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

Chapter 841 The Great Clouds Conceal Their Secrets, Tianque Makes His Move

"Don't underestimate Yuan Hai; he is a first-rate figure among the Great True Immortals."

Tian Quezi lightly tapped his dove-shaped staff, and strands of starlight appeared, evolving into a dreamlike and enchanting illusion that slowly spread across the island in the middle of the lake.

The time is not yet ripe; it is not the time to reveal ourselves. We must conceal the presence of the Biyue Pavilion cultivators.

He gazed at the Nether Sun, which hovered in the air outside the formation, emitting yin energy, and said:

“It will take some time to conceal this small island. Let me test you.”

Having clashed with this old monster several times, young Fang, can you discern his true strength?

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Yuan Hai may appear young and full of vitality, but in reality, he exudes an aura of decay and decline."

Is this old monster Yuan Hai?

"This old monster is neither Yuan Hai nor not," Tian Quezi said with appreciation in his eyes and a satisfied nod.

"Our human race is full of wisdom and skill in cultivating immortality, and we can achieve the status of a True Immortal who has lived for five hundred years."

If one has the opportunity to ingest a longevity elixir or precious pill, one can extend their lifespan by another half a century.

If one were to refine the Golden Elixir of [Wood Growth], [Water Nourishment], and [Earth Profoundness], one could extend their lifespan by another hundred years; six hundred years is already the limit.

"What does Martial Uncle mean by this?" Fang Yi asked, looking puzzled.

“This Abyss Sea is not inhabited by human cultivators,” Tian Quezi chuckled, revealing a great secret.

"The founder of the White Bone Sect was called Yuanhai. After that, all the sect leaders changed their Taoist names using secret methods to align with the sect's energy after taking control of the White Bone Demon God."

Ostensibly, it's a magical artifact used to maintain the suppression's foundation by leveraging the sect's fortune; in reality, it nourishes the soul within the White Bone Demon God.

"That White Bone Demon God was originally the sacrifice of the Abyss Sea Old Monster, who used his physical body to refine it."

"I see?" Fang Yi suddenly realized and then spoke.

"The White Bone Sect has been established for over a thousand years. Only those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage can enjoy a lifespan of a thousand years."

How did this old monster from the Abyss Sea manage to survive until today?

"That's because he's not human; he has an extremely powerful origin."

Tian Quezi's eyes were deep and mysterious, and starlight flowed from the dove-shaped staff in his hand, spreading across half of the island in the lake.

"The Five Watches Ancestor left behind a record of his lineage. This Old Monster of the Abyss Sea has been a Great True Person since he appeared in the Great Cloud."

The patriarch fought him three times, and each time his cultivation level increased by one level until he reached the peak of Core Formation. However, he was trapped by spiritual objects and could not condense his nascent soul.

Moreover, the supernatural powers and techniques that Yuanhai used were so powerful that even the Five Watch Ancestor could not find any trace of them in Dayun, Dayu, or the Ten Thousand Mountains.

People leave their shadows as they pass by, geese leave their calls as they fly by.

The Great Master Yuanhai suddenly appeared, without any prior information about his cultivation.

The Five Watches Ancestor tried to divine the secrets of heaven several times, but to no avail.
After much effort, they finally managed to find a clue that Yuanhai originated from Lishan.

And it is highly likely related to the Yin Realm that was sealed by the ancient powerful beings.

“Young Fang, the White Bone Demon God promised you, and he will not go back on his word.”

But you better watch out, old man, lest you capsize your ship on this abyssal sea.

Gazing at the starlight scattered across the island in the middle of the lake, Tian Que lightly tapped his dove-shaped staff, causing streaks of starlight to flow and outline ancient runes.

"Fang Yi, you've received quite a bit of the Green Wood Palace's inheritance, haven't you?"

"Hmm." Fang Yi nodded slightly, not denying it. "This disciple once entered the Soul Burial Abyss of Mount Sudu and obtained a legacy from the Azure Wood Palace. If the sect needs it..."

"That is your opportunity, passed down in your lineage as the sect leader, and also within the sect itself."

However, the Abyss of Soul Burial is too deep; do not go there again before advancing to the Great True Person level.

The ruins of Qingmu Palace, a fourth-order spiritual vein, were destroyed by a Nascent Soul Demon Lord from the Ten Thousand Mountains.

