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

Chapter 947 The dust has settled, the grand trade fair begins.
"Humph!"

Seeing that the three immortals' backs were bent even more deeply, Yang Xu frowned, and the nameless fire in his heart burned even hotter. A vast aura surged from his body, crashing down like a sacred mountain.

He pointed to the young cultivator wearing a white flame robe and said:

"Junior Brother Zhao Huai has cultivated the sect's secret technique, the 'Li Yan Tui Xing Shu', and broken through to the middle level of the third rank in the Dao of Heavenly Secrets. He also possesses the superior-grade Heavenly Secret Treasure, the 'Fen Xin Liu Li Jing'."

With no shortage of cultivation techniques and the assistance of top-grade magic treasures, there are only a handful of people in the vast icy plains who can rival him, such as Monk Sekong and Old Monster Guijia.

Junior brother, do you think Fang Yi has the ability to kill Ao Peng in a single breath?

joke!

With a mere sixth level of Core Formation cultivation, even a Great True Person hasn't stepped into that realm.

Do you really think this Qingyangzi is a Nascent Soul seed, or Senior Brother Baichan?

Zhao Huai felt a bitter taste in his mouth, his lips moved several times, and he said in a low voice, "Senior brother, based on the energy left behind by Fire Gold Lake, this is the result."

It wasn't that my junior brother was spouting nonsense; the Fire Gold Lake was destroyed and reduced to ruins, leaving only the vital energy of five Great True Immortals.

Ao Peng's aura was weak, almost nonexistent, and there was not a trace of fighting spirit.

Junior brother activated the Flame Deduction Star Book and used the Burning Heart Glazed Mirror to investigate, and that's the result."

"Heh, does Junior Brother mean that Fang Yi, a cultivator at the sixth level of Core Formation, has the ability to easily kill a Grand True Person?"
"Has he reached the peak of the Core Formation stage and embarked on the path to Nascent Soul?"

Yang Xu lifted the hem of his cloud-patterned robe, sat imposingly on the bluestone platform, and turned his gaze to the remaining two True Immortals.

"Junior Brother Wu Zhen is a mid-level third-tier Feng Shui master, while Junior Brother Xu Tan is skilled in the Way of Wood and adept at sensing Qi."

Do my two junior brothers think the same way?

Xu Tan, dressed in a green wooden robe, and Wu Zhen, who had a feng shui compass hanging from his waist, exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.

"Our investigation results are the same as those of Senior Brother Zhao Huai."

Qingyangzi Fang Yi fought Ao Peng for less than a breath before seizing the Garan Relic Pagoda and killing Ao Peng.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Recalling the blood aura he detected in Changqing Prefecture yesterday, Fang Yi's vital energy was severely depleted, clearly indicating that it was the result of a life-or-death struggle.
Yang Xu laughed in extreme anger, his body surrounded by surging, dark flames that made him appear like a monarch in fire, his aura becoming increasingly explosive.

"Senior Brother Yuzhou spent a huge amount of spiritual items and precious materials to support the three of you, and this is the absurd result!"
Based on what you've discovered, with Fang Yi's talent, isn't he already on the verge of reaching the Nascent Soul stage?

"Qingyangzi's path is so vast, and he has also made enemies with the sect. I must report to True Lord Chiyan and send Guangmingzi."

Then we invited Senior Brother Bai Chan to join me and Senior Brother Yu Zhou in forming the Great Flame Burning Fire Formation.

Just like the siege of Bai Su two hundred years ago, are they going to spare no expense, tearing apart their relationship with the Four Seas Merchant Alliance, and forcefully killing Fang Yi here in the Huitong Mall?

"This"

Zhao Huai raised his head slightly, subconsciously stopping him, saying, "It's just Fang Yi, Senior Brother Yang, there's no need to make a fuss over it."

"Making a mountain out of a molehill?" Yang Xu rebuked, his face grim.
"Just as Junior Brother Zhao reported."

"With this lineup against Fang Yi, I still feel we lack sufficient cultivators and am not entirely confident of victory."

Zhao Huai felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He opened his lips slightly, wanting to speak several times, but didn't know how to explain.
The divination for the battle at Huojin Lake proved true; with his more than three hundred years of experience in the Heavenly Mystery Path, Ao Peng truly only lasted a breath.
But if it is true that Fang Yi was able to reverse the situation and kill the master of the Flame-Burning Technique while being surrounded and attacked by four Great True Immortals?
Even with the protection of the supreme Buddhist treasure, the Garan Relic Pagoda, Ao Peng still managed to kill the Great Master Zheng Kui.
'A fool's dream!'

