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

Chapter 816 Green Snake Presents Treasure, Battle with White Bones

"Start refining pills?" Xu Qingshe looked at Fang Yi with curiosity.

"I have some natural talent and opportunity in alchemy, and I am quite adept at sensing the impurities produced when cultivators ingest pills."

Having cultivated to this point, in the art of alchemy, there is no one in the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World who can surpass me.

He paused slightly, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes, and continued:

"In the vast Xuan Yang Mountain, whether one is practicing Qi cultivation, building a foundation, or forming a golden core, all people need to take elixirs."

But my senior brother's magical power is pure and stable. Since we met, he seems to have never taken any pills to increase his cultivation.

What kind of elixir is this? Do I need to ask, Senior Brother?

"Oh?

"When did Junior Brother Xu discover that I wasn't taking pills to improve my cultivation?" Fang Yi asked with a light laugh.

"When I first joined Xuanyang Mountain, I noticed my senior brother when Master Changce presided over the Heart Refining Formation."
Otherwise, even with Junior Sister Yang's intervention, the outer disciples wouldn't have been able to persuade me to go to Yunze Market for a small gathering.

Xu Qingshe's face showed a look of reminiscence.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years of cultivation had passed, and of the friends he had made in the world of cultivation, only a handful remained.

"A small gathering at Yunze Market?" Fang Yi asked, his eyes slightly closed.
"Junior brother, aren't you worried that I'm poor and unable to afford pills to increase my cultivation?"

Instead of not taking any pills?

"I had some doubts at first, after all, I was not familiar with my senior brother, and I knew neither his background nor his situation."

But afterwards, you, me, Qingsong, Dacheng, and Junior Sister Yang, through the sale of puppet armor at Duobaoge, made Senior Brother a fortune of spirit stones.
Afterwards, he met with his senior brother many times, and his magical power remained pure and refined, without any impurities caused by consuming elixirs.

My senior brother's foundation was so pure that he didn't even need to take a single pill to enhance his magical power.

From that moment on, I knew that my senior brother was not the kind of person who was greedy for quick success or reckless, and I made up my mind to befriend him.

Xu Qingshe scratched his head and smiled憨厚ly. Although he was upright and honest, he treated people sincerely.

However, he was not a foolish person without any guile.

'I see! ’

Inside the ancient bronze ring, 'Old Chen's' face twitched, a hint of relief in his expression.

No wonder.
No wonder you, young Xu, were determined to find Fang Yi to refine puppets after your two meetings with him.

His methods are utterly shameless; for a dignified first-grade high-level alchemist to come knocking on his door is truly something I've never seen in my entire life.

'Hehe.' Xu ​​Qingshe's divine sense flowed, reaching into the bronze ring on his left index finger.

'Old Chen, it was difficult to find someone with the cultivation level to refine fire-repelling puppets back then, but we did manage to find one.'

But none of them possessed the same level of refined and pure magical power as Senior Brother Fang Yi.

At that time, I thought about Fang Yi, who was able to resist the temptation of swallowing pills and using their power to quickly improve his cultivation.

Regardless of his character, his moral integrity is first-rate; he is not a short-sighted person.

Even the most ruthless person, if you befriend such a person, will still weigh the pros and cons and consider their future cultivation.

'The more skilled an alchemist like me is in the art of alchemy, the less likely I am to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.'
As for the friendship that developed afterward, it was built up little by little.

It was quite unexpected that I was able to form such a friendship with Senior Brother Fang.

'Young Xu, I underestimated you.'

The bronze ring held a complex mix of emotions in 'Old Chen,' who then let out a soft sigh. He had thought that Xu Qingshe had been immature back then.

Fang Yi wanted to befriend Fang Yi, a poor and unskilled cultivator.

In retrospect, it seems he was too easily swayed.

It's possible that two of them had only known each other for a short time, and Xu Qingshe was also wary of them, keeping Fang Yi as a backup plan.

Out of the corner of his eye, Fang Yi glanced at the bronze ring and sensed an extremely faint exchange between the two, which even a Core Formation cultivator could not detect.

"Junior Brother Xu, the pills I need to refine are still quite a distance from your current level of alchemy expertise."

