Chapter 930
Blood Devouring for Body Tempering, Establishing a Prestige and Displaying Power
Chapter 930 Blood Devouring for Body Tempering, Establishing a Powerful Manor (5400+ words)
"This is quite interesting."
Ao Peng is the head of the Ao family, wielding great power, and his cultivation at the sixth level of the Core Formation stage makes him the number one in the Ao family.
Ao Xun only has thirty years left to live, and even if he is close to the Zoroastrianism, he should not surpass Ao Peng.
Instead of befriending Ao Peng, whom he had watched grow up, and disregarding the younger generation, he became entangled with the Zoroastrian Church.
There's something fishy going on here..."
Fang Yi chuckled as he put away the dark jade talisman surrounded by corpse energy, then opened a spirit-sealing jade box.
Seven thumb-sized jewels fell into the box, occasionally emitting a scarlet, blood-red glow.
This is a blood-path spiritual item sent by Chi Yin in collaboration with Zheng Laoguai and Tun Lingzi.
A Corpse Path Grand Master skilled in killing, a Ghost Path Grand Master proficient in stealth techniques, and together with a Spirit Devourer with half-demon blood.
Within half a month, several demon kings had died at the hands of the three.
The number of blood marrow beads secretly delivered for body tempering is constantly increasing.
"I knew it!"
"Buzz!" A brown, demonic light emerged from the ground.
Seventh Precept shook his glossy fur, his dark eyes fixed intently on the fragrant blood droplets.
Her mouth was watering as she shouted angrily:
"You're eating alone again!"
Fang Yi, you're eating alone again!
This is the blood essence of a third-tier demon king, refined through tempering; even a demon king would find it difficult to refine without facing death.
Human cultivators lack essence and blood, and Fang Ningdan's third-tier demon king essence is insufficient, making it difficult for either of them to condense a complete blood marrow bead.
A demon king who has cultivated for three hundred years has accumulated a great deal of knowledge, and through the refinement of his flesh and blood, he can produce at most one or two pills.
"Buzz!"
Seven Commandments slightly bent its hooves, gathering its strength, and a thin crack spread across the bluestone slab...
"boom!"
The silver-white beast shot out, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and pounced towards the Sealed Spirit Jade Box with lightning speed.
"Once you get your hands on even one of these treasures, you'll..."
"Snap!" Fang Yi's long, slender fingers extended, creating silver-red ripples, before gently slapping down.
"boom!"
"So impatient?" He looked at the small, silvery-white beast, its back slightly swollen, which was embedded in the bluestone bricks of the ground by immense force.
"Gurgle!"
Seven Precepts swallowed hard, forcing a fawning smile onto his憨态可掬 (simple and honest) face, and said ingratiatingly:
"Master~~"
"You can't digest these blood marrow beads all at once, so why don't you spare one or two for me? They'll be of great benefit to you after Xiao Qi's cultivation breaks through."
The silver-white little beast gazed longingly at the blood essence in the sealing box, its nose twitching slightly.
A refreshing fragrance filled my nostrils, and my body felt as if it were being nourished by a hot, spiritual spring.
She could already smell the blood fragrance within the Blood Marrow Bead, indicating that it had been refined a second time, reaching the pinnacle of blood energy, and advancing half a step beyond its original grade.
'What a generous gesture! Old Fang really doesn't skimp on himself at all.'
The blood essence was fragrant and free of any impurities.
The blood essence that was refined and cleansed from this Blood Marrow Pearl is enough to make even ordinary Blood Path True Persons covet it.
"Master"
"Please spare me one, considering how much effort I put into setting up this formation."
Seven Rings' dark eyes reflected the seven Blood Marrow Beads in the Sealed Spirit Box; the rest of the items failed to attract her attention.
This Blood Marrow Bead is exceptionally well-crafted. Once refined, even if limbs are broken or meridians are damaged, the body can be regenerated, hidden injuries repaired, and essence replenished.
It allows cultivators to approach the theoretical limit of lifespan, thus achieving a form of life extension.
