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

Chapter 718 Famous in Xuanyang
The azure light vanished without a trace, and the silver sun was also reduced to its original form.

Holding the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate that had been knocked back, Yan Youtai staggered back more than ten steps, his face pale and his energy low.

"Junior Brother Fang, you're quite skilled!"

Sensing Fang Yi's unstable aura, his eyes turned ruthless, and the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff shone brightly.

Although he was not in good condition, Fang Yi's magical power was also greatly diminished and he was not at his peak. Moreover, there was a Core Formation cultivator by his side.

"Xiao Yan, come here!"

A cyan light descended, and Xiao Yan, holding a brown whip, took a step forward, his eyes filled with joy.

"Fang Yi, your fighting skills are not weak, but after such an intense exchange, how much strength do you still have left?"

"How much strength do you have left?"
Xiao Yan, you're ultimately no good enough for this world.

Fang Yi chuckled and pushed his headdress aside.

Azure clouds rose in the sky, their mysterious energy resonating, a vibrant life force rising and transforming into a gentle drizzle that nourished the Dharma body.

In a moment.

A powerful aura rose into the sky, reaching all directions, and transformed into countless blue lotus blossoms that continued to bloom.

Fang Yi's eyes gleamed, and he held the Five Poison Cauldron in his hand. "Senior Brother Yan, it's over."

"Wonderful magical powers?"

"Where did you, Fang Yi, obtain the wondrous techniques and supernatural powers of the spiritual healer?"

Yan Youtai's expression was ambiguous, but he sensed Fang Yi's robes fluttering and his energy returning.

In just a few breaths, like a vigorous ancient tree, it had already reached 70% of its peak, and was still climbing.

His gaze swept over Xiao Yan, whose face was ugly, and he felt disdain. Then, feeling the essence and blood that had consumed his body, he exclaimed in admiration.

"It is extremely rare to see Junior Brother Fang's Dharma Domain cultivation reach such a level."

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the crowd, Yan Youtai waved his sleeves and put away the savage demon Gray Tiger and numerous magical treasures.

Immediately, cloud patterns appeared on the precious boot, which transformed into azure light and departed. The situation was beyond saving, and he knew when to advance and when to retreat.

"This time, Yan admits defeat."

"Fang Yi actually won?" Among the many spiritual lights watching from the sidelines, a burning divine sense flickered, exclaiming in disbelief.

A hazy, magical alchemical cauldron appeared, and upon impact, sparks burst forth from within it.

"That's Yan Youtai, Yan Youtai of Tianji Peak!"
He was regarded as the successor by the Great Master Tianque, yet he was defeated not by Zhang Hengyi, but by Fang Yi?!

A soft sigh echoed. "The world is about to change at Xuan Yang Mountain."

Tiangong Refining Building

Inside the burning chamber, the crimson light illuminated Yang Juyu's face, creating a play of light and shadow.

"Victory!"

His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if looking through layers of legal restrictions towards the Shennong Hall.

"The master defeated Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan in a head-on battle, officially becoming a first-rate figure in Xuanyang Mountain."
"Hey, Old Wu must be kicking himself now."

"Damn it!"

In the fields of medicinal herbs in Shennong Pavilion, a photographic mirror hangs high, and Wu Mengchen, dressed in a brown Buddhist robe, twitches his face.

"How could Master Yan be defeated by Fang Yi?!"

Fear filled his heart. The Five Extremes Peak and Fang Yi had completely fallen out, and the situation had changed dramatically in less than a year.

Wu Mengchen's face was solemn, and he regretted it in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he would not have betrayed Fang Yi.

He muttered in disbelief.

"Fang Yi failed to break through his cultivation realm last time, but he succeeded in condensing his core so easily this time?!"

No, this can't go on.
He defeated Master Yan as soon as he condensed his core; if he were to wait until his cultivation was stable before making further progress...
That would be a huge problem!!

On Lingnong Mountain, Liang Qu held a hoe and laughed heartily.

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

"I never imagined that being forced to rely on Fang Yi would bring me such great gains."

"Hmm, I need to find out what kind of spiritual objects Master Fang prefers. I can't let him down at the upcoming Core Formation Ceremony."

