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

Chapter 822 Advancement in Medical Skills, Disciple Condenses Core

In Jiuquan Mountain.

The spiritual veins trembled, ancient trees collapsed, and rocks crumbled.

The resulting changes in the magical restrictions turned dozens of unfortunate cultivators from the three sects into blood and gore.

As the bronze ring swept over Xiao Changce, who was steaming and cooking spiritual delicacies, "Old Chen" sighed in a hoarse voice.

Fang Yi is good at scheming.
The arts of medicine and poison are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. Chi Mingzi's cultivation of the third-tier superior poison arts far surpasses his own.

If he hadn't used the explosion of the spiritual vein to create a dangerous and advantageous location, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to use his life to perform magic.

He sensed the forbidden laws within Jiuquan Mountain, with the Yin energy of the White Bone Sect and the watery charm of the Azure Water Pavilion each accounting for 20%.

Of the remaining 60% of the spiritual lands, 40% are fraught with dangerous and dangerous magical restrictions that could threaten even a Core Formation cultivator; these are unclaimed lands.

The remaining 20% ​​of the spiritual plants and precious medicines were occupied by Xuan Yang Mountain.

'Old Chen' seemed to be deep in thought, and his divine sense rang in Xu Qingshe's ear.

"With the advantage of terrain in Jiuquan Mountain, Chi Mingzi cannot go all out, but with the killing power of the Poison Path, the disciples of Xuanyang Mountain will surely suffer defeat after defeat."

Although they are currently at a disadvantage, they have not been defeated.

It was Xu Xiaozhi, a third-tier mid-grade alchemist, who had taken over, and Xiao Changce, a third-tier mid-grade spiritual chef.

He said quietly, "Young Xu, you should learn from this: those who do not plan for the whole will find it difficult to plan for a part."

Fang Yi, this thousand-year-old tortoise, was cautious in his actions. Before attacking Nine Springs Mountain, he had already taken into account the reaction of the White Bone Sect.
Otherwise, let alone honing medical skills, even preserving the precious sweetgum tree on Jiuquan Mountain would be a pipe dream.

'Understood'
Senior Brother Fang's moves were as swift as a gazelle leaping off a cliff, terrifying to behold.

Xu Qingshe was shocked. If he had used force to suppress someone, he wouldn't have shown such respect.

However, Fang Yi used minimal force to deflect the attack, concealing his cultivation level without revealing the slightest bit. Even though Chi Mingzi and Ruan Xiang were unwilling to let the precious medicine be damaged.

Those three junior disciples, Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Li Heng, are most likely also Senior Brother Fang's backup plan.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent Da Cheng all this way, bringing the three of them here.

Xu Qingshe murmured to himself, as the furnace of heaven and earth breathed in and out spiritual herbs, their fragrance wafting in the air.

He cast a spell to collect the pills, and the jade bottle in his hand shimmered with crimson light, taking in ten near-third-tier Protecting Yuan Pills.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Senior brother, do you need my help?"
Ruan Xiang of the Azure Water Pavilion and Chi Mingzi of the White Bone Sect are both formidable figures. My senior brother, fighting two against one, is likely overwhelmed.”

"No need."

With a change in the magical power at his fingertips, the magical power surging from his dantian became three times stronger, and Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"This is my opportunity. In the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, there is only one third-tier superior poison master, Chi Mingzi."

He sparred with them to verify what he had learned, and his medical skills improved greatly, as did his knowledge of the Blood Witch Platform.

Junior brother, you can continue refining pills to replenish vital energy and maintain life force; I will take care of this matter myself.

Crimson medicinal patterns appeared at his temples, a rugged, primal aura emanated from him, and the sounds of sacrificial chants echoed. A smile played on his lips as he spoke meaningfully:

"It is indeed difficult to fight two opponents at once."

But Ruan Xiang might not be willing to lend a hand to Chi Mingzi now.

"As long as you understand, Senior Brother."

Xu Qingshe's gaze lingered on the witch-like markings at Fang Yi's temples, a look of envy creeping into her heart.

Two third-tier masters, one a healer and the other a poison master, engaged in a battle of wits with their disciples, resulting in a river of blood flowing through Jiuquan Mountain.

However, Fang Yi gained a great deal; a significant portion of the witchcraft and medicine tradition passed down in the Blood Witch Platform was absorbed.
"Qingyangzi?"

