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

Chapter 950 Raising the Price to Worship the Fire, Successfully Obtaining the Blood Sea Lotus (5600+ words)

"150,000 spirit stones!" Yang Xu stared at Fang Yi, his voice hoarse.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, will you follow or not?"

"Fifteen thousand?"

Fang Yi glanced at Yang Xu, his demeanor nonchalant, while a Yuan Yu furnace in his sleeve spun faster and faster, with invisible smoke rising and spreading.

"This is a grand trade fair. Fellow Daoist, if you are poor, please don't embarrass yourself!"

He curled his lips into a mocking smile: "I, Fang, offer 151,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Yang Xu's brows furrowed, his temples bulged with a bluish-purple light, and he was surrounded by a fiery temper. "Sixteen thousand!"

Fang Yi sat on a futon, holding a teacup in his hand.

The jade porcelain bowl lid stirred a touch of tender green in the cup, causing ripples to spread across the golden tea soup.

He drew out his words and slowly raised one index finger: "One thousand."

Fellow Daoist Yang Xu, what's your offer? I'll offer you a thousand spirit stones more.

Sixteen thousand, one thousand spirit stones.

"court death!"

Yang Xu's eyes were bloodshot, and black ice flames surrounded his body like a dragon, exuding a fierce aura. The Ice Prison Battle Axe in his sleeve was emitting a malevolent energy.

If Fang Yi hadn't interfered, the Crimson Armor Cloud-Swallowing Turtle could have been acquired for 140,000 spirit stones.

Under the warning gaze of the imperial seal, he ultimately feared Hu Yuzhao, his teeth chattering.
"Seventeen hundred thousand spirit stones!"

“Add a thousand.

"171,000 low-grade spirit stones." Fang Yi put down his teacup, and the Yuan Yu Furnace in his sleeve spun rapidly, emitting a continuous, invisible medicinal fragrance.

The suppressed fiery desire within Yang Xu's soul burned intensely, and the blue veins at his temples bulged, writhing like earthworms.

"180,000 spirit stones!"

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow and continued provocatively, "I'll add another thousand, making it 181,000."

Two hundred thousand!

"Bang!" Yang Xu slammed his palm into the jade table in front of him, shattering the jade pieces into pieces.

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The atmosphere in the auction hall froze for a moment, and the Grand Masters whispered among themselves on the remaining fifteen altars.

Yuan Shizi had a Gu pouch hanging from his waist, and was stroking a purple jade scorpion in his hand.

Two hundred thousand?

This Crimson-Armored Fire-Swallowing Turtle has a long lifespan and can assist a Grand Immortal in battle, but it is ultimately not a Great Demon King; 150,000 spirit stones is the maximum it can fetch.

“You know that’s the usual situation, Yuan Shi Lao Gui. Fang Yi and Yang Xu have both old and new grudges.”

The Soul Devourer, who was in charge of one of the six blessed lands, closed his eyes slightly and kept looking at Fang Yi: "Is this a competition for the Crimson Armor Cloud Devourer?"
This is a battle of pride between Xuan Yang Mountain and the Zoroastrianism!

"Whoosh!"

Amidst the clamor of the cultivators' discussions, Yang Xu abruptly stood up, his blazing aura shooting straight at Fang Yi like an arrow: "Qingyangzi, do you still dare to raise the price?"
"If you don't dare, then get back to your Changqing Manor and stop making a fool of yourself here!"

"dare?

"What is there to be afraid of!"

Fang Yi put down his teacup and raised one index finger again. "Two hundred thousand..."

Yang Xu sneered repeatedly, a gloomy thought emerging:
'As soon as Fang Yi raised the price, I immediately gave up on the Crimson Armor Fire-Swallowing Turtle.'

If Fang Yi were to lose 200,000 low-grade spirit stones, given Da Yun's impoverished state, he would have no chance of winning the final treasure among the seven treasures—the puppet-type spirit item [Stone-Seeing Silver].

"Two hundred thousand..."

“…low-grade spirit stones.” Fang Yi smiled, his tone changing as he bent his raised index finger.

Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on acquiring a spirit beast!

"How dare you bully me like this!" Yang Xu's face was flushed red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands trembled slightly as he burned with rage.

