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

Chapter 731 involves using bait to obtain spiritual objects.

Xuanyang Mountain Range, Chishui Marsh.

A streak of light flashed by, and Changsun Wu looked at the family archway and the passing cultivators with a smile on his face.

The passing cultivators wore silver silk robes, were tall and straight, and possessed pure magical power, making them top-tier among their peers.

Upon seeing Changsun Wu arrive, they all bowed and paid their respects, their faces filled with anticipation.

"Jiuxuan greets the clan leader!"

"Changsun Yu greets the clan leader!"

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As the monks greeted him, Changsun Wu's smile grew even wider, a sense of accomplishment rising within him.

"With the support of our clan uncle, the family has become increasingly prosperous, and we are just waiting for him to reach the Core Formation stage."
Even if it's just a fake elixir, it's enough to take another step forward.

Five years ago, Changsun Jie was promoted to the position of chief steward of Wuji Peak and gained Fang Yi's favor.

Originally just a mid-level family among Foundation Establishment families, the Changsun family of Chishuize rose rapidly and their power continued to expand.

Even later, because of the Lingtian incident, Changsun Jie carried thorns to apologize and was punished.

As long as Changsun Jie remained the chief steward of Wuji Peak, the Changsun family would never decline.

Inside the secret room, after activating the protective barrier to isolate the inside from the outside, Changsun Wu pushed with his five fingers.

"Crack!"

The stone slab forged by the spirit-suppressing technique was opened, and a scroll with the inscription "Treatise on a Hundred Medicines" on its cover lay quietly in a dimly lit compartment.

An ordinary first-tier spiritual medicine inheritance was taken out. Changsun Wu flipped through the scroll and murmured.

"Three 200-year-old chalcedony ginseng plants."

He tapped his fingertips three times with his magic, and the words "Jade Marrow Ginseng" on the scroll were imbued with a unique rhythm, the characters constantly changing.

"Wow!"

The six characters, "[Major events, connected to the secrets of heaven]", were reflected in Changsun Wu's eyes.

"It finally came."

Did my uncle foresee this day by leaving this scroll behind ten years ago?

A cold, eerie light flickered in his eyes.

"Since Uncle has issued this decree, it must be because he is close to forming his core, and Fang Yi is unwilling to exchange it for a spiritual item for forming his core?"

Just
It's better to rely on yourself than on others!

"The two masters, Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan, are mortal enemies with Fang Yi."

"Given my uncle's influence at Five Extremes Peak, it's not impossible to exchange him for a Core Formation spiritual item."

After a moment's thought, Changsun Wu took out a brocade box from the secret room.

Upon opening the brocade box, a black spiritual silk robe lay inside, thin and seamless. Beside it lay a bronze decree, the character "Yan" (阎) inscribed with flowing, dynamic strokes.

Fortunately, my uncle was prepared.

"By leveraging Fang Yi's reputation, I obtained the top-grade magical artifact, the Shadow Cloak."

Changsun Wu donned his ceremonial robes, his aura concealed, and with a single step, he vanished without a trace, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

"Ah Wu, you should turn to the scroll I left behind and find the secret."

At the Purple Qi Pavilion halfway up Xuanyang Mountain, Changsun Jie stroked the Water Leopard at his feet, his eyes dark and deep.

He looked up at the summit, where the Xuanling Longevity Palace was enveloped in a misty blue light.

"Fang Yi, if you are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust."

Changsun Jie's face was gloomy as he murmured in a low voice.

"The path to Core Formation lies ahead; no one can stop me."

The full moon hangs high, stars twinkle, and silvery moonlight scatters, draping Tianji Peak in a silvery veil.

A figure dressed in black silk robes moved stealthily, holding a token as he silently traversed the dense forest.

"disease!"

The bronze token was activated, and invisible fluctuations flowed outwards in all directions.

At the Xuanji Water Pavilion, koi carp swim leisurely in the lotus pond, and green bamboo rustles.

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate rotates, wisps of silver light rise, mysterious energy surrounds it, and it evolves the hexagrams of the Zhou Tian.

As Yan Youtai was instructing Zhou Qian on his cultivation, a spiritual light suddenly emanated from the jade pendant at his waist.

He frowned slightly, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and spoke.

"Qian'er, you should cultivate diligently. I have important business to attend to and will be right back."

