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

Chapter 342 Sharpening the Knife to the Pigs and Sheeps

In Jiuquan Tower, the atmosphere was depressing.

Old Ghost Geng's face turned ashen as he stared fiercely at the invitation card that had been sent three months ago on the stone table.

After a while, he sighed slightly and picked up the invitation card resignedly.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I'm going to visit Qingzhi Tower tomorrow. You must come with me."

"Old Ghost Geng, are you going to admit defeat to that youngster so easily?"

Aunt Xie frowned, gnashed her teeth, and the fine lines on her face made her look even more sinister.

"You are just a young man who has just established his foundation. How dare you go too far in bullying others?

The invitations were sent three months ago?

Didn't you predict that my Baicaotang and your Xuanshen Pavilion would be defeated?"

"How can I bow my head like this? If I admit it this time, will I still have some dignity?

Fang Yi is only in the early stage of foundation building, while you are in the middle stage of foundation building and can mobilize the strength of the sect.

The current defeat is only temporary. As long as you and I make some preparations, there is still room for maneuver."

"Oh!"

"enough!"

Old Ghost Geng's face turned cold, and he immediately slapped the stone table, leaving a palm print.

He looked at Aunt Xie deeply.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, I've heard enough of this.

Three months ago, you said it was a temporary setback. Two months ago, you said to be patient and wait. Three days ago, you told me to wait patiently.

Don't you know that the income of Baicaotang and Xuanshen Pavilion in the past three months is not as much as that of ten days in previous years?

If this continues, how will I explain this to the sect?"

In front of Aunt Xie, Old Man Geng shook the invitation in his hand and sighed slightly.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, we have been friends for decades, and I will not lie to you.

Fang Yi had indeed not been building his foundation for long, and was only in the initial stage. If he was not in Fengling Fairy City and had not been watched over by the Fengling Guards, you and I could easily capture and kill him.

The Xuanyang Mountain's Examination Hall was also plagued by internal strife and was unable to mobilize any help.

but!

His friendship with the lineage of True Man Jiuqu is real.

You and I have sent disciples to Qingzhi Tower to cause trouble several times before.

Every time Feng Lingwei stepped forward, Yang Xuan and Fang Yi were so close that they were almost the same person."

Looking at Aunt Xie's increasingly gloomy face, Old Ghost Geng looked grim. If Xuan Shen Pavilion had not been forced into a desperate situation.

He would never give in like a junior, but since there was no turning back, he accepted the outcome calmly.

"Young people are to be feared, but they are ultimately inferior in skills to others.
Meng Yuanhai and She Yuanding are both second-level spiritual doctors.

The elixir these two refined, not to mention being better than Qingzhilou's, even if it's 90% as effective, we can still give it a try.
But now it seems that you and I were mistaken. Qingzhilou's Xiaoquhan Powder is more effective than Huahan Water and Yangshen Soup.
Now, the prices of other spiritual medicines in Qingzhi Tower have also begun to drop.

If this continues, both Baicaotang and Xuanshen Pavilion will have to close down."

Seeing that Aunt Xie looked hesitant, Old Ghost Geng stepped up his efforts to comfort her.

"Old sister, I know you've been suppressed by Master Qingfeng for decades, and you're still brooding over it.

But if you are not an opponent, then you are not an opponent.

Three months ago, I fought with Jing Shaohong, and he also broke through the middle stage of foundation building.
Even if you are not afraid of being held accountable by the sect, you should still consider your descendants and future generations."

"Hey!"

Aunt Xie sighed.

Thinking of the scenery of Baicaotang, his body became hunched over.

Her expression changed several times before she finally spoke.

“Three days!
Considering our decades of friendship, please give me three more days.

If you still get nothing, then just do as you said, Old Man Geng, and admit defeat.

But let me be frank, if Fang Yi humiliates me too much, I will teach him a lesson even if it means I will face the consequences within the sect."

The next day, the sun set in the west and a half moon slowly rose.

