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

Chapter 806 Mid-stage Core Formation, The Initial Rise of Great Power

"Mid-stage Core Formation."

Fang Yi felt the golden core growing larger in his dantian, and his magical power surged even more, flowing through his meridians and nourishing his body's acupoints.

He spread his five fingers, and a blue magical power appeared.

The magical energy flowed, outlining the sword pommel, guard, hilt, blade, and edge. A three-foot-long magical sword rang out, and numerous talismans such as [Yin Sha], [Jin Li], and [Mi Hun] appeared, their cold light intimidating, surrounded by a murderous aura.

"Three Yin God-Slaying Thorn?"

As his divine sense shifted, the longsword's eerie light faded, revealing its verdant body and a life-giving vitality.

"No!"

"It's the Jiamu Spirit-Slaying Sword!"

Fang Yi clenched his fist, and the Three Yin God-Slaying Thorn runes shattered, turning into specks of spiritual energy that dissipated.

Whether it's the Three Yin God-Slaying Thorn or the Wood-Slaying Spirit Sword, the appearance changes but the core remains the same; they are merely disguise techniques to alter one's form.

With his cultivation breaking through to the fourth level of Core Formation, his three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit are once again transforming towards the Nascent Soul realm. His mid-Core Formation cultivation is enough to make his many methods and foundations from his previous life no longer idle.

Furthermore, with the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, and the Profound Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, his combat abilities surpass those of his previous life's mid-stage Core Formation stage by several levels.

Moreover, it's not just magical artifacts.
"Buzz!"

The Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner swayed, its dark blue light surging forth, transforming into moss that spread and filled the air with a chilling aura. A twisted yet resilient life force gathered and continuously transformed.

The runes of the Shadow Moss Domain flowed and took shape!
In an instant, the ancient and simple runes evolved, the energy of decay and prosperity surged in, the Dharma Domain advanced further, and the prototype of the Great True Person's Daoist Temple emerged, its power reaching several levels higher.

Fang Yi glanced at the depleted spiritual vein. This third-grade mid-level spiritual vein, which had been carefully cultivated by the Azure Water Pavilion for hundreds of years, had had its source completely devoured.

He squeezed all the value out of it, using it to improve his cultivation, refine his physical body, and comprehend the changes in the "Scripture of Life, Death, Prosperity, and Decline".

"Having absorbed seventy percent of the original essence, he is more than twice as strong as an average Core Formation cultivator, yet his skills have not become rusty."

The Azure Bodhi Branch in his hand swayed, sensing the thirty percent of the spiritual vein's origin transforming into pure wood elemental power. His eyes gleamed, and he murmured softly.

"Having broken through to the mid-stage of Core Formation, with nearly two hundred years of steady progress, far surpassing the foundation I had in the Nether Spring Sect in my previous life, there are very few cultivators in the entire Great Yun cultivation world who can rival me."

"Everything is ready. It's time to make my voice heard, not to be a pawn, but to be the player who makes the moves that influence the overall situation."

Fang Yi closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, slowly refining spiritual energy to stabilize his cultivation.

He knew perfectly well that as a pawn, his future was limited. No matter how outstanding or great he was, he could be discarded in the eyes of the master; it was just a matter of how high the price was.

However, if one is a chess player, representing a faction, the situation is completely different. They can communicate with the Grand Master on an equal footing and receive full respect.

For no other reason
On the chessboard of the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, every player who makes a move, despite differences in strength, has the ability to overturn the chessboard and cause complete mutual destruction!
The reason why the sect leader, who is also at the mid-stage of Core Formation, is respected by the Grand Master lies here.
Sufficient enough to guarantee their lives, and enough to lead a faction, enough to make the Grand Master pay a heavy price.
The next day.

Baiyangze, with the bright moon hanging high, the lake surface shimmering, with seven or eight dark rocks, each about an acre in size, scattered in groups of three or five on the lake surface.