However, the Nascent Soul True Monarch of Qingmu Palace back then was no ordinary person, and he left behind a backup plan.

Ordinary Core Formation cultivators can only deal with the second-tier Yin Ghosts left over from the Nascent Soul battle, at most a few Core Formation Ghost Kings.

"For a cultivator at the True Person level to enter, it's like lighting a fire in the dark; the danger is no less than facing that old monster from the Abyss Sea."

"The Yin Domain." Fang Yi's eyes narrowed, his thoughts shifting.

The Yin Realm was sealed off by powerful cultivators of the time after the ancient war, making it extremely dangerous, but also leaving behind many opportunities.

If the Abyss Sea truly originates from the Yin Realm, its value will exceed expectations.

Seeing Fang Yi deep in thought, Tian Quezi continued, "The momentum of Xuan Yang Mountain is surging forward. Regardless of whether Chi Mei succeeds or fails in breaking through to the next realm, the secrets passed down orally within the lineage must be passed on."
He closed his eyes slightly, sensing Fang Yi's extremely pure vitality, and continued to give guidance.

"Dayun is barren, and the lineage of the Ancestral Hall was inherited by Master Hengyi."

If you intend to go further, Fang Yi, there are very few paths left for you.

I recall that the Green Wood Spirit Demon in the Sudu Mountain, who had recently broken through to the next realm, was called Deer Demon.

The patriarch Wangjizi also left a message: the lineage of Qingmu Palace is divided into three parts, one of which is in the Burial Soul Abyss; one of which has moved to the territory of Dayu; and the last one is in the hands of Luxiaozi.

The inheritance held by the Deer Demon Child is the easiest thing to obtain.

"There is no fourth-order wood cultivation lineage in our sect. If you are interested in cultivating the Green Wood Palace lineage, feel free to make a move."

Once your cultivation has improved further, you can try to lure that old demon away from Sudu Mountain.”

"Let me think... The fourth-generation Xingyi Ancestor once collected the remnants of the Qingmu Palace lineage and obtained a magical treasure."

After a moment's thought, Tian Quezi patted his storage bag, and a three-foot-long bamboo slip flew out, its entire body shimmering with azure and yellow light.

Withered, decaying, and desolate, the Daoist spirit lingers upon it.

"This Azure Spirit Slip contains a fragmented third-tier inheritance from the Azure Wood Palace: the Azure Withering God Transformation Book."

Back then, Ancestor Xingyizi intervened to suppress the old demon's breakthrough in cultivation and intercepted this inheritance.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Azure Spirit Scroll landed in Fang Yi's arms.

"This book is incomplete, but it is crucial to Lu Xiaozi's cultivation. If he had obtained this inheritance earlier, Lu Xiaozi would have broken through a hundred years ago, and the situation would have been very different."

Fang Yi, if you are interested in the lineage of Qingmu Palace, you can start with Lu Xiaozi.

When the time is right, we will plot against Lu Xiaozi. With a calculated attack on the unsuspecting, the chances of success are extremely high.

This was originally an opportunity reserved for Yan Youtai, but unfortunately he failed to live up to expectations and passed away prematurely.

"A high-grade, third-tier wood-type demonic beast; its demon core, essence blood, soul, and spirit bones are all rare spiritual treasures."

Fang Yi accepted the Azure Spirit Slip and probed it with his divine sense. A sense of withering vegetation rushed towards him.

'This is.'

He was jolted awake, muttering to himself.

This "Book of Withering and Decay" is entirely about the ways of decay and decay, though it is not as good as the ancient wonders.

However, it is in line with the "Sutra on Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing".
It should be a cultivation method created by the Nascent Soul True Lord of Qingmu Palace, inspired by the Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing.

Fang Yi tucked the jade slip into his sleeve and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Tianque."

"Yes, you are a True Person who is listed on the Pure Yang Golden List and stands at the top of the sect."

As an elder, I will naturally lend a hand if I can.

Tian Quezi sensed the small island in the middle of the lake, completely enveloped by starlight, and continued speaking.

"If there is anything else you don't understand, please feel free to ask."

Although I am not a Nascent Soul True Monarch and have a long lifespan, thanks to the legacy passed down from my ancestors, there is nothing in the Great Cloud that can deceive me.”

