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

Chapter 390 Throwing a stone to test the waters, regret

Xiaoyuanling, a cave, is separated from the inside and outside by a gray yellow sand array.

In the cave, there is a ghost-crying locust tree that requires three people to hug. Its roots are twisted and embedded in the Yin meridians.

The lush treetops swayed in the cold wind, and the occasional sound of ghosts crying could be heard.

Fang Yi's eyes were deep as he looked towards the direction of the Beast Taming Chen family.

"The Beast Taming Chen family, Master Chunyue of Changlefang, and the several robber bandit leaders who rule Wulong Mountain.

"Three Bones and White Nineteen are using stones to explore the way. Whether they are enemies or friends depends on your choice."

The total number of robbery cultivators in Fengling Immortal City is limited, and the benefits they can bring are not unlimited.

As Xiaoyuanling's dark market occupies a larger share, the share occupied by Master Chunyue's Changlefang, the Chen family's Beast Taming House, and scattered small black markets has become smaller.

Now that Xiaoyuanfang Market is reviving, many forces that previously profited greatly from it will definitely have something to worry about.

"Stirring up the grass and alerting the snakes, let's see how many poisonous snakes we can scare out this time."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the flag of the withered and prosperous world fluttered, and blue and gray spiritual light flowed. He stepped into the small cave of withered and prosperous.

In the withered and flourishing small cave, there stood hundreds of Five Flame Cherry Spirit Trees with twisted branches, blooming pink flowers, and exuding fragrance.

Fang Yi's gaze fell on the center of the woods, where seven or eight second-level five-flame cherry spirit trees were taller than the surrounding ones, and he nodded slightly.

Immediately, he activated all the magic power in his body and transformed it into a green escape light, which landed on the ground where corpses were piled up in a few breaths.

The dim yellow corpse qi and the eerie ghost qi entangled with each other, and the green branches and leaves of the Nether Spirit Flower began to sway, inhaling and exhaling the refined corpse qi.

In the mire of flesh and blood, scarlet blood plasma rolled endlessly, and the roar of evil spirits could be heard faintly.

Strands of pure corpse qi were continuously refined and fell onto the mire of flesh and blood, where they were swallowed and refined by the coffin transformed from the Yin bones.

Seeing that the Yin Bone's Qi was rising, and on the coffin it transformed into, ancient Yin patterns were flowing and suppressing it, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He glanced at the spiritual land where corpses were piled up. In addition to the Nether Spirit Flowers, there were also large areas of corpse soul moss, Yin Yuan grass, and many other Yin-attributed spiritual plants.

“With the help of the Xiaoyuan Ridge Dark Market, it is much easier to collect spiritual plants with Yin, Corpse, and Soul attributes.

In just a short period of time, it more than doubled. With this nourishment, the speed of Yin Bone advancement increased by another 30%.

Feeling the affection coming from the Yin bones in the coffin, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"Nourished by the corpse-accumulating land, numerous spiritual plants refine corpse energy, and there are also the blood and flesh of thousands of cultivators as a source of nourishment.

The Yin Bone is not far from advancing again."

Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and more than ten soul-sealing jade boxes flew out and hovered in the air.

"Crack!"

Green spiritual light flowed, and the talisman on the soul-sealing box spontaneously combusted without wind.

The soul-condensing orb, small black gold, beast soul stone, five-colored soil, and many second-level spiritual objects left behind by Qinghuai, their spiritual light intertwined.

"Roar!"

In the gray coffin, the yin bones emitted a greedy and salivating feeling. Fang Yi's mouth corners curled slightly with a hint of evil.

"Don't worry. Don't worry. They are all yours."

"Secret photo shoot, when is the secret photo shoot?" Chen Dayong glanced at the jade bottle containing Wuying Quhan Cream and frowned.

In the past, the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market had been developed for a long time, backed by the White Bone Sect, and was managed by cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

It can hold 80 to 90 percent of the loot from the robbers in the surrounding area.

The Beast Taming House opened by the Chen family, and the Changlefang under the Hehuan Sect.

