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

Chapter 753 Misfortune Created, Divination Breakthrough
Chi Yin nodded in agreement, and the Blood Spring Coffin, covered with strange patterns, was raised once more, its crimson blood aura spreading outwards.

Fang Yi sent out a ray of spiritual light, speaking cautiously.

"Top-notch talent should not be wasted."

As the spiritual light dissipated, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner took root on the ground, its viscous blood energy churning and runes flowing, eventually transforming into a spiritual pool.

The Lingchi Pond, covering an area of ​​about an acre, is surrounded by lush greenery and abundant life.

Half of the pool walls are carved with white skeletons, their faces ferocious; the other half are carved with lifelike ginseng and precious lotus, full of vitality.

"Red Yin, you can take out the processed corpse."

"Yes!"

Chi Yin's youthful face showed reluctance. These were all top-quality blood offerings. Burying them in the spirit land of accumulated corpses might allow a few of their kind to develop consciousness.

But he would never defy Fang Yi's laws.

A long, slender finger flashed with a ghostly light and struck down, causing the Blood Spring Coffin to tremble, and human figures of various shapes fell down one after another.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Plop! Plop..."

Water splashed everywhere as the still-warm bodies of cultivators fell into the spirit pool.

Fang Yi's divine sense swept over each and every Dharma body, a smile playing on his lips.

Chi Yin's intelligence has improved, and his skill in tanning corpses has also greatly increased.

He took a step forward, his boots landing on the surface of the pond, and the abundant vitality transformed into a blue lotus, lifting him up.

Fang Yi stretched out his long, slender fingers and scooped it up.

A female corpse with messy black hair like seaweed, a pale face, and surrounded by resentment was pulled out of the water.

"Yes, Not Bad.

The female corpse had slender, elegant bones with mysterious patterns, indicating it was of superior quality.

He touched the woman's forehead with his long index finger, and his magic power flowed into her blocked meridians.

"It should be the method of cultivating enchantment. Once the true meaning is obtained, it can be used to refine ghost princesses."

Afterwards, he continued to pick and choose in the spirit pool, occasionally revealing a satisfied smile.

"This dark-skinned female corpse has a strong physical body, which must be due to her cultivation of body-refining techniques to temper her physical form."

It is a superior spiritual object for refining corpses.

"Why?

There was another surprise: this junior Qi cultivator was actually a Kui Water Spirit Body, just like Heng'er.

With the assistance of the accumulated corpse spirit land, one can advance to the second tier in three to five years after mastering the Water Demon Corpse technique.

"After that, not to mention a Tier 3, I'm quite confident I can become a near-Tier 3 Lesser Corpse King."

With a smile on his lips, Fang Yi strolled through the vibrant spirit pool, occasionally flicking his finger to select cultivators with abundant primordial energy.

Then he would either cast a spell or imprint several secret runes.

After the initial purification, it sank to the bottom of the pool and fell directly into the Corpse Mountain of the Withered and Flourishing Small Cave.

"The female cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion are of extremely high quality, with abundant and superior spiritual essence in their bodies. They are better suited for refining corpses and nourishing souls than for using materials to refine spiritual objects."
Talented individuals are rare and require careful cultivation; they should not be wasted.

"When will we be able to wipe out a city without any repercussions?"

Time passed slowly, and an hour later.

Feeling the presence of rows of yellow mud coffins standing upright in the Corpse-Pooled Land, surrounded by a hazy aura of death, Fang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

"The finest talent is used to raise corpses, and there's still some left."

He scanned the area with his divine sense and understood the situation.

"One thousand three hundred and twenty-seven Qi Refining cultivators, twenty-one Foundation Establishment cultivators, and five Pseudo-Core Formation cultivators."

There is also a Core Formation True Person's physical body and a Third-Order Demon King's Dharma Body.

The blood, bones, and soul refined from it—these three spiritual treasures—are enough to perfect Changsun Jie's refinement.

Fang Yi patted Changsun Jie's shoulder lightly and smiled.

"The puppet refined from the spirit of bad luck has endless uses and can also help me comprehend the secrets of heaven."

Go in peace.

Changsun Jie was greatly shaken, as if he sensed a life-or-death crisis and was forced into a desperate situation. His face contorted with rage.

"In the end, it's still not quite there yet; it hasn't been completely refined into a human puppet, leaving you with a trace of instinctive resistance."

When a True Immortal's essence, energy, and spirit are united as one, if they are not completely refined into a human puppet, their consciousness will temporarily remain.