At the edge of Jiuquan Mountain, Chi Mingzi held a yellow clay urn in his hand, remotely sensing the vibrations of the underground spiritual veins.

"Humph!

However, you're like a turtle in a jar; let you be smug for a while longer.

"The magical restrictions left in the mountains are being broken one after another. Fang Yi, how much longer can you hold out?!"

He snorted coldly, disregarding the trouble of sending messages from afar and capturing Li Heng and Qin Yu, and his body began to tremble.

"town!"

The pale light emanating from the Hall of Bones seeped into the spiritual veins, constantly corroding the lush spring scenery and shattering its vitality.

"Ah"

From within the Nine Springs Mountain, a faint laugh seemed to rise.

The power of withering and flourishing continuously spread from the spiritual veins, and the shimmering blue light transformed into a scene of lush grass and flying birds, with green vines sprouting and fragrant grass growing luxuriantly.

It actually forced the white bone spirit to retreat step by step.

"Buzz!"

The insect runes on the inner wall of the Thousand Cocoon Urn wriggled, and colorful miasma surged out. Together with the White Bone Hall, they suppressed the shimmering blue light.

As he felt the poisonous miasma gradually dissipate, Chi Mingzi frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

'It's the same again. Fang Yi's control over magical power is so precise that he doesn't seem like a cultivator who has only been practicing for two hundred years.'

If we don't go all out, we can't defeat Fang Yi. But if we go all out, we might alert him.

My gaze swept over the Qiushui Pavilion, which was not far away. It was surrounded by azure water vapor, and Ruan Xiang inside the pavilion had a restrained and subtle aura.

A look of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

'This lowly maidservant stood by and did nothing, unwilling to let the cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion suffer too many casualties.'

This is an attempt to use someone else to do the dirty work, causing both Fang Yi and me to suffer heavy losses.
Unfortunately, I used the rudimentary form of the Poison Path to evolve my Daoist temple and step into the realm of a True Master.

'Cultivators are ultimately respected for their cultivation level!'

Inside the Autumn Water Pavilion, the water gathers and transforms into water droplets of varying sizes, refracting a pearl-like luster.

Sensing Chi Mingzi's displeasure, Yun Hui hesitated and whispered her advice:

"Senior Sister Ruan Xiang, isn't it going too far to let Chi Mingzi and Fang Yi fight like this?"
In just over a month, Fang Yi's medical skills had greatly improved. He had previously joined forces with Xu Qingshe to withstand Chi Mingzi's miasma.
Now, he can barely stop Chi Mingzi on his own.

If Fang Yi's medical skills advance further...

"There isn't even a complete third-order medical lineage in Xuan Yang Mountain. Fang Yi's ability to break through to the middle third-order level in the medical path is already a testament to his exceptional talent."
Go a step further?
Where did a cultivator with only two hundred years of experience acquire such profound knowledge?

Wearing an apricot-yellow flowing robe and holding a jade ruler, Ruan Xiang leaned back in a recliner, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, ignoring the sharp gazes outside the pavilion.

"If Xuan Yang Mountain had a medical lineage, how could it have allowed the spiritual physicians in the pavilion to dominate for more than five hundred years?"
Moreover, the White Bone Sect also harbors ill intentions; Junior Brother Yu Fengzi has discovered the whereabouts of the Yin Bone Old Monster.

She murmured quietly.

"What is Chi Mingzi planning to do by secretly harboring a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator?"

"Yin bone?"
"The Yin Bones of Yan Youtai, the successor of the Tianji Peak lineage?"

The fear in Yun Hui's eyes was palpable.

Having personally witnessed Yin Gu's attacks several times, he knew that this old monster was troublesome and was a top-tier cultivator even in the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Junior Brother Yu Fengzi confirmed again and again that it was indeed the Yin Bone Qi mechanism."

In addition, he also discovered the Qi mechanism of the newly formed Dan cultivator in Sudu Mountain.

Xuanmei, Guiyin, and Xuechi, three Core Formation cultivators, led by Yin Gu, converged their four auras in one place.

Ruan Xiang's lips curled up, but her eyes held no coldness, only the warmth of ancient ice.

"After killing Fang Yi, this Chi Mingzi most likely still harbors the intention to devour our lives and flesh."

"After all, Tian Quezi is restrained by his master, and there is no sect leader in the pavilion."

Below the level of a Great True Person, what cultivator could possibly do anything to him?

