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

Chapter 738 Huaiyuan Makes an Offer, Changsun Ningdan
At the foot of Wuji Peak.

A gentle autumn breeze stirs the branches of the welcoming pine tree, and pine cones occasionally fall. Several fluffy squirrels swarm around them, happily cracking open the pine cones.

Above the pavilion carved from white jade, on both sides of the gate are a couplet in seal script made of purple bamboo.

A thousand-foot-high mist swept away, leaving only a hollow bed.

A cup of warm spring wine awakens the traveler from the dust of the world.

Zhu Huaiyuan, dressed in a long turquoise robe, rubbed the lines of the character "客" (guest) with his palm and murmured softly.

"I don't know whether my Zhu family will be treated as unwelcome guests or as kind guests today."
After the sect leader achieved the Golden Core stage, he soared upwards like a roc emerging from the sea.

This has forced my Zhu family to make changes, and I don't know whether the final outcome will be good or bad.

He suppressed his chaotic thoughts, his expression solemn, and spoke to the young man behind him, who was dressed in a red and gold outfit, with a tall and sharp figure.

"Zhu Huan, [Qingkong Cliff] is where Biyue Pavilion sells spiritual items and earns spirit stones. The rare spiritual water there is very beneficial to even Core Formation cultivators."

If you obtain one of the three secret spiritual waters—[True Dispersion], [Spiritual Energy], or [Empty Cleansing]—your pill's quality may improve further when you condense it.

Zhu Huaiyuan gripped the glass decree in his sleeve, feeling fortunate.

Several years ago, when Li Heng was dominating the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect, Fang Yi was favored because of the matter of refining the spiritual fields of the Five Extreme Peaks. He decided to do Fang Yi a favor and did not let Zhu Huan take action to compete.

If Zhu Huan were to intervene to stop Li Heng and vie for the support of the sect's top Foundation Establishment cultivator, he could gain the allegiance of some cultivators and increase his wealth.

The Zhu family, which controls the Xuan Yang lineage, has a strong foundation and does not lack for cultivators to join them.

He gave careful instructions and repeated them over and over.

"Fang Yi will give me face, but he is by no means an ordinary person."

You must suppress your anger, accumulate sufficient merit, and then consider everything after you have condensed the elixir.

My Xuan Yang lineage has been in decline for too long. Among the younger generation of cultivators, you have the best aptitude and are the closest to the Core Formation stage.
"The name of the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang is both your opportunity and an opportunity for your lineage."

"Uncle Huaiyuan, I am aware of it."

Zhu Huan's brows furrowed slightly, his thin lips pursed, and his eyes revealed a resolute look. The gilded longsword he carried on his back, even without being drawn, exuded a chilling aura that seemed to freeze everything in its path.

Clearly, this young man from the Zhu family, who was valued by Wu Hua Zhenren and Zhu Huaiyuan, had already combined his Spiritual Body of Refining Gold with his sword cultivation techniques.

"Master Zhu, I apologize for keeping you waiting."

Before he arrived, his voice preceded his arrival. On the winding stone steps of the mountain, Changsun Jie walked down slowly with a smile on his face.

"Steward Changsun, you're too kind."

Zhu Huaiyuan bowed respectfully. He was the head steward of Wuji Peak and was highly trusted by Fang Yi, who had long admired his reputation.

"I wonder if Sect Leader Fang has the time?"

Changsun Jie's gaze swept over Zhu Huan, who stood ramrod straight beside him, his sharp sword intent concealed.

Ninth level of foundation building?

Moreover, he cultivates the way of the sword, and his killing intent is top-notch among those of the same level.

A fleeting look of apprehension crossed his eyes.

He had heard of this person before. Li Heng, with his Foundation Establishment cultivation, fought against Deng Li, a fake Core Formation cultivator from Jinxiu Tower, without being defeated, after which all the cultivators in the sect retreated.

Zhu Huan, having been carefully nurtured by the Xuan Yang lineage, is one of the few who can rival Li Heng.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Changsun."

Zhu Huan parted his lips slightly, his voice like the clash of metal and stone, deep and magnetic, his demeanor exuding an air of aloof nobility.

Changsun Jie cupped his hands slightly, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes. If he had such a background, why would he risk his life?

"Greetings, Junior Brother Zhu Huan!"

The more time he spent with Fang Yi, the more he realized how terrifying Fang Yi was.

If it weren't for the pursuit of the Golden Core Dao, he would never have wanted to compete with Fang Yi.

"Fellow Daoist Changsun, I met your cousin Changsun Bao at Chiyang Cliff some time ago."

Zhu Huaiyuan smiled and casually made up an excuse to start a conversation with Changsun Jie.