I haven't collected the main ingredients yet. We'll consider this matter once my junior brother's alchemy cultivation reaches the quasi-fourth level."

"Near-fourth rank?"

Xu Qingshe sensed the lush vitality of the sect leader level and vaguely guessed what Fang Yi wanted.

This is something that a cultivator who has just entered the mid-stage of Core Formation would value so highly, given his strong foundation and resources, and who is now poised to reach the level of a sect leader.

In the vast cultivation world of Dayun, there are very few things that can catch the eye of Senior Brother.

It all boils down to top-tier spiritual treasures and the advancement of cultivation, ultimately leading to the unattainable step of reaching the Core Formation stage, a goal that is the envy of countless Nascent Soul cultivators.

Forming a Nascent Soul!
Once one enters the Nascent Soul realm and attains the rank of True Monarch, in the vast and boundless human realm, whether in the Great Yu cultivation world or the Qiongzhou...
They are all top figures, regional overlords!
"Senior brother, you have such great ambitions!"

"Haha, Junior Brother Xu, we cultivators must maintain a heart as thin as ice and act with courage and diligence."

If you don't even have the ambition to covet the higher realms, you might as well find a sacred place to take many wives and concubines and continue your bloodline.

Soft jade and warm fragrance, be a rich man, a local tyrant.

Why embark on this thorny path of cultivation, questioning the way to immortality?

Fang Yi stood with his arms crossed, his posture calm and imposing. His robes fluttered in the wind, and his eyes held a hint of wickedness and a touch of determination.

It seems that in order to break through the barrier, everything can be abandoned.

'A ruthless leader?!'

Within the bronze ring, sensing the resolute and unstoppable aura, Elder Chen's expression turned solemn as he murmured softly.

'Young Xu, I thought I was looking up to Fang Yi.'

Unexpectedly, we both underestimated Senior Brother Fang. With such spirit, even among the many geniuses and powerful figures in the Central Plains, few can match him.
Any cultivator of this kind, as long as they don't die young, could become a regional overlord.

"Hey, after the ancient war to seal the demons, the ancestral vein of Qiongzhou was broken, and it became the most remote place."

Now it seems this shallow water is going to nurture a true dragon?

Old Chen gave a half-smile and murmured softly.

'The premise is that the path to immortality is perilous, and Fang Yi must not perish. Once a person dies, all is lost; no matter how good one's character or how outstanding one's talent, it's all for naught.'
It was just a handful of dust.

"Elder Chen, given Senior Brother Fang Yi's meticulous nature, how likely is it that he might perish?" Xu Qingshe whispered a reminder.

Having cultivated for nearly two hundred years, in the vast world of cultivation, he had never seen a cultivator more prudent in his actions than Fang Yi.

He clearly has excellent aptitude for combat, yet he's only at the Qi Refining stage and is mingling among the outer disciples.

After establishing a foundation, a mid-grade Dao foundation is faked as a low-grade Dao foundation. Unless one befriends the person, there is no trace of their true origin.

After reaching the Core Formation stage, it becomes even more extreme.

The dignified Golden Core cultivator, now all the cultivators on the vast Xuan Yang Mountain, including the Grand Masters, believe that Fang Yi has condensed a True Core.

At most, he could only be a half-step Golden Core cultivator.
Xu Qingshe didn't even need to think about it; he knew that in the past two hundred years, countless cultivators had been deceived by Fang Yi's seemingly harmless spiritual doctor disguise.

He thought to himself, "This sect leader's cultivation level might not even be all of Fang Yi's trump cards."
After all, his senior brother was utterly shameless in his actions.
If selling oneself could lead to breaking through to the Great True Person realm, who knows...
Do not!
Fang Yi would definitely sell seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen rounds, and still not be satisfied.
"Junior Brother Xu, what are you thinking about?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that Xu Qingshe seemed to be misunderstanding him.
"without!"

Xu Qingshe was startled. Although her senior brother was a good person, he was never very shrewd.

An eye for an eye must be retaliated against, and a grudge must be settled immediately.
Even if one is temporarily outmatched, one will surely retaliate after further advancement in cultivation.
He is a typical example of someone whose hatred, even ten generations ago, could be avenged.

He was hoping Fang Yi would suppress the Bone Spirit Yin Flame, but he didn't want to be remembered for it.

