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

Chapter 780 Three Years Later, the Wind Rises and the Green Grass Reveals Its Fangs
Upon hearing Yan Youtai speak, Huang Huaiyu immediately understood, felt a slight joy, and bowed respectfully.

"Yes, as Master Yan commands!"

He patted his storage bag and a burst of spiritual light shot out, causing twelve jade pillars to fall and pierce the ground.

"disease!"

As the storage bag opened wide, the spiritual items poured out.

Five-colored spiritual light transformed into jade bricks, stone pillars, main beams, and carved wooden windows, covering the jade pillars and forming the prototype of an ancient building.
The ancient building rose higher and higher, and in less than half an hour it was level with the Hanhai Building where Fang Yi was.

The storage bag was empty, and the second-tier spiritual items prepared in advance had been exhausted. Seeing this, Huang Huaiyu's eyes turned fierce. With a flick of his sleeve, several beams of spiritual light of varying sizes fell down.

"Buzz!"

The wooden beams were extended, the glazed tiles were laid down, and the carved railings and jade-paved platform took shape, completely overshadowing the Hanhai Tower.

Huang Huaiyu walked slowly to the front of the building and carefully replaced the plaque with a blank one.

He immediately turned his corpulent body, clasped his hands in a bow, and presented a wolf-hair ink brush, saying obsequiously:
"Reporting to Master Yan, I have established this ancient tower and returned the imperial edict. I hereby request that you bestow a name upon this tower."

"Not bad!"

Yan Youtai was quite satisfied, nodded slightly in approval, and took the wolf-hair brush.

He extended his five fingers, using his magical power as ink, and the brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, solemn and dignified.

【Jiejiao Pavilion】

The three spirit-patterned treasures shone brightly, faintly accompanied by the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling.

"It's a pity that my junior brother Fang isn't here, otherwise I could have asked him to take a look."

He closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and sighed softly, and continued to wield his brush, painting two lines of couplets on the pillars on either side of the plaque.

The Azure Dragon Staff suppresses the eroding wind.

[A Corner Tower Deeply Marks the Sea's Tragedy]

Among the crowd, Xiao Yan, dressed in a green robe with a red pendant swaying by his ear, stood tall and straight like a green bamboo, his heart filled with strange thoughts.

'After Yan You's cultivation broke through, he became increasingly domineering.'

He glanced at the Hanhai Tower, which was less than a hundred feet away, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

Cultivation is the most important skill.
After Yan Youtai's cultivation improved, he acted recklessly and without restraint, and no cultivators tried to stop him.

If one were not at the mid-stage of Core Formation, which True Person would be willing to tolerate such a humiliating slap in the face?

The Jiejiao Pavilion is meant to exorcise Fang Yi, this dragon, and to nail down the Hanhai Tower in Qingkong Cliff.

The warning was palpable.

Xiao Yan gazed at the Hanhai Tower, his heart filled with anticipation.

'Fang Yi, can you tolerate this?'

After a short while, the Hanhai Tower was completely silent, and Fang Yi still hadn't made a move.

"Old tortoise."

A hint of irritation flashed across Yan Youtai's eyes.

He knew what was going on with the Great Master Tianque, and had a vague guess as to why.

"What a pity, that old turtle Fang Yi is so calm and collected. Even when bullied like this, he just stays in the Han Hai Pavilion."

With a wave of his sleeve, twelve battle flags shot out.

The flags fluttered without wind, transforming into layers of laws and prohibitions that blended into the solemn and majestic ancient building.

"Buzz!"

As the foundation converged and jade steps emerged, the [Jiejiao Pavilion] shone brightly, rising higher and higher from the ground.

In a moment.

The Jiejiao Pavilion, surrounded by precious light, was solemn and majestic, making the Hanhai Tower appear dim and lackluster.

"boom!"

Yan Youtai stepped into the pavilion, and a vast aura soared into the sky, continuing to crush towards Hanhai Tower.

"Junior Brother Fang, why bother with my own residence? Why be so stingy with a single meeting?"

"Oh!"

A powerful, overwhelming pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, pressed down on the Hanhai Tower.

A precious light appeared, and the Azure Lotus Banner unfurled, its azure glow transforming into countless azure lotus blossoms, supporting the immense pressure.

