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

Chapter 775 Whispers of Subtle Charm, Taking Another Step into the Deep Pool

'Won't you go back on your word?'

Fang Yi sneered inwardly. The oath of inner demons benefits the soul, but the greatest backlash from breaking the oath is that it interferes with breaking through realms and reduces the chances of success.

If Miao Yun is like him, a genuine Golden Core cultivator with the potential to reach the Nascent Soul stage, then there's a 30% chance of it being true.

However, for a pseudo-Golden Core cultivator, the path to enlightenment is inherently arduous. Even Great True Immortals rely on the Azure Water Pavilion's relentless cultivation to have any chance of success.

A vow made by inner demons?

How can someone who has no hope of reaching the Nascent Soul stage be trusted?

“Fellow Daoist Miaoyun, I will give you two months to persuade Huo Wumu Xin of Biyue Pavilion.”

"Two months?" Miao Yun sneered. Did she really think Biyue Pavilion was a charity?

Can you really make a promise as easily as you say you're making a third-grade superior Fire Phoenix Wood Heart?

"Fellow Daoist Yin Gu is joking. The deal we made was that after conquering Yunhe Island, I would offer you the Fire Phoenix Wood Heart."
"The matter is still far from being settled, and my Biyue Pavilion is not a charity!"

"What about this then?"

The sleeve was filled with the dry, corpse-like energy. Fang Yi intercepted the crimson yin energy from the withered and flourishing small cave and incorporated it into his own energy.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the scorching heat of the corpses dissipated, water vapor rose, and the once vibrant plants withered and turned yellow.

"At the third level of Core Formation cultivation, he's only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the next realm."

Miao Yun frowned and her expression changed slightly. Just now, her Yin Bone cultivation was at the third level of Core Formation.

'This old monster didn't use his full strength when he fought Yan Youtai just now.'

Her gaze swept over Qing Sui, who was half a step behind and standing by with his hands at his sides, and she felt a surge of joy.

No wonder Qing Sui, that cunning old fox, is so sensible; he's already been taught a lesson and suffered a great loss.

"At the third level of Core Formation cultivation, he's still practicing the [Blood-Nourishing Drought Demon Book], and his Yin Bone is trying to forcefully break through using the power of the Fire Phoenix Wood Heart?"

If so
Miao Yun's thoughts shifted within her sea of ​​consciousness. Her previous defeat had shattered any possibility of her conquering Yunhe Island.

If one's Yin Bone cultivation advances further, one can break through to the fourth level of Core Formation. Although there is only one level separating the breakthrough, there will be a significant transformation afterward.

If the two join forces, they might be able to conquer Yunhe Island.

Before Yan Youtai's breakthrough, he didn't have such a formidable and almost overwhelming advantage.
Thinking of this, Miaoyun felt a surge of excitement in her heart.

"Brother Yin Gu, you have quite the scheme!"

"When you make your move against Yan Youtai, you'll be waiting right here. It seems to me that you're determined to obtain this Fire Phoenix Wood Heart, Brother Dao."

“Fellow Daoist Miaoyun, this is something that benefits both parties if we cooperate.”

"This is a rare opportunity, fellow Daoist. If you miss it this time, you will never have another chance."

Fang Yi's robes fluttered in the breeze, his demeanor serene and ethereal.

The third-grade superior-quality Fire Phoenix Wood core is extremely rare, almost impossible for ordinary Core Formation cultivators to obtain.

In the vast Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, such spiritual objects occasionally appear, but they are always held in the hands of Grand Masters and sect leaders, making them priceless and unavailable for sale.

However, the value of the Biyue Pavilion's lineage is more than ten times that of the Firewood.

The two True Immortals, Miaoyun and Yunhui, both had faked their Golden Elixir, in order to compete for the opportunities within the Biyue Pavilion.

The two of them would not miss any opportunity to gain the favor of Grand Master Yuyuan.

"We will wait for you for two months. If you do not arrive within two months..."

Fang Yi slightly closed his eyes, a sharp glint in them revealing Miao Yun's thoughts.

If the Jade Water Pavilion were truly of paramount importance, it would not have concealed its elixirs or vied for the sect's lineage.

He spoke softly, his deep voice captivating:
"There is also a True Person Yun Hui at Qingkong Cliff. If Fellow Daoist Miaoyun has no intention of doing so, I think she would most likely be interested."

'This Yin Bone Old Monster has an old grudge against Yan Youtai; he's here for revenge.'