Given their relationship, it wouldn't be a problem to tame the Yin Flame, but they would certainly suffer a lot.

"Tsk
Junior brother's cultivation is still too shallow.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of shrewdness in them, and he understood.

'Sure enough, that green snake was talking behind that remnant soul's back, and it wasn't anything good.'

"No!
Senior brother has misunderstood!

Xu Qingshe's robust and well-proportioned body stiffened, and he secretly thought something was wrong, so he quickly changed the subject.

He had witnessed how much trouble Huo Zhao, Li Heng, and Qi Jie had suffered at Fang Yi's hands.

Although it will ultimately benefit one's cultivation, this suffering is not something one must endure.

"Senior brother, where are Yu'er, Heng'er, and Zhao'er?"

I brought some elixirs and spiritual items, which should be helpful for their breakthrough cultivation.

"Buzz!"

Xu Qingshe patted his storage bag, and three beams of spiritual light flew out, splitting into three.

The alms bowl, a ritual implement, holds a pool of spiritual water, shimmering with a deep blue light, and faintly emitting the tinkling sound of spring water.

A half-lotus pod, about the size of a fist, surrounded by lush green life.

And a crimson precious pill, contained in a white jade bottle, whose blood and qi could still be felt bursting forth even with the third-level treasure seal.

"This is?!"

Fang Yi's gaze swept over the three spiritual objects, his expression softening, and his words remaining enigmatic.

"Green Snake, you've gone too far."

"It's just three Core Formation spiritual items. They may be precious to Foundation Establishment cultivators, but for us, they're just a few spirit stones."

Judging by the time, Yu'er, Zhao'er, and Heng'er will all be close to achieving the Core Formation stage.

If this step is successful, it will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.

If it fails

Xu Qingshe shook his head slightly. Having progressed step by step from the Qi Refining stage, how could he not know how cruel the Core Formation stage was?

“Yu’er, Zhao’er, and Heng’er are all children I’ve watched grow up since they were little.”

By sheer chance, I acquired three Core Formation spiritual treasures. Since I have no successor in the Daoist lineage, as their uncle, I should naturally lend a hand to my nephew.

Inside the bronze ring, 'Old Chen' remained silent. If he hadn't witnessed Fang Yi's domineering aura earlier, the cost of investing three Core Formation spiritual artifacts would indeed have been high.

However, he was a Core Formation True Person with excellent character and a firm Daoist resolve.
Even a third-tier Core Formation spiritual item is nothing special.
"I'll accept this spiritual item on behalf of my worthless disciple."

Seeing that Xu Qingshe had made up her mind, Fang Yi waved his sleeve and put away the three spiritual items.

If Core Formation artifacts were so easily obtained, the vast Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World wouldn't have only a handful of Core Formation True Immortals.

Furthermore, these three Core Formation spiritual items correspond to the three paths of [Wood Growth], [Sunflower Water], and [Qi and Blood], respectively.

It was clearly meticulously prepared; even a third-level alchemist would have to put in a lot of effort and pay a price. It was not a mere coincidence as Xu Qingshe claimed.

With the aid of this Qi and Blood Elixir, Huo Zhao's chances of forming his core can be increased by another 20%.
As for Yu'er, her chances of breaking through to the Golden Core stage are much higher, and Heng'er's pill quality also has a chance to advance another step.

Fang Yi's eyes swept over the sweet pear tree with a deep look. With Xu Qingshe's help, the mark of the Great True Person in the Origin could be erased.

However, it was inevitable that the cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion would be alerted.
'The time is not yet ripe; it is not the time to seize the treasure.'

His hands pulsated with magical power, and on the ancient altar, which was half collapsed, strange witchcraft crawled like insects.

“Junior Brother Xu, the White Bone Sect cultivators have been here for some time. As for the Azure Water Pavilion Master Ruan Xiang, it seems that he has not yet reached the Master True Person realm.”

But she has cultivated for over a hundred years longer than you, and has already crossed that threshold; she is a genuine sect leader.

Let's not waste any time; let's first study the Blood Altar.

"One can learn from others' experiences; first, one should refine one's own skills in alchemy and medicine."

Xu Qingshe nodded slightly, and with a flick of her finger, crimson light rose and transformed into a cloud bed.

