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

Chapter 732 Tracing the Relics, Determining Victory on the Nine Heavens Platform

"Crack!"

With a cracking sound, spiderweb-like patterns appeared on the round animal egg, and the skink pushed open the shell, revealing its small, reddish-brown head.

"Silk!"

It opened its mouth and cried out happily, its long, thin red tongue curling up to roll pieces of eggshell into its mouth, which it chewed carefully.

"Such pure energy!" Fan Deye's eyes lit up with joy. "Thank you for your assistance, Master."

Fang Yi nodded slightly. "This demonic beast, nurtured by my magic power, has a superior bloodline and its aptitude is comparable to that of a human cultivator with a superior spiritual root."

It's a fire-attribute monster, skilled in combat and easy to tame; it could be a great asset to you.

The battle at Tianji Peak will take place in a few days; do not be careless.

As the eggshells on the stone platform gradually disappeared, the Stone Dragon's cultivation level soared, and its size continued to grow. In just a few dozen breaths, it expanded from a finger's length to a three-foot size.

Tier 1 Low Grade

First-tier mid-grade

Peak of mid-grade first rank.
As if water had naturally flowed into the middle stage of the first rank, standing shoulder to shoulder with mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators, Shi Longzi tilted his head, looking at Fang Yi and Fan Deye with a puzzled expression.

The former inspired his admiration, while the latter resonated with him.

"Sigh~"

Shilongzi shook its head from side to side, and finally leaped into Fan Deye's arms. Fang Yi nodded slightly, his mind racing.

'I wonder how Jiu Shang is handling the demonic inheritance that Xiao Qi sent to Sudu Mountain?'

Suidu Mountain.

The ancient city of Dadu is located thousands of miles to the north, a place rarely visited by people.

The ancient forest is dense, and every spiritual vein, large or small, is inhabited by demonic beasts.

Under the influence of demonic energy, the nature of the spiritual veins changed, and the wisps of spiritual power that overflowed were imbued with the wild energy, draping the ancient forest in a thin veil.

"Roar!"

With a majestic roar, a lithe golden-armored lion with swaying golden mane stepped forward and struck down a black-armored tortoise, killing it instantly.

Gu Jiushang's eyes gleamed as he gazed at the deep pool in the center of the ancient forest. He opened his mouth and spat out a storage bag surrounded by yin energy and exuding a ghostly aura.

"Little Seven, Master has instructed us to prepare more demonic inheritances so that we can cultivate fake Core Formation Immortals. This will make it easier for you to harvest great herbs, refine the Blood Spring Crown, and lure the White Bone Sect into our trap in the future."
"You'll be responsible for setting up this formation."

A stream of yellow jade light flowed, and a small silver-white beast rose from the ground. With a swirling of demonic energy, the patterned shell of the second-tier superior black-armored tortoise was cleansed by the demonic power and fell into the hands of Seven Precepts.

"Old Gu, the arrangements for passing on the legacy are simple."

"The old master is wise and powerful; he had already aged the inherited spiritual artifacts, which is just a way to attract cultivators here, but it's a bit troublesome."

Seven Precepts opened his mouth and spat out twelve beams of spiritual light. The brown spiritual light scattered like stars, and twelve [antiqued] array flags swayed.

As the yellow sands flew away, a broken, ancient formation, seemingly weathered by time, took shape.

Gu Jiushang sent a beam of spiritual light towards the storage bag surrounded by yin energy, and a broken ancient cauldron with two severed legs, filled with the stench of blood, fell down.

"Fortunately, the master is now in the position of sect leader; otherwise, it would be difficult to collect such old items."

"Unfortunately, the Nine-Bend Old Ghost used a dirty trick with his [Earth Yang Array Book], using high-grade third-tier array runes to outline a low-grade third-tier inheritance, making the array obscure and difficult to understand."
Otherwise, I would have already advanced the Dao of Formations to the lower third rank.

Qi Jie muttered resentfully twice, then turned to look at Gu Jiu Shang, who was tall and imposing.

"By the way, Old Man Gu..."
The master has taken on a new disciple named Fan Deye. He has good aptitude for divination and is already a mid-grade first-level celestial divination master in his early twenties.
I'll take this black tortoise shell back to Xuan Yang Mountain; it'll be perfect for young Fan to cultivate the Dao of Heavenly Secrets.”

"Fan Deye?"