The reefs, scattered with broken magical barriers, dotted the center of the marshland, where streaks of light rose and fell, and cultivators came and went in an endless stream.

"Wow!"

Water splashes everywhere, refracting the crystalline moonlight, creating a breathtaking scene. At the same time, lush green life transforms into pillars of light that soar into the sky.

On the calm lake surface, clusters of lush green lotus blossoms bloom, filling the air with their fragrance, creating a scene of endless green lotus leaves stretching to the sky.

"Buzz!"

A great blue sun rose from the depths of the marsh, ancient and mysterious runes appearing and disappearing, its blue radiance shining brightly, and a Dharma platform was formed in the air.

"I, Qingyangzi Fang Yi, hereby command all cultivators of Xuanyang Mountain to prepare spiritual items and repair magical artifacts."

Ten days later, we will attack Jiuquan Mountain!

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The once bustling island fell silent, then a cacophony of voices rose from it. As time passed, the noise coalesced and merged, echoing across the entire Yunhe Island like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

"We obey the decree of the Sect Master!"

Amidst the clouds, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, clad in a green silk robe, like an ancient, towering tree reaching into the clouds, majestic and imposing.

Feeling the respectful and excited cheers of the cultivators around him, he nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"who!"

Fang Yi's eyes were like those of a hawk, shooting out a three-foot-long beam of light, and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch from his sleeve was whipped out!

"Snapped!"

The emerald green whip fell, tearing through the clouds, and struck down towards a figure.

The figure was blurred and obscured by layers of mist. In an instant, it split in two, dodging the whip's shadow, and fled towards the sky.

Fang Yi frowned slightly. Accompanied by the strong wind, his robes fluttered, and blue lotuses appeared beneath his feet, following closely behind.

"Chase!"

Two streaks of light, one red and one purple, emerged from the reef. Hu Lei and Xiao Changce exchanged a glance, both seeing the meaning in each other's eyes.

"Chase!"

"We must pursue them!"

"Buzz!"

Crimson waves rolled and purple thunder roared as the two followed closely behind Fang Yi.

A few breaths later, seeing the three people disappear into the horizon, Huang Daiyue, wearing a brown Dharma robe, stood like a towering mountain, holding an ancient seal in his hand, and spoke.

"The three True Immortals have gone to pursue the enemy to prevent them from being lured away from the mountain. I trouble all of you fellow disciples to form a formation to protect yourselves!"

"Senior Brother Huang is right!"

Zhu Huan, dressed in a red robe with a sword sleeve, had a gilded magic sword drawn from its sheath behind him. As the most accomplished descendant of Huang Guangsheng, and nearly the leader of the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang, Huang Daiyue had a network of connections that Huang Daiyue could mobilize, and the number of cultivators willing to give him face was beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

"I, Gong, am willing to lend a helping hand to Junior Brother Huang!"

Gong Mi, dressed in a Confucian robe, threw out jade counting rods, which then transformed into divination symbols.

Seeing that the leaders of the three main branches of the sect had reached a tacit understanding, the remaining pseudo-core cultivators and the cultivators of the affiliated families all made their move.

The five-colored light was dazzling, and strands of spiritual patterns spread out, evolving into a five-element array.

"call!"

Feeling the swirling mist and the intertwining of laws and prohibitions, Huang Daiyue felt a slight sense of relief.

Although it was just the most basic Five Elements Formation, it was set up by more than ten Pseudo-Core Formation True Persons working together. Even if a Core Formation True Person attacked, he was confident in protecting himself.

A blurry figure disappeared through the clouds, its form shifting and occasionally pausing as if waiting for the light that was chasing after it.

More than 5,000 miles away, the figure shrouded in mist stopped and looked at the approaching powerful aura with a hint of curiosity in his clear eyes.

"Buzz!"

With a slender grasp of his five fingers, a streak of red light flickered in his palm, transforming into a variety of mythical birds, including the crested ibis, the red phoenix, the red crane, and the fire swallow. The birds sang and pounced.