Without a sound, a bulging red brocade pouch fell into Changsun Jie's left sleeve.

Changsun Jie subconsciously weighed the item in his left hand, sensing its sincerity, and his smile became even more earnest.

Without the support of a Core Formation cultivator, the Xuan Yang lineage has long since declined, with very few cultivators remaining in its ancestral land, Chi Yang Cliff.

But since Zhu Huaiyuan was so sensible, he was not stingy in giving him some face.

"Haha, Brother Huaiyuan, you're too kind."

In recent days, quite a few cultivators have come to visit Five Extremes Peak.

Changsun Jie felt the texture of the brocade pouch, a smile in his eyes.

In my opinion, none of them can compare to Junior Brother Zhu Huan's youthful achievements.
"Rest assured, brother, with our deep friendship, Junior Brother Zhu Huan will surely find a good place to stay."

"Thank you for your trouble, Steward Changsun. Once this is accomplished, the Zhu family will reward you handsomely."

Zhu Huaiyuan bowed slightly, as if his back was bent by the heavy burden of the Xuan Yang lineage, and his face showed humility.

'uncle.'

Zhu Huan was resolute, his eyes deep, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists, his rounded nails digging into his flesh without him even realizing it.

Changsun Jie smiled, his heart fluttering. Although the Xuan Yang lineage had declined, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

For him, his foundation is still intact, and sharing some of the benefits is enough to make him feel completely satisfied.

"Brother Huaiyuan, Junior Brother Zhu Huan, the master has been waiting for a long time. Let us not waste any more time, let us go and pay our respects now."

"Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist Changsun."

Zhu Huaiyuan's eyes gleamed, knowing that it was easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings.

The troublesome little devil was finally dealt with.

Xuanling Changsheng Mansion.

In the lush bamboo forest, a gentle breeze rustles the bamboo leaves.

The photographic lens, formed by the power of withering and flourishing, connects the five peaks of the Great Array, reflecting the scenery of the welcoming pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

"If Changsun Jie can gain some more benefits from the Zhu family, he should be at ease knowing that I still value him."

With a flick of his finger, Fang Yi caused the photographic record mirror to turn into bubbles and scatter.

"This Zhu Huaiyuan is indeed worthy of having been in charge of the Xuan Yang main lineage for many years, without revealing the slightest flaw."

As a disciple of the Great Master, who among the masters of the sect would not give him face?

Despite his noble status, he was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator who fawned over and bribed others to curry favor.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and unfathomable, without the slightest disdain. Those who could bend and stretch were all troublesome figures.

"One of the three spiritual waters: 【True Dispersion】, 【Spiritual Inspiration】, and 【Empty Cleansing】?"

Zhu Huan wants it, and Heng'er wants it too.

A few moments.

The cobblestone path, gleaming with a warm, jade-like light, led Changsun Jie and two other cultivators into the backyard of the Xuanling Longevity Palace.

"Master, Master Huaiyuan and his junior Zhu Huan pay their respects."

Changsun Jie showed respect, cupped his hands and bowed, without the slightest hint of the mercenary attitude one might have shown at the foot of the mountain.

As the chief steward of the Five Extremes Peak, he knew perfectly well the origin of his own status and why Zhu Huaiyuan, a fake Dan cultivator, would fawn over him.

But the more this happened, the more unwilling he became.

He broke through to the Core Formation realm without relying on the power of others; he himself was his support.

Zhu Huaiyuan bowed respectfully, his demeanor measured and courteous.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Fang!"

"Disciple Zhu Huan greets the Sect Master."

Zhu Huan bowed and clasped his hands, his back bent, while he secretly observed Fang Yi, a prominent figure in the sect, with a curious look in his eyes.

Both were born into the three major lineages, but compared to Zhang Hengyi, who had condensed his Golden Core.

Fang Yi, born into an ordinary world with no one to rely on, yet steadily and cautiously built his empire step by step, eventually condensing his true core and establishing the vast empire of Five Extremes Peak with nothing but his bare hands, earned his even greater admiration.

"Junior Brother Huaiyuan, you're too kind."

Some time ago, when we were cultivating the medicinal herb fields, I chatted with Liang Qu about my junior apprentice.

"If it weren't for my junior brother's help, my spirit field wouldn't have been able to advance to the third-grade upper level."

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then with a wave of his sleeve, a token carved from green wood, with the characters "Qingyang" engraved on the front and a green lotus on the back, fell into Changsun Jie's arms.

"Changsun Jie, you have contributed a lot to the Five Extremes Peak over the years."