There are two forces, one occupies the special demon pets for sale, and the other is engaged in the flesh trade, barely taking away one or two percent of the business.

Now that I have finally got the opportunity, how can I let it go easily?

"One year from now, on the fifteenth day of the intercalary month, the location is Xiaoyuanling. I wonder if Chief Chen would be willing to come and visit."

Master Sanhai is very confident that there are already seven or eight second-grade high-quality spiritual objects obtained by Master Jiuji in the Hanling Secret Realm.

As a casual cultivator, Chen Dayong was building his foundation, practicing the art of taming beasts, and cultivating demon pets. His consumption of spirit stones and spiritual objects far exceeded that of cultivators of the same level.

Even though he had advanced to the late stage of foundation building, he had no sect support and no relatives to support him, so his foundation was shallow. It was said that his natal magic weapon lacked the main material and was only of the highest grade.

Now that he has the chance to obtain the elixir Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment and explore the secret realm of Hanling, how could he miss it?

"Sorry!" Chen Dayong hesitated for a moment, changed his mind several times, and finally refused.

"Ok?"

The smile on Master Sanhai's face froze and he looked ugly.

"Fellow Daoist Sanhai, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but my Chen family, the Beast Tamer, will also be hosting a spirit beast auction during that period."

Chen Dayong felt ruthless and decided to give up the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment for the sake of the growth and development of the Chen Beast Taming Family.

"Have you thought it through, Fellow Daoist Chen?" When Master Sanhai saw that the corpse girl he was about to get was in trouble, he encountered some setbacks.

He spoke threateningly in a cold and hard tone.

“This time, the Five Cherry Cold-Removing Ointment was made by a great figure in the sect, who asked a spiritual doctor to refine it.

If you miss this opportunity, you won’t know how long it will take to have another chance.
Clan Leader Chen, you can wait, but the spiritual creatures in the Cold Spirit Secret Realm may not be able to wait for you."

"San Hai, are you threatening me?"

Chen Dayong's eyes narrowed slightly as he took a closer look at the thin Master Sanhai.

Seeing that Master Sanhai was still at the second level of foundation building, he felt a little worried.

This was not the first time the two had dealt with each other. In the past, Xiaoyuanling Market was presided over by four foundation-building masters, Qinghuai, Huiju, and Heixin. Even at their peak, Sanhai was not so tough.

Now, although a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage has come to Xiaoyuanling Market, he is ruthless and has captured alive the famous mountaineer from Wulong Mountain as soon as he arrived to establish his prestige.

But at most he is comparable to Qinghuai. To reach his peak, he still lacks Huiju and Heixin, one a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and the other a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.

When Master Sanhai saw that Chen Dayong's tone was resolute and left no room for negotiation, he knew that he had made up his mind.

He swung his sleeves and his face looked gloomy.

"Chief Chen, since you have made up your mind, please do not regret it later."

After saying this, San Hai's magical power flowed, and he transformed into a pale light and left.

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The Beast Taming Hall was unusually quiet. Chen Ju, a burly man with a dull expression and wearing a green silk and gold-thread robe, walked out from the back hall.

"Clan leader, this San Hai is too arrogant. He is just an early stage foundation building cultivator, yet he is so presumptuous in front of you!"

Chen Ju's eyes showed a vicious look, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his words.

"Should I go and teach San Hai a lesson, and also take this opportunity to damage Xiao Yuan Ling's reputation.

A faction that can't even protect its own foundation-building cultivators, surely no cultivator would go to the market to sell stolen goods."

With a hiss and a snake's cry, a thumb-sized second-level red Yuan snake spitted out red letters, responded to Chen Ju's call, and crawled out from his arms.

"No need!"

Chen Dayong was a little moved.

Chen Ju was at the initial stage of foundation building, and he had a second-order low-grade red Yuan Snake. With two against one, he could teach San Hai a lesson.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally refused.

“That’s not necessary, Chen Ju.

Although the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market is a little worse than when Qinghuai was there, it is still managed by a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

"What's the point of teaching him a lesson, or even sparing his life, for a mere three bones?"