Fang Yi remained calm and composed, picked up the teacup again, and lowered his head to drink the tea.

He did not forget to inform the Imperial Seal.

"Brother Dao is presiding over the trade fair; according to tradition, it's time to ring the golden bell."

The jade seal, adorned with starlight, had a masculine face that rippled with a smile that concealed the glint in his eyes, as he lightly tapped the ruyi scepter in his hand.

"clang!"

"Yang Xu, the True Man of the Fire Worship Cult, offers 200,000 spirit stones per attempt!"

"clang!"

"Yang Xu, the True Man of the Fire Worship Cult, has offered 200,000 spirit stones twice!"

"clang!"

"Yang Xu, the True Man of the Fire Worship Cult, bid 200,000 spirit stones to win the Crimson Armor Cloud-Swallowing Turtle."

make a deal!"

Fang Yi's lips curled up, his eyes filled with laughter, and he clapped his hands in congratulations:

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Yang Xu on achieving your wish and winning the bid for this Crimson-Armored Cloud-Swallowing Turtle."

"Pfft~" In a corner of the altar, Li Wu Hui covered her mouth and chuckled softly, looking beautiful and charming.

"Fang Yi!" Yang Xu was furious, his hair ornament exploded, and his black hair danced wildly.

"You must not let me encounter you outside Huitong City..."

"Junior Brother Yang, calm down!"

"Calm down!"

Feel the jade seal summoning the Pixiu, a mythical creature that gathers treasures, and drawing upon the ancient city's laws and regulations, conveying a warning and deterrent intent.

Luo Yuzhou narrowed his eyes to slits as he looked at the furious Yang Xu: "Be wary of arrogance and impetuosity, and do not let the fire corrupt your soul and ruin your Dao heart."

His thin, pale fingers were surrounded by a radiant aura, his magical power flowing, and a pure white lotus was formed.

"Buzz!"

The Lesser Purification Technique was unleashed, its icy chill piercing straight into Yang Xu's soul. Yang Xu's soul trembled, and the explosive heat was frozen.

He forcibly suppressed his anger and stared coldly at Fang Yi.

"My wish has been fulfilled, and I hope that my wish will also be fulfilled, fellow Daoist!"

"Thank you for your kind words, fellow Daoist." Fang Yi's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"The elixir is formless, it nourishes the soul, but it also stirs up the inner fire, which is quite a method."

However, Fellow Daoist Qingyang, you should know when to stop at this grand trade fair…” Hu Yuzhao’s voice came from beside me.

Fang Yi stopped spinning the Yuan Yu Furnace in his sleeve, and changed the magic incantation within his sleeve, intending to use it to spy on Hu Yuzhao's whereabouts.

It's rather strange that the person in charge of the ancient city didn't appear at the start of the grand trade fair.

'Twelve streams of energy permeate the entire ancient city…'

What is Hu Yuzhao plotting?

The power of withering and flourishing flowed within Fang Yi's dantian. A hazy, illusory figure, with the gaze of an eagle and the eyes of a wolf, seemed to sense something and cast its gaze down from the jade palace.

'Um?

The Great Master who previously concealed himself in the ancient city?

Fang Yi's heart sank, and he stopped spying. A great master who cultivated the way of concealment was in harmony with the ancient city's restrictions.

Its sensitivity to prying eyes is almost beyond the limits of the Core Formation stage; if we investigate further, we risk alerting the enemy.

"The most important thing is to get our hands on the Blood Sea Lotus and the Stone Silver first."

The Blood Sea Lotus helps one advance in body refinement to the level of a Great True Person. The Stone Silver is used to refine the Abyss Sea, allowing the puppet to take another step forward and enter the Quasi-Fourth Rank.

It is possible to seize the bloodline inheritance of the Demon Clan of the Puppet Master.

Whatever schemes Yu Zhao and the Great Master of the Hidden Path devise afterward, they will all be inseparable from me.

A cold wind blows, and goose-feather snowflakes fall. Above the gathering gilded auspicious clouds, more than a hundred Dharma platforms are scattered like stars.

With a flick of his jade seal, he donned a robe adorned with bluebirds perched on clouds, struck a golden bell in his hand, and raised a bronze alms bowl.