"Yes, Master, please go ahead." Zhou Qian bowed respectfully.

"Ah."

Yan Youtai nodded slightly, took a step forward, and a flash of silver light disappeared into the waterside pavilion.

Zhou Qian held the jade slip in his hand, his gaze resolute.

"Although a year ago, Fan Deye was no match for me in terms of magic and cultivation."

However, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators of Tianji Peak were defeated by Qin Yu and Huo Zhao.

These masters include many mid-level Dao Foundation cultivators, and two of them even possess magical treasures, making them potential Core Formation seeds within the sect.

Fang Yi's teaching of his disciples is unparalleled in the sect, and even a year can bring about significant changes.

Better safe than sorry!

Zhou Qian took out a sound transmission talisman, his lips moved, and after a few breaths...

"disease!"

"Wow!"

Amidst swirling clouds and mist, the jade talisman transformed into a blue crane with long, elegant feathers, gracefully flapping its wings as it headed towards the Zhou family of Junluo Mountain.

Yan Youtai, who was in charge of Tianji Peak, had a profound background, and the Zhou family was not a poor family either.

"Be extremely cautious in everything you do. Use all your strength to fight Fan Deye. You absolutely cannot be defeated by him."
Although Master is a successor of the Wugengzi lineage, his lifespan is still long.

If I don't perform well in the duel, I might not be able to retain my position as his disciple and pass on his lineage."

In the dense ancient forest of Tianji Peak, a black figure concealed his aura and looked on expectantly.

"coming!"

The figure in black pulled off its hood, stepped forward, and prostrated itself on the ground with a thud, tears streaming down its face.

"Master Yan, please spare my Changsun family, considering our past relationship."

"Changsun Wu?" Yan Youtai nodded, sensing the familiar aura, a slight smile playing on his lips, and spoke gently.

“Nephew Wu, Changsun Jie used to have the scenery of the Five Extremes Peak behind him.”

Why did it suddenly turn out like this?
That's all.

Yan Youtai's eyes were filled with thoughts. He never expected that someone he had given up on years ago would come to him for help today.
After Changsun Wu, he became the chief steward of Wuji Peak. He was capable in his work and was highly regarded by Fang Yi.

"What happened to your Changsun family?"
To put it simply, considering our long-standing friendship, I will certainly lend a hand!

"It's Fang Yi!"

Changsun Wu gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Fang Yi wants to cut off Uncle Changsun Jie's path."

Yan Youtai's eyes gleamed.

He paid no attention whatsoever to Fang Yi's actions in cutting off Changsun Jie's path.

Although Changsun Wu was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was not a minor cultivator who could be killed at will in his eyes.

The important thing is that he expressed his intention, which could represent the head steward of Xuan Yang Mountain.

Changsun Jie intended to rebel and abandon the darkness for the light.

If Changsun Jie, as the chief steward of the Five Extremes Peak, were to betray them, the damage to the Five Extremes Peak would be immense.
Yan Youtai could already foresee that Fang Yi's face was gloomy, his heart burning with anger, yet he was helpless.

He unleashed a burst of inspiration, which transformed into clouds and mist, and then spoke in a gentle voice.

"Nephew Changsun Wu, come with me to the Xuanji Water Pavilion so we can have a detailed discussion."
"I have a deep friendship with my junior brother Changsun Jie, and I certainly wouldn't stand idly by."

Changsun Wu rose with a gentle force, feeling a slight sense of relief.

'It seems the feud between Tianji Peak and Wuji Peak is going to exceed Uncle's expectations.'

The next day.

The sun hangs high in the sky, its scorching rays shining down.

Within the Xuanling Longevity Palace, ancient bamboos and pines stand strong and vigorous, their branches and trunks constantly growing under the nourishment of life.

"disease!"

The round animal egg lost its limestone color and was surrounded by a fiery red glow, like magma.

Fang Yi cast his final spell, feeling the magical bond he had established with the demonic beast Shi Longzi dissipate within his soul.

"Deye, come here and acknowledge your master."

This beast egg is the egg of a near-third-tier skink, its essence profound. Although you are skilled in divination, you lack proficiency in combat; this skink egg is bestowed upon you.

Fan Deye bowed respectfully, glanced at the beast eggs, and after a moment, hesitated before speaking.