Fang Yi's deep warning came:

"Is Master Yan being so aggressive because he wants to start a civil war before the arrival of the Azure Water Pavilion?"
"If that's the case, I'll fight you to the bitter end."

"Humph!"

Seeing that Fang Yi's words were a mix of soft and hard tactics, and that it was inappropriate to make a move under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Youtai coldly snorted and said:

"There's plenty of time ahead, Fang Yi. How long can you hold out?"

"Bastard!"

In the outer city, Li Heng, who was comforting the cultivators, had a gloomy expression as he looked at the towering [Jiejiao Pavilion].

"This Yama."

"Clang!" The sound of a sword echoed, suppressing Li Heng's words that were about to be spoken.

Zhu Huan frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed, and the gilded longsword on his back was drawn three feet from its sheath, exuding a chilling aura.

"Senior Brother Li, be careful with your words and actions! Do not speak recklessly about a Core Formation cultivator."

A blue aura descended, and Qin Yu, draped in a black silk robe and wearing a jade crown, slowly stepped out.

He glanced at Li Heng and warned:
"Junior Brother Heng, silence him!"

"I'm grateful for Junior Brother Zhu Huan's help this time, to prevent any unforeseen complications."

"It's nothing. We've been friends for many years, so I'll just say a few more words."

Senior Brother Li Heng, your spiritual awareness as a Core Formation True Person is vast and profound; it is beyond my ability to presume to judge you.

Zhu Huan bowed respectfully and carefully considered his words before speaking. "I have other important matters to attend to, so I will not disturb you two senior brothers any longer."

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist."

Li Heng's eyes blazed with barely concealed anger. He bowed in thanks and watched the gilded sword light disappear into the distance.

"It seems that Junior Brother Zhu Huan has no other intentions."

A glint of spiritual light emanated from Qin Yu's fingertips, casting a series of soundproof spells to isolate the inside from the outside, leaving only him and his fellow disciple.

Li Heng remained calm and composed, showing no trace of the careless words he had just uttered.

"Yes, my first reaction is genuine."

If Junior Brother Zhu Huan intended to join Tianji Peak, he wouldn't have used his magic sword to stop me from speaking.

Qin Yu nodded slightly.

The two brothers worked together in perfect harmony to probe Zhu Huan's changing thoughts, and the result reassured him somewhat.

"Among Foundation Establishment cultivators, apart from you and me, I regard Huang Daiyue and Zhu Huan as the most respected."

Huang Daiyue is a disciple of the Ancestral Hall and a descendant of the Great Master Guangsheng. He will not, and does not need to, seek refuge with Tianji Peak.

Zhu Huan had no other intentions; we could suppress the remaining Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators.”

"Damn Yan Youtai!"

Looking at the solemn and imposing Jiejiao Pavilion, which commands respect from all directions, Li Heng's eyes were filled with extreme fear, and he cursed in a low voice.

"What are you talking about, about jointly ruling Qingkong Cliff by the decree of the Great Master?"

This bastard clearly wants to seize power for himself and doesn't respect his master at all.

His eyes burned with fury. Qingkong Cliff had been breached, and his master, Fang Yi, had risked his life to kill Yu Hongzi and the Four-Winged Feathered Serpent.

Afterwards, he devoted himself to managing the ancient city, reporting to the sect to mobilize the treasure pavilion, alchemists, weapon refiners, and talisman masters.
He visited families and sects within a vast radius, and comforted cultivators specializing in weapon crafting and Foundation Establishment.

Every brick and tile in the city is imbued with his hard work.

It is rare that Qingkong Cliff is gradually becoming prosperous, and one can soar into the sky in a day.

Somehow, Yan Youtai persuaded the Grand Master of the sect to come and reap the benefits.
If it weren't for Yan Youtai's combined strength, Li Heng would have already twisted Yan Youtai's head off and sewn his soul into a prostitute's skin.

"Yan Youtai's transformation into the mid-stage of Core Formation was quite significant."

Qin Yu was not blinded by anger. His eyes were calm as he reached out to restrain his impulsive junior brother.

"Junior Brother Heng, calm down!"
Yan Youtai and his master are both True Persons of Xuanyang Mountain. Due to the sect rules, Yan Youtai's cultivation is slightly higher than his master's. At most, he can share control of Qingkong Cliff with his master.

If you act too impulsively and someone finds fault with you, that would be a big problem.