Are they descendants of Fan Dacheng?

Fan Dacheng seemed to be making some moves, leaving Black Abyss Island several times to infiltrate Sudu Mountain and hunt demonic beasts, his aura growing increasingly fierce.

Gu Jiushang seemed to be deep in thought. It was just a second-tier high-grade spirit turtle. He reached out and grabbed it, and golden demonic energy wrapped around the thumb-sized black-armored turtle's inner core, which landed in front of Qi Jie.

"This demon beast's inner core is a gift for young Fan."

Xiao Qi, remember to report back to the master that I have already set up a hidden cave deep in the Sudu Mountain, near the spiritual land of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

If things are beyond our control, sir, please do not force the issue. Come with me to seek refuge in Sudu Mountain.
Although it was all for naught, the protection of a fourth-level True Monarch of the demon race prevented the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Fire Worship Cult from venturing too far, thus ensuring their safety.

"Yes, I will inform the master about this matter."

Qi Jie squinted, his heart filled with joy. With Gu Jiushang having arranged the demon clan's cave, he had a way out.

To establish a cave dwelling near the Ten Thousand Mountains, a place where a Nascent Soul Demon Lord of the Demon Clan resides, is no simple matter.

If Gu Jiushang hadn't condensed his golden core and possessed exceptional talent, he would have needed to at least reach the level of a Great True Person to qualify for this position.

Fortunately, the cave dwelling was successfully opened.

Regardless of whether Xuan Yang Mountain succeeds or fails, it is enough to preserve one's life.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. With Fang Yiyuan's lifespan of eight hundred years, which surpasses that of a Core Formation cultivator, even if he makes a mistake temporarily, there is still room for a comeback.

The golden crow flies and the jade rabbit flies; several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Five Peaks.

Changsun Jie, leaning on his wooden crutch, respectfully bowed towards the Xuanling Pool Longevity Palace.

"Master, the four young masters have arrived, and the ritual for their duel is fully prepared."

"Buzz!"

The heavy doors, engraved with ancient trees and pine trees, opened to both sides, revealing Fang Yi with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a blue lotus crown and a robe that symbolizes mountains and rivers, exuding heroic spirit.

His gaze swept over Qin Yu and Huo Zhao. After five years of fighting, defeating disciples from many sects in Xuan Yang, the two had shed their former glory.

Qin Yu entered the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, while Huo Zhao's seventh level of Foundation Establishment was stable and his aura was pure.

If they maintain their momentum, there's a good chance they'll condense a true elixir.

Fang Yi's gaze then fell upon the disciple wearing the Jade Spring Crown and the Vast Ocean Robe.

"In terms of profound fortune, Heng'er is the best among my disciples. He has the potential to achieve the True Elixir, and the Golden Elixir is not out of reach."

After this battle, the ancient witchcraft lineage of the Jumang tribe, known as the "True Chapter of Spiritual Root Ascension," was passed down.

The three disciples' Dao foundation quality is expected to rise another rank.

Fang Yi's gaze then lingered briefly on Changsun Jie, whose face was filled with obsequiousness, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

'A spirit of bad luck, involved in matters of fortune and misfortune, is also a superior talent.'

He suppressed his thoughts. Now everything was ready, and only the last step was needed. Once he subdued Yan Youyi's lineage at Tianji Peak, he could take control of Xuan Yang Mountain.

"Let's go!
"Don't keep Senior Brother Yan waiting."

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi sent a cloud of azure clouds rolling beneath his feet, lifting everyone up. Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, Li Heng, and Fan Deye were separated to his left and right.

On the outer side are twelve male and female cultivators carefully selected from the Five Extremes Peak. The male cultivators are heroic and spirited, while the female cultivators are gentle and graceful, and all have outstanding looks.

The twelve cultivators served as a ceremonial guard, some holding precious banners, others waving flags, with necklaces hanging down and golden lotuses emerging, exuding an awe-inspiring Daoist aura.

"coming!"

Yan Youtai stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the auspicious clouds with their powerful energy pressing down on Tianji Peak.

"For a full four hundred and twenty-three years, Xuan Yang Mountain has been without a leader with real power. Fang Yi is only one step away from that goal."
In terms of skill and cultivation, he was unparalleled in Xuan Yang Mountain, but unfortunately, he was a Wood Dao True Core cultivator.

"Edict!"

