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

Chapter 939 Jade Boat Adds More Power, Gathering of True Immortals

Fang Yi tossed a piece of Xuanzhi into the Yuanyu Furnace, where medicinal energy wafted.

He glanced at Xie Qingtang, who was dressed in a lotus-colored dress and had a shapely figure, on the cold jade bed, and murmured softly:
"To reach the Great True Person realm by consuming the Crimson Blood Lotus, one must cultivate their body to the sixth level of Core Formation."

I only lacked a piece of Cold Jade Marrow Heart, but unfortunately the Zoroastrian Church interfered.
Such spiritual objects are rare, third-tier treasures capable of refining the soul; they are precious and seldom seen.

Xuan Yang Mountain lacks sufficient resources; to be able to exchange a spirit stone for a piece of Cold Jade Marrow Heart is already a great honor bestowed upon me by the Six Realms Masters.

"Ao Peng, Ao Peng, don't let me down!"

Without the Cold Jade Marrow Heart, the Green Serpent could not open the furnace to refine the Winter Rhyme Elixir, thus completing the Daoist symbolism of the changing seasons.

To break through in this way of body refinement, it would take at least five years of painstaking effort. With the Great Cold Wave approaching, this would be far too much of a waste of time.”

"Let me see just how burning your and the Zoroastrians' desire to kill me truly is."
"My fine head awaits your claim; do not be stingy with a piece of cold jade marrow."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and unfathomable. With a flick of his fingers, a wisp of verdant medicinal fragrance rose from the furnace and landed on Xie Qingtang's neck.

The frost formed by the ghostly energy gradually melted, and the young girl's complexion gradually became rosy.

"Having lost his most fundamental yang energy, is Xie Qingtang truly sincere?"

Gazing at the heavy vermilion gate of the Crimson Pavilion, Ao Peng, dressed in a gray robe, had an uncertain expression.

Before intercepting Fang Yi, he was unwilling to visit Luo Yuzhou again. The more he owed the Fire Worship Sect, the less autonomy he would have afterward.

No one in Huitong Ancient City could take advantage of the Zoroastrianism, not even Hu Yuzhao!
However, if the cultivators in Changqing Prefecture remain still, their efforts may be in vain.
'That old tortoise Fang Yi, he stays holed up in his cave and never comes out,' he cursed inwardly.

He immediately exhaled a breath of stale air, stepped forward, and reluctantly rang the welcoming bell.

"clang!"

The sound of metal and jade clashing rang out, and in less than a moment, the vermilion gate slowly opened.

The young boy in gray robes, with a youthful face, bowed respectfully. "Master Ao, your master is waiting in the Fire Maple Forest. Please follow me."

"Thank you for leading the way, young friend Huo Ling." Ao Peng smiled and behaved humbly, a mid-grade spirit stone naturally slipping from his sleeve into the boy's sleeve.

He did not look down on the boy because of his Qi cultivation level.

Even if you don't respect the monk, you should respect the Buddha!
This boy could be easily crushed, but his master, Luo Yuzhou, was the most troublesome among the Six Realm Masters.

A short while later.

The fire maple tree has lush branches and leaves. As it sways, it gathers wisps of spiritual energy, which transform into ethereal spiritual objects.

"A piece of Cold Jade Marrow Heart?"

Luo Yuzhou was dressed in a gray Buddhist robe, leaning on a wooden crutch, his body hunched over.

He was like a decaying ancient tree, his murky eyes casting a downward gaze, as heavy as Mount Tai crushing an egg.

"If I remember correctly, this is the precious material that Fang Yi had searched all over the ancient city for, hoping to obtain."
"To prevent Fang Yi from obtaining a second Cold Jade Marrow Heart, I paid a considerable price."

“Nephew Ao Peng, you were the one who presided over this matter back then. Now that you’ve gone back on your word, you should give me an explanation!”

Looking at the old man who was about to die, Ao Peng felt dissatisfied, but dared not show the slightest disrespect.

Even with one foot in the grave, the old monster's aura still caused his natal flame to constantly warn him.

His eyebrows drooped, and his face showed bitterness.

"Fang Yi is like an old turtle, always hiding in Changqing Mansion. Even with Shen Che and Xie Qingtang seriously injured, they could not lure him out."

Only a heart made of cold jade marrow can lure the turtle out of its cave.

"Old Turtle Fang?"

