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

Chapter 707 Stone Dragon Demon King, Blood Sacrifice to Corpse Iron

Fang Yi patted his storage bag, and the Azure Lotus Banner unfurled, moving automatically without wind, with clusters of azure lotuses drooping down.

As it swayed, layers of ripples shattered the fire dragon.

A crimson aura emanated from it, and in the shadows, a pair of lantern-like eyes gleamed with a sinister light.

A surging, slow-moving demonic aura, like a tide, entangled with malevolent energy, swept in.

"A near-third-tier demon king who has condensed a false core?"
Using the flesh and blood of demonic beasts to nurture precious materials, Xiao Lie, as the sect leader, did not disgrace Xuan Yang Mountain, but also harbored a hidden scheme.

Reflecting on what I have seen in this life's cultivation, Li Wu Hui, Gu Jiu Shang, Changsun Jie, Tian Que Zi, Yan You Tai, and Xiao Qing Ying...
Fang Yi's lips twitched slightly. Xuan Yang Mountain had a strong aura and produced many outstanding talents, but its feng shui was truly bizarre.

Even in the previous life of the Nether Spring Sect, after the Black Water True Dragon Chariot was forged, with a Grand True Person and a Nascent Soul Demon Lord in charge, not every cultivator was as cunning as this.
"The spiritual items and precious materials in the Great Cloud Cultivation World are far too scarce."
Poor and desolate places breed unruly people!
"Fortunately, I am no ordinary person either." He muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming as a two-zhang-long stone dragon came into view.

Its scales were black, its eyes were scarlet, and its body was surrounded by a sinister aura, carrying a faint stench of decay.

This near-third-tier stone dragon was clearly carefully selected by Xiao Lie. It is a demonic beast with the Yin Fire attribute, which complements the Corpse Pattern Iron perfectly.

"Is Xiao Lie doing this in order to refine another natal treasure of the Yin Fire element?"

He was indeed cautious in his actions, and there was no such information in his mind or soul.

Even if he dies an untimely death, it will still leave a legacy for the Xiao family.

"Unfortunately, your soul has fallen into my hands."

Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze falling on the gray spirit iron supported by the black jade lotus and wrapped in a magical barrier.

The dark patterns covering the corpse-patterned iron had expanded by a barely perceptible amount compared to before.

"receive!"

He waved his hand and unleashed a beam of spiritual light, which transformed into a large green wood handprint that headed towards the Corpse Pattern Iron Capture.

It's better to secure the money now, since this is the ancestral land of the Xiao family, to avoid any entanglements for Xiao Yan after he leaves seclusion.

"Roar!"

With a fierce roar, fireballs the size of millstones were spewed out of the stone dragon's mouth in rapid succession.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

A continuous stream of fireballs formed a scorching net, blocking the way to the large blue hand.

"Who are you? Where is Xiao Lie?!"
"If you want Corpse-Patterned Iron, call Xiao Lie here personally!"

"Crash!"

The skink's limbs were bound by thick chains covered with inscriptions. As his slender, demonic body struggled and twisted, dark blood dripped down the chains.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Within moments, the ground of the grotto was corroded with pits of varying sizes.

"Where is Xiao Lie?"

Where did Xiao Lie go? He promised me that he would let my child and me leave after I nurtured the Corpse Pattern Iron for sixty years!

Covered in eerie light and clad in scales, the skink had a ferocious appearance, with saliva constantly dripping from the corners of its mouth, corroding the ground and creating pits and craters.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, holding the Five Poison Cauldron in his hand. The golden centipede exhaled its breath, the snow toad worshipped the moon, and the black spider wove its web, with various strange phenomena rotating in turn.

The bells and tripods rang out, and he slapped them down with his backhand.

"Crack!"

"Oh!"

The dense, dark patterns of the insects crashed down like a dark tide, and in an instant, the continuous fireballs were smashed into powder, turning into sparks and dissipating.

"Wow!"

His robes, embroidered with the image of mountains and rivers transforming into peaks, fluttered as his gaze fell upon the scene.

