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

Chapter 773 The Subtle Rhyme Attacks, Fang Yi the Fisherman

A six-story ancient building was erected, radiating precious light, with the inscription "Tianlu Mingxiao Tower" written in iron hooks and silver lines.

The ancient building is built on a base of jade, with black glazed tiles and thirty-six pillars made of lightning-struck wood. The pillars are inscribed with golden characters and laws, and the white jade eaves gleam. A powerful drumbeat resounds from inside the building.

"Edict!"

Yan Youtai stared at Miaoyun Zhenren with a chilling gaze, and a mysterious aura descended like shackles.

Thousand-Mile Breath Locking Technique!
"A Golden Core cultivator?"
"I have made some progress in my cultivation of the Three Changes Theory, and I am just missing a cultivator of sufficient stature."

He reached out and made a grasping motion, causing the Tianlu Mingxiao Tower to tremble violently.

Its entire body was milky white with flowing golden light, and the golden light of jade was as dazzling as water. In front of him, a simple and ancient longsword was formed, which gleamed with a chilling light.

"Zheng!"

The sword hummed softly, and the longsword, surrounded by mysterious light, completely concealed itself, appearing simple and unadorned.

"Mingxiao Spirit-Slaying Sword!"

"Zheng!"

The melodious sword cry turned into a high-pitched one, with continuous clanging sounds, transforming into a black gold sword that slashed down.

"Be careful, Senior Sister Miaoyun!"

Even without Xuanzhi's reminder, Miaoyun already felt a faint stinging sensation in her soul.

Such power?
Such sharpness?

"Truly worthy of being the next generation successor of Tianji Peak!"

"Hahaha, this truly delights me!"

Miao Yun looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, while the vast water beneath her feet flowed and transformed into a majestic river with its azure waves undulating.

咕噜 咕噜
A wisp of silver light gathered, and a bright moon rose in the long river, its silvery light illuminating all directions.

"Yan Youtai, Junior Sister Yun Hui has the Youyue Pearl to suppress her inner strength."

Guess what I have in my hand?

"Buzz!"

With a slender, delicate hand, she extended her arm, and the bright moon transformed into a curved blade that fell into her hand.

The moonlight shone through the curved blade, making its edge gleam with a silvery sheen, sending chills down one's spine.

"Crescent Moon Slash!"

"Clang!" The silver moonlight fell, cutting through gold and jade.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal was piercing, the dark light was chilling and intimidating, and the golden words and laws flowed.

"boom!"

A gust of wind howled past, stirring up clouds and water into towering waves. The clash of their magical powers created a crater a hundred feet deep.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The water in Baiyangze flowed back and forth, constantly filling the huge pit.

"Come again!"

Miao Yun, with her graceful figure, wielded the Xuan Yue Blade, her spiritual body possessing a pure and refined essence.

The Crescent Moon Blade was not a high-grade magic weapon, but it was in harmony with his essence, and wielding it did not consume too much magic power.

"The Crescent Moon Blade?"

The personal treasure of the previous Grand Master of the Jade Water Pavilion, it seems, is indeed a perfect match for you, as this treasure, like yours, belongs to the Water and Moon element.

Yan Youtai's eyes narrowed slightly. This Xuan Yue Blade was a mid-grade magic weapon with the Six Paths Treasure Restriction Perfected, painstakingly refined by Li Yue, the previous Great Master of Biyue Pavilion.

The original intention was to leave behind another treasure for the sect, but ultimately, it lacked a bit of luck.

In terms of killing power alone, the Xuan Yue Blade is top-tier, even surpassing the Tian Lu Ming Xiao Lou.

and.
He gazed intently at Miaoyun Zhenren; her exposed skin was crystal clear, as if a faint silver glow emanated from her bones.

"So it was the Crescent Moon Blade."

Above the gale-force winds, the slender Qing Sui Zhenren, dressed in a black robe, held a white bone relic pagoda in his hand.

"Miaoyun possesses a water-elemental root, is a Golden Core cultivator, and also has a [Moon]-attribute spiritual body, which is sufficient to unleash the full potential of the Xuan Yue Blade."
If he could defeat Yan Youtai.”

His gaze was fixed on the foyer, his eyes filled with greed.

In the mirror, Xiao Yan drives the Blood-Red Bodhi Branch, its rich vitality almost tangible.

