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

Chapter 698 Punishing the Zhou Family and Instructing Disciples

Fan Dacheng's lips moved as he gazed at the figure in green robes, whose imposing presence remained as dashing and extraordinary as ever, seemingly untouched by the passage of time.

Sensing the depletion of his life force and the dwindling lifespan he had left, his heart was filled with complex and incomprehensible emotions, which ultimately coalesced into a sigh.

"Brother Fang, it's been a long time since I've seen you. You're still the same as before, with the same charm."

"Dacheng, it's been a long time." Fang Yi extended his five fingers, and vitality gathered to form a thick vine that intertwined with a silver whisk.

He then patted the adorable, silvery-white little beast in his arms.

"Little Seven!"

Qi Jie understood and activated his demonic power. The Earth Treasure Gourd was summoned, brown runes flowed, and yellow sand surged and transformed into a large Earth Handprint that pressed down.

"Oh!"

A dull thud echoed, the Mountain Seal's spiritual light dimmed, and its magical power backfired. Zhou Chaozhao's face turned deathly pale, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat.

He forced down the blood that was flowing back to his head, and with a humble posture, cupped his hands and said, "Zhou Chaozhao of Junluo Mountain greets Sect Leader Fang."

Fang Yi's gaze swept across the area, and after intercepting two streams of energy with the Qi-Searching Bead from his sleeve, he continued to point his finger down.

Zhou Chaozhao's expression darkened slightly, shattering his last glimmer of hope.

He summoned an ancient bronze shield engraved with a beast's head. His essence and blood burned, and under the stimulation of the scarlet spiritual light, the twelve magical artifacts within the shield merged into one, faintly emanating a precious light.

"The Azure Beast Shield is originally a top-grade magic weapon. I activated the Blood Burning Technique, nourishing it with my own blood essence, combining twelve magical restrictions into one. Its defensive capabilities are no less than those of a magic treasure."

Zhou Chaozhao was unaware that Yan Youtai was following him, but he dared to come to Black Abyss Island. Apart from Fang Yi's whereabouts being a mystery, there must be a spy on Black Abyss Island.

He has a trump card up his sleeve and a backup plan.

The Zhou family was founded by a Core Formation True Person, and its foundation is only second to the top sects of the Great Cloud Sect, such as Xuan Yang, Bi Shui, and He Huan Sect.

A Wind Feather Escape Talisman emanated from his sleeve, its ancient runes flowing, outlining the phantom of a blue-feathered eagle.

First, intercept Fang Yi's attack, then use the Wind Escape Talisman.

The Azure Feather Escape Talisman left by our ancestors was drawn with the life feather of a third-tier demon king, and its escape technique is no weaker than that of a third-tier low-grade flying demon king.

As long as I withstand this attack, the Earth-attribute Demon King is not good at escape techniques, and Fang Yi has not yet condensed his core; he cannot stop me!

Zhou Chaozhao's magical power surged, ready to be unleashed, waiting only for Fang Yi to exhaust his magical power and be unable to exert his full strength for the time being.

"Want to go?"

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his withered and flourishing magic power flowing, sensing the pure wind spiritual power emerging from under Zhou Chaozhao's robe.

A verdant light emanated from his fingertips, condensing into needles. The slender needle shadows fell like a rain of pear blossoms, continuously striking the ancient beast-headed shield.

"Ding!"

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The emerald needles flickered with a cold light, and cracks appeared on the ancient shield, deepening over time. In an instant, the magical barrier shattered, and the ancient shield broke apart.

"How can it be?

I activated it using the Blood Burning Technique; this treasure is no weaker than a low-grade magic weapon!

Zhou Chaozhao looked horrified. Fang Yi was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could his foundational magic power be so pure?
As the crisis loomed, his hair stood on end. Ignoring the pain in his meridians, he desperately channeled his magical power.

“It’s too late.”

Fang Yi showed no joy or sorrow; his finger imprint continued unabated, landing on Zhou Chaozhao's chest, splattering blood everywhere.

"Pfft!"

"The Zhou family of Junluo Mountain dares to run wild in my Black Abyss?" His half-closed eyes were filled with a chilling aura, like ancient ice, and his killing intent was deeply hidden.

"Oh!"

A flash of blue light appeared at his fingertips, striking the round, false elixir in Zhou Chaozhao's dantian and transforming it into chains.

