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

Chapter 892 Demons and Monsters Gather, Huo Zhao Forms a New Core

"The one-horned thunder rhinoceros is finally gone."

Fortunately, the savage beast was born in the Spirit Wasteland and is also trapped there; otherwise, if the savage beast held a grudge, things would have become troublesome within the sect.

As the silver starlight fell, the hexagrams of heaven and earth flowed in You Xishan's eyes. After sensing the Fire-Swallowing Turtle, the fierce aura slowly subsided.

Fang Yi wore a jade crown and a blue cloud-patterned robe, with strands of withered yellow Daoist charm extending like old roots and decaying wood.

He raised an eyebrow slightly and spoke with a smile.

"If the savage beast hadn't been trapped in the Spirit Wasteland, and hadn't been so lacking in intelligence, even less capable than a three-year-old child, why would Uncle-Master Red Eyebrows have made a move that would create such a grudge?"

"That's true."

You Xishan pondered for a moment, glanced over the Changqing Hall, and said in a deep voice:
"Junior Brother, how is your deduction of the Four-Nine Mysterious Technique? Do you need Senior Brother's assistance?"

"I am not as accomplished as my master, who has reached the fourth-tier Grandmaster level in divination, but I have also refined my natal hexagram and managed the Scripture Pavilion for over a hundred years, gaining considerable insight into divination techniques."

"No need, thank you for your kindness, senior brother."

Zhao'er has sealed her body with magic, and her essence, energy, and spirit are all at their peak. Everything is ready except for the final push.

Once they reach the vast icy plains, they can find a spiritual vein to cultivate in seclusion and condense their inner core, thus repairing the final flaw in the Four-Nine Arcane Technique.

Fang Yi shook his head in refusal, his dark eyes slightly darkening: "Senior Brother You has helped me a lot. You can speak freely if you need anything. There's no need to be so secretive."

"Junior Brother Fang is still as quick-witted as ever," You Xishan said solemnly in a deep voice.

"Senior brother is getting old and his lifespan is not as long as yours, but how difficult it is to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."
"After more than a thousand years of accumulation within the sect, and the sacrifices of six generations of patriarchs, we finally obtained a sliver of the Dao's secret. I have no chance of even breaking through to the next level with just 30% of that."

"The lineage of Wugengzi has been passed down through six generations of patriarchs. I am now the eighth generation, and the continuation of the lineage cannot be interrupted in my hands."

"What does Senior Brother mean?" Fang Yi frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

“As per tradition, one of the three Heavenly Witch Jade has already been given away,” You Xishan continued. “The remaining one will remain in my hands to absorb life force and refine the wood element, in order to make up for the deficiency in the next generation of Daoist successors.”

There's one more; I wonder if my junior brother would be willing to part with it for his youngest disciple, Fan Deye.
He cultivated the Gengjin Destiny Refining Book to the Foundation Establishment stage, forging a superior Dao foundation; his talent for divination was exceptional.

"This junior disciple Deye's talent and Dao heart qualify him to become the successor of the Wugengzi lineage."

"I almost forgot, it was my senior brother who selected the [Gengjin Life-Refining Book] for Deye's cultivation in the Scripture Pavilion."

Fang Yi frowned, his mind racing. He hadn't expected his junior disciple to be targeted so early.

Cast a wide net and catch many fish.
Senior Brother You has been in charge of the Sutra Repository for many years, and he is probably remembered by all the disciples of the divination path in the cultivation sect.

Xia Mao must have been targeted when he was exchanging inheritance in the Scripture Pavilion.

"Should we directly inherit the legacy of Ancestor Wugengzi, or follow the precedent set by Senior Brother Yan Youtai?" Fang Yi went straight to the point, without any politeness.

Both methods of inheritance follow the lineage of the ancestral hall, but the results are vastly different.

“As per tradition.” You Xishan spread his five fingers, and starlight flowed around a broken, ancient jade pendant filled with the aura of time.

"The lineage of our ancestors is invaluable, having consumed countless efforts of generations of masters. How can it be inherited by an incompetent person?"

"What does Senior Brother mean?" Fang Yi seemed to understand something, and suddenly realized.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the power of a Great Immortal to protect his descendants, given the nature of the Wugengzi lineage, Fan Deye would have already received a 'chance' from heaven.

