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

Chapter 881 Beast Tide Sieges the City, One Step Ahead (6200)

"Has this old demon gone mad?"

A moment later, Jiuqu withdrew his divine sense from the withered leaf-like transmission talisman, and said with a solemn expression:
"What could have provoked him to this extent?"
With his cultivation as a Grand Master and the support of the demon race, even if he were to reach the Nascent Soul stage, it wouldn't prevent him from living a carefree life on Mount Sudu.

With a flick of his finger, he gazed at his disciple, who was in a daze, and a miniature jade bell slipped from his sleeve.

"Clang!" The clear and melodious sound of the bell rang out, cleansing the soul.
"Chang Qing, wake up!"

"Ugh," the brown-robed youth groaned softly, his face dazed, as if his soul was veiled by a thin layer of gauze, his mind hazy and indistinct.

"There's no need to go to the Xuan Yang Mountain base. I'll make the trip myself." Jiu Qu's eyes narrowed slightly, concealing the glint in them.

"Chang Qing, take my decree and return to Fengling Immortal City."

In Xuan Ting Courtyard, the branches of Xuan Ironwood trees are gnarled and twisted, and the misty spiritual energy turns into water droplets that float in the air, refracting a rainbow of colors.

Originally a third-tier cave dwelling of the White Bone Sect, it has now been occupied by Xuan Yang Mountain.

"Is Fellow Daoist Sheng here?" The brown spiritual cloud slowly descended, and True Person Jiuqu called out softly.

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The courtyard was quiet, with the occasional chirping of insects piercing through the heavy vermilion gate.

"Is Fellow Daoist Sheng here?"

"I have important business to attend to at Jiuqu."

The Nine-Bend Immortal extended a ray of spiritual light, and the jade bell in front of the gate rang out, clear and melodious.

He felt helpless. 'Mount Xuanyang is vast.'
"If Crimson Eyebrows hadn't yet formed his Nascent Soul, why would I need to be so cautious? A mere early-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to treat a Grand Master like this."

"Crack!"

The heavy, vermilion gate opened with a dull thud, revealing a wide avenue paved with bone china.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuqu, please come to Qiongxiao Tower for a meeting."

With a smile playing on his lips, Jiuqu flicked his sleeves and walked towards Qiongxiao Tower along the Bone China Avenue.

'Water and wood elements... it seems Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Xu Qingshe are at Sudu Mountain.'

A withered yellow jade leaf in his sleeve vibrated, and an invisible wave traveled towards the depths of Sudu Mountain.

Three days later.

Deep within the mountains, thousands of miles away, before a valley shrouded in decaying energy, stands a stone tablet inscribed with the words "Heavenly Extinction."

The valley was lush with vegetation and full of life. Deer Demon, dressed in a light moss robe, sat beside the medicinal field.

A half-withered, half-flourishing ancient tree was constantly being tainted by demonic energy, and deer hoof-like patterns appeared on its trunk.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Feeling the vibration of the withered leaf talisman in his sleeve, he ran his five fingers over the jade talisman.

"This cipher?"
Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Xu Qingshe are all in Dadu Ancient City.

"What about Xuanyang Mountain?"

Are Zhang Hengyi and Fang Yi at Xuanyang Mountain?

Deer Demon murmured softly, a resolute look appearing in his eyes. "Three hundred years of waiting, and finally, a clue."
Fellow Daoist Xi Ling, do not disappoint me.

"Roar!"

A hundred beasts roared in fury: the Green-tailed Tiger, the Snake-Armored Turtle, and the Yin-eyed Ghost Serpent. Streams of fierce and demonic energy converged on the Heavenly Valley.

All beasts galloped, and demonic energy flowed like a babbling brook into the sea.

"Buzz!"

A malevolent aura surged into the sky, evolving into a wild and ferocious nascent Daoist temple where countless beasts galloped about.

In the valley, Deer Demon's eyes were slightly closed as he muttered to himself.

"Huang Qiu, you and the Golden-Eyed Ape King, along with the demon tide, will set up camp 800 miles outside the ancient city of Dadu."

With the two of you working together steadily, there will be no shortage of support later on.

“Yes!” Gu Jiushang bowed respectfully outside the valley.

Then he looked up to the sky and roared. "Roar!"

A wild and untamed aura rose, faintly carrying an air of nobility. "All demons, follow me!"

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An hour later, all the demonic beasts outside Tianjue Valley had left.