Now that you have completed your Foundation Establishment cultivation and wish to form your Core, you can use my decree to control all the spiritual veins and caves within the Xuanling Longevity Palace.

"Thank you, sir!"

Changsun Jie gripped the token tightly with his five fingers, his body trembling slightly with excitement, his eyes filled with tears.

"Jie, I will not disappoint you, Master!" "Go, do not delay your cultivation. The trip to Azure Sky Cliff is a tremendous opportunity."

Fang Yi waved his hand, his demeanor gentle and refined, like a graceful gentleman.

"Yes!" Changsun Jie bowed again.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Fang! Changsun Jie has broken through his cultivation realm in seclusion. Five Extremes Peak will have another Pseudo-Core Formation True Person."

Zhu Huaiyuan was astonished; the expansion of the Five Extremes Peak's power was even faster than he had anticipated.

Even if the Cao family of Black Abyss Island used fake pills, the Purple Lightning Immortal would pass away peacefully.

Fang Yi already had three fake alchemy masters under his command: Du Qingman, Yang Juyu, and Du Jiabao.

Du Qingman is skilled in the art of talismans, Yang Juyu is a near-third-tier weapon refiner, and Du Jiabao is skilled in combat.

I thought Fang Yi's expansion was nearing its limit, but unexpectedly...
With the addition of Changsun Jie and four pseudo-Dan Zhenren, the various branches of Xuanyang Mountain were already quite powerful.

Even true masters like Hu Lei and Jiu Han, who have cultivated for hundreds of years and formed their core a hundred or two hundred years earlier than Fang Yi, are no more than this; their backgrounds are quite similar.

'Fake pills?'

Changsun Jie paused slightly as he crossed the arched bridge and left the backyard.

He immediately maintained his excited expression and continued walking deeper into the Xuanling Longevity Palace, towards the Spirit Eye.

Fake pills?

What he sought was likely to condense the elixir of immortality and enjoy a lifespan of five hundred years.

Instead of a fake core-guarding ghost whose path is cut off and can no longer make any progress!
'Ka'

A jade talisman shattered in his arms, and the invisible energy split in two, heading towards Tianji Peak and Burning Dome.

Changsun Jie was full of confidence, because this Heart-to-Heart Talisman was a work left behind by a third-level talisman master from Tianji Peak three hundred years ago.

Even a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator wouldn't be able to detect it, let alone Fang Yi, who had only broken through to the Core Formation realm less than a hundred years ago and was merely a second-stage Core Formation cultivator.

'Tianji Peak has accumulated a wealth of knowledge over a thousand years; a top-quality third-tier talisman can be retrieved at will.'

Fang Yi's soul was surrounded by black and white mysterious light, and the phantom image of a six-pointed plum blossom in his eyes flashed by.

'Unfortunately, this Changsun Jie is impossible to tame; a living person is far more useful than a dead one.'
Having cultivated my character and temperament for many years, I no longer act with a desire for quick success or instant benefits.

A quarter of an hour later.

Beside the woven rattan tea table, Fang Yi gazed at the glass talisman. In the jade pot on the stove, spiritual water boiled and steamed.

"Gulu.Gulu"

After adding another cup of spiritual spring water to the teacup, Fang Yi put away the decree.

“I am aware of this matter. Please allow my junior disciple Zhu Huan to stay at Wuji Peak.”

When it was time to depart for Qingkong Cliff, Zhu Huan, the junior disciple, set off together.

"In that case, I thank you, Headmaster Fang." Zhu Huaiyuan smiled, relieved that his goal had been achieved.

Even knowing that his family was not a bankrupt household on the surface, Fang Yi was no ordinary person.

He'd accept the favor if he could give them some face.

"Heng'er, come to see me immediately."

With a flick of his finger, Fang Yi sent a beam of light that transformed into a crane and flew out, landing on the mountainside of Wuji Peak.

A few moments.

Li Heng, dressed in a blue robe and wearing a crown adorned with the vast ocean, stepped out of the backyard, surrounded by water vapor.

He glanced at Zhu Huan with apprehension, his back straightened, like a javelin soaring into the sky, his aura sharp and piercing, and bowed deeply.

"Disciple Li Heng greets Master!"

"Heng'er, you will travel to Qingkong Cliff together with Zhu Huan of the Xuan Yang lineage in the future."

"Take him to a good cave dwelling in the Five Extremes Peaks," Fang Yi said.

"Yes, disciple obeys." Li Heng was slightly pleased. After reaching the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, the next step was to hone his magical power and refine his foundation.

Now that Zhu Huan has come here, the two of them will exchange skills, and his progress will be even faster.

As Fang Yi's disciple, he already knew about the war between Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion, and felt a sense of urgency.