Fang Yi pondered for a moment. He decided that Lishan was not an option, and that there was a hidden trick left behind by Qingmu in the Burial Soul Abyss.
As for dealing with the Deer Demon of Sudu Mountain and completing the inheritance, although he obtained the Azure Spirit Scroll as bait, he was no match for the Great True Person.
"Uncle-Master Tianque, what exactly is the Jianyang Secret Realm?"

As my uncle previously said, the Daoist path of Qingmu Palace is divided into three, so why is there no Jianyang Secret Realm?
According to the records within the sect, could the Jianyang Secret Realm be a remnant of the Qingmu Palace?

"Left behind by Aoki-no-kami?"

Tian Quezi chuckled. "Although Qingmu Palace has a Nascent Soul True Monarch in charge, if they could set up the Jianyang Secret Realm..."
With such a foundation, they would have already conquered the Ten Thousand Mountains long ago; how could their sect have been destroyed by a demon lord?

"The scriptures in the sect are just to fool ordinary cultivators, so that they won't be unrealistically ambitious when they don't have much cultivation."

The secret realm of Jianyang has a long history. According to the explorations of past masters, it has a history of at least 30,000 years.

The known history spans 30,000 years; the unknown period is still far in the past.

His gaze was deep and he murmured softly, "In the barren land of Dayun, cultivators of equal aptitude face 30% greater difficulties in their cultivation compared to those in Dayu."

The saying "too good to eat, too bad to throw away" perfectly describes the cultivation world of Da Yun.
The Nascent Soul Daoist sects such as the Fire Worship Sect, the Plain Maiden Sect, the Medicine King Valley, and the Hanging Sword Mountain are willing to fight against the demon lords in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and sign legal contracts.

Nine out of ten times, it's because of the Jianyang Secret Realm, which is forbidden to Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Senior Brother Chi Mei's breakthrough in cultivation this time was due to an opportunity obtained by Ancestor Wugeng in his early years—a Nascent Soul spiritual object discovered in the Jianyang Secret Realm has matured."

"A Nascent Soul opportunity?!" Fang Yi's eyes lit up, his mind racing.

"Does the Jianyang Secret Realm hold a chance to reach the Nascent Soul stage?"

No wonder the Zoroastrian Cult, Medicine King Valley, and Hanging Sword Mountain, among other Nascent Soul sects, are so fixated on this."

"It's not that simple."
In the past thousand years, not a single opportunity for a Nascent Soul cultivator has appeared in the Jianyang Secret Realm.

Otherwise, how could a sect like the Great Cloud Sect, with only a Core Formation Realm expert in charge, interfere in the affairs of the secret realm?

With a wave of his sleeve, Tian Quezi conjured a glimmer of starlight that transformed into a thin veil, completely concealing his figure.

"Fang Yi, don't be too ambitious."

The most crucial matter now is to diligently increase one's cultivation level. The spiritual veins of the Great Yu Ten Thousand Mile Ice Plains are about to be upgraded, and the Fire Worship Sect and Medicine King Valley are fiercely competing for them.

This is the doorway, and also your last moment of peace.

"Thank you for your guidance, Martial Uncle."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and clear, his grasp of the general situation in the Great Cloud Cultivation World was even more profound.

The next day.

Outside the Nine Springs Abyss, three bronze pillars stood tall, under the expectant or fearful gazes of Ruan Xiang, Yun Hui, and Fei Xinyuan.
"Oh!"

The Hall of Bones emitted a spiritual light, and its heavy doors suddenly swung open.

Yuan Hai, clad in white bone armor, gazed at the last bright moon atop the Xuan Yin Transformation Moon Formation.

"It's not bad that Yin Yue and Fang Yi have managed to hold on until today."

"However, this is where it ends."

Feeling his injuries recovering somewhat, he slowly extended his five fingers.

"Wow!"

A chilling wind howled, and malevolent energy gathered, transforming into a massive, skeletal handprint tens of feet tall, which slammed down with the force to move mountains and destroy peaks.

"boom!"

The last bright moon was shattered, and the Xuan Yin Transformation Moon Formation transformed back into a black and white array. Its precious light dimmed and fell back into Yin Yue's hands.

'Once again, I've been outmaneuvered by this day's scheme. This time, I'll take action, no matter the outcome.'

