, and the yellow-robed spirit twisted its joints, walking step by step to the center of the two.

The cold, ruthless words rang out, seemingly explaining, yet also recalling Xu Qingshe's words.

"The lineage of Qingmu Palace has been severed. By order of True Lord Changqing, future disciples shall not be righteous or evil and shall use any means necessary."

Those who pass the test can become successors of the Qingmu Palace lineage; they must not kill each other.
All cultivators residing in caves must sign a [Golden Oath] promising not to reveal even the slightest secret of their cave.

"Xu Qingshe, what can you do to me?"

Huai Guanzi's gaze shifted, his greedy eyes landing on Fang Yi.

"Pharmacist Fang, if you know what's good for you, return the White Bone Demon God to me."

After Xu Qingshe withdraws from the competition for spiritual objects, I swear I will not reveal a single piece of information.

"Senior Brother Fang," Xu Qingshe's eyes seemed to spit fire, his lips moved several times, but he did not speak.

He never expected that the ruins of Qingmu Palace would attract Huai Coffin.

Now, they've been caught red-handed again.

Fire Dao Golden Elixir.

Unbeknownst to the covetous eyes of the Azure Water Pavilion, the cultivators hidden within Xuan Yang Mountain may well have their own ideas as well.

"Don't rush!"

Fang Yi sneered repeatedly, thinking that the petty man had gotten his way and was acting so arrogantly because he thought he had a handle on the matter.

He sensed the cultivator's aura within the withered and flourishing small cave, which had transformed into a hazy mass of energy, swirling with decaying energy, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Huai Guanzi, are you really sure you can get Fang out of your way?"

The Azure Water Pavilion is rife with undercurrents; if the Great Master knew, the Green Snake and I would be in grave danger.
But does the fellow Daoist wish to monopolize the Azure Wood Secret Treasure?
Isn't that a bit too greedy?

"Greed?" Seeing Fang Yi's soft tone, Huai Guanzi curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"If it were you, fellow Daoist, with a fourth-tier spiritual treasure right before your eyes, who would be willing to miss it?"

"Fang Yi, Xu Qingshe, you two should think this through carefully. What if the news really gets known to the Biyue Pavilion?"

"In the end, it will be a loss for both of you."

Huai Guanzi stepped forward, his manner aggressive.

Fang Yi sighed softly as he tried to calm Xu Qingshe, who was becoming increasingly agitated and agitated.

"Then I, Fang, wish you a speedy completion of the first round of the great test."

"First round?" Huai Guanzi looked disdainful. "Fang Yi, your mind is invaded by ghost energy."

Though I am not old, my heart is already lifeless. I have already completed the first round of assessments!

"Is that so?" Fang Yi chuckled, pointing to the contents of the [Golden Oath Treasure Book], his colorless and formless aura spreading in all directions.

After being refined by the power of decay and prosperity, its aura exuded a sense of decay.

"Inheritor Monk: Huai Coffin."

Cultivation level: Core Formation Level 3.

Grade of pill: Mid-grade True Pill.

Lifespan: 370 years.

True Inheritance Rank: Lower Grade B

Suddenly, the words "lifespan" seemed to fade into a daze. Golden light fell from the inkstone mirror, and some unknown energy was inexplicably drawn away.

Lifespan: 370

"Buzz!"

As the aura emanating from the coffin was absorbed, the decaying spiritual energy was also drawn in.

"Inheritor Monk: Huai Coffin."

Cultivation level: Core Formation Level 3.

Grade of pill: Mid-grade True Pill.

Lifespan: 420 years.

True Inheritance Rank: None

"The cultivator recommends himself, with a lifespan exceeding four hundred years."

To be considered a true disciple, one must pass the rigorous "Azure Wood Heart-Tempering Test" to prove one's talent.

The old man in the yellow robe locked onto the coffin with his aura, and with a grab of his five fingers, thunder roared and life shone brightly.

Three stone spears appeared, flashing with lightning, intertwining with the lightning spears.

"Boom!"

The three stone spears blended together, and the wood grain coalesced, transforming into lightning spears wreathed in lightning, which fell towards the coffin like meteors.

"Pfft!"

The lightning spear, covered in wood grain, vanished like a shooting star.

"Pfft!"

It was a strike almost like that of a Grandmaster, piercing through the corpse tablet and shattering its precious light.

Upon feeling a dull pain in his chest and his spiritual power draining away, the coffin-like creature's lips twitched, and it said in disbelief.

"how so!
how so!"

Fang Yi felt a chill in his heart. The aura emanating from the White Bone Sect continued to flow into the Ink Stone Mirror, which was suspended in the air and absorbing the aura.

As a major sect of the Nascent Soul stage, Qingmu Palace possesses a fourth-order lineage and has no need for wasteful individuals.
A mid-grade True Pill, with a lifespan exceeding three hundred years, but barely qualifying as a lower-grade B.

Now, his age has increased again, reaching over four hundred years old, and the lifespan of a True Immortal who has reached the Core Formation stage is five hundred years.

No major sect at the Nascent Soul stage would choose such a figure to place high hopes on and pass on their lineage.

"Pfft!"

The old man in the yellow robe reached out and scooped up the coffin containing the body of a dead man, whose soul had been extinguished and whose face was contorted with resentment and rage.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, and he spoke mechanically and stiffly.

"Failed the cultivator assessment."

"It's done!" Xu Qingshe looked at Fang Yi with delight and admiration.

"Haha, thank you, senior brother!"

Several beams of spiritual light appeared in the old man's hand as he continued to speak.

"Xu Qingshe, successor of the Qingmu lineage, has passed the first round of assessment and may choose one mid-grade third-tier spiritual item."

"Senior Brother Fang, what kind of spiritual item do you need?" Xu Qingshe asked immediately without hesitation.

He never forgot that he came to this secret realm to repay Fang Yi for saving him.

"Choose?" Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze swept over the various spiritual objects.

Tier 3 Mid-grade Hibiscus Wood, Tier 3 Mid-grade Azure Soul Jade, Tier 3 Mid-grade Bloodwood, Tier 3 Mid-grade Golden Silk Charcoal
Each piece is a masterpiece of its kind.

Fang Yi's index finger landed on the spiritual object. "I want this spiritual object."

"Senior Brother Fang!" Xu Qingshe said with a somber expression.

(End of this chapter)