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

Chapter 768 Two Years Later, Baring Fangs

It is 12,000 li east of Qingkong Cliff.

Even under the scorching sunlight, the deep chill in the shady, secluded hollow could not be dispelled.

"Mercy, sir!"
I didn't know this was a real person's cave!

The crimson blood escape technique was used to flee desperately, and the white-haired fake Core Formation cultivator in the escape light looked terrified.

They thought they had stumbled upon a fortuitous opportunity, discovering a nearly third-tier Yin Spring that had recently advanced, and their joy was short-lived.

They discovered it was the work of a Core Formation cultivator, and this cultivator was none other than the old demon of the White Bone Sect!

In his dantian, the original dantian essence burned, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the fake dantian.

Even if they manage to escape alive, their vital energy will be greatly depleted, and their lifespan shortened.

But Qing Sui's cultivation far surpassed that of any other true immortal he had ever seen, and he could save his life, so he couldn't care less about that.

"Tsk, you junior, don't struggle, or you'll suffer less."

"Zheng!"

A white bone stupa hangs down, creating ripples that suppress all directions.

The crimson light faltered slightly, as if it had sunk into a quagmire.

A sinister bone claw reached out and gently pulled, ripping off a hideous head.

Qing Sui wore a black jade crown and a black robe with a hundred ghosts pattern, and his face showed a bored expression.

"After the fall of the Azure Water Pavilion, this place is in chaos. Even rogue cultivators like Da Yun who are fake Core Formation cultivators dare to come here to make a fortune."

"Hey, this is a good opportunity to make a small profit."

He waved his hand to put away the White Bone Relic Pagoda, and the Yin Soul White Bone Sword leaped into his sleeve like a swimming fish.

"The White Bone Yaksha bestowed by the Sect Leader is extremely mysterious. If it had been bestowed six months earlier, the situation would have been very different."
I stopped Fang Yi, and Yan Youtai was dealt with by Yin Gu. How could Biyue Pavilion suffer defeat after defeat?

With a flick of his fingers, a handful of pale true fire burned the cultivator's physical body, soul, and essence, subtly refining it into a bone bead.

Half an hour later.

Qing Sui placed the blood-tinged white bone bead into a spirit-sealing box and affixed a talisman.

He looked up and saw no trace of cultivators in the sky. He frowned slightly and muttered in dissatisfaction:

"Why hasn't Yin Gu arrived yet?"

Tsk, this old man's cultivation level has increased dramatically after condensing his corpse core. We're both at the early stage of Core Formation, yet he made me wait.

How could he have dared to do this?
Unfortunately, with the help of the White Bone Yaksha, I was unable to capture this Corpse King alive.

Otherwise, a condensed corpse core, with its robust physical body and jade-like spiritual bones, would be sufficient to refine a superior White Bone Demon God.

"Oh?

Junior Brother Qing Sui thought so highly of me, never expecting that someone with my dead skin and stiff flesh would be so popular with cultivators.

"This is something that makes me feel unworthy of such praise."

A blurry figure appeared silently behind Qing Sui, and Fang Yi's sharp gaze fell upon the face hidden by the hood.

"Senior Brother Yin Gu!"

Qing Sui was startled, his hair stood on end, a spiritual light rose from his fontanelle, and surging magical power surged, urging the White Bone Relic Pagoda to suppress it.

'A show of force?'

Instantly calming his mind, Qing Sui narrowed his eyes and immediately increased the flow of magical power, causing the white bone relic pagoda to radiate a dazzling light that rose three feet.

As fellow Core Formation cultivators, he also had trump cards to protect himself, and his combat skills were top-notch. It was a good opportunity to fight against Yin Bone and force her to relinquish the benefits she had previously gained.

In the White Bone Sect, even a little bit of influence is a real source of profit.

"Among fellow disciples, strength is paramount. You think you can intimidate me? Yin Bone, do you really have that kind of ability?!"
To maintain the balance between the Xuan Yang and Bi Shui factions, the sect leader opened a great tomb, bestowing upon our sect's hidden treasures.

With a flick of his fingertip, Qing Sui unleashed a dark and sinister magic seal.

"White Bone Yaksha, by imperial decree!"

A beam of eerie green light shot out from the body bag hidden at his waist, transforming into a ferocious yaksha with bat wings on its back, a blue face, and fangs.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The skeletal Yaksha, now only skin and bones, with its eerie eyes, transformed into a beam of light and fell into the White Bone Relic Pagoda.