Excluding Tiangonglou, Shennongtang, and Lingnongshan.

Above the Xuan Kong Crimson Pill Spiritual Mansion, beams of spiritual light and divine consciousness vibrated, reaching Azure Wave Peak, Flying Crane Pool, Cloud Peak Pool...

The fake alchemists looked surprised, their stances differing, some happy, some sad, as they fell into deep thought.

After this battle, Fang Yi's position as sect leader was no longer a mere formality, and many cultivators considered the future of their cultivation paths, their descendants, and the continuation of their lineage.

The lineage of the Ancestral Hall was naturally overjoyed and celebrated their victory.

The True Man of Tianji Peak had a gloomy expression, and strange thoughts were swirling within him.

Many fake alchemists without any powerful backers have already begun to waver and are considering attaching themselves to the lineage of Fang Yi of Wuji Peak.

"Hahahaha!"

Beneath the precious banana leaf, Xiao Changce's mouth stretched almost to his ears as he laughed heartily, extremely pleased with himself.

"Junior Brother Hengyi, Senior Sister Wuhua, Fang Yisheng has won!"
My carefully nurtured apprentice, Fang Yisheng, has succeeded!

The Five Flowers Immortal's eyes reflected Fang Yi's tall and straight figure, and Xiao Yan's timid and hesitant posture.

"Junior Brother Xiao, you're incredibly lucky!"
Carefully nurtured?

Don't you know your own level of teaching ability?

If Fang Yi was truly trained by you, let alone condensing his core, even forging his foundation would be extremely difficult.
If I remember correctly, among your twenty-odd bloodline descendants, there are quite a few with superior spiritual roots, yet not one of them has established a foundation for the Dao.”

Master Wuhua sneered repeatedly. "Junior Brother Hengyi, now that this matter is settled, I won't linger any longer and will take my leave."
As for defensive treasures, have Fang Yi choose a time to visit the old man at the Radiant Crimson Fire Cave.”

Watching the departing azure-colored radiance, Zhang Heng smiled. He hadn't expected Fang Yi to surpass Yan Youtai.

"This great victory greatly enhances the prestige of our ancestral hall."

With this as a foundation, the most core resource of the sect, the spiritual object, can be tried to be obtained by Fang Yi.

"If only my lineage could produce another master-like figure."

Zhang Heng's heart was burning with passion; the two great masters of the same lineage were mutually supportive and beneficial.

If he can achieve the perfect Core Formation and break through to the Nascent Soul Realm in the future, he will have another Great True Person as his protector.
Above the Xuan Kong Crimson Pill Spirit Mansion, two cultivators with profound auras faced off.

"Junior Brother Xiao, are you going to walk by yourself, or should I do it myself?"

Fang Yi held the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand, and within a few breaths, his aura rose by another three points.

Xiao Yan sensed the restless, watchful spirits of the cultivators around him, and his expression turned grim.

After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

"Fang Yi, I have lost this matter, but..."

Fang Yi interrupted Xiao Yan, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Yan, if this happens again, don't blame me for not warning you."

The words fell.

Before Xiao Yan could speak, a streak of green light collected the Seven Rings and the Jade Lotus Guard, and fled towards the Five Extremes Peak.

Only Xiao Yan remained, standing outside the cave with a gloomy expression.

Five Peaks.

As the azure light descended, Fang Yi landed and saw Qin Yu with a solemn expression, flanked by Huo Zhao, Li Heng, and the somewhat youthful-looking Fan Deye, all bowing in unison.

"Congratulations, Master, on achieving the True Elixir! From this day forward, may you enjoy five hundred years of carefree life, your path to immortality everlasting and boundless."

"Has the True Core been formed?" Fang Yi murmured, a look of reminiscence in his eyes. "Over one hundred and seventy years, the True Core has finally condensed."

He raised his five fingers slightly, and with a gentle force, he helped the four disciples to their feet.

"After I condense my true core, I must firmly grasp the power of the sect leader. The strength of my Five Extremes Peak lineage will surely increase greatly."