Qin Yu looked at the elixirs that had been sold out in Qingzhi Tower.

With a smile on his face, he secretly handed a box of spiritual ointment to Feng Lingwei, who was wearing a black iron mask and armor.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Yun, I'd like to trouble you to look after the business in the building today.

Thanks to the reputation of fellow Daoist Feng Lingwei, no villains came to cause trouble."

“Manager Qin is too polite. Master Fang Yi is good friends with Uncle Yang Xuan.

Our two families should get closer.”

Yang Yun glanced at the spiritual words of Bu Yuan Gao engraved on the jade box and took the ointment reluctantly.

With years of experience, I know the weight as soon as I get it.

The smile on his face became more sincere.

The secret recipe of Qingzhi Tower for replenishing essence and spirit is formulated by Master Fang Yi, the number one spiritual doctor in the fairy city.

Although it is only a first-level spiritual medicine, it is extremely difficult to refine. Even a second-level spiritual doctor may fail from time to time.

This ointment replenishes vital energy, heals hidden injuries, strengthens qi and blood, and nourishes muscles and bones.

The amount in this jade box can heal the old injuries of several Wind Spirit Guards under his command and help them improve their cultivation.

'I heard that Master Fang is also on good terms with Young Master Xia, so I have to let the guys under my command put in their utmost effort.

Otherwise, if Shopkeeper Qin looks for someone else, it would be a huge loss.'

When Yang Yun thought of this, his heart was burning with joy and he admired his uncle even more.

If it weren't for the connection with Qingzhi Tower, I don't know how much it would cost to get this secret recipe of nourishing spirit ointment into my hands.

He was kind in his words.

"It's just a small matter, but Manager Qin spent so much money. My uncle will definitely scold me."

"I'm sorry for delaying Fellow Daoist Yang Yun from coming to Qingzhi for inspection. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Uncle Yang Xuan won't mind.
It would be a shame to let fellow Daoist and his Wind Spirit Guards waste their time every day and gain nothing."

"Hahaha, Shopkeeper Qin is so open-minded!"

Qin Yu smiled and politely saw Yang Yun off. Seeing Yang Yun walk away and no one else in Qingzhi Tower, Huo Zhao, who was counting the spiritual medicines, spoke.

"Brother Qin, Master Yang Xuan was able to advance to the middle stage of foundation building only after Master rescued him and removed the spiritual poison.

"The matter of looking after Qingzhi Pavilion was personally instructed by Master Yang Xuan, so why do you have to do this?"

"Why are you flattering me like that? Junior Brother Huo, you and I are both disciples of our Master.

We are fellow disciples, so if you have anything to say, just speak frankly. There is no need to be so cautious."

Qin Yu looked at Huo Zhao's puzzled expression and laughed.

“Junior brother, this is not a compliment, the price of the spiritual medicine in the building has been reduced again.

Now that Baicaotang and Xuanshen Pavilion have been pushed into a desperate situation by Master, I only use some spiritual ointment to prevent them from jumping off the wall."

"Then there's no need to use the essence-boosting ointment. This ointment is so precious that even if Master refines it, there will be times when it fails.
This amount of nourishing ointment can be exchanged for several mid-grade magical instruments."

Huo Zhaosi looked at the price of Buyuan Paste with a hint of heartache in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Huo, no wonder Master wants you to train with me."

Qin Yu shook his head, looking at the reluctance in Huo Zhao's eyes, and took out a soul-sealing box from his storage bag again.

"Take a look at this nourishing ointment. Does it look familiar?"

"This is the decoction I usually use to practice the Erjiu Xuan Gong?!"

Huo Zhao's eyes widened, and he was so strong in his hand that he crushed a piece of Fengling Jade into pieces.

Qin Yu took a look at the Soul Sealing Box that had been crushed into a ball of powder and sighed slightly.

'The Erjiu Xuan Gong is indeed the top-level martial art that Master has praised so much.

Junior brother is only at the middle level of first-grade body cultivation now. I am afraid that ordinary low-grade magic weapons will not be able to hurt his body.