"A near-perfect mastery of wondrous magical powers?"

The azure lotus beneath Fang Yi's feet dissipated. Sensing the overwhelming threat, his expression turned grave. The near-perfected wondrous technique possessed terrifying power; the attacker was at least a Core Formation True Person of the sect leader level.
"Fang Yi, watch out!"

As the crimson light descended, sensing its immense power, Xiao Changce's expression turned solemn, and he waved his hand to unleash the Profound Flame Pearl.

This strange cultivator's attack was enough to wipe out an early-stage Core Formation cultivator and severely injure a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator. He must be a sect leader-level cultivator!

"Trouble!"

The purple lightning dissipated, followed by thunder and lightning. The Thunder God, a burly man with hair standing on end, unleashed two mighty hammers as he channeled his magical power.

"Sect Leader Fang, Junior Brother Changce, let us join forces and use the Three Talents Formation to fight the enemy!"

"Noisy!"

An impatient look came from within the mist. Crimson smoke rolled and turned into a thin veil, entangling Hu Lei and Xiao Changce in a fierce battle, trapping the two and preventing them from escaping.

"Another near-perfect, wondrous supernatural technique?"

Fang Yi's expression turned solemn, and he was filled with doubt. If this sneaky cultivator hadn't failed to break through to the Great True Person realm, his magical techniques and supernatural abilities would surely have reached a high level.

"cracking!"

A mysterious fragrance descended, and the crested ibis, red phoenix, red crane, and fire swallow, among other mythical birds, merged into one, transforming into a long, crimson cone that burned away the primordial energy in all directions with terrifying power.

"The great magic method?!"

"Edict!"

Fang Yi slightly closed his eyes, a sharp light suddenly blazing within them. His slender fingers formed hand seals, and a vast amount of magical power surged forth.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the dragon's roar, the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch transformed into a ferocious dragon, its scales trembling, surrounded by malevolent energy, as it unleashed its claws amidst the clouds and mist. "Bang!"

The crimson spike clashed with the dragon's claws, the fire and wood spiritual energies collided fiercely, the howling gale was burned away, and the long clouds were swept away by the aftershocks, leaving a thousand-foot-deep void.

Hu Lei and Xiao Changce, who were locked in combat, were also forced to retreat by the aftershocks, and each used their defensive treasures, the Jade Lotus Platform and the Ancient Stone Tablet, to protect themselves.

Fang Yi waved his hand to recall the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, a strange smile playing on his lips, and said in a deep voice:
"Why is Senior Sister Wuhua so intense?"
We keep to ourselves and don't interfere with each other. Junior brother, have you offended senior sister?

"His near-perfect [Azure Dragon Fighting Technique], though aided by a magical artifact, demonstrates that Junior Brother's talent in combat is unparalleled in Xuan Yang."

As the mist dissipated, crimson light emerged. The Five-Flower Immortal's long, dark blue hair was half-disheveled, adorned with blood coral hairpins at her temples. Her graceful body was wrapped in crimson silk gauze, and a soul-capturing bell hung from her bare ankles.

Ding-ling-ling
"Ring ring."

The melodious ringing stirred her heart. Her expression was languid as her gaze swept over Hu Lei and Xiao Changce, finally settling on Fang Yi, who stood tall and exuded a powerful aura.

"It's only been a short time since Uncle-Master Tianque passed on the Azure Dragon Fighting Technique to you, Junior Brother, and you, Qingyangzi, have already cultivated this wondrous technique to near perfection!" Her eyes shone with admiration as she spoke with a smile. "No wonder Qing Sui died at Junior Brother Fang's hands after advancing to the mid-stage of Core Formation."

"Hu Lei, Xiao Changce, I have important matters to discuss with Junior Brother Fang. You may leave now!"

Xiao Changce and Hu Lei exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

One of them is a master, and the other is a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator. They are both top figures in Xuan Yang Mountain and even the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World. Yet now, they can't even participate in a conversation between the two.