Yu'er, Zhao'er, Heng'er, Deye, in three months, your master will hold a Core Formation Ceremony at the Five Extremes Peak.”

Fang Yi grasped the bamboo leaves one by one from a jade-green ancient bamboo with his five fingers.

The power of withering and flourishing breathed out, the bamboo leaves shimmered with jade light, and a blue lotus mark appeared.

"Yu'er, as the senior brother, you should take Zhao'er and present this invitation to the fake Core Formation cultivator and the late Foundation Establishment Core Formation seed cultivator in the sect."
Not a single one should be missed. Even if they are not at Xuan Yang Mountain, invitations should still be sent to the clan, or to their descendants or disciples.

Qin Yu stepped forward, took the bamboo leaf, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Does Master mean we need to distinguish between friend and foe?"

"Hmm, Yu'er, your understanding of Black Abyss Island has grown considerably since you started controlling it."

Fang Yi's dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, seemingly reflecting the entire landscape of Xuan Yang Mountain—a cave dwelling, a family, and a lineage, all interwoven.
"My condensation of the elixir is just the beginning."

Whether my Five Extremes Peak lineage can soar to new heights afterward depends on whether I, your master, can retain the reins of the sect.”

"Yes, Master!" Qin Yu's eyes flashed with excitement.

He was no mere novice cultivator; having cultivated for over a hundred years, how could he not know the profound depths of Xuan Yang Mountain?

"Heng'er!" Fang Yi said.

"Disciple is here!" Li Heng bowed respectfully, his heart burning with enthusiasm.

"After I condense my core, I can access the third-tier cave dwelling within the sect."

A blue talisman fell from Fang Yi's sleeve. The talisman was ancient and made of spirit jade. The front was engraved with the two characters "Fang Yi" and the back was engraved with a blue lotus mark.

"After the Dharma assembly, you will use my decree to choose a third-tier cave dwelling."
You need not worry about anything within the sect. Focus on your cultivation and, with a foundation of high-grade Dao Foundation, strive to reach the peak of Foundation Establishment as soon as possible.”

"Yes, disciple obeys!" Li Heng respectfully accepted the token and slowly withdrew.

"Deye!"

Looking at the young man in a green robe, his black hair bound with bronze coins, and a Bagua disc at his waist, Fang Yi spoke again.

"You should also cultivate diligently. After the Dharma assembly, your master will take you to the Sutra Repository."

The sect possesses several third-tier metal-attribute cultivation techniques, sufficient to transform one's foundation and strive for Foundation Establishment.

Fang Yi raised his long, slender index finger.

"I have only one requirement: in terms of cultivation, foundation, or even divination skills, you must completely surpass Zhou Qian."

"Disciple obeys!" A hint of hatred appeared in Fan Deye's eyes. How could he forget the Fan family's affairs? How could he dare to forget?

"Master, rest assured, I have encountered Zhou Qian several times in the sect these past few days."

His divination skills are inferior to mine!

"Very good." Fang Yi nodded slightly, not feeling complacent about defeating Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan.

Surpassing Yan Youtai is just the beginning. With the foundation of the Tianji Peak lineage, which has been passed down for thousands of years, Tian Quezi will not fall for a day.

Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan had countless opportunities to fail.

Moreover, this was merely a contest of magical arts, a relatively fair contest conducted under the awe-inspiring presence of the Ancestral Master.
In a life-or-death struggle, would Yan Youtai have no trump cards left?
The Zhou Tian Bagua Diagram, the treasure of Tianji Peak, has been passed down for over a thousand years. How could the great masters of each generation not have refined this talisman?
A quarter of an hour later.

Huo Zhao, Qin Yu, and the other disciples left one by one.

Behind the cave dwelling courtyard, the tranquil bamboo swayed, and one after another, sound transmission jade talismans fell.

Fang Yi reached out and grabbed the jade talisman, scanning it with his divine sense as if deep in thought.

At this time, the fake alchemists from the Ancestral Master Hall lineage made an appointment to meet.

“After forming the core, things are different,” Fang Yi chuckled, his divine sense flowing, his pen moving swiftly to reply to each question.