All that could be seen was the ferocious-looking stone dragon, with a ball of spiritual light carefully supported beneath its left foot. Its demonic power transformed into a magical barrier, isolating the inside from the outside.

As the power of withering and flourishing circulated, Fang Yi sensed the energy within the ball of light.
"Ok?"

A few breaths later, his expression turned strange, and with a light tap of his fingertips, life force gathered.

As several spirit seeds fell, the skin cracked, and tender green vines stretched out, climbing up the skink's limbs.

In an instant, the tough ancient vines extended barbs, binding the skink's blood, magic power, and scales.

"A Core Formation True Person!!" Shi Longzi was greatly shocked, and several parts of his fierce aura dissipated.

"When did the Xiao family produce a Core Formation True Person?!" Fear filled her eyes, her heart was filled with despair.

Fang Yi walked slowly to the skink's side and reached out to grab it.

"Don't touch my child!"

Slime suppressed his fear of Fang Yi, his demonic power surged, and his blood essence burned.

"Boom!"

Whether it was the thick chains binding them or the ancient vines, the skinks cracked and split open under their desperate struggle.

"Quiet!"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, his eyes filled with displeasure, and his slender palm shimmered with a golden spiritual light.

"Oh!"

With tremendous force, the golden palm print struck down, and the stone dragon was driven into the ground by the immense force.

Spiderweb-like cracks continue to spread underground.

After condensing the core, his body was refined by the power of decay and growth. Fang Yi's near-third-order body refinement cultivation, which was originally difficult to advance even an inch, was pushed forward by his vast foundation by half a step.

With his mastery of the Three Burials Golden Body alone, he could easily suppress this near-third-tier demon king.

"Ok?"

Weighing the gray beast egg in his hand, Fang Yi sensed its weak, almost lifeless vitality through its hard, cold shell.

"What a pity."
Its life force was almost gone; even if it could be cured, the spiritual resources and precious medicines required would far exceed the value of this skink egg.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly. If the vitality were three times stronger, he wouldn't need this near-third-tier stone dragon egg.

But it may be given to Van der Yee.

Before a Celestial Master's divination skills reach the third level, their methods of combat mainly rely on magical artifacts, demonic beasts, talismans, or protectors to compensate for their shortcomings.

Fan Deye is exceptionally talented and respectful to his teachers. Even when testing Tian Quezi's intentions, Fang Yi will still bestow upon him a spiritual object.

If a near-third-tier monster egg is properly nurtured, there's an 80-90% chance it will advance to the second tier.

It is also a fire-elemental demon beast, skilled in combat and warfare, which complements Fan Deye perfectly.

"Unfortunately, though a glimmer of life remains, it is no different from a dead egg."

Fang Yi tossed the beast egg back into the skink's arms, then extended his five fingers again, making a loose grasp.

The skink carefully took the animal egg, huddled in a corner of the cave, feeling the intact shell, and finally relaxed its tense nerves.

"This is?!

Is this how a Core Formation cultivator controls their magical power?

A streak of green flashed by, and her eyes widened as she felt a strand of azure hair enter the magical barrier at an unusual angle.

A vibrant, cyan energy clashed with the chilling, gray aura of death.

On the jade lotus platform, the magical restrictions that either sealed off the stone-patterned iron or connected the spiritual veins of the peak were rapidly shattered by the antelope-horn-like blue silk.

A quarter of an hour later.

"It's done!"

The last magical restriction was severed by the Azure Silk. Fang Yi reached out and grabbed it, his palm sinking as the Corpse Pattern Iron, gleaming with a cold light, fell into his hand.

"nice one!

This is truly a fine item. This Corpse Pattern Iron is of superior quality and is a top-tier spiritual object for refining Yin, Netherworld, Corpse, and Ghost paths.

Refining it into Crimson Yin's natal magic weapon is enough to bring forth the Blood Spring Coffin.
With the nourishment of talent from Sudu Mountain, advancing to the mid-grade magic weapon level will be a piece of cake.

The Void Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner fluttered as Fang Yi expertly tossed it, sending the Corpse-Patterned Iron flying towards the Withered and Flourishing Small Cave Heaven.

