Gu Daoist Master

Chapter 1 – The heart of a demon never has regret even in death

“Fang Yuan, quietly hand over the Spring Autumn Cicada and I’ll give you a quick death!”

“Old bastard Fang, stop attempting to resist anymore, today all of the major factions of justice have combined together just to destroy your devil lair. This place is already covered in inescapable nets, this time you will definitely be decapitated!”

“Fang Yuan you damn demon, just because you wanted to cultivate the Spring Autumn Cicada, you’ve gone and killed thousands of people. You’ve committed too many unforgivable, heinous sins!“

“Demon, 300 years ago you insulted me, took away my body’s purity, killed my entire family and executed my nine generations. From that moment onwards, I hated you with a burning passion! Today, I want you to die!”

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Fang Yuan was in deep green robes that had been torn to shreds. His hair was disheveled and his entire body was covered in blood. He looked around.

The bloody robes waved lightly in the mountain breeze like a war flag.

Fresh blood flowed from the numerous wounds on the body. Just by standing there for a short while, Fang Yuan had already accumulated a large pool of blood beneath his feet.

Enemies surrounded him all around; there was already no way out.

It was a forgone conclusion that he would die here.

Fang Yuan understood his situation clearly, but even in the face of death his expression did not change, it was calm.

His gaze was quiet, his eyes like deep pools of water in a well, so deep that there seemed to be no end.

The major factions of justice that had surrounded him were not just the experienced elders, but also young and talented heroes. Around the heavily surrounded Fang Yuan, some were roaring, some were sneering; there were eyes that were gleaming with light, some holding onto their wounds while looking on fearfully.

They did not move; everyone was wary of Fang Yuan’s final attack.

For 6 hours this tense moment went on until the evening came, the sun casting its rays upon the side of the mountain. In that moment, it was as if the place was on fire.

Fang Yuan, who had been silent as a sculpture the entire time, slowly turned his body.

The group of warriors was suddenly alerted and they all took a big step backwards.

By now the gray mountain rock beneath Fang Yuan’s feet had long been stained a deep red. Due to losing too much blood, his face had become deathly pale; in the afterglow of the sunset, it suddenly had a brilliant luster upon it.

Looking at the setting sun, Fang Yuan lightly laughed. “The sun sets above the blue mountain, the autumn moon with the wind of spring. The morning is fine like hair and night is like snow, whether you succeed or fail when you look back there’s nothing left.”

As he said this, memories of his previous life on Earth emerged before his eyes.

He was originally a Chinese scholar on Earth who chanced upon this world. He endured a hard life for 300 years and went through another 200 years; about over 500 years of his life flew by in the blink of an eye.

memories that were buried deep inside the heart

in the end.” Fang Yuan sighed in his heart emotionally,

result was something he had foreseen. When he made his decision in

cruel, a murderer and destroyer. There is no place in heaven or earth for such a thing – turning into an enemy to the world, still

that I have just cultivated is effective, I shall still be a demon in my next life!” With this thought, Fang Yuan couldn’t help

are you

going to attack before his

surrender the Spring Autumn

surged forward; at this moment, with a loud bang, Fang Yuan was engulfed in a blinding

……

spring rain quietly rained down on Qing Mao

was already late in the night, a slight breeze blowing

to the foot of

shone from tall buildings, even though it could not be said to match up to ten thousand lights, yet

mountain was Gu Yue(1) Village, giving the vast

of the Gu Yue Village was a magnificent pavilion. A grand ceremony was being held at this moment, and the lights were even brighter than ever, radiating with

bless us! We pray that this ceremony will bring many young men of outstanding talent and intelligence, bringing their families new blood and hopes!” The head of the Gu Yue clan had a middle-aged appearance, his sideburns were graying and he was clothed in ceremonial white robes, kneeling on the brownish

three layers on the case, all housing memorial tablets of ancestors. On both sides of the

fashion as him. They wore loose white ceremonial garments, and were

finishing prayers, the Gu Yue clan head bent his waist with his two hands pressing against the floor and kowtowed. As

important clan members solemnly and quietly

with light thuds

people slowly got up from

from the crowd of

the blink of an eye, a year has gone

feels like it just happened yesterday,

is the opening of the annual grand ceremony, I wonder what new clan blood will show up

talented youths will appear. The Gu Yue clan hasn’t seen a

talented geniuses appear. Especially that Bai Ning Bing from the Bai clan,

up the name Bai Ning Bing, but the faces of the elders started to show

qualifications were splendid; in just a short period of two years worth of training, he

could be said as the most outstanding one. It was to the

would inevitably become the pillar of the Bai clan. At the very least he would also be an independently strong warrior. No

that will be participating in the ceremony, not

young genius. Able to start talking after three months, able to walk after four. At five years of age he was able to recite poetry, seems exceptionally intelligent, especially talented. What a pity that his parents died early, now

big ambitions. In the recent years I have heard his creations ‘Jiang Jing

walk out of the ancestral temple. After slowly closing the door, he heard the discussions that were going on in

were discussing about the youth known as

young ones. And it

who possess strength that could rival an adult, or had other great inborn talents, all had