Chapter 935

Each Makes Their Moves, Instructing Their Disciples and Grandchildren

Chapter 935 Each Makes Their Moves, Instructing Their Disciples and Grandchildren

"This is simple."

A wave of heat hit him, and Ao Xun, dressed in a brown robe, had slightly scorched eyebrows and skin.

He pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement with Ao Peng's words, and then pointed to the magnificent palace surrounded by precious light in the center of the city.

"What should we do if those two great masters, Yu Xi and Yu Zhao, take action?"
The three of them – Old Ghost Zheng, Devouring Spirit Monster, and Crimson Bone Corpse King – together possess the strength of three Great True Immortals. Even without the Nascent Soul Seeds making a move, they are enough to roam the Ice Plains with impunity.

However, those two from the Four Seas Merchant Alliance are no ordinary people. Yu Zhao and Yu Xi come from top-tier forces and are both Great True Persons. They have no shortage of magical treasures and have profound trump cards, enough to fight against Old Ghost Zheng, Devouring Spirit Child, and Crimson Bone Corpse King.

Ao Peng, have you thought this through? Those three Tribulation Cultivation Grandmasters are not going to get away with this.

Especially the Jade Radiance Great Master, who had already reached the ninth level of Core Formation, possessed unfathomable depths of cultivation.

The only cultivators in the vast icy plains qualified to fight him were Bai Chan of the Fire Worship Sect and Qing Sui of the Medicine King Valley.
At most, including that red-haired old corpse whose whereabouts are unpredictable and who loves hunting demon cultivators, none of the other cultivators can compare to him…

"The Four Seas Business Alliance's Jade Photo has made its move?"
snort!
He verbally claimed fairness, but privately Fang Yi forcibly seized our clan's ancestral land, yet secretly approved of it.

Ao Peng frowned, his eyelids drooping, concealing the piercing resentment in his eyes.

"A busybody!"
These Nascent Soul sects are all the same; they devour people without spitting out the bones. I wonder what kind of benefits Fang Yi gave them to make them so biased.”

If Yu Zhao had stopped the Zoroastrians from attacking Fang Yi back then, how could the Ao family's ancestral home, Bi Sui Mansion, have been taken away?!

His pupils were deep and his voice was somewhat hoarse.

"I will visit fellow Daoists Luo Yuzhou and Yang Xu at the Chidan Pavilion regarding this matter."

"These two are both Grand Masters; it wouldn't be difficult for them to stop the Jade Emperor and the Jade Seal together."

"Fine!" Ao Xun's face hardened. "I'll go contact Old Monster Zheng right now."

This time, we must kill Fang Yi and reclaim our clan's land once and for all..."

Half an hour later.

Chidan Pavilion is a forest of maple trees, their fiery red branches swaying like a blazing fire.

Ao Peng pushed open the stone chamber door and looked at the gaunt, decaying cultivator on the altar, who resembled a withered old tree.
His pupils contracted slightly, and he was shocked.

"The oil has run out and the lamp is extinguished?!"

Luo Yuzhou, who was supposed to live for another hundred years, has been gone for only a month, and now his life is almost over.

"Cough cough!" Luo Yuzhou coughed several times, wiping his mouth with a silk handkerchief, revealing a striking scarlet stain.
His voice was hoarse, like the mournful cry of a vulture.

What brings you here?

Ao Peng's expression turned solemn. He bowed respectfully and spoke, "Uncle-Master Luo, my cultivation has broken through to the Great True Person realm."

"boom!"

A ball of blue-black flame descended, and Yang Xu slowly stepped out. His robe, shrouded in mysterious light and mist, fluttered, and a chill permeated the air, freezing wisps of moisture.
Looking at the old man, whose life had faded like a decaying ancient tree, he showed gratitude and hurriedly began to persuade him:

"Senior brother, your injuries have not yet healed. Please rest well and do not exhaust yourself."

Otherwise, even if Junior Sister Ye Yao arrived, she wouldn't have been able to restore Senior Brother's vitality.

Yang Xu glanced at Ao Peng, whose temples and brows were covered with cold, icy frost, and the aura of a ninth-level Core Formation cultivator flashed by.

"My junior brother can handle these unrelated people."

"Cough cough." Luo Yuzhou was about to speak when a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, his chest heaved, and he coughed incessantly.