Ripples spread across the delicate surface of the banner, and a small, fair hand eagerly reached out and grasped the corpse-patterned iron.

Chi Yin's childish voice rang out. "Master, hello."
"So many delicious things." "Wait!" Shilongzi's eyes softened, his face gently rubbing against the cold skin, his eyes revealing a resolute look.

"Sir, would you like to further improve the quality of the Corpse Pattern Iron?"

"Oh?"

Fang Yi's mind stirred slightly, and under Chi Yin's reluctant gaze, he pried the corpse-patterned iron off his fair fingers.

What's your plan?

"Is the real person not a cultivator from the Xiao family?" Shi Longzi asked with certainty.

"So what?
So what if it isn't?

Fang Yi slightly closed his eyes, and the surging pressure was like layers of shackles falling down, heavy as a mountain, making Shi Longzi's body tremble.

"You're just a quasi-third-tier demon beast. Even if your bloodline is somewhat unique, how can you make the Corpse Pattern Iron advance further?"

"As expected, the real person is not a cultivator from the Xiao family."

The skink growled softly, its resilient demonic body secretly delighted by the stirring of its emotions.

"retribution!
Xiao Lie betrayed me and plotted against me, all for the sake of having many descendants.

Now even our ancestral land cannot be protected.
Ha ha ha ha! ! "

"What a pleasure!"

"happy!"

"Fellow Daoist, please reveal whatever you have to offer," Fang Yi said, his eyes clear as moonlight reflected from a spiritual spring at night.

They appear harmless to humans and animals, but in reality, they are deep and calculating.

His gaze fell on the beast egg that the skink was carefully cradling, and he already knew what was going on.

"Skinzi, you did this for this descendant, didn't you?"

Fang Yi's fingertips changed into hand seals, and a third-grade lotus flower swayed, surrounded by five-colored spiritual light, and drifted down with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Medical Secrets: Five Lotus Nourishing Qi.

In the blink of an eye, the life force of the beast egg swelled slightly in the skink's eyes.

'My child, I fear I will not be able to watch you grow up.' Shilongzi's eyes were fierce, his words were filled with tears and sorrow.

“Master, this third-grade mid-level corpse-patterned iron originally belonged to me. I intended to nurture it for a hundred years to further improve its quality.”

Unfortunately, due to Xiao Lie's scheme, not only was he captured, but his entire clan also perished.
That heartless and treacherous Xiao Lie is utterly shameless!

"What does that have to do with me?" Fang Yi said, neither happy nor sad.

Shilongzi's misplaced trust in Xiao Lie led to the extermination of his clan, a truly tragic and moving story.

But what does it have to do with him?!
"Stone Skink, my time is precious, do not delay."

"I will nourish it with my own flesh and blood, giving the Corpse-Patterned Iron a chance. A chance to advance to a third-tier superior spiritual artifact!"

"I sacrificed my flesh, soul, and corpse, exhausting all my vital energy."

Afterwards, the cultivator only needs to collect the essence of the Netherworld Corpse to nourish it, and proceed step by step, to obtain a high-grade, third-tier Corpse Pattern Iron.
Both the magic weapon forged from mid-grade third-tier corpse-patterned iron and the magic weapon forged from high-grade third-tier corpse-patterned iron seem to have the potential to become mid-grade magic weapons.

However, the former is already at the limit for mid-grade magic treasures, while the latter, if one has the opportunity, may allow one to glimpse the grade of the sect's treasure.

As a Core Formation cultivator, you are far more knowledgeable and experienced than I am about the differences.

Shilongzi revealed her determination to do whatever it takes; no matter what, she would not allow the bloodline of her clan to be severed before her eyes.

“Master, saving my son will cost a fortune, and we need spiritual herbs that have reached the third rank as the main ingredient.”

However, in terms of value, how can a low-grade third-tier spiritual medicine compare to high-grade upper-tier corpse-patterned iron?

"Oh?" Fang Yi's heart stirred slightly, but his eyes remained calm, and he was not disturbed by the sudden opportunity.

“Stone Dragon, how can you gain my trust?”
A third-tier magic contract is extremely rare; I don't possess one of that rank. How can I trust you?

