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

Chapter 737 With various parties harboring their own agendas, Changsun falls into the trap.

Above the azure spiritual clouds on Tianji Peak, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, glanced deeply at the waterside pavilion, and turned to leave without hesitation.

The seeds have been planted; when they will bloom and bear fruit, we will trouble Yan Youtai to water and fertilize them.

He held the energy intercepted by the Star-Picking Pavilion in his hand, his heart filled with melancholy.

'The flaw in the sky is not a flaw in the sky; the Red Eyebrows have their own plans.'

The remaining individuals, including Hu Lei, Jiu Han, and Zhang Hengyi, each had their own ideas, making Da Yun's game increasingly complex.

"It's getting more and more interesting."
Hey, let's see who has the better tactics now.

Inside the waterside pavilion.

Yan Youtai lifted the thin veil hanging from the eaves, stepped slowly inside, and pointed to the departing blue light.

"Fellow Daoist Changsun, Fang Yi has already left. You may put away your magic weapon."

"Whoo~"

Changsun Jie exhaled a breath of turbid air and cast a purification spell. A cool breeze swirled past, instantly restoring his sweat-soaked robe to its original dryness.

Fang Yi had accumulated considerable prestige, and before he reached the Core Formation stage, he really didn't want to confront Fang Yi.

Moreover, Changsun Jie knew that in Yan Youtai's eyes, his greatest value was that of the chief steward of the Five Extremes Peak, and that he was valued by Fang Yi.

Even so, its value is still somewhat inferior to that of a Core Formation Spiritual Object.

But Changsun Jie had already made a desperate gamble; the path to Core Formation lay ahead, and he would either succeed or die trying.

"Does Master Yan not know what I am seeking?"

His eyes were filled with hope as he looked expectantly at Yan Youtai.

Yan Youtai sat down in front of the jade table in the waterside pavilion, speaking politely.

"Don't rush. Core-forming spiritual objects are precious. Even with my wealth, I'm in some trouble. Let's wait for another fellow Daoist to arrive, and then the three of us can discuss it in detail."

"Junior Brother Changsun, don't worry. We share a grudge with Fang Yi, and you'll definitely get the Core Formation artifact."

"Thank you, Master Yan!"

"Thank you for your trouble, Master Yan. Changsun Jie will certainly do his utmost to serve you."

Compared to when he was at the Purple Qi Pavilion on Wuji Peak, Yan Youtai's attitude has changed drastically, and his tone has become much more favorable.

Changsun Jie knew what was going on.

It seems that the pressure from Fang Yi's former employer is even greater than expected.

Otherwise, given Yan Youtai's proud and aloof nature, he would never have spoken so kindly.

A strange feeling welled up inside him, and he vaguely regretted his actions, wondering if he had made a mistake.

He immediately erased the regret in his heart.

'Things have come to this point; only Fang Yi's death can end everything.'
Yan Youtai has the backing of Tianji Peak and a strong foundation, so he can fail once, twice, or three times.
As long as Tianquezi remains, Yan Youtai in Xuanyang Mountain will be invincible.

Fang Yi, though he had condensed a true elixir, had not inherited the foundation of the Ancestral Hall, and the Great Master Huang Guangsheng had also passed away early.

Don't blame me for being ruthless; it's Fang Yi's fault for blocking my path of cultivation.

"arrive!"

A quarter of an hour later, a blue light descended, and Xiao Yan, holding a verdant branch, strode into the waterside pavilion.

"Yan Youtai, what do you want to see me about?"

Mr. Xiao was curious about what was going on that made you speak so softly.

With your background, who could possibly force you to this point?

Xiao Yan's eyes gleamed. Although Yan Youtai was very good at hiding his true intentions, he was still mingling in the clan and scheming against his fellow cultivators.

How could one not see that extremely thin, yet all the more tenacious, trace of disdain?
"Two new Golden Core cultivators have joined Biyue Pavilion, and a descendant of the Chen family of Tiandaowu has also achieved Golden Core."

Furthermore, with the marriage between Biyue Pavilion's Jade Pearl and Chen Sheng, the combined strength of the two factions has surpassed that of Xuan Yang Mountain.

Fang Yi suggested striking first to gain the upper hand, switching from defense to offense, and moving the battlefield.

The sect's true masters will attack [Azure Sky Cliff] and [White Ocean Marsh].

Yan Youtai paused slightly, then said quietly, "Even Ancestor Tianque has agreed."

"How can it be!

"How could Master Tianque agree?"