The cultivators who can send transmission talismans are at least Foundation Establishment Perfection Core Seeds, or even Pseudo Core True Persons from various branches.

He took this opportunity to collect ancient books, aged them, and sent them to Sudu Mountain to forge a third-tier demonic inheritance.

"Changsun Jie!"

"Your humble servant is here!" Changsun Jie, dressed in hemp clothing with sallow skin, bowed respectfully.

"You spread the word that all cultivators of Xuan Yang Mountain should know before the Core Formation Ceremony that I am fond of ancient books."

Fang Yi's gaze was murky as he looked at the unlucky spirit whose aura had become three times stronger.

"After this, you can prepare to condense your core; that spirit wine has been stored in the cellar for a long time."
Do not disappoint me.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will certainly not disappoint you!" Changsun Jie suppressed his elation and bowed respectfully.

Although he didn't know why Fang Yi valued ancient books, he still decided to do his best to handle the matter well.

Afterwards, he went into seclusion to condense his inner core.
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
'Once the elixir is formed, the market will be different.'

Changsun Jie's mind raced. Fang Yi's fighting ability exceeded his expectations. Even if he could condense his core, he would still be no match for him.

However, it is not impossible to escape.

'Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan, I doubt they would refuse a Core Formation cultivator.'

He slowly left the courtyard, transforming into a streak of gray light and disappearing.

"You certainly have quite a few little schemes up your sleeve."

A hint of plum blossom fragrance wafted from Fang Yi's fingertips as the [Plum Blossom Divination] flowed, already at the second-tier superior level.

"Regardless of whether the core condensation is successful or not, taking advantage of this unlucky spirit's breakthrough should allow me to advance my divination skills to the quasi-third level."
If successful, it will add another third-tier talent.
If it doesn't work, it can still help improve one's divination skills.

Fang Yi's gaze was deep and unfathomable, reflecting on the many hidden tricks he had left behind within Changsun Jie's physical body and soul.

Want to leave?
Daydreaming
"Next, we wait for Uncle-Master Hengyi to send a message, to pay our respects to True Person Chimei, and to refine the defensive treasure."

Fang Yi's eyes gleamed with a thoughtful light.
"Now that my cultivation has improved, I should be able to see more of Red Eyebrow's background."
When exactly did he break through to the upper realm?

The night was dark, with a bright moon and few stars.

Tianji Peak.

The waterfall, as majestic as the Milky Way, cascades down the cliff face, plunging thousands of feet.

As the light faded, Yan Youtai watched as the ancient gate of the Star-Picking Tower slowly opened. He straightened his clothes and stepped inside.

"You've arrived."

Before the ancient armillary sphere, Tian Quezi, with his withered face, sat cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep yet awake.

"Greetings, Grandmaster!" Yan Youtai bowed deeply, his face showing respect.

"What brings you here?" Although his tone was questioning, Tian Quezi's expression was resolute.

"You didn't use your full strength, did you? You refined the Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff to a mid-grade magic weapon."
If the Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff is unleashed, the outcome will be uncertain.

Yan Youtai casually slumped down, chuckling. "I still can't hide it from the Ancestor."
The disciple does this for the sake of that Blood-Red Bodhi Branch.

"My grand plan for Xuan Yang is about to begin; having another high-grade magic weapon will increase our chances of success."

"You never expected that even with the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Disc activating its wondrous techniques, it wouldn't be able to suppress Fang Yi."
"As I have said before, tigers and leopards lurk in the deep mountains, and unicorns hide in the fields. Never underestimate any cultivator."

Tian Quezi's eyelids drooped, showing no mercy.

"In the end, the matter of the Blood-stained Bodhi Branch was made possible by using the spiritual offerings of the sect."

My senior brother and I had already decided that Zhang Hengyi of the Ancestral Hall lineage would withdraw from the competition for this treasure.

The rest depends on your and Fang Yi's backgrounds.

"The patriarch has keen insight." Yan Youtai's eyes gleamed with a hint of shrewdness, his face showing helplessness.

"This disciple truly never expected that Fang Yi would possess such mastery of the Law Domain, and even refine a third-tier wondrous technique."

　Tomorrow will resume being Saturday.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)