He swallowed a Jade Water Nourishing Heart Pill, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and let the gentle medicinal power flow into his dantian, nourishing the dull and lackluster Perfect Pill.
Having relinquished his natal flame, cultivated for over two hundred years, his pill quality dropped, barely managing to maintain a low-grade true pill.
Half an hour later.

On the platform, the old man's vital energy had begun to stabilize, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I am well aware of my own foundation; even if Junior Sister Ye Yao came, she wouldn't be able to overcome it."
Junior Brother Yang Xu, please go into seclusion and perfect your cultivation of the [Ao Yan Technique]. Don't waste my efforts.
"My old bones are beyond hope, so I'll just help you remove the last obstacle!"

"Senior brother!" Yang Xu clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, his dark eyes already moist, with tears faintly visible.

"Haha, why be so childish?" Luo Yuzhou flicked his sleeve and laughed freely.

"Junior Brother Yang has inherited my True Flame, and his future is bright and promising. He is expected to further condense his Nascent Soul."

This is clearly a joyous occasion, why be so sorrowful?

"My senior brother sacrificed his own life flame to help me condense the Black Breath Ice Flame." Yang Xu felt a mix of emotions.

"The lineage has a successor, this is a joyous occasion, junior brother, there is no need for you to grieve for me."

Luo Yuzhou managed a weak smile, his cloudy eyes filled with longing.

"If my junior brother can use this to attain the position of Nascent Soul True Monarch, I will die without regret."

Seeing that Yang Xu was about to speak, he waved his hand to see him out.

"Junior brother, you may leave."

For every extra fifteen minutes I delay, a portion of my innate true flame essence will be lost.

If you are truly grateful to me, then carry on with this last ember of your senior brother's spirit and strive forward.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of his sleeve, he unleashed his magical power, creating layers of crimson and white ripples that propelled Yang Xu out of the stone chamber.

From this point on, Luo Yuzhou finally turned his murky gaze to Ao Peng, his words growing colder.

"I know what you are asking for."

Those two in the Jade Palace will be stopped by someone, but Fang Yi must die!
With your minor success in cultivating the Ao Yan Technique, and with the assistance of Old Monster Zheng, Devouring Spirit Child, and Crimson Bone Corpse King, a total of four Great True Immortals joined forces.

Those three were not the likes of Mi Ku and Gao Shanfu, who were considered opportunists.

If you can't kill a cultivator at the sixth level of the Core Formation stage while leading three Great True Immortals, don't blame me for being ruthless!
The small flames of light in our Zoroastrianism are not meant to feed useless trash!

Luo Yuzhou's foundation was already riddled with holes and his vital energy was decaying, but even a single glance from him still made Ao Peng break out in a cold sweat, his blood seemingly about to freeze.

He bowed deeply, his face showing utmost respect. "Peng will certainly do everything in his power to escort Qingyangzi Fang Yi on his journey."

"Yes, you'll benefit from it once it's done."

"If there's nothing else, you may leave," Luo Yuzhou murmured softly, his eyes slightly closed as if he were falling into a deep sleep.

"Yes!"

Ao Peng hunched his back slightly, not daring to turn around, and took small steps backward toward the door.

Only after leaving the meditation room did he turn around, straighten his back, and look at the Changqing Mansion not far away, where cultivators came and went in an endless stream.

Fang Yi!
"And I'll let you be smug for a while longer!"

"Buzz!"

In the quiet room, Luo Yuzhou opened his eyes, his gaze suddenly sharpening.

He murmured softly, "Don't disappoint me."

Changqing Prefecture.

In Yuanze Hall, white jade-carved beams stand tall, with a blue dragon coiled around them, holding a glass cup in its mouth.

A chessboard stands on a stone table, and Qin Yu, dressed in a white robe, holds a jade box in his hand.

His disciple Zhuang Mu, dressed in a dark black robe, stood by his side, hands at his sides.

He was so shocked that he dared not look directly at the two players playing chess.

One wore a blue robe, resembling an ancient tree reaching for the sky, deep and imposing. The other wore a crimson robe, like a monarch amidst flames, unfathomable.

'In my Five Extremes Peak lineage, besides our founder, are there any other figures of such great stature?'

"Clap!"