Lu Xiaozi slowly rose to his feet, lightly tapping the ground with his withered and flourishing staff.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and within a radius of a hundred miles, wave after wave of energy rose and intertwined, drawing spiritual power from the spiritual veins.

"boom!"

He no longer concealed it, his Qi aligning with his spiritual veins.

After more than 600 years of refining and purification, the Deer Demon's energy has long since merged with the spiritual land, transforming the spiritual vein into a sacred site.

"Great Supernatural Power: Earth Drying and Qi Gathering Dojo"

He had left countless hidden forces in this secluded valley. Even if a Nascent Soul True Monarch did not come out, or a Perfected Core Formation Grand Master came here, he would not be afraid.

"Waiting for Xi Lingzi's reply."
If Fang Yi and Zhang Hengyi are not at Xuanyang Mountain, the matter of the [Qingku Transformation Book] will be dropped.

He muttered to himself, "Trying to trap someone like a turtle in a jar? I'm not going to court death."

Lu Xiaozi was undecided about what to do.

He used the Pearl of Withering and Flourishing to examine his own fortune multiple times, and it changed frequently between minor good and minor bad luck.
If it sounds like good fortune, there must be a trap!
If it is an extremely unlucky omen, one should retreat and avoid it.
However, this slight shift in the usual fortune cannot indicate whether the action will bring good or bad luck.
"Fellow Daoist Xi Lingzi, you raise an army for a thousand days to use it for one."
As the vice sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, Fang Yi has the potential to become a Daoist couple with your sect's Jade Maiden, and he may freely test the waters.

"There's only one top-grade third-tier spiritual healer in Da Yun. With his arrival at Sudu Mountain, Xuan Yang Mountain is about to be exposed."

"Fang Yi, Zhang Hengyi, is it you who plotted against my physical body?"
"With the Nine Curves entangled with Qin Yu and Li Heng, I will know the answer in ten days."

The Heavenly Valley is ten thousand miles away.

The magical umbrella was unfurled, its cascading ink-like hues concealing its aura.

An altar floated in the air, starlight swirling, vegetation flourishing, decaying and rotting, and three streams of energy constantly colliding.
"Buzz!"

A jade talisman, shaped like a crane feather, shot out from the ancient city of Dadu and landed behind Fang Yi.

He probed into it with his divine sense and murmured softly.

"As expected, Deer Demon Child is in cahoots with the cultivators of the ancient city."

"kindness?"

As You Xishan watched the demonic tide rise again and the myriad beasts gallop, he turned the pages of the scroll in his hand, and lines of oracle bone, insect patterns, and bird talismans appeared, outlining a divination chart.

"A terrible omen: war is about to break out!"

"The Deer Demon is stirring up a beast tide, sparing no expense."
"How decisive! They're going to attack the ancient city of Dadu and force us to show ourselves!"

Zhang Heng sat cross-legged on the futon, gazing at Fang Yi, whose face was calm and composed, before closing his eyes again to rest.

"Ten days have passed in a month, Junior Nephew Qingyang, don't forget."

Fang Yi brushed his five fingers across the crane feather communication talisman, his magical power surging and his lips moving incessantly.

Lean less.

A palm-sized phantom of a crane flapped its wings, transforming into an invisible ray of light, and fled towards the ancient city of Dadu.

Three days later.

"Buzz!"

A carriage pulled by a blue crane and surrounded by hundreds of flowers sped along from the horizon, driven by a beautiful female cultivator.

Nian Zhongxi, wearing a purple crown and a bright red robe with hibiscus patterns, had dark eyes and was stroking a round ancient mirror in his hand.

"Test whether the Xuan Yang Mountain Sect Leader is inside the mountain gate. Old Lu, you've set me up with a really tough problem."

Although my Joyful Union Sect is a branch of the Pure Maiden Sect, it is ultimately a step below it.

“You have the support of the Ten Thousand Mountains, but I, Xi, have no such support.”

"Buzz!"

The ancient mirror vibrated, and a phantom image of a crimson, umbrella-shaped spiritual herb appeared on the bronze mirror surface.

"A top-grade, third-tier Rejuvenating Yang Herb, a top-level spiritual medicine that replenishes essence and blood and strengthens primordial yang."
"This old man has such a treasure hidden away?!"

Xi Lingzi's pupils widened like copper bells, and her eyes blazed with greed.

“Okay! Okay! Okay!

I have made bids time and again in search of a mid-grade third-tier Rejuvenating Ganoderma, but you old demon have no chance this time.

Today they finally slipped up!

"I'm determined to have Baozhi!"
"A third-grade, high-quality Rejuvenating Herb is enough for me to recover from my old ailments and advance my cultivation further."