Xiao Yan's face was gloomy, and his mind was racing.

Once Fang Yi takes charge of the attack on Qingkong Cliff, he will hold the position of sect leader.

Before long, once he has the power to reward and punish, he will be able to firmly establish himself as the sect leader.

"Yan Youtai, speak your mind directly, don't beat around the bush."
You summoned me here through telepathy; you had already planned this all along, since we both have the same wood elemental root.

Fang Yi has firmly grasped the power of the sect leader and is at the height of his power in Xuan Yang Mountain. Not only does this bring me no benefit, but it also makes my life difficult.

"Yan Youtai, how much better are you?"

Seeing that Xiao Yan suppressed his complicated thoughts with his breathing, Yan Youtai nodded slightly. After being hit by Fang Yi several times, Xiao Yan's mind was several times more stable than when he formed his core.

Only in this way could the two have room to join forces, wielding the Blood-Red Bodhi Branch, having undergone such a long period of blood sacrifice and tempering.

With the help of magical treasures, Xiao Yan was no weaker than a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

"I have my own plans, but I still need Master Xiao's assistance."

Yan Youtai smiled and pointed to a thin cultivator with a mustache standing to the side, wearing a gray robe.

"Xiao Yan, let me introduce you."

Fellow Daoist Changsun Jie, the chief steward of the Five Extremes Peak, possesses a spirit body of bad luck and has reached the perfected ninth level of Foundation Establishment.
Among the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators in the sect, he ranks among the top three for Core Formation potential.

"Chang Sun Jie?"

A flash of surprise crossed Xiao Yan's eyes, but then a smile appeared on his lips. How could he not know this head steward who was deeply trusted by Fang Yi?

"Master Yan is truly skilled!"
You even managed to recruit someone as capable as the head steward of Wuji Peak.
"If you need anything from me, please just say the word!"

Five Peaks.

Ancient trees stand tall and secluded, and clear springs flow gently down from the mountaintop. Cultivators come and go, cultivating the spiritual fields.

The Xuanling Longevity Palace is filled with restrictions and laws, deep within the dark spiritual fields.

Fang Yi, clad in a robe that transforms mountains and rivers into peaks and wearing a blue lotus crown, sat cross-legged. Behind him, the Void Realm's withering and flourishing banner swayed, manifesting as a six-armed demon god, with a solemn and dignified appearance.

The Xuan Tian Spirit Vine took root in the spirit field, its branches and leaves trembling slightly, continuously drawing upon the golden earth energy.

"Yu'er, Zhao'er, Heng'er, Deye, come to see me immediately!"

He parted his lips slightly, used a sound transmission technique, and then stroked the storage bag with his sleeve.

Several slender jade talismans, resembling crane feathers, were held in the palm of the hand.

With the flow of magical power, the jade talisman runes swirled, and the azure light transformed into feathers and bones, gradually solidifying into elegant Azure Sky Cranes.

"Wow!"

The crane flapped its wings and sped off towards Shennong Pavilion, Tiangong Tower, Kenhe Mountain and other places.

"Du Qingman, Yang Juyu, Liang Qu."

Having assessed his remaining resources, Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly and began to cultivate.

With each breath, the illusory image of the gnarled and twisted Chinese toon tree behind him exuded a powerful aura, while the illusory image of the resilient spiritual vine at its roots possessed an even more mysterious aura.

Ice Soul Peak.

It was a sunny day, but a cold wind howled and heavy snow fell, dotting the crimson plum blossoms in the forest.

Master Jiuhan stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a frosty robe.

He plucked a sprig of winter plum blossom; the biting wind caused a fine frost to settle on his brow. His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if piercing through layers of magical barriers, looking towards Yang Cai'er, whose aura was chilling, within the icy coffin in the cold pool.

"Cai'er and Fang Yi are good friends, I don't need to say more. Friendship without any ulterior motives is the most genuine."

I often visit Wuhua to strengthen our friendship.

With the connections of the Ancestral Hall and the Xuan Yang lineage, I joined forces with Hu Lei.

Given the right opportunity, the three main veins of Xuanyang Mountain could very well be transformed into four main veins.

"Condensing the Nascent Soul!" Even though True Person Jiu Han knew he had no hope of condensing the Nascent Soul, he couldn't help but yearn for it.

"Unlike the Xuan Yang lineage, who endured hardship and spared no expense to produce a Red Eyebrow Master."

