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

Chapter 98: The Battle of Divine Powers on the Gold and Silver Stage

As the light of escape descended, a female cultivator in a moon-white robe was seen holding a moon-blade magic weapon and walking gracefully with lotus steps.

Chen Yuanxun gently stroked his own creamy skin, his tone cold. It was obvious that no matter what level of cultivation a female cultivator had, age was their Achilles' heel.

"Wang Mengchu, are you calling me old?"

Chen Yuanxun raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled charmingly.

"Everyone in the Wang family, do you think I'm old?"

An invisible wave swept over, and except for a few monks, most of the monks had an expression of obsession.

Feeling the faint fluctuation of the soul, Fang Yi frowned slightly.

"Charm? And the spiritual foundation of this Chen family's foundation-building master is also top-notch among cultivators of the same level."

"Given Chen Yuanxun's spiritual power and combat prowess, why would he spread the news that his lifespan was coming to an end?"

Although Fang Yi didn't know what the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain was planning, he was secretly on high alert. He took a few steps back silently.

Then, a wisp of his soul rested on the spirit puppet in his Qi Hai Dantian, ensuring that he could activate the spirit puppet at any time.

Looking at the Chen family cultivators standing in front of him, Fang Yi was very satisfied. With the Chen family cultivators in front acting as a buffer, even if Chen Yuanxun prepared to go to war with the Wang family of Wulong Mountain, he would still have room to buffer.

Seeing his own cultivator's obsessed expression, Wang Mengchu's face darkened, and his foundation-building spirit surged.

"You bastard! Wake up!"

Wang Mengchu never thought that his attempt to show his power would not work, but instead he was outmaneuvered by Chen Yuanxun, an old beggar with one foot half in the coffin.

He waved his big hand and took the black and white ancient building magic weapon in his hand, but after gathering the magic power in his body several times, he was still hesitant and did not take action.

"call"

Wang Mengchu took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Let this old beggar woman be arrogant for two more days."

Then he threw out a golden light from his hand, which transformed into a magic contract floating in the air.

"I'm sorry for my words. How could a youthful and beautiful Daoist like Chen look old? If Daoist has no other opinions, then the high-grade spiritual copper ore will be obtained according to the deed."

Although Wang Mengchu's words were not sincere, Chen Yuanxun listened with great interest. He was obviously pleased with the way his old rival endured his anger.

There is a sting in his words.

“I will not go back on my word on what we have already discussed.

Not everyone is as shameless as you, Wang Laogui, who wants to take possession of other people's things."

Although Chen Yuanxun spoke in a very aggressive tone, he carefully considered the legal contract floating in the air word by word.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wang Mengchu had been waiting impatiently for a long time before Chen Yuanxun confirmed that there was no problem with the legal deed and nodded with satisfaction.

He shot out a silver magic power from his hand, activating the magic contract floating in the air.

Seeing the magic contract activated, a hint of joy flashed in Wang Mengchu's eyes, but was quickly suppressed.

The high-quality spiritual copper vein discovered by the Chen family has a considerable reserve, and Chen Yuanxun is nearing the end of his life.

But Wang Mengchu still didn't want to break off relations with the Chen family.

The master of foundation building has profound foundation and is extremely difficult to kill by cultivators of the same level.

As both of them were at the foundation-building stage, the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain was famous for their illusions. If Chen Yuanxun escaped, it would be a huge and difficult problem for the Wang family.

This is also the origin of this battle.

The cultivators from both the Chen and Wang families were worried that the other side's foundation-building masters would bully the weak and kill the Qi-cultivating cultivators.

Fang Yi also finished reading the contents of the deed.

"Of the three duels, I must win at least two. The Chen family's benefits are indeed not that easy to obtain."

On Xuanyue Peak, the two foundation-building masters each have their own style.

Chen Yuanxun's golden hairpin swayed gently on her temples, and her figure was graceful and charming.

