Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

Additionally, the incense stick burning ten feet away was a medicinal type that focused the mind and calmed the spirit. Both the Jade Pendant at Fang Qingyuan’s waist and the Jade Hairpin in his hair were Tier One Upper Grade Magical Artifacts.

Last time in Lianshui City, Fang Qingyuan had bought a great deal of resources needed for cultivation. Aside from the Meditation Cushion, which was from Jiang Kui, he had personally acquired everything else.

It was a good thing Jiang Kui couldn’t see this scene, or she would probably lose her composure. She, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, didn’t live nearly as lavishly as Fang Qingyuan.

After preparing everything, Fang Qingyuan finally began his first attempt at cultivating the Qi Cultivation Chapter of the *True Manual of the Five Spirits Dissolving Balefulness and Refining Form*.

Because the True Manual was stored in his mind, Fang Qingyuan could contemplate it at any time. Over the past few days, he had already fully understood the Wood Spirit Dragon Form of the Qi Cultivation Chapter.

To put it simply, it involved changing the original circulation path of the Spiritual Power in his body to a special one, then gathering all his Wood Spiritual Power to manifest a ’Cyan Dragon’.

This Cyan Dragon had to not only match in external form but also be similar in its inner nature. The Cyan Dragon belongs to the Wood element and possesses divine qualities like being a celestial link, a supernatural sign, and an auspicious omen. The transformation in the Qi Cultivation Stage was merely building a framework; these special Divine Techniques were expected to manifest only when Fang Qingyuan reached Foundation Establishment.

Seeing that it was the Wood Hour, Fang Qingyuan waited no longer. He switched his Cultivation Technique and began circulating his power for the first time.

At that moment, a few rays of moonlight shone through the window of the Quiet Chamber. Fang Qingyuan sat silently beneath the moon, bathed in its glow, his breathing as gentle and fine as silken threads.

Meditation and respiration have always been complementary. With each breath, Fang Qingyuan took in the Tier Two Mid-Grade Heaven and Earth Qi of this place. After a few cycles, pure Wood Spiritual Power was absorbed through his breathing, circulating once through his internal organs, transforming into Wood Spirit, and nourishing them.

The connection between a person’s essence, qi, and spirit is subtle. The spirit is the moon, the qi the clouds. Fang Qingyuan had diligently cultivated the Cyan Wood Technique for nearly twenty years, and now he was switching to the Wood Spirit Chapter of the *True Manual*. As his consciousness drifted, the pure radiance of the Wood Spirit poured into him. It flowed through every meridian, acupoint, and blood vessel in his body, simultaneously nourishing his soul and causing it to grow stronger.

Everything went smoothly at first. However, after the Wood Spirit Technique had systematically circulated through his main meridians, the path of the Spiritual Qi suddenly veered off into regions Fang Qingyuan had never explored.

With this, every minuscule shift of the Wood Spirit Power brought about immeasurable changes in his vital energy. Fang Qingyuan’s flesh, organs, muscles, bones, and acupoints all responded. The reactions were infinitesimal, yet incredibly profound.

It was like a faint, soft sound in the dead of night, seeping into every inch of his muscles and veins. Fang Qingyuan focused with his utmost concentration, not daring to slacken in the slightest. At the same time, his mind naturally followed the flow, feeling the world’s Wood Spirit circulate through his body’s Nine Palaces and savoring the novel experience.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck him. It came from a tiny meridian he had never discovered before. The agony of it being forcefully expanded as the Wood Spirit passed through made Fang Qingyuan let out a muffled groan, but he managed to endure it.

But as more of the circulation route was altered, Fang Qingyuan felt pain wash over him like a relentless tide. After enduring for a long while, he finally picked up a Purifying Spirit Pill and tossed it into his mouth.

The moment the Purifying Spirit Pill entered his mouth, it dissolved into a cool stream and flowed into his stomach. A few breaths later, a refreshing sensation traveled upward, enveloping his head and bringing him some relief.

With the help of this mind-calming Elixir Pill, Fang Qingyuan was able to focus his entire consciousness on controlling the flow of his Spiritual Power.

Fifteen minutes later, the effect of one Purifying Spirit Pill was no longer enough. Fang Qingyuan took three more in quick succession to withstand the excruciating pain.

Fortunately, Fang Qingyuan had previously cultivated Wood Spirit power. Had he been using any other type, the consequences would have been three to four times more severe.

However, as the Wood Spirit Technique’s circulation neared completion, even the calming effect of the Elixir Pills was not enough to let him ignore the agony of his meridians tearing.

At that moment, with a mere thought, the Jade Hairpin in his hair released a ray of Spiritual Light that enveloped the back of his head. This Spiritual Light had an even more potent mind-clearing and spirit-calming effect.