The Demon King's refinement greatly benefits the body, increasing cultivation with almost no aftereffects.
Her bloodline kept calling out, "Refine it!"
Refine it!
Fang Yi chuckled, picked up a blood marrow bead and played with it between his fingertips. It was rare to see Qi Jie so eager.
It seems that he has not only not slacked off in his old skill of refining blood essence, but has also made further progress.
He said with great interest, "The cave formation is complete. Heng'er and Yu'er have prepared twelve beautiful concubines."
How do you have time to return?
“What’s more important than cultivating oneself than beautiful women?” Qi Jie muttered under his breath.
She vividly remembered how Gu Jiushang had eaten all the red crabapple soup he had brought her.
"Little Seven, I summoned you here for a reason," Fang Yi said with a light laugh, then his expression turned serious. "But, if I don't give it to you, you can't take it..."
Seeing the silver-white beast shiver and cower timidly into a ball, he ran his five fingers over the sealing jade box.
Three blood marrow beads spun rapidly, their Daoist auras intertwining with those of the Earth element. Faintly visible were a colossal camel with a mountain on its back and a pair of frosty white wings, while a defiant silver eagle flapped its wings in its eyes.
"go with!"
With a push of his palm, two brownish-red blood beads landed in Qi Jie's arms, enveloped in azure light.
"You have accumulated considerable experience at the sixth level of Core Formation, and you also obtained a third-tier precious pill from the Green Snake to activate your bloodline."
With this carefully selected blood marrow bead from the Crimson Yin, one can then seek out Yu'er to search for precious medicines in the ancient city and prepare spiritual formulas.
Five years at most, three years at least, is enough time for you to break through the bottleneck of becoming a Grandmaster.
"Thank you, sir!"
Feeling the profound Daoist aura within the Blood Marrow Pearl, as heavy as a mountain, Qi Jie's face lit up with surprise.
She opened her mouth and swallowed the blood droplet, then transformed into a streak of light and shot away, seemingly pursued by an evil spirit.
"Master, I'll go find Yu'er right away, you don't need to see me off!"
"Since I've promised the Blood Marrow Pearl, would I go back on my word?" Looking at the spirit pet that was practically fleeing, Fang Yi shook his head and chuckled, turning his gaze back to the Purple Origin Courtyard.
The Ao family's residence was only a hundred feet away from the Jade Marrow Garden.
With his sensitivity to the Qi of the Life, Death and Prosperity Sutra, he could vaguely see the babbling brook surrounding the Ao family, with occasional golden koi leaping up and creating shimmering waves.
"The Ao family suffered a great loss after being lured into a trap by Qin Yu, and even lost their ancestral land."
These days, people are much more cautious than ever, and if they want to lure fish in again, they need to invest enough resources.
The wealth accumulated by the five Nascent Soul cultivators over three or four hundred years represents a great opportunity.
After acquiring the Ao family, along with the wealth I gained from Mi Ku and Gao Shanfu, it would be enough to guarantee my success in bidding for Shi Jianyin and the Blood Sea Lotus at the trade fair…”
Within Fang Yi's dantian, the azure and yellow true fire evolved into the changing seasons, continuously refining the [Jumang Witch Seal]. The five grain patterns on the incomplete witch seal were gradually replaced by a large cedar wood wheel.
As the witch seal was continuously refined, he vaguely sensed a profound aura.
"Did Patriarch Guang Sheng leave behind such a great opportunity in the Witch Seal? Did he plan everything before heading to the Underworld?"
His eyes, like six-pointed plum blossoms, emitted a silvery glow. He sensed the aura of a stone chamber a hundred feet away bursting open, like a volcanic eruption, with lava flowing out in torrents.
"The vast icy plains are full of opportunities; Junior Brother Xu has obtained a piece of earth fire of a considerable grade."
Ao Peng's aura was strange, seemingly similar to but not quite the same as the Daoist principles of the Heaven and Earth Furnace.