A fleeting, withered yellow light flashed across the chains, followed by a faint sucking sound.

"My life!" Zhou Chaozhao's face showed a mixture of fear and trembling as he desperately tried to activate his magical power.

However, all the acupoints and magical power in his body were locked down.

Fan Deye thought of his elder brother, father, and many other cultivators in the clan who had been trembling with fear and anxiety these past few days.

His gaze fell on the nonchalant Fang Yi, and thoughts involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

'A real man should be like this!'

Zhou Chaozhao's black hair turned white, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, his skin sagged, and his vitality continued to decline.

ten years!

Twenty years!
Thirty years!
After erasing Zhou Chaozhao's original essence and cutting off half of his lifespan, Fang Yi tucked his five fingers into his sleeve.

Immediately, his sleeves fluttered, and his fingertips changed into chains, drawing away Zhou Chaozhao's life force and dissipating his power.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

With each breath, the wind grew stronger and swirled.

"Wow!"

A fierce wind howled, carrying wisps of medicinal fumes that swept towards the Zhou family members.

"Since you wish to leave, I will see you off."

Zhou Chaozhao's expression darkened slightly. His robes were torn by the wind blades, and his body was covered in bloodstains.

His meridians surged with magical power, but the savage aura filled with the oppressive might of a demon king descended.

Zhou Qian was already hunched over, his face filled with terror, trembling, and he was crawling on the ground begging for mercy.

"Sect Leader, spare my life!"

"This matter was handled by Zhou Chaozhao."
Correct!
It was all Zhou Chaozhao's scheme; I acted impulsively!

Fan Deye's pupils reflected Zhou Qian's disheveled and begging figure, and he felt extremely pleased.

Fan Dacheng was able to establish the Fan family because he was a man who never showed his emotions, but now the culprit has come to such an end.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Zhou Chaozhao's robe was torn, making him look like a beggar, and he felt bitter inside.

His ears twitched slightly as he sensed the dim, fake pill, and his desire to resist vanished completely.

Should we take action again?

He could hardly withstand even one blow from Fang Yi.

He withdrew his magical power, allowing himself, Zhou Qian, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Zhou family to be easily swept up by the gale, with dust flying everywhere.

"call!"

The whirlwind swirled, stirring the divine senses of the numerous cultivators on Black Abyss Island, some with amusement, others with apprehension.

The disheveled Zhou family cultivators were thrown off Black Abyss Island.

Watching the Zhou family cultivators leave like drowned rats, Zuo Ziheng grinned and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, Junior Nephew Fang has greatly enhanced the prestige of my Ancestral Hall."

The Core Formation cultivator in our clan has long since passed away, yet they still dare to be so ungrateful, provoking and scheming against the descendants of my ancestral hall?!
It's a pity they're all fellow disciples of Xuan Yang Mountain; I can't kill them, otherwise I would definitely spare Zhou Chaozhao's life.

Even so, Zuo Ziheng was able to vent his anger, and his magical power flowed more smoothly.

At his age, there was no possibility of further improvement in his cultivation; all he sought was the lineage of his sect and the continuation of his bloodline.

This week, Chao Zhao came knocking on his door, plotting against Fan Deye, which really offended him.

He didn't care much about the life or death of the Fan family; even if they were all wiped out, they were just two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

But targeting Fan Deye carries a very different meaning.

As direct descendants of the Ancestral Hall, if the Zhou family can take action against Fan Deye today, and fails to establish its authority, will they be able to take action against Jing Shaohong another day?

As for why Fang Yi didn't spare the lives of the Zhou family cultivators, he had a vague guess in his heart.

The Zhou family has no True Immortals who have achieved the Golden Core stage.

However, the Tianji Peak lineage has a Grand Master in charge, which puts it ahead of the Ancestral Hall.

Fang Yi was well-mannered and had a gentle demeanor. "I trouble Uncle Zuo to look after Deye."

"Since we come from the same lineage, we should naturally support each other."

Zuo Ziheng took action this time because the reputation of the Zushitang lineage had been damaged.

But it is a great thing that Fang Yi is willing to accept the favor.

For over a decade, he has traversed the mountains, battling demons and monsters in the ancient city of Dadu. Having cultivated for over two hundred years, he possesses extensive connections and is well-versed in the details. Fang Yi's status is now vastly different from what it once was; he is no longer the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who had to scheme against even a pseudo-Core Formation True Person.

