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

Chapter 97 A conspiracy arises in Xiaoyue Mountain

Xu Qingshe flicked her sleeves, stepped forward and bowed in return.

"This is a mutually beneficial matter. Elder Rong, don't worry about it."

Then he changed the subject.

"I just wonder if Xiaoyue Mountain has prepared what we need."

Chen Rong's expression froze. She suppressed her contempt for the two young cultivators in front of her, and took out a soul-sealing jade box from her storage bag and handed it to Xu Qingshe.

"According to our agreement, this is half a portion of Purple Gold Vine. Please taste it, Brother Xu."

Xu Qingshe was not polite either. He slowly pushed with his left hand and opened the jade box in front of everyone. He looked at the purple-gold vines in the box and sniffed it lightly, and a medicinal fragrance was drawn out.

"It is definitely the first-grade, superior spiritual medicine, Purple Gold Vine. Thank you, Elder Chen."

Seeing that Xu Qingshe was satisfied, Chen Rong took out another jade bottle and handed it to Fang Yi.

"Half a portion of Seven Cold Water, please taste it, Brother Fang."

Looking at the jade bottle in his hand, Fang Yi probed his spiritual sense into it, sensing the chill coming from the turquoise spiritual liquid, and nodded with satisfaction.

"First-grade, top-grade Seven Cold Water, thank you, Elder Rong."

After entering Xiaoyue Mountain, unlike Xu Qingshe who was chatting with Chen Rong, Fang Yi was silently observing the layout of the mountain.

The Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain has been established for hundreds of years since their ancestors occupied the sacred mountain of Xiaoyue Mountain. Each generation has a foundation-building master in charge, and the family has a deep foundation.

Fang Yi took a quick look with his spiritual sense and discovered the mystery of Xiaoyue Mountain.

A layer of silver gauze covered the Xiaoyue Mountain. This was a second-level low-grade formation, the Yuequan Formation, which was operating slowly.

What supports the operation of this second-level inferior-grade formation is a small second-level spiritual vein.

Half an hour later.

Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe were led into a small courtyard called Luoyue Tower.

There were dozens of winter plum trees planted in the courtyard. As soon as the two entered the building, the fragrance of plum trees filled their noses.

Chen Rong stopped under a winter plum tree.

"Brothers Xu and Fang, please stay here for a few days. There is a branch of the first-grade, top-grade spiritual vein in this building. If you have any needs, please feel free to ask us."

"Spring chill, autumn chrysanthemum!"

"Here!" Two female cultivators with superior looks stepped forward.

"You two must stay in Luoyue Tower and serve the two Dao brothers well. We will definitely satisfy the two distinguished guests."

"Yes! Following Elder Rong's orders."

Chen Rong paused, thought for a moment, and then continued.

"Chen Yuefeng, Chen Yueluan, you two will also stay in Luoyue Tower and obey the orders of our distinguished guest. You must not refuse any request from our distinguished guest."

The two tall and strong-dressed young men looked at each other. Although their faces looked a little ugly, they both bowed in response.

"Yuefeng and Yueluan will obey the elder's orders."

"coax"

Under the reluctant gaze of the female cultivator outside the door, Fang Yi slowly closed the stone door of the training room.

After lighting a stick of incense to nourish the spirit, he began to recall what Chen Rong had done during the day.

"Though the two female cultivators during the day were only at the second level of Qi training, their yin essence was quite pure, and they should still be flawless. The same was true for the two male cultivators. Although they were only at the initial stage of Qi training, their yang essence was quite pure. Elder Rong did leave behind four high-quality cauldrons."

If they hadn't planned it in advance, how could they have left behind four tripods? Fang Yi pondered this.

"Even two high-level Qi training cultivators, the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain has spent so much money to win them over. Has the dignified Foundation Establishment family declined to this extent?" Fang Yi compared the information he knew with what he saw today.

The Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain was also prominent at one time. At its peak, there were several foundation-building masters in charge. One generation of foundation-building masters even used external objects to condense fake pills and lived for four hundred years.