One of them slapped the storage bag, and a silver light flew out from it. The light continued to flow and turned into a fighting platform fifty feet in size.

"Old Ghost Wang is here!"

When Wang Mengchu saw this, he waved his sleeves and a golden light shot out from his sleeves. When the light dissipated, a golden fighting platform was suspended in the air.

Two colors of spiritual light, one gold and one silver, collided and entangled, causing a faint tide of spiritual energy.

"boom"

A muffled sound was heard from Xuanfeng Peak, and the gold and silver platforms gradually merged into one under the power of the two foundation-building masters, Chen Yuanxun and Wang Mengchu.

The golden and silver altars shone brightly, and a terrifying pressure emanated from them.

The monks present were shocked.

"A top-grade magical instrument, the Golden and Silver Platform? Does my Wang family have such a legacy?"

"Bah, shameless fellow! This is clearly the magical weapon that protects my Xiaoyue Mountain clan."

Chen Yuanxun ignored the noise on Xuanyue Peak. He turned around, his long sleeves fluttering as he saluted Fang Yi and the other man, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"The Wang family of Wulong Mountain has gone too far. My time is running out. I beg you two fellow Taoists to help me!"

After saying this, a hint of decayed air emanated from his body.

Fang Yi's face flushed, as if he was moved by Chen Yuanxun's words and beauty, and he hurriedly bowed in return.

"Don't worry, Senior Chen. We will do our best to fulfill the trust entrusted to us."

But what he thought in his heart was not like this.

"As the head of a clan, and a female cultivator at the foundation-building stage, you have stooped to this low. If you say you have no ulterior motives, I don't believe a single word."

Fang Yi glanced at the Wang family's foundation-building master who was confident of victory, and his eyes swept over the unsightly expressions of several Qi-cultivating cultivators from the Chen family.

"Hey, it lets me contribute while also encouraging the Chen family cultivators to rise up, killing two birds with one stone? It's true that the more beautiful the female cultivators are, the deeper their thoughts become. But it has nothing to do with me. I'll leave with Fellow Daoist Xu as soon as I get the Purple Gold Vine."

Seeing Fang Yi's excited expression, as if he was fascinated by her own beauty, Chen Yuanxun felt a little proud.

"With the full support of this Xuanyang Mountain disciple, our chances of success have increased by another 10%."

A monk in embroidered robes flew onto the golden and silver fighting platform.

Wang Cang's clothes fluttered, his face was full of provocation, and his cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi training was clearly revealed.

"Wang Cang of Wulong Mountain, which Taoist fellow would like to come up and fight?"

Chen Yuanxun pondered for a moment and pointed to a female cultivator wearing an apricot-yellow long skirt.

"Chen Mu, you go!"

"Yes!"

Chen Mu activated his magic power and a voice sounded in Fang Yi's ears.

"Mr. Fang, I don't know what kind of magic potion you've managed to trick Elder Yuanxun into giving, but that's enough! Xuanyang Mountain does have a profound heritage, but are you, a seventh-level Qi training outer sect disciple, qualified to come to Xiaoyue Mountain and commit fraud?"

"Today I'll show you what a great cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training is like. If you know what's good for you, get off the mountain by yourself, so I don't have to do it myself!"

Without waiting for Fang Yi's reply, Chen Mu took a step forward and flew onto the gold and silver fighting platform, controlling the willow-leaf-shaped magic weapon.

"Chen Mu of Xiaoyue Mountain is here, don't act so arrogantly."

A quarter of an hour later.

"disease!"

Wang Cang let out a light sigh, and the hammer-shaped magic weapon in his hand turned into a golden spiritual light and hit the female cultivator in front of him.

Chen Muxiang was sweating profusely, seemingly unable to believe it. Although they were both at the ninth level of Qi training, she was beaten by Wang Cang without any chance to fight back in just a quarter of an hour.

Chen Muzhou bit her red lips lightly, her body and magic power surged, and the willow leaf magic weapon in her hand emitted a bright green light.

