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

Chapter 867 The Sword-Hanging Immortal and the Jade Fairy

On the jade path, Yin Yue paused, brushed her hair aside, and looked helpless. With a wave of her hand, an invisible spiritual light swept through, completely eradicating the remaining energy.

"These young people nowadays..."

"The world of cultivation is not that simple."
Qualifications?

Spiritual roots?

future?"

"Even among the great sects of the Nascent Soul stage, are the fallen geniuses still a minority?"

Having a powerful backer is the most important thing!

The lingering sound of music filled the air as gilded hibiscus patterns bloomed on the jade path. Yin Yue smiled calmly and continued along the path.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yue, we've finally waited for you."

In a small pavilion, Li Kong stood tall and elegant, holding a seven-foot-long sword in his arms, his faded Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

"Fellow Daoist Li Kong is right. Senior Brother Li is still waiting for my reply in Medicine King Valley." In a corner of the pavilion, Zhong Zheng, who was sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, opened his eyes. The wisps of medicinal fragrance vaguely formed the prototype of a Daoist temple.

He frowned slightly and questioned in a low voice.

"Just who is so influential that Fellow Daoist Yin Yue would abandon Fellow Daoist Li Kong of Suspended Sword Mountain and come with me to greet them?"
With light singing and dancing, and a welcoming procession stretching for miles, what a grand spectacle, what a great honor!

Yin Yue frowned slightly, her expression turning cold. She wasn't afraid of these two, who were both Grand Masters.

"Sect Leader Fang Yi of Xuan Yang, do you two fellow Daoists have any doubts?"

Li Kong and Zhong Zheng exchanged a glance, both seeing the apprehension in each other's eyes. Xuan Yang Mountain was nothing to fear, nor was Fang Yi.

However, the Crimson-Eyebrow True Lord of Xuan Yang Mountain, with his lofty and noble status as a Nascent Soul cultivator, was capable of easily crushing the two of them.

Yin Yue tossed her hair aside, revealing her sharp edge. "If you're begging for my disciple's favor, you should act like you're begging."
Even Junhuai Jianzi and Li Zhenren show me deference, let alone you two?

"Buzz!"

A pink mist swirled around them, and the Blissful Mirror rose, stirring up waves of spiritual energy that pressed down on Li Kong and Zhong Zheng.

"Oh!"

A sword beam and a Daoist alchemy seal descended, meeting the spiritual tide.

"Thump! Thump! Glare!" Li Kong, dressed in white robes and wielding a sword, was forced back several steps and was forced out of the pavilion.

Zhong Zheng did not gain any advantage either. In an instant, the spiritual tides shattered the Azure Pill, and the spiritual fire in the furnace in front of him was extinguished.

"Qi merging with Heaven and Earth?"

Seeing Yin Yue's lotus-patterned robe fluttering and her aura swirling, seemingly connected to the entire spiritual peak, Li Kong drew his ancient sword from its sheath.

"Clang!" The pure white sword light emitted a sharp glint and slashed down in an instant.

Zhong Zheng glanced at Dan Huo with a pained expression and muttered, "What a loss. Senior Brother Li should at least compensate me with a Kong Huai Orchid, at least a mid-grade third rank."

"Zhong Zheng!" Li Kong's face darkened. "Are you still just watching the show?"

Zhong Zheng sighed, patted his storage bag, and a beam of azure light flew out, transforming into a stone tablet that pressed down.

"Humph!"

Yin Yue's eyes darkened slightly, her heart filled with dissatisfaction. With her slender hand, she formed a hand seal, and a seductive melody echoed as the Blissful Mirror rose.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Heaven is Yang and Earth is Yin; humans are Yang and ghosts are Yin; men are Yang and women are Yin; Yin reaches its extreme and generates Yang; Yang reaches its extreme and transforms into Yin."

The harmony of Yin and Yang leads to the flourishing of all things, which is a great human desire.

"The wondrous method: Heaven and Earth unite!"

Yin Yue stepped out barefoot, her silver and red petals gleaming, a riot of spring blossoms.

A variety of enchanting peonies, including those with names like Sun and Moon Brocade, Layered Laughing Peony, Ruby Peony, and Beaded Jewel Peony, are in bloom.
"boom!"

The Blissful Peak trembled, and with two muffled groans, a sword light and a cyan spiritual light emerged.

"How could the cultivators of this barren land of Dayun be so strong?"
Didn't Yin Yue forcefully break through her cultivation realm using spiritual medicine?

Blood trickled from the corner of Li Kong's mouth. After swallowing a pill the size of a longan, he floated in the air.

The Hehuan Sect is merely a branch of the Su Nu Sect. If Yin Yue didn't have some wealth, he wouldn't even take her seriously.

"Heaven and earth unite?" Zhong Zheng looked sorrowful. As an alchemist, he received far more information than Li Kong from the many people he met.

He sighed helplessly. "That's the special skill of the Mysterious Immortal Maiden."

Yin Yue's expression was icy, her hibiscus-embroidered gold robe rustled fiercely, and her aura was so powerful that it seemed as if mountains were collapsing.

