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

Chapter 803 Bao Cheng's Tribulation Survived, the Curtain Rises as the Fish and Dragon Transformation Unfolds

"A treasure for slaughter?"

Qing Sui looked terrified. Ignoring everything else, he unleashed a burst of blood mist around himself and used the Blood Escape Technique.

"Oh!"

The broken stupa containing the white bones shattered, transforming into a giant white bone hand that slammed down.

He dared not hesitate for a moment, and in an instant, the blood-red light reached the edge of the Dharma Domain.

With a "crash," the cage formed by the dark chains cracked open, revealing a door over ten feet wide.

Qing Sui's face was gloomy, and he was filled with resentment.

"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. I am no match for you, Fang Yi."

But within the White Bone Sect, there's always a sect leader who intervenes!

"Walk?

Oh!"

Fang Yi's robes fluttered, his eyes were cold, and with a flick of his index finger, the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade shone brightly, its blade clanging loudly.

"Zheng!"

The azure blade light slashed down, cleaving the giant skeletal hand in two with the ease of severing a hair.

"Pfft!"

"They didn't even stop it for a moment!?"

Warm blood splattered everywhere, the blue marrow was contorted in a hideous grimace, and the body was split in two at the waist.

He gazed at the door that was so close at hand.

Just half a breath away!

With just half a breath more, he could escape the law domain and save his life.

"escape?
"Now that you've left, how will this Blood-Red Bodhi Branch be used for purification?"

Fang Yi held the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, pouring his withered and flourishing magical power into the branch. The blue and yellow colors flowed, and the divine consciousness imprint left by the painstaking refinement of the Azure Marrow was destroyed by the impact.

"How could it be so fast!"

The remaining vital essence of the green marrow, bound by the green spiritual light, was brought before Fang Yi.

His expression was a mix of emotions. How could a treasure embryo that had evolved into a six-fold treasure restriction and had the potential to become a high-grade magic weapon be refined so easily?

Fang Yi smiled without saying a word, and with a lush green branch in his hand, he bound the body of the Dharma like a serpent.

Like a silkworm spinning silk, the runes on the branches of the Azure Blood Bodhi tree flowed, and the vitality transformed into threads that penetrated into all the body's acupoints, flowing along the eight extraordinary meridians of the Azure Marrow and surging towards the Dantian Qi Sea.

"When Tian Quezi was refining the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, he had already made full preparations for the blood sacrifice."
Unfortunately, Yan Youtai was a disappointment; ambitious but incompetent, he was obsessed with the Heavenly Witchcraft Jade.

Fang Yi sensed a rune shimmering with starlight within the branch, and his eyes filled with emotion.

Upon entering the Pure Yang Treasure Scroll, a corner of the most fundamental secrets of Xuan Yang Mountain's heritage was revealed to him.

He was well aware of the significance of the Heavenly Mystery Peak's inherited artifact, the Heavenly Witch Jade.

Sweeping past the layers of concealed Dharma domain, Yun Huizi's energy surged as she battled against Hu Lei.

Thunder roared, leaden clouds churned, and a water-elemental aura manifested in feathered colors, stirring up clouds and rain.

Fang Yi did not suppress the transformation of the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch in his hand. Instead, he activated his magic power and spat out a mouthful of azure-gold natal essence.

"The Blood-Red Bodhi Branch should break through."

"Buzz!"

Starlight swirled on the verdant branches, accompanied by sucking sounds. The radiance of the marrow magic power, essence blood, and the true elixir of life refined over three hundred years of cultivation dimmed visibly.

Conversely, within the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, the seventh protective barrier, which had repeatedly failed to take shape, began to form under the nourishment of pure wood elemental power, with runes flowing and outlining the protective barrier.

One way.
Two
Three
In just a few breaths, the twelve magical restrictions evolved, transforming into a beam of precious light.

"Wow!"

Branches grow, the spring breeze blows, and life is in full bloom.

Seven precious seals evolved within the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, drawing in spiritual energy from all directions and pouring it down.

A huge, verdant vortex took shape, and as it spun, it naturally outlined the initial form of a Taoist temple.

"【The Wonderful Place of Vitality】?"
This nascent spiritual practice gathers vitality from all directions, subtly and silently benefiting the art of healing.

Sensing the abundant vitality within the dojo, Fang Yi's lips curled up in delight, and he gripped the branch tightly with his five fingers.