"Fellow Daoists, when you fight the enemy, be careful not to damage your magic treasures or harm your foundation."

To heal hidden injuries and repair magical artifacts, the most precious items are the Five Elements Treasures.

"Could it be..." Many gazes fell upon the bronze bowl.

Yu Xi smiled gently, and the jade ruyi in his hand brushed against the alms bowl, causing the spirit-locking spell to dissipate.

"laugh!"

A crimson glow burst forth, and the crimson gold liquid within the alms bowl could be faintly seen.

"A third-tier, mid-grade fire element treasure, a top-tier spiritual item [Fire Element Golden Marrow] capable of repairing superior-grade magic treasures."

Starting bid: 10,000 low-grade spirit stones!

"Thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones!" A clear voice rang out as Xie Qingtang made a desperate gamble, betting almost all of her wealth.

Fire Element Golden Marrow occasionally appears in the ancient city, priced at 20,000 to 30,000 spirit stones.

However, Fire Element Treasures are rare, and at a grand trade fair that gathers over a hundred True Immortals, the transaction price can easily be 50% higher, or even double.

"Ok?"

Amidst the crimson mist, sensing a familiar aura, Li Wu Hui lowered his gaze and saw a fresh-faced girl draped in a rainbow-colored feather robe, as delicate as green branches after the rain.

"Sunflowers face the sun, yin and yang nourish each other; is this a fragment of the [Great Law of the Transformation of Heaven and Man]?"

Ah, Xuanyang Mountain!

She sneered and quietly raised the price: "Thirty-one thousand spirit stones!"

"Ok?"

Seemingly sensing Li Wu Hui's determination to win, the Core Formation cultivators on the ordinary platform who wanted to raise their bids all fell silent.

On the altar of the Great Master, Yang Xu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and did not speak.

The Fire Element Treasure is something that ordinary Core Formation cultivators cannot obtain, but the Fire Worship Cult has no shortage of it.

"Great Master?"

How could the Immortal Maiden of the Pure Maiden Sect, Wu Hui, possibly take a liking to such a spiritual creature?

Xie Qingtang clenched her fist, her fingertips digging into her palm, a sharp pain shooting through her.

She glanced at the young man who was half a step behind.

Zhuang Mu wore a green pine robe and a gentleman's crown. He had a broad back and a narrow waist, and a handsome appearance. He was playing with a gray pill in his hand.

"With this third-generation senior disciple of the Five Extremes Peak here, we are not afraid of the Grand Master using his power to oppress us."

But in terms of wealth alone, I am comparable to a great immortal.

"Shen Lang"

She clenched her teeth and took out several talismans, a jade hairpin, and a scroll depicting a beautiful woman in her youth from her sleeve.

In order to obtain spirit stones to purchase Fire Essence Elixir, all magic treasures, third-tier talismans, and pills were sold, except for the natal treasures that could not be sold.

These remaining fragments are gifts that Shen Che gave her over the past two hundred years since she began practicing Qi cultivation.

I thought I could at least have something to remember about.

Xie Qingtang's eyes showed reluctance, but she resolutely said, "Thirty-two thousand spirit stones!"

Whispers drifted from between the judges' tablets. "What a pity."

"This fellow Daoist has given away all his wealth, most likely seeking the Fire Essence Golden Marrow to save his life."

But how could a mere Core Formation Stage One cultivator possibly contend with the Immortal Maiden of No Regrets?

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time flies.

Breathe!
Two breaths!

三息
五息
Unexpectedly, a crimson-gold mist surrounded the altar, and Li Wu Hui's phoenix eyes were slightly closed.

"Han Jing, I was ultimately unable to see you one last time."

She sighed softly, but remained silent, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally intimidating the other cultivators who wanted to raise their bids.

Eight breaths!

Nine breaths! Ten breaths!

"clang!"

With admiration in his eyes and a strange expression, Yu Xi looked at Li Wu Hui, then struck the golden bell with his Ruyi scepter.

"Fire Element Golden Marrow, 32,000 spirit stones per use!"

"clang"

Li Wu Hui remained silent, and the hundred or so True Immortals present could not fathom his thoughts, nor dared to offend this Great True Immortal who possessed profound cultivation, had powerful backing, and was ranked among the list of beautiful fairies.