Could it be a cultivation technique derived from the legendary lineage of the "Mysterious Yang Book" and the "Great Method of Heavenly Manifestation"?
With a flick of his sleeve, a precious pearl sealing Daoist essence fell from the sleeve of his azure robe.
The pearl shimmered with purple light, which was the Daoist power and magic energy that had been secretly intercepted when Ao Peng was captured alive.
"eccentric.
When the Green Snake emerges from seclusion in the future, we can ask her about it.
"The Heaven and Earth Furnace Technique is no less advanced than the Life and Death Scripture. The Green Serpent has a deep foundation and is guided by the remnant soul of a Nascent Soul. This time, breaking through to the seventh level of the Core Formation stage during seclusion is a natural progression."
Once he emerges from the pass, I will have enough leverage.
The Ao family?
Zoroastrianism?"
Fang Yi's dark eyes darkened slightly, a chilling aura flashing across them.
He picked up the Blood Marrow Bead from the Sealed Spirit Jade Box, flicked it with his index finger, and the Blood Bead fell into the Yuan Yu Furnace.
"Buzz!"
On the thick furnace wall, scenes of fishing, woodcutting, farming, and reading unfold, reflecting the changing nature of the divine image; the withering and flourishing of the true fire transforms into solidified flames.
The intermingled green and yellow flames wriggled and twisted like tree roots, picking out impurities from the blood and marrow, which then rose as wisps of gray smoke.
"Shoot!"
The Pearl of Withering and Flourishing was invoked, and the Six Paths of Restriction transformed into a Dharma Wheel that rotated, with the power of Withering and Flourishing continuously permeating the Blood Marrow Pearl.
The ancient, gnarled shadow of the Chinese toon tree was powerful and vigorous, and Fang Yi's fingertips moved in various hand seals, thirty-seven in a single breath.
The third refining of the Blood Marrow Beads has begun.
Even if the Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing is fully inherited, it is enough for a cultivator to form a Nascent Soul.
He also regarded the Four-Nine Arcane Arts as the second path to Nascent Soul, and was unwilling to slack off in the slightest.
"The path to the Nascent Soul stage is not far from me."
The Jade Marrow Garden is surrounded by red maple leaves, and one can vaguely see the five-colored magical restrictions flowing, like an inverted jade bowl.
In a corner of the west courtyard, next to a stilted house built of green bamboo.
Qin Yu squatted in the field of spiritual energy, tending to a palm-sized purple marrow fungus.
A jade gourd tilted, and spring water from a top-grade third-level spiritual spring in the garden poured down, its vitality gathering and transforming into mist, refracting a seven-colored rainbow.
"Qin boy!" A demonic aura emerged from the ground, and Seven Rings shook his fur, exclaiming in surprise:
"what?
"Have you finished all the chores in the garden, kid?"
"Junior Brother Shen Che is capable and efficient. With his help and Junior Sister Qing Tang's help, only the central law restriction remains."
After Master emerges from seclusion, the central magical restrictions can be connected to the spiritual veins.
Qin Yu rose from the ridge in the field, gazing curiously at the small, silvery-white beast. "Uncle-Master Qijie, did the beautiful concubine not suit your taste?"
"Do you think I'm so obsessed with beautiful women?" Seven Precepts said with dissatisfaction.
Qin Yu straightened his headdress, his demeanor gentle and refined. He didn't speak, but the look in his eyes said it all.
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"cough!"
Under Qin Yu's gentle gaze, Qi Jie felt embarrassed and coughed lightly.
"I have come to find you on a serious matter."
"It's something really important!"
The silver-white beast exhaled a brown demonic cloud, which held two blood marrow beads the size of a thumb.
"I, your uncle, have been at the sixth level of Core Formation for some years now. During this time, I've been collecting spiritual herbs and precious materials in the ancient city to nourish my foundation..."
"Now, young Lao Qin, use this to prepare a batch of spiritual medicine for me, to enhance my magical power."