Miao Yun seemed to be deep in thought. She had heard in her early years that Yin Gu had been severely injured by Master Jiu Han and then disappeared.

It now appears that Yan Youtai or Tianji Peak were behind this.

If it weren't for past grievances, Fang Yi of Qingkong Cliff would be no more troublesome than Yan Youtai.

Once Yan Youtai's divination skills break through to the third-tier superior level, with the feedback, he will be able to fight against True Persons of the sect leader level.

Even without breaking through to the Dao of Divination, he is still one of the most troublesome cultivators among those in the mid-stage of Core Formation.

'Fight?'

Let's wait for the right opportunity.

Miao Yun hesitated, even though she was a Golden Core cultivator, she was still valued by Yu Yuanzi.

To obtain such a precious material as the Fire Phoenix Wood Heart, she would have to pay a considerable price.
Having seen through Miao Yun's thoughts, Fang Yi's Nether Banner swayed in his hand, and black mist completely concealed his figure.

"My time is precious, so please make a decision as soon as possible, Miaoyun."

He added fuel to the fire, saying meaningfully:

"Yan Youtai's Heavenly Secrets Dao has not yet broken through to the third-tier upper grade, so you and I still have a chance to compete. Once the Heavenly Secrets Dao breaks through, his combat ability will surely increase greatly, and I can then retreat."

Fang Yi, who was stationed at Qingkong Cliff, was no match for True Person Yun Hui. If they waited for Yun Hui to recover to her full strength...
Fellow Daoist, are you willing to give up the Biyue Pavilion lineage?

"The Fire Phoenix Wood Heart belongs to the Azure Water Pavilion, not to be taken by you, fellow Daoist."

"I agree to this!"

Miao Yun's expression changed slightly, as if the sharp words had struck her right in the heart.

If it were a spiritual object belonging to the categories of "water" or "moon," which would greatly benefit her cultivation, she would continue to hesitate.

However, since Huowumu Xin is a follower of Zoroastrianism and has paid a certain price, it is not impossible for him to be transferred.

"At most two months!"

She said sincerely:

"I have tried my best to persuade my master to devise a plan involving the Firewood Heart."

Fellow Daoist, you also need to leave a guarantee, lest you, Yin Bone, escape after breaking through to the next realm, leaving the sect with nothing.

'The matter is accomplished'

Seeing Miao Yun's heart flutter and her promise, Fang Yi was overjoyed.

He was only 20-30% confident in his plan to destroy the firewood, so he made a careless move.

Unexpectedly, both Golden Core cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion were outwardly impressive but inwardly rotten.

He has some skill, but he's still a bit short of inheriting the legacy of the Biyue Pavilion.

These are the cultivators with the greatest gambling instinct.

Fang Yi solemnly promised:

"Fellow Daoist Miaoyun, please rest assured. Neither the Biyue Pavilion nor my White Bone Sect wants Xuan Yang Mountain to dominate."
If you don't believe me, I can swear an oath against my own inner demons.

Miao Yun nodded slightly and immediately asked Fang Yi to make a vow against his inner demons.

Firewood heartwood is rare and can be used as the main material for refining mid-grade magic weapons, unless there is sufficient reason.

Even as a Golden Core cultivator, she found it difficult to persuade the senior cultivators in her sect.

Fang Yi did not hesitate, his divine sense flowing, forming a magic seal.

"With my inner demons as witness, once I obtain the Fire Phoenix Wood Heart, I will certainly assist Fellow Daoist Miaoyun in attacking Yunhe Island."

If this oath is broken, the soul will suffer the torment of inner demons.

"Brother Yin Gu, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"

Miaoyun was completely relieved.

While the oath made by one's inner demons may not be very useful, it is at least a form of restraint.

The most crucial thing is
She glanced at Qing Suizi, who had remained silent throughout.

The Old Monster of Yin Bones comes from the White Bone Sect, and since they share the same stance, he would never betray his own fundamental interests.

She bowed respectfully.

"Brother Dao, please wait patiently."

Two months later, Huo Wumu Xin will arrive. After that, I will need your help, brother, to defeat Yan Youtai and destroy Yunhe Island.

"I await your good news, fellow Daoist."

The lingering sound faded away, the black mist instantly dissipated, and Fang Yi vanished without a trace.

Only one sound transmission bone talisman remained, hovering in the air, absorbing and releasing spiritual energy.

Qing Sui frowned, then thought of the upcoming battle between Biyue Pavilion and Xuan Yang Mountain.

He also transformed into a beam of light and fled.

