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

Chapter 852 Everyone Has Their Own Thoughts, Taking Advantage of the Situation
Strands of starlight descended, transforming into a rainbow bridge.

You Xishan's handsome face had long since changed; his temples were now lined with wrinkles, his hair was white, and he held a dove-shaped staff in his hand.

His Qi and cultivation level are exactly the same as Tian Quezi's.

He walked slowly from the awning boat toward the Rainbow Bridge, his body hunched over and leaning on his cane.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

As you move forward step by step, the rainbow bridge shortens until it transforms into a Dharma platform.

"Yu Yuanzi, get out here right now!"

"Humph!

Does Tianque really think he has me cornered?!

Deep within Jade Island, in a bottomless, dark cave, fierce magical restrictions flowed, and a divine consciousness rose.

Yu Yuanzi held the Overturning Heaven and Sea Banner, stirring up changes in the spiritual energy.

"Boom!"

The azure silk banner of the precious flag tumbled, drawing upon the surging power of water spirits drawn from the spiritual veins, refining it, and ultimately transforming it into pure water elemental power.

Like a vast ocean flowing, it falls into the spring with its jade-like walls [Lingji].

"Crash!"

Beside the spring, twelve lotus-shaped lanterns hang high, their azure light illuminating the deep cave.

Her brows furrowed slightly as she peered through layers of magical barriers at the entrance to the Azure Water Pavilion, where streaks of starlight rose.

"In our last encounter, I possessed a formation passed down from our ancestors, giving me the advantage of terrain, and thus defeated the Heavenly Missing Half Formation."
They even dared to make a move this time.
My dear disciple Yu Xi, let me test you. Is there a problem with this?
What is that old ghost Tianque plotting?

"Buzz!"

A precious pearl lit up and rose, amidst the rising mist, adorned by lotus-shaped lamps in the dim cave.

A young girl, like a mountain spirit, with long black hair and radiant skin, was immersed in the spiritual spring.

"secret?"

Ruan Yuxi's eyes were clear and her appearance was beautiful. Her eyes were like flowing spring water, and with every move she made, she continuously drew upon the power of water element.

"It seems that reinforcements from Xuanyang Mountain have arrived."

Her eyes shone with wisdom, and her voice was like a secluded spring in a valley, soothing and refreshing.

"The master of the sect personally went to the White Bone Sect."

The White Bone Sect's spiritual veins collapsed, turning it into ruins.

The disciple was completely devoured by the Old Monster of the Abyss, who used him to refine supernatural powers and recover from his injuries.

Meanwhile, Fang Yi, the renowned leader of Xuan Yang Mountain, had not shown his face for a full three years.

"At least Fang Yi, the sect leader, is spying on Master outside the Azure Water Pavilion."

"good!"

Yu Yuanzi reached out and made a grasping motion with his long, slender fingers.

"Buzz!"

It is a photographic mirror condensed from images of birds, beasts, insects, and birds. The smooth mirror surface shimmers with azure light, reflecting the awning boats outside the Biyue Pavilion.

"It's not just Fang Yi; the lowly maid Yin Yue from the Hehuan Sect has also disappeared. That lowly maid has a deep grudge against the Pavilion."

Furthermore, relying on the support of the Su Nu Sect, they could not directly take action, lest they be unable to explain themselves to the Zoroastrian Church.

But if it were to stop Chen Sheng of Tiandaowu, she would definitely be willing.”

"Yu Xi, right now, outside this Biyue Pavilion, Tian Quezi is only a cultivator in name only."
Actually, it conceals two sect leaders, Fang Yi (Qingyangzi) and Zhang Hengyi (Zhang Hengyi) of the Ancestral Hall.

"That Master," Ruan Yuxi frowned slightly, her eyes crinkling like Xi Shi clutching her heart, making her appear pitiful.

"Yu Yuanzi, get out here right now!"

Tian Quezi's angry shouts rang out continuously, provoking the hearts of the cultivators in the Biyue Pavilion.

"I must take action."

Yu Yuanzi's eyes were cold as he glanced over Jiuhe Peak.

On the nine-tiered altar carved from the magical jade, a crimson mirror exhales and exhales fortune, surrounded by a shimmering, crystalline light.

"If I hadn't made a move, how could Yang Xu have come to my rescue?"

"If Yang Xu doesn't intervene, how can he provoke the Zoroastrian Church and gain their support?"

"The spiritual veins in the vast ice plains of the Great Yu have advanced, attracting the attention of the Fire Worship Sect and the Nascent Soul True Lords of Medicine King Valley."