Currently, it's only Core Formation Realm cultivators making moves, with Grand Realm cultivators restraining each other. With their master's protection, the risk is not significant.

But if a real fight breaks out, even a Core Formation cultivator is in danger of perishing, let alone protecting future generations.
'Core Formation!'
Only by forming a Golden Core can one protect oneself in the subsequent great battle and assist one's master!

After the two had gone far away, in the backyard, the bamboo shadows swayed, and only the sound of the jade pot boiling remained.

Seeing Fang Yi smile without saying a word, and continue to boil water and brew tea, Zhu Huaiyuan sighed inwardly.

Fang Yi's self-control is exceptional; he's likely going to suffer a major hemorrhage.

"Zhu Huan is determined to get the top three spots among the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang. Sect Leader Fang, name your price."

Zhu Huaiyuan felt helpless; the four fake Dan cultivators and the Five Extremes Peak were strong and well-equipped.

Of the so-called Nine Sons of Xuan Yang, the latter six are fine, but the first three are involved in the formation of the Golden Core and have no powerful backers.

Even the most outstanding Foundation Establishment cultivator is still delusional.

"Out of respect for Senior Sister Wuhua and Senior Brother Chimei, here is a Core Formation Spiritual Item."

Fang Yi held up one finger. "One of the three attributes: wood, water, or metal, and the grade cannot be lower than second-rate."

Furthermore, Zhu Huan is under my command, and the Xuan Yang lineage must not interfere.

Zhu Huaiyuan's lips twitched slightly. A Core Formation spiritual item was not something the Xuan Yang lineage couldn't afford.

But this offer is far too expensive.

Moreover, if it's a second-rate or higher item, selecting a spiritual object will only add more trouble.

The top three rewards for the Xuan Yang Nine Sons are all third-rate Core Formation spiritual items.

Paying such a price for the name of the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang is truly painful.

He considered it briefly before speaking.

"I cannot make this decision myself; I must return to Chiyang Cliff and report to Senior Sister Wuhua."

Fang Yi smiled and nodded slightly. "It's fine. You can set off to attack [Azure Sky Cliff] anytime within two years."

"In that case, I, Zhu, will not disturb you any longer, senior brother."

Zhu Huaiyuan drank the spiritual tea in his cup in one gulp, then got up and left.

"If you are interested, fellow Daoist, the position of the leader of the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang is not out of the question."

Fang Yi suddenly spoke, causing Zhu Huaiyuan to stop in his tracks, saying in disbelief.

"That is the only top-grade Core Formation cave in the Great Cloud, the Azure Light Five Elements Cave!"
Is Sect Leader Fang willing to relinquish it?

"Junior Brother Huaiyuan is joking. Our sect has produced many outstanding talents."

Huang Daiyue and Sheng Bo'an are both at the upper-grade Dao foundation level, comparable to Heng'er's.

Meng Lingxuan also has the support of Tianji Peak and exclusively controls Baiyangze.

Zhu Huan's nephew is proficient in the art of swordsmanship; in terms of combat, even a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator might not be able to defeat him.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said meaningfully, "Our two lineages will both benefit from joining forces."

"it is good!"

Zhu Huaiyuan's expression was solemn. The birth of Zhu Huan of the Xuan Yang lineage must not be suppressed to the point of having no chance of advancement by petty scheming.

"I will reply to Sect Leader Fang as soon as possible!"

Watching the departing figure, Fang Yi smiled, his eyes gleaming.

Based on the profound heritage of the Xuanyang Mountain lineage, the position of the head of the Nine Xuanyang Sons is highly valued.

The benefits are secondary.

Fortunately, the Five Peaks lineage has a shallow foundation and doesn't care about fame or position; they're content with just pocketing the benefits.

Fang Yi took a step forward and entered the depths of the spirit field. No matter how much he schemed, in the cultivation world, cultivation level is ultimately the most important.

Ultimately, one must rely on oneself.

He murmured softly, continuing to inhale and exhale the energy of the Xuan Tian Ling Teng, the Daoist auras of Jia Wood and Yi Wood colliding around him.

half year later.

The Mysterious Spirit Longevity Palace was surrounded by purple aura, and spiritual energy swirled into its depths.

"Changsun Jie has a good foundation, but he would never have had such a smooth journey. Yan Youtai certainly contributed a lot."

Fang Yi's eyes gleamed as he sensed the gradually increasing aura through the layers of magical restrictions.

"The fruit is ready to be picked."

With a wave of his sleeve, he raised the Azure Lotus Banner, causing countless azure lotuses to bloom and transform into an azure lotus domain, concealing the strange phenomenon.

(End of this chapter)