In the dead of night, as the silvery moonlight shone down, the blue and white spiritual lights that had been battling in Jiuquan Mountain gradually subsided.

After the aftermath of the massacre of over a hundred cultivators from the three sects, the stench of blood in Jiuquan Mountain intensified even further.

Chi Mingzi, dressed in a bright red robe, glanced at Qiu Shuiting with displeasure and snorted coldly.

He waved his sleeves.

"Oh!"

The heavy doors of the Hall of Bones were completely closed.

"Pong!"

In the empty, pale hall, one bone lamp after another lit up, their flames flickering.

Chi Mingzi looked at the cultivator below him, his brows furrowed slightly, and spoke.

Compared to half a month ago,

Before arriving at Nine Springs Mountain, did Fellow Daoist Xuanmei reveal his whereabouts?

She wore a scarlet robe, her figure was graceful, and she smiled with a mysterious and charming air, like a woman.

"Brother Chi Mingzi, rest assured. I have been careful on my journey here, concealing my cultivation level and disguising myself as a Foundation Establishment cultivator who has come to apply for the position."

Is that so?
Perhaps I'm overthinking it; the lowly maids of Biyue Pavilion have always been shameless.

Chi Mingzi did not doubt that Xuan Mei was lying.

The White Bone Sect's plan to break through to the Great True Person realm was not accomplished overnight; they had long been in cahoots with the three newly promoted Core Formation True Persons of Sudu Mountain.

Xuanmei, Guiyin, and Xuechi, as rogue cultivators, are all exceptional individuals, one in ten thousand, capable of condensing a true core.

They naturally knew that the real leaders of Dayun were Xuan Yang Mountain, Bi Shui Pavilion, Bai Gu Men, and He Huan Sect, all of which had their own sect leaders.

Even the Nine-Bend True Man of Fengling Immortal City is far inferior.

As he traveled upstream, Gray Crow, acting on behalf of the White Bone Sect, extended an olive branch, which he naturally accepted.

Chi Mingzi pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanmei, when will Fellow Daoists Guiyin and Xuechi arrive at Jiuquan Mountain?"
The restrictions in these mountains will wear them down in a year or two at most, at which point I and Ruan Xiang will be able to make our move.

We're too late. These many spiritual herbs, and the flesh and soul of Core Formation cultivators, will not fall into our hands.

Xuanmei made a promise.

"Brother Chiming, rest assured, Fellow Daoist Guiyin and Brother Xuechi will definitely arrive within the year."

Chi Mingzi frowned slightly, revealing a trace of his aura. Accompanied by the sounds of insects colliding and wriggling, the outline of a faint Daoist temple was being sketched out.
"The Sect Leader?!"

Xuanmei trembled, her hair standing on end, feeling as if her life and death were in someone else's hands.

"Brother Chi Ming, you...you actually took this step."

"If you do not see any ghostly figures or blood-stained teeth within three months, do not blame me for not warning you."

Chi Mingzi's words were calm, yet they were like a mountain of spiritual energy cascading down, making Xuan Mei gasp for breath.
He never imagined that the previously unassuming White Bone Sect would actually have two sect leaders in charge.
'Since the demon king is so monstrous, we should put aside the matter of the golden-armored lion for now.'
The deer demon has a high-grade third-tier cultivation level, which can be used as a backer, but ultimately it is a demon, not a human.

Xuanmei thought of her deal with the Desolate Dragon Demon King, feeling a pang of reluctance, but gritted her teeth and made the promise.

"Brother Chiming, rest assured, Xuanmei will go and inform Brother Guiyin and Brother Xuechi immediately."

"We will definitely arrive at Jiuquan Mountain within three months to jointly defeat Qingyangzi and seize the third-tier treasure medicine, as well as the flesh and blood, and soul of a true immortal."

Deep within the sacred land of Jiuquan Mountain, the withered and flourishing banners of the ruins have transformed into ancient, gnarled trees, their branches swaying and drooping with a misty vitality.

On the altar, Fang Yi, dressed in a robe that symbolizes mountains and rivers transforming into the moon, sat cross-legged, and a beam of emerald light shot out from the ground.

"Wow!"

The verdant light transformed into a six-tiered lotus platform, while wisps of miasma turned into lotus seeds, vibrating and corroding within the lotus pod.

He touched the brown lotus seed with his fingertip and sensed the toxicity of the miasma.