Haha, that's quite an apt description. Ever since his encounter with Ruan Yuxi, even though new spiritual caves keep appearing in the Ice Plains, Fang Yi has remained holed up in the city.
It remained perfectly still, like an old turtle that had been stored away for many years.

Luo Yuzhou burst into laughter, his lips curling up in a smile, though he harbored considerable resentment towards Fang Yi.

If he hadn't been holed up in Changqing Mansion all day, he would have long ago asked the Nascent Soul seed of the Fire Worshiping Sect to send Fang Yi to the Yellow Springs.

Why go through all this trouble? They're just an eyesore in the city all the time.
After a short while, his smile faded, his eyes closed slightly, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, like a scavenging vulture.

"Hey, the heart of the cold jade marrow has the wonderful effect of nurturing the soul and cleansing away the dryness of the fire."

Not only do cultivators of the Fire Path need these spiritual items, but even Grand Masters are willing to purchase them.

Even the Zoroastrians only possess one piece of cold jade marrow heart in this ancient city of Huitong.”

With a flick of his sleeve, he sent the crimson jade decree flying into the arms of the boy with downcast hair. He whispered, "Boy, take my decree and lead True Man Ao to the inner treasury to retrieve the Cold Jade Marrow Heart."

"Ao Peng, this is your last chance. If you fail again..."

Upon learning that the Zoroastrian Church was willing to give up the precious Cold Jade Marrow Heart, Ao Peng felt relieved and swore, "I swear on my life that I will definitely take Fang Yi's life on this journey!"

"Hmph, you'd better know."

Half a day later.

As the sun sets and sunlight fades, the howling wind on the frozen ground grows even more biting.

North of Huitong Ancient City, 1,700 li of frozen land lies Huojin Lake, its surface frozen solid, with wisps of icy energy rising and forming the shape of a black tortoise.

The pearl held in the tortoise's head is a spiritual aperture, a hundred feet in diameter, that keeps rising upwards.

Shen Che's face was deathly pale, his energy was weak, and he endured the excruciating pain in his meridians as he unleashed his magic sword once more.

"Why isn't Fang Yi here yet?"

As the head of a dignified Nascent Soul sect, and with the feat of killing a Grand True Person, his Dao heart remained completely unwavering.

How could they be so cautious and methodical, proceeding step by step?!

A black veil spread from the sleeves, transforming into a curtain, and a hazy gray light concealed the imposing figure.

Old Gui Zheng frowned slightly as he looked at the Earth Array Plate in his spiritual aperture.

"Even though the Frost Ghost King, a mid-grade third-tier cultivator, was injured by Xie Qingtang, his intelligence was still flawed."
However, Shen Che, having reached the first level of Core Formation, has persisted for three days with the help of the formation.

If this is delayed a few more days, even a fool like Fang Yi will realize that Fire Gold Lake is a trap!

Old Zheng's scar across his nose twitched, his face showing displeasure. "Hey..."
Ao Peng used the Ice Soul Seed as bait to lure two junior Core Formation cultivators from Xuanyang Mountain into a trap.

But what Fang Yi seeks is the Jade Heart of the Cold Marrow!

If this continues, the matter will end here.

"Buzz!"

Wearing a cloak, with a hazy spiritual light concealing his figure, Tunlingzi slowly rose from the frozen earth.

He glanced at Shen Che, who was struggling desperately, barely dodging a claw from the Frost Ghost King, as the yin wind howled within his spiritual aperture.
"Tsk, it seems that Old Zheng's plan is unlikely to succeed."
The great cold wave brought countless opportunities, and the Ao family invited the three of us. However, there was nothing of value left in the secret vault.

"Why not give up now? Let the three Great Immortals join forces and hunt down the Great Immortals and the Great Demon King."

"Buzz!"

The corpse energy spread, condensing into a seventh-grade black lotus that bloomed, and the blood spring coffin on the lotus platform breathed out spiritual energy.

Chi Yin frowned slightly, and a childish voice rang out. "The Ao family still owes half of their payment. If we leave now, we'll not only offend Ao Peng."
The Zoroastrianism behind the Ao family is not to be trifled with.

It's only been three months, and the great cold wave has only just begun. Let alone a near-fourth-grade spiritual cave, not even a high-grade third-grade or mid-grade third-grade spiritual cave has appeared yet."

Upon hearing Chi Yin speak, Old Monster Zheng wavered in his resolve.

"What Crimson Bone Corpse Friend said is correct. The Great Cold Wave has only just begun, the spiritual veins have just started to advance, and the spiritual apertures hidden deep beneath the frozen soil have surfaced..."