He has reached the Foundation Establishment stage, possesses the cultivation of a third-tier spiritual healer, and is now a third-tier demon king.
Such a profound foundation exists even within the lineage of the Ancestral Hall.

Apart from Zhang Hengyi, who inherited the Great Void Shaking Cloud Boat and could be considered superior, none of the other cultivators could compare to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi nodded slightly and waved his hand to release a burst of life-giving light. Jing Shaohong, whose face was pale and whose magic power was greatly depleted, regained his rosy complexion in a few breaths.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Jing, on reaching the late stage of Foundation Establishment. If you wish, you may come to find me before you attempt to break through to the Upper Realm."

Regarding repairing hidden injuries and replenishing vital energy, Fang does have some experience.

"Thank you, Brother Fang!"

Jing Shaohong was excited and bowed repeatedly in gratitude. The fact that a spiritual healer had repaired his hidden injuries would greatly benefit him in his future attempt to break through to the Core Formation Realm.

Not everyone is a Wood Dao Golden Core cultivator with a long lifespan. It is necessary to resolve the hidden injuries left from cultivation, breakthroughs, and battles with others.

Jing Shaohong has mastered the art of condensing the elixir, which can elevate it by half a grade.

Fang Yi took out a wooden token from his sleeve, his palm pulsating with magical power, and with the support of the azure clouds, it landed in Jing Shaohong's arms.

"There is an order from the sect that I must return to the mountain gate within ten days and cannot stay on Black Abyss Island for long."

"If Junior Brother Jing wishes to see me, he may take this token and seek me out at the Five Peaks of Xuan Yang Mountain."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Sect Leader!" Jing Shaohong bowed respectfully and, quite tactfully, led his dumbfounded disciples.

Like Zuo Ziheng, he vanished like a gentle breeze.

Ji Qi looked at Fan Deye with envy. As the most outstanding Qi Refining cultivator of the Hurricane Cliff lineage, he looked down on the mere Fan family.

So what if there are Foundation Establishment cultivators?

So what if you have a deep friendship with Master Fang?
Fan Dacheng is dying!

Once he dies, how many more years can this friendship last?
But things are very different now.

Fan Deye became Fang Yi's disciple, transforming from a sparrow into a phoenix, no longer a descendant of a fallen Foundation Establishment family.
Seeing the Fan family cultivators, who were completely unaware of the battle between Core Formation cultivators and showed respect, Fang Yi's mind raced.

When a sect leader or a true master cultivator takes action, he can easily manipulate the Illusionary Mind to bewitch cultivators below the Core Formation stage.

'The sect leader treats Foundation Establishment cultivators this way, and so does the Nascent Soul True Monarch treat me.'
In the cultivation world, strength ultimately reigns supreme.

If I do not diligently cultivate myself, one day I will end up like the cultivators of the Fan and Zhou families, my life and death in the hands of others without my knowledge.

Fang Yi felt a deep melancholy in his heart. He glanced silently at the southeast of Black Abyss Island, into the deep, ancient forest, and then spoke.

"Dacheng, you and Deye come with me."

"Junior Brother Yan, are you relieved now?"

In the deep, ancient forest, an oil-paper umbrella covered in ink marks is opened. The umbrella ribs are hidden and concealed, with many spiritual characters flowing and falling like ripples, obscuring the aura.

The woman, dressed in a long, flowing veil, leaned languidly against a recliner, her chin resting on her hand.

“Junior Brother Fang handled the matter appropriately and did not harm your disciple’s life. Junior Brother, please come back to the sect with me.”

The old man has reached a critical moment, and he needs you and Senior Brother Tianque to take action and completely deceive the Fire Worship Cult's Burning Heart Glass Mirror.

Those lowly maids of the Jade Water Pavilion have been fawning over and flattering the Zoroastrians for centuries, and they've actually reaped the benefits.

The Five-Flower Immortal looked disdainful, yet also somewhat wary.

The Burning Heart Glass Mirror is a top-grade magic weapon refined by the Nascent Soul True Lord of the Fire Worship Sect.

This treasure, through the Qi of the Biyue Pavilion, can observe the grand flow of Qi throughout the entire Dayun region.

If a Great Immortal's cultivation advances further, they may be able to condense their Nascent Soul and naturally gather fortune.

Under the influence of the precious mirror.

At best, several Grandmasters would surround and kill them; at worst, a Nascent Soul True Monarch would take action and sweep them away.