"Are you both awake?" "If not, I can lend you a hand."

Yin Yue's mind was fickle; wealth was tempting, especially since it was something she had accumulated over four hundred years.

"Tsk, so the Grand Master of the Suspended Sword Sect and the Medicine King Valley is here."

Outside the glazed tile wall, Fang Yi leaned lazily against a jade locust tree, its reflection shimmering with spiritual light.

The mirror is divided in two, surrounded by a precious light, reflecting one mature and beautiful woman and the other lively and graceful woman, like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own unique beauty.

He chuckled softly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Others might not know, but as a disciple of the Great Master Guang Sheng, how could he not know that the Yin Huai tree, which had been cultivated to the fourth level, was originally a gift from Yin Yue?

In terms of wealth, let alone the barren Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, even among the major Nascent Soul sects, there are few Great True Persons who surpass Yin Yue.

After all, the cultivation of a Nascent Soul seed consumes mountains and seas of spiritual resources, and Yin Yue has been stuck at the bottleneck for a long time.
"Moreover, Yin Yue has been in charge of the Hehuan Sect for two hundred years, and who knows how many contingency plans she has made."

"Let alone a Grandmaster at the seventh level of Core Formation, even a cultivator at the peak of Core Formation would be uncertain in terms of victory or defeat."

"Do you really think all Grand Masters are Tianque's Uncle-Masters?"

"but."

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, sensing the three auras receding, and did not make another move.

"It seems that Yin Yue is indeed interested in finding a Daoist partner for Yu Ji Zi."
Otherwise, even though the lives of the Grand Masters of Suspended Sword Mountain and Medicine King Valley are not in danger due to their powerful backers, they will still suffer some hardship in the end.”

"That's good."

Only after confirming this information was Fang Yi willing to invest his energy.

His gaze shifted and landed on the gilded courtyard.

The courtyard is surrounded by walls of white jade, tiles of glazed glass, and a gilded aura.

A pink afterimage fell, transforming into a petite female cultivator dressed in black.

"Senior Sister Yu Ji, I saw Qingyangzi Fang Yi. He's quite good-looking."
However, after Master generously gifted ten third-tier precious herbs, it seems he has no intention of interfering in your search for a Daoist partner.”

Was it unintentional?

"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Sister Xinyan."

Yu Jizi held a datura flower in her slender, jade-like index finger, her face was aloof, and her skin was as smooth as ice and her bones as pure as jade.

The simple, elegant robe she had donned at some unknown time, its understated elegance hinting at a touch of allure, which ironically drew people's attention.

"Of the three Xuan Yang lineages, Fang Yi comes from the Ancestral Hall lineage, but he has not inherited the foundation of the Daoist tradition."
Although it has carved out its own path, its foundation is ultimately still shallow.

Her eyes sparkled with spring water, and she murmured softly, captivating all who heard her. Even Xie Xinyan, a woman of exceptional beauty and refined elegance, felt a tremor in her heart.

'With such beauty and the condensation of her Golden Core, it's no wonder that several promising talents from Suspended Sword Mountain and Medicine King Valley are eyeing her.'

"I am aware of this matter. This is the Spirit Cleansing Pill I promised my junior sister."

A beam of emerald light enveloped the jade bottle as it fell. Xie Xinyan, her face beaming with excitement, snatched the bottle as if she were fighting for it.

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

She was thrilled, her hands gripping the elixir bottle tightly, the veins on her fair skin bulging.

A mid-grade third-tier precious pill is quite valuable, not to mention the Spirit Cleansing Pill can help a Core Formation cultivator break through a bottleneck.

Within the Hehuan Sect, and even in the entire Dayun, only Yu Jizi, who is valued by Grand Master Yin Yue, possesses such wealth.

"Alright, Junior Sister, you may step down."

Yu Jizi didn't care at all about a bottle of breakthrough pills that were enough to make a Core Formation cultivator fight to the death.

Her thoughts were in turmoil, turning over and over again, as she murmured to herself.

'Grand Master Tianque is a fourth-tier divination master, and Master Lingxuan is also overseeing the matter.'

Yu Ji turned back and smiled, then shook her head slightly. "In the end, it is I who am unwilling to entrust my path to the Dao to others."
Let's see how it goes first.
If Qingyangzi fails, cooperation is impossible.

"Wu Ji of the Blood Fiend Sect, Yuan Chan of the Fire Worship Sect, and a head manager of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce."

"Master, you have your path, and Yu Ji has her own thoughts."

"Crack!" The sound of a branch breaking rang out.

"Who?!" A scroll flew out from Yu Ji's sleeve, the pages turned, and three high-grade third-tier spirit talismans flew up.

"Wasn't Fellow Daoist Yu Ji just talking about me?"

Fang Yi wore a lotus crown and a blue cloud robe. His figure was upright, like a pine tree on a cliff or a plum blossom braving the snow. His aura was deep and unfathomable.

"Qingyangzi, Fang Yi?"

(End of this chapter)