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

Chapter 734 Storms Rise from All Directions in Xuan Yang

"Such defensive capabilities...it's a mid-grade magic weapon?!"

Yan Youtai narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of apprehension on his face. Then, surrounded by azure spiritual light, he grasped the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff in his hand.

"Yan!"

A majestic, azure dragon shadow surrounded the ancient staff, its immense power sweeping down.

"Oh!"

The Azure Lotus Banner moved without wind, its green lotus blossoms swirling amidst the rolling mist, instantly restraining the Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff.

Upon seeing this, Yan Youtai pointed his fingertip, and the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate spun, emitting a dull sound.

"Two mid-grade magic treasures?" Fang Yi raised an eyebrow, confirming his suspicions.

To effortlessly activate two mid-grade magic treasures requires daily nurturing and refinement, thoroughly immersing the treasures in magical power and spiritual energy, and imprinting a divine imprint on their essence—something that cannot be accomplished in just three to five years.

Yan Youtai indeed held back in the battle of Xuan Kong Chi Dan Ling Fu.

"Wow!"

A pale blue aura appeared, and the fine, warm banner swayed. A demon god with three heads and six arms, wearing a crown of creation and a robe of Yi wood, appeared.

Each of the six arms forms a mudra, and a verdant spiritual light gathers, with ancient vines climbing and twisting upwards.

"Oh!"

The rotating Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Disc, with its silvery radiance colliding fiercely with the ancient, verdant vines, seemed to devour each other.

As one rises, another falls; as one increases, another decreases.

Fang Yi raised the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, which combined with the Azure Lotus Treasure Banner.

With the blessing of the two wooden magic treasures, the aura of the Azure Wood Domain surged again, remaining stable and unmoving, with the Dao intent evolving endlessly.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, his demeanor calm and composed.

"Senior Brother Yan, it's best if we don't interfere in a battle between juniors."

"Humph!"

Yan Youtai snorted coldly, glancing at the many masters present.

Yang Cai'er's slender hands held up an ancient jade mirror, its surface surrounded by moonlight, revealing the essence of ice.

Although Wu Hua Zhenren did not make a move, her connection with Yang Cai'er's energy was clearly significant.

As for Sheng Bo'an of the Tianxing Hall lineage, he is merely a fake Dan cultivator and is not worthy of being mentioned.

None of the mountain ranges of Xuanyang Mountain supported him.

Yan Youtai narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the disciples on the altar, and murmured to himself.

Now we can only rely on Qian'er's foundation.

He glanced silently at Changsun Jie beside the altar, and his heart calmed slightly.

Fortunately, Changsun Jie made his decision early, and now even if he wanted to back out, the news had already leaked, making it impossible.

The Nine Heavens Battle Platform, where Core Formation cultivators clashed and fought, did not affect the life-or-death struggles among Qi Refining cultivators.

Ten feet behind Zhou Qian, seven green coins inexplicably emanated Daoist energy, and Fan Deye's figure became completely solid.

A glint of light appeared at his fingertips, and the seven green coins merged into one, transforming into a copper coin magic sword.

"Zheng!"

The bronze sword flashed, its aura chilling and intimidating.

"later!"

Zhou Qian instantly realized that his magical power was being poured into the protective jade artifact.

The three-story jade building is carved with dragons and phoenixes. The doors, railings, domes, and ancient paintings and ornaments are all lifelike, emitting a three-foot-long beam of light that ripples down and transforms into layers of light curtains.

"tear!"

The cyan sword light slashed down, tearing the light barrier apart instantly. The sharp sword light rushed towards him, making Zhou Qian's hair stand on end and his face contort in a ferocious expression.

"Keep your defenses up!"

"Boom!"

The jade tower collapsed one floor after being slashed, its light dimmed. Zhou Qian, who had survived the ordeal, had his robes soaked with sweat.

"How can it be?

My jade tower and your green coin are both top-grade magical artifacts, but my jade tower has two more magical restrictions.

How could he not even withstand a single blow?

"The Black Dragon Banner and the Ancient Star Chart are two top-grade magic artifacts, one of which is a masterpiece among high-grade magic artifacts. In terms of value, they are no less than top-grade magic artifacts."
Junior Brother Zhou Qian truly lives up to his reputation as a disciple from a prestigious clan, a Core Formation disciple.