"Such pure blood essence!" Qin Yu immediately agreed, picked up a blood marrow bead, and inserted a strand of his black hair into it.
"It is perfectly round and smooth, without a trace of resentment or sorrow. Such pure blood essence is the only one I have ever seen in my life."
These two blood marrow beads are enough to refine a batch of superior spiritual medicine to replenish essence and blood.
Which powerful figure in the demonic path has my martial uncle made contact with?
"Hehe, it can't be said, it can't be said..." Qi Jie chuckled, muttering to himself.
You can't exactly say that this superior blood marrow bead was refined by your revered master, whom you consider your own father...
"Uncle-Master, you must be careful when dealing with powerful figures in the demonic path. These old monsters are unpredictable and capricious. If things don't go well, immediately..." Qin Yu hesitated for a moment, then spoke:
"The transaction should not be conducted outside of Huitong Ancient City; it is best to hold it in the western part of the city."
Even if something goes wrong, that old monster can double-cross you and immediately notify your master.
"I understand, I understand."
"You've calculated it so meticulously, just like your master."
Seven Precepts subtly curled his lip, muttering to himself, 'Your master is the most adept at double-crossing.'
Chiguang Pavilion.
The maple leaves form a forest, lush and verdant, resembling a dancing fiery cloud.
"My lord, the matter you instructed has been completed." Ao Xun's hair and beard were all white, and his sallow skin was covered with age spots of varying sizes, making him look like a withered bamboo from a distance.
"Hmm, not bad." Luo Yuzhou nodded and said, "These Tribulation Cultivators are ruthless. As long as the benefits are enough, they don't hesitate to take action."
"I'm too busy to handle this for the time being, so I'll leave Fang Yi to Ao Peng."
Feeling the decaying, deathly aura surrounding Ao Xun, like a dying tree, his vitality withered.
He promised, "Your offspring, Ao Yuan, has completed his Foundation Establishment, and his Dao Foundation is only one step away from the High Grade. After this matter is accomplished, he can become my disciple."
"Thank you, sir!"
Ao Xun bowed deeply, his heart filled with joy, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes crinkled with delight.
As a Core Formation cultivator, I have experienced all the flavors of life, from wine and women to wealth and power.
Now that a breakthrough is hopeless and his lifespan is nearing its end, his only concern is for his offspring to become successful.
"Hmm, Ao Peng has quite a few tricks up his sleeve."
Remember to remind him that most Core Formation cultivators at Xuan Yang Mountain are just ordinary people.
We must never confront Fang Yi head-on; he is no match for us.
The Ao family has accumulated connections in Huitong Ancient City for two hundred years. Even a subtle, manipulative approach can cause Fang Yi deep pain.
"If there's nothing else, you may leave." Luo Yuzhou waved his hand and said, "Ao Peng, you know what to do, right?"
“Ao Xun knows.”
Ao Xun bowed again and retreated towards the gate.
Fifteen minutes later.
Ao Xun, leaning on his wooden crutch, stopped in front of Ziyuan Courtyard.
With mixed feelings, he looked at the Ao family disciples coming and going, then stepped into the courtyard with a wave of his sleeve.
A short while later.
The bluestone slabs meander until they reach the stone pavilion, where a gentle breeze blows through the gauze curtains and the aroma of tea wafts through the air.
"I've already made contact with Old Monster Zheng." Ao Xun slowly sat down on the stone bench, picked up a teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.
After experiencing the bitterness followed by a faint sweetness, he exhaled a breath of stale air. "When you get old, you just like the taste of bitterness."
"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Xun." Ao Peng spread his five fingers, and a purple flame palace lantern shone brightly. Faintly, purple and white spiritual flames intertwined and merged into one.
"Once I break through, I will reclaim the ancestral land."
Ao Xun's expression changed slightly, and he felt remorseful.
Having been stuck at the sixth level of Core Formation for hundreds of years, how could there suddenly be hope of breaking through?
He forced a smile. "The clan leader is about to break through to the Great True Person realm?!"