The birth of a fourth-order spiritual vein—what an immense opportunity, what a vast fortune!
"If the situation in this place of exile in Dayun doesn't completely deteriorate, how could the Fire Lord of the Zoroastrian Church possibly set his sights on it?"

Yu Yuanzi's gaze was deep and he murmured softly.

"The Old Monster of the Abyss Sea devoured the entire White Bone Sect, and his whereabouts are unpredictable."

The pavilion lost three third-tier spiritual sites: Qingkong Cliff, Jiuquan Mountain, and later lost the sect's treasure, the Bihai Town Yuan Chi.

Junior Sister Ruan Xiang has also fallen to the level of a sect leader, with no possibility of recovery.

Yin Yue, a lowly maid, blocked Chen Sheng of Tiandaowu.

The Hehuan Sect has powerful backing, and can be considered a branch of the Su Nu Sect, so it is not afraid of Xuan Yang Mountain becoming the sole dominant force.

"The situation has deteriorated to this point, and it is no different from Huang Guangsheng's situation back then, where the heavens were in disarray with two suns in the sky."

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi!" Ruan Yuxi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, surrounded by a chilling aura.

"If it weren't for Qingyangzi Fang Yi's unexpected actions time and again, the situation in the pavilion would not have deteriorated to this extent!"

A look of envy flashed in Yu Yuanzi's eyes as he murmured softly, "How fortunate Heaven is to Xuan Yang Mountain! Huang Guangsheng has passed away peacefully, and now Qing Yangzi has emerged from the Ancestral Hall."

"However, this is the end!" The envy in her eyes faded, and a jade talisman appeared in her hand. "We can't let Fang Yi continue to break through."
When Tianque and I pass away, Fang Yi and Zhang Heng will join forces, and Biyue Pavilion will have difficulty rising to prominence for hundreds of years.

"Let alone Yu Xi, even protecting the foundation of the pavilion would be extremely difficult for you to achieve, let alone covet the position of a Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"Master, what's wrong?" Ruan Yuxi asked with a worried expression.

"If you're going to lose, lose completely."

Under the illumination of the lotus lamp, Yu Yuanzi gazed into the distance and murmured softly.

"If Xuan Yang Mountain doesn't want to destroy my Biyue Pavilion, then let them have their way!"
The Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World has no top-tier sects to oversee it, but the decisive factor is still the Nascent Soul True Monarch!
Huang Guangsheng was incredibly powerful back then. He severely injured Li Yue's master, forcing her to go to Li Mountain, where she narrowly escaped death.

But what was the result?

Even with the decree of the Nascent Soul stage of the Zoroastrian sect descending, they still cower in Xuan Yang Mountain, unable to do anything to us.

A True Immortal who has reached the Core Formation stage lives for five hundred years, while a Great True Immortal roams freely and acts without restraint.

"But if one doesn't break through to a higher realm, one is merely a pawn of a Nascent Soul True Monarch!"

Yu Yuanzi looked at his handsome disciple with kind eyes and gently instructed him.

“Disciple, my Biyue Pavilion has only been established for eight hundred years.”

In terms of lineage, it was inferior to Xuanyang Mountain; in terms of foundation, it was inferior to Baigu Sect. Over the past eight hundred years, the sect has experienced more than one instance of a break in the number of Grand Masters.

Why is it that it can rival Xuan Yang Mountain and suppress the White Bone Sect from making a breakthrough?

It relies on being pragmatic, knowing when to advance and retreat, and taking advantage of the prevailing trend.

"As long as the Zoroastrianism exists, the lineage of my Biyue Pavilion will never be extinguished."
What if Xuanyang Mountain gains a dominant position?

However, even the most extravagant displays of prosperity, like oil poured on a blazing fire, will eventually fade away.

Ruan Yuxi's brows relaxed, but worry still lingered in her heart. "If Xuan Yang Mountain has also produced a Nascent Soul True Monarch..."

"impossible!

"In the Great Yu Dynasty, resources are abundant, and over the past ten thousand years, only a few exceptionally fortunate individuals have been able to condense their Nascent Soul."

Yu Yuanzi's eyes darkened slightly, their depths unfathomable.

"In Dayun, all the quasi-fourth-tier spiritual veins have been seized by major sects such as the Fire Worship Cult and the Medicine King Valley."
The fourth-order fire path inheritance of Xuan Yang Mountain has been severed for more than three hundred years, and the main lineage does not even have a Core Formation True Person.

Furthermore, with the Burning Heart Glazed Mirror monitoring them day and night, even a Grand Master of the Fire Dao is absent; how dare they presume to reach the Nascent Soul stage?