"I have given one of the Heavenly Witch Jade to Fan Deye. Now it's up to the junior's ability and character." You Xishan stroked the precious jade, his eyes revealing a determined look.

"Whether he becomes a slave to the artifact to nourish Wu Jue, or a master to inherit the lineage, depends on Fan Deye's performance."

"Senior brother was already prepared, why bother asking me?" Fang Yi's expression darkened slightly, and he said with displeasure.

“Junior Brother Fang, please don’t be offended. Senior Brother’s lifespan is running out, so I have to prepare for the future.” You Xishan pointed to Chiyang Cliff and the Ancestral Hall.

"As fellow members of the Xuan Yang main lineage, I have also chosen exceptionally talented successors. Do Junior Sister Wu Hua and Junior Brother Heng Yi know anything about their backgrounds?"

"That's because I discovered Xia Mao's activities, so Senior Brother had no choice but to come here," Fang Yi said, his eyes dark and unceremoniously exposing the lie.

"As expected," You Xishan murmured softly, "I was initially a little uncertain."
Now it seems that the medicinal energy that descended to nourish Xia Mao three days ago was a deliberate act of 'taking care' of him by my junior brother.

"Senior brother, you are wise." Fang Yi bowed respectfully, his mind clear; this was no longer something he could refuse.

"Brother You was able to come here and speak, and even selected a diviner to raise Gu in the Ancestral Hall and Chiyang Cliff."
Master Uncle Red Eyebrows had already tacitly approved it; otherwise, how could a Nascent Soul True Monarch, with his radiant light reaching thousands of miles, have sought his own death?

What about the Great Master?

No matter how deep one's foundation, it has never undergone a qualitative change. Only by attaining the Nascent Soul stage can one become a soaring dragon in the sky. From then on, one will be a powerful overlord in any of the five regions of the human realm.

Having confirmed his initial suspicion upon discovering that Xia Mao possessed the Heavenly Witch Jade, Fang Yi's thoughts shifted rapidly.

If he hadn't intentionally manipulated the medicinal energy, You Xishan wouldn't have come to visit Changqing Palace.

After all, given the importance that the Wugengzi lineage places on its inheritance, once they begin selecting disciples, they would not possibly let go of a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator who practices divination.

Rather than waiting to be killed, it's better to stir things up and seize the initiative.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Deye is the son of my old friend Fan Dacheng, and he has also established a superior Dao foundation."

Afterwards, while I wouldn't say I'd be absolutely certain of condensing the Golden Core, I'd have a 70-80% chance of breaking through to the Core Formation realm, without the slightest problem.

“But this is the limit,” You Xishan said calmly, as ancient and simple divination characters flowed across the Heavenly Witch Jade in his palm.

"Without the inheritance of the Daoist tradition, without any great opportunity, relying only on the [Gengjin Life-Refining Book], without spiritual medicine to nourish the essence and vital energy, and without the guidance of a famous master."

Even after condensing his Golden Core, Fan Deye's cultivation progressed with great difficulty, and it was not easy for him to even break through to the late stage of the Golden Core formation before his lifespan ended.

Why won't Junior Brother Fang Yi give Deye a chance?

Fang Yi smiled, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, like an ancient, icy pool that silently swallowed all light.

"I just want to give Deye a chance."

A chance to say no

"What if I don't want to?"
The ancestral laws cannot be changed. Disciples are selected using the Heavenly Witch Jade. This was true for Ancestor Wangji, Master Tianque, and it is true for me as well.
The capable rise, the lazy fall.

The seven generations of masters at Tianji Peak have maintained this tradition for a thousand years. What makes Fan Deye an exception?

You Xishan smiled faintly, his robes fluttering in the wind; he would never compromise on matters concerning the lineage of his ancestor.

As for forcing something to be sweet?
That would require Fan Deye to come up to him and inherit the lineage of Wugengzi.

One after another, starlight rose up, transforming into the six stars of the Southern Dipper. With a thought from You Xishan, the vast celestial phenomena pressed down on Fang Yi.

"Junior Brother Fang, why bother? You're just a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all."
"I really don't want to fight with my junior brother."

"Senior Brother Xishan, there's no need to be angry."

