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

Chapter 782 The Ritual of Witchcraft, Fang Yi Leaves the City

Tian Quezi, with his white hair and wrinkled skin, swept his cloudy eyes over the person and quickly understood their background.

A vibrant azure banner surrounded by the fragrance of herbs, with phantom images of rare medicinal plants such as Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, wisteria, and astragalus.

On the altar, Fang Yi sat cross-legged, his fingertips forming hand seals, spitting out a stream of emerald flame that landed on the banner.

His magical power was like silk, weaving the divine form of the Azure Spirit Tree in the blue sky, creating a giant, gnarled tree silhouette that stood tall and majestic like a canopy.

The azure spiritual light flowed and transformed, evolving into four colors of spiritual light: red, black, white, and gold, subtly opening up a small blessed land.

"Not bad!"

Tian Quezi praised softly, more satisfied with Fang Yi himself than with the perfectly formed Void Realm Withered and Flourishing Banner of the Six Paths Treasure Restriction.

"With a solid foundation and pure magical power, there is neither the accumulation of poisonous pills nor the hidden injuries caused by forcibly breaking through realms."
Guang Sheng helped Fang Yi achieve Core Formation in exchange for a superior cave dwelling and to repair the Calamity Transformation Formation.

In order to obtain the Core Formation Spiritual Object, he even made a personal trip to the Great Yu Kingdom.

Now it seems that young Fang is worth the Grandmaster's trouble.

"Young Fang is very fortunate to have obtained the inheritance of the [Green Wood Palace]."

If those remaining dead knew, I wonder how many would be envious.

The celestial bodies move in a cycle that goes unnoticed even when they are right next to you.

"Once this banner is fully refined, it will be very useful, whether in future battles against the Azure Water Pavilion or in seizing opportunities in the Jianyang Secret Realm."

"Guang Sheng does have a good disciple. For the sake of the bigger picture, Fang suffered quite a loss in the Qingkong Cliff incident."

Tian Quezi's gaze swept over the evergreen banner whose energy was constantly increasing, and he pondered in his heart.

Is it a treasure of the grotto-heaven that is refined based on the Dao of Wood Growth?

Although it was quite costly, it was a good approach.

"After all, he is a direct descendant of the Xuan Yang lineage, and there is an item in the sect's secret treasury that matches his attributes."

"My only wish is for the Xuan Yang Dao lineage to flourish."

His cloudy eyes were filled with kindness, a smile played on his lips, and he tapped his staff lightly before disappearing into the Hanhai Tower.

'Have you left?'

Fang Yi's heart sank slightly, and the Three Lives Stone in his soul had already been activated.

By borrowing the power of the Corpse God, his divine sense, which had reached the eighth level of Core Formation, was not weak even among Great True Persons.

Even so, if he hadn't been proficient in the Dao of Qi in the "Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity," he wouldn't have been able to detect the passing of a mysterious Qi.

This is by no means the foundation of an ordinary Great Master.
'Is Tian Quezi's Dao of Heavenly Secrets truly quasi-fourth-order?'
Or is he truly so extraordinary that he will go even further?
No, no matter which of the various arts of cultivation one pursues, reaching the fourth-tier Grandmaster level brings about a complete transformation.

It's impossible for a master of the Heavenly Mystery Path to be unable to take down the Burning Heart Glazed Mirror.

Tsk, the world is a deep and murky place. It may seem calm on the surface, but who knows how many undercurrents are lurking beneath.

The ancient witchcraft was most adept at achieving great things with small resources, though it was extremely dangerous. How many secrets does this Xuan Yang Mountain still hold?

He glanced at the Jiejiao Pavilion out of the corner of his eye, his face remaining expressionless, as he continued to refine the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner with his fingertips flowing with magic.

With Tian Quezi's cultivation level, the vast Qingkong Cliff was as clear as the lines on his palm, with no secrets whatsoever.

To be defeated over such a trivial matter would be a laughing stock.

Jiejiao Pavilion, a quiet room.

Several asparagus ferns stretched out, a few plum blossoms bloomed, and a cultivator sat cross-legged on an ancient altar, comprehending the Dao.

Yan Youtai was dressed in a black and white robe, with starlight flowing around him, and the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate, covered with cracks, was spinning.

A bronze armillary sphere rotated, runes appeared, and the chapter "[Written by Wugeng: On the Three Changes]" manifested.

"Buzz!"