He sat cross-legged, his divine sense probing into the altar.

A fourth-order inheritance is rare, let alone an inheritance of witchcraft and medicine. Afterwards, Nine Springs Mountain will inevitably engage in a bloody battle with the White Bone Sect and the Azure Water Pavilion.

We must stop the White Bone Sect's Abyss Sea Old Monster and the Azure Water Pavilion's Sect Leader Ruan Xiang; every bit of progress in their cultivation must be seized.

How could a Core Formation True Person or the leader of the Azure Water Pavilion, who emerged from countless battles among cultivators, be a simple individual?

Ruan Xiang was outmaneuvered and defeated by Fang Yi, and forced to leave Jiuquan Mountain. It wasn't that she was weak or that she handled things poorly.

But
Xu Qingshe glanced at the creature out of the corner of her eye; its entire body was surrounded by lush green vitality, and she was multitasking.

While studying the lineage of witchcraft and medicine, he also used the floating Azure Blood Bodhi Branch to precisely neutralize the magical restrictions of the Sweet Pear Tree, pretending to be unaware of the Azure Water Pavilion's hidden tricks.

'It's because my senior brother Fang is too terrifying.'
Take one step, but plan ten steps ahead.

Even with her deepest thoughts, Ruan Xiang could never have imagined that such a top prodigy, from the age of ten when she began practicing Qi cultivation, had always acted with utmost secrecy, devoid of any youthful impetuosity. Even upon reaching the Core Formation stage, she remained like a hidden dragon in deep water, concealed and unseen.

"Edict!"

The furnace of heaven and earth was raised and transformed into a bright red sun, shining brightly in all directions.

Xu Qingshe used her fingertips to perform a series of hand gestures, activating the Heaven and Earth Furnace Technique to combine with her natal treasure.

"Buzz!"

The six crimson treasures manifested, with hidden runes flowing, outlining the seventh treasure.

With the help of his natal magic weapon, Xu Qingshe's aura surged again, probing into the Blood Witch Platform.

"Buzz!"

The four-story crimson altar trembled, and the ancient and barbaric lands transformed into ancient people who mined spiritual roots and precious minerals to worship heaven and earth, as mysterious energy soared into the sky.

On the scarlet altar, it seemed as if gods and demons were weeping, their presence both majestic and eerie.

One after another, phantom images of demons appeared, some with three heads and six arms, some with a hundred eyes, and some with one arm and no head.

The demon god, wielding a witch bell, conch shell, pestle, and ancient cauldron, embodies the ancient Nuo dance, showcasing the legacy of witchcraft and medicine.

"This energy?"

On the mountainside of Jiuquan, beside a thatched hut, one can see two great suns, one blue and one red, rising from Linglong Peak, shining brightly.

Xiao Changce seemed to be deep in thought, and murmured in a low voice.

"It seems Fang Yi had planned this all along. As his master, I can't let him down."

His gaze swept over the Bone-Turning Cinnamon Tree, but the Thunder-Calling Immortal had already left.

"disease!"

A bronze lamp was lit, and Xiao Changce stroked the brown patterns on it, looking lost and forlorn.

"If this disciple proves unworthy, in the end we will still have to rely on the legacy left by our master."

He opened his mouth and blew, and the tiny flame flickered, scattering sparks that burned a gap in the Azure Water Law Barrier.

"Ah Jiu, make your move!"

"hiss!"

A delicate, small serpent shot out from the sleeve, leaving a blur as it passed through the magical barrier created by the burning lamplight.

With a flick of its tail, several molted cassia seeds fell, and Ajiu swallowed a thumb-sized seed, quickly passing through the magical barrier.

"laugh!"

The healing of the magical barrier was only half a breath slower than the spirit snake. Ajiu, her body gleaming with jade light, coiled around Xiao Changce's arm, her ruby-like eyes glaring.

"That was a close call, Xiao Lang!"
If she had been even half a breath slower, Ah Jiu would have become a tailless snake, completely unpresentable and utterly hideous!

"Thank you for your trouble, Ajiu."

Xiao Changce put away the bronze lamp, his eyes gentle as he stroked the delicate, cold scales, humming a little tune.

A blade flashed, and fragrant flesh fell from her arm, soothing the still-shaken A-Jiu.