Fang Yi was surrounded by a withered yellow spiritual light, and the decaying Daoist aura spread like branches.

Yuan Hai, clad in white bone armor, with horns atop his head and swirling patterns, stood behind Fang Yi, his gray, menacing aura rising towards the starlight.

"Oh!"

As the two forces collided, the ominous, gray aura was gradually pushed to the sidelines.

'Eighth level of Core Formation?'
Since receiving the essence of the sixth-generation patriarch and having my true elixir transformed into a golden elixir, my senior brother Xishan has made rapid progress in his cultivation.
Lacking auxiliary spiritual materials, Yuan Hai hadn't advanced to a near-fourth-tier puppet and was no match for him.

With a wave of his sleeve, a wisp of azure light enveloped the spiritual seed as it descended. Life force gathered, and the spiritual seed took root, sprouted, and grew vines.
The lush greenery transformed into a canopy, supporting the starlight. You Xishan remained calm in his eyes, but did not continue to intervene.

In the blink of an eye, a wooden table woven from green vines and two futons appeared.

Amidst the oppressive atmosphere, Fang Yi casually lifted his robe and sat cross-legged on the futon.

He then took out a jade pot and several glass cups from his storage bag.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The spiritual spring boiled, transforming into a crystal-clear stream that cascaded down, causing a few tender green leaves to unfurl in the glass cup, releasing a refreshing aroma of tea. "My senior brother has helped me immensely, and the vast icy plains hold countless opportunities. Why should we quarrel among ourselves and needlessly benefit the Fire Worship Sect?"

Fang Yi's eyes were calm and distant. He accepted Fan Deye as his disciple out of consideration for Fan Dacheng's early assistance.

Three points are due to his tenacious character and outstanding aptitude for divination.

The remaining four points were to protect the good reputation of his friends and juniors.

However, once one enters the Five Extremes Peak sect and becomes a disciple under his protection, he will not easily abandon Fan Deye or allow him to be manipulated by others before he makes a mistake or encounters an extraordinary opportunity.

Fang Yi glanced at Changqing Hall and saw Huo Zhao's aura growing stronger. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he refined the silver phoenix pattern without interfering with the formation of his core.

But it took him a lot of effort.

"During my campaigns against the Azure Water Pavilion, I was often away from home, so Deye was in charge of all matters concerning the Five Extremes Peaks."
He also played a part in scheming against Lu Xiaozi, and in the end, he has to give me, his junior disciple, a choice.”

"Even if Uncle Red Eyebrows still agrees?" You Xishan's gaze was like a steel knife scraping bone, piercing towards Fang Yi.

“Even if Uncle Chi Mei agrees, De Ye is still my disciple!” Fang Yi said resolutely without the slightest hesitation.

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Before the Evergreen Palace, starlight rose again, colliding with the gray cardinals, creating a somber atmosphere.

A quarter of an hour later.

Looking at the gray mist suppressed to a small area by the starlight, You Xishan watched as Fang Yi was drenched in sweat, his robes soaked, and the veins on his forehead twisted.

"Ha, not bad!" He chuckled, a satisfied look on his face. "Junior Brother Fang is indeed as rumored, consistent in word and deed, and cares for his disciples."
Not bad!

good! "

You Xishan clapped his hands in praise, the starlight instantly faded, and a serene smile appeared on his lips.

"Since that's the case, I'll give my junior brother some face."

Three years later, the sect should be at peace, and Tianji Peak will hold a grand divination ceremony.

The grand prize is this day's offering of Wu Jue and the [Mysterious Star Three Changes True Chapter]. Whether my nephew Deye comes or not is up to him.

"Buzz!"

As the starlight shifted, You Xishan's figure vanished, leaving behind only the still-warm teacup and lingering echoes.

"Junior brother, do not reveal the secrets of the 'Heavenly Witch Jade' out of your love for your disciple."

That would be difficult to explain to Uncle-Master Chi Mei, and it would bring no benefit whatsoever to Nephew De Ye.”

Watching the departing light disappear into the distance, I breathed back into the Star-Picking Pavilion.

Fang Yi held the glass cup, drank the tea, savoring the bitterness followed by a sweet aftertaste, and murmured softly:

"Is he testing me too?"
Brother Xishan, when are you planning this? Why are you being so cautious?