Moreover, Changsun Jie possesses a spiritual body with a pure and refined essence, capable of condensing into a top-grade elixir.

Fang Yi was not annoyed. Now that he had plenty of spiritual materials, he could completely refine the puppet. The more abundant the source material, the higher the quality of the puppet he would refine.

A stream of magical power emanated from his fingertip and landed on Changsun Jie's physical body. Within his soul, a faint, mournful roar could be heard.

He then stepped into the spirit pool.

"Imperial Edict!"

Within his dantian, the golden elixir of life spun rapidly, its surging magical power flowing like a mighty river through Fang Yiqi's eight extraordinary meridians.

"change!"

A burst of his natal fire erupted, transforming into over a thousand sparks that landed precisely on each of the tanned corpses.

"Pong!"

Like candles, 1,348 corpses were set ablaze.

Melts like wax
Fang Yi's five fingers glowed with a ghostly light, and his magic incantation changed.

"Imperial decree!"
Extracting the soul and marrow, congealing the blood to create something useful!

Secret Technique: Minor Soul Extraction!
Secret Technique: Bone-Scraping Wind!

Secret Technique: Minor Blood Clotting Method!
The surging divine thoughts transformed into a ghostly green soul chain, accompanied by a pale, eerie wind that swept up a scarlet ribbon that fell away.

The soul chain pierced through his chest, extracting fragments of his soul from his body, which then ignited with eerie green soul flames.

A chilling wind howled, and the complete skeleton was pulled from the body.

Under the relentless grinding of the wind, grayish impurities are continuously released.

Having lost their bones and souls, more than a thousand corpses lay limp on the ground like mud.

As the crimson ribbon swept past, the remaining limp corpses transformed into a pungent, foul-smelling blood-red light.

"Refining!"

With a wave of his hand, he threw out the Five Poison Cauldron, and three ribbons of light—dark, white, and crimson—fell into the cauldron.

Fang Yi pointed his index finger, and the vitality in the spirit pool turned into swirling mist, constantly washing away the essence of bone, blood, and soul extracted from the thousand corpses.

"Ordinary puppet cultivators collect the energy of death, resentment, and yin to refine living puppets, hoping to increase their combat abilities."
Little did they know that yin cannot grow alone, nor can yang produce life alone.

The Way of the Puppet Corpse is an orthodox tradition, drawing its materials from unique sources, yet it is also perfectly legitimate.
"In my previous life, I was forced to take unorthodox paths due to the constraints of my sect's practices. In this life, with my long lifespan, I can proceed steadily and surely, which is the true path."

As life washes over them, and the true fire scorches them, the essence and blood evaporate, the pungent and foul smell fades away, and a faint fragrance emerges.

The pale, bone fluid overflowed with resentment, forming a jade crown; the eerie green soul, devoid of deathly aura, condensed into a precious pearl.
"It's done!"

A smile of joy appeared on Fang Yi's lips. With a flick of his finger, the soul, bones, and blood simultaneously descended upon Changsun Jie.
"Buzz!"

On the already fully refined body, strange inscriptions spread like a spider web.
The three colors of spiritual light—dark, white, and crimson—blended seamlessly with Changsun Jie, continuously spreading towards his physical body, essence, soul, and elixir.

"It's done!"

Fang Yi's eyes lit up with joy as he exhaled a mouthful of his natal essence, merging it into the three-colored spiritual light.
"Fang Yi!
I hate it!!

In a final burst of energy, Changsun Jie's eyes bulged, tears of blood streaming down his face, and a light of resentment emanated from them.

"Just the lament of a loser."

Fang Yi remained calm as he cast the final hand seal. Three-colored spiritual light enveloped Changsun Jie like silkworm silk, transforming into a large cocoon about ten feet tall.

"I had previously refined this puppet, but due to limited spiritual materials, I was unable to complete the refinement."

With the aid of this pool of blood essence and marrow fluid, the task can be completed in at most thirty-six hours.

The next day, Qingkong Cliff.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, and the intense sunlight shone through the thin veil of religious incantations.

Huo Zhao pushed open the door of Hanhai Tower, and what came into view was a wooden table carved from sandalwood, on which were piles of files.

His face was anxious. "Senior brother, something's happened!"

"What happened this time?"

Qin Yu looked up from the pile of files, glanced at his impetuous junior brother, pinched his brow, and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

"Junior Brother Huo, what brings you here in such a hurry?"
As your elder brother, I already have a headache enough to deal with, as I have to sort out the cave dwellings, spiritual fields, and shops of Qingkong Cliff, as well as verify the merits of the disciples in the sect.