Especially for the Great True Person of the Fire Dao, if one is an ordinary True Core cultivator, one can still cultivate to the ninth level of Core Formation.

Once a Fire Dao Grandmaster reaches the seventh level of Core Formation, he will be closely monitored. If he does not know his place and continues to cultivate, a calamity will befall him.

“But Zhou Chaozhao’s lifespan has been reduced by half a Jiazi.” Yan Youtai looked dissatisfied.

The Five Flower Immortal has a request from Tianji Peak. Although he wouldn't be so ungrateful as to refuse, it wouldn't be difficult for him to manipulate the situation and get some benefits in return.

He secretly thought that if Fang Yi had made a move against Zhou Qian, he would have been able to seize the opportunity and accuse Fang Yi of being ignorant of the bigger picture and of secretly harming a true disciple of the sect.

At least half of the support provided by Fang Yi in the gate can be reduced.

"Junior Brother Yan!"

The Five Flowers Immortal narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, a hint of anger in them. After a moment's thought, she made a decision and then tried to appease her.

"What does Junior Brother wish to do?"

Yan Youtai hesitated for a moment, then moved his lips to convey his thoughts.

A quarter of an hour later, in the dense ancient forest, the two figures, having finished their conversation, quietly departed.

As the light faded, Yan Youtai smiled, seemingly having reaped a considerable reward.

Outside Black Abyss Island, a battle flag fluttered, while gray clouds obscured the surrounding area.

Zhou Qian shook his robe, and the mist around him dissipated, revealing that the feigned timidity on his face had completely vanished.

Fang Yi.
snort!
There is ample time"

Zhou Chaozhao swallowed a healing pill, and his life force began to flow. The white hair at his temples gradually turned black.

However, the lost lifespan cannot be recovered.

His expression betrayed a hint of lingering fear as he praised Zhou Qian.

"Thanks to Qian'er's telepathic message, otherwise I would have been so angry that I would have let Fang Yi have a handle on me."

Even with the constraints of the sect rules, it's not like one can die within half a century.

Zhou Chaozhao was still shaken. If any Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to provoke him, he could easily devise more than ten methods to make them wish they were dead.

“He provoked the sect leader and showed no remorse. He was beaten to death, and his clan will find it difficult to seek justice.”

Zhou Qian's eyes were deep and thoughtful. "Uncle, come with me to visit our master."

"Whether we succeed or fail on this Black Abyss Island, my filial piety has been demonstrated, and my pledge of loyalty has been made."

"Although the effect was slightly less than ideal, Master will not treat us unfairly."

"Deye, what are your thoughts?"

Inside the Fan family's cave, magical power flowed and evolved into a water mirror that reflected images, with runes flowing and reflecting the scenery outside Black Abyss Island.

Fang Yi glanced at the astonished Fan Dacheng, then his gaze fell on the thoughtful Fan Deye.

He made a statement to test the teacher.
"Deye, how is Zhou Qian this week?"

Fan Deye's expression was solemn. Although he had some guesses, the image of his reflection appeared in the water mirror.

This was still beyond his expectations; was Zhou Qian's cowardice all a facade?!

"As expected of a direct descendant of the Zhou family of Junluo Mountain, he has earned the favor of Master Yan."

With his ability to bend and stretch, Zhou Qian truly deserves the title of the Zhou family's prodigy!

With a flick of his finger, Fang Yi sent a spirit seed falling, which sprouted vines amidst the ruins, outlining several prayer mats.

He sat down cross-legged and began to speak.

"Do you know why I let the Zhou family leave even though I knew what they were thinking?"

Fan Deye hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "Is Master Yan on Black Abyss Island?"

"Oh?" Fang Yi asked with a curious expression. "De Ye, why do you have such an idea?"

Fan Deye glanced at Fan Dacheng, his expression solemn, and gritted his teeth.

"My father said you are shrewd and calculating, like the old tortoise outside Black Abyss Island, with a meticulous mind and cautious actions."

If they don't make a move, fine; but if they do, they're bound to gain something.

Black Abyss Island is under your control, yet the Zhou family cultivators have come to your door, undermining your authority.

"If they can leave so easily, there must be extensive maintenance and protection."

Amidst Fan Dacheng's embarrassed expression, Fan Deye continued to speak.

"Thinking about it this way, only a Core Formation Realm cultivator could warrant your concern."

(End of this chapter)