"Having only taken half a step, it still needs polishing." Ao Peng felt pleased as he looked at Ao Xun, whose attitude had changed drastically and who seemed to be trying to curry favor.
'This Ao Xun has always relied on his age and seniority, and he uses the ancestral teachings of Ao Rui to pressure me all day long.'
Now that I have a chance to break through, their attitude has changed drastically; they still believe that cultivation level is paramount for cultivators like us.
A glint of malice flashed in Ao Xun's eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "Clan leader, how should we deal with Luo Qingzhou of the Fire Worship Sect?"
"Old Zheng continued to make contact, looking for an opportunity to ambush and kill Fang Yi."
As for Luo Qingzhou, he is merely a Great True Person. Once my cultivation breaks through, I will be able to gain more support.
Now, looking around, the Ao family can't do without the support of the Zoroastrian Church for the time being, and they need to mobilize the connections and resources they've accumulated.
Ao Peng's eyes were cold and sinister, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey. "I will let Fang Yi know that no matter how strong his fighting skills are, my Ao family can still make him feel like he has a fishbone stuck in his throat."
"First they went to the Crimson Light Pavilion of the Zoroastrian Church, then to the Purple Origin Academy, and they were still being secretive about their actions..."
"Tsk, it seems Ao Xun and Ao Peng are indeed getting their way."
In the Jade Marrow Garden, in the quiet room, seven alms bowls were placed silently on the altar, their verdant medicinal liquid exuding a fragrant aroma.
"Buzz!"
The Yin Huai Treasure Mirror vibrated, ancient and simple witchcraft flowed, and the mirror reflected the comings and goings of cultivators from the western city.
A glint of light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes. With a wave of his sleeve, dozens of ancient-style invitations transformed into cloud cranes.
"Wow!"
The crane's cry was melodious, and the cloud crane flapped its long wings and flew out of the cave.
"Qin Yu is one thing, but Shen Che is extremely capable and has a superior talent in the Dao of Law and Restriction."
"We can set a time for Qing Sui Yuan to reopen, and let me see how many spiritual items I can exchange for in the most elite circles of Huitong Ancient City to aid my cultivation."
"Wow!"
Jade palaces and magnificent buildings, with glazed lamps, jeweled pearls turning, and gilded swords gleaming. Numerous spiritual plants and magical treasures are also visible in phantom form.
The Azure Sky Echo Crane flapped its wings, and a wisp of gilded light swept the crane up and landed in the building.
Adorned with a star-studded crown and a robe draped with bluebirds perched on clouds, Yu Xi chuckled as he toyed with a communication talisman. "Senior Brother, Fang Yi is preparing to officially establish himself in the city."
On the gilded altar covered with copper coin patterns, Yu Zhao sat cross-legged, caressing the Pixiu treasure basin.
"Yesterday, Fang Yi sent his disciple Qin Yu with a batch of demonic elixirs. Xuan Yang Mountain will open its gates in half a month; you and Liu Jing will be going there."
"Hey, there are six top-grade third-tier cave dwellings in the city."
The Perilla of Medicine King Valley, the Soul Devouring Demon Cultivator of Yuan Kong Mansion, the Miao Barbarians of the Miao Family in Golden Cicada Cave, and the Rogue Cultivator Master Yan Wuwo in Lijin Tower.
A smile played on Yu Xi's lips, but he was quite wary of the four Great Masters mentioned.
"I wonder how many of those old monsters actually give him face."
West City, [Baicao Garden].
The cave, about a mile in size, is filled with grains, and a babbling brook flows through it.
Zisu held the brown spirit hoe, gazing thoughtfully at the cloud cranes in the sky.
"Is Fang Yi establishing his own residence?"
Hey, being able to defeat Ao Peng isn't a big deal, but being able to win a match against Luo Laogui of the Fire Worship Cult is quite interesting.
This time, establishing his own government and banner shows that Fang Yi has some real background.
He murmured softly, "Is this junior qualified to associate with us peers? It has been a long time since a top-tier master has emerged in this ancient city."
