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

Chapter 125: Snooping for news
"Brother Fang!"

Li Qingsong waved his hand, then took two steps at a time and trotted to Fang Yi.

Looking at the cultivator in front of him, his extraordinary demeanor made Li Qingsong sigh in his heart.

The gap between him and me is getting bigger and bigger.

Although he had received help from the Zhou family in the past few years, he had already secured the position of the chief manager of Duobao Pavilion.

But the cultivator in front of him was already the renowned master of the Thousand Machines Tower in Yunze Market.

Not only has his cultivation reached the seventh level of Qi training, but his puppetry skills have also broken through to the top level.

With such background.

If he were in the Zhou family of Xiaoxuan Peak, excluding the master who had established his foundation, he could already be ranked among the top five among the many Qi-cultivating cultivators in the Zhou family.

This is the Zhou family of Duobao Pavilion.

In Xuanyang Mountain, the Zhou family has been passed down for hundreds of years, with each generation having a foundation-building master in charge.

Although he himself gained a lot of benefits because of this, he also decided to become closer with him.

But I also feel mixed emotions.

Li Qingsong had never thought that a warrior of ordinary origin, with no outstanding spiritual roots, had no backing in the Xuanyang Sect.

When I first joined Xuanyang Sect, I couldn’t even get five spirit stones together.

It seemed like only yesterday that they had been riding in a carriage together to Xuanyang Mountain. But in the blink of an eye, Fang Yi had surpassed him in both cultivation and status, and had reached a place where he could no longer see him.

If Fang Yi had top-grade spiritual roots like Yang Caier, and was noticed by the foundation-building master in the sect, Li Qingsong would not do this.

But both of them have medium-grade spiritual roots, and they were relatively well-off at first, so why did it become like this?

When Fang Yi walked out of the path, he saw a monk with a plump figure and wearing a brocade robe jogging towards him.

"Qingsong, how long have you been waiting here? There's no need to be like this. Didn't I tell you that when I come to Duobao Pavilion, I will go to the top floor to look for you?"

"Brother Fang, I didn't have much to do in Duobao Pavilion. I was just sitting around doing nothing and didn't have to wait too long. I just came out of Duobao Pavilion and ran into you, Brother Fang. It was just a coincidence."

Li Qingsong smiled and did not mention the several hours of waiting.

Fang Yi shook his head. Ever since he broke through the high level of Qi training and demonstrated his first-grade puppetry skills, Li Qingsong had become even more attentive.

After decades of friendship, a deep gap was finally created due to the difference in their cultivation and status.

But they didn't say much, as they each had their own choices. Following Li Qingsong into the pavilion, they took the wooden stairs to the top floor of Duobao Pavilion.

Looking at Fang Yi's figure, Zhou Zongjian's eyes flashed.

In Yunze Market, the owner of Qianji Pavilion, Fang Yi, a top-grade first-class puppet master, naturally knew about it.

Seeing Fang Yi and Li Qingsong chatting and laughing, and their close relationship, Zhou Zongjian temporarily put aside a certain thought in his mind.

He is also a disciple of the Zhou family of Xiaoxuan Peak, and a direct descendant of them, with a status higher than Li Qingsong, the son-in-law of the Zhou family.

However, his aptitude for cultivation is not good. Now he is over forty years old, but he has not yet broken through to the advanced stage of Qi training, and there is no hope for him to build a foundation.

Therefore, he was demoted to Yunze Market, and wanted to compete with Li Qingsong, the son-in-law of the Zhou family, for the position of chief manager.

Now seeing the connections Li Qingsong had displayed, he had no choice but to give up temporarily.

After two years in Yunze Market, Zhou Zongjian is familiar with many important figures in the market.

Ji Yan and Song Qinghe from Zuiyue Tower, Xun Laosi from Xunshi Tower, and Fang Yi from Qianji Pavilion. These cultivators are all cultivators who have the potential to build a foundation, and he would never dare to offend them.