There's plenty of time in the future; there will always be a time to scheme against Xiao Yan.

If we don't leave now, if we linger and refuse to leave, Yan Youtai will come knocking on our door, and we will surely be dragged down by Biyuege.

If one cannot defeat Yan Youtai, one cannot take down Xiao Yan. Using such methods would waste talismans and magical artifacts, making it a losing proposition.

Throughout his spiritual practice, he has never engaged in any unprofitable business.

In the blink of an eye.

Two beams of light vanished into the horizon, leaving only the cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion on the desolate island. "To persuade Master Yu Yuan, we will need the assistance of Xuan Zhi and Yu Fengzi."

Miao Yun hesitated for a moment, then sent out a transmission talisman.

A quarter of an hour later.

Xuanzhi, dressed in a butterfly-yellow robe, carrying a medicine basket and jade ginseng, returned to heal her wounds.

With reservations, she said, "Senior Sister Miaoyun, this Yin Bone Monster cannot be trusted!"

"How could I not know about this?"

"Those who can form their elixir within the White Bone Sect, whether through green marrow or yin bones, what upright gentleman, untainted by the mud, could possibly remain untainted?"

Miao Yun slightly closed her eyes, concealing the glint in them.

“Junior Sister Xuanzhi, Yin Bone is unreliable, and Qing Marrow has many ulterior motives.”

However, in suppressing Xuan Yang Mountain, the White Bone Sect is a reliable ally.

This is a fundamental conflict of interest. After severely damaging the Azure Water Pavilion, will Xuan Yang Mountain be tempted to acquire the spiritual veins and cave dwellings under the White Bone Sect's control?

Yu Fengzi nodded, seemingly persuaded, and began to advise:

“Junior Sister Xuanzhi, the White Bone Sect cannot abandon its fundamental interests. Reclaiming [Baiyangze] will greatly benefit our future cultivation.”

"This"

Xuanzhi pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

She inherited the medical tradition of the Biyue Pavilion, and although Yunhe Island in Baiyangze was taken away, it did not fundamentally harm her.

But ultimately, we must consider the interests of our fellow disciples.

A hint of joy flashed in Miaoyun's eyes. With a light tap of her slender hand, a dark blue bead rolled out from her sleeve.

"Thank you for your assistance, Junior Sister Xuanzhi and Junior Brother Yufeng."

A quarter of an hour later.

A six-winged feathered serpent phantom, flapping its wings, shot out from the island, riding the gusts of wind.

Above the clouds, Qing Sui, wrapped in a robe of Yin Soul, gazed in the direction the six-winged feathered serpent had fled, his pupils slightly contracting.

"Brother Yin Gu's predictions are truly prophetic; Miao Yun indeed sought help from Qianbo Lake."

He was puzzled.

The Golden Elixir Master has a bright future ahead of him; why does Miao Yun strive for a temporary victory?
Fang Yi nodded slightly and said in a low voice:
"Junior Brother Qing Sui, be prepared. Whether you can obtain the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch will be decided in our next encounter."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Netherworld Banner fluttered, and Fang Yi's figure vanished without a trace.

Half an hour later.

A thousand miles away, a faint light appeared, and Fang Yi, dressed in a black brocade robe, strolled through the layer of gale-force winds.

"We've arrived at Yunhe Island."

"Now we must see how far Yan Youtai's understanding of the Heavenly Secrets has progressed."

With a slight movement of his fingertips, the banners of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing swayed.

A few moments.

A pale purple beam of light rose from a water cave outside Yunhe Island.

Changsun Jie's face was cold, and he was dressed in a plain white robe, sitting above the clouds.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and with a light grasp of his five fingers, the bag of warding off disasters and accumulating blessings was held in his hand.

"Buzz!"

With the help of Changsun Jie's elixir, Fang Yi held a gray treasure bag and was covered in a thousand sharp auras.

Yunhe Island.

Twenty-four jade pillars stood tall, their array patterns flowing and transforming into cloud-like patterns.

At the heart of the island, the Miaokong Spiritual Spring, with its white jade base, is enveloped in mist and life, its gentle murmur soothing to the soul.

"With such a foundation, Yin Bone can fight against a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator."
Fortunately, I have a backup plan. Once I break through the Heavenly Secrets Path, I will thoroughly cleanse the Azure Water cultivators.

And, the last competitor.”

Yan Youtai sat cross-legged, his gaze cold and menacing as he looked toward Qingkong Cliff.