"But three years later"
Huo Zhao should also go into seclusion to form his core and verify the final step of the [Four-Nine Mysterious Technique].

"Only one puppet in the Abyss Sea could not be fully realized amidst the opportunities presented by the vast icy plains."

At night, the bright moon hangs high, and its silvery moonlight, carrying a slight chill, falls upon the night.

"boom!"

The ground trembled, and after the thousand-foot-tall fire-swallowing giant tortoise crossed a hill, a cold wind, carrying a chill, swept over them, accompanied by pure spiritual energy.

a long distance away.

As the giant tortoise walked across the obsidian footprints that melted the ground with fire, a figure wearing a cloak appeared, with faint, eerie green eyes like those of a jackal.

The cloaked figure crouched down, took out a jade box, opened a crack in the box, and drew demonic energy from the footprint.

"A high-grade, third-tier Fire-Swallowing Turtle, along with over ten thousand chaotic residual energies."

"Is it the dragon nurtured over a thousand years in that remote place of Dayun that has entered the arena?"
interesting
That's really interesting.
The old fox of the Zoroastrian sect, cunning and shrewd, suffered a great loss in the remote and desolate Great Cloud region, where even third-tier spiritual veins were few and far between.

"Otherwise, how could I have had this opportunity?"

A faint green light swirled around the cloaked figure, whose eyes flickered with emerald flames before vanishing without a trace.

"Oh!"

Corpse energy swirled around the burial coffin as it rose from the ground. Gazing at the disappearing blue light, the red-haired old corpse murmured softly.

"As expected, Xuan Yang had been targeted long ago. Which cultivator dared to attack a Nascent Soul True Monarch?"
Zoroastrianism, Blood Fiend Sect, or Medicine King Valley?
"Opportunities are tempting, especially the once-in-thousands-years-long advancement of a fourth-tier spiritual vein."

"Go ahead and fight. Go ahead and fight."
"Only when enough cultivators die can I easily collect their blood offerings."

Three hours later.

The cold wind howled, and as far as the eye could see, heavy snow was falling, and glaciers stretched out in all directions.
The Fire-Swallowing Turtle trembled, its thousand-foot size continuously shrinking, and the Chaoyang Pavilion rose from its shell.

"boom!"

As the ancient pavilion descended, purple energy spread, suppressing the lingering chill.

"Wow!"

A giant python, its entire body seemingly forged from ice crystals, rose from the ground, its tongue flicking out, emitting a chilling, icy light.

"Ice-Shard Frost Marrow Python?"

"The bastards are making a racket."

Inside Chaoyang Pavilion, flames surged and transformed into a giant crimson handprint, which slammed down.

"boom!"

The ice armor, whose defensive capabilities surpassed those of ordinary magical treasures, shattered instantly, and a powerful python demon, comparable to a Great Immortal, was captured in an instant under the influence of the chilling aura.

Chi Mei stared at the giant python bound by the fire cloud chains in the hall, struggling incessantly but unable to move.

"The cold beast at the sixth level of Core Formation, aided by its lair and the chilling aura, is no weaker than a Grand True Person at the late stage of Core Formation."
It seems the spiritual veins have accumulated enough foundation, and the time to advance to the next level is not far off.

He hesitated for a moment, his lips moving slightly.

"Fang Yi, Heng Yi, Xi Shan, and Chi Yangzi, you shall suppress the four directions, set up magical restrictions, and guard against the attack of the Ice Demon."

After the disciples in the sect have settled in, come to Chaoyang Pavilion to see me.

The Changqing Palace floated above the idle clouds. Fang Yi, who was drinking alone, stood up and bowed.

"We obey the decree of the True Lord!"

"boom!"

The Evergreen Palace descended, swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy like a whale gulping down water.

"A high-grade third-tier spiritual vein."
"Enough for Huo Zhao to break through to the next realm."

Fang Yi sensed the pure spiritual energy, and anticipation rose in his eyes.

"The verification of the Four-Nine Mystic Arts is unimpeded, which can make up for my lack of magical power. Relying solely on the [Withering and Flourishing Scripture], I am ultimately still one step inferior to the Great True Man."

"boom!"

As if in response to Fang Yi's expectations, a stream of pure blood energy soared into the sky from the Changqing Palace.

(End of this chapter)