He could have broken through the Heavenly Secrets Dao long ago, and now that he has released the suppression, he has naturally advanced to the third-tier superior level.

A silvery light emanated from Yan Youtai's fingertips, evolving into profound Daoist principles and transforming the hexagrams of Heaven and Earth.

"Buzz!"

The nascent form of a Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Daoist Temple manifested, instantly covering the entire Jiejiao Pavilion and continuing to spread.

"Is this the pinnacle master of the Way of Heavenly Secrets?"
"Establishing the Dharma domain and developing the rudiments of the Daoist temple—even if a Great True Person were to come here, I would be able to contend with him."

"Is this your Heavenly Secrets Dojo?"

Seven feet behind him, a faint voice of disappointment came, and Yan Youtai's hair stood on end, filled with dread and shock.

"who!"

"What kind of scoundrel are you, hiding your head and showing your tail!"

His magical power surged wildly, his aura soared into the sky, and his silver light shone brightly as the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate crashed down in an instant.

A withered hand reached out and gently pressed down, causing starlight to swirl and the silvery glow to dissipate.

"Oh!"

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate was shot down, and the Heavenly Secrets disappeared silently.

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The quiet room was silent. Yan Youtai's eyes were wary, and his entire body was tense.

"Grandmaster Tianque, you've finally arrived."

Tian Quezi leaned on his dove-shaped cane, shook his head slightly, and looked at Tian Quezi with undisguised disappointment in his eyes.

"With a loose foundation and dim vitality, ninety percent of the breakthroughs in the Heavenly Secrets Path rely on the Daoist rhyme within the Heavenly Witch Jade."

"Relying on external things, is this how you cultivate yourself, Yan Youtai?"

"Grandmaster?!"

Yan Youtai regained his composure, but his eyes revealed a hint of madness.

"Since I embarked on the path of spiritual practice, have you given me a choice?"
The competition at Tianji Peak is fierce; taking even one step can lead to the end of one's path.

"Do you give me a choice?"

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"Have I lacked any cultivation resources for you? Have any secret techniques from the peak been hidden from you?"

The disappointment in Tian Quezi's eyes grew even deeper.

"You complain about fate and blame others; compared to Fang Yi of the Ancestral Hall, your Dao heart is far inferior."

"Do you know that the [Heavenly Witch Jade] is a treasure passed down through my lineage? All the masters of Heavenly Mystery Peak throughout history have followed this path."

"A heirloom?"

Yan Youtai's body trembled, and he said in disbelief:
"How could it possibly possess a treasured heirloom that devours life force?"

Throughout the generations of the Tianji Peak lineage, not a single one has died young. Now, does the Patriarch still intend to deceive me?!

The disappointment in Tian Quezi's eyes completely vanished, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"Go all out!"
"Let this old man see just how much skill you still have!"

Yan Youtai's face was solemn. In his soul, the ancient and mysterious light of the Heavenly Witch Jade shone brightly, and the ancient people's chants were passionate.

Terrifying magical power surged like the tide, the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate rotated, and the Golden Laws Book descended from the Heavenly Law Bright Cloud Tower.

The nascent Heavenly Mystery Daoist Temple collapsed, revealing an ancient, rustic stone tablet surrounded by mysterious energy that evolved into black and white celestial phenomena.
"The Three Changes of the Mysterious Star: The Heavenly Origin Stele!"

"town!"

The ancient stone tablet, like Mount Tai pressing down, descended with the force of moving mountains and overturning peaks.

"boom!"

"Is that all?"

"Snapped!"

With his withered five fingers slapping down, without using any magical treasures, Tian Quezi waved his hand and casually shattered the Tianyuan Stele.

His eyes were calm as he lightly tapped the stone slab with his dove-shaped staff, and invisible ripples suppressed the raging spiritual tide within a small area.

"You do have some skill in the [Mysterious Star Three Changes True Chapter] secretly passed down by the Fifth Ancestor, and some of it is based on your own accumulation."

"What a pity, if only you had Fang Yi's Dao heart."

"I will teach you one last lesson: how to activate the [Mysterious Star Three Changes True Chapter]."

"Wow!"

Starlight shone forth atop the staff, transforming it into an altar.

Ancient, shamanistic patterns manifested on the altar, filled with a savage aura, transforming into chains that bound Yan Youtai's limbs.

“The Mysterious Star undergoes three changes, the first of which is the [Sacrifice].