"Then what should we do?" Li Heng asked through gritted teeth, suppressing his anger.

"Yan Youtai is really going too far. This [Jiejiao Pavilion] is just the beginning."

If our Five Extremes Peak lineage doesn't intervene, our sphere of influence will inevitably be eroded step by step.

Qin Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he murmured, "We are ultimately just Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Even if one has the potential to condense the elixir, they are still worlds apart from a true cultivator who has achieved the elixir of immortality.

With past interests at stake, I can keep the cultivators in Qingkong Cliff in check for five years. After that, it will depend on Master.

"Zhao'er is out. Yu'er and Heng'er, come to Hanhai Tower to see me immediately."

A voice transmitted through their souls rang out, and Qin Yu and Li Heng exchanged a glance.

"Master's telepathic message?!"

The two exchanged a glance, and their figures vanished instantly within the magical barrier, heading towards the Vast Ocean Tower.

In front of Hanhai Tower.

As soon as the two entered the inner city, a huge shadow fell, making it feel oppressive.

A surging, profound aura rushed in from all directions, threatening to force the approaching cultivators to submit.

Looking at the Jiejiao Pavilion, which is a hundred feet away and surrounded by silver light, Qin Yu and Li Heng had solemn expressions.

They were still far from the outer city and had not noticed it.

Only after entering the inner city can one feel the overwhelming, suffocating pressure emanating from the pavilion, undisguised by Yan Youtai.

"Is this the mid-stage of Core Formation?"

Li Heng's robes fluttered in the wind, the sound of the tides rose and fell, supporting a vast Dharma domain of a few feet wide.

His eyes widened in shock as he murmured softly.

"The passively triggered domain requires me to exert all my magical power. How can Yan Youtai be so strong?"
Master
Is this the kind of opponent Master is capable of dealing with?

"Such a powerful aura!"

Qin Yu's aura circulated, and he took a step back, supporting Li Heng in front of him.

"Junior Brother Heng, ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivators are far more powerful than this. Whoever possesses such imposing aura is most likely to have advanced further in divination, reaching the upper third rank and becoming equal to a Great True Person."

"Go one step further?!"

"That's a True Person at the Sect Master level? Someone who can be on the same level as True Person Zhang Hengyi of the Ancestral Hall."

"On equal footing with the leaders of the White Bone Sect, the Joyful Union Sect, and the Heavenly Blade Sect"

Li Heng was startled. If Yan Youtai's cultivation level were to advance further, he would only need to improve his cultivation by two steps to reach the level of a sect leader.

"No wonder Yan Youtai acts with such impunity and without any restraint."

"A future sect leader is certainly capable of possessing such profound knowledge." Qin Yu's gaze was deep and thoughtful. There were very few sect leader-level true masters in the Great Yun Dynasty.

Zhang Hengyi of Xuanyang Mountain, Yuan Hai of the White Bone Sect, Chen Sheng of Tiandao Dock, and the leader of the Hehuan Sect.
Yan Youtai's ability to have this opportunity is enough to earn him the respect of the Great Master of Xuanyang Mountain.

"Crack!"

The heavy doors of Hanhai Pavilion opened to both sides.

Changsun Jie had a full head of white hair, fine lines around his eyes, and a kind face as he leaned on a wooden cane.

"Greetings, young masters. Master has been waiting for you. Please follow me."

Qin Yu and Li Heng exchanged a glance, a hint of anticipation in their hearts.

I hope that Master Fang Yi can find a way to deal with Yan Youtai, who is both aggressive and highly skilled.

Although the hope is slim, there is still a glimmer of hope.
"Tsk, Fang Yi has done a good job training his two disciples."

He was measured in his actions, remaining unfazed even under my oppressive presence, and still had the mind to plot against me.
"It's a pity, why isn't he Yan's disciple?"

[Jiejiao Pavilion] On the carved railings and jade platform, Yan Youtai stood with his hands behind his back, letting the breeze ruffle his silver hair.

As darkness fell and the sun set, the lights that illuminated the Qingkong Cliff shone with a dazzling, warm glow.

His black and white robes fluttered wildly, and he parted his lips slightly, giving a command to the fake Core Formation cultivator behind him:
"Qingkong Cliff is well managed."

When you take over the various factions, be careful with the intensity; don't break any bottles or jars.
The caves, spiritual veins, and shops in the cliff all belong to our own forces; if they're damaged, it's us who will lose spirit stones.