He doesn't believe it!
Yang Xu didn't believe it!

Among the cultivators in Huitong Mall, no one believed it!
That is the Garan Relic Pagoda, a top-tier Buddhist treasure containing nine layers of perfect protection and imbued with the essence of Vajra.
If it weren't for the inherent damage, the Ao family wouldn't have been able to protect such a magical treasure before Ao Peng repaired it.

Two hundred years ago, the first generation of the Ao family was only at the sixth level of the Core Formation stage, yet he was able to defeat several Great True Men and occupy one of the six blessed lands.

This Garan Relic Pagoda provides at least 70% protection!
"Junior Brother Yang Xu, why are you so angry?"

A hoarse voice rang out, and Luo Yuzhou, his wrinkled eyes slightly closed, slowly walked over, leaning on his wooden cane.

He held two communication talismans in his hands, surrounded by a halo of Buddhist light, with a Vajra seated in meditation, and a wisp of eerie energy, as if carrying the howls of evil spirits.
Yang Xu's expression softened slightly, and he looked at his senior brother, who had sacrificed himself to help him on his path of cultivation, with concern in his eyes.

"Senior brother, from which spiritual aperture did you return?"

He glanced at the three trembling figures, Zhao Huai and the others, and said coldly:
"These three junior brothers are utterly useless. They received resources and support from the sect, yet they ended up like this."
Did Fang Yi kill Ao Peng in a single breath?

Ha, what a ridiculous joke! If he really had such resources, Changqing Mansion wouldn't be closed to the public until now.

Even Yu tide couldn't withstand our intervention before.
"My senior brother and I were both there to witness that battle. How could we not know that Fang Yi had some real skills?"

"Junior Brother Yang, please calm down."

Luo Yuzhou's withered fingers pulsed with magical power, surrounded by a ray of Buddhist light and a chilling aura, as two transmission talismans flew out.

"This is news from Monk Sekong and Old Monster Guijia."

Both of them were high-ranking masters of the third tier of the Heavenly Mystery Dao, having refined their natal hexagrams.

Below the Nascent Soul True Monarch level, almost no one in the Great Yu Dynasty could surpass their divination skills.

Luo Yuzhou's eyes flashed with surprise. He pointed to the jade talisman and then spoke.

"Even with these two masters of the Heavenly Mystery Dao taking action, the result was that Fang Yi killed Ao Peng in a single breath."

"How could that be!" Yang Xu frowned. If it were just Zhao Huai alone, he might ultimately be outmatched due to his lack of skill.

However, both Sekong and Guijia were Grand Masters in the late stage of Core Formation, and were skilled in divination.

"Could Fang Yi really be such a monstrous talent?!"

His eyes flashed with a sharp, piercing light: "Another cultivator as brilliant and talented as Bai Su from two hundred years ago?"

"Senior brother, have you come here to join me in petitioning the Nascent Soul True Lord of the sect, requesting that Guangmingzi and Senior Brother Baichan send Fang Yi on his way?"

"There's no need to be so fierce."
Xuan Yang Mountain is ultimately a Nascent Soul sect, and Fang Yi is not Bai Su.”

Luo Yuzhou felt Yang Xu's surging, fiery, yet icy aura, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"That Bai Su Zhenren is a top genius who appears once every thousand years in the Great Yu Dynasty. If she hadn't acted recklessly and had no Nascent Soul backer, she would have been a formidable figure."

There is a greater than 90% chance that Bai Su will attain the position of Nascent Soul True Lord.

"Excessive rigidity leads to breakage; a tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind. The sect seized the opportunity and, with Guangmingzi's life, destroyed his path."

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi is no fool. If he truly possessed such resources, he would have already fled back to his Xuan Yang Mountain base in Hanfeng Valley..."

"How dare we return to Huitong Ancient City, this perilous place without the protection of a True Lord?"

"What does Senior Brother mean?" Yang Xu frowned slightly and asked tentatively.
"Against Fang Yi?"

"Fang Yi's illness is nothing more than a minor matter. The most important thing for Junior Brother Yang Xu now is to improve his cultivation to the point of perfect Core Formation."

"Using black breath and ice flames to evolve a cultivation field, solidify the foundation, and embark on the path to the Nascent Soul stage."