A beam of light shot out from his sleeve, and Yan Youtai summoned a magical token, pouring his powerful magic into it.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled through Tianji Peak, and streaks of purple lightning continuously cleaved into the void.

A pillar of purple-gold light rose from the void.

With overwhelming momentum, a purple-gold platform wreathed in lightning was pulled out from the void.

Hidden within Xuanyang Mountain are dragons and tigers.

Life and death are decided on the Nine Heavens Platform

The twelve ink marks, written with the strokes of dragons and snakes, exude a fierce and brutal intent to kill.

"Junior Brother Fang, please!"

"Let me see what your Five Extremes Peak lineage has to offer for your rampant tyranny." Yan Youtai took a step forward, his robes fluttering as they landed on the cloud bed beside him.

Fang Yi didn't care about Yan Youtai's sarcasm. He smiled and behaved with composure, like a gentle and refined gentleman.

"Nine Heavens Battle Platform?"

When the two Qi Refining cultivators clashed, Senior Brother Yan requested the Nine Heavens Battle Platform, demonstrating his considerable wealth.

As expected of the lineage of Tianji Peak, the legacy of the past masters is profound.

"Sharp teeth and a sharp tongue!"

Yan Youtai's eyes narrowed slightly. Fang Yi's sarcasm about his lack of ability and reliance on his predecessors was clearly obvious to him.

"Let's not waste time, please come here, all of you esteemed masters."

"Buzz!"

At the Nine Heavens Battle Platform, after the thirty-six Venerable Dao Platforms rose up, Fang Yi and Yan Youtai attacked simultaneously.

"boom!"

The azure lotus flag flutters, the celestial divination plate spins, and the battle platform in the nine heavens shakes the earth.

In the eyes of the cultivators, the two True Immortals possessed a long and powerful aura, but their figures were completely obscured by purple smoke and clouds.

"Buzz!"

The icy light flashed and disappeared in an instant, leaving a chilling aura. Yang Cai'er wore a deep blue robe, with jade bracelets on her wrists, her brows and eyes were icy cold, and she was surrounded by ice crystals.

"Yang Cai'er, a member of the Nine Cold Lineage, has met Senior Brother Fang and Fellow Daoist Yan."
The Patriarch is away, and I, the Palace Master, have come here to bear witness.

With a flick of her slender hand, Yang Cai'er placed the azure cloud bed beside Fang Yi, her attitude self-evident.

"It's been several years since we last met. Brother Fang's cultivation has improved again, and he's not far from reaching the third level of Core Formation."

"Thank you for your kind words, Junior Sister." Fang Yi chuckled and chatted familiarly with Yang Cai'er. The two had supported each other for nearly two hundred years and had a deep friendship.

"How is your old injury to your soul, Junior Sister?"
"As your brother, I have made significant progress in my medical skills. At most, within three years, I will be able to completely eliminate the hidden danger for my junior sister."

Yang Cai'er parted her lips slightly. "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Fang. Although my soul is still damaged by the cold, it no longer affects my cultivation progress."

Birds of a feather flock together.

Yan Youtai snorted coldly, his heart sinking slightly.

Under the cover of the forbidden purple aura, no one noticed the arrival of the newly formed Core Formation cultivator. Then, another streak of crimson light flashed by.

The Five-Flower Immortal's long, dark blue hair was half-disheveled, with a blood-red coral hairpin tucked diagonally into her hair, adorned with a nine-tailed fox-tail-shaped gold tassel. A black belt was tied around her waist, and a soul-capturing bell hung from her bare ankles.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling."

She glanced at Fang Yi and Yan Youtai, then emitted a beam of spiritual light and spoke, "The Xuan Yang Dao Lineage has five flowers; come here to witness the change of the sect leader's authority."

Before she finished speaking, the Five Flowers Immortal stepped out and landed on the azure cloud bed, leaning comfortably against Yang Cai'er.

"Cai'er, it's been a long time!"

Zhu Huaiyuan, who was standing behind him, gave a wry smile and bowed to Fang Yi in apology.

Fang Yi nodded slightly. Wu Hua acted without restraint, but by standing next to Yang Cai'er, he had already expressed his stance in favor of him.

That was enough; Yan Youtai's increasingly gloomy expression said it all.

'Why did Wu Hua choose Fang Yi like this?'
Shouldn't she remain neutral?

"boom!"

As the purple light streaked past, Sheng Bo'an also quietly appeared, bowing respectfully to Yan Youtai.