Xi Lingzi's face turned fierce. Her five fingers emitted spiritual light as she struck down with a palm towards his dantian, stirring up his hidden injuries.

"Pfft!"

As excruciating pain struck, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his chaotic magical power churning in his dantian, and the spiritual light of his true core dimmed.
"Han'er, save me!"

"Wow!"

The Hundred Flowers Chariot paused for a moment, and Chu Han, dressed in a silk skirt, frowned and said anxiously.

"Husband, why are you like this?"

"Cough," Xi Lingzi coughed weakly, her face ashen, and said feebly, "Backlash from the cultivation technique."
"Han'er, take me to Xuan Yang Mountain. Only Qing Yangzi Fang Yi from Dayun can save me."

Chu Han placed her slender hand on Xi Lingzi's wrist, channeling her magical power and probing in with her divine sense.

Lean less.

Her expression changed drastically. The magical power in Xi Lingzi's eight extraordinary meridians was in disarray, and she could only barely suppress it with the help of the true elixir in her dantian.

"How could this happen?"

"We can't delay any longer!"

My husband, I will take you to Xuan Yang Mountain now to see Qing Yangzi.

"Buzz!"

The Azure Crane Chariot, imbued with spiritual energy and accompanied by a mournful cry, instantly increased its speed by three-tenths, transforming into a streak of rainbow light as it sped towards Xuan Yang Mountain.
Two days later.

"Wow!"

The fierce cries of cranes echoed, and the Blue Crane Chariot sped through the clouds, soon reaching less than ten miles from Xuan Yang Mountain.

"Boom!"

The wheels turned, and the wind howled.

Chu Han held the reins, and his magical power surged forth.

"Chu Han, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, has come to pay a visit with his Daoist companion Xi Lingzi, hoping that True Person Fang Yi can save him!"

The words, like muffled thunder, echoed, stirring up streams of divine consciousness within Xuan Yang Mountain, some fiery, some sharp.

Above the fire-swallowing tortoise shell, which had expanded to a size of a thousand feet, a magnificent palace with carved railings and jade steps was surrounded by purple aura, and the rising sun nourished all things as their vital energy flowed.

"Xi Lingzi, the vice sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, and Chu Han?"
"Is it a coincidence, or was there prior collusion, that they went directly to Fang Yi like this?" Chi Meizi closed his eyes slightly and shook his head.

Whether it was a coincidence or a pre-arranged conspiracy, Fang Yi's plans have become troublesome.
Given the current relationship between the Hehuan Sect and its members, if Fang Yi were at Xuanyang Mountain, he would definitely offer his treatment.
If not

Chi Meizi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "This Deer Demon has lived to such an old age without any disasters or calamities; he is truly meticulous in his thinking."

First, surround the ancient city of Dadu, preventing Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Xu Qingshe from leaving.

"Nine Bends was able to break through to the Great True Man realm, but due to the barrenness of the Great Cloud, he had secretly been in cahoots with Deer Demon Child."

"This game is going to be tough."

At the summit of Wuji Peak, green bamboos sway and ancient pines wave.

The Azure Sky Palace stands tall, surrounded by wisps of life that pour into its spacious interior.

Huo Zhao stood tall and straight, his upper body bare, sitting cross-legged in the medicine pool.

"not good!
Xi Lingzi of the Hehuan Sect is severely injured and still wants to see his master?
The Master is in seclusion, not seeing any outsiders, but in reality, he has gone far away to Sudu Mountain, and this must not be revealed.
What should we do?

He heard the telepathic message and, watching the Azure Crane Chariot slowly descend outside the main hall, hurriedly got up and put on his bronze armor.

"boom!"

The carriage descended, and a graceful figure darted out, landing in front of Huo Zhao.

"Fellow Daoist Huo Zhao, is your master still at the mountain gate, or has he already gone to Dayu?"

Human life is at stake; my Daoist companion has suffered severe injuries and urgently needs medical attention.

Chu Han sensed Huo Zhao's declining aura but ignored it, anxiously inquiring about Fang Yi's whereabouts.

Inside the carriage, her face was ashen, her breath faint, but Xi Lingzi's eyes were tightly closed, yet a sharp light shone forth.

"This..." Huo Zhao was extremely anxious, but he forced himself to speak. "Fellow Daoist Chu Han, my master is in seclusion refining spiritual medicine, and it is truly inconvenient for him to receive guests."
"Perhaps you should wait a few days, and Master will treat you as soon as he emerges from seclusion."