“Master, these skink eggs are rare. It would be a waste to give them to me to raise.”

Why not have Master take them as his beast pet and raise them himself, so that one day they can become a demon king and bring glory to the Five Extremes lineage?

"I have given it to you, so you should make sure the demon beast recognizes you as its master."

"While near-third-tier beast eggs are precious, their value to me is nothing more than this."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly and began to reprimand.

"I have already sent someone to deliver the challenge, and then it will be your battle against Zhou Qian."

"This concerns my grand plan for Five Extremes Peak, so please accept this skink."

"What are you standing there for? Come over and acknowledge your master!"

In order to subdue the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect, your two senior brothers, Qin Yu and Huo Zhao, suffered greatly and devoted a great deal of effort to suppress those troublemakers.

Now only the Tianji Peak lineage remains.

"Victory or defeat hinges on this one battle; let's not allow the five years of hard work and dedication of everyone at Wuji Peak to turn into a wasteland."

"Thank you Master!"

With excitement in his eyes, Fan Deye took small steps to the crimson beast egg and forced out a stream of blood essence from his index fingertip.

His essence and blood fell, glowing with a precious red spiritual light. After cultivating the "Gengjin Life-Refining Book" for five years, his magical power and foundation were now completely different from before.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Three drops of essence blood were absorbed into the beast egg.

Fang Yi spoke up. "The time has come, quickly form a pact!"

"Yes!"

Fan Deye's fingertips moved with magical techniques, his magic power flowing freely.

The [Contract] runes manifested, surrounded by an ancient and primal aura.

"Edict!"

The character 【契】 (Qi) shone brightly and was imprinted into the beast egg.

The animal eggs, covered in crimson patterns, exuded vitality and conveyed a sense of longing, filling Van der Yee with joy.

"Master, I'll return to my cave to nurture the demon beasts first."

"Not urgent.

"I will lend you another helping hand."

A faint light emanated from Fang Yi's five fingers, and vitality transformed into rings of jade, rising and falling uncertainly.

"fall!"

The jade's spiritual light shattered, transforming into a rich life force that poured into the beast egg.

"Ok?"

Fang Yi's eyes revealed the illusory image of a six-pointed plum blossom in the cold, and he looked through layers of magical restrictions toward the Purple Qi Pavilion on the mountainside.

He seemed to be deep in thought, then quickly composed himself and continued to nourish the beast eggs.

In the backyard of Ziqi Pavilion, the lotus pond shimmered with light, the green lotus leaves swayed, and the lotus flowers exuded a delicate fragrance.

On the bluestone steps, a fleeting figure holds an oil-paper umbrella, ink-like lines falling.

He swept past the passing cultivators unnoticed until he stepped into the backyard of the Purple Qi Pavilion, lifted his robe, and sat down.

"Changsun Jie, it's been a long time since we last met."

Changsun Jie breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Youtai's willingness to come meant that there was room for discussion.

The next step is to see if his worth is enough to convince a Core Formation cultivator.

He bowed respectfully and spoke politely.

"Brother Youtai has condensed his true elixir, but I was unable to leave the mountain and thus could not personally offer my congratulations. Please forgive me, Brother Youtai."

"Brother Dao, please wait a moment. Let me shield my aura to prevent it from being discovered by those with ulterior motives."

Changsun Jie's fingertips moved with magical incantations, his withered hands forming runes, and the bag for transferring calamities and accumulating blessings was summoned, gleaming with precious light.

On the gray brocade pouch, large cloud silk woven from third-tier spirit silkworms is embroidered with vivid purple auspicious cloud patterns, rolling endlessly.

The five runes, 'Fortune,' 'Prosperity,' 'Longevity,' 'Joy,' and 'Wealth,' transformed into purple energy that flowed across the brocade pouch.

Changsun Jie's withered hands broke the seal, and the jeweled necklace swirled around him, accompanied by a thousand strands of auspicious energy.

"Transferring disasters and summoning spirits to turn misfortune into fortune is called transferring disasters and accumulating blessings."

The Secret Art of Fortune: A Divine Blessing.

"disease!"

The bag that could move away disasters and accumulate fortunes emitted a mysterious light, and the purple light turned into a gray light with a color of decay.

