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

Chapter 119 Purple Smoke Graceful

"Oh!"

Fang Yi slowly took back the red token engraved with the word "Xiao".

His tone was inexplicable.

"Friend Xun Dao, do you know anything? This token was given to me by an elder, and this is the first time I've used it. Is there something unusual about it?"

"First time using it, or was it given to you by an elder?"

After hearing what Fang Yi said, Xun Feijie became even more certain that it was the bloodline left behind by the great cultivator in the late foundation building stage at Yuping Peak.

However, Xiao Changce never allowed others to interfere with the matter of testing his offspring.

Therefore, Xun Si was in a dilemma and did not dare to tell the truth.

He knew that the gap between one person who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage was sometimes even greater than the gap between a young Qi-cultivating cultivator and a person who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

My ancestor, Master Frost Blade, just barely broke through the foundation-building stage, and his foundation was only of the lower grade, so his potential had been exhausted.

And the Master Changce of Yuping Peak.

Not only is he a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, he has also forged a mid-level Taoist foundation, and is practicing the famous third-level fire Taoist inheritance of Xuanyang Mountain.

To put it bluntly, the second-level monster Fire-Swallowing Dog that Master Changce tamed on Yuping Peak is more capable of fighting than his own ancestor, Master Shuangdao.

The cultivator in front of him, named Fang Yi, had already broken through to the high level of Qi training before the age of forty. He was also a top-grade first-class puppeteer, so it was not difficult for him to enter the inner gate.

Xun Si, as a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, also received a letter from the clan's ancestor, and he also knew about the Xuanyang Mountain test three years later.

In his opinion, Fang Yi only has three years left to make a comeback, so he doesn't dare to offend him.

Seeing the monk in front of him hesitating, it was obvious that there was something else going on, but Fang Yi did not continue to ask.

A cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training is in his own territory, not in the wilderness, so many of his methods are difficult to use.

Fang Yi could easily see Xun Si's fear of himself, and he thought he was just an ordinary cultivator.

The only thing that appeared in this challenge building was the red token.

Now that we have found the reason, we can just do some secret investigation when we go to Yuping Peak in the future.

Fang Yi knew very well that with Xiao Changce's status as a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, there was no need for him to be so roundabout in dealing with a Qi-cultivating cultivator.

Half a minute later, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Fellow Daoist Hou, please come in."

Fang Yi was about to stand up and open the door when Xun Si stopped him with a flattering look on his face.

"Brother Fang, how can you handle such a trivial matter as opening the door? Let me do it."

After saying that, without waiting for Fang Yi's reply, Xun Si pulled open the landscape screen, walked to the door of the box in two steps, and opened it.

"hiss"

When the door opened, Hou Shanxiang was surprised to see a familiar and flattering smile on his boss's face. He had only seen this smile when a Foundation Establishment Master came to visit.

Even though a direct descendant of the Zhou family had taken advantage of Duobao Pavilion last time, the boss still looked at him with disdain and took advantage of him to make a lot of spirit stones.

'Who is this Fang Yi?'

While Hou Shanxiang was confused, cold sweat kept flowing down his back. He forced a flattering smile on his face and wanted to enter the box.

But he was stopped by Xun Si.

"Xiao Hou, Miss Zi Yan stay here, you go to the first floor and help me."

Hou Shanxiang was naturally unwilling to give up such an opportunity. How could he let go of a person who could please the direct descendant cultivator of the Xun family of Frost Blade Peak?

As if he could discern Hou Shanxiang's thoughts, Xun Si narrowed his eyes. He activated his magical power slightly, performing a sound transmission technique, and a delicate voice emanated.

"Xiao Hou, why do you want to fight with me?"

Seeing that Hou Shanxiang didn't dare to speak, Xun Sisen smiled coldly.

As a direct descendant of the Xun family of Frost Blade Peak, although he has reached the eighth level of Qi training, he is also competing with his fellow clansmen for the position of the next head of the family.

The position of head of this family involves the training of the next generation of foundation-building cultivators in the Xun family, so the competition is naturally extremely fierce.

Now, by coincidence, the descendant of a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage has come to visit. How can he miss such an opportunity?

Xun Si sneered.

"Bah, a mere outer sect disciple is worthy of competing with him for the opportunity to curry favor with the important person in the box."

"Fellow Daoist Xun, I wonder if this Death Contract monk has arrived?"

"Brother Fang, don't worry. I'll be there soon."

When Xun Si heard Fang Yi's voice, a flattering smile quickly appeared on his cold face. He quickly entered the box with Zi Yan, and then closed the door very naturally.

Click.
With a muffled sound, the door closed tightly, completely isolating Hou Shanxiang from the box.

Fang Yi was a little confused when he saw the two cultivators coming to him, and then asked a question.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Xun, why hasn't Fellow Daoist Hou come in yet?"

Xun Si calmly warned the female cultivator beside him, and when he saw that the female cultivator was silent, he spoke.

"Brother Fang, I have other important matters to attend to. I will take care of the matter of the death-bond monks for you. Don't worry, just see if Miss Zi Yan is satisfied. If not, a new batch of death-bond monks will arrive in a few days."

Seeing Fang Yi looking at her, Zi Yan quickly put on a faint smile. Although she didn't know the identity of the cultivator in front of her, she could still see that Xun Si's attitude was almost flattering.

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense over the cultivator in front of him and compared it with the contract in his hand.

A third-level Qi training mid-grade water spirit root. Only in his early twenties.
Information flowed through his mind, and this female cultivator indeed met all of Fang Yi's requirements.

"However, some things still need to be investigated thoroughly to avoid leaving any hidden dangers."

"Miss Ziyan, I don't know why you signed this death contract. With your talent of a mid-grade water spirit root, why would you do this?"

There was a hint of helplessness on Zi Yan's face.

"Reporting to this lord, Ziyan's grandfather has been poisoned by fire and is in urgent need of spirit stones to purchase the Cold Water Pill to remove the poison. Therefore, he is willing to sign a death contract."

Fang Yi frowned, he was quite satisfied with the female cultivator named Zi Yan.

Although a Cold Water Pill was priceless, it was only worth a few dozen Spirit Stones. If it could calm the cultivator before him, it would be worth it.

But I am afraid that this grandfather is a bottomless pit that cannot be cured. For example, the female cultivator in front of me values ​​her grandfather so much that even if she signs a death contract, she will embezzle the property in her own puppet shop to extend his life.

"What was your grandfather's cultivation level, and why was he injured by the fire poison?"

"My lord, my grandfather reached the fourth level of Qi training. Half a year ago, while he was collecting spiritual herbs in the Qingyun Mountains, he was accidentally injured by a mid-grade demon beast, the Earth Fire Lizard."

Zi Yan crawled on the ground, revealing her exquisite curves.

"I dare not deceive you, sir. Although my spiritual roots are mid-grade water spiritual roots, my spiritual root scale is only forty-one and my temperament is average. I was rejected by the small heart-searching formation and failed to pass the Xuanyang Mountain assessment."

Fang Yi saw the female cultivator crawling on the ground, but did not go forward to support her. If he signed a legal contract with this female cultivator, the two would be in a master-servant relationship.

Therefore, it is still necessary to establish authority when meeting for the first time.

"Fellow Daoist Xun, is what this female cultivator said true?"

Xun Si looked at the beautiful female cultivator crawling on the ground in front of him and was thinking about how to find an excuse to leave so as not to ruin Fang Yi's mood.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi didn't seem to care about the graceful female cultivator in front of him.

(End of this chapter)