Even though he was injured by Xuanzhi and Yufengzi working together, he recovered from his injuries in the blink of an eye thanks to the nourishment of the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch.

"Not to mention surpassing Yan Youtai, even just holding Yan Youtai back, how could Xiao Yan alone be a match for Yu Fengzi, Yan Li, and Xuan Zhi?"
"How long can Xiao Yan hold out relying solely on the power of his magic weapon?"

"That's unacceptable!"

His face was slightly dark, and a blue-faced yaksha appeared in the white bone stupa, its aura ferocious.

"Senior Brother Yin Gu, we must act immediately, otherwise it will be too late if the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch falls into the hands of the Azure Water Pavilion."

"Junior Brother Qing Sui, please calm down."

Fang Yi wore a green robe, his eyes calm.

A wisp of light appeared at his fingertips, his magical power constantly rotating, slowly absorbing the magical power generated by the aftershocks of Yan Youtai and Miaoyun's battle.

Qing Sui frowned deeply, a hideous demonic face appeared on his robe, and his words were extremely fierce:
"The Blood-Red Bodhi Branch is crucial to my breakthrough. If anything goes wrong, don't blame me for turning against you!"

"Without my assistance and without the White Bone Sect to rely on, the Azure Water Pavilion will not easily back down."

Fang Yi frowned slightly, holding the two magic orbs that had gathered, and looked down.

"Quiet!"

"Yin Gu, I will do my best to help you, but don't push your luck!"

Master Qing Sui's face was gloomy, and the white bone relic pagoda shone with a brilliant light. "I am no match for you, but can you kill me?"
"We are both in the early stage of Core Formation. If you severely injure me, it will inevitably expose your presence."

"Hey, after all this effort in planning the Azure Water Pavilion, are you really going to give up that top-grade third-tier spiritual item?"

"[The Path of the Drought Demon] Without the aid of fire-based spiritual objects, can you continue?"

"Noisy!"

Faced with Qing Sui's indirect probing, Fang Yi did not dwell on it.

The White Bone Sect Master is indeed cunning, ruthless, and utterly untrustworthy.

Even when interests align, they are constantly testing each other's limits, striving for more benefits, and seeing if they can gain even a little more advantage.

The competition within the White Bone Sect is fierce, as fellow disciples are all top-grade spiritual objects and highly nourishing elixirs.

Over time, these small, accumulated benefits can accumulate into a substantial foundation, and may one day save a life.

If Qing Sui hadn't been so meticulous in his planning, he wouldn't have lived long enough to condense his true elixir.

How should we deal with such cultivators?
Fang Yi's eyes turned slightly cold. No matter how ruthless the White Bone Sect was, it couldn't compare to the competition within the Nether Spring Sect.

He continued to draw magical power from his palm, and a banner surrounded by yin energy rose behind him, accompanied by the wails of vengeful ghosts and the presence of pale white skulls.

"Wow!"

The banner surface is delicate and smooth, and the graceful and eerie figure of the Crimson Princess is faintly visible.

Her bluish-gray five fingers extended, transforming into a ghostly claw surrounded by corpse energy.

"Tear it!"

An invisible claw-like shadow descended, tearing through the precious light with streaks of crimson-gray spiritual light.

A piercing tearing sound rang out, and the white bone stupa was easily suppressed.

"I said shut up!"

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint in his eyes.

Cultivators like Qing Sui would take advantage of any slight setback. If it weren't for their continued usefulness, they would have been refined into the Ruins Realm's cycle of decay and renewal long ago.

"The Azure Marrow, no matter what trump cards the Abyss Sea left behind, will greatly boost your confidence."

But I'll say it one last time.

If you ruin my important plans, don't even mention the Bloodstained Bodhi Branch.

"Your very soul and life, you will not be spared."

"My Myriad Soul Banner is still missing a third-tier main soul."

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

As if in response to Fang Yi's warning, pairs of scarlet ghost eyes opened on the banner.

One by one, grotesque ghosts, some with severed hands, some without feet, and some without heads, appeared on the banner, their auras tragic.

"Yes!

"As Brother Yin Gu commands!"

Qing Sui was greatly shocked and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

A man like him who has survived to this day must not care about saving face at all.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, unseen for some time, has grown even more powerful. The fierce ghosts within the banner howl, and the aura emanating from it is no weaker than the Xuan Yue Blade refined by Miao Yun.