Immediately, a sharp glint appeared in his eyes.

"Was this also part of Tian Quezi's plan?"
If Yan Youtai doesn't work, Xiao Yan can take his place; if Xiao Yan doesn't work, there's still me, the spiritual healer.

At worst, Zhang Heng will clean up the mess.

"Among the old monsters who cultivate the Dao of Heavenly Secrets, this Tianquezi is also one of the most terrifying."

"Boom!"

The verdant Bodhi branch, its spiritual light receding and radiating precious glow, has become completely stable in its grade.

"boom!"

Thunder roared, and the tribulation clouds stretched for hundreds of miles. Streaks of purple lightning, majestic and imposing, weaved through the tribulation clouds like dragons.

"This is?"

Feeling the immense pressure, Master Hu Lei bit his cheek and exclaimed:
"The tribulation that brings a superior-grade magic weapon to its final form?"

"Has the wooden magic weapon in Qing Sui's possession broken through to a higher level?"

Yun Hui's eyes lit up with joy as she gazed at the swirling, impenetrable Dharma Domain.

As the mist dissipated, a long, lingering aura filled the heavens and earth. A cultivator with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his robes fluttering, walked out of the Dharma Domain Dojo with lotus-like steps.

"Why is it Fang Yi?!"

Her pupils shrank to pinpoints, and terror gripped her heart. She screamed:

"How could it be Fang Yi? The Azure Blood Bodhi Branch is clearly a magic weapon in Qing Sui's hands!"

Beneath the calamity clouds, Fang Yi's ears twitched slightly as he glanced at Yun Huizi's ferocious face.

He didn't care at all that a pseudo-Golden Core cultivator at the second level of Core Formation was being schemed against by Tian Quezi.

If it were when he had just formed his core, he would have had some reservations and regarded him as a formidable enemy.

But now?
The difference between a fake Golden Elixir and a first-grade Golden Elixir of Withering and Flourishing is like heaven and earth, yet they still refuse to repent and instead take a crooked path.

That's not presentable!
He suppressed the surging tide of magical power in his dantian, as well as the pure spiritual energy constantly fed back from the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch.

Fang Yi's brows furrowed slightly, his expression solemn.

The tribulation of completing a high-grade magic weapon is extremely dangerous. Even ordinary people in the mid-stage of Core Formation face considerable risks, as it can damage their foundation.

If the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner hadn't advanced, possessing all five elements and evolving the power of a grotto-heaven, he would never have been so ambitious and risked everything.
"The Blood-Red Bodhi Branch has finally been successfully refined!"

Xiao Changce was dressed in a crimson robe, his eyes flickering with fire, deep and unfathomable, while his five fingers rubbed a spirit snake inside his sleeve.

As a direct descendant of the Ancestral Hall, even though his cultivation level was slightly lower, the secrets he knew were far more extensive than Hu Lei's.

This game of chess, spanning thousands of years and planned by generations of masters, is finally about to unveil its final chapter.
Ha, I never expected that.

This person who has reached this stage is neither Yan Youtai of Tianji Peak, nor Wuhua.

'It's not you, Xiao Lang either.'

Ajiu poked out her small, exquisite snake head, her eyes gleaming like rubies as she gazed in admiration at the dark, oppressive clouds stretching for hundreds of miles.

Her demonic consciousness surged, and a charming female voice rang out.

"When the three lineages discussed the position of sect leader, Tianji Peak recommended Yan Youtai, Xuanyang Main Lineage supported Wuhua, and the Ancestral Hall lineage of cultivators."
Zhang Hengyi is clearly interested in helping you!

"Ha, my opportunity lies not here, but in the path of the spiritual chef, in the [Mysterious Gluttony Hundred-Day Banquet]."
Master Guang Sheng was willing to endure the pain of soul transformation for the sake of his sect, just so that his Uncle-Master Chi Mei would have a better chance of breaking through to the next realm.

I can't possibly compete with my disciples for an opportunity."

A hint of apprehension flickered in Xiao Changce's eyes as he whispered:
Fortunately, Fang Yi lived up to expectations and mastered two top-grade magic treasures: the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch and the Creation Banner.

Even after the danger, it is enough to save one's life.

Ah Jiu, you and I can start preparing for the final step. After that, the battle between Xuan Yang and Bi Shui intensified.