"There's plenty of time ahead. I currently have the upper hand. As long as I proceed steadily, Fang Yi will be nothing more than a small stumbling block on my path of cultivation."

"In the cultivation world, strength reigns supreme; all I need to do is break through."

He held a celestial globe in his hand, and the Daoist rhyme flowed through it. [Wu Gengzi's "Discourse on the Three Changes"]

As the sun sets in the west, the crescent moon rises, casting its silvery glow.

The dappled moonlight reflected off the wondrous spring, and Yan Youtai exhaled a breath of turbid air, awakening from the Daoist reverie.

"I have benefited greatly. Master Wugengzi truly deserves to be the founder of the Tianji Peak sect."

These three interpretations are all gems, and they provide a clear path forward.

At most three years, at most ten years, I hope to reach a higher realm of the Heavenly Secrets Dao and become a top-tier master of the Third-Order Upper-Grade Heavenly Secrets Dao.”

His eyes flashed with a sharp light as he looked beyond the forbidden area.

"Um?

The familiar aura... is that Xiao Yan?

He waved his hand and cast a magic seal, causing the magical barrier to crack open, creating a portal about ten feet wide.

"Please, Uncle-Master Xiao Yan."

"Greetings, Master Yan."

Xiao Yan's face was ashen, with a black jade pendant in his left ear, and his eyes reflected a dim light, like a cold moon and green bamboo.

Looking at Yan Youtai, who sat cross-legged beside the spiritual spring, exuding mysterious energy and holding a celestial globe in his hand, he felt extremely wary.

'This Yan Youtai has made further progress in his cultivation.'

He tightened the lush green branches in his sleeve, his heart filled with extreme apprehension.

The essence of the Blood Bodhi Branch is exceptionally high, but until it becomes a top-grade magic weapon, it cannot give him absolute certainty of victory.

"What important matter brings Uncle-Master Xiao Yan here?"

Yan Youtai noticed Xiao Yan's emotional changes, but he did not try to stop him.

As a talent, Xiao Yan's only use is to use his essence and vitality to forge another sect-protecting magic weapon for Tianji Peak.

Since Xiao Yan achieved the Golden Core stage, his future path has been predetermined.

Why would anyone care about the cost of consumables?
"Changsun Jie sent a message requesting a meeting with you and me, but Master Yan was in seclusion and did not notice for the time being."

Xiao Yan was displeased, if not for Changsun Jie's indifference to bribery.

He was refining magical artifacts and accumulating resources in his cave, and had no intention of coming to see Yan Youtai and making a fool of himself.

"Junior Brother Changsun Jie?"

How could he have time to come to Yunhe Island? Could it be because of Fang Yi's injury at the hands of Yun Hui of Biyue Pavilion?

Yan Youtai stood up, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

Changsun Jie is only at the early stage of Core Formation, but he is the key to victory in the struggle for Fang Yi's life and fortune, so he must not be taken lightly.

"Walk!

Uncle-Master Xiao Yan, let's go see Junior Brother Changsun together.

Watching Yan Youtai tugging at his sleeves as he walked towards the Yingfeng Pavilion on Yunhe Island, Xiao Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

His mindset has changed, and he no longer wishes for Fang Yi to die.

With one less sect leader to restrain them, Yan Youtai led the cultivators of the Great Victory over the Azure Water Pavilion.

Unfortunately, Yan Youtai's power was already firmly established, and it was too late.

Xiao Yan placed all his hopes on the Blood Bodhi Branch.

Yingfeng Pavilion

Bamboo sways in the breeze, a few red plum blossoms adorn the scene, and wisps of smoke rise from a bronze lion-shaped incense burner.

Huang Huaiyu, wearing a mountain and river crown, with a round body and a protruding belly, blocked Yu Feihong's path.

He squinted and warned:

"Fellow Daoist Yu, some things should be left unsaid."

Now, Master Yan has defeated three masters from the Biyue Pavilion: Xuanzhi, Yufengzi, and Miaoyun.

Stop those disrespectful actions of yours now, and then apologize to Master Yan with a bundle of thorns on your back.

"Fellow Daoist Huaiyu, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Yu Feihong wore a jeweled crown and a purple-gold robe adorned with pearls that could ward off fire, calm the wind, and suppress water, exuding an aura of wealth and nobility.

"Master Yan's advance is unstoppable, and I am also delighted. How could I act unwisely?"

"Ha, I heard from my clan disciples that the Yu family disciples of Wushi Mountain have been secretly acting at Qingkong Cliff."

(End of this chapter)