"clang!"

As the final bell rang, Yu Xi waved his sleeve, and the alms bowl containing the Fire Elemental Marrow flew out.

"call!"

Looking at the bronze bowl floating in front of him, Xie Qingtang was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly took out the storage bag from his waist.

With reluctance in her eyes, she placed the jade hairpin and the portrait of a beauty into her storage bag.

“Master Qingtang, there’s no need for this.” Zhuang Mu, who was engrossed in playing with the gray pill, suddenly spoke up.

He then shook out twenty mid-grade spirit stones from his sleeve, which fell into his storage bag.

"Consider these spirit stones a loan from me to you, Master. You may return them to me later."

"This..." Xie Qingtang's fingers, gripping the jade hairpin, paused for a moment, then she looked deeply at Zhuang Mu and said gratefully:
"I owe you a favor, fellow Daoist."

"We support each other as fellow disciples. You're too kind, Master Qingtang." Zhuang Mu was elegant and refined.

He was sent by his grandmaster Fang Yi to support Xie Qingtang, so he would not give up this great opportunity.

With a flick of his sleeve, Yu Xi put away the storage bag and tapped the Ruyi scepter in his hand again.

"Boom!"

Amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, patterns of lightning flowed, and the skin of the Kui beast was shrouded in purple lightning.

The thunderous drums shook, the mallets struck, and the clouds parted for miles.

"The mid-grade magic weapon, the Kui Thunder Drum, starts at 10,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"Fifteen thousand!"

"Twenty thousand!"

Fang Yi sat cross-legged on the futon, ignoring the jade seal, and took out one item after another for auction.

Mid-grade magic treasure: Kui Thunder Drum; Tier 3 Escape Talisman; Xuan Yuan Array Flag.
All the spirit stones in the storage bag were prepared for Blood Sea Lotus and Stone Silver, and no further bids would be made until the dust settled.

He withdrew his gaze from Zhuang Mu and nodded slightly:
"Yu'er is indeed a good disciple."

Two thousand spirit stones were almost his entire fortune, which he was willing to give away entirely, just to befriend a Core Formation cultivator.

"He has an excellent temperament and is decisive in handling matters."

He passed the final test; the [True Scripture of Spiritual Root Ascension] can be passed on to him.

Not far away, life flows, and the faint silhouette of a Azure Spirit Tree can be seen swaying its branches.

"really!"

"Hey, Fang Yi's scheme against Yang Xu is escalating the conflict with the Zoroastrian Church."

Wu Mu leaned on his rattan cane, his gaze sweeping over Yang Xu, whose face was gloomy and almost dripping with water.

"Among the final spiritual items at the grand trade fair, there is a treasure that Qingyangzi is determined to obtain."

Fang Yi cultivated the Way of Wood Withering and also received the inheritance of the "Book of Green Withering Godhood" from the ancestral land of Qingmu Palace.

If we can capture it, it will greatly benefit the grand plan in the palace.

He gave a soft hum, his gaze finally settling on Fang Yi, who was draped in a blue cloud-patterned robe.

Immediately, his lips moved, transmitting his voice to Lady Yundan, who was wearing a wide-sleeved fairy dress and red-sleeved shoes.

"Fellow Daoist, you are adept at social maneuvering and well-informed. Do you know which spiritual object Qingyangzi is plotting?"

"I've certainly seen a good show. I, the Empress, would like a third-tier metasequoia tree as payment." The elegant peony swayed between the tips of Consort Yundan's fingers.

"Alright!" Wu Mu hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

"It's rare to find someone as generous as this piece of wood." Lady Yundan, her fingernails painted with cardamom, spoke with an air of elegance:
"Everyone knows that Dayun is poor, the only exception is Yin Yue. If she hadn't been so wealthy, she wouldn't have been targeted."

Qingyangzi Fang Yi is strong in combat, but his wealth cannot compare to that of Yang Xu of the Zoroastrian sect. However, he is quite confident that he can obtain a top-tier treasure.

"This provocation is clearly a calculated move."