"Cough cough cough," came the mournful coughing sound from inside the carriage, with bright red blood being coughed up continuously.

"Han'er, why don't we wait?"

"no!"

Chu Han's phoenix eyes closed slightly, her face showing determination.

"Fellow Daoist Huo Zhao, please forgive me! Brother Qingyang's seclusion in refining medicine consumed precious herbs. Once Xi Ling recovers, I will compensate him double."

My master, the Grand Master Chu Yuanyuan of the Su Nu Sect, is from the same sect as my Martial Aunt Yin Yue. There is no need to worry about this debt not being settled.

Her lotus-like steps swayed lightly, like a dancing mandarin duck, bewitching the soul, and a long crimson veil shot out.

"presumptuous!"

Huo Zhao's expression changed drastically. His magical power surged, and his blood and qi soared into the sky. He wielded the Xuanjin Three-Pointed Blade and slashed down.

With a flick of the crimson veil, the Xuanjin Trident was sent flying, and Huo Zhao was also bound.

"Fellow Daoist Huo Zhao's shattering of his core and subsequent cultivation is a great opportunity."

However, at this stage, you are only at the Foundation Establishment level, so don't be reckless and damage your foundation."

Chu Han looked apologetic, but her magical power continued to surge in her hands, and one end of her long veil continued to roll towards the Azure Sky Palace.

Inside the carriage, Xi Lingzi's eyes shone with azure light as she not only used her pupil technique but also pushed her divine sense to its limit.

"boom!"

The crimson veil broke through the magical barrier, revealing the empty Azure Sky Palace.

"Not good!" Huo Zhao thought to himself, and tried his best to activate his essence blood magic power, but he was bound by one end of the red veil and could not move.

"Fang Yi isn't here?"

Xi Lingzi was overjoyed when she thought of the Rejuvenating Ganoderma lucidum, which is said to nourish the body's foundation.

"Isn't Qingyangzi in seclusion?!" Chu Han stared blankly, then her anger flared.

"Wow!"

The long red veil billowed, pulling Huo Zhao to her front.

"explain!

Where on earth did Qingyangzi go?!

"Master," Huo Zhao thought bitterly.

"presumptuous!"

A streak of azure light appeared, vaguely transforming into the phantom of a long whip, which lashed down.

"Snapped!"

The red veil was repelled, and the whip's shadow transformed into a blue glow, engulfing Huo Zhao.

"The Hundred Wood Azure Spirit Whip?" Chu Han disregarded the backlash of her magic power and knelt down with a thud.

"Brother Qingyang, I have no hope. I beg you to save Xiling."

cough cough cough
"Please, fellow Daoist, for the sake of Xuan Yang and He Huan being of the same bloodline, save me!"

Xi Lingzi coughed several times, and fragments of internal organs could be vaguely coughed up. He spoke with difficulty.

But another question lingered in my mind.
'Shouldn't Fang Yi be plotting against Lu Xiaozi at Sudu Mountain?'
Could it be that the old man's opportunity has finally arrived, and after searching for over six hundred years, he has finally been able to complete the cultivation technique?

'The Deer Demon Child is related to the Rejuvenating Ganoderma; there must be no mistake.'
While a few tests might reveal that facial features can be disguised, a third-tier superior-grade spiritual healer cannot.

Xi Lingzi was on the verge of death. The true elixir in her dantian suppressed the chaotic magical power, creating a gap.

"puff!"

Blood gushed from his limbs and bones, emitting a pungent, bloody stench.

"Brother Qingyangzi, please save my Daoist partner!" Chu Han pleaded loudly, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Buzz!"

A strand of azure hair entered Xi Lingzi's dantian from her sleeve and traveled along her meridians.

After a short while, Fang Yi frowned slightly and ordered, "De Ye, you are here by my decree to retrieve the Five Spirit Flowers and Marrow-Nourishing Ginseng from the sect's secret vault."

In addition, go to Chiyang Cliff and ask for a pot of Ziyang Spring water.

"I must begin refining the medicine."

"Yes, Master, Deye obeys."

With a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, Fan Deye had his messy hair tied up with a crimson silk ribbon, the end of which hung bronze divination coins. He held a three-foot-long yarrow stalk in his hand and bowed in a salute.

It immediately transformed into a golden light and fled.

"Zhao'er," Fang Yi continued, "Go and retrieve the Five Poison Cauldron."

"kindness?"

"Zhao'er, why aren't you going yet?"
Saving lives is the priority. As for Chu Han's offense against you, I believe he will make amends accordingly.

