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

Chapter 745 Stepping into the Blue Sky, Marking the Fat Sheep

On the Earth Phoenix Flying Boat, Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Changce and the others.

"I still need to brew some spiritual medicine, and I'm missing a true fire to help me. Master, please come to the Xuan Niao Pavilion to lend me a hand."

Xiao Changce was slightly taken aback, wondering what kind of spiritual medicine they were brewing now that they had already arrived at Qingkong Cliff.

Why wait until today to prepare the elixir, instead of using it in your spare time?

"it is good.

It's just alchemical fire; it's a simple matter.

Although the reason was unknown, Xiao Changce did not refuse Fang Yi because of his past reputation.

He nodded slightly, transformed into a crimson light from the deck, and fell into the Xuan Niao Pavilion.

Fang Yi's gaze fell upon Du Qingman, Liang Qu, and many other mid-level cultivators.

"A great opportunity is right before your eyes. You should prepare yourselves well, lest you perish at Qingkong Cliff."
"Once I emerge from the pass, I will immediately attack the ancient city."

Seeing the restless crowd, Fang Yi waved his sleeve and disappeared into the Xuan Niao Pavilion.

Inside the Xuan Niao Pavilion.

Upon seeing Fang Yi enter the pavilion, Xiao Changce's expression turned solemn, and he opened his mouth to spit out a burst of crimson flame.

The crimson flames flickered, and waves of intense heat swept over us. The temperature in the attic rose visibly, and the delicate asparagus fern on the desk withered and yellowed, looking listless.

"Fang Yi, I have refined this pill fire with a crimson true flame. No matter what kind of spiritual medicine you are refining, it can be of great help to you."

"Master has misunderstood."

Fang Yi chuckled lightly, and a ray of spiritual light fell from his fingertip. The water and wood spiritual energy became active, turning into a misty spiritual fog that washed away all the fire energy.

"I invited my master here not to refine elixirs, but to discuss the matter of Azure Sky Cliff."

"What about Qingkong Cliff?"

Xiao Changce frowned slightly, puzzled. This matter had been discussed half a month ago, so why was there another twist?

he asked.

"Although Yan Li is strong, Junior Sister Du Qingman is skilled in the art of talismans. It would not be difficult for her to stop him even if it cost her a lot."

As for the remaining five fake alchemists, Du Jiabao and Yang Juyu stopped two of them.

Li Heng and Dai Yue, both juniors with advanced Dao foundations and protected by magical treasures, possessed profound knowledge and were able to stop one of them.

Zhu Huan is skilled in swordsmanship and has countless killing abilities. With Liang Qu's help, stopping one of them would not be difficult.

Xiao Changce's gaze fell on Changsun Jie, who stood behind Fang Yi, hands at his sides, extremely respectful, and he showed admiration.

"There was still a fake Core Formation cultivator who no one could deal with, but Fang Yi, your subordinates have proven their worth."

With Changsun Jie's cultivation breakthrough, even with a weaker foundation, stopping someone of the same level would not be difficult.

In this way, Qin Yu can free up his hands to preside over the battle of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Sigh~"

A serpent with scales gleaming like jade and eyes sparkling like rubies crawled out of his robes. Xiao Changce stroked the cold serpent scales, his anger subdued, and his eyes revealed a gentle warmth.

"Fang Yi, you have the help of your spirit pet, and I also have my own foundation. If we join forces, it will be equivalent to four people of the same level besieging and killing Hong Yuzi."

Four against one, can Hong Yuzi still turn the tide?

They can't turn the tide!

On the battlefield, the Foundation Establishment and Pseudo-Core Formation cultivators are not suffering major defeats. Once we join forces and achieve victory, everything will be settled.

"What if there are other hidden things within [Azure Sky Cliff]?"

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xuan Yang Mountain is secretly plotting something big; perhaps Bi Shui Ge could be a suitable place for it?

The news from the Wind and Message Tower and the Sutra Repository within the gate should not be disregarded, nor should it be entirely believed.

The demonic and righteous factions joined forces to fight against the half-demon lineage of the Great Li Kingdom.

The three righteous factions—Xuanyang Mountain, Biyue Pavilion, and Tiandao Dock—joined forces to launch the Fengling Immortal City and block the demon race of Sudu Mountain.

Three hundred years!
For three hundred years, there were no major wars in the cultivation world.

The sects such as Biyue Pavilion, Xuanyang Mountain, Tiandao Dock, and Baigu Sect mainly probe each other and gradually erode each other's power.

Of the six major powers in the Great Cloud Realm, only one Core Formation cultivator has perished, and it was Fang Yi who plotted against the Heavenly Blade Dock, luring the White Bone Sect into a trap.