He had never seen a single one of the Myriad Soul Banners of the Six Paths Treasure Restriction, which the White Bone Sect had accumulated over a thousand years.

The White Bone Sect, the leader of this demonic sect, is nowhere to be found, and this vast Great Cloud Realm certainly doesn't possess such a powerful demonic treasure. "Good for you to know your place."

A gray light appeared in Fang Yi's eyes as he remotely sensed the fighting energy on Yunhe Island.

"Yan Youtai is not that simple."
Although the Crescent Moon Blade is powerful and has the potential to be upgraded to a high-grade magic weapon, there's a world of difference if it falls just one step short.

With a flick of his finger, a beam of light descended, and runes such as "Photograph," "Reflect," and "Illuminate" appeared on the photographic mirror.

In the blink of an eye, the precious mirror expanded to ten zhang in size, reflecting the scene of cultivators such as Yan Youtai, Miaoyun, and Yanli fighting in the sky above Yunhe Island.

Cyan, blue, gold, silver, and red—each color shone brilliantly, each occupying a territory and evolving into a realm of law.

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate rotates, the runes of Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li flow, constantly peering for flaws in the subtle rhythm;
The golden words of the Heavenly Law Bright Cloud Tower were chanted and sung, carrying the power to uproot mountains and destroy peaks as they pressed down;

Not to be outdone, Master Miaoyun moved with an ethereal grace, her silvery moonlight flowing around her, connecting with the energy of the Xuan Yue Blade and becoming one with it.

Her flowing dress made her resemble a fairy from the moon palace, exuding a strange charm. She moved with unbridled grace, shattering the golden scripture and destroying the eight trigrams.

With the power of the Crescent Moon Blade, it was able to simultaneously contend with the two treasures and even gain a slight advantage.

'What is the power of this wondrous melody?'
It tastes so familiar, seemingly imbued with the essence of heaven and earth, yet it is not a divine gift of elixir.

Like Yun Huizi, this is another cultivator suspected of faking a Golden Core stage.

He shook his head slightly, put the magic orb into his sleeve, a strange look appearing in his eyes, and thought to himself:

'If I had not cultivated the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing," I would have reached the pinnacle of Qi perception.'
Even cultivators who have reached the Great True Person realm will likely not be able to detect it without thoroughly examining their dantian and qi sea.

However, the path to immortality is private and exclusive.

Which Core Formation cultivator would be so foolish as to allow others to meticulously uncover their foundation and inner strength, thus placing their life and death in the hands of another?

"The grass lines and gray snakes, the hidden veins stretching for thousands of miles, it's truly a familiar style of move-making."
Is this the Heavenly Missing Child of Tianji Peak? This hidden seed was planted at least 60 years ago.

A cultivator who has reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Secrets path is truly terrifying and awe-inspiring.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he already had his answer in his heart. He was even more optimistic about Chi Meizi's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage.

'In that case, Yan Youtai and Xiao Yanfang deserve to die even more.'

Even if Xuan Yang Mountain expands further, the benefits gained will have an upper limit.

With a master at Tianji Peak, and as long as You Xishan lives, no one else has any hope of inheriting the lineage.

'If Yan Youtai wants to advance further, he can only contend with him. This is a struggle for the path to immortality; no cultivator can concede.'

Fang Yi's eyes were slightly closed, calm as the sea, unfathomable.

By sending Changsun Jie to infiltrate Yunhe Island, even if something unexpected happens, it would be enough to set things right.

"Let's wait and see."
Yan Youtai also stood out among the many celestial strategists; his methods were ruthless, and he was no ordinary person.

"Now is not the time to act."

Fifteen minutes later, on Yunhe Island.

Xiao Yan gently shook the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch in his hand, sweeping away the Heavy Water Pearl, and escaped from the muddy Dharma Realm.

"Gulu!"

He immediately swallowed a pill, and a gentle surge of life force restored his mana and blood essence.

Through his constant refining day and night, the Bodhi branch of the Azure Blood grew ever more compatible with his heart.

However, facing a lineup like Yu Fengzi, Xuanzhi, and Yanli, he could only barely protect himself by relying on formations.

Even so
To borrow the precious and sacred Bodhi branch, a considerable price was paid.

Xiao Yan hardened his heart.