"Yin Gu, you're too arrogant. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Driven by the Azure Marrow, the White Bone Relic Pagoda was no longer what it used to be, its power greatly increased, and it crashed down on Fang Yi, the leader of the Six Yang Sect.

"Let's teach Junior Brother Yin Gu a lesson. You may have magical treasures, but I also have the White Bone Yaksha bestowed upon me by our sect."

"It's been over a month since we last met, and Qing Sui, you've treated me like this. It's truly heartbreaking."

Fang Yi chuckled lightly, and his withered aura transformed into fine scales that covered his skin, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

He extended his five fingers and slowly patted down on the stupa containing the white bones.

"To fight against magical weapons with one's own body?"

"Yin Gu, you've gone completely mad!"

Qing Sui was overjoyed at this, and the true elixir in his dantian began to spin rapidly, increasing the magical power he exuded by three times.

"He only managed a draw with Yan Youtai and Fang Yi, yet he's so arrogant and conceited."

Today's discourse has brought me great fortune!

Greed welled up in his heart; after severely injuring the cultivator before him, he was determined to seize the Myriad Soul Banner as compensation.

He had coveted the Myriad Souls Banner, a magic treasure, ever since he first saw it, and now he had a chance to get his hands on it.

And that Blood Spring Coffin is also a top-grade treasure for raising corpses.

"boom!"

The long, slender fingers were outstretched, and the hand with distinct knuckles fell.

"Bang bang~"

"not good!"

Qing Sui's expression changed slightly. Realizing something was wrong, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Yin Gu, please have mercy! This is all a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstand?"

Fang Yi did not hold back. The gray corpse energy on his palm intensified, shattering the layers of protective light of the White Bone Relic Pagoda.

"Oh!"

Finally, the light of the stupa dimmed, leaving a shallow palm print on its surface.

Such cultivation level?
Such a Dharma body!

Qing Sui's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints. He suppressed the backlash from the magic weapon and the heartache, and gently nurtured the White Bone Relic Pagoda in his dantian.

'Has his Yin Bone cultivation broken through again?'

He was quite tactful and didn't mention that he hadn't stopped yet. Instead, he forced a smile, bowed slightly, and said ingratiatingly:

"Brother Yin Gu, please feel free to give me your orders, and I will do my utmost."

"What a coincidence, there is something I need Junior Brother Qing Sui to do."

Fang Yi drew his five fingers back into his sleeve, and the corpse energy that had transformed into scales dissipated. A flash of blue, black, and yellow spiritual light disappeared, returning to the Void Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner.

His physical cultivation had been stuck at the quasi-third level for nearly a hundred years. The fact that he could leave an imprint on a magic treasure with his physical body was due to the blessing of the Withered and Flourishing Small Grotto Heaven.

Looking at the humble and respectful Qing Sui, he nodded slightly, feeling satisfied.

The Demonic Path Master is ruthless, but he can intimidate people. He is much more sensible and useful than ordinary cultivators.

"Pong!"

A crimson aura of corpse energy circulated beneath Fang Yi's feet, and a sense of dryness spread through the small yin hollow.

Between breaths.

The grass and trees withered, the springs dried up, the land was barren for miles, and the cold, damp air was completely scorched away.

"I am interested in the fire-elemental spiritual artifacts hidden in the Azure Water Pavilion, and I need Junior Brother Azure Marrow's assistance."

"A fire-elemental spirit item from the Azure Water Pavilion?"

Master Qing Sui's face was tense, and he couldn't care less about the white bone stupa that had damaged his mental state.

This is a serious matter, a matter that could cost him his life!
As a top sect in Dayun, Biyue Pavilion competed with Xuanyang Mountain for the top spot after Huang Guangsheng passed away.

In terms of foundation and true masters, they are all above the White Bone Sect. Where does Chi Yin get such big ideas?
This is not a snake swallowing a giant elephant, but the appetite of a savage glutton.

How dare a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation plot against such a behemoth as the Azure Water Pavilion?
What a grand vision!

"What, Junior Brother Qing Sui, are you unwilling to help me?"

Fang Yi's gaze, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling, pierced through the hood and landed on Qing Sui, causing his heart to clench slightly.

"Senior Brother," Qing Sui stammered, his eyes darting around as if trying to find an opening to escape.