How strong is Fang Yi now?
How much more skill is needed to reach the level of a true master?

Xiao Changce murmured to himself, and without lingering, transformed into a streak of crimson light and headed towards Yunhe Island.

Afterwards, we need to continue attacking the spiritual lands under the jurisdiction of Biyue Pavilion. Jiuquan Mountain can be regarded as the number one spiritual land under the jurisdiction of Biyue Pavilion, with the most abundant opportunities and the most strict guards.

Now that Fang Yi has become a capable person, as his master, he naturally has to do his best to eliminate any accidents.

"They do know what's good for them!"

With a slight raise of her phoenix eyes, she fixed her gaze on the imposing Hu Lei Zhenren, who was surrounded by purple light, and her face showed displeasure.

"how?

Hu Lei, did you not hear what I said?

"Or do you feel your cultivation has improved and wish to spar with me to test your skills?"

"Hu Lei wouldn't dare!"

The burly man's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly spoke. Although they were both mid-stage Core Formation cultivators, and his cultivation had improved, it was clear from the magical techniques he had just used that the gap between him and the Five-Flower True Person was widening.

"Master, your cultivation is truly impressive!"

Master Hu Lei sighed softly and quietly changed how he addressed the other person.

In the world of cultivation, cultivation level is paramount. To gain the approval of a sect leader-level True Person like the Five Flowers True Person, Fang Yi's combat skills must be superior to his.

Since neither of them has any lineage or lineage to inherit, from this day forward, in order not to damage Fang Yi's dignity, and also for their own sake, the title of "Junior Brother" will never be used again.

'In just a few years, this Senior Brother Qingyangzi has made such rapid and skillful progress!'

Hu Lei murmured to himself, then bowed to Fang Yi before transforming into lightning and disappearing into the clouds.

"Alright, now that these good-for-nothing Core Formation cultivators have left, it's time for us to get down to business."

The Five-Flower Immortal's sleeves fluttered, and crimson light surged forth, transforming into fiery red auspicious clouds. With a slender, delicate hand, the auspicious clouds condensed, and a set of crimson jade tea tables appeared.

"Junior Brother Fang, please!"

Fang Yi lifted the hem of his robe and sat down beside the jade table, saying in a deep voice, "What brings Senior Sister Wuhua here?"

"Isn't it all because of you, Junior Brother Fang?"

The beautiful woman with a face as lovely as the moon parted her red lips slightly, revealing a tea set, and gracefully began to brew the spiritual spring water.

Her posture was languid, and her words carried an unprecedented level of intimacy.

"because I?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, not surprised by the change in Wu Hua's posture.

In Xuan Yang Mountain, great masters like Tian Que and Chi Mei rise to the top, while the mediocre fall.

Following the example set by those above, and influenced by what they hear and see, it's perfectly normal for Wu Hua to have this kind of personality. Of the three great masters of Xuan Yang Mountain, Huang Guangsheng, who is in seclusion and clinging to life, is the most humane.

"It's naturally because of Junior Brother Fang!"

With a gentle touch of her jade-like hand, the scalding spring water in the jade pot transformed into two crystal-clear streams, brewing the spiritual tea in the jade cup.

"Junior Brother Fang, try my cooking."

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Fang Yi pinched the teacup between two fingers, releasing a wisp of withering and flourishing magic power. After confirming it was not poisonous, he drank it down in one gulp, his mouth filled with a sweet aftertaste.

Feel the gentle warmth nourishing your spirit, like a clear spring flowing through your body's acupoints. Your magical power is vibrant, and the runes on the azure gold elixir in your dantian are all clearly visible.

This is a first-grade Golden Elixir of Withering and Flourishing, yet its quality was refined by a cup of spiritual tea!

“Good tea!”

"It's definitely good tea!"