The old monster's scheme had succeeded, successfully dragging the Hehuan Sect, and later the Su Nu Sect, into the fray.

What exactly is Xuanyang Mountain plotting?

Yin Yue gritted her teeth, and a wisp of purple energy rose from her soul, constantly issuing warnings.

'Something big has definitely happened.'

She instantly suppressed her chaotic thoughts and stopped reasoning.

It was proven a few days ago that the secrets involved were not something a newly promoted sect leader cultivator could get involved in.

She snorted coldly, her hibiscus-scented golden robe billowed out, and she conjured a blank talisman surrounded by starlight.

"We really owe Xuanyang Mountain something."

Yin Yue muttered to herself, then pointed her slender, jade-like index finger at the father and son.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into a pile of ashes.

An old man with a blurred figure tapped his dove-shaped staff lightly, saying, "Mysterious Star Binding God Technique, command!"

'Om! '

Strands of starlight emerged from the island in the middle of the lake, outlining the warp and weft, transforming into layers of netting that entangled Ruan Xiang and Yun Hui.

"go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yin Yue transformed into a streak of light and fled.

Then, the five elements of magical power flowed, and various colored lights—green, black, white, blue, and purple—fled swiftly while the Azure Water Pavilion and the White Bone Core Formation True Person were entangled.

Fang Yi watched as the Yin Soul White Bone Sword emitted sword light, easily tearing through the star net, and his eyes closed.

Lotus blossoms rose beneath her feet, her figure ethereal, and she followed Yin Yue as she fled.

After three breaths.

"Tear it!"

The Yin Soul White Bone Sword shattered the viscous star net, and Yuan Hai sensed it as the cultivators fled in all directions, his face grim.

"A talisman that's almost at the fourth rank... Yin Yue actually has such a trump card?"

He reached out and made a grasping motion, and two beams of spiritual light, one blue and one pink, landed in his hand, transforming into two tiny pearls of energy the size of rice grains.

"But can you escape for a while, or can you escape forever?"

"Fei Xinyuan, you lead the disciples of the sect to pursue the Xuan Yang disciples, while I go to take the lives of Fang Yi and Yin Yue."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Hai waved his sleeve, and a beam of spiritual light shattered the White Bone Hall, then transformed into a pale white beam of light.

Half a day later.

Amidst the clouds, the winds and clouds shifted, and a white bone corridor bridge exhaled yin energy. Yuan Hai held two aura pearls, his eyes fixed on the two True Immortals in front of him.

"Ok?"

Seeing that the speed of the two streaks of light, one green and one pink, was decreasing, they simultaneously activated their magical artifacts.
A hint of satisfaction appeared on his wicked face.

Knowing that further depletion of magical power would make escape impossible, they prepared for a desperate fight.
Haha, I'll grant your wish!

"A sect leader who cultivates the Way of Wood Life, and a Grand Master in the late stage of Core Formation."

Their combined value far exceeds that of the remaining cultivators who fled together.

"Imperial decree!"
"The White Bone God-Locking Chains!"

"Crash!"

One after another, pale white chains shot out like arrows, crisscrossing and blocking an area of ​​ten miles, stopping the two streaks of light, one blue and one red.

"Fang Yi, Yin Yue, your time has come!"

"Zheng!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Yuan Hai unleashed two Yin Soul White Bone Swords.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

The sword rang out with a clang, tearing apart the Azure Lotus Banner in a few breaths, and came rushing towards Fang Yi's head.

"The power unleashed by a superior-grade magic weapon with compatible attributes in the hands of a Grand Master is completely different from that of a Sect Leader."

"Buzz!"

A ray of starlight emerges, evolving into the twenty-eight constellations of the heavens, with the trigrams Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li flowing and changing.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanhai, do you think my Xuan Yang is weak because you bully the weak with your superior strength?"

Tian Quezi's hair and beard were all white, his robes fluttered in the wind, and his deep eyes stared at Yuan Hai with a half-smile.

"Wow!"

Starlight swirled, clashing with the Yin Soul White Bone Sword.

"boom!"

Yuan Hai's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "The True Chapter of the Three Changes of the Mysterious Star, Tian Quezi?"
"If you weren't confronting Yu Yuanzi at Qianbo Lake, how did you escape?"

　I'm stuck on this, so I'll update 4,000 words first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)