The fire-elemental artifact was something Yin Bone needed, not him. He wouldn't foolishly risk his life for someone else. "An opportunity!"

"Oh!"

The air surged, the sonic boom was loud and ear-piercing, and a pale beam of light vanished in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, it was about to leave Fang Yi's sight.

"Brother Yin Gu, the Azure Water Pavilion is reserved for you to enjoy at your leisure."

"I cannot accept such an honor; I shall take my leave."

"Tsk, it's been a long time. Why is Junior Brother Qing Sui in such a hurry to leave?"

Fang Yi activated the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his sleeve. Under the cover of Yin and Yang corpse energy, the spiritual light of green, yellow, and black flowed and the five elements circulated repeatedly.

The Black Water Yin Spring devoured the power of Earth and Wood, drawing upon the power of the grotto heaven.

"crash"

A phantom image of an underground river appeared, with huge waves churning and crashing.

In an instant, the Yin River twisted and turned, wailing ghosts and howling corpses, and the vast ghost realm unfolded, drawing the pale white light into its domain.

Seeing the terror in Qing Marrow's eyes, Fang Yi chuckled and spoke:
"Junior brother, where are you going?"

Gazing at the towering Ghost Banner, surrounded by a hazy, precious light, Qing Sui felt an imminent life-or-death crisis looming over him.

His body, which had long been immune to heat and cold after the formation of the Golden Core, was now constantly sweating, his robes becoming soaked in an instant.

How is that possible?

This soul banner actually possesses some of the aura of a high-grade magic weapon?

'How many people has this Yin Gu killed during this period?'

'No, have you heard of any family being wiped out in the Qingkong Cliff or Baiyangze area?'

Qing Sui's mind raced, and he forced a fawning smile, saying humbly:
"Senior Brother Yin Gu has misunderstood!"

He gave an awkward smile, took a half step back, and gripped the Yin Soul White Bone Sword in his hand.

In reality, he was wary and unwilling to get involved in the thousand-year feud between Biyue Pavilion and Xuanyang Mountain, lest he be taken advantage of by Fang Yi.

"Junior Brother Qing Sui has a wood elemental root, right?"

Seeing the apprehension in Qing Sui's eyes, Fang Yi nodded slightly. After establishing his authority, he was now tempting her with benefits.

"If I remember correctly, Junior Brother Qing Sui has the Yin Wood Spiritual Root."

If we could obtain a magical artifact based on the principles of wood cultivation, it would be enough to help my junior brother break through his bottleneck.

"What does Senior Brother Yin Gu mean?" Qing Sui's face showed interest, but in his heart he was looking for an escape route.

Both being True Immortals at the Core Formation stage, Yin Gu was incredibly audacious, plotting to steal the spiritual possessions of those madwomen from the Fire Path of the Azure Water Pavilion.

Even if it succeeds, so what?
Can we share some of the benefits with him?
The most important thing now is to get out of there as soon as possible.

Fang Yi ignored Qing Sui's subtle movements and flicked his finger, causing the phantom image of the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch to appear.

"The mid-grade magic treasure, the Blood Bodhi Branch, is a rare and pure magic treasure of the [Wood Life] Dao."

What do you think, Junior Brother Qing Sui?

Could it help my junior brother break through to a higher realm?

"Senior Brother Yin Gu, I have long coveted this mid-grade magic weapon of the [Wood Life] Dao."
But if it attracts the attention of that old monster from Xuan Yang Mountain, it would be far too much of a loss.” Qing Sui thought with apprehension.

Fang Yi's smile grew increasingly relaxed.

He said, "Xiao Yan has not been in the Core Formation stage for long, and the [Azure Blood Bodhi Branch] in his hand is just an ordinary mid-grade magic weapon."

The scheming and plotting among us fellow cultivators are not even top-grade magic weapons.

As a Grand Master, Tian Quezi wouldn't turn against my White Bone Sect while fighting to the death at Biyue Pavilion.

If Qing Sui is still worried, as long as his fundamental vital energy hasn't been damaged, we have powerful backers.

"Done!"

Qing Sui's eyes narrowed slightly; his mind was made up.

Just as Fang Yi said, Xiao Yan has powerful backing, and if he loses this opportunity, he may be stuck in a bottleneck for the rest of his life.

not to mention
It was an ordinary mid-grade magic weapon that wouldn't harm Xiao Yan's foundation, so Tian Quezi and Zhang Hengyi couldn't spare the time to use it.