Fan Deye's voice came from all directions, echoing continuously on the dueling platform.

"But junior brother, you're too greedy."

"Am I too greedy?" Zhou Qian paused slightly, lost in thought, and did not make a move immediately.

Fan Deye spoke again.

"If one of the three magical artifacts is refined to the point of accord with one's divine will, it is enough to be considered first-rate among Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Zhou Qian, you're just like me, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, yet you're so greedy and ambitious."

"found it!"

Zhou Qian's lips curled up, and suddenly he grabbed the Black Dragon Banner with his five fingers, turning it into a long spear, which shot towards the southeast corner of the altar.

A blurry figure was forced out.

"Heh, Junior Brother Zhou, do you think I'm talking to you to give you time to find me?"

"The battle of wits has come to an end."

Fan Deye's figure appeared in the northwest of the altar.

The copper coin magic sword shattered again, and the seven green coins moved nimbly in his hand.

"Imperial Edict!"

Secret Method: Grinding the Destiny Chart with Geng Metal!

The Qingfu coin once again flowed with runes, evolving into a compass, wielding golden spears and iron halberds, surrounded by malevolent energy.

The golden compass, carrying immense power, crashed down.

"boom!"

The Black Dragon Banner shattered a phantom image in the southeast of the Dharma Platform without any hindrance.

"Fake?!" Zhou Qian's expression changed, and a wisp of blood essence appeared at his fingertip, falling towards the Black Dragon Banner.

however.

"Too late!" Fan Deye's robes fluttered as he pointed with his fingertips.

The compass, covered in copper coin patterns, exuded a chilling aura and landed behind Zhou Qian.

"Oh!"

The carved railings and jade-painted pavilion were knocked away, and ancient paintings, screens, dome doors and windows inside collapsed.

Zhou Qian's forehead veins bulged, and ignoring the pain in his meridians, he frantically activated the talisman in his hand.

First-grade superior vine shield talisman
First-tier superior rock wall talisman
First-grade superior ice mirror talisman
One by one, exquisite talismans burned, and spiritual light of blue, brown, and white converged.

Thick ancient vines strung together to form a shield, swirling with brown spiritual light, surrounded by thick rock walls, exuding a chilling aura, and forming numerous ice mirrors.

useless!

"boom!"

The compass moved with unstoppable force, the bronze light flashed and disappeared in an instant, the vine shield shattered and turned into wood chips that scattered in all directions;

The rock wall collapsed, sending sand and stones flying.
The ice mirror was also punched with a hole, turning into cold air that dissipated.

Zhou Qian's face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared intently at Fan Deye.

"It is the Way of Heavenly Secrets. You have advanced to the first-tier superior level in the Way of Heavenly Secrets."

"That's not the case. There's absolutely no way you could have concealed your presence so silently, Fan Deye."

"it's over"

As the purple aura rose and transformed into a bowl lid to protect Zhou Qian, the secret technique failed. Fan Deye chuckled and stepped down from the platform.

"Fan Deye wins!"

On the Nine Heavens Battle Platform, a majestic voice boomed like thunder.

On the viewing platform next to the Dharma Platform, the cultivators of Tianji Peak all changed their expressions, their hearts filled with gloom.

Zhou Qian actually lost!

Completely powerless against Fan Deye of Wuji Peak, he was defeated.

"Hahaha!

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, for defeating Zhou Qian of Tianji Peak. You are now undoubtedly the number one cultivator in the Qi Refining stage."

Huo Zhao looked excited and took a step forward to give Fan Deye a bear hug.

"Cough, cough, cough, senior brother." Fan Deye's face was flushed, and he felt as if he were being haunted by a vengeful ghost, making it hard to breathe.

"Alright, Junior Brother Huo!"
Do you really think everyone is like you, practicing the path of body refinement and cultivation with golden bones and a divine body?

With a wave of his hand, Qin Yu separated the two with a streak of green light, and then his fingertips changed into a spell.

The art of gentle persuasion and nurturing!
A simple method for cultivating inner energy!

The Minor Resurrection Technique!

After three consecutive medical techniques were applied, Fan Deye's complexion regained a rosy hue, and the pain in his meridians was relieved as a clear spring flowed through them.

Zhou Qian was born into the Zhou family of Luoshan. His ancestors included a Core Formation True Person, and he was also nurtured by Yan Youtai. He was not someone to be trifled with.