Seeing Ruan Yuxi's eyes darken and her aura become low, she softened her expression and explained.

"Yu Xi, don't worry. You are a female cultivator and will reach the point of perfecting your core."

Even without the opportunity to reach the Nascent Soul stage, one can still leverage the power of the Zoroastrian sect to become a Daoist partner with a potential Nascent Soul cultivator within the sect, cultivating together using the principle of water and fire in harmony.

"Among the masters in the pavilion throughout the ages, there are many who married into the Zoroastrian sect. There is neither a fundamental conflict of faith nor any long-standing enmity between them."
"As long as you conceal your Heavenly Spiritual Root, the Fire Worship Church will grant you an opportunity; at worst, they won't interfere."

"boom!"

As the starlight handprint struck down, causing the ground to tremble slightly, Yu Yuanzi moved lightly and disappeared into the cave, his voice lingering.

"I'll be right back. After all these years, Xuan Yang Mountain remains as fierce as ever; I can't find a way to leverage its power."

At the summit of Jiuhe Peak, a streak of azure light swept across, stirring up crashing waves.

On the solemn altar, the Heart-Burning Crystal Mirror was enshrined, emitting a shimmering, precious light. "Imperial Decree!"

Yang Xu, with dark eyes and wearing a robe shrouded in mysterious clouds, stood with his hands behind his back, watching Yu Yuanzi stir up the changing winds and clouds.

"Is this Huang Guangsheng's precedent?"
"This Xuan Yang Mountain remains as fierce as ever. Even though the fourth-order fire-path [Xuan Yang Book] inheritance has been severed, it still strives to contend for the great power of the Great Cloud."

"These ungrateful wretch! If it weren't for the need to use Xuan Yang Mountain to isolate the demonic aura, would our sect have been spared until today?"

He unleashed a magic seal with his five fingers, and the Burning Heart Crystal Mirror shone brightly.

"Gulu.Gulu"

A sound like a whale swallowing and a bull drinking echoed from the darkness, devouring the fortune accumulated by the Azure Water Pavilion over eight hundred years.

"Buzz!"

A scroll of crystalline light condensed and transformed into a treasure map of destiny.

The mirror is filled with red, white, blue, and gold spiritual light, which together manifest various extraordinary phenomena of destiny.

As the crimson sun suppressed the blue water and golden blade, the White Bone Demon God had already collapsed.

Yang Xu's eyes closed slightly, his robes fluttering in the dark light and mist.

"I will make my move after Yu Yuanzi's foundation is destroyed by Xuan Yang Mountain."
Biyue Pavilion still needs constant reminders.

Did you really think a third-tier, high-grade Celestial Mystery Master was so easy to deal with?

With a flick of his finger, the ancient diagram of destiny within the Burning Heart Glass Mirror collapsed, revealing a deep, spiritual spring on its surface.

A young girl, like a mountain spirit, with long black hair and radiant skin, was immersed in the spiritual spring.

"The burning heart and the crystal mirror illuminate a thousand miles, discerning even the smallest detail."

"Does a female cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root who has reached the Core Formation stage really think she can hide this from the sect?"

"Senior Brother Bai Yuan has achieved the completion of his Core Formation. His method of harmonizing water and fire is a rare and valuable way to improve one's foundation."

Once Yu Xi breaks through to the late stage of Core Formation, she will naturally make her choice under the crushing pressure of Xuan Yang Mountain.

"Even if she was unwilling, under Yu Yuanzi's persuasion, what could Ruan Yuxi do for the sake of the Biyue Pavilion's inheritance?"

With a wave of his sleeve, Yang Xu caused the Burning Heart Glass Mirror to shimmer with light, and the scene on its surface changed again, revealing a view of starlight stretching out outside the Jade Water Pavilion.

He did not immediately offer assistance.

The fourth-order lineage of Xuan Yang Mountain has been severed, so it is not a cause for concern.

It was nothing more than a minor problem for the Zoroastrians, but for the true masters of his lineage, it was a significant opportunity.

Outside the Biyue Pavilion, turbid waves surged into the sky, crashing against the shore.

"Tian Quezi, today I will settle this with you in a battle to the death!"

Yu Yuanzi stepped onto the murmuring green river and waved down the Heaven-Overturning Banner in his hand.

"Edict!"

"Overturn the sea!"

"The world is turned upside down!"

"Crash!"

In Qianbo Lake, water vapor from a radius of two hundred miles was stirred up, turning into towering waves that crashed down.

"Victory or defeat, life or death?"
"Only if you, Yu Yuanzi, possess such ability."