"laugh!"

The poison seeped into my index finger, and within moments, the skin on my palm peeled off, flesh corroded, and excruciating pain shot through me.

"Using the fiery dryness and the accumulated malevolent energy from beneath the earth as a guide... is there such a transformation in the path of miasma?"

Fang Yi's eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow; the excruciating pain seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

Auspicious clouds rose from the blue sky, carrying the fragrance of medicine. Nourished by the azure light, flesh and bone marrow grew in the palms, and the skin became supple and healthy.

Seeing that the poisonous miasma had been completely used up, he picked up another brown lotus seed from the lotus pod.

"Bah!"

The excruciating pain continued for several breaths. Fang Yi raised an eyebrow and used his own flesh and blood as a furnace to sense and comprehend the essence of the poisonous miasma.

Dozens of feet away, a pot of five kinds of spiritual treasures was being cooked by a crimson fire.

Xiao Changce waved his sleeve, dispelling the overwhelming sweetness.

Seeing his prized disciple test the poison on himself, a hint of concern flashed in his eyes.

If Fang Yi hadn't cultivated so diligently and never let go of any opportunity, he wouldn't have valued it so much.

Ruan Xiang and Chi Mingzi are already troublesome enough, but the White Bone Sect's Abyss Sea is inherently difficult to deal with.
If he were to break through to the Great True Person realm, the battle at Nine Springs Mountain would be completely unwinnable.

Xiao Changce was worried. Fang Yi's actions so far in the battle had far exceeded his expectations. But what if a Grandmaster intervened?
'Judging by the time, Uncle Tianque should have received the transmission talisman by now.'

I wonder what schemes they have up their sleeves.

He felt helpless, for in the end, the Great Cloud was too barren, unlike the Great Yu which was rich in spiritual treasures.

[Xuan Tao's Hundred-Day Banquet] Having been trapped in a bottleneck for a long time, the most confidential information within the sect, limited by his cultivation level, will not be revealed to him.

When the moon reached its zenith, its silvery light shone down, draping a thin veil over Jiuquan Mountain, where bloodshed and carnage were taking place.

"Crack!"

With his black boots crushing the withered branches, Qin Yu gazed at the handsome cultivator on the altar. The miasma and azure light on his palms were constantly battling, flesh and blood falling off and growing back again.

A cloyingly sweet smell wafted over, and he became dazed, his soul wracked with pain.

He hurriedly activated his magic power, summoning a fist-sized medicine cauldron. Wisps of medicinal fragrance descended, isolating the poisonous miasma.

After swallowing a third-tier detoxification pill, his complexion felt better.

'The miasma is terrifying; even the residual fumes are enough to severely injure a Core Formation cultivator.'

Once the excruciating pain subsided, he clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said:
"Disciple Qin Yu greets Master."

"Um"

Fang Yi opened his eyes, crushed the miasma lotus seed, and waved his hand to release a wisp of medicinal energy to nourish Fan Dacheng's body.

'Da Cheng, you've worked hard this time.'

Then, he used his index finger to generate magical power, and a strand of azure hair emerged and entered Qin Yu's acupoint.

Five breaths later.

"Not bad!"

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly, and he waved his sleeve.

Behind him, the ancient trees were covered in green light, which completely dispelled the poisonous miasma that had afflicted Qin Yu.

"You were able to suppress the miasma with your own power. Yu'er, your spiritual medicine has made another breakthrough. You have accumulated a very strong foundation in the quasi-third rank and are not far from becoming a third-rank medical master."

Once you break through the barrier and condense your core, your essence, energy, and spirit will undergo a transformation, allowing you to advance further in the path of spiritual medicine.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face. His disciple, whom he had nurtured for so long, was finally ready to be used.

"Yu'er, have you completed the True Dao Chapter of your spiritual root cultivation?"

"I have had some fortuitous opportunities, and with the help of my Uncle-Master Qijie, I have once again refined my Dao foundation."

Qin Yu wore a black brocade robe and a lotus crown. He made a hand seal with his long index finger, and behind him, lush green life force gathered and transformed into a large seventh-grade green lotus.

"Heng'er, what about you?"

Fang Yi's gaze shifted and landed on Li Heng, who was wearing a Vast Ocean Dharma Robe, a Nine Springs Crown, and a long sword at his waist.

"Master, please look!"