Before that, for three hundred years, only when the Jianyang Secret Realm opened did true masters from all directions gather to compete for opportunities, resulting in the deaths of true masters from various sects.

Fang Yi's gaze was deep and mysterious. Compared to the Great Yu, the Great Cloud was far more precious in terms of spiritual objects, and even top-tier experts could not compare.

However, when it comes to competition among forces of the same level, even the weakest of these six forces, Fengling Immortal City, is no ordinary opponent.

The more barren the land, the more astonishing the methods of the cultivators who emerge from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"For three hundred years there has been no major war, and my Xuan Yang Mountain has been hiding its true strength."

How about Biyue Pavilion?

He murmured softly, but it struck Xiao Changce's ears like a thunderclap.

"This..." Xiao Changce's eyes narrowed slightly, hesitant.

"How dare this lowly maid from the Jade Water Pavilion, relying on the Zoroastrian Church, act like this?"

He frowned, looking troubled, and paced back and forth in the attic.

Yes!

As Fang Yi said, Xuan Yang Mountain may hold profound cultural heritage, but Bi Shui Ge is no exception.

"wrong!
The Great Cloud Realm has limited resources; the more Core Formation cultivators there are, the greater its power will become.

The reason why the sect dares to conceal their cultivation level is because they have two great masters, Master and Tianque.

Furthermore, only with a fourth-order fire-path inheritance can one preserve their foundation and, without diminishing their gains, allow Senior Brother Crimson Eyebrows to conceal his true strength.
Where does the Biyue Pavilion get its profound cultural heritage from?

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, a smile curving his lips, and said softly.

"The path to immortality is rugged, with countless trials and tribulations. One must maintain a heart as thin as ice and act with courage and diligence to achieve the right goal."

Master, in the end, one must rely on oneself.
Even if the Azure Water Pavilion is not strong enough, it has hidden resources and the Fire Worship Sect as a backup.

"The Nascent Soul sects have profound foundations; even a few benefits leaked out from between their fingers are enough for the Azure Water Pavilion to maintain its strength and prevent it from weakening."

Xiao Changce was persuaded by Fang Yi, nodded slightly, and murmured.

"Fang Yi, what you say makes sense. If Biyue Pavilion is hiding something."

No need for many, just one Core Formation cultivator is enough to drastically change the situation.
According to your advice, how should we proceed?

Fang Yi's gaze pierced through layers of magical restrictions and landed on the towering Qingkong Cliff that rose from the ground and soared into the clouds.

There aren't many Core Formation Realm experts in the Great Cloud Realm, far fewer than in the Great Yu Realm, but there are certainly quite a few formidable figures among them.

A Core Formation True Person of the sect leader level, wielding a high-grade magic weapon, can fight against a Grand True Person.

He had only ever seen such a cultivator in the Great Cloud Realm, having cultivated for two lifetimes. Whether in his previous life in the Nether Spring Sect or in the Great Yu Dynasty, there were almost no cultivators like him.

A person in the mid-stage of Core Formation is a person in the mid-stage of Core Formation, and a Great True Person is a Great True Person.

How can there be a sect leader-level master who has inherited the legacy of his predecessors but is stuck at a bottleneck, yet can still fight against a great master?
It was just a coincidence that one of them came along.

This great cloud is extremely strange; there is no shortage of true masters at the level of the five sect leaders, and they appear in groups of them.

not to mention
'Tianji Peak is gathering information, but Tianquezi has already disappeared without a trace, and the information within the sect may not be reliable.'

Fang Yi slightly closed his eyes. The many Core Formation cultivators of Xuan Yang Mountain had already decided to work together to help Chi Meizi break through his cultivation realm and condense his Nascent Soul.

However, the fact that their general interests align does not mean they have no other ideas.

Wu Hua hopes that the Xuan Yang lineage will have successors, and that after Chi Meizi breaks through to the next realm, he will have Core Formation Realm experts under his command.

Among the lineage of the Ancestral Hall, Zhang Hengyi, a great master, has the potential to use the power of the Crimson Eyebrows to glimpse the Nascent Soul realm.

What about Tianji Peak?

The Wugengzi lineage has been passed down for over a thousand years, and in terms of its foundation, it is second only to the Xuanyang lineage.

Tian Quezi, You Xishan, Yan Youtai, and Xiao Yan—Fang Yi has identified four Core Formation Realm cultivators.

One was a Grand Master, one was a Master-level True Person, and the rest, Yan Youtai, was at the third level of Core Formation, wielding two mid-grade magic treasures, and had cultivated the Dao of Heavenly Secrets to the third level of mid-grade.