Yan Youtai paused slightly, his tone authoritative without anger, already regarding Qingkong Cliff as his for the taking.

"If we have the opportunity to lure Fang Yi into making a move, we don't need to worry about the losses."

"If he hadn't made a move, those younger generation would still have had hope for Fang Yi, but once he did, he completely extinguished the hopes of the Five Extreme Peaks lineage in the cliff."

"Yes! We obey Your Excellency's command!"

Seeing the nine fake alchemists present accept the order, Yan Youtai nodded, intimidating Fang Yi and Xiao Changce.

The six pseudo-Dan masters of Tianji Peak, combined with the heads of the Tan, Huang, and Yu families, make a total of nine pseudo-Dan masters, enough to overpower Qingkong Cliff.

His gaze swept over cultivators such as Huang Huaiyu, Yu Feihong, and Tan Xing, finally settling on Gong Ni, who wore a scholar's robe and was neither humble nor arrogant.

"You may all leave and attend to your duties. Junior Brother Gongni, please stay; I have something to instruct you on."

On the altar with its carved railings and jade steps, the winter plum blossoms left behind by Huang Huaiyu sway and the bamboo stretches out.

Gongni wore a gentleman's hat, held a green bamboo divination stick in his hand, looked down at his nose, and remained motionless.

"Junior Brother Gong, let's speak frankly," Yan Youtai said in a low voice, his eyes slightly cold.

"Among the previous generation of cultivators on Tianji Peak, who are the most talented among the disciples of Ancestor Tianque?"

"Exceptionally talented?"

Gongni felt a slight tension in his heart, and his face showed a perfectly timed look of doubt.

"More than 360 years ago, there was a senior brother named Jiang Yikong who was expected to condense a true elixir."

Unfortunately, while searching for a Core Formation artifact, he was betrayed by the Azure Water Pavilion and died.
Two hundred and eighty years later, a senior sister named Jin Ning on the peak failed to condense her inner core, and died from the backlash of her magical power.

"Are there no remaining cultivators?" Yan Youtai persisted, asking further.

"Two hundred years ago, there was a cultivator who failed to break through to the next realm and barely managed to condense a false core," Gongni said cautiously.

"Who is it?" Yan Youtai pressed.

Gongni smiled憨厚ly and said, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master Yan."

"It's you?" Yan Youtai frowned slightly.

He vaguely sensed something strange about Tianwu Jue, and he had some guesses about Wugengzi's actions and subsequent behavior.

As compensation, Qingkong Cliff is to be considered; the lineage of Tianji Peak must belong to someone else.

If the speculation is correct, there must be a Core Formation Realm cultivator on Tianji Peak who has inherited the Wugengzi lineage and whose cultivation level is not low.

Are there any other cultivators who have condensed their core?

Yan Youtai's eyes swirled with Bagua runes, and a silvery light shone that penetrated straight to the heart. A mesmerizing voice rang out from his mouth.

Gongni gave a wry smile and said helplessly.

"Master Yan, Tianji Peak has produced many outstanding talents throughout the ages. I truly do not know the cultivator you are looking for."

"Is that so?" Yan Youtai nodded slightly and waved for the cultivators to leave. "I understand. Thank you for your explanation, Junior Brother Gong."

Gong Ni felt a slight sense of relief and slowly retreated towards the outside of Jiejiao Pavilion, just as he passed the threshold.

Yan Youtai suddenly spoke up: "It seems that senior brother is deeply favored by the Great Master and his skills are outstanding."

Otherwise, why would Junior Brother Gong go to such lengths to cover for him?

Gongni's body trembled involuntarily, and he immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

As fellow diviners, Yan Youtai possessed terrifying divination skills, nearly reaching the upper level of the third rank. Knowing this all too well, Yan Youtai's reaction was bound to reveal something amiss.

"Why must Junior Brother Gong be so troubled?"

Looking at the cultivators leaving the Jiejiao Pavilion, Yan Youtai's eyes turned slightly cold, and he understood.

"It seems that Tianji Peak truly has a profound foundation. Someone plotted against me just because I used Xiao Yan to refine a treasure?"

"Humph!"

"First, devour Qingkong Cliff, then seize the opportunity of Fangyi."