"boom"

On the fighting stage, the golden and green spiritual lights collided, causing waves of spiritual power.

Xia Yi, who was standing on the platform, remembered the boast Chen Mu had made before he went on stage and remained silent.

"It's over. The fighting power of the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain is truly beyond words."

Although Chen Mu tried his best, Fang Yi could still see that the outcome of this fight was already decided.

They were both at the ninth level of Qi training, and their willow leaf magic weapon was also quite good, but they couldn't even hold off the Wang family cultivator for a quarter of an hour?!

really.

However, after a few breaths, the green spiritual light lost its strength and was gradually suppressed by the golden spiritual light.

Wang Cang smiled strangely, the magic formula in his hand changed, and the golden light turned into a hammer-shaped magic weapon again.

With a light knock of the hammer head, Chen Mu's protective aura was shattered.

"Break the law! How dare you, youngster?!"

Chen Yuanxun's face looked grim, and he uttered a delicate cry. Then the long green silk magic weapon in his hand flew and rushed towards the gold and silver fighting platform.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why are you so angry when the younger generation fights?"

A golden gem appeared in the path of Chang Ling's magic weapon.

The orb slowly rotated, and the golden magic power gathered to block the way of Chang Ling's magic weapon.

"Wang Mengchu!!"

Chen Yuanxun was unable to rescue him in time. Seeing his own cultivator who was at the ninth level of Qi training having his head smashed by the golden hammer, a surge of anger filled his heart.

"What? On the fighting stage, everyone accepts their fate. If Fellow Daoist Chen wants to take action, then I will accompany him to the end."

Wang Mengchu's magical power surged, and an ancient black and white building appeared in his hands. Although he was wary of Chen Yuanxun, he would not miss the opportunity to weaken the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain.

"call!"

"Okay! Okay! Old Ghost Wang, just wait for me."

Chen Yuanxun's chest heaved, and he finally swallowed his anger.

He turned around and spoke to Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

"The strongest cultivator of the Wang family is Wang Cang. The remaining cultivators are not as strong as him. I hope you two will use all your strength to kill at least one cultivator of the Wang family."

Xu Qingshe looked grim.

"Master Yuanxun, this is very different from our appointment!"

Chen Yuanxun swept away her gentleness and softness, truly showing the demeanor of a female foundation-building cultivator, and smiled coldly.

"Friend Xu, Friend Fang, you and I have come all the way to Xiaoyue Mountain just for that purple-gold vine!"

His tone was firm.

"I don't know what use you have for the Purple Gold Vine, but if you can't kill the Wang family cultivator, the Chen family of Xiaoyue Mountain will definitely not give you the remaining Purple Gold Vine."

"How could a dignified Foundation Establishment Master be so shameless!"

Xu Qingshe shouted angrily.

"Shameless?"

Chen Yuanxun giggled and didn't care about the angry rebuke from the monk in front of him.

"We made a fair deal, and it was a mutual agreement. How could this be considered shameless? Xu, you may be a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain, but you are only a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain!"

"Brother Xu, don't worry."

Looking at the fire flickering in Xu Qingshe's eyes and the spiritual energy gathering around his body, Fang Yi reached out with one hand.

A chill spread from his left shoulder throughout his body. Xu Qingshe shuddered and his anger slowly subsided.

Seeing that Xu Qingshe had calmed down, Fang Yi stepped forward. Although he didn't know what Xu Qingshe's trump card was, Xiaoyue Mountain was less than a hundred miles away from Xuanyue Peak.

It would be unwise to fight against a Foundation Establishment Master in his lair, not to mention the chances of a small Qi training cultivator winning against a Foundation Establishment Master.

So what if this wins?

It would be even more troublesome if he won under the watchful eyes of the public. Wouldn't this inform all the cultivators in Xuanyang Mountain that he had obtained a great opportunity?

(End of this chapter)