A few moments.

A small, exquisite snake, its tongue flicking, falls asleep to a melodious tune.

Holding three Bone-Turning Osmanthus Fruits, Xiao Changce glanced in the direction of Biyue Pavilion, a chilling glint appearing in his eyes.

“You lowly maidservant of the Jade Water Pavilion, since you want to fight, let’s have a bloody battle and see who is better.”
"It has been a very, very long time since I have used my full strength."

Southwest of Dayun

The continuous mountain ranges rose and fell like burial mounds, surrounded by eerie energy, with phosphorescent lights flickering, and skeletons appearing and disappearing intermittently.

A pale light flashed, and one by one, the White Bone Sect cultivators, riding on magical artifacts such as skull ghost heads, white bone longswords, and scarlet cauldrons, continuously gathered at the very center of the mountain range.

"Old bones, do you have any news? What has happened? Has the sect leader issued a decree?"

"Yes, summoning all the cultivators in the sect is unprecedented in my life."

"Hey, do you all know about the Battle of Nine Springs Mountain? The Azure Water Pavilion suffered a crushing defeat, and its sacred land was seized by Qingyangzi, the current leader of Xuan Yang Mountain."

The silent, pale mountain peak rose abruptly from the ground, resembling a large tomb. As the cultivators gathered, it gradually became more noisy.

A stream of divine consciousness flowed, accompanied by discussions about Jiuquan Mountain, and a series of eerie, yin-like auras descended.

"With Ruan Xiang of the Jade Water Pavilion guarding Mount Jiuquan, and even a True Immortal of the sect leader level not taking action, who can defeat him?"

A monk with long, dark hair, holding a bone palm, raised one finger.

"I have exclusive information about a near-third-tier refined bone."

"."

The noisy discussion quieted down. Of the seven or eight cultivators present who had spoken, all were at least at the Pseudo-Core Formation level.

However, it would be too extravagant to waste a near-third-tier spiritual medicine just for news that would be available soon.

"Old Master Yu, this information is far too valuable for me to afford."

"Yes, yes, we will know the news in about ten days at most."

"Old Monster Yu, you're incredibly greedy, asking for such an outrageous sum?!"

"A second-grade high-quality spirit stone, though not refined a hundred times, is still refined eighty times."
"Old Monster Yu, please speak up!"

"Near-third-tier Hundred-Refined Bone, price only!"

Yu You leaned on his bone cane, unmoved. He had paid a considerable price for this information and was determined to recoup his investment.

"Wow!"

A three-foot-long, pale spiritual bone slid across the room and landed in Old Monster Yu's arms, whereupon a calm voice rang out.

"Yu You, tell me in detail what happened at Nine Springs Mountain."

Yu You felt the bulge in her arms and was startled. She quickly turned around and saw that Chi Mingzi was wearing a bright red robe and a three-yin crown, with a deep and mysterious aura.

She stood quietly behind him, less than five feet away.

"Senior Brother Chi Ming?!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Chi Ming!"

"We greet Senior Brother Chi Ming!"

"May the Crimson Netherworld Immortal be well!"

Yu You felt bitter. This old monster often went into seclusion in the Soul Refining Pool to break through the Green Marrow, and his death never disturbed him.

How did this matter get out of the pass?!
He hurriedly held the Hundred Refined Bone, took small steps to Chi Ming's side, and said obsequiously:

"It is my honor to enlighten Senior Brother Chi Ming. How could I possibly accept this spiritual object as a disciple?"

"Um?
"I'm giving it to you, so please accept it." Chi Mingzi nodded slightly, looked at Yu You, and said.

"Now that you've collected the Hundred Refined Bones, it's time to inform me of the news."

"Yes!

"Junior brother, please explain in detail!" Yu You felt relieved and said:

"Ruan Xiang of Biyue Pavilion is a ruthless character. It is said that she has already stepped halfway into the realm of the sect leader."

However, the newly appointed leader of Xuan Yang Mountain, Qing Yangzi Fang Yi, is even more superior.

In the ensuing battle, he defeated Ruan Xiang with his self-created magical technique, the "Hundred Wood Azure Spirit Whip," forcing her to retreat.

"Self-created wondrous techniques and supernatural powers?"