An invisible wave spread, and for some reason, the patrolling cultivators subconsciously avoided the Purple Qi Tower.

A passing fake cultivator scanned the area with his divine sense, but also ignored the Purple Qi Tower.

"The wondrous and supernatural powers of the Path of Fortune and Misfortune, which are close to minor accomplishment?"
With your innate unlucky spirit developed to this extent, it's no wonder that Fang Yi is hindering your path.
"Junior Brother Changsun, if you are willing to go into seclusion, immediately attempt to break through to the Core Formation realm."

Grasping a wisp of hazy spiritual energy, Yan Youtai narrowed his eyes, already having a guess in his mind.

"Junior brother wants a Core Formation Spiritual Object?"

His gaze was sharp as a knife, piercing Changsun Jie's soul like a venomous snake.

Changsun Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering how to persuade Yan Youtai.

Third-tier spiritual items are rare, and Core Formation spiritual items are even rarer. Using them as payment would be enough to persuade a Core Formation cultivator to take action.

Even if Yan Youtai were extremely wealthy, he wouldn't easily give it up based on mere words.

"Senior Brother Yan, Fang Yi wants to take over the power of the sect leader."

His two disciples, Qin Yu and Huo Zhao, nearly defeated all the Core Formation seeds in Xuan Yang Mountain.

Those of the same lineage as him from the Ancestral Hall escaped the calamity.

Even when a fake Core Formation cultivator couldn't resist intervening after seeing his disciple severely injured, he was stopped by Li Heng, Fang Yi's third disciple.

Changsun Jiezhong sighed, regardless of anything else, Fang Yi's sharp eye and outstanding ability to teach disciples were unparalleled in Xuanyang Mountain.

He spoke in a low, somber voice.

"According to the sect's old tradition, as long as the three main branches of Xuan Yang are defeated, Fang Yi can reclaim the three orders and assume the power of sect leader, not just a clay seal."
Senior Brother Yan, now there are only Qi Refining cultivators left.

"Is Zhou Qian absolutely confident that he can defeat Fan Deye with all his might?"

"Does Junior Brother Changsun Jie have a way to help me?"

Yan Youtai felt the purple energy flowing through the disaster-removing and blessing-accumulating bag, which shone with precious light.

He slightly closed his eyes. Among those who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, Changsun Jie was the strongest among his disciples.

Unfortunately, the battle among Foundation Establishment cultivators had already ended, and Changsun Jie had just changed his mind.

Otherwise, a Foundation Establishment cultivator who has reached the Perfection stage in the Path of Fortune and Misfortune is not someone Huo Zhao and Qin Yu can handle.

Even with Li Heng, the outcome is still uncertain.

Yan Youtai's eyes gleamed as he made his promise.

"If Junior Brother Changsun can help me win this battle and suppress Fang Yi, then this Core Formation Spiritual Object is not out of the question."
"My Heavenly Mystery Peak possesses profound resources and is not lacking in any Core Formation spiritual artifacts."

"it is good!"

Changsun Jie narrowed his eyes slightly. He had long known that Tianji Peak had a profound foundation, but this promise of a Core Formation Spiritual Object was still surprising.

The enmity between Fang Yi and Yan Youtai was far greater than he had imagined.

"Fang Yi is currently drawing upon his life force to help his disciple recognize a descendant of a demon king as his master."
A descendant of a third-tier fire-attribute demon king, Fang Yi forcibly entered the Burning Sky Ridge for the sake of this descendant.
This also led to his enmity with Master Xiao Yan.

'This isn't a lie; I was there that day at Burning Sky Ridge.'

Yan Youtai's gaze was deep and mysterious, as if it were penetrating the legal barriers and landing on the top of the Five Extremes Peak.

'Hey, Fang Yi never expected that your head butler's mind would waver.'

'I wonder if Changsun Jie can extract a Core Formation spirit item from Yan Youtai.'

Xuanling Changsheng Mansion.

Fang Yi murmured to himself as he cast a spell.

The life-giving mist continuously nurtured the beast egg until a wisp of demon king's aura was refined and emerged on the crimson beast egg.

Don't waste my time promoting you to head steward; the Core Formation spirit item is precious.
My breakthrough in the Heavenly Secrets and the refinement of the human puppet depend on Changsun Jie's early completion of the Core Formation.

(End of this chapter)