"Even my Uncle-Master Tian Quezi has no stock of this top-grade, third-tier Soul-Cleansing Tea; only the old man has a few ounces left as a last resort."

Wu Hua held the jade teapot, tilting it slightly, and the crystal-clear tea, tinged with a hint of tender green, slid down again.

"If it weren't for my junior brother's swift and decisive killing of Qing Sui of the White Bone Sect, my senior sister would still be cultivating on Xuan Yang Mountain and wouldn't have had to make this trip."

This soul-cleansing tea was also prepared by the old man for his junior brother. It was brewed by me using incense-making techniques, and it's enough to quickly replenish vital energy, heal hidden wounds, and restore one's foundation.

Her gaze swept over Fang Yi, whose expression remained unchanged and whose aura was pure, and she nodded slightly.

"It seems that Junior Brother Fang was not seriously injured when he killed Qing Sui, and his path to cultivation remains unchanged."

"Junior Brother Fang, your skills are truly remarkable!"

"You defeated a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator in the early stage without suffering serious injury. You deserve the respect of me, Hengyi, and Xishan."

Master Wuhua patted his storage bag, and a decree with an incense burner engraved on the front fell down.

"This is my contact decree. If you wish to refine spiritual incense, you may come to me."
This is a treatment even your master, Xiao Changce, didn't receive."

"Thank you very much, Senior Sister Wuhua."

Fang Yi took out a jade decree from his sleeve. The front of the decree was engraved with the Great Sun of Qingyang, and the back was engraved with a swaying blue lotus.

"Senior Sister, if you wish to brew spiritual medicine or refine puppets, you may come to me."

"Then it would be impolite of me to refuse, Senior Sister."

He put away the token, his face showing a genuine smile, which quickly turned serious.

"Since Junior Brother Fang possesses such cultivation, capable of killing a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator like Qing Sui, he should be able to protect himself even against the Sect Leader."

She raised two long, slender, and fair fingers and said in a deep voice.

“In Xuan Yang Mountain, the capable rise and the mediocre fall. My Uncle Tian Que sent me here to give you two instructions.”

Firstly, my uncle divined the secrets of heaven and gleaned some clues. The White Bone Sect's Abyss Sea has been bought off by the Azure Water Pavilion. Junior brother, be careful; that old bone is no ordinary person.

Secondly, whether Junior Brother should continue his attack on the sacred land of [Nine Springs Mountain] is up to him; the sect will not interfere.

"No more intervention?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, his mind racing as he analyzed the thoughts of the Grand Master of Xuan Yang Mountain.

After a moment, a sharp glint appeared in his eyes, and he seemed to be deep in thought as he tentatively asked.

"Is it acceptable to disobey the Grand Master's previous decree, remain stationed in the Azure Sky, and stop advancing?"

"Alright!" Wu Hua nodded slightly.
"I see."

Fang Yi understood that Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion were already mortal enemies, and he had also refined the spiritual veins of Yunhe Island. If he were Yu Yuanzi, he would not have let it go either.

Thus, neither holding the strategic position nor launching a further attack on the sacred land of Jiuquan Mountain could stop the increasingly brutal war that followed.

"Senior Sister Wuhua, if I want to continue attacking Jiuquan Mountain, how much support can the sect provide?"

"There has been absolutely no support."

Wu Hua paused slightly, seeing Fang Yi remain calm and still, like an ancient tree, exuding a long and steady aura, showing no sign of tension.

She continued to speak.

"Junior brother, you have such profound skill in cultivating your inner energy."
The sect is short-handed and lacks support from other Core Formation cultivators.

However, if Junior Brother can conquer Nine Springs Mountain, then in the war to annihilate the White Bone Sect, Uncle Tianque is willing to give Junior Brother an extra 10% of the benefits. "In addition, the spiritual items needed for the third-order superior puppet array inherited by the Green Wood Palace."

"We can help with preparations within the sect."

　5000+
　　还差1000
　　
　
(End of this chapter)