Chi Mingzi's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of interest appearing on his face.

"good!
Not bad!

Unexpectedly, besides Zhang Hengyi, the Ancestral Hall of Xuanyang Mountain has produced another formidable figure!

"I was defeated by Ruan Xiang before, and now that I have come out of seclusion, I intend to get revenge and settle the score."

Now that Ruan Xiang has been defeated by Fang Yi, I can defeat him.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by howling winds and the wailing of ghosts, a hall of white bones transformed into spiritual light and fled towards the Nine Springs Mountain.

"Buzz!"

In the desolate spiritual peak, guarded by layers of magical restrictions, a giant tomb stands tall, deep and silent, utterly deserted.

The emerald green Soul-Reflecting Mirror floats in the air, its light like water, reflecting the white bone palace that has vanished into the clouds.

"Biyue Pavilion?"

Xuanyang Mountain?
"I've finally got this opportunity!"

A white skeletal coffin, its body engraved with intaglio patterns and ghostly beasts, floats in the air, while the True Man of Abyss Sea wears a plain white burial robe and a tall hat.

He held a piece of pale, lifeless bone in his hand and murmured softly.

"You want me to take action?"
Help me break through to the realm of a Great True Person?
Do you really think I'm a three-year-old child, believing the nonsense spouted by this lowly servant girl from Biyue Pavilion?

"The Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation Realm is not the Great Yu Realm. It has a fourth-order spiritual vein suppressing its foundation, and Nascent Soul True Monarchs run rampant."

Being able to support two or three great masters is already the limit!

Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion are in cahoots in suppressing the sect leader's breakthrough.

"Hahaha, even the two old monsters, Yu Yuanzi and Tian Quezi, are too busy to help."

How could we miss such a golden opportunity?!
"You wouldn't believe it, would you? I was already capable of breaking through to the next level. I only did so in the past because I was afraid you'd resort to underhanded tactics, and I acted like a coward."

His pupils turned bluish, his eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and a faint green aura gathered within them.

Disciples from Jiuquan Mountain and Qianbo Lake have sent messages, while Dayun is the most powerful of the two factions. Xuanyang Mountain and Biyue Pavilion have already started fighting fiercely.

The Great Masters restrained and fought each other, and Tian Quezi even activated the Zhou Tian Bagua Diagram with all his might. The Biyue Pavilion's Overturning the Sea and Turning the Sky Flag also stirred up the wind and waves of Qianbo Lake.

"Yu Yuanzi?"

Is there a missing child in the sky?
He only broke through first by relying on the sect's foundation and the legacy of his predecessors!
"Once I've broken through to the next level, then I'll settle things with you all!"

As the magical power of the abyss flowed, a skeletal demon god, eighteen feet tall, with bones as black as jade and an eerie aura, appeared behind him.

【The White Bone Demon God】!
The great treasure, passed down through the ages and used to suppress the hidden power of the White Bone, is now being fully activated.

"boom!"

His energy merged with that of the White Bone Demon God, and his consciousness, magical power, and energy all continued to grow.

Crimson patterns appeared on the skin of the limbs. As the energy of the White Bone Demon God washed over them, the magical restrictions such as [Sealing Qi], [Suppressing Spirit], and [Locking God] within the crimson patterns turned into runes and dissipated.

"Edict!"

"The White Bone Divine Union Technique!"

After one month.

Outside Jiuquan Mountain, a chilling atmosphere prevailed. A hall of white bones was surrounded by phosphorescent flames, and ghostly wails echoed around it. Statues carved from the bones of cultivators of all ages were inlaid around the hall.

"Buzz!"

"arrive!"

Chi Mingzi was dressed in a bright red robe, his aura flowing freely.

More than ten eerie cultivators stood on either side, their faces respectful, afraid of angering this capricious old monster who was an expert in poisons.

He squinted at the sun high above Linglong Peak.

"Let me see just how much this Qingyangzi Fang Yi is capable of defeating that old hag Ruan Xiang?"

"Edict!"

He patted his storage bag, and a beam of eerie green light shot out, accompanied by the sound of insects wriggling.

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　　The book title will be changed to "Qingyang Immortal Path" on the first of next month. Fellow Daoists, please don't forget.
　　
　
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