Yan Youtai's divine soul was drawn out, and the Heavenly Witch Jade shone brightly, extracting strands of heavenly secrets, divination, and astrological Daoist rhymes.

With a wave of his sleeve, Tian Quezi sent down a beam of spiritual light that transformed into two identical Heavenly Witch Jade Pendants.

"Buzz!"

The three jade pendants collided, and tadpole-like characters emerged, pulsating and evolving, changing the constellations and hexagrams.

"This is the [Tian Su Gui Cang Tu].

It complements the [Mysterious Star Three Changes True Chapter] you cultivate, and is the most fundamental inheritance of my Wugengzi lineage.

If a cultivator has sufficient talent, they can refine the Heavenly Witch Jade.

"As the chief priest, and with Tianwu Jue as the offering, you will not only fully grasp the mysteries of the Heavenly Way, but also extract hidden life force to replenish your original essence."

"I have given you more than one chance, but unfortunately your Dao heart is still lacking, and you are unable to subdue your restless mind and tam your wandering thoughts."

External objects may be used, but should not be relied upon.

"We cultivators can only rely on ourselves in the end."

"As for devouring life force and lifespan?" Tian Quezi's turbid eyes darted around, his words resolute and ruthless.

"That's just the talk of a mediocre person."

"If one is mediocre, one cannot inherit the lineage and complete the grand plan of Xuan Yang Mountain."

“Is that so?”

Yan Youtai seemed to be both crying and laughing, his heart filled with mixed emotions, and he murmured softly:

"Grandmaster, if two cultivators were to attempt to refine the Heavenly Witch Jade, what should be done?"
"The sect's resources are limited; how can we possibly support the two Great Masters of Heavenly Secrets?"

"If Xuan Yang Mountain cannot accommodate two Great True Immortals of the Heavenly Mystery Dao, can't Dayun Mountain accommodate them either?"
Beyond Dayun lie Dayu and Dali, and the demon race traces the Dushan Mountains.
Where can't a great master find a place?

Tian Quezi waved his sleeve and carefully put away the three Heavenly Witch Jade Tokens, then spoke.

"The Red Eyebrows Sect is about to break through to the next realm, and many outstanding talents are emerging in the sect. This is an extremely joyous occasion."
Despite its natural defenses, Dayun was just one prefecture of Dayu a thousand years ago.

After the destruction of Qingmu Palace, the fourth-order spiritual veins collapsed, and the Nascent Soul True Monarch lost his ability to stabilize all directions.

Fang was chosen by major Nascent Soul sects such as the Zoroastrianism, Medicine King Valley, and the Plain Maiden Sect as a place to ease tensions with the demon race.

"Once a Nascent Soul True Monarch emerges from our sect, it will be like a hidden dragon rising from the abyss."

Is that so?

Yan Youtai sensed the missing Daoist essence in his Purple Mansion Divine Soul and Dantian True Elixir, and felt a slight sense of relief, abandoning his desperate methods.

As a third-tier, low-grade Celestial Master, his cultivation level hadn't declined; Tian Quezi hadn't completely severed his path of cultivation. If he could gain something in the [Jianyang Secret Realm], he might very well break through to the Great True Person realm, or even...
Going a step further!
"You do know when to advance and retreat, and you haven't held a grudge."

The last trace of killing intent in Tian Quezi's eyes dissipated, and Yan Youtai resigned himself to his fate. As long as the [Jianyang Secret Realm] was still available, it could still be used by Xuanyang Mountain.

A master of the Heavenly Secrets who has reached the third level is already quite valuable.

With a flick of his fingertip, a silvery aura appeared, manifesting a secret divine technique called the "Rebirth of Extinct Essence."

"There is a platform. This is a wonderful and magical technique that I acquired in my early years, passed down from the Green Wood Palace."

If you can devour enough precious materials and spiritual objects of the Wood Path without fundamentally damaging yourself, the life force and lifespan absorbed by the Heavenly Witch Jade can make up for a lot of it.

"If the opportunity is right, restoring four hundred years of lifespan is not difficult."

"Edict!"

A flash of silver light, and the cracked Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate landed in Tian Quezi's hands.

"Pong!"

With the flames ignited, a tortoise shell was refined into the magical artifact.

Cracks are visible to the naked eye on the Heavenly Secrets Bagua, and the erased hexagrams are rapidly restored and evolved.

A quarter of an hour later, the true fire dissipated, and the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate shone with precious light, its depleted essence almost completely restored.

