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

Chapter 735 A True Consultation Leads to Fang Yi Taking Power

"I understand," Fang Yi said, waving his hand to help Li Heng up.

"I'm going to Tianji Peak now. Heng'er, you tell Yu'er, Zhao'er, and Deye to make full preparations."

"The great war is about to begin"

"A major battle?"

Li Heng looked puzzled. Although the foundation of Xuan Yang Mountain had weakened, it was no longer like the two Great True Persons of the sect in the past, who could suppress the cultivators of the Great Cloud Eight Directions.

With a Grand Master and a Sect Master-level Master in charge, which force in Dayun would want to invite trouble?

Fang Yi's expression hardened slightly as he spoke.

"Two Core Formation cultivators from the Azure Water Pavilion are in seclusion. Their breakthrough phenomena are enormous, and there is a 70-80% chance that their pills will reach the high-grade level."

A direct descendant of the Chen family of Tiandaowu was also in this situation.

"Three Golden Core cultivators!"
How could that be? Even within the sect, only True Person Hengyi has condensed his Golden Core.

How could a lowly maid from the Jade Water Pavilion have such an opportunity?!

Liang Qu's pupils constricted slightly, his face was gloomy, and his limbs were ice cold.

Just one possibility transformed into an overwhelming pressure.

He had reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment and sought only to cultivate peacefully, suppress Si Jingming, and occupy the third-tier spirit plant garden on the Spirit Nourishing Slope.

After gaining the support of the sect, he finally condensed his true elixir.

Now, the Biyue Pavilion and Tiandaowu factions, which harbor ill will towards Xuanyang Mountain, have suddenly produced three Golden Core cultivators.

No matter how much the cultivators in the sect fight, there are sect rules to limit them. True immortals will suppress them, so the fight will not break the alliance and their lives will not be harmed.

The Biyue Pavilion is completely different.

The feud between Biyue and Xuanyang was known to everyone in the sect, and the fact that Chen Sheng, the leader of Tiandaowu, wanted to become Yuzhu's Daoist partner was also a topic of discussion within the sect.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master Fang."

Liang Qu bowed respectfully, feeling fortunate that the Five Extremes Peak lineage, which he had already pledged allegiance to, was able to learn of the impending great battle in advance.

At such a critical juncture, it is foreseeable that the prices of elixirs for restoring blood and mana, escape runes, and various magical artifacts for defense will skyrocket.

The sooner you know, the better you can prepare, and the more opportunities you will have in the future.

Fang Yi nodded slightly. Liang Qu was a quasi-third-tier spiritual plant cultivator with Foundation Establishment cultivation, and had the potential to condense a core, making him of great value for cultivation.

If he were to perish in the subsequent great battle, it would be a tremendous loss to his forces.

"Nephew Liang Qu and Heng'er, you two should make more preparations."

Talismans, elixirs, and magical artifacts are bound to see a surge in demand. I'll seize the opportunity and get ahead of the curve.

"I obey my master's command." Li Heng's eyes gleamed, his mind racing.

Golden Elixir!
I can do it too.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master!" Liang Qu thought of his old rival, for a great calamity was imminent, and he knew he had to deal with him ruthlessly.

Without the support of a mentor, the difference between life and death could be significant.

As the azure light disappeared into the horizon, Li Heng and Liang Qu straightened up, exchanged a glance, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

The top forces of Xuan Yang engaged in a bloody battle, involving far more than just the two factions of cultivators; even Core Formation cultivators faced the risk of death.

Liang Qu felt bitter and murmured softly.

"Hopefully, this is just a probing exchange, a struggle for the sacred land."
Otherwise, it would be too dangerous even for Foundation Establishment cultivators.”

Li Heng felt heavy-hearted and didn't say much. He recalled that Fang Yi had repeatedly hinted at this in Sudu Mountain.

He felt admiration and longing. 'Did Master foresee this all along?'
If we follow Master's hints, there is absolutely no way the battle between these three factions will end when it is only a brief skirmish.

A great war is about to begin, a perilous calamity, but the sect will also open its treasure trove—a great opportunity for the Five Extremes Peak lineage.

Tianji Peak is shrouded in mist and clouds, with cranes spreading their wings and a thousand-foot waterfall cascading down.

The once leisurely and carefree spiritual land is no longer what it used to be. The atmosphere is somber, and the cultivators who arrive late are all silent and their aura is heavy.