"Yes, disciple, I obey!"

Huo Zhao remained calm and walked slowly towards the Qingkong Palace, but his heart was greatly shaken.

'Isn't Master plotting against Lu Xiaozi on Sudu Mountain?'
Returning to Xuanyang now would mean there's no time to travel to Dadu Ancient City; how can we then complete our cultivation techniques?

'Not Master'

He glanced at the natal medicinal energy rising from Fang Yi's long index finger and felt helpless.

After Deye forged a superior Dao foundation, he was deeply favored by his master, who left a life mark in his body.

Even a master of illusion magic couldn't fool him.
Moreover, one's innate medicinal energy cannot be faked; the Great Cloud is barren, and its cultivation civilization is far inferior to that of the Great Yu.
Aside from my master, where else could I find a medical master capable of condensing one's own natal medicinal energy?

Huo Zhao stopped beside the medicine pool, picked up a red gourd, and made a hand seal.

"Buzz!"

The medicinal liquid was completely absorbed by the gourd, and the jade pool trembled and rose from the ground, transforming into an ancient cauldron with three legs and two ears, covered with insect patterns.

He slightly released his magical power, and a withered leaf-like talisman in his sleeve shattered.

As evening fell, the bright moon rose in the east, casting a bleak silver glow that veiled the Five Peaks.

"Buzz!"

At the summit, Fang Yi wore a lotus crown, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, and his long, slender fingers extended out.

The azure medicinal energy, like a serpent, swirled within the Five Poisons Cauldron, harmonizing the principal, assistant, and adjuvant herbs.
"Pfft!"

As the Five Spirit Flowers and Marrow-Nourishing Ginseng fell into the cauldron, a vigorous life force soared into the sky, and a warm and gentle Daoist charm emerged.

"Photography!"

The wisps of medicinal vapor swirled and swirled, enveloping Xi Lingzi like clouds and mist.

Visibly, a rosy glow appeared on his face, and the chaotic magical power in his dantian was rapidly being regulated.

'Such medical skills, along with the vital energy of his own life, undoubtedly belong to Qingyangzi Fang Yi.'

Over six hundred years of waiting, the Deer Demon has finally come to this day.

Xi Lingzi felt the warm medicinal energy rising from her dantian and circulating through her eight extraordinary meridians, while her peripheral vision caught Fang Yi's robes swaying in the wind.

"The qi formed a cloud-like shape; it truly is Senior Sister Yin Yue's Azure Cloud Robe."
It seems Fang Yi is indeed Fang Yi, and not someone else in disguise.

A surge of magical power silently welled up from his heart and entered the bronze mirror in his robes.

'Om! '

The bronze mirror trembled slightly, a magical barrier shattered, and an invisible wave surged toward Sudu Mountain at a speed far exceeding that of a Great Immortal.

An hour later.

The medicinal energy in the Five Poisons Cauldron was completely refined. Fang Yi snorted coldly and shook his sleeves.

A streak of azure light swept up Xi Lingzi and Chu Han, who then removed their storage bags and flung them out of Xuan Yang Mountain.

"This storage bag is located at the Five Extreme Peaks."

Xi Lingzi and Chu Han, considering your eagerness to save lives and your own severe injuries, please have either Yin Yue or Yu Ji come to Xuan Yang to discuss compensation.

"Get lost!"

Outside Xuanyang Mountain.

The blue crane and the hundred flowers floated in the air, while the stream feather opened its mouth and then stopped, repeating this over and over again.

Finally, his eyes filled with affection, he grasped Chu Han's delicate hand with his large, broad hand and said gently, "You've worked hard, my wife."

"My husband."
"That [Rising Sun True Method] is too dangerous. If you can't find the precious medicine to nourish your yang energy, you shouldn't cultivate it anymore." Chu Han looked concerned and sighed softly.

"If we can't break through the bottleneck, then we can't break through it. It's better than losing our lives due to the backlash of our magic."

This time, Master Fang Yi gave Martial Aunt Yin Yue face.

If this continues, then Qingyangzi is a top-tier prodigy who has even killed a Grandmaster.

"it is good
"I will follow your advice, Madam." Xi Lingzi suppressed the burning desire in her heart and glanced in the direction of Sudu Mountain.

"With the Returning Yang Spirit in hand, there are no more bottlenecks before the Great Master of the Rising Sun True Method."
"Han'er, don't blame your husband. Only by deceiving you can we deceive the cultivators of Xuan Yang."

Five Peaks.

Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his azure robes fluttering, watching the two streaks of light disappear into the distance.

He turned his head and looked at his two disciples who stood with their hands at their sides, his delicate skin peeling off like a melting candle.

"Tsk, this Deer Demon actually has connections with the Hehuan Sect."

I wonder if your master will be able to get what he wants from this old demon.

"The True Lord Ancestor?" Huo Zhao's expression changed, and he said in disbelief.

The Nascent Soul True Monarch shamelessly disguised himself as a Core Formation True Person to deceive Xi Ling and Chu Han.

It should be understood that even if Lu Xiaozi were to die, his wealth accumulated over hundreds of years would not be taken seriously by a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

"Then what about the natal medicinal energy and the refining of spiritual medicine?" Huo Zhao asked in confusion.

“Of course it’s fake.” Chi Meizi’s lips curled slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve, the Five Spirits Flower and the Marrow-Nourishing Ginseng appeared in his hand.

"I am a Nascent Soul cultivator who has reached the Core Formation stage; how could I possibly be defeated in this battle?"

"The cure for Xi Ling's hidden injuries relies on her innate medicinal energy, which heals the body from its source."

Young Huo, take note: your master is ruthless and merciless.
Before leaving Xuan Yang Mountain, he severed his natal medicinal energy, damaging his foundation, just in case.

"And this Azure Cloud Robe, he also intentionally left it behind."

Chi Meizi glanced at Fan Deye and Huo Zhao with appreciation and gave them pointers.

"As for the Nascent Soul face, it's bullying the weak and inviting ridicule."

The old folks of the Great Yu Dynasty care about helping the younger generation, but I, on the other hand, don't care.

"Now we'll see who comes out on top between Fang the boy and Lu Xiaozi."

Trace the mountain.

In the Heavenly Valley, an ancient bronze mirror leaped up, revealing the figure of Xi Lingzi, whose lips parted slightly.

"Old Deer, I have injured my old dantian and am going to visit Xuan Yang Mountain."

"By virtue of the Joyful Union Sect, it is clear that Fang Yi's natal medicinal energy healed his old injuries, a feat achieved by a third-tier spiritual physician."

"The Rejuvenating Herb is still in my hands; Xi Lingzi couldn't possibly be lying to me."
It seems my time has come.

Lu Xiaozi slowly rose, his mossy robes drooping, holding the withered and flourishing staff, his hooves treading the void.

"Fellow Daoist Yuhua, Fellow Daoist Xuechi, come with me to Dadu Ancient City."

After conquering the ancient city, I will not take a single penny of what I have gained; I will give it all to you all.

"Buzz!"

Lu Xiaozi pondered for a moment, then lightly tapped his withered and flourishing staff, causing a seven-story treasure platform to rise in the Heavenly Absolute Valley.

“Coffin, you will go with your father.”

"Yes, Father!"

An hour later.

Thousands of miles away, an ancient altar spewed out demonic power, rapidly traversing through the clouds.

Beside the altar, a ghostly green sword light and a scarlet blade light followed closely behind.

"Buzz!"

One after another, large stars lit up, evolving into a dipper-shaped star map. You Xishan, dressed in hemp clothing, held a dove-shaped staff.

"Finally, I've been waiting for you, you old deer!"

"You Xishan of Tianji Peak?" Lu Xiaozi's expression was indifferent. "Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist Yuhua."

"good!"

Crimson flames blazed across the sky, Chen Yuhua's eyes flashed with killing intent, and the Netherfire Sword slashed down in an instant.

"Tsk, troublesome." A wisp of vigorous vitality flowed through him, and Zhang Heng's sleeves fluttered as he knocked the wooden ruler in his hand to the ground.

"The coffin and the blood teeth, Zhang Hengyi is entrusting the Ancestral Hall to you."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Xiaozi urges the altar forward, with Jiuqu Zhenren acting as a hidden hand, but no Da Zhenren intervenes to stop him.

Once he arrives at Dadu Ancient City, capturing Qin Yu, Li Heng, and Xu Qingshe will be a piece of cake.

"Ha, fellow Daoist, this path is blocked!" A pale, skeletal hand, wreathed in phosphorescent flames, slammed down towards the head of the deer-like creature.

"Fang Yi? Aren't you at Xuan Yang Mountain??" Lu Xiaozi's expression changed, and he transformed into a withered yellow light, about to escape.

"Crash!"

Amidst the endless yellow sand, precious jewels emerge, and the Nine-Bend Immortal, his robes fluttering, sighs softly.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)