"As for the so-called secret photo shoot?"

Chen Dayong's eyes wrinkled slightly, stroking the glass orb in his hand, thinking about a countermeasure.

'I originally took advantage of the opportunity of the beast tide to break through to the late stage of foundation building.

The Beast Taming Chen family has only been around for a short time and is still on the rise. It’s a rare sight that Old Man Qing Huai has fallen, and we can’t let the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market rise again.”

Chen Dayong no longer wavered in his heart and took out a token from his sleeve.

"Chen Ju, take my token and go see Master Huayue of Changlefang, and fellow Taoists Xu Shan and Zhong Gui of Wulong Mountain.
Since Xiao Yuanling wants to show up, let’s teach him a lesson.”

In front of the Changlefang archway, lascivious music echoed.

Hua Niangzi has a charming figure, swaying her slender waist. There is a slit on the side of her big red skirt, revealing her white and slender legs.

There was a fragrance all around her, and she shook her arm lightly and slapped down.

"Snapped!"

Following the crisp sound, Bai Shijiu was bewitched by the lewd music, his face blurred and he tried to avoid it.

Hua Niangzi's delicate hand hit her, and her fair face quickly became red and swollen.

"Haha, Bai Shijiu, you are so bold! With only the foundation-building cultivation level, you actually dare to come to my Changlefang to cause trouble.

I can't do anything to that old guy, so how can I do anything to you?"

Madam Hua's words were filled with resentment. If Fang Yi had not intervened, Xiaoyuanling Market would have fallen into her hands.

How could I rely on Master Chunyue like this, living under someone else's roof and having no freedom?

Bai Shijiu's eyes were gloomy. He took a deep breath and spat out a mouthful of bloody teeth.

He became furious and immediately mobilized his magical power, turning into a pale streak of light and fleeing.

"Giggle!"

Hua Niangzi giggled and looked at Bai Shijiu who was fleeing in a panic, and her resentment eased a little.

"Leave? If I let you go like this, how much dignity will I still have?"

A pink aura circulated around Lady Hua.

The slender jade feet stepped in the air, and a touch of rouge on the white soles of the feet turned into a red lotus.

Every step leaves a red lotus, and lotus blooms with every step, and the momentum continues to rise.

"go with!"

A long moon-white silk magic weapon was flying, arriving first and about to bind Bai Shijiu.

"That's enough! Junior Sister Hua, this matter ends here!"

A graceful female voice sounded, and a purple spiritual light flew out from Changlefang, transforming into a round fan embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Purple mist swirled around the round fan magic weapon, which fluttered slightly left and right, and purple flames fell.

"Fuck!"

"Senior Sister Chunyue?"

Seeing the purple fire mandarin duck fan blocking her way, the sweet smile on Hua Niangzi's face froze in an instant.

A cold look flashed across her eyes, and Madam Hua took back the flying long silk magic weapon.

"This Bai Shijiu has a deep grudge against Junior Sister. Why are you stopping me from taking revenge?"

"revenge?"

The purple fire mandarin duck fan was swirling in the mist, and the purple smoke was rolling, blocking Lady Hua's way.

After Bai Shijiu left completely, Master Chunyue's graceful voice sounded again.

"If you want revenge, go to Xiaoyuan Ridge and look for the late foundation-building master of the White Bone Sect.

You are bullying this youngster who has just established his foundation. Do you think he has no master?
The mountain guest from Wulong Mountain was also in the middle stage of foundation building, and the old monster from the White Bone Sect came to attack him.

Junior Sister Hua, are you going to stop them?
Junior Sister, I’m warning you one last time. If you still want to stay in Changlefang, stop trying to sneak into my life with those little tricks.”

Xiaoyuanling, the White Bone Tower, is surrounded by gloomy air.

Fang Yi's turbid gaze turned and fell on the indignant Master Sanhai and Bai Shijiu, whose face was swollen like a pig's head.

He felt quite regretful.

"How come neither San Hai nor Bai Shijiu died? What a pity."

(End of this chapter)