He also paid a heavy price for this battle, losing his vital energy, his natal magic weapon Qingfuqian was downgraded, and his demon pet Shilongzi was severely injured.
Fortunately, we finally won.

On the altar.

"Master Yan, you flatter me."

With a smile on his lips, Fang Yi reached out and took off the three tokens—Shennong, Tiangong, and Chidan—under Yan Youtai's gloomy gaze.

Shennong Order dispatches the sect's spiritual herbs, Tiangong Order oversees the refining of magical artifacts, and Chidan is responsible for mobilizing elixirs.
With these three decrees in hand, the cultivators in the sect have 80% of the resources they need for cultivation. They can also use these decrees to intervene in the Examination Hall, issuing tasks and exchanging rewards.

In Xuanyang Mountain, he completely grasped the big picture.

At this point, the roles of offense and defense have shifted!

"Junior Brother Fang, you're quite skilled!" Yan Youtai felt a chill in his heart, and his sense of urgency increased greatly.

With the three orders in hand, he could already foresee how many cultivators in his sect would want to switch sides and join Fang Yi.

Even on Tianji Peak, many cultivators were restless about their future cultivation.

"Brother Fang, now that you have absolute power in Xuan Yang Mountain, no one below the Grand Master can control you. Your cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds in the future."

Yang Cai'er looked at the spirited Fang Yi, her cold eyes sparkling with admiration.

Fang Yi smiled, saying, "Thank you for your kind words, Junior Sister Yang."

The position of sect leader of Xuan Yang Mountain is on par with many major sects such as Tian Dao Wu, Bi Shui Ge, and He Huan Zong.

Only cultivators at the sixth level of Core Formation, wielding high-grade magic treasures, can approach it.

Thus, even a master-level True Person's words can make one a top-tier cultivator in the vast Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, among countless cultivators.

"Ok?"

Fang Yi's eyes flickered with the illusory image of a six-pointed plum blossom in the cold, as he activated the [Plum Blossom Divination].

Amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds at Xuan Yang Mountain, a magnificent golden sun hangs high, and a vibrant green lotus is surrounded by a noble and majestic purple aura.

"Is the orthodox tradition favored by fate?"
Back then, Xiao Lie wasn't in this situation because I had completely taken control of the sect leadership, not just acted as a rubber stamp.

His fingers moved in a series of hand seals, and a hint of joy appeared deep in his eyes. With this aura of fortune concealed, the matter of swallowing the White Bone Sect could begin to lure people into a trap.

'really.'

Sensing the sudden aura of solemnity and majesty emanating from Fang Yi, Yan Youtai's face darkened to the point of almost dripping water.

He made hand seals with his fingertips, divining the flow of energy. The originally visible azure lotus fortune was now enveloped in purple spiritual light.

Invisible and inaudible.
The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate was spinning, just as it was about to use force, a terrifying crisis came.

"Damn it!"

Yan Youtai cursed under his breath, stopped his divination, and a jade talisman in his sleeve shattered, its strange fluctuations slowly dissipating the intimidating danger.

How could it be so fast!
Having just received the three orders, he was immediately protected by the sect's fortune.
After this, I, a strategist sheltered within the sect, can no longer be considered to possess even a fraction of the true essence of the martial arts world.

"Old man, have you made up your mind?"

On the top floor of the Star-Picking Pavilion at Tianji Peak, the celestial globe is rotating.

Yu Xishan, dressed in a plain white robe, gazed at the scene on the Nine Heavens Battle Platform in the photographic mirror.

"The capable rise, the losers fall."
Since Fang Yi has won and has an innocent background, having cultivated on Xuan Yang Mountain since childhood, the position of sect leader is rightfully his.

On the futon, the white-haired Tian Que opened his eyes, his cloudy gaze gradually clearing.

Like an ancient behemoth revealing only its scales and claws, its profound aura made You Xishan instinctively on guard.

He exuded the fragrance of books, and his skills and supernatural powers evolved from oracle bone script, seal script, insect patterns, and bird script.

Amidst the radiant light, the scrolls turned, and with the flow of energy, his cultivation at the sixth level of the Core Formation stage was unmistakably revealed.

You Xishan nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Fan Deye through the recording lens, his face showing appreciation.