"arrive."

A streak of azure light descended, and Fang Yi, wearing a lotus crown and a robe that symbolizes the transformation of mountains and rivers, with three precious tokens—Heavenly Craft, Divine Farmer, and Crimson Pill—hanging from his waist, exuded a powerful and enduring aura, like an ancient, ancient tree, ever-renewing.

"Greetings, Master."

Two young cultivators stood before the Star-Picking Tower, clad in silver Bagua robes and wearing Qiankun crowns, with the words "Heavenly Secrets" embroidered in gold thread on their chests.

"Nephew Haoxuan and Nephew Hetong, it is you two who are welcoming guests today."

Fang Yi's gaze swept over the two men, Qiu Haoxuan and Lu Hetong, who were rare second-tier diviners among the Foundation Establishment cultivators of Tianji Peak.

Three years ago, Qin Yu and Huo Zhao spent a lot of effort to defeat the two.

He gazed at the ancient building before him.

The nine-tiered gilded roof seems to breathe in starlight, with dragon-shaped ornaments perched on the eaves of each tier, and the brackets beneath the eaves depicting the sun, moon, and stars.

Fang Yi felt something was amiss with the energy flowing through the Star-Picking Tower.

The Great Immortal's cultivation underwent another transformation, and his Dharma Domain faintly resembled a Nascent Soul Dao Field.

The aura of this Star-Picking Tower, though mysteriously flowing and shimmering with starlight, seems to be imbued with the essence of Tian Quezi.

However, Fang Yi had also reached the position of Great True Person. The black and white mysterious light of the Three Lives Stone flowed in his soul, and his spiritual cultivation progressed naturally with each breath, entering the late stage of Core Formation.

He activated the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing," causing the golden elixir to rotate, and a wisp of energy naturally fell into his sleeve.

'This is.'

Fang Yi's mind raced, and he faintly sensed wisps of barely perceptible impurities.

"Why is the sect leader here? Why doesn't he go into the Star-Picking Tower?"

The flow of qi was frozen, water vapor condensed into frost and snow, and the Nine Cold Immortal, draped in plum blossoms and proudly standing in the snow, fell from the sky.

Fang Yi's demeanor was gentle, but a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Jiuhan, it's been a long time. I was simply pondering the profound mysteries of the Star-Picking Tower."

"Junior brother has good comprehension."

According to ancient records within the sect, the Star-Picking Pavilion on Tianji Peak, the Ancestral Hall on Chunyang Peak, and the Divine Flame Platform of the Xuanyang main lineage all contain opportunities left by past patriarchs to benefit future generations.

Master Jiuhan spoke politely and gently, without the slightest hint of coldness.

He was also surprised. Everyone knew that Fang Yi and Yan Youtai were competing against each other, and that their talents, starting points, and backers were vastly different.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi won, overwhelming Yan Youtai with almost no chance to fight back.

Such talent, passed down through generations in Xuan Yang Mountain for over a thousand years, can only be matched by one Great Master Huang Guangsheng.

'Cai'er, this younger generation, has truly enviable opportunities.'

Thinking of this, Master Jiuhan channeled his magical power, suppressing the chill around him, and his face became as gentle as a spring breeze, displaying a color he would never show in front of his younger disciples.

He knew that Fang Yi was no longer the same as before, now holding the power of the sect leader, and his status in Xuan Yang Mountain was three points higher than his.

"What are you two discussing, standing here in front of the Star-Picking Pavilion?"

A swirling blue mist enveloped Zhang Heng, his sleeves fluttering, a smile playing on his lips, clearly in high spirits.

"Greetings, Master Hengyi." Master Jiuhan's expression was solemn, and his demeanor respectful.

"Hmm." Zhang Hengyi nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Master Jiuhan didn't take it to heart. He silently took a few steps back and landed behind Zhang Hengyi to show his respect.

Having also reached the mid-stage of Core Formation, he was even more aware of the difference between ordinary cultivators and True Persons at the sect leader level.

It is by no means something that can be compensated for by possessing a high-grade magic weapon.

"Greetings, Uncle Hengyi," Fang Yi said with a cupped-hand salute, appearing as a gentle and refined gentleman.

"Greetings, Master Fang."

Zhang Heng bowed in return, his smile deepening.