Li Heng's lips curled slightly, his robes fluttered, and the sound of waves crashing within his body continued, while azure light shone forth.

Eight rivers of varying sizes meander and flow, subtly evolving into a vast and boundless sea.

"Another high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator." Xu Qingshe strolled over, his eyes filled with affection.

"Senior Brother Fang, your disciple has truly become accomplished."

He glanced at Huo Zhao, who was trailing behind the three, frowned slightly, and then spoke:

"Zhao'er, how is your cultivation of the True Dao Chapter of Spiritual Root Ascension?"

"This"

Huo Zhao, clad in battle armor, wore a face that should have been full of heroic spirit, but instead revealed a bitter taste.

"This disciple has failed to live up to Master's expectations."

"Wow!"

Golden aura and blood-red smoke rose, evolving into layers of Dharma platforms to suppress all directions.

"The Dharma Platform has six levels, and there's another half-grade?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, but then his expression softened and he said gently.

"Spiritual plants that cultivate Qi and Blood are rare, and it's already remarkable that Zhao'er was able to use them to partially replenish her foundation."

Xiao Changce, without anyone noticing, also leaned over, his eyes filled with surprise and delight.

"Two are of superior-grade Dao Foundation level, and one is of top-grade mid-grade Dao Foundation level."
Fang Yi, once your three disciples reach the Core Formation stage, the Five Extremes Peak lineage will have a solid foundation within the sect.

With the Creation Banner and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch suppressing the fortune, a hundred years later, the Five Extremes Peak lineage will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Xuan Yang, Wu Geng Zi, and Zu Shi Tang lineages.

He spoke.

"Qin Yu, did the three of you foresee the spiritual objects bestowed upon you by the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang in our sect?"

"Report to Master."

Qin Yu was well-mannered, like a refined gentleman.

"Since the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang have not yet been determined, the sect should not draw upon spiritual objects for Core Formation. However, after Master destroyed the Nine Springs Mountain..."
The sect dispatched the fake Core Formation True Person, Senior Sister Wuhua, to deliver Core Formation spiritual items to us.

"Senior Sister?" Xiao Changce's lips twitched as he muttered. "Still has such a twisted sense of humor."

"Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Li Heng, when you three meet the Five Flowers Immortal, you can address him as your senior uncle."

Fang Yi patted the storage bag, and three beams of spiritual light fell down.

They transformed into alms bowls, each holding a pool of spiritual water, shimmering with a deep blue light, the sound of the spring water tinkling incessantly.

The azure light dissipated, the fragrance of lotus lingered, and a half-lotus pod, about the size of a fist, was surrounded by lush green vitality.

The crimson pill, contained within the white jade bottle, was faintly visible. The third-tier protective barrier dissipated, and a burst of qi and blood smoke erupted forth.

"This is?"

Qin Yu's eyes lit up with surprise, and he subconsciously took a step forward; Li Heng's body was surrounded by azure spiritual light as he stared intently at the alms bowl artifact.

Huo Zhao felt his blood surge like a tide, sensing the resonance between the precious pill and his internal energy.

"These are the spiritual items prepared for you, Uncle-Master Xu Qingshe, to help you achieve Core Formation."

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi sent the alms bowl, lotus seedpod, and elixir bottle into the arms of his three disciples.

"I summoned you here because I intend for you to form your core at Jiuquan Mountain, so that you can prepare for the White Bone Sect's future conquest."

"Yu'er, Zhao'er, Heng'er, what do you think?"

"If you are unwilling, I can have Junior Brother Xu take action and send you back to Qingkong Cliff."

Fang Yi was all smiles, his demeanor gentle and refined, and his eyes filled with loving kindness.

"Don't worry, just follow your heart."

"I will leave everything to Master!" Qin Yu bowed and said resolutely.

"I was able to cultivate to the peak of Foundation Establishment thanks to Master's guidance. Now, to retreat because of a slight threat would be worse than being a pig or a dog."

Huo Zhao's face stiffened, and he was speechless. He hurriedly spoke.

"What my eldest and second senior brothers say is absolutely right!"

This disciple thinks so too!

"What my senior brother says is absolutely right."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes, and the coldness in his heart receding.

'They do respect their teachers and value the Way'

"In that case, I would like to trouble Junior Brother Xu to lend me a hand in adjusting the wind and water, and connecting the spiritual veins."