"Qingyangzi's natal magic weapon is a medical magic weapon called the Creation Banner, which is far inferior in terms of offensive power."

According to our sources, among the seven treasures at the end of the collection is a top-grade magic-based treasure, the [Crimson Ibis Fire Spirit Pearl].

Furthermore, having killed Ao Peng and obtained the Buddhist treasure, the Garan Relic Pagoda, it's unlikely he'll acquire the Ice Crystal Spirit Shield, one of the Seven Treasures, which is a defensive treasure.

"In addition, there is a near-fourth-tier [Blood Sea Lotus]."

The next moment, Lady Yundan shook her head and denied it: "Blood-path spiritual objects feed the Yin spirits, nourish the insects, and promote the Yin, Netherworld, Blood, and Ghost paths. They are of great benefit to Soul Devourers, Yin Ghosts, Ghost Armor, and Yuan Shizi."

Fang Yi's foundation is in the Wood Dao, and his understanding of the Wood-Withered Dao Field is limited; the Blood Sea Lotus is of little use to him.

"The Quasi-Fourth-Order Puppet Dao Spiritual Item [Stone Silver] is one item."

His spirit pet, the Seven Rings, was skilled in the art of formations, a mid-grade third-tier formation master.

The superior-grade array artifact, the [Wu Mountain Spirit Rotating Disc], belongs to the Wu Earth element, so it's quite possible.

"As for the magical artifact left behind by Bai Su, the Crimson Leather Hundred-Scale Boat, it can also be excluded."

"【Crimson Ibis Fire Spirit Orb】, 【Mount Wu Revolving Spirit Plate】, 【Stone-Encountered Silver】, choose two of the three?"

Wu Mu leaned on his rattan cane, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes, and murmured to himself, 'Use this opportunity to befriend Fang Yi, and then plan other things…'

More than a thousand years ago, the palace failed to complete the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing," but it did produce the "Book of Green and Withering Transformation into Divine Power."

and methods of self-control

"Once Fang Yi leaves Huitong Ancient City, he won't have a choice."

"The Crested Ibis Fire Spirit Orb, the Wushan Spirit Rotating Disc, and the Stone-Seeing Silver—these three spiritual items?"

Yang Xu's ears twitched slightly, snapping him out of his reverie as he watched from the shadows.

"Yun Dan is indeed adept at social maneuvering; this deduction is highly probable."

He gazed at Fang Yi intently and murmured, "With me here, Fang Yi still wants to exchange for spiritual items?"

Three hours later.

The moon shines brightly over the western city, while a purple haze stretches across the eastern horizon. A great sun rises, casting its warm light upon the city.

Yu Xi tossed out a brown seal from his hand, his expression immediately turning solemn.

"The trade fair consists of three rounds, with each round spaced ten days apart."

"I'm sure you fellow cultivators have been waiting for this grand finale for quite some time."

"clang!"

The jade ruyi was struck, the golden bell swayed, and the sound of the gold and jade striking each other was crisp and melodious.

"Today's grand finale is..."

"Gurgle. Gurgle," crimson blood energy gathered, transforming into a lake, with surging waves and surrounding malevolent energy.

"Buzz!"

A delicate scarlet lotus rose up, swaying gently, releasing a fragrant aroma.

"Wow!"

A crested ibis flutters its wings, its ruby-like eyes vividly lifelike, and lands on a scarlet lotus platform.

A beam of spiritual light emanated from the jade seal's fingertip, and the crested ibis was forced back to its original form, transforming into a crimson pearl surrounded by rosy light, from which the clear, melodious chirping of birds could be faintly heard.

"A near-fourth-tier Blood Dao Spiritual Artifact: Blood Sea Lotus!"

"A superior-grade fire-elemental magic treasure: the Crested Ibis Fire Spirit Pearl."

He hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Fang Yi, Yang Xu, and Luo Yuzhou.

"The starting bid for the Blood Sea Lotus is 10,000 spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 10,000 spirit stones higher."

And only transactions using high-grade spirit stones are permitted!

"A high-grade spirit stone?" Fang Yi frowned slightly, then relaxed.

Top-grade magic treasures are rare.

There are very few near-fourth-tier spiritual items in the Great Yu Dynasty, so naturally they don't have the financial resources to trade with high-grade spirit stones.