It is neither as cunning and calculating as Tianji Peak, nor as steady and reliable as the Ancestral Hall. Not only has Zhang Hengyi condensed his Golden Core, but Fang Yi has also become the sect leader.

However, one day, my Nine Cold lineage will produce a Great True Person.
The torch is passed down, the lineage endures; who knows if my lineage will ever rise again?

Crimson Sun Cliff was surrounded by flames, its energy exploding.

The Five-Flower Immortal, his black hair fluttering, gazed at the wondrous scenery and the passing cultivators on the vast Crimson Sun Cliff.

Looking at the cave dwelling, which was nine-tenths empty, and the few remaining cultivators, the expression in Wuhua Zhenren's eyes was inscrutable.

In order to deceive the Fire Worship Cult, the Xuan Yang lineage paid more than just the Fire Dao Master.

She sighed softly. "It wasn't like this when I was a child at Crimson Sun Cliff. The Xuan Yang lineage has ultimately fallen into obscurity."

"Greetings, Senior Sister Wuhua." As the crimson light descended, Zhu Huaiyuan bowed respectfully.

The Five-Flower Immortal brushed aside her dark hair, composed herself, and the golden hairpin in her hair trembled slightly, adding a touch of charming nobility.

“Huaiyuan, you are also aware of the matter of Biyue Pavilion. The sect leader Fang Yi said that we should switch from defense to offense and attack Qingkong Cliff and Baiyangze.”

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a solemn and dignified air amidst their shimmering light.

"The old man is about to have a major event. He has given out two Core Formation spiritual items to encourage the nine Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect, who are called the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang."

Zhu Huan has been included among the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang, and is being watched to death by the Zoroastrian Church through the lowly maidservants of the Biyue Pavilion. It is not yet time for me to make a move.”

With a flick of her slender hand, a glass token landed in her palm, the two characters "Xuan Yang" engraved in seal script.

"Take my token and go to Wuji Peak with Zhu Huan'er."

Fang Yi knows how to act, and if he wants to take control of the sect, he cannot do without the support of the Xuan Yang lineage.

Zhu Huan'er possesses the Spirit Body of Refined Gold, and has a vast path to follow. He originally intended to make an example of someone who stands out.

But Fang Yi stirred up trouble, and now the situation has changed drastically. It's time for our Xuan Yang lineage to produce a Core Formation True Person in the open."

"Yes!"

Suppressing his shock, Zhu Huaiyuan respectfully accepted the Crimson Sun Glazed Token.

It's one thing for Fang Yi to become the sect leader, but he's even able to influence major events within the sect?
'Huan'er is too arrogant. I must earnestly remind him when we return. Although our Xuan Yang lineage is strong, we must not make enemies indiscriminately.'

At dusk, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, surrounded by a multitude of stars.

The cold moonlight shone down, draping the lush Wuji Peak in a thin veil.

Fang Yi's body was filled with the Daoist energy of Jia Wood and Yi Wood, which rotated and separated, sometimes separating and sometimes combining, making the energy mechanism increasingly mysterious.

"call!"

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Fang Yi's eyes shone brightly as he sensed the increasingly mysterious withering and flourishing golden elixir within his dantian.

"I only have a fragment of the 【Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity】. Once I reach the late stage of Core Formation, there is no way forward."

According to Jiu Shang's words, the green wood spirit on Sudu Mountain cultivates a technique involving the transformation between life and death.

It is very likely related to the "Sutra on Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing," but I am no match for it.
"Only after we have absorbed the power of the sect and swallowed the White Bone Sect can we consider this matter."

Fang Yi knew perfectly well that as an old demon at the level of a Great True Person, who had cultivated for seven or eight hundred years, he possessed profound knowledge and was far beyond what Fang Yi could afford to provoke.

In addition, there are several methods to collect the "Sutra on Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing".

First, he was to explore the ruins of the Azure Emperor Palace, one of the ten ancient sects. More than a hundred years ago, when he was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he intercepted and killed Situ Zhong, a rival spiritual physician from Fengling Immortal City.

I obtained a document titled "[Danqingzi said: The wonderful method of refining treasures from Yi wood]", which, according to the records of the supernatural craftsmanship, is also a legacy of the Qingdi Palace.

I learned from Situ Zhong's soul that it was obtained by chance in the market.

Therefore, it can be inferred that the ruins of the Qingdi Palace are likely located in Dayun.

Secondly, the ruins of the Ghostly Craftsmanship Pavilion, which Fang Yi inherited, also contain records of the [Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing Scripture] after the destruction of the Azure Emperor Palace.