The White Bone Sect will also participate; early-stage Core Formation cultivators are merely pawns of a slightly higher level.

His eyes were filled with apprehension as he gazed in the direction of the Great Yu cultivation world.

"The fall of the Core Formation cultivator was just the beginning. After that, the Great Cloud Dragon and Snake rose from the land, the geniuses competed for supremacy, and the old monster secretly plotted."

"Let's see who can ride the east wind and rise!" "Boom!"

The oppressive leaden clouds rolled and condensed, with streaks of lightning emanating from them, breathing in spiritual energy.

Fang Yi activated the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing, but did not forcibly shatter the tribulation clouds. The five colors of Daoist rhyme—blue, white, yellow, black, and red—flowed and transformed into the power of the grotto-heaven to enhance it.

"call out!"

A flash of azure light disappeared in an instant, and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch fell into the tribulation clouds, swimming among them like a dragon.

The booming sound continued as bolts of lightning struck down, threatening to shatter the branches.

With the blessing of the power of decay and prosperity and the power of the grotto heaven, the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch is fearless in the face of any challenge, using the power of thunder tribulation to temper its essence.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Lead-colored clouds churned, and vibrant blue life clashed violently with purple lightning.

"go!"

Feeling the precious light of the Blood Bodhi Branch increase rather than decrease, Yun Huizi completely gave up hope. Her lips moved, and she secretly transmitted her voice.

"After ten breaths, I will destroy the formation and launch a full-force attack to stop Hu Lei, Xiao Changce, Gong Ni, and the others."

You should take this opportunity to retreat quickly, otherwise, Fang Yi will be able to free up his hands once the magic weapon has survived its tribulation.

If you want to leave again, it won't be so easy.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, ten breaths had passed, and in the spiritual veins beneath Yunhe Island, streaks of water shimmered with azure light.

"Wow!"

Accompanied by the sound of the tide, a phantom image of a precious flag manifested deep within the origin of the spiritual vein.

"boom!"

The ethereal energy soared into the sky, transforming into a continuous mist of water droplets that stretched for ten miles, suspended in the air.

Yun Huizi grasped the Mysterious Spring Pearl in her palm with her five fingers.

"Imperial Decree: Law of the Beasts!"

"Crash!"

Azure water patterns rose from the pearl, outlining a vast expanse of spiritual energy, with surging mysterious light that transformed into the shapes of beasts such as turtles, carp, and snakes.

"Roar!"

With a roar, a millstone-sized spirit tortoise materialized; its serpentine eyes radiated coldness, and a ferocious python followed closely behind; azure light flickered, outlining ferocious giant sharks.
"go with!"

Yun Hui's face was pale. She cast her final spell, urging the water beast to sweep across the area before disappearing without a trace in a shimmering beam of light.

Only the lingering sound remains.

"burst!"

"not good!"

Master Hu Lei's expression changed slightly, and three thousand beast forms pounced on the Xuan Yang cultivator.

Such power is enough to threaten even a fake elixir cultivator.

Looking at Zhu Huan, Huang Daiyue, Meng Lingxuan and other cultivators, he became solemn and could no longer bother with Yun Hui.

An ancient stone tablet rose up, and the mighty hammer transformed into its original form, with thunderous patterns roaring as it pressed down on the water beast.

"Pfft!" Eight hundred water beasts were suppressed by lightning.

The Mystic Flame Pearl spun rapidly, its fiery aura incinerating the seven hundred beast forms.

"Boom!"

The sounds of water explosions continued incessantly as the remaining thousand-plus cultivators coordinated, some activating their magic swords, others unleashing talismans, and still others using their magical treasures to suppress the water.
Then, five hundred more water beasts were suppressed, and they dissipated as wisps of spiritual energy.

"There are still a thousand water beasts evolved from the spiritual vein's origin. If this continues, the disciples of the Five Extreme Peaks of Xuan Yang Mountain will suffer considerable losses."
That's for the best, lest Fang Yi become even more arrogant after such a great victory."

Gong Ni, dressed in a Confucian robe and wearing a gentleman's hat, held a jade counting rod in his hand. After smashing several water beasts and protecting the Heavenly Mystery cultivator, he did not make any further moves.

"The Five Peaks rose too quickly. Even with a high-grade magic treasure to suppress their foundation, they are still lacking a Core Formation True Person."