The difference between "superior" and "inferior" is only one word, yet it represents a world of difference.

Low-grade spirit stones can barely be considered first-tier spirit items.

High-grade spirit stones are difficult to mine, and are mostly mined by pseudo-Core Formation cultivators. Among third-tier treasures, they are considered a versatile treasure, used for setting up formations, drawing talismans, and refining magical artifacts.
Each and every one of these matters is of great use.

In Da Yun, it's almost impossible to see high-grade spirit stones. In Da Yu, it's a bit better; low-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for high-grade spirit stones on the black market at a ratio of 10,000 to 1.

However, there is often a premium of about 10% when the transaction takes place.

It takes 11,000 low-grade spirit stones to exchange for one high-grade spirit stone, and the number of transactions is limited.

The Four Seas Merchant Alliance requires calculations based on high-grade spirit stones, from which an additional 10% profit can be earned.

"buzz"

Fang Yi took a light sniff, and the fragrant blood essence entered his nasal cavity. The [Four Nine Mysterious Technique] circulated on its own, instantly refining the blood essence.

"Such pure blood energy!"
This mere wisp of blood energy caused my breakthrough to the bottleneck of the Great Daoist Body to waver slightly.

If all of them can be refined
We must seize the Blood Sea Lotus at all costs!

He raised his hand in gesture, giving Yang Xu a provocative look: "Twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Thirty thousand!" Yang Xu frowned slightly, then his eyes regained their clarity: "What use does Fang Yi have for this Blood Sea Lotus?"

"Forty thousand low-grade spirit stones!" Fang Yi said calmly, as if he were using the same trick again.

"No matter what price Fellow Daoist Yang Xu offers, I will add another ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Yang Xu snorted coldly: "Fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"Fang offered 60,000!"

"I offer seventy thousand!"

"Add another ten thousand, making it eighty thousand spirit stones!"

"Ninety thousand!"

The two exchanged blows, and even when Ghost Armor and Yuan Shi, two powerful cultivators, offered their prices, the two were easily overwhelmed by their abundant spiritual stone resources.

The atmosphere on the altar grew increasingly heated, until...
"120,000 low-grade spirit stones!" Fang Yi looked impatient, stood up abruptly, and looked at Yang Xu provocatively.

"I intend to use this to strengthen my foundation and strive to reach the realm of a Great True Person."

"If Fellow Daoist Yang Xu has any spirit stones, please don't hesitate to bestow them upon me."

Yang Xu, a low-grade cultivator with a skill of 130,000, waved his sleeves, confronting Yang Xu head-on, his fierce aura surging.

"130,000 low-grade spirits..."

What spirit?

Spirit Stone?

Hey, Qingyangzi, do you think I'll fall for your tricks again?

"120,000 low-grade spirit stones, fellow Daoist, please enjoy them."

"With such lavish spending, I'm curious how you intend to compete for the Puppet Dao Spiritual Object, [Stone Silver]."

"Hmph!" Fang Yi's expression changed slightly, and his withered aura subsided even further. "I am wealthy and powerful; Fellow Daoist Yang Xu need not worry about me!"

He patted his storage bag, and twelve fist-sized spirit stones flew out, shimmering with five colors.

Yu Xi accepted the spirit stone with satisfaction: "Fellow Daoist Qingyangzi, you may take the Blood Sea Lotus."

"Um?!"

Fang Yi's brows furrowed tightly as he flicked his fingertips, weaving strands of withered, yellow spiritual light. Amidst the decaying, rotten, and withering Daoist aura, a net gradually took shape.
"Whoosh!"

The Blood Sea Lotus was gradually lifted up and landed in front of him.

Under Yang Xu's mocking gaze, Fang Yi took out a spirit-sealing box and put away the Blood Sea Lotus.

"Ha!" Yang Xu grinned and said provocatively, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Fang Yi, on getting your wish?"

Luring the enemy deep into our territory?

You piece of trash, are you trying to fool me one more time?
"Daydreaming!"

Fang Yi's joy vanished as the Blood Sea Lotus was swept away by the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner. 'He's only one cultivation method away from reaching the Great True Person realm.'

(End of this chapter)