Fang Yi, surprisingly, managed to suppress Yan Youtai amidst immense difficulties and seize the reins of the sect, which was highly beneficial to both the Ancestral Hall lineage and himself. "How long are you going to keep this old man waiting? Quickly enter the pavilion to discuss important matters."

A hoarse, dry voice rang out, and the Star-Picking Tower suddenly opened, releasing a misty spiritual aura.

"Senior Brother Tianque, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Heng chuckled softly, took a step, and entered the Star-Picking Pavilion.

Fang Yi concealed the glint in his eyes and followed closely behind.

After the two entered the Star-Picking Pavilion, True Person Jiu Han followed a step behind and stepped inside.

"To transform a mustard seed into Mount Sumeru?"

Upon entering the Star-Picking Pavilion, Master Jiuhan's pupils constricted slightly as he sensed the pavilion expanding tenfold. Starlight twinkled above the dome, and the celestial sphere shone brightly.

He felt a bitter taste in his mouth, speechless.

Ultimately, Xuan Yang Mountain is dominated by the three main branches: Tianji Peak, Ancestral Hall, and Xuan Yang. He had no idea how much heritage and depth it had accumulated over thousands of years.

He had visited the Star-Picking Pavilion several times, but only now did he realize that it contained such a third-order universe restriction.

"All the masters of the sect have arrived. Fellow disciples, please take your seats."

Tian Quezi, with his aged face and white hair, sat cross-legged.

With a mere grasp of his withered five fingers, five-colored spiritual light flowed and transformed into auspicious clouds.

A flash of crimson light, surrounded by scorching heat, the Five-Flower Immortal's black hair was as black as silk, and golden hairpins swayed at his temples. A Dharma platform resembling a burning cloud was formed.
Then Zhang Heng took a step forward, and mist rose from beneath his feet, solidifying into a jade platform covered with lush vegetation.

Seeing this, Fang Yi did not hesitate. The life force beneath his feet gathered and transformed into a lush, verdant lotus platform. He then lifted his robe and sat down.

After the four were seated, the other cultivators of slightly lower status began to make their moves.

Yan Youtai glanced at Fang Yi with a deep look in his eyes, his face showing resentment, and then pointed with his fingertip.

The eight trigrams—Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li—flow and evolve, transforming into a celestial altar.

Amidst the biting wind and falling snow, Master Jiuhan forged an Ice Soul Dharma Platform.

Yang Cai'er and Xiao Changce also made their moves, each manifesting a Dharma platform and taking their seats.

The Zhaixing Pavilion features numerous altars arranged in a ring, surrounding a high-hanging armillary sphere.

Surrounded by starlight in the due east, a silver altar hung high, where Tian Quezi sat cross-legged, overshadowing all the other cultivators.

The Great Master is the true master of Xuan Yang Mountain, and even the entire cultivation world of Dayun.

Then, to the due south, surrounded by vitality, Zhang Hengyi toyed with the warm jade ruler in his hand. To the due north, the languid and charming Five-Flower Immortal exuded fiery energy and blazing aura.

Both possessed top-grade magic weapons and had profound cultivation.

And, in the due west direction, Fang Yi, seated cross-legged on a lotus platform as the sect leader.

Following them were cultivators of even lower status, such as Yan Youtai, Jiu Han, Yang Cai'er, and Xiao Changce.

These True Immortals who have reached the Core Formation stage each rely on three True Immortals who are their close associates.

Fang Yi's gaze swept over them.

Yan Youtai landed behind Tian Que. Xiao Yan had not come here, and he knew this in his heart.

'This kind of core Dharma assembly will truly be the consumable material for refining the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch.'

Next, behind Zhang Hengyi, Xiao Changce sat on the Crimson Flame Dharma Platform and nodded to Fang Yi.

The two True Persons of the Nine Cold True Person lineage are similar to the Five Flower True Person, and should be close to the main lineage of Xuan Yang.

'Cultivation still needs further improvement'

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, knowing that he held the power of the sect leader and was on par with Zhang Hengyi and Wu Hua.

But status is status, cultivation is cultivation, and foundation is foundation; the three cannot be generalized.

Tian Quezi opened his cloudy eyes, his gaze gradually clearing, and a smile appeared on his age-spotted face.

"All the True Immortals of the Xuan Yang lineage have come here. Junior Brother Hu Lei is stationed in Dadu Ancient City on Sudu Mountain. The authority he holds over the True Immortals is under my responsibility."