Luo Yuzhou's eyes were cold and deep as he swept over Changqing Prefecture, which was less than a mile away, and finally landed on Yang Xu.

His sharp gaze softened, becoming gentle, and tinged with a strange, complex emotion.
He spoke in a deep voice: "We cultivators value cultivation above all else. As long as you, junior brother, have reached the peak of Core Formation, you can embark on the path to Nascent Soul."

Fang Yi is nothing but a clay chicken and a clay dog, easily killed with a wave of his hand.

Only the cultivators of the Five Extremes Peak lineage remained arrogant.

"Senior Brother Bai Chan is extremely busy, competing with Qing Sui for a spiritual vein."

My junior brother Yang and I wrote to the True Lord, requesting that he send a Bright Child.

Yang Xu pondered for a few moments before speaking.

"We will do as Senior Brother says, and let Fang Yi be arrogant for a while."

"Heh, once my cultivation is complete, I will personally take Fang Yi's life."

As evening fell, the bright moon hung high in the sky, its silvery light piercing through the increasingly chilly wind, casting a thin veil over the ancient and majestic city.

Chidan Pavilion.

Quiet room.

Luo Yuzhou, dressed in a gray Dharma robe, sat cross-legged on the Dharma platform, with a red flame flickering in a precious lamp behind him.

"What a pity"
Using Ao Peng as a seed of fire to refine the Lesser Bright Flame is enough to allow Junior Brother Yang to advance further.
"Now it has fallen into Fang Yi's hands." He sighed softly, then summoned a pill furnace. Crimson true fire enveloped the furnace, and one by one, spiritual plants and precious herbs fell into it.

"Hopefully, this furnace of Fire Essence Pills can make up for some of the shortcomings and help my junior brother's cultivation reach perfection as soon as possible."

Otherwise, given my lifespan, I might not live to see Junior Brother Yang Xu achieve the perfect Core Formation and roam the icy plains.

In the heart of the ancient city, cultivators were densely packed, shoulder to shoulder.

The Jade Palace, surrounded by a piercing flying sword, a white jade ruyi, and a third-tier bamboo talisman, was dazzlingly surrounded by layers of gilded light.

The jade seal wears a star-shaped crown and a robe with a bluebird perched on a cloud. Its face is as if carved by an axe, and it is masculine and handsome.

His expression was strange as he looked at the jade talisman in his hand, then glanced at Liu Jing.

"The Miao people, the Ghost Armor Demon, the monk Sekong, and Zhao Huai of the Crimson Pill Pavilion all spread the word that Fang Yi killed Ao Peng in an instant?"

Ah, that's interesting.
Is this a case of not knowing Fang Yi's true strength and trying to elevate him to a divine status to incite fear among the city's cultivators?

"If a great cold wave were to rise, and another Fang Yi, a being of the 'Plain White True Man,' were to emerge, which True Man would not be wary?"

He shook his head slightly.

"No matter what Fang Yi does, our Four Seas Merchant Alliance values ​​harmony above all else. We will simply abide by the previous merchant agreement."

Deep inside the side room, a screen depicting mountains and water is used to block the view.

Hu Yuzhao, draped in a magical copper coin, waved his sleeve, and a jade Pixiu carrying a treasure basin floated in the air.

"Splash!"

A surge of magical power poured down, and a crystal-clear, radiant sacred space appeared.

The rim of the Pixiu basin is slightly open, and it is inlaid inside and out with gold ingots, green coins, silver coins, and jadeite, which are shiny and glittering with gold.

"Let me see what Fang Yi has hidden."
Kill Ao Peng in a single breath?

"Does he possess a sacred space?"

"Hey, that Qingyangzi is as cunning as a fox. If he really had such a background, he would have kept it hidden as a trump card long ago."

How could it become public knowledge?

"Is it a precious talisman, a treasure bestowed by the True Lord, or a hidden accomplice?"
Let me see for myself!

With a flick of his fingertips, he created a magic seal, the air thick with the scent of money.

"Buzz!"

A vast blessing descended, and the treasure basin absorbed and exhaled magical power.

The Pixiu's eyes shone with a green light as it devoured all the gold ingots, silver coins, and coins on its back, turning into a blur and merging into the ancient city's spiritual veins.

A golden light flashed and disappeared underground, continuously absorbing energy from all directions.

Until fifteen minutes later.

"Gurgle. Gurgle"

Jade leaped up from the ground, letting out a lazy sigh, and spat out a pearl the size of a grain of rice.