After a long while, drenched in sweat, Fang Qingyuan finally managed to complete the first circulation of the Wood Spirit Dragon Form. But it wasn’t over yet. The technique would only be a success once the dragon form was fully condensed.

Thus, Fang Qingyuan circulated the Cultivation Technique again and again to condense the dragon form.

After circulating the Wood Spirit Dragon Form several times, Fang Qingyuan’s abundant Late-stage Qi Cultivation Spiritual Power was nearly depleted. Yet, the dragon form had only manifested as a vague, indistinct head.

Fang Qingyuan had never seen a True Dragon with his own eyes, so he could only rely on his imagination and the description in the Cultivation Technique to condense his own dragon form.

Fang Qingyuan wasn’t surprised by how difficult it was to form the dragon. After all, all his preparations were for this very moment.

Fang Qingyuan grabbed the Dust-Reduction Pill in front of him and tossed one into his mouth. The next moment, a vast amount of Spiritual Power materialized out of thin air, surging through his limbs and torso.

Riding on this wave of Spiritual Power, Fang Qingyuan continuously circulated the technique, drawing on the energy to condense the dragon form. It took him a great deal of effort, starting from sketching out mere fragments of scales and claws until he finally achieved a complete, albeit empty, form.

「Half a month later.」

When all the other Elixir Pills had been consumed and only three pills remained in the last bottle of Dust-Reduction Pills, Fang Qingyuan finally opened his eyes and exhaled a long, turbid breath.

Fang Qingyuan lowered his gaze and looked inward. The qi, blood, muscles, and bones throughout his body felt pure and flawless; his organs were supple yet powerful. With a single thought, his Spiritual Power could surge like a tide. With another, it could become as gentle and soft as a spring breeze.

At this moment, Fang Qingyuan felt as if he had been completely reborn. His internal Spiritual Power was more than three times stronger than before. When he extended his Divine Sense, nothing within five hundred feet could escape his perception.

His physical body had also become much more formidable, as if he had been practicing a Body Refining Technique. Compared to other cultivators at the same level, his vital energy and blood were more abundant by an unknown degree.

’Am I still that same Junior Cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer?’

The sudden surge in strength made Fang Qingyuan’s confidence swell. ’I could take on ten of my former self!’ After calming down a little, he decided that was a bit of an exaggeration. ’Okay, maybe I could only take on five of the me from three days ago.’

’As expected of an Earth Tier Upper Grade Cultivation Technique. Just the Qi Cultivation Chapter alone has completely transformed me. My power has increased across the board. Compared to Zhang Yuan, who’s also at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, I’ve surpassed him in every single way.’

’In fact, with my current condition and power levels, probably only a Ninth-Layer Qi Cultivation cultivator could match me. Maybe I could even try challenging Jiang Kui...’

Suppressing that suicidal thought, Fang Qingyuan turned his mind to the greatest reward from switching his Cultivation Technique: the Wood Spirit Dragon Form.

With a single thought, a three-inch-long dragon leaped out from between his eyebrows. It soared into the air, flying up and down and circling around him.

The little dragon’s entire body was a vibrant, verdant green, its scales like the purest jade, exuding a refreshing, heart-soothing aura. As it flew, however, its form would occasionally flicker and disperse, making it clear it was not a living creature.

Most crucially, the dragon’s eyes remained tightly shut, having never once opened.

The final, crucial step of "dotting the eyes" was beyond Fang Qingyuan’s current cultivation level. Perhaps when this dragon grew to ten feet in length, he would finally have the ability to awaken its eyes.

Even so, this small, three-inch dragon contained an immense amount of Wood Spirit Power. With this Wood Spirit Dragon Form, whenever Fang Qingyuan used Wood Element Techniques, the Spiritual Power consumption would be reduced by at least half, while the technique’s might would be doubled.

Between the reduced cost and increased power, when Fang Qingyuan cast Wood Element Techniques, they would be two to three times more powerful than those of his peers. And the dragon was currently only three inches long. As his strength grew, so would its size. In the later stages, a simple Wood Thorn Technique from him could probably achieve the effect of a Wood Realm descending.

’When all Five Elements Spiritual Beasts are gathered and the Five Elements Flow, I’m sure I’ll be able to call myself invincible among my peers.’

’Of course, there is always someone stronger out there. It’s better to be cautious and live longer. I shouldn’t let my strength make me arrogant unless absolutely necessary, or it’ll be easy to suffer an unexpected defeat.’

After taking stock of his gains, Fang Qingyuan went over to Jinbao. The first thing he saw was that half a room’s worth of food had vanished, leaving only Jinbao with a perfectly round belly, sleeping soundly and looking utterly content.