"A top-grade magic weapon!"
We must refine the Blood Bodhi Branch into a top-grade magic weapon.

Only with a superior-grade magic weapon by one's side can one establish a sufficient foundation for becoming a Core Formation True Immortal and occupy a place in Xuan Yang Mountain.

In the center of the battlefield, the wind howled incessantly, and two opposing forces collided, creating ripples.

"Zheng!"

The Crescent Moon Blade emitted a cold light as it clashed with Tianlu Mingxiaolou's attack, with the silver moon blade subtly gaining the upper hand.

Miao Yun's eyes closed slightly.

Is this all the tricks you have up your sleeve?

A square, pure crown draped over his head, wisps of pure energy cascading down. Holding a dragon-headed staff carved from ancient wood, Yan Youtai's face showed disappointment.

"With such a foundation, he's merely more powerful in terms of magical energy. Let alone compared to Zhang Hengyi of the Ancestral Hall..."
Even if he were to compete with Fang Yi, he would only be slightly better.

His yin-yang eight trigrams robe had yin-yang fish eyes that seemed to swim around, and his eyes were filled with disappointment.

"If that's true, it's no wonder that even with the Nether Spring Pearl in hand, Yun Hui'er couldn't take down Qingkong Cliff."

Let's stop here.

Seeing Xiao Yan's low spirits, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

That's enough, this one stimulus is enough.

If this continues, Xiao Yan will damage his foundation and neglect the refinement of the Blood Bodhi Branch, a magical treasure.

With a slight tremor of his sleeve, a fist-sized stone prison, covered in magical restrictions, flew out from his sleeve.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar erupted as a massive tiger with greyish-yellow stripes, its face contorted in a ferocious expression, swung its long tail, and leaped into the air like the master of the forest.

"disease!"

With a flick of his fingertip, Yan Youtai sent a stream of scarlet blood essence, which condensed into a gem-like blood bead, landing on the demon beast's brow.

"go with!"

"A third-tier savage beast, the Grey Tiger?!"

"Roar!"

Under Miao Yun's vigilance, the large, gray-yellow striped tiger, with its agile movements, landed behind Yan Li.

"not good!"

Miao Yun's expression changed slightly. The appearance of an additional low-grade third-tier savage beast would inevitably disrupt the balance.

The easiest to break through, and the one with the lowest cultivation level, is...
"Junior Sister Yanli, be careful!"

She immediately issued a warning.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me?!"

Yan Youtai tapped the nine-wood Azure Dragon Staff lightly in his hand.

The ancient wooden staff is about five feet long, with a dark blue-black color and ancient dragons carved all over it, with faint wood-attribute spiritual energy gathered on it.

"Fall!" Three beams of spiritual light shot out.

"Buzz!"

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Disc rotates, locking onto the eight methods of Qi and probing the cultivator's weaknesses.

The Heavenly Law Bright Sky Tower shone brightly, and the Golden Law Flowed, temporarily restraining the Mysterious Moon Blade.

Yan Youtai unleashed his surging magical power, and the Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff shimmered with azure light, transforming into a ferocious azure dragon.

Azure dragon extends its claws!

"wrong!"

Miao Yun's heart stirred slightly as she sensed an impending life-or-death crisis.

"That vile servant Yun Hui deserves to die! She actually spread false information!"

"Tsk!"

Above the gale-force winds, Fang Yi straightened his clothes, holding the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand, his aura chilling.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Sui, it's our turn to make our appearance."

"disease!"

His magical power surged into the banner.

A ghostly aura permeated the air, and a pale white bone banner stood tall. From the delicate human skin on the banner, eerie laughter emanated.

Chi Yan Ji had bluish-gray skin and damp, algae-like black hair. She extended a claw.

"Tear!"

The eerie green claw-like shadow slammed down from the gale-force winds.

"who!"

Yan Youtai's expression changed slightly as he sensed a familiar aura.

"What a coward!"

The gray, corpse lotus bloomed, and Fang Yi, barefoot, stepped down the lotus steps.

He bowed respectfully, his demeanor gentle, his eyes revealing a clear, yet cruel, childlike innocence.

"Greetings, Master Yan."

'The power of that Myriad Souls Banner has increased once again.'

Yan Youtai's eyes showed apprehension; he hadn't seen a soul banner-type magic weapon of this quality for a long time.

(End of this chapter)