After that, regardless of victory or defeat, I will have the Jianyang Secret Realm as my trump card.

Outside the solemn and majestic Jiejiao Pavilion, cultivators filed out of the outer city like fish.

Huang Huaiyu, beaming with pride, looked at Yu Feihong beside him and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, you probably didn't expect this, did you?"

Now that Master Yan is revered at Qingkong Cliff, aren't you afraid that the spiritual fields and shops you bought will go down the drain?

"There's no need for Fellow Daoist Huang to worry about that; I have my own plans."

Yu Feihong wore a precious jade crown and a purple-gold flying cloud robe, with the corners of the robe inlaid with fire-repelling, wind-stabilizing, and water-suppressing pearls, exuding an air of nobility.

He felt bitter inside, but forced a smile on his face.

Who could have predicted that in the battle between Biyue Pavilion and Xuanyang Mountain, Yan Youtai would crush Miaoyun and ultimately lose?
They were defeated by the Yin Bone Old Monster of the White Bone Sect, suffering a crushing defeat.

Huang Huaiyu did not force the issue, as the core cave dwelling and spiritual fields of the Yu family in Five Color Valley were annexed.

Yu Feihong will eventually surrender and give up his share of the clan's spiritual mines, which will then be accepted by the Huang family.

Now it's nothing more than a death throes.

Inside the Hanhai Tower.

The bronze incense burner with its animal head wafted with incense smoke, and auspicious blue clouds transformed into a Dharma platform, where Fang Yi, dressed in a blue robe, sat cross-legged.

He looked at Qin Yu and Li Heng and nodded slightly.

Huo Zhao went out to fight, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators who took the initiative to attack were transformed in blood and fire.

"Master, Yan Youtai is acting recklessly and without restraint. Is there any way to curb his arrogance?"

Fang Yi's eyes remained calm, showing no sign of anger, and he said softly, "Why suppress it?"

"Yan Youtai has the decree of the Great Master, and my master has made great contributions to Qingkong Cliff. Both he and I have our concerns and neither of us can make the first move, so we can only restrain each other."

The rest is up to you juniors to handle. The [Dissecting the Dragon] Pavilion has nine fake Core Formation cultivators, all led by Gong Ni.

Huang Huaiyu and Tan Xing are your opponents.

"Energy formation!"

Li Heng frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

Looking at Li Heng who seemed to be deep in thought, Fang Yi chuckled and said, "Naturally, it's the Core Formation stage?"

"Pellet formation?"

So this is how the impasse was resolved?
Qin Yu thought about Yun Huizi's display of magical combat skills and the information he had gathered about Yunhe Island.

"Master, what a cunning plan!"

"Strength can overcome technique. If Junior Brother Heng can form his Golden Core, with the support of the sect, he will certainly not be weaker than Yan Youtai."

Fang Yi nodded calmly; this was just a facade.

His key to victory was never the fickle Li Heng, but Changsun Jie.

"Now everyone is doing well, but it's only because a Great Master is keeping things under control."

His murderous aura subsided, his face softened with kindness, and he spoke with a gentle smile.

"Practice diligently."

night.

The silver moon rises high, draping the busy ancient city in a silver veil.

【Jiejiao Pavilion】

Yan Youtai looked at the sallow-faced, aged-looking True Man and asked, "Does Fellow Daoist Changsun have any news about Fang Yi?"

"Have!"

Changsun Jie's gaze turned solemn as he spoke.

"Master Yan, Fang Yi is in seclusion refining spiritual medicine to prepare for our disciple Li Heng to condense his elixir."
Li Heng is also a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator. If he were to enter the Core Formation realm and condense his Golden Core, he would be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.

"Is that so?"

Yan Youtai closed his eyes again and said softly:
"You may investigate further, and I will find an opportunity to devour Fang Yi whole, skin and bones."

You'll definitely get your share of the benefits later.

"I will do my utmost," Changsun Jie said, his thoughts shifting.

Three years later.

Qingkong Cliff flourished. After Yun Hui of Biyue Pavilion was severely injured, she joined forces with Miao Yun of Yunhe Island. The two forces confronted each other, and their disciples fought each other.

Changsun Jie's expression was grave as he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the void.

"Master Yan, something terrible has happened!" he exclaimed anxiously. "Fang Yi is actually refining a treasure from a celestial realm!"

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