On the black and white chessboard, Xu Qingshe placed a white piece. "The Ice Essence Pill that Senior Brother needs is a high-grade third-tier item. The spiritual materials are all ready, enough to refine one batch."

However, if we want to continue refining, we need the auxiliary materials such as Mu Yuanzhi and Zi Su Hua, but we don't have enough of the main material, Cold Jade Marrow, to start the furnace.

"Is the cold jade marrow heart insufficient?"
Yu'er and Heng'er visited all the six prefectures except for the Crimson Pavilion.

But this Frost Marrow Jade Heart, which nourishes the soul and dispels inner demons, is truly extremely rare.

Fang Yi picked up a black piece from the wooden basket, and with his two long fingers, he completely sealed off the white piece's opening, thus killing a small dragon.

Xu Qingshe looked on expectantly as the white piece was placed in the southeast corner. The swallowed dragon seemed to be reborn from the ashes, bringing one dead piece to life.

He spoke in a deep voice:

"Third-grade high-quality spiritual items are rare. Even in a place like Huitong Mall, which attracts cultivators from all directions, the Cold Marrow Jade Heart is the most precious spiritual item."
"Obtaining even a piece of Cold Jade Marrow Heart is already difficult enough; if I were to exchange it for another piece to start refining pills, Junior Brother would have absolutely no clue how."

Fang Yi hesitated for a moment, then removed the white piece from the slaughtered little dragon and placed the black piece down, connecting them vertically and horizontally to extinguish the faintly blooming fire lotus.

In a hazy vision, one might imagine ancient trees reaching for the sky, exotic flowers spreading, and green vines growing.

He gazed at the chessboard, now covered in dust, and after a moment's thought, said, "I'll handle this."

Xu Qingshe was curious. It was understandable that Fang Yi, a Daoist cultivator, would use the Cold Jade Marrow Heart to nourish his soul.

Why go to such great lengths to collect spiritual plants and precious herbs to refine the Ice Essence Pill, a rare and powerful elixir?

This batch of Ice Essence Elixir is so precious that it could consume most of the Great Master's wealth.

'Could it be that they intend to use this to scheme against some Fire Dao Master?'

Ice and fire are mutually destructive; if the timing of using elixirs is just right, it might even turn a beneficial effect into a harmful one.

Instead of pressing for details, he took out three jade bottles from his sleeve and tossed them into the arms of Zhuang Mu, who was serving him with his head bowed and eyes lowered.

Looking at this young man dressed in a green pine robe, wearing a gentleman's crown, with a broad back and a slender waist, handsome features, and a scholarly air about him.

Xu Qing sniffed lightly, a faint medicinal scent entering his nostrils, and a playful expression appeared on his face:
'This top disciple of the Five Extremes Peak seems somewhat rebellious.'

"These three jade bottles contain Jade Essence Pill, Warming Jade Liquid, and Crimson Fire Body-Controlling Pill, respectively."

"These three types of pills are all quasi-third-tier; even Foundation Establishment cultivators can refine them if they are careful."

He sniffed lightly, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over Fang Yi and Qin Yu, before chuckling softly.

"Senior Brother Fang, I won't disturb your conversation. The Ice Essence Elixir is still waiting for me to start the furnace."

As soon as he finished speaking, crimson flames flickered, and Xu Qingshe on the jade stool had vanished without a trace.

Looking at his disciple Zhuang Mu, whose body was tense and whose face was reserved, Fang Yi glanced at Qin Yu, who was surrounded by the fragrance of medicine, and a playful look appeared on his lips.

"You may accept the elixir bestowed upon you by the Green Snake."

However, I am curious as to why Zhuang Mu cultivates the path of poison.”

"Poisonous Path?"

"The Path of Poison!"

Qin Yu suddenly turned his head and stared intently at his only direct disciple, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhuang Mu's spiritual healing path has only recently reached the middle level of the second tier. When will he have the energy to cultivate the path of poison?
Zhuang Mu's body became increasingly stiff, his back slightly hunched, as if he were being pressed down by Mount Ling.

He was shocked.

The spiritual items needed for cultivating the path of poison are all obtained from the dark market, and the spiritual poisons are not refined in Changqing Prefecture.

How did Master Qingyang know this?

"explain!

Why forsake the righteous path of spiritual healing and choose that rugged, narrow road?