If it's not urgent, go find Junior Brother Li Heng first.

"Senior Brother, it's not that I'm unwilling to ask Junior Brother Li Heng for help, but he can't make the decision on this matter..."

Under the weight of his past intimidation, Huo Zhao subconsciously shrank back. Thinking of what he had seen in the city, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and speak.

"When Master fought Yu Hongzi, he planned to kill a Core Formation cultivator, and completely destroyed the inner city, leaving only ruins."

Senior brother should know about this, right?

"Yes, Master is wise. He killed Yu Hongzi, otherwise we wouldn't be in such a relaxed state now."

Qin Yu held the wolf-hair brush and left a magic seal on a scroll of cultivator merit verification form.

he wondered.

"Didn't Master already prepare for the matter in the inner city?"

The Earth Phoenix Tower ship is equipped with thirteen boxes of spiritual items for repairing magical barriers and rebuilding cave dwellings, which are stored in the sect's inner treasury.

Before the master went into seclusion, he also issued a decree, ordering the disciples to unseal the spiritual objects in order to repair the magical restrictions.

The spiritual items sealed in the thirteen Sumeru chests are enough to repair both the inner and outer cities, with some left over.

"Alas, this cannot be explained in a few words. Senior brother, you will understand once you come with me." Huo Zhao looked helpless.

Qin Yu's expression turned slightly serious. "Then I'll go with you to take a look."

He put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand, took out a token from his sleeve, sealed the scroll on the sandalwood table, and stood up.

"Junior Brother Huo, lead the way."

……

Eighteen thousand miles away, the Baiyangze Lake shimmers with light.

On the island, which spans over a thousand acres, four terrifying auras soared into the sky, confronting each other.

Two streams of Core Formation Qi emanated from a six-story ancient building.

The ancient building gleams with precious light, and the "Tianlu Mingxiao Tower" is carved from curved wood with iron hooks and silver strokes.

On the ornately decorated pavilion, Yan Youtai's robes fluttered in the wind, while the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate spun behind him.

"disease!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the treasure tower crashed down.

"Humph!

"Yan Youtai, do you really think my Biyue Pavilion is afraid of you?!"

The two beautiful young women, facing each other, had their almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed. They wore a reddish-yellow dress and their slender, fair hands brushed against each other.

A fragrant aroma of herbs rose, transforming into a phantom of purple-gold ginseng, which then blessed a third-tier, low-grade, thousand-year-old Ren-water tortoise.

"Senior Brother Yu Feng, let's join forces and teach him a lesson!"

"it is good!"

A deep blue light shimmered on the tortoise shell. With the boost from the medicinal energy, Yu Fengzi roared to the sky, his already powerful magic increasing by another three points.

Six tortoise-shaped pearls, surrounded by heavy water, crashed down towards the Mingxiao Tower of the Heavenly Law with the force of the tide.

"boom!"

The azure water and the dark white spiritual light collided violently, creating towering waves.

"It's always like this."

"A third-tier spiritual healer can heal the body and restore magical power, but that's too troublesome." Yan Youtai frowned slightly and pointed with his fingertip.

The Heavenly Law Bright Cloud Tower is built with jade as its foundation, black glazed tiles as its roof, and thirty-six pillars made of lightning-struck wood, inscribed with golden law texts.

Driven by magical power, the stone drums in the building resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the eaves emitted a brilliant white light, suppressing the six heavy water tortoise beads.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly. Although the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch in his hand was only a potential treasure, its essence was extremely high.

With the infusion of magical power, the energy of the Six Paths Treasure Restriction circulated, and the Bodhi Branch lashed down.

"Using numbers to bully the few, Xuan Yang Mountain is still as shameless as ever."

A jade ruyi slipped from Xuanzhi Zhenren's sleeve and was then summoned and thrown out.

"boom!"

A dull, cracking sound echoed; the Crimson Bodhi Branch, of extremely high quality, was no match for the Jade Ruyi. From the very first exchange, it was at a disadvantage.

But Master Xuanzhi remained calm and composed, casting a spell with his fingertips, causing twelve array flags to flutter on the Cloud River Island beneath his feet.

The vast expanse of water swirled and split in two, each blessing the jade ruyi and the jade fengzi.

Both of their vital energies surged!
The jade ruyi scepter gleamed with light, while the bodhi branch, adorned with the color of blood, was full of vitality; their collision and entanglement made it difficult to determine which was superior.