Yes, this nourishing paste is the decoction that Junior Brother soaks in after his daily body exercises.

"What a waste! How much spirit stones is this worth?"

Huo Zhaosi thought about the amount of decoction he used to temper his body every day, and he wanted to drink all the decoction he had used before.

He almost groaned.

"Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier how many spirit stones I would need to buy so I could buy many magical instruments and talismans?"

Seeing Huo Zhaohui's face turn dark blue, a trace of memory flashed in Qin Yu's eyes.

It was the same before he became a disciple.

Not to mention spiritual items like Buyuan Paste, he didn't even dare to buy more than a low-grade spiritual stone and three pounds of inferior green rice.

"Master, I will keep your love in mind.

With Master's current cultivation level, we will cultivate diligently. Only by establishing a foundation for the Dao as soon as possible can we repay Master's great kindness."

Thinking of the painful lesson he learned from being ravaged by the silver-white beast a few days ago, Qin Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Junior brother, practice well.

I haven't even established my foundation, let alone help my master. Even a single blow from Seventh Uncle-Master would crush me to death.

However, the refining of this nourishing ointment is not as complicated as the outside world says.

I am the one who refines most of the spiritual ointments, but Master can refine a whole cauldron at a time."

Qin Yu slapped his storage bag, and more than twenty boxes of nourishing ointment floated in the air.

"Why is this?"

Huo Zhao looked shocked, unable to believe that there were such stocks in the building.

"Brother, didn't a cultivator come to ask during the day, wanting to pay twice the price to buy a bottle of nourishing ointment?"

“That’s because even at twice the price, the Yuan-boosting Paste is only a first-grade elixir after all.

There are different types of magical medicines. Small profits and quick turnover may not be as good as a master's secret recipe.

A clear voice sounded behind the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu and Huo Zhao hurriedly turned around, bowed their heads, and spoke respectfully.

"Disciple greets Master. Master, do you have any important instructions?"

"Um"

Fang Yi looked at Huo Zhao, who was emitting a faint protective aura, and nodded with satisfaction.

'Zhao'er is indeed a congenital golden bone Taoist body. After replenishing his essence, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Now he is about to break through to the first level of upper-grade body refinement.

His eyes turned and fell on Qin Yu, who was surrounded by the fragrance of herbs and medicine and the aura of wood spirit.

Yu'er is extremely compatible with the Blue Lotus Treasure Color Sutra, and is also nourished by the Green Lotus Flag of Clear Water and the foundation-building spiritual object, the Great Life Pearl.

It's not far from breaking through the high level of Qi training.

Just as Qin Yu said, with Fang Yi's current foundation, he only showed his strength to the outside world to intimidate outsiders.

There was a subordinate named Fan Dacheng who was a Foundation Establishment Master and had a second-rank low-grade spiritual pet with seven rings.

Unless one has established a foundation for the Dao, the most one can do is chores for it like Qin Yu.

It can only be helpful if one builds a foundation of Taoism or advances to the second level of body refining cultivator.

But Fang Yi didn't care much about it. After establishing his Taoist foundation, he lived a long life.

With the help of the "Sutra of Life, Death, Decline and Flourish", his life span is sixty years, or three hundred and sixty years.

This lifespan is comparable to that of some fake elixir masters.

Qin Yu and Huo Zhao had spent at most half a century to build their foundation, so a mere thirty years was nothing to Fang Yi.

'However, Fellow Daoist Yang Cai'er sent a message that the beast tide's attack is becoming more and more fierce.

The frequency of fights between the third-level beast king and the Jindan real people in the sect has increased significantly.

To be prepared for any eventuality, we must speed up the preparation of spiritual objects for building the foundation.

Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, these two good seedlings will have to be downgraded.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep.

Qin Yu and Huo Zhao, the two disciples, are both extremely talented, have good personalities, and respect their teachers.

He really didn't want to waste it unless it was necessary.

(End of this chapter)