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhen!"

Shilongzi spoke humbly, and seeing Fang Yi's tone soften slightly, his scales trembled and glowed with a bloody light.

Crimson spiritual runes emerged from his bloodline and fell into the air.

The spiritual runes emitted spiritual light, transforming into a crimson magic contract.

"The legal contract I signed with Xiao Lie back then was formed from my innate divine power, the Blood Oath."

The raging anger that had been burning in Shilongzi's eyes had completely dissipated.

Even if she burned all her essence and blood, she still could not perfectly bind a Core Formation cultivator.

The so-called Little Demon King and Fake Core Immortal are nothing more than failures on the path of cultivation, trying to make themselves look good.

The difference between genuine and fake elixirs is fundamental and cannot be ignored.
However, if the cost of violating the legal contract exceeds the cost of curing the skink beast egg, she is not worried about the Core Formation Real Person breaching the contract.

"Please examine this contract, Master!"

Fang Yi's gaze swept over it; the Blood Oath was surrounded by crimson spiritual light, and the contract was composed of spiritual runes. There was only one penalty for breaking the contract.

It means offsetting the cost with lifespan and vitality.
"Breaching the legal contract and paying ten years of one's lifespan?"

Fang Yi used his fingers as a brush and the power of withering and flourishing as ink, the ink flowing like dragons and snakes, adding nearly a hundred supplementary agreements.

"Buzz!"

The blood-red contract vibrated, and crimson and emerald-green spiritual lights shone brightly, surrounded by an ancient and rustic charm.

A mark of a third-grade blue lotus manifested, emanating magical power, and Fang Yi slightly raised his chin.

"Stone Dragon, it's your turn, fellow Daoist."

"Such a complete and detailed contract; is the real person a Spirit Contract Master?"

Seeing Fang Yi smile without saying a word, Shi Longzi sighed softly. He had no other choice but to be suppressed under the Spirit Peak by Xiao Lie.

Even if they managed to escape the cave, under the watchful eyes of the Great Master Xuanyang Mountain, they would have no chance of survival.

Thus, she gave up everything to plan for her bloodline.

She wanted to find out more information, but Fang Yi's actions were watertight, and his cultivation level was far superior to hers.

No information has been collected.

The skink's demonic power, intertwined with divine soul power, descended, and a lifelike, gray skink was imprinted on the blood oath.

"Wow!"

A crimson aura surged forth, manifesting extraordinary phenomena, and finally split into two, landing within the souls of Fang Yi and Shi Longzi.

"From now on, I'll have to trouble you to take care of my child."

The skink summoned a gentle breeze and a refreshing spring, and in an instant, all the filth was gone, restoring some of the demon king's majestic and heroic appearance.

She walked with an air of authority, step by step, toward Fang Yi.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

With the sound of footsteps, the skink's dark scales shimmered with fire.

Next is the skin membrane.
flesh.
五脏
sinews
"Pong!"

The skink's body withered, its demon core and soul ignited together, transforming into a wisp of gray true fire that enveloped the pure blood light and fell into the corpse-patterned iron.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The corpse-patterned iron vibrated, and wisps of grayish resentment were forced out and dissipated.

"It's done!"

Feeling the spirit iron in his hand return to its original purity, Fang Yi's lips curled up in a smile of joy.

The more demonic the magical artifact, the more important it is to be of pure essence.

"After that, all that is needed is to nurture it with sufficient amounts of pure Yin, Nether, Corpse, and Ghost Qi."
We still need to send some more superior inheritances to Sudu Mountain to cultivate a few pseudo-core corpse cultivators before we can refine the Crimson Yin and Blood Spring Coffin.”

"Master's corpse... Corpse-patterned iron... Mine... Mine!!"

Chi Yin also sensed the pure primordial power of the Corpse Pattern Iron, which would benefit his cultivation.

The alluring scarlet lotus cradled a young boy with a youthful face, eagerly stepping out of the withered and flourishing grotto.

Her fair, delicate hands blurred into afterimages as she reached for the Corpse-Patterned Iron Grab.

(End of this chapter)