The six heavy water tortoise beads shone brightly, tightly binding the Heavenly Law Bright Cloud Tower.

Half an hour later.

Yan Youtai waved his sleeve, and the Xuanbai spiritual light of the Tianlu Mingxiao Tower fell, engulfing the fake Dan cultivators who were fighting each other.

The sound of the stone drum was powerful and resonant. The treasure pavilion flashed by and disappeared, disappearing a thousand miles away, standing in distant opposition to Yunhe Island.

"Xuanyang Mountain remains as shameless as ever."

"Taking advantage of their two junior sisters, Miaoyun and Yunhui, being in seclusion to consolidate their cultivation, they dared to come knocking on our door like this."

With a flick of his fingertip, Master Xuanzhi unleashed a beam of emerald light that restored the injured magic power of the fake Core Formation cultivator within the sect.

"Once my two junior sisters emerge from seclusion, I will definitely settle the score with them."
"Hey, we've been eyeing the Dongze medicinal field in the Xuan Yang Mountain area for a long time."

A streak of azure water streaked across the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it landed outside Cloud River Island.

Yanli held a mulberry staff, wore a plain white robe, and had a sorrowful expression.

"Greetings to Senior Sister Xuanzhi and Senior Brother Yufeng."

"Junior Sister Yanli?"

Master Xuanzhi frowned slightly, puzzled. Yanli was stationed at Qingkong Cliff, and his family was prosperous. He rarely left Qingkong Cliff.

What brings you to Baiyangze?
"Senior Sister Xuanzhi, Qingkong Cliff has been breached, Senior Brother Lanyin has died and his cultivation has been destroyed, and Senior Brother Yuhongzi has been beheaded."

Salt Li's eyes were filled with hatred as he gritted his teeth and said.

Of the more than 1,400 cultivators in the city, fewer than two hands could count them all escaping alive.

"what!"

Xuanzhi looked shocked and said urgently.

Who did it?

Thunder and Nine Cold of Xuanyang Mountain?
No, although the two of them are in the mid-stage of Core Formation, the Azure Sky Cliff Wind Chant Formation and the Cloud Harmony Island Azure Wave Formation are both mid-grade third-level formations.

"With Senior Sister Yuzhu keeping a close eye on Hu Lei, it's impossible for him to leave Sudu Mountain quietly. There's absolutely no way Jiu Han could possibly conquer Qingkong Cliff alone."

"Is it other sects interfering?" Yu Fengzi asked in a low voice, his expression grave.

"This shouldn't be the case. Senior Sister Yuzhu has become a Daoist couple with the leader of Tiandaowu."

Although the White Bone Sect and the Joyful Union Sect possess such strength, they would much rather see both their sects and Xuan Yang Mountain suffer mutual destruction.

Outside the Nine Bends of Fengling Immortal City, although Xia Zhengbai has broken through to the Core Formation Realm, he will absolutely not get involved in this mess.

Master Xuanzhi speculated, "Could it be that rogue cultivator from outside who appeared at Sudu Mountain?"

"It's Fang Yi, the new leader of Xuan Yang Mountain, Qing Yangzi." Yan Li's eyes were bloodshot.

Thinking of the nearly annihilated descendants of her clan, she clenched her fists, her fingertips digging into her palms, blood dripping down without her noticing.

Xuanzhi Zhenren found it hard to believe.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"
How can it be! "

"How can it be!

Fang Yi breached Qingkong Cliff in just three days?!

How did he do that? "

Inside the Tianlu Mingxiao Tower, Xiao Yan held a crane feather communication talisman and said in disbelief.

Yan Youtai's face was also gloomy, but he had no choice but to believe it when he looked at the crane feather communication talisman.

The distance between Qingkong Cliff and Baiyangze is 180,000 li. Even if a Core Formation cultivator travels day and night without stopping and activates their escape treasure, it would still take two or three days to reach the destination.

To find out the progress of his formidable enemy, Fang Yi, he activated a hidden agent that had been lying in ambush in the Ancestral Hall.

The Crane Feather Transmission Talisman, when activated by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, allows for a speed comparable to that of a Core Formation cultivator. However, its refinement is difficult, and it can only be used once. It was personally handed over to Anzi by him, so there is absolutely no possibility of deception.

How did Fang Yi do that?
Both Baiyangze and Qingkongya are third-tier spiritual lands.