But nothing lasts forever, and nothing lasts forever. With the unexpected misfortune of the fake Dan Zhenren, the Chen family is now in a state of transition.

The life span of the foundation-building people in the clan is coming to an end, and the magic weapon of the last foundation-building seed appeared at the secret auction. Even a casual cultivator can see the crisis in this.

A few months ago, a first-grade high-quality spiritual copper mine was discovered in the territory of the Chen family in Xiaoyue Mountain. The Wang family in Wulong Mountain, which was not far away, knew about it. The two families were wary of each other and decided to fight to resolve their differences.

"The Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain and the Wang family of Wulong Mountain, is the conflict between the old and the new actually resolved by external aid?"

Fang Yi took out the half portion of Seven Cold Water given by Chen Rong during the day, circulated his magic power throughout his body, and slowly absorbed the medicinal power of the spiritual liquid.

"Although it's only half, it's enough for me to break through to the first-grade upper level of physical cultivation. The next step is to get the remaining half of the purple gold vine as soon as possible."

The next day.

At Xuanyue Peak outside the Xiaoyue Mountain protection formation.

An ancient black and white building, with spiritual light flowing around it, was rushing towards Xuanyue Peak.

Soon, a cloud of dust rose from the ancient building and slowly fell onto the green stone square in front of Xuanyue Peak.

As the black and white ancient building fell, a tremendous pressure emanated from the ancient building.

"Master of Foundation Establishment?"

Fang Yi felt the pressure of the foundation-building warrior. Although he bowed like everyone else, he was silently calculating the outcome of his fight with him.

"The foundation-building master of Wulong Mountain has an illusory aura. He must have broken through to the foundation-building stage with a low-grade Dao foundation, and the breakthrough time is no more than half a century. He has used all his trump cards, so it is not difficult for him to protect himself."

"In this way, you don't need to hold back in the subsequent competitions. Defeat the monks from the Wang family of Wulong Mountain as a top-grade puppeteer."

A monk dressed in gray walked out of the ancient building. He had a thin figure, eyes like an eagle, and his lips were slightly open. A voice like muffled thunder echoed in Xuanyue Peak.

"Where's Chen Yuanxun? Could it be that the old man has died of old age?"

"Then this competition is unnecessary. How about your Xiaoyueshan Chen family simply surrender to my Wang family?"

The monks who walked out of the ancient building also echoed the voice.

"My Wang family's ancestor is at the peak of his power. Why don't you, Xiaoyue Mountain, surrender early?"

"Hehe, your Xiaoyue Mountain is rich in cauldrons and furnaces. If your entire clan comes to us, you will know the wonders of our Wang family."

"How many years do you, the Chen family's foundation-building master, have left to live? Why do you want to linger on?"

Looking at the Chen family cultivators around him who were filled with righteous indignation but did not dare to speak out in rebuttal, Fang Yi shook his head secretly, feeling that he had no fighting spirit at all. The family that had given birth to the fake elixir cultivator was truly in decline.

Furthermore, the Wang family's Foundation Establishment Master seemed to have set his sights on the entire Xiaoyue Mountain. However, this wasn't a significant concern; after obtaining the Purple Gold Vine, he immediately departed. As long as they stayed out of this mess, as disciples of Xuanyang Mountain, this mere Foundation Establishment family would never dare to mindlessly challenge the Xuanyang Sect's authority.

"Ding!"

A crisp bell rang, followed by a silver light rushing from Xiaoyue Mountain.

"Wang Mengchu, do you want to fight me to the death?"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Along with the sound came a silver-white moon blade.

Seeing the moon blade coming towards him, Wang Mengchu's face darkened. He never thought that Chen Yuanxun, who was so short-lived, would dare to take action first?
He waved his sleeves and raised a shield magic weapon in a hurry. The earth-attributed spiritual light gathered and blocked the moon blades one by one.

Fang Yi felt the cold and gloomy aura, and his face darkened. He was best at sensing the vitality of cultivators through his practice of the "Life and Death Sutra".

"This person who built his foundation on Xiaoyue Mountain has great potential and still has at least another sixty years of life left. Who is he trying to plot against?"

(End of this chapter)