It was at Xuanyang Mountain that Fang Yi gained the upper hand, but it was not due to any fault of his own.

With such a foundation, Yan Youtai is also a talented individual. If placed in Tiandaowu, Baigumen, or even Biyuege, he would be the next core successor to inherit the Daoist lineage.

Such a person is not carefully nurtured.
Fang Yi's eyes were deep in thought as he plotted to use the power of the sect to seize control of the White Bone Sect.

What is Tian Quezi plotting now?
"Master, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."
"We must not act rashly; let us go to Qingkong Cliff and take a journey."

evening.

The Qingkong Cliff soars into the clouds, and the wind howls continuously within its eroded caves.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, its silvery light spilling down.

Two figures, one after the other, stopped in front of the ancient city, one after the other, on the stone steps.

Fang Yi looked at the gate and saw a young cultivator wearing a jade crown, with delicate features, wearing a purple-gold robe, and holding a folding fan.

"The Azure Sky Secret Realm: No unauthorized personnel allowed!"

Ye Ling smiled and closed his folding fan, a beam of light falling from his fingertip to block the way.

Fang Yi's hair and beard were all white, his brows furrowed slightly, and a surge of anger welled up in his eyes. "What is the meaning of this fellow Daoist from the Azure Water Pavilion?"
"There are no rules at Qingkong Cliff; rogue cultivators are not allowed to enter!"

"Ah."

Ye Ling chuckled lightly, his gaze sweeping over the cultivator before him, whose hair and beard were all white, yet whose complexion was ruddy and whose aura was long and steady.

Late Foundation Establishment cultivator!

In the past, in the Azure Water Pavilion, he, a cultivator at the second level of Foundation Establishment, would never have dared to show the slightest disrespect.

But things are completely different now.

The Azure Sky Cliff is home to the Jade Water Pavilion, which releases top-quality spiritual water—a rare and valuable commodity!

The factions under their command were fiercely competing, and outside rogue cultivators were also eyeing them with unusual interest.

Ye Ling's eyes gleamed; this was a rare and lucrative opportunity that he couldn't let slip by.

"Qingkong Cliff welcomes guests from all directions, so it is natural to welcome fellow Daoists from all walks of life."

But I see that your aura is similar to that of Xue Yuzi, a late-stage Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator wanted by our sect.

Fang Yi looked helpless and protested, "Blood Prison Child?"

That person is a Foundation Establishment level nine cultivator from the White Bone Sect, someone even a False Core Immortal couldn't do anything to.

"Someone has barely reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, how could it be him?!"

Knowing that you are not, Ye Ling felt a surge of satisfaction.

If he were truly a demonic cultivator named Blood Prison Child, he would give him a wide berth.

But the old man before me is clearly a rogue cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, with no powerful backing and ordinary fighting skills. He's a real easy target.

His sleeve emitted magical power, and a jade talisman glowed with spiritual light, its invisible energy spreading outwards.

"Junior Brother Ye is right!"

"Fellow Daoist, please come with me to the Hall of Enforcement!"

Behind Ye Ling, a Foundation Establishment female cultivator clad in armor, with dark skin and a robust physique, stepped forward.

Foundation Establishment Level 4?

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, his anger intensified, but his heart remained calm.

"You are so slanderous!"

"Ah!"

Ye Ling's gaze swept over Fang Yi. The jade crown on his head was a high-grade magic artifact, his robe embroidered with gold pine patterns and his long boots inlaid with spirit jade were also exquisite mid-grade magic artifacts.

These cultivators, especially those in the late Foundation Establishment stage, are all quite wealthy.

If I don't squeeze out some profit, how can I be worthy of the hardships I endured guarding my senior sister's room?

Thinking of his senior sister's methods, he felt a phantom pain between his legs and subconsciously shivered. The greed in his eyes grew even stronger.

"Fellow Daoist, you truly have no sense of propriety."
In my Azure Water Pavilion, if I say you are a demonic cultivator, then you are a demonic cultivator!

If they still don't know what's good for them

The burly female cultivator locked Fang Yi in place with her aura, seeing that he was about to resist.

"Buzz!"

Runes flowed above the city gate, and the power of wind spirits faintly outlined the shadow of a slender spirit serpent with six wings on its back.

"Fellow Daoist Ye has misunderstood!"

Fang Yi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his face showed a look of panic. He hurriedly spoke.

"Misunderstand?!"

Looking at the once-imposing late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator with a humble and fawning expression, Ye Ling felt extremely pleased and casually slapped a big label on him.

What misunderstanding?
"You old rascal, do you think there's something wrong with the rules of the Criminal Law Hall in my Azure Water Pavilion?"