Even if the three of us join forces, we can only seize a low-grade third-tier spirit cave.

The harvest is still far less than the promised high-grade third-tier spiritual items such as the Blood Marrow Pearl and the Dark Moon Stone from the Ao family.

"As for hunting down the Great Demon King?"
In just a few months, we hunted down a total of seventeen human demon kings at the Core Formation and Third Tier levels.
It's time to lay low for a while, otherwise, if we run into that Great Demon King of the Clear Spring from the demon race, we'll be in deep trouble."

“Well, that’s not bad either.” Tunlingzi nodded slightly, convinced by the two.

"This Qingyangzi Fang Yi is only at the sixth level of the Core Formation stage. He only has the ability to fight against a Grandmaster because of the power of his puppet."
"His wealth is considerable; compared to hunting the Demon King, hunting Fang Yi offers a much higher return."

"coming!"

Gazing at the streak of crimson light on the horizon, Old Monster Zheng frowned, flicked his finger, and the thin veil transformed into a hazy gray light that spread outwards.

"These cultivators from powerful families are just so careless in their work."
If the junior cultivator at the Core Formation stage were to discover that these two young people were deeply in love and had shielded each other from danger, Shen Che would rather die than let Xie Qingtang, who had escaped, take such a risk.
Even with a heart of cold jade marrow, it would be impossible to lure Fang Yi to this fiery gold lake to die.

Old Ghost Zheng's palm continuously emitted Yin Spirit Magic Power, and the thin veil magic treasure continued to expand.

Only after completely isolating Shen Che's senses—his face was deathly pale and his chest was mangled and bleeding—did he finally send out a ray of spiritual light.

A narrow, winding path, seven feet wide, appeared amidst the chilling cold.

Ao Xun frowned slightly, gazing at the spiritual acupoint whose energy was completely concealed, and murmured softly.

"Using this as bait, with the four Grandmasters joining forces, it seems Fang Yi is doomed."

Thinking of the high spirits that Ao Peng felt after breaking through to the Great True Person realm, he sighed softly and suppressed the overflowing magical power that shone brightly.

"Ao Peng, this is your fate. I have done my best."

With a flick of his sleeve, he tossed out a storage bag, which transformed into a streak of light and pierced through the narrow, frigid path.
Seeing a ghostly green aura swirl around the storage bag, Ao Xun nodded in acknowledgment and then transformed into a streak of light and departed.

Above the clouds.

He murmured under his breath, "The Flame-Burning Method?"

This secret technique is profound; it can transform spiritual flames into true fire, allowing cultivators to break through bottlenecks.

Hey, Brother Ao Rui left a will forbidding the practice of this method, but Ao Peng, you insisted on your own way and walked right into the trap.
Don't blame me, the Ao family will continue in the end.

The next day.

As the sun rises in the east, cranes cry softly in the blue sky, flapping their long wings as they circle above the vibrant Changqing Mansion.

"Ok?"

A gasp of astonishment rang out as the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch swayed in the wind, stirring up the communication talisman transformed from the spirit crane.

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Changqing Prefecture was silent and still, seemingly unchanged.

Beneath the purple maple tree, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, playing with a jade talisman.

"A heart of cold jade marrow... it seems Ao Peng's desire to kill me is intense."

"Having seized the ancestral land of humanity, how could one not be filled with murderous intent?" The silver-white little beast mumbled indistinctly as it lay on the large blue stone.

Fang Yi smiled nonchalantly, and a wisp of medicinal energy fell from his fingertip. Xie Qingtang slowly awoke from the cold jade bed.

"Perfect timing. I also want Ao Peng's life so I can build up the Ao family's resources to purchase the Blood Sea Lotus."

Fifteen minutes later.

A hazy figure quietly left Changqing Mansion and silently headed towards the north gate of the ancient city.

"They finally peeked out!"

Ao Peng was overjoyed and summoned a precious pearl, following closely behind.

"That old tortoise Fang Yi has finally decided to leave his lair."

In the Crimson Pavilion, Yang Xu seemed to sense something. He stood tall and straight, wearing a robe shrouded in mysterious clouds and mist.

Surrounded by the Black Prison Pearl and the Ice Flame Axe, it evolved into a black aura of ice flame, its chilling energy locking onto the Jade Palace from afar.

"Ok?"

Hu Yuzhao stroked the Pixiu treasure basin in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Fang Yi has been tricked!"

(End of this chapter)