【Yuan Kong Mansion】is filled with eerie, gloomy energy, and the locust tree there has become a spirit, resembling a hideous monster.
The Soul Devourer was cloaked, his figure indistinct.
"puff!"
A beam of light shattered the Azure Cloud Crane. He took down the communication talisman, quite intrigued.
"Tsk, Fang Yi is quite bold."
Having just humiliated Luo Laoguai of the Zoroastrian Church, they're now establishing their own government and banner.
Is she that confident in herself?
【Lijin Tower】, twelve stone cauldrons float in the air, the clanging of gold and jade ringing out incessantly.
Yan Wuwo was shirtless, his muscles bulging, and his thick fingers probing into the stone cauldron.
"Ok?"
"Fang Yi invited you?"
Interesting! Absolutely interesting!
You haven't even broken through to the Great True Person realm yet, and you already want to enter our circle?
That's incredibly bold!
"boom!"
Yan Wuwo, draped in this method, was like a god or a demon. With a pinch of his five fingers, he crushed the sound transmission jade talisman.
"Just like the Ao family, they occupy a top-grade cave dwelling but don't even have a single Grand Master, yet they dare to be so audacious."
"Perilla, Soul Devourer, Miao Barbarians—how many of them will go, and how many will truly accept Fang Yi?"
【Golden Cicada Cave】, the sounds of insects chirping are noisy and chaotic.
Centipedes, purple scorpions, pink butterflies, and millipedes tumbled inside a jar of poison.
A beautiful young girl had her head wrapped in brown linen, her long hair so full it seemed to bulge out, adorned with exquisitely carved silver hairpins, combs, flowers, and sparrows.
She wore a hollowed-out ruyi lock around her neck, her hair was combed with a silver crown, her belt was fastened with a silver buckle, and a silver braided bracelet could be seen when she raised her hand.
Her ethereal voice rang out, her clear eyes filled with curiosity.
"They dared to plant their flag in the ancient city after only one month. Are the cultivators from Dayun really that brave?"
Chikong Pavilion, a quiet room.
"Humph!
"Just because you won one game, you think you can be on equal footing with us?"
Yang Xu was draped in a robe of mysterious light and mist. The Black Prison Pearl had begun to integrate into the back of the Ice Flame Axe, and the black and blue flames had begun to fuse together.
Luo Yuzhou's turbid gaze swept over the treasure flame, which faintly contained the Daoist aura of the quasi-fourth rank, and he nodded slightly.
No rush.
Our most important task now is for Junior Brother Yang to master the Flame-Burning Technique. As for Fang Yi, the Ao family will deal with him.
Half a month later.
Qing Sui Yuan.
"clang!"
The welcoming bells rang out melodiously, and the azure glow of the sunset blotted out the sky. Jewels descended from the heavens, and golden lotuses sprang from the earth.
Qin Yu, wearing a star-studded crown and a dark black robe, stood outside the heavy gate, holding a warm jade ruyi in his hand.
"Brother Qin!"
Before he arrived, his voice preceded his arrival. Xu Zangze, dressed in a golden robe and sporting a mustache, rushed over in a few quick steps.
He bowed slightly and presented a jade box to Qin Yu. "I, Xu, congratulate the True Man Fangyi on establishing his residence in Huitong Ancient City."
"So you are Fellow Daoist Sanqiao." Qin Yu's demeanor was measured; with a flick of his jade ruyi, he put away the jade box.
He understood that thirty or forty invitations had been sent out in the ancient city, many of which were to people who had just entered the Core Formation stage.
Xu Zangze was the first to arrive, showing his utmost sincerity, as there were still three hours left before the time specified in the invitation.
"Thank you for your visit, fellow Daoist. My master has been waiting in the garden for quite some time."
I've added an extra chapter of 5400 words, making it 1400 words more than usual. It wasn't abandoned; I was just too busy during the Chinese New Year.
I was on duty until after 1 a.m., and I had just rested for a while when more people came.
(End of this chapter)