"After that, it depends on your personal fortune and luck. You can exchange for the resources within Tianji Peak using your merits."

Tian Quezi tapped his dove-shaped staff lightly and vanished from the quiet room in an instant.

Yan Youtai remained lost and dejected, finally murmuring softly.

"Leave a sliver of hope. Chi Meizi is about to break through; even betrayal won't bring him much benefit."
"Master Tianque, you truly understand the mysteries of human nature."

He exhaled a breath of stale air, roused himself, and began to think.

"Even if the divination path is blocked, I am still a True Person at the fourth level of Core Formation, with the Wood Dao True Core condensed. I am still a first-rate figure in the Great Cloud."

Just as Tian Quezi said, Xuan Yang Mountain is about to see a dragon emerge from its abyss, capable of nurturing two great immortals.

if only'

Yan Youtai's sharp gaze pierced through layers of legal restrictions and landed on Xiao Yan's cave dwelling within the inner city.

Then I landed at Hanhai Tower and sensed the enduring vitality.

"Swallowing Xiao Yan and killing Fang Yi will be enough for me to stabilize my foundation after leaving the support of Tianji Peak."
With Qingkong Cliff as a foundation, even a Grand Master has a chance.

"Changsun Jie said that we need to speed up the process."

Once Fang Yi reaches the mid-stage of Core Formation, he will no longer be able to monopolize 80% of the benefits of Azure Sky Cliff.

If Fang Yi's spiritual healing skills reach the upper-level third rank, the rudimentary form of his Daoist academy will emerge.

Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with ruthlessness; this concerned the path of cultivation, and he would not allow it to happen!
In the blue sky cliff.

With his withered hair flowing down his shoulders and a dove-shaped staff in hand, Tian Quezi strolled silently through Qingkong Cliff like an invisible ghost.

Zhu Huan, Huang Daiyue, Qin Yu, Li Heng, Xiao Changce
He visited the caves of many cultivators one by one, observing the mainstay of Xuan Yang Mountain.

A few moments.

He took a step forward, gazing at the brightly lit ancient city, his eyes filled with melancholy.

"Guang Sheng is indeed very fortunate, as both of his disciples are extraordinary individuals."

Zhang Hengyi has condensed his golden elixir, and his future is bright; Fang Yi has a profound foundation and is making steady progress.

Even Xiao Changce, that lazy fellow, is quite different from that snake who possesses a trace of true spiritual bloodline.

Tian Quezi's eyes grew increasingly cloudy, and his thoughts became more restrained.

The Wugengzi lineage initially planned to cultivate two Great Masters of the Heavenly Mystery Path.

Unfortunately, cultivators who can tame their restless minds and control their will, and who can refine the Heavenly Witch Jade with their innate talent, are extremely rare.

Yan Youtai was already considered the most outstanding among them.

Three days later.

Azure Sky Cliff, Vast Sea Tower.

"Finally gone!"

Feeling the mysterious energy completely dissipate, Fang Yi murmured to himself, his fingertips changing their hand seals as he cast the final magic seal.

The Azure Spirit Tree's divine form dissipated, and the Void Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner transformed into a vibrant green, surrounded by life and filled with the fragrance of herbs.

"What a profound foundation! What terrifying cultivators!"

Even if Corpse God were to achieve a complete victory, the odds of a Grand Master like Tian Quezi, who has reached the end of his Core Formation path, would still be fifty-fifty.

Fang Yi's gaze swept over the towering Jiejiao Pavilion, which, despite his best efforts to conceal it, could not be hidden from him.

He was the one who sensed the mysterious energy of Yan Youtai falling from the nine-story pavilion.

"The day has finally come."

With that divination artifact taken away, things became much easier.
We just need to wait for an opportunity.

An opportunity to lure the White Bone Sect, Yan Youtai, and Xiao Yan into a trap.

As the sun and moon revolve, two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In Qingkong Cliff, Yan Youtai's forces made no attempt to conceal their power, using their influence to suppress others.

Fang Yi remained unmoved, having completely suppressed the disciples and cultivators of the Five Extremes Peak in the eastern part of the ancient city.

Jiejiao Pavilion.

Quiet room.

On the clean futon, the precious ginseng in Yan Youtai's hand turned to ashes, its life force completely drained.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, his face rosy, feeling the joy in his eyes as he realized he had recovered to the age of sixty.