Among these cultivators, Fang Yi has the lowest cultivation level, only at the seventh level of Qi training, but his skills as a first-class top-grade puppeteer are enough to allow him to be on par with other foundation-building seeds.

Zhou Zongjian knew that the Zhou family had a foundation-building seed, Zhou Zhongguang, who was a top-level puppeteer of the first rank and far superior to Fang Yi, but this had little to do with him.

The Zhou family, with its centuries-old heritage and profound history, was well-informed about the Xuanyang Mountain Competition and had explained it to the cultivators within the clan. Within the Zhou family, they had already collaborated with over a dozen foundation-building families to compile a list of potential foundation-building seeds, and Fang Yi was included on the list.

Although his ranking is not high, he is already qualified to be on good terms with the Zhou family.

Therefore, the Zhou family would not make things unnecessary by replacing Li Qingsong and taking their place, thereby damaging the relationship between the Zhou family and Fang Yi.

In the quiet room on the top floor, Li Qingsong emitted a ray of light.

咔

The door of the quiet room slowly opened.

"Brother Fang, please wait a moment. I'm going to get something from the building that you might be interested in."

Li Qingsong kept Fang Yi in suspense and then went downstairs.

Not long after, he took out a storage bag from the inner storehouse of Duobao Pavilion, brewed a pot of spiritual tea, and walked towards the top floor with the spiritual tea.

When passing by the lobby, Li Qingsong glanced at Zhou Zongjian and saw that his eyes were evasive and his face was a little pale.

He understood clearly that Fang Yi was a threat and that the Jiazi competition was approaching.

This direct descendant sent by the Zhou family of Xiaoxuanshan will not be a problem for at least a few years.

As for a few years later?
With the progress of my elder brother Fang's cultivation, he has already entered the inner gate and has a stronger backing, so there is even less to worry about.

"Da da da!"

Li Qingsong solved a worry, and thinking of his wife's attitude towards him gradually softening, his steps became lighter.

Entering the quiet room on the top floor of Duobao Pavilion, Li Qingsong activated the magic ban. He had known Fang Yi for twenty years, and his temperament had become more stable.

Amidst the curling smoke, a cup of tea was pushed in front of Fang Yi.

He habitually swept his magic power and after confirming that it was non-toxic, Fang Yi took a sip of the spiritual tea in the jade cup.

Looking at Li Qingsong's smug face, Fang Yi joked.

"What makes the head of Duobao Pavilion so happy?"

Li Qingsong chuckled.

He naturally wouldn't say that he solved a problem by relying on the power of others.

Nor would they say that because of the improvement in status, the couple's life has become more harmonious.

Li Qingsong took out a golden list from his storage bag and pushed it in front of Fang Yi.

"Brother Fang, how are you preparing for the Xuanyang Mountain Jiazi Competition? And the gold list."

At this point, his voice lowered a little.

"This Golden List was compiled by the Zhou family of Xiaoxuan Mountain, who joined forces with dozens of foundation-building families to collect information on the cultivators within their sect. I heard that there were also astronomical masters who verified the authenticity of the information."

"This list claims: All the Xuanyang prodigies are included; the foundation-building seeds are unmatched. Big brother, this is the Zhou family's internal information, and it is Qingsong's gift. I hope that big brother can enter the inner gate as soon as possible, and from then on, there will be hope for the immortal path."

"In that case, thank you Qingsong for your concern."

Fang Yi naturally knew how valuable the information of this cultivator was. Although with his background, entering the inner gate was a sure thing, revealing less of his cards might give him a better chance of survival in the future.

The gold list slowly unfolded, and the first thing that caught Fang Yi's eye was the top three.

"First Class: Zhang Hengyi, Jindan Zhenren, disciple of Zhenren Huang, ninth level Qi training, age 36."

"Second Class: Le Qingyuan, Jindan Zhenren, disciple of Zhenren Wu, ninth level of Qi training, age thirty-six."

(End of this chapter)