Fang Yi bent over, took out a bulging brocade pouch from his sleeve, and quickly stuffed it into Ye Ling's sleeve.

"what are you going to do?!"

With his left hand captured, Ye Ling looked flustered, and then felt the spirit stones bulging in his embroidered pouch.

He weighed it in his hand, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Haha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
Upon careful consideration, I realized that you, fellow Daoist, possess a pure and kind heart, and are not a reckless demonic cultivator.

"cough!"

The burly female cultivator with dark skin frowned slightly, coughed lightly, and felt helpless.

'Senior Sister Yan, as a descendant of True Immortal Yan Li, how could you possibly fancy this cultivator who's all show and no substance?'

Upon hearing the warning in his ear, Ye Ling realized what it meant, his expression turned solemn, and he spoke righteously.

"Based on my observations, this fellow Daoist has an innocent background and may enter Qingkong Cliff."

He pulled out a ring of tokens suspended by gold wire from his pocket. With a clinking sound of metal, he took one off, and a glint of light appeared on his fingertip.

"correct!"

Ye Ling paused, and under the gaze of the burly female cultivator, he spoke.

"I haven't yet asked you, fellow Daoist, what is your name?"

"I am Li Wujiu, greetings, fellow Daoist." Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, took out another embroidered pouch from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Ye Ling's arms.

"I have a question to ask you. As a disciple of a major sect like the Azure Water Pavilion, you are well-informed."

I wonder if there is any news about the three sacred waters.

"The Three Great Spiritual Waters?"

A glint of light flashed at Ye Ling's fingertips, and the three characters "Li Wujiu" appeared on the bronze token.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his greedy gaze undisguised.

"I have information about these three spiritual waters, but many cultivators are envious and vying for them."

"Without connections to the highest levels, even if you possess spirit stones, you will not be able to find a way in."

"I find your jade crown quite nice, fellow Daoist. May I ask which master craftsman made it?"

Fang Yi's heart skipped a beat. He was so blunt about wanting benefits, and he wasn't even afraid of being sabotaged.

"This wooden spirit crown is nothing special. Since you like it, I will give you this jade crown."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and brushed his white hair aside, took off his jade crown, and pushed it into Ye Ling's hands.
Ye Ling's smile grew even wider as he casually took the Eye Spirit Crown, removed the mid-grade magic artifact-level Jinxian Crown from his head, and replaced it with the jade crown.

"Am I such a greedy person?"

With a practiced flick of his left hand hidden in his sleeve, the bulging embroidered pouch deflated, then bulged again.

"The amount of spirit stones shall be the amount of spirit stones. Consider it as me purchasing this spirit crown from you, fellow Daoist."

Fang Yi took the embroidered pouch and felt its unusual weight. Without even probing it with his divine sense, he knew that the storage pouch was empty and was just for show.

His sleeve emitted magical power, and within the embroidered pouch, Ye Ling's aura was locked.

The fact that he's so open about wanting benefits and hasn't been driven away yet suggests he has a powerful backer.

After the city falls, we can consider ourselves a little fat sheep.

Seeing Ye Ling's gaze fall on his own robe, Fang Yi reluctantly took it off, gritting his teeth.

"Brother Daoist, what's the news about the spiritual water?"

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes, knowing that the old cultivator was nearing his limit, and threw out a token behind him.

"Chunshui Pavilion, go to Chunshui Pavilion on Wu'an Street. Yan Yeling recommended it."
The manager of the building will naturally give you an explanation.

As soon as he finished speaking, his undisguised gaze fell directly on the pine-patterned robe embroidered with gold thread in Fang Yi's withered hands.

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Ye!"

Fang Yi sighed softly, handed the robe to Ye Ling, and headed towards Qingkong Cliff.

Not far behind, Xiao Changce, who had transformed into a middle-aged cultivator, narrowed his eyes and admired him in his heart.

Fang Yi's ability to bend and stretch is truly terrifying.

A few moments.

Fang Yi, dressed in a low-grade magic artifact, a water-patterned robe, stepped into the Azure Sky Cliff.

The burly female cultivator looked curious.

"Junior Brother Ye, have you changed your ways?"
Li Wujiu's spirit boots were also a fine example of mid-grade magic artifacts.

"Given your previous temperament, you wouldn't have left this benefit behind."

Ye Ling smiled and happily put away the robe, estimating how many spirit stones he could exchange for it.

He paused upon hearing this.

"Hey, that's a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Although he's just a rogue cultivator, he's quite wealthy."

Those who come for the three great true waters are either at a bottleneck or for the sake of their clan's descendants.

"Once you enter the Spring Water Pavilion, how can you not exploit every last drop of his essence and bone to make up for this opportunity?"

(End of this chapter)