Beneath the tribulation clouds, Fang Yi, clad in a robe that transforms mountains and rivers into peaks, moved his slender fingers, forming hand seals and manipulating the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch to temper its essence through the tribulation lightning.

Even among high-grade magical treasures, there are differences in quality. If one misses the opportunity presented by the calamities of creation, then the only way to improve the essence of a magical treasure is through painstaking effort.

"Destroying the spiritual veins, is this a suicide attack?"

Fang Yi frowned, then slowly relaxed. Although a third-tier spiritual land was valuable...

However, his core interest lies in Chi Meizi breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

The difference in status, available resources, and backing between the leader of a Core Formation sect and the leader of a Nascent Soul sect is like night and day.

The chances of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage are more than ten times different.

"It's one thing for the spiritual veins to collapse, but the sect's disciples cannot be lost too many times."
These are all chips for future moves and battles; we can't waste them like this. Once lost, who knows when we'll be able to accumulate so many chips again.

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi threw down the Azure Lotus Banner.

"Wow!"

On Yunhe Island, a precious flag moves without wind, its verdant light transforming into countless blue lotuses, its verdant ripples swaying and shattering the last thousand water beasts.

Shortly afterward, all the water beasts shattered.

As a result of the backlash from the spiritual veins, the pavilions and towers on Yunhe Island collapsed, the earth shattered, and half of the island sank to the bottom of the water.

"it's over!"

Within Xiao Changce's soul, the cultivators Yun Hui, Yan Li, and Can Hong from the Biyue Pavilion had all vanished without a trace.

Only a hundred or so cultivators whose escape speed was slightly slower remained in the divine consciousness.

"We'll see how Fang Yi decides next. After the battle of Yunhe, his position as sect leader is no longer in doubt."

"That person will go even further; the position of sect leader will also be within Fang Yi's grasp."

Half an hour later.

The roar of the purple lightning gradually subsided, the leaden clouds dispersed, and warm, golden sunlight shone down.

Fang Yi's robes fluttered wildly, the Bodhi branch in his hand swayed in the wind like a willow, and auspicious clouds supported him from beneath his feet.

"It's finally done."

"This powerful and wondrous application has truly made all the effort and thought I've put in worthwhile."

A lotus light flashed beneath his feet, and he sank into the Cloud and Island, disappearing into the depths of the spiritual vein.

Even if the source of a third-order mid-grade spiritual vein is extracted and severely damaged, the remaining foundation is enough for the Withered and Flourishing Small Grotto Heaven to advance further.

'The White Bone Sect's full-scale entry is a foregone conclusion; all we need to do is hold out through the first round, and then we'll annihilate them.'

The six-pointed plum blossom phantom in Fang Yi's eyes flashed and disappeared, [Plum Blossom Divination Flows].

Faintly, one could sense the gathering of crimson energy, transforming into a great sun that descended upon a lake of emerald waves.

The crimson sunlight shines, steam rises, and the lake's blue surface is also turbulent with undercurrents, the two colliding.

This caused unpredictable changes in the vast cultivation world of Dayun.

'The curtain has risen; the Azure Water Pavilion cannot retreat any further. The question now is who will rise to the occasion.'

Ten days later.

Qianbo Lake is a continuous expanse of water, with islands dotting its surface like pearls.

At the Azure Water Pavilion, a vast expanse of water surged into the sky, rippling with azure waves, and a powerful aura flashed by.

"Yun Hui lost?"
With the assistance of Qing Sui, a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, the battle at Yunhe Island was a complete and predictable defeat.

"First destroying Qingkong Cliff, then defeating Yunhe Island, the Xuan Yang Mountain Sect Leader, Qingyangzi Fang Yi, is unexpectedly powerful."

Yu Yuanzi had long hair draped over his shoulders, surrounded by natural water shimmer, emanating a watery and ethereal Daoist charm.

Her phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and she held a deep blue jade talisman in her hand, sensing from afar a troubling starlight outside the mountain gate.

"It seems that we must bring the White Bone Sect into the fray to balance the situation."
That old bone living in the burial mound, trapped at the sixth level of Core Formation for so long, will surely be tempted by my support.

"Furthermore, the Heavenly Blade Dock will provide assistance."

"Xuanyang Mountain?"

Is there a missing child in the sky?
"Let me fight you all and settle this once and for all!"

(End of this chapter)