"A promising talent."

What a promising talent! In just five years, he has mastered the "Gengjin Liming Shu" to such an extent.

If Fan Deye is properly trained, he has the potential to reach the rank of a third-tier Celestial Master.

With a flick of his sleeve, You Xishan put away the scrolls and magical artifacts, and the strange phenomena of insect-patterned and bird-scripted writings dissipated.

"Fang Yi is good at nurturing disciples. Of his five disciples, Qin Yu and Huo Zhao are both at the middle-grade Dao Foundation stage."

I've heard that on Black Abyss Island, there is also a Feng Yuanzheng who is in charge of worldly affairs, and he is also a mid-grade Dao Foundation cultivator.

Li Heng was even a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator, with the potential to reach the Golden Core stage.

If things continue this way, there's a good chance that Fan Deye will condense a high-grade Dao Foundation.
Giving him the sect leader's fortune in this way is not a loss.

"Xishan, prepare yourself well. Judging by the timeline, this calamity will see many heroes rise up."

The hunched old man stood up, surrounded by starlight, holding a withered, yellow wooden cane in his hand.

"It's time for this old man to make this crucial move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Quezi disappeared from the Zhaixing Pavilion without a trace.

"Old man, sigh."

You Xishan sighed softly, his body radiating spiritual light, which then flowed into the celestial globe.

His temples were turning white, his skin was sallow, and age spots were appearing. He sat cross-legged on a futon woven from yarrow stalks.

"From this day forward, I am the one who is missing in the sky."

'Um? '

Watching the streaks of light disappear into the distance, Fang Yi, who was talking with Sheng Bo'an, frowned slightly and looked towards the direction of the Star-Picking Pavilion.

Tian Quezi's aura was ethereal and unpredictable, seemingly unchanged despite its profound and unfathomable depths, but he vaguely sensed something was amiss.

Concealed by his sleeves, his fingertips moved with ever-changing hand gestures, connecting with a trace of the Xuan Tian spiritual root's energy, and the [Plum Blossom Divination] began to rotate.

'illusion?
I tried to connect the sect leader's luck with the sect's overall situation, but gained nothing.

Is it just my imagination?!

'No!

The missing piece in the Heavenly Stem will inevitably make a move.

A sense of urgency rose in Fang Yi's heart. 'The arrangements for Sudu Mountain need to be accelerated.'
"Nurture enough blood and nourishment to allow the Crimson Yin and the Blood Spring Coffin to advance further."

Ten days later.

The Xuanling Longevity Palace is filled with the rich, misty energy of the earth within its medicinal fields.

Liang Qu put down his hoe, wiped the sweat from his temples, and looked at the deepest part of the medicinal herb field with envy in his heart.

"Reporting to the True Person, the pit for this spiritual field has been dug. The most crucial part, if the True Person is willing..."

"The well formed by the Dragon-Suppressing Stake can discard the earth's energy, allowing the spiritual field to reach an even higher level."

"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Brother Liang. As for the matter of Yangling Slope, you should go all out to fight for it."

Fang Yi smiled, his eyes reflecting the gray-robed figure of Changsun Jie departing from the foot of the mountain.

"The third-tier spirit plant garden within the sect has been left unattended; it's time for things to settle down."

A streak of light flashed by, surrounded by crimson blood-red light.

"An urgent message from inside?"

Fang Yi's expression hardened slightly as he reached out and took the jade talisman.

The three tokens at his waist—the Crimson Pill, the Divine Farmer, and the Heavenly Craftsman—each emitted a beam of precious light, which fell into the jade talisman.

The jade talisman's magical restrictions were lifted, and he probed into it with his divine sense.

After counting the interest.

His eyes gleamed.

"The two Core Formation seedlings of Biyue Pavilion have gone into seclusion and have already shown signs of Core Formation, and their Core quality is not low."

A direct descendant of the Chen family of Tiandaowu has also been missing for several years, suspected to be in seclusion to condense his core.

'Shall we begin?'

Fang Yi murmured softly, a smile playing on his lips.

Let's see who will rise to the top and ascend to the highest heavens amidst this great trend.
Who was blown away by the rain and wind, their life and their clan wiped out?

"Master, it's an urgent summons from Grand Master Tianque." A beam of azure light descended, and Li Heng hurried along, his face solemn.

(End of this chapter)