Since the Azure Water Pavilion has set up a mid-grade third-tier formation in Baiyangze and has a demon king overseeing it, the Azure Sky Cliff is unlikely to be much weaker.
Fang Yi possessed two mid-grade magic treasures: the Azure Lotus Banner was merely a defensive treasure, and the Creation Banner was a medical magic treasure; neither was adept at combat or breaking formations.

That Seven-Ring Demon King was only a quasi-third-tier array master.

Yan Youtai frowned and muttered to himself.

"It shouldn't be like this."

Could it be that Zhang Hengyi used some of the treasures in the Ancestral Hall?

It shouldn't be!

Although Fang Yi and Zhang Heng had no fundamental conflict of interest, Zhang Heng blocked Tian Dao Wu's path and was about to fight Chen Sheng.

They are all masters of the sect level, wielding top-grade magic weapons. Losing one trump card reduces their chances of winning by three points.

If it damages the foundation and hinders cultivation, then the loss outweighs the gain.”

"Wow!"

A melodious crane cry rang out, and another crane feather communication talisman descended as a streak of light.

Yan Youtai reached out with his five fingers and grasped the crane feather communication talisman in his hand, probing it with his divine sense.

half an hour.

"Yan Youtai, how exactly did Fang Yi do that?"

Xiao Yan was anxious and urged him on.

I thought that with the Heavenly Law Mingxiao Tower to suppress it, [Bai Yangze] only had Xuanzhi, a Core Formation True Person, in charge.

He and Yan Youtai, two Nascent Soul cultivators, exchanged spells and easily defeated Bai Yangze.

Unexpectedly, hidden within the water veins of Baiyangze is a thousand-year-old Renshui turtle that has cultivated for four hundred years.

Even so, it was still part of the plan; both he and Yan Youtai had a backup plan.

The distance from the gate of Biyue Pavilion to Baiyangze is a month's journey, even for a True Immortal who has reached the Core Formation stage.

Adding the time spent sending the letter, a round trip would take at least two months.

How could Fang Yi have breached Qingkong Cliff in just three days?

Xiao Yan was puzzled and incredulous, as they were both True Immortals of the Core Formation Wood Dao.

Even though Fang Yi possessed two magical treasures, he was still far superior to him in a battle of magic.

Shouldn't they have broken through Qingkong Cliff so quickly?

As for the other Core Formation Realm cultivator, Xiao Changce?

He had discovered early on the hidden tricks left behind by the Ancestral Hall lineage.

He was just an ordinary Fire Dao Master, most famous for having more than twenty disciples, none of whom had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, including several with high-grade spiritual roots and one with a naturally born spiritual body.

Ultimately, Huang Guangsheng, a Grand Master of the Ancestral Hall lineage, believed that Tian Quezi had plotted against him, so he took the Great Void Shaking Cloud Boat to Tianji Peak to discuss the Dao.
This kind of cultivator, in terms of combat skills, is at most on par with him a few years ago.

Now that he has deeply refined the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, Xiao Changce is definitely no match for him.

"How exactly did Fang Yi do that?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan frowned, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts and doubts.

"Could it be that you've hired help?"
Both the White Bone Sect and the Joyful Union Sect possess this foundation, but they have always watched from the sidelines, wishing that their sects and the Azure Water Pavilion would perish together.

Moreover, there is the half-demon lineage of the Southern Li Kingdom to keep them in check.
Xia Zhengbai of Fengling Immortal City had only recently formed his core and did not possess such ability.

"That outsider cultivator from Sudu Mountain who wields a flawed high-grade magic weapon?"

Xiao Yan shook his head in denial.

"Master Tianque personally performed divination, and to avoid retaliation from the six sects of Dayun, that True Person hid in Sudu Mountain."

Even if they were willing to help, it would be Fang Yi who would do it; they wouldn't be able to assist him.

"Among the rogue cultivators, there is another cultivator who has condensed their core?"

"Uncle-Master Xiao Yan, please don't make wild guesses."

Yan Youtai put down the crane feather communication talisman in his hand, a hint of shock in his eyes.

Fang Yi infiltrated the Azure Sky Cliff, ambushed the Demon King Four-Winged Feathered Serpent who was in charge, and then joined forces with Xiao Changce to break the Wind Whisper Ancient Formation.
Ultimately, the Four-Winged Feathered Serpent and Yu Hongzi were trapped within the Dharma Domain and killed by him.

"Infiltrate Azure Sky Cliff and break the Wind Whisper Formation?"
Fang Yi is incredibly bold. If he makes even the slightest mistake and Yu Hongzi notices, he'll be like a turtle in a jar, facing a life-or-death situation.