"Senior Brother Yin Gu, what do you want me to do?"

"This is simple, come closer." Fang Yi smiled, a hint of surprise in his expression.

"The two Golden Core cultivators from Biyue Pavilion are about to emerge from seclusion, and they will surely make a move against Bai Yangze then."

"I will trouble you, junior brother, to assist Biyue Pavilion at that time, but Bai Yangze must not be defeated either."

"Senior Brother Yin Gu thinks too highly of me," Qing Sui said with a helpless expression.

"With my current cultivation level, I am neither a match for Miao Yun and Yun Hui of the Biyue Pavilion, nor a match for Yan Youtai."
How can we interfere with the outcome of their match?

He looked at Fang Yi with expectant eyes.

"It would be better to..."
Why don't you, senior brother, take action yourself?

With his senior's background, he will surely achieve his goals with ease and without any setbacks.

"Junior Brother Qing Sui is joking."

Fang Yi spoke meaningfully:

"Others may not know the true nature of my White Bone Sect, but do you think I don't?"
Moreover, the sect leader opened the great tomb within the sect and bestowed upon a skeleton yaksha?

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Fang Yi to be the vanguard and lead the charge, Qing Sui didn't insist.

Before he condensed his core, he had been stuck at the bottleneck of the third level of core formation for too long because he had formed a low-grade true core.

These fellow disciples, who were once enemies but now surpassed each other in cultivation, now had a rare opportunity to obtain a treasure called [Wood Life].
Don't miss it!
Qing Sui's expression turned solemn. He bowed respectfully and said, "In that case, we will do as Senior Brother Yin Gu says."

I lent my senior brother a hand in scheming to acquire the fire-elemental spiritual items of the Azure Water Pavilion.

Senior brother, don't forget to help me plot against Xiao Yan and seize the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch to break through my bottleneck.

"Haha, don't worry, Junior Brother Qing Sui."

Biyue Pavilion is no ordinary place, and Xuanyang Mountain has an even more profound foundation. We are in the same boat, so we must work together.

Fang Yi smiled, and the Yin Spring flowed backward, falling back into the withered and flourishing banner of the Ruins Realm.

"Thank you for doing this, junior brother."

Qing Sui's complexion fluctuated, his brows were tense, and then gradually relaxed.

"Brother Yin Gu, you've got a good plan!"

He was wary, lest he be tricked by Fang Yi and discarded like a used tool.

Two years later.

In a remote corner of Baiyangze, on Qingquan Island, swirling clouds and mist formed a labyrinthine array, obscuring the surrounding energy.

The air around the ten-foot-long spring was humid, filled with mist, and a few white lotuses swayed in the breeze.

Xuanzhi held a jade ruler in her hand, wore an apricot-yellow robe, had a graceful figure, and slightly furrowed brows.

"This marrow is really annoying."

I have stated several times that I do not wish to become his Daoist partner, yet he persists like a stubborn plaster!

"Junior sister, don't be upset. It's good to have another Core Formation cultivator."

Judging by the timeline, Junior Sisters Miaoyun and Yunhui should be emerging from seclusion in the next few days.

The short and stocky Yu Fengzi wore a dark blue battle armor, with six precious beads spinning behind him.

Two years was enough time for him to refine and repair his natal treasure, the Heavy Water Turtle Pearl, and restore it to its full glory.

"Yeah, here we go again!"

Yu Fengzi gazed at the familiar aura that appeared on the horizon, a pale white beam of light shooting out, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Junior sister, please continue your cultivation. I will go and have a word with Qing Sui."

"Afterwards, when attacking Baiyangze and Qingkong Cliff, having an additional Core Formation cultivator would be extremely beneficial."

"Senior brother, please go ahead." Xuanzhi gathered a strand of hair from her temple and shook her head helplessly.

A moment later, black light rose, and Yu Fengzi smiled, his demeanor gentle and his face benevolent.

"Master Qing Sui, are you here again to find Junior Sister Xuan Zhi?"

"Haha, thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist."

Master Qing Sui was dressed in a dark black robe, wearing a black jade crown, and his sideburns were combed up, clearly dressed up carefully.

He looked helpless. "Fellow Daoist Yu Fengzi, why is Fellow Daoist Xuanzhi so cold to me?"

(End of this chapter)