"This is simple." Xu Qingshe put away the Heaven and Earth Furnace, patted his storage bag, and a feng shui compass flew out.

Fang Yi murmured to himself.

According to Jiu Shang's message, Xuan Mei should have arrived at the White Bone Sect's headquarters to pay respects to Chi Mingzi.

With such ghostly cunning and blood-stained teeth, these two True Immortals Nine Wounds couldn't hold them off for long.

Even if I inform Ruan Xiang, given the progress of the spiritual veins in Jiuquan Mountain, it won't buy me much time, and it won't allow me to advance my spiritual medicine to the upper third rank.

Fortunately.
Yu'er, Heng'er, and Zhao'er all respect their teachers.

Fang Yi made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch swam out of his sleeve like a fish.

He gripped the branch with his long, slender fingers, his power of life and death swirling within him.

"fall!"

"Snapped!"

Verdant branches plucked down, their slender tendrils spreading out, instantly binding the source of the earth's spiritual veins.

"Mandala Finger, break!"

A spiritual seed appeared at the fingertip, and nourished by magical power, a bewitching datura phantom bloomed in an instant.

"laugh!"

A gap was punched in the spiritual eye, and the essence of the spiritual vein dissipated.

"Junior Brother Xu, make your move!"

"Hurry!" Xu Qingshe's expression turned solemn as the golden pointer on the feng shui compass spun.

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches runes circulate, and the twenty-two talismans act as chains to stabilize the spiritual veins.

"Master, stabilize the earth's veins," Fang Yi said.

"This is simple."

Xiao Changce chuckled, took out a dragon-stabilizing stake from his sleeve, and used his magic to drive it into the ground, where it transformed into a stone well.

Although he had not yet reached the third level in the art of spiritual plants, as Huang Guangsheng's disciple, he was still quite proficient in near-third-level spiritual plant cultivation techniques.

"Gurgle."

The golden energy of the earth veins gathered and emerged from the stone well.

Fang Yi looked satisfied.

A near-third-tier Feng Shui master, a near-third-tier spiritual plant master, and also possessing a third-tier spiritual vein origin.
The gathering of spiritual energy is enough to enable the three disciples to break through to the Core Formation realm.

With a flick of his finger, dozens of bamboo seeds fell, took root, and sprouted.

A few breaths later, three elegant bamboo buildings stood erect, surrounded by magical restrictions and filled with spiritual energy.

"Yu'er, Zhao'er, Heng'er, go and condense your core, do not disappoint me."

Three months later, the sun will be high in the sky.

The camp near Jiuquan Mountain faintly reeked of blood, and the cultivators coming and going looked exhausted.

"This can't go on."

A divine sense emanated from the Autumn Water Pavilion and descended towards the Hall of White Bones.

“Brother Chiming, your spiritual poison is becoming increasingly weak, and the cultivators of Biyue Pavilion and Baigu Sect have suffered losses.”

Compared to three months ago, this represents a full 30% increase.

The colorful miasma appeared and disappeared, and a sinister divine consciousness flowed through it, which also surprised Chi Mingzi.

"Fang Yi used my miasma as a whetstone, and his medical skills improved rapidly."
"Unless I personally intervene, he can completely neutralize the miasma created by the Thousand Cocoon Jar."

"Go all out!" Ruan Xiang murmured anxiously, making a concession.

"Delay will only lead to unforeseen changes; we cannot allow Fang Yi to continue making such rapid progress."

Tomorrow I will order all the disciples of the Azure Water Pavilion to attack, without regard for casualties.”

"Can.

"It's wonderful that Fellow Daoist Ruan Xiang is willing to lend a hand."

A smile appeared on Chi Mingzi's lips.

Although Fang Yiling's medical skills have improved, they are not as great as he claimed.

Such actions were merely intended to force the Biyue Pavilion, which was preserving its strength and unwilling to let its disciples suffer casualties, to take action.

Inside the Hall of White Bones.

Chi Ming looked at the three Core Formation cultivators below him with a smile on his lips.

"Thank you for coming all this way to help me, fellow Daoists. I have already reached an agreement with Ruan Xiang of the Biyue Pavilion."
"Mid-stage Core Formation cultivators are ready to act; we will launch a full-scale attack on Nine Springs Mountain tomorrow."

"Once the magical restrictions on Nine Springs Mountain are completely removed, we will need the assistance of the three fellow Daoists."

(End of this chapter)