"After assuming the position of sect leader, I have ordered the disciples to collect wood-based cultivation techniques and the art of puppetry."

However, he ultimately failed to secure the position of sect leader, with only disciples from the Five Extremes Peak lineage accepting the mandate.

In addition, there is another method.
A wisp of Yi wood power appeared at Fang Yi's fingertips, colliding with the withering and flourishing energy. The light and dark blue energy transformed into a rotating Tai Chi diagram.

"Cultivation techniques are also created by cultivators. If our predecessors could create the Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity, why can't I?"

People today are not necessarily inferior to those of the past!
The "Sutra on Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing" is related to the ancient spiritual root, the Great Toon Tree.

"By borrowing the power of the Mysterious Heavenly Vine, one can use external resources to improve oneself, seemingly finding a unique solution that could supplement or even elevate the [Scripture of Life, Death, and Prosperity]."

"But this requires an extremely deep accumulation of wood-based martial arts skills."

"If one could obtain the complete 'Scripture of Life, Death, and Prosperity,' it would be of great benefit to the advancement of one's cultivation techniques."

Three paths

Fang Yi's eyes were deep, like an ancient, cold pool or a boundless sea, unfathomable.

"I will take a three-pronged approach, and with my lifespan of eight hundred years, I can proceed at my own pace."
The ruins of the Azure Emperor Palace, the legacy of the Divine Craftsmanship Pavilion, the Azure Wood Spirit Demon's techniques, and the supplementation of techniques with the Mysterious Heavenly Spirit Vine—all can be achieved with the help of the sect's resources.
Once Chi Mei condenses his Nascent Soul, the status of the Xuan Yang Mountain Sect Leader will greatly increase, and all the above matters will become ten times simpler.

"Besides, I'm not without a way out."

Before worrying about victory, one should worry about defeat; Fang Yi naturally made ample preparations.

Within his soul, the Three Lives Stone shone with a brilliant black and white light. In his past life, his white hair flowed down his shoulders, and the phantom of the Corpse God had profound eyes.

His gaze was deep and mysterious, as if it could see through thousands of miles and land on a corpse king.

"【The True Method of Taiyin Corpse Dissolution】 and 【The Worship of the Moon by the Underworld Corpse】 are both possible, but the path to enlightenment is severed."

Abandoning the cycle of flourishing and decay to follow the path of Yin, from life to death, both involve the principles of life and death, and are not difficult matters.

However, Fang Yi would not have chosen this path if it had not been cut off.

The cultivation of a corpse in the underworld is slow, involving yin, evil, and ghostly energies, which interfere with the soul and are detrimental to cultivation.

It is far inferior to the "Sutra on Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing," which explores life and death and arrives at a state of grandeur and righteousness.

Moreover, with the Mysterious Heavenly Vine in hand, the [Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing] is expected to be elevated once again.

In his previous life, he had read only a few words in several ancient books that the path to becoming a deity required the balance of Yin and Yang, or the complete presence of the Five Elements.

With both Jia wood and Yi wood possessing both yin and yang, they are far more luminous than the Taiyin method of practicing the path of the underworld.

Furthermore, those who wish to cultivate the path of the Netherworld Corpse must also engage in a life-or-death struggle with their past lives.

The next day.

Xuanling Changsheng Mansion.

Fang Yi smiled and looked at Changsun Jie before speaking.

"Junior Brother Zhu Huaiyuan from Chiyang Lingya has arrived. Changsun Jie, go and greet him."

"Yes!"

Changsun Jie bowed and then spoke.

"Master, I intend to break through to a higher realm, and I hope you will assist me."

He gave a wry smile. "I misunderstood your good intentions, sir. Having a chance at a pseudo-core is better than being trapped and dying at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Yes, it's best if you can relax. There's been a major change in the sect; they intend to attack [Azure Sky Cliff] and [White Ocean Marsh]."

A glint of light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes, and he said calmly.

"Although there is no hope of forming the elixir, forging a fake elixir can still extend one's lifespan by two 60 years."

Afterwards, by conquering [Baiyangze], you can accumulate considerable resources for future generations.”

"Thank you for your guidance, sir!" Changsun Jie bowed deeply, retreated outside the cave, then turned and headed towards the Welcoming Pavilion on Five Extremes Peak.

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"good."

Watching Changsun Jie walk away, Fang Yi smiled contentedly and nodded in satisfaction.

"Yan Youtai has invested a considerable amount of money; this seed has a good chance of being harvested."

(End of this chapter)