Yu Xishan's eyes gleamed, and with a flick of his sleeve, an ancient scroll flew out.

The Zhou Tian Bagua diagram unfolds, twenty-eight large stars rise, and the Qian and Kun trigrams change.

"Black Tortoise Guardian Star Seal!"

The unfolded Bagua diagram trembled, and the seven northern constellations—Dou, Niu, Nu, Xu, Wei, Shi, and Bi—evolved, outlining a phantom image of Xuanwu (Black Tortoise).

"Boom!"

Giant waves crashed down, while the black Xuanwu phantom remained motionless, its body surrounded by starlight and intertwined with a tortoise and snake.

Recalling Fang Yi's words, You Xishan pointed his fingertip, and rays of starlight condensed.

"The Three Changes of the Mysterious Star: Shaking the Star!"

In an instant, stars fell like rain, like meteorites crashing to the ground, carrying immense force as they bombarded Yu Yuanzi.

A glint flashed in Yu Yuanzi's eyes, and a jade talisman within his soul emitted spiritual light, its invisible ripples sweeping across a radius of a hundred miles.

'really!
Some cultivators concealed themselves, preparing to strike in secret.
That old bastard Tian Quezi is paving the way for the next generation of Xuan Yang Mountain.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the southeast corner and detected an extremely subtle aura.

'It was well hidden. If I hadn't anticipated this and used the Water Moon Qi Observation Talisman left in the sect, I probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.'
The two sect leaders, Fang Yi (Qingyangzi) and Zhang Hengyi (Zhang Hengyi from the Ancestral Hall), had indeed arrived.
Using this threat to force Yang Xu into a trap, they could then leverage the power of the Zoroastrian Church.

Yu Yuanzi felt relieved; the threat posed by the discovery of the two sect leaders had been greatly reduced.

She was on guard and suffered at most minor injuries.

No matter how cold-hearted Yang Xu was, or how many schemes he had, he dared not allow the gates of the Biyue Pavilion to be breached.

"Edict!"

Yu Yuanzi waved his sleeves, and the shimmering moonlight gathered, transforming into a water blade that slashed down.

"Mystic Technique: Cold Moon Blade!"

"Perfect supernatural powers?"
After years of being a coward, I've actually made some progress.

You Xishan smiled, his five fingers grasping out starlight.

"Mysterious Star Three Changes: Minor Star Lock!"

"Hurrah!"

Streaks of starlight transformed into chains, runes flowing and crisscrossing like a net, encircling everything.

"This is the moment!"

"Wow!"

In the southeast corner, a jade ruler, emitting spiritual light and surrounded by bamboo patterns, struck down towards Yu Yuanzi.

"not good!"

Yu Yuanzi's expression changed slightly, and with a slender, delicate hand, she struck out, summoning a jade spirit shield.

"Azure Wood Spirit Whip!"

Fang Yi's clear voice rang out.

"Yan!"

A long, drawn-out dragon's roar echoed through heaven and earth, howling for miles. The azure Bodhi branch reached out, and the dragon's phantom image flashed and disappeared.

A series of verdant jeweled rings lit up, transforming into ancient vines twisting and turning, exotic flowers blooming, and moss spreading.
Human-shaped ginseng, playful horses, and jade-like astragalus, interspersed with ancient witchcraft incantations, blend into the delicate branches of willows swaying in the wind.
The principles of wood cultivation, spiritual healing, and even witchcraft and medicine are all imbued with its essence.

"fall!"

"It's done!"

Yu Yuanzi's eyes lit up with joy, but he seemed to have made a mistake, spitting out a mouthful of blood and his life force plummeting instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Xu, save me!"

"waste!"

A crimson flame rose, and a giant axe cleaved down. Yang Xu's eyes were cold, but he smiled inwardly.

'Yu Yuanzi of Biyue Pavilion is quite sensible.'

His gaze swept over You Xishan, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

'If it weren't for the divination master's calculations of the overall situation, which cost him his lifespan, the Wugengzi lineage would have been destroyed by the sect long ago.'

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and mysterious, and his fingertips danced, creating strands of puppet silk that had somehow spread throughout the Biyue Pavilion.

'Heavenly Craftsmanship Method: Worrying.'

'Secret Techniques of the Demon: Shared Soul'

"Wonderful Technique: The Spinning Hand of the Mechanism!"

"Wow!"

Invisible threads coiled around the giant axe, swirling with icy flames, their energy flowing freely.

"boom!"

The giant axe shifted instantly, cleaving down towards Yu Yuanzi.

"When!" Yang Xu's expression changed, and his divine sense surged wildly.

(End of this chapter)