"Past losses will be recovered, the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate will be restored to full strength, and then..."
"We need to act quickly. Considering the timeline, it won't be long before Miao Yunteng makes his move and Yun Huizi is fully recovered."

"Times have changed. If you want to gain the support of the sect, you must exchange it for enough resources for your cultivation."

"This Azure Sky Cliff must be defended, for it must continuously clash with the Azure Water, causing the energies of the two factions to collide and disrupt the workings of Heaven."

Yan Youtai took out a communication jade from his sleeve, and his lips moved as he channeled his magical power.

"Changsun Jie, come to see me immediately!"

Hanhai Tower.

Fang Yi held the two communication talismans, his brows furrowed, his heart sinking slightly.

"Third-tier high-grade metal spiritual items are irrelevant to Junior Brother Green Snake and Junior Sister Cai'er."

He rubbed his temples, feeling helpless.

As a third-level alchemy master, Xu Qingshe had an extremely wide network of connections, and Yang Cai'er also inquired about Jiu Han and Wu Hua, two veteran masters.

Information is available regarding third-tier low-grade iron essence and copper mother, and third-tier mid-grade red primordial copper and blue-green gold.

However, once one reaches the third-tier superior level, the spiritual items disappear without a trace, as if there were a gap in their supply.

"It seems the only way is to make a great contribution at Qingkong Cliff and exchange it for the sect's secret vault."

"Ok?"

Feeling the vibration of the communication command at his waist, Fang Yi probed it with his divine sense.

After a few breaths, his eyes lit up with joy, and he whispered.

"After two years of recovery, Yan Youtai was fully prepared to kill me."

That's perfect. After sending him on his way, we'll take action against the Biyue Pavilion.

Killing Miaoyun, or even Yun Huizi, would be enough to exchange for the sect's secret treasures, given their status as Golden Core cultivators.

"To completely elevate the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner to the level of a grotto-heaven treasure, instead of using the Mysterious Spell of Life and Death Withering and Flourishing to suppress it and barely push forward the cycle of the Five Elements."

"Edict!"

The banners of decay and prosperity fluttered in the Void Realm. Changsun Jie, dressed in a plain white robe, had a stiff look in his eyes and icy limbs.

As magical power flowed into it, under Fang Yi's control, Changsun Jie chuckled and walked out of the quiet room.

Three days later.

Yunhe Island.

Qing Sui was thin and emaciated, wrapped in a robe of white bones and spirits, holding a skull-shaped communication jade in his hand.

"The Yin Bone Old Monster transmitted his voice, discovering that Xiao Yan and Yan Youtai had left Qingkong Cliff."

He intended to use this information to gain the support of the White Bone Demon within the sect.

The Yin energy swirled, and Qing Sui's expression became inscrutable. He thought of the rich, almost tangible life force emanating from the Azure Blood Bodhi branch in Xiao Yan's hand.

He made up his mind.

"If the Yin Bone Old Monster is willing to lend a hand, why not give him the White Bone Yaksha?"

Cultivation is the foundation of a cultivator.

A quarter of an hour later.

A hazy, ethereal light rose from the clouds and the island.

Beside the Mysterious Spring on the island, Miao Yun's phoenix eyes were slightly closed as she sensed the departing aura.

"What is Qing Sui plotting now?"

She was riding high, while Yun Huizi suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Yan Youtai, her rhinoceros horn ship was even cut in half, and she had no choice but to bow her head.

"Alright, once Yun Huizi recovers, we'll fight Qingkong Cliff."

With this marrow in hand, it will be easier to contact that old monster, Yin Bone.

Silver moonlight spills down on Qingkong Cliff.

Fang Yi, dressed in a blue robe, concealed his movements and quietly walked out of Hanhai Pavilion, with Changsun Jie following closely behind.

A few moments.

Outside the ancient city, a streak of light rose silently and disappeared into the distance.

At the top of Jiejiao Pavilion, the two immortals stood side by side, Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan both showing joy on their faces.

"Fang Yi, that old tortoise, has finally agreed to leave Qingkong Cliff."

"Haha, he was extremely careful and meticulous, yet he never imagined that Changsun Jie already harbored treacherous intentions."

"go!"

Yan Youtai flicked his sleeves, causing his black robes to flutter and rustle as he picked up Xiao Yan.

He murmured to himself.

"He was outnumbered three to one, and then Changsun Jie plotted against him."

Fang Yi was no match for me to begin with, and now he has no way to escape.

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