Upon learning the truth, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of peace.

Given that Fang Yi, Qi Jie, and Xiao Changce were acting out of turn, it was still within reason that they could severely injure or even kill someone of the same level.

"Nephew Yan, we need to speed things up, otherwise Fang Yiteng will definitely come and try to take a share of the spoils."

Xiao Yan looked at Yunhe Island and spoke.

Putting down the crane feather in his hand, Yan Youtai spoke with lingering fear.

"Fortunately, we had previously bribed Changsun Jie, who is a Core Formation True Person who is deeply trusted by Fang Yi."

At crucial moments, it can turn the tide and reverse the course of events.

After the incident at Qingkong Cliff, Xiao Yan's fear of Fang Yi reached its peak.

"It's best not to use such underhanded tactics lightly."

Honestly, if he were in that situation, facing a combination of a Core Formation cultivator, a third-tier demon king, and the Wind Whisper Formation, what would he have thought?

Even if one were willing to risk infiltrating Qingkong Cliff, it would be impossible to accomplish things as swiftly and decisively as Fang Yi, leaving no future troubles.

"Changsun Jie was able to gain Fang Yi's trust because he had the right timing, the right place, and the right people."

However, if one wants to outmaneuver Fang Yi, there is only one chance, and using it in this way can turn the tide.

But it would be a waste to use such a great talent as a waste.

"It's alright. Aside from Changsun Jie, I also have other hidden methods to buy time."

Yan Youtai calmed his turbulent emotions. Having fought with Fang Yi before, he was clear about each other's strengths and weaknesses.

He believed that if he were willing to risk infiltrating [Azure Sky Cliff], he could also ambush a third-tier demon king.

He glanced at Xiao Yan out of the corner of his eye, muttering to himself.

Even if Fang Yi were to infiltrate Qingkong Cliff and kill Yu Hongzi, he would still be unable to escape unscathed.
We must not let small things cause us to lose sight of the bigger picture; the refining of this Blood-Red Bodhi Branch must be accelerated.

Two days later, at Qingkong Cliff.

Inside the grotto, the stench of blood had long since dissipated. In the spirit pool, auspicious purple mist swirled and rippled around a large gray cocoon.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, his divine sense probing into Changsun Jie's origin, sensing the most fundamental changes in misfortune.

An ancient plum tree covered with divination runes rose up behind him, its branches swaying and drooping with six-pointed spiritual light.

The winter plum blossoms withered, and the ancient tree quickly cracked open, turning into specks of silver light.

"disease!"

As Fang Yi activated the Plum Blossom Divination Technique, the silver light once again converged and transformed into an ancient tree.

The plum blossoms wither, revealing a celestial divination; the ancient tree crumbles once more.
This cycle repeats itself endlessly. With the source of bad luck as a reference, the obscure and mysterious secrets of the universe gradually become clear before us.

Fang Yi's divination skills improved rapidly.

"It's done."

He opened his closed eyes, and a bright light shone forth, his fingertips forming hand seals.

"Is there trouble in the reconstruction of the ancient city?"

"Tsk, this Yan Youtai is truly a persistent ghost; the influence of Tianji Peak is everywhere."

Having entered the quasi-third stage of the Heavenly Secrets Path, Fang Yi quickly understood the cause of events after a brief divination.

"Fortunately, Changsun Jie has already completed the refining process. Next, we should go to Baiyangze to meet Yan Youtai."

He used his palm as a knife, and a streak of blue light fell.

"Tear it!"

The large cocoon broke open, and Changsun Jie slowly stepped out, bowing respectfully.

"Greetings, sir."

"it is good!"

Fang Yi felt delighted. With this third-tier living puppet that cultivates the path of fortune and misfortune, and with the source of bad luck and the bag for accumulating blessings and warding off disasters as references, he could quickly improve his understanding of the obscure and difficult-to-understand path of heavenly secrets.

"Let's go see my disciple; he's had a tough time these past few days."

Fang Yi waved his sleeve, putting away the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner. Green lotuses rose and fell beneath his feet, with Changsun Jie following closely behind.

As the two took each step forward, Changsun Jie's aura rapidly receded until it descended to the level of a pseudo-core.

In the inner city, a small courtyard built of green bamboo is filled with spiritual energy.

Xiao Changce, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, opened his eyes, his gaze filled with anticipation.

"Fang Yi has finished his seclusion; next, we should head to Bai Yangze's group."

(End of this chapter)