With a flick of his finger, the celestial globe spun, drawing in five-colored spiritual light to outline continuous mountain ranges and surging ancient rivers, and to represent the various forces of the Great Cloud.

The energy of Xuan Yang Mountain is like the sun, located north of the Dayun Immortal Cultivation Realm and adjacent to Su Du Mountain.

West of Dayun, the water features a continuous stretch of lakes, evolving into marshes and islands, with Biyue Pavilion as the most prestigious.

In the south lies a long mineral vein, which serves as the main base of the Chen family in Tiandaowu.

"As fellow disciples already know, the two lowly maids of Biyue Pavilion and the direct descendant of the Chen family of Tiandaowu are in seclusion."

Tian Quezi has a deep voice.

"What I must tell you is that those three cultivators have all survived the Core Tribulation and condensed their Golden Cores. They are now consolidating their cultivation at the mountain gate."
Including the previous inheritance of the third-tier [Qingnang Medical Classic] from Xuanzhizi of Biyue Pavilion, a top-grade true pill was condensed.

Chen Goupeng of Tiandaowu was also skilled in refining high-grade true pills.

Tian Quezi paused slightly as he spoke, his gaze becoming solemn.

"The Biyue Pavilion and Tiandaowu sects have produced a total of five Core Formation True Persons, including three Golden Core True Persons."

With two factions occupying the sacred land, and the spiritual resources limited, if the True Immortals of the two factions do not want to fight amongst themselves, they only have one option.

A beam of spiritual light shot out from his withered five fingers onto the Great Cloud Topographic Map.

"Wow!"

Two graceful figures appeared, and the vast waters rippled, with towering waves rising from the west of Dayun, sweeping towards Xuanyang Mountain.

"Zheng!"

South of Xuan Yang, the clanging of blades, symbolizing the gilded spiritual light of Tian Dao Wu, also slashed down towards Xuan Yang.

"Swallow the spiritual fields, mineral resources, and various spiritual lands and caves under my Xuan Yang command."

"To cede our cultivation resources is to completely devour Xuan Yang Mountain, skin and bones, in order to satisfy the appetites of Bi Shui and Tian Dao."

"My Xuan Yang Mountain has reached a critical juncture, facing life or death."

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A heavy pressure descended, and the many immortals on the altar remained silent.

The Biyue Pavilion is overseen by the great master Yu Yuanzi, who wields the Zhenhai Fantian Banner.

Afterwards, Yu Zhu, who was stationed at Sudu Mountain, and the sect leader Ruan Xiang were both in the mid-stage of Core Formation, while Xuan Zhi and Yu Hongzi were in the early stage of Core Formation.
The same applies to Tiandaowu. It is led by Chen Sheng, who is a True Person, and includes the True Persons Chen Luan and Chen Houfeng, who have been True Persons for many years, as well as the newly promoted Core Formation cultivators.
The two factions have united, and there are now more than ten Core Formation Realm cultivators.
If Xuan Yangshan can go all out, then we have nothing to fear.

However, Wu Hua and Chi Meizi of the Xuan Yang main branch were unable to take action.
If any clues are left unsaid, and the Great Li Fire Worshiping Sect retaliates, then it will be a catastrophe.
"Five years!"

Tian Quezi's gaze swept over everyone before he spoke.

"Within five years, the newly promoted True Persons of Biyue Pavilion and Tiandao Dock will need to stabilize their cultivation and refine their magic weapons."

But five years later...
"Three Golden Core cultivators, if equipped with suitable magic weapons, would be enough to contend with a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator."

He spoke in a low, somber voice.

"Senior Brother Crimson Eyebrows is about to reach the Nascent Soul stage; we must stop both factions at all costs."

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The people present had solemn expressions and were deep in thought.

This price, paid at all costs, naturally includes Core Formation Realm cultivators.

"Senior Brother Tianque, since we're willing to go to any lengths, why not switch from defense to offense?"

The somber atmosphere was broken by a gentle voice, drawing everyone's attention. Fang Yi smiled, remaining unmoved and steadfast.

'As long as I can seize power and mobilize the sect's true masters, absorbing the White Bone Sect will allow me to begin the first step.'

He felt a sense of peace in his heart. When it came to annihilating clans and sects, none of the cultivators in the Great Cloud Realm could rival him.

(End of this chapter)