Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

It was early spring. The sky was a brilliant, cloudless blue, and the sun shone brightly. Tender green shoots sprouted from the branches, stirring with new life.

Jinbao trotted behind Fang Qingyuan on all fours. Every so often, he would dart off, returning with some Spirit Fruits or a small beast in his mouth, which he would place beside Fang Qingyuan as if presenting a treasure.

Fang Qingyuan responded to Jinbao’s antics, occasionally rubbing his head, putting away the Spirit Fruits, and releasing the frightened little beasts.

Encouraged by Fang Qingyuan, Jinbao grew even more enthusiastic. But his games didn’t delay their journey. As time passed, he and Fang Qingyuan advanced swiftly through the Barbaric Wilderness, heading toward the distant Bear Mountain.

The man and beast’s route began at Moyun Valley. They stealthily crossed a thousand li of territory, rushing toward the domain of the next Nascent Soul Ancient Beast.

Meanwhile, in Moyun Valley, the construction of the new sect headquarters was still underway. Lechuan intended to build the gate for the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect into a thousand-year foundation, so the materials used were very expensive. Some of them even had to be transported from Qi Yun’s side.

Some materials had not yet been fully procured and were still in transit. It was estimated that Lechuan’s new sect headquarters would take another two or three years to complete.

The Zongshan had already sent people over. There were quite a few of them, and they arrived with an aggressive air. Since Fang Qingyuan had already left the Beast Taming Sect, he naturally didn’t need to go and wait on them. He discussed it with Lechuan and decided to go find Bear Wind.

Now that Moyun Valley was secured, the adjacent territory was Bear Wind’s domain. In the eyes of outside Cultivators, Bear Wind was still an extremely dangerous Nascent Soul Ancient Beast. No one knew that he had secretly submitted to the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect.

Indeed, secrets are bound to leak if not kept tight. The alliance with Bear Wind had been in place for over a decade, yet no one in the outside world knew. All those years of forbearance had been for the sake of gaining this crucial advantage today.

The person sent from the Zongshan was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, accompanied by several Golden Core Cultivators. However, this Nascent Soul Cultivator wasn’t here to personally take over as the leader of the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect. He was merely there to act as an escort. The Beast Taming Sect Cultivator truly eyeing Lechuan’s position was a Mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.

The leader of a branch sect of the Beast Taming Sect in a remote place like White Mountain, while holding a respected position in the eyes of outside Cultivators, was still not worthy of a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s notice.

Upon reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, one’s focus shifts to the cultivation of the Great Dao and the possibility of advancing one’s cultivation to the next level. Although the position of a branch sect leader was good, the resources paled in comparison to those at the Zongshan.

Unless a Nascent Soul Cultivator had lost all hope of advancing on the Great Dao, and a powerless one at that, they would not easily move their foundation away from the Beast Taming General Mountain.

Fang Qingyuan was lost in thought, pondering how to deal with the arrivals from the Zongshan.

’Lechuan’s current disadvantage is that his backer isn’t strong enough. Although he’s also from a Divinity Transformation Cultivator’s faction, he doesn’t have a close relationship with Yue’e Ancestor. Back at the Zongshan, during the annual ceremonies, Lechuan could only line up with the other Golden Core Cultivators to pay respects to the Ancestor. He could never even get a chance to speak with her alone.’

’But this newcomer Golden Core Cultivator is different. He’s a direct descendant of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator. When he was young, he was the type who could act spoiled in front of his own ancestor. Even though his aptitude didn’t meet expectations as he grew up, and he still hasn’t formed his Nascent Soul at his age, his connections are much, much stronger than Lechuan’s.’

’If we compare their backing, Lechuan is sure to lose. Old Yue’e was already being forced to flee by Kaelv Ming. At a critical juncture like this, would she risk offending another Divinity Transformation Cultivator to drive this person away?’

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. ’This land was originally Old Yue’e’s planned retreat. Now that a third Divinity Transformation Cultivator has gotten involved, could Old Yue’e have tacitly approved? Maybe she wants to find an ally herself.’

This lack of high-level intelligence left Fang Qingyuan feeling helpless. He could only guess, but the price of guessing wrong would be extremely severe.

On the other hand, Lechuan’s advantage was also clear: his achievement of conquering Moyun Valley was indisputable. The Beast Taming Sect placed great importance on merit. With this status, even if the newcomer came with ill intentions, they couldn’t just force Lechuan out. On the contrary, they would have to speak to him politely, so there was no need to worry about them resorting to direct force.

But that didn’t mean Lechuan’s position was secure. It was true Lechuan had merit, but what was a hero with merit in the face of power? Merely a tool. Even if Lechuan not only conquered Moyun Valley but also Bear Mountain and Heavy Land, all the way to the gates of Awakening Lion Valley, what would all that be worth compared to a single word from a Divinity Transformation Cultivator?

Whether one was told to stay or go was decided by a single sentence. At best, they would let the person save face just to shut everyone up.

The Cultivation Realm ultimately respected strength. If your own cultivation couldn’t advance, everything else was meaningless.

With this pessimistic mindset, Fang Qingyuan arrived in Bear Wind’s territory. He had only walked a few li when a Great White Bear, surrounded by a pack of Bear Beasts, came to encircle him.

Seeing this Golden Core Great White Bear, Fang Qingyuan’s mood lightened slightly. ’Right now, I’d much rather deal with these demon beasts than with humans.’

"Dabai, where’s your ancestor?"

Fang Qingyuan greeted him warmly. The Golden Core Great White Bear glanced behind Fang Qingyuan, a look of disappointment flashing across its bearish face. It opened its mouth and spoke in slow, halting words:

"Ancestor is... sleeping... But since Jinbao is here, Ancestor... will definitely... wake up."

At Bear Wind’s request, basically all the Golden Core Demon Beasts in his territory had learned human speech. The origin of this was the Horizontal Bone refining technique that Fang Qingyuan had given them years ago.