Qin Yu, who was usually a gentle and mild-mannered gentleman and rarely got angry, had a burning rage in his eyes.

A phantom of a blue lotus materialized behind him, and an overwhelming pressure pressed down, causing Zhuang Mu's knees to buckle with a thud, forcing him to fall flat on his face.

He never expected that his chosen disciple would devote himself to the path of spiritual poison.

"Yu'er, don't be angry." Fang Yi lifted his five fingers lightly, and the surging pressure dissipated.

Immediately, with a flick of his index finger, wisps of colorful poisonous energy were drawn from Zhuang Mu's robe, transforming into a tiny, illusory poisonous bead the size of a grain of rice on his index finger.

"This path of spiritual poison may be a difficult one for you, but it's not for Xiao Mu."

He rubbed the poisonous bead between his fingertips, his eyes revealing a sense of appreciation.

"Its toxicity is intense, and its essence is corrosive. The path of wood poison has already entered the gate of the Great Dao."

Second-tier, mid-grade poison?

If it weren't for his cultivation level holding him back, Xiao Mu's Poison Dao cultivation would probably have already reached the upper-level of the second tier, or even the near-third tier..."

Fang Yi smiled, showing no anger whatsoever, but rather a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Qin Yu has always acted in a proper and orderly manner. He never expected that the eldest disciple, whom he had carefully selected to establish the sect and inherit the lineage, would be so rebellious.
With such outstanding talent in the art of poison, Yu Ling was able to refine such a wood poison using ordinary ancient texts circulating in the city.
He hesitated for a moment, then took out a gray scroll from his storage bag, his palm radiating magical power.

On the gray scroll, the characters twisted and writhed like insects, revealing eight spirit patterns of the "Corpse Spirit Child's Treatise on Corruption and Poison".

"Whoosh!"

The gray scroll fell into Zhuang Mu's arms, and Fang Yi spoke to him in disbelief.

"The essence of spiritual practice lies in self-cultivation."

Whether it's the path of spiritual healing or the path of spiritual poison, my Five Extremes Peak lineage will not force it; as long as one has no regrets.

"Compared to the path of spiritual healing, Xiaomu, you prefer spiritual poisons. Therefore, this scroll, 'A Brief Treatise on Corrosive Poisons by the Corpse Spirit Child,' is bestowed upon you."

"The original third-order poison Dao inheritance?!" Zhuang Mu was overjoyed as he sensed the profound Daoist aura within the gray scroll.

He bowed deeply, his eyes filled with gratitude: "Thank you for your high regard, Master."

"If there's nothing else, you may leave. From now on, there's no need to hide anything when refining spirit poisons."

Fang Yi waved for Zhuang Mu to leave.

Then, looking at Qin Yu, he joked, "A disciple carefully selected, with an excellent Dao heart, who does not seek external things."

They are not misled by spirit stones and precious materials, nor by the flattery of cultivators, and are able to recognize their own limitations.

Unfortunately, he's obsessed with the path of spiritual poisons. Qin Yu, what do you think?

Seeing that Fang Yi wasn't going to pursue the matter, Qin Yu felt a slight sense of relief and said helplessly:
"Since Xiaomu is so willing, I will not force her."

Then we'll find another disciple to cultivate the path of spiritual healing.

Fang Yi laughed heartily, then said:

"You just heard what the Green Snake said; the Ice Essence Elixir is missing its main ingredient."

"You spread the word to the Ao family, and judging by the time, Ao Peng should have broken through to the Great True Person realm by now."

"Is Master about to make a move?!" Qin Yu's expression turned solemn.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and the Yin Wood Reflection Mirror hanging high behind the jade pillar was taken into his hand.

The mirror split in two, reflecting Ao Peng entering the Crimson Pavilion and Ao Xun sneaking out of the Huitong Ancient City, concealing his figure.

"Before the Ao family intends to acquire it, they will squeeze every last drop of value out of it."
Although it was difficult and costly to exchange the Ao family's network of connections accumulated over two hundred years for a piece of Cold Jade Marrow Heart, the effort required was considerable.
But it's not difficult to do.

Qin Yu understood: "Even if we can't do that, there are still those two great masters of the Zoroastrianism."

"It wouldn't be difficult for either Yang Xu or Luo Yuzhou to obtain a piece of Cold Jade Marrow Heart by making a move."

(End of this chapter)