"Greetings, Master Yan. Master Hu Lei asked me to send his regards to you."

Yan Youtai's expression softened slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. Sheng Bo'an landed directly on Fang Yiyun's bed, bowed deeply, and spoke respectfully.

"Greetings, Uncle Fang!"

Fang Yi raised his left hand slightly and gently helped the burly Sheng Bo'an to his feet.

"Bo'an, it's been a long time."

It seems they have made ample preparations for this return to Xuanyang Mountain.

Coincidentally, I recently mastered a wondrous technique in the art of spiritual healing, and my progress in this art has greatly improved.

A wisp of azure clouds rose from his fingertips, transforming into the breath of the mysterious fungus, and the spiritual ginseng swayed with many strange phenomena.

"Azure Sky and Precious Clouds?"

Sheng Bo'an's pupils contracted slightly as he suppressed his elation and cautiously spoke.

"Uncle Fang, what a great opportunity! This [Azure Sky Treasure Cloud Qi] technique is top-notch in the field of spiritual medicine."

The lowly maid of the Jade Water Pavilion searched for hundreds of years, only to collect a few fragments.

He landed on the jade light emanating from the azure sky and precious clouds, a disciple of the Core Formation stage, with a superior Dao Foundation.

Sheng Bo'an was well aware that a wondrous divine power, which was combined with cultivation techniques and skills, could be used to bless cultivators.

"How far is Martial Uncle from achieving the minor mastery of this wondrous technique?"

"It has already achieved some success."

Once this matter is settled, Junior Nephew Sheng may come to Five Extremes Peak to find me.

Fang Yi smiled and glanced at Yan Youtai, whose face was ashen and ugly.

There are only a handful of True Immortals who have achieved the Core Formation stage on Xuanyang Mountain; including both those who have achieved it and those who have not, there are no more than ten.

He completely abandoned Huang Guangsheng's legacy and sought to swallow up the White Bone Sect.

Zhang Hengyi naturally gave his full support, as Xiao Changce was his master and Xu Qingshe was also a life-or-death friend.

The Nine Cold lineage has two Core Formation True Immortals: Nine Cold True Immortal and Yang Cai'er. Yang Cai'er is a long-time friend who supports each other.

They naturally supported him and allowed him to take over the leadership of the sect.

Wu Hua and Chi Meizi of the Xuan Yang lineage, Wu Hua would not make things difficult for him out of respect for Yang Cai'er.

As for Chi Meizi, he was focused on breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm, and the more outstanding Fang Yi was, the happier he became.

As for the Tianji Peak lineage?
On the surface, Tian Quezi is in charge, but in private, there is probably another You Xishan hiding behind the scenes.

During their visit to the Sutra Repository, Fang Yi had a pretty good grasp of the two men's thoughts.

As for the Thunder God of the Heavenly Punishment Pavilion, with Sheng Bo'an's old injury still present, how could he possibly cause trouble for him?

The tide has turned.

On the altar, a powerful and long divine sense swept across, and You Xishan, dressed in a plain white robe, his figure blurred, showed admiration.

"Among the many lineages within the sect, apart from the Heavenly Mystery lineage, the rest all support Fang Yi."
Otherwise, the two Grand Masters wouldn't have let Fang Yi get this far.

"Now it all depends on whether Zhou Qian can defeat Fan Deye."
If Yan Youtai can win this match, there's still room for maneuver; otherwise…

Thinking of the spiritual objects that Yan Youtai had recently ordered the cultivators of Tianji Peak to collect and utilize, You Xishan's lips curled into a smile.

"Let me see what kind of disciple you have, Fang Yi."

On the altar.

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi sent two beams of spiritual light down, which transformed into the magical treasures Shennong Token and Tiangong Token.

"Of the three orders from the sect leader, I only need the Crimson Pill Treasure Token today. Senior Brother Yan, please proceed."

"Humph!

The outcome is still undecided, junior brother, why are you so anxious!

Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he silently swept over Changsun Jie. Then, he patted his storage bag, and a ray of spiritual light descended, transforming into a Crimson Pill Decree.

He opened his lips slightly.

"Qian'er, go teach Wuji Peak a lesson and show him his place!"

"Deye, you should go too." Fang Yi smiled as he watched the two beams of light descend.

With just one final step, Xuan Yang Mountain would be within our grasp.

(End of this chapter)