"Um?

"There is also a Grand Master of Fire Dao in Changqing Mansion, whose magical power is extremely pure and whose divine sense is very keen."

"Hey, they really did have a hidden helper."
Ao Peng thought he was scheming against Fang Yi, but in reality, he was completely outmaneuvered by Fang Yi from beginning to end.

Upon learning the outcome of the battle at Huojin Lake and realizing that Fang Yi was not a person of terrifying talent, Hu Yuzhao felt relieved.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"

Hu Yuzhao put away the Pixiu treasure basin and looked at the altar, which was shrouded in legal prohibitions.

Magical artifacts, elixirs, and talismans shone with dazzling five-colored light, and a misty aura gathered together.

At the very center of the dazzling light, a piece of silver spiritual iron and a blood-red lotus flower, both pulsating with life, were supported by the Dharma platform.

【Quasi-fourth-tier puppetry treasure material: Stone Silver】 Tiny words appeared on the altar.

The spiritual text changed, and crimson runes appeared: [Quasi-fourth-tier Blood Dao Spiritual Object: Blood Sea Treasure Lotus].

"The Zoroastrian sect is allowed to do whatever it wants, and the two Nascent Soul forces have emerged to restrain each other, which saves them a lot of energy."

The most important thing now is the grand trade fair; only by offering substantial incentives can we secure a deal.

Changqing Prefecture.

Xu Qingshe held the Heaven and Earth Furnace in his hand and turned the bronze ring.

Sensing that a wisp of energy had been intercepted, he nodded slightly.

"As Senior Brother Fang said, Yu Zhao's thoughts have been figured out."

Old Chen exclaimed, "Young Xu, you should learn from this!"

In terms of cultivation, Fang Yi is inferior to you, but in terms of cunning, scheming, and accumulated wisdom, ten of you couldn't match one Fang Yi.

'The Zoroastrians Yang Xu and Luo Yu have already become enemies, so it's not unreasonable for them to scheme against each other.'
But we must never allow the Four Seas Business Alliance to get involved again.

As the bronze ring turned, 'Old Chen' gave a half-smile and a deep warning.

"Although the Great Yu is vast, it is rich in spiritual creatures."

However, no Nascent Soul True Monarch would want a cultivator with Fang Yi's talent outside their own sect.

"Believe it or not, Fang Yi didn't let you give yourself away in the slightest."
As the truth about his killing of Ao Peng spread, it piled up.

Hu Yuzhao will inevitably reduce his suppression of the Zoroastrianism, and may even fan the flames, helping Yang Xu and Luo Yuzhou to test Fang Yi.

"At that point, it won't be a problem that can be solved with just a little bit of energy."

Quiet room.

The cycle of life and death follows the natural order: spring brings forth life, summer fosters growth, autumn brings harvest, and winter brings rest, as the four seasons change.

It vaguely seems to be evolving into the image of the twenty-four solar terms.

"Buzz!"

The Yuan Yu Furnace vibrated, and the essence blood was continuously refined, transforming into a waterfall that gushed down.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Fang Yi sat cross-legged on the futon, his heart pounding like a drum.

He was half-asleep, his eyes slightly open, a sharp light flashing within them, his pupils reflecting the image of Xu Qingshe.

"Now Hu Yuzhao can rest assured."

I can also fully digest the gains in preparation for the big trade fair.

With the Blood Sea Lotus and the Stone-Seeing Silver in hand, I can finally overcome my lack of magical power and the inability to fully activate the Daoist temple.

"Om!" A nine-story stupa containing relics rises, its power of renewal and decay repeatedly cleansing and penetrating deep into the Buddhist treasure.
Six months later.

"boom!"

Twelve beams of gilded light shot into the sky, gathering a continuous flow of golden energy.

"The big trade fair has begun."

In Changqing Prefecture, Fang Yi, with his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, wore a blue cloud robe. A trace of his unstable aura leaked out, stirring up waves of heat.

Body Refinement Path, Third Tier, Mid-Grade Peak
With the help of the Ice Elixir over the past six months, and the changing seasons refining his blood essence, he has made further progress in the path of body cultivation.

They are only a hair's breadth away from reaching the realm of a Great True Person.

Fang Yi looked up at the jade palace and saw the crimson-gold clouds gathering, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"It's finally starting."
Let me see just how many good things the Four Seas Merchant Alliance has prepared.”

(End of this chapter)