Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

"Hmm?!"

Lechuan looked at Fang Qingyuan in confusion. His scrutinizing gaze made Fang Qingyuan feel a little uneasy. ’Why is he looking at me like that?’

Fang Qingyuan was still confused when Lechuan spoke.

"Hao Shi killed a Golden Core Demon Beast, a Great White Bear, and you want him dead for it?"

"That’s right. Is there a problem?"

"Foolish!"

Lechuan chided him, his expression serious.

"Hao Shi is a Zongshan disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, and I am a member of the Beast Taming Sect as well. He killed a Wilderness Demonic Beast, unaware of the full story. And for that, you want a Golden Core cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect to forfeit his life for the Great White Bear? Is that reasonable?"

"Huh? It’s not reasonable?"

Fang Qingyuan was stunned. ’Shouldn’t you be merciless toward your enemies?’

"You... you’ve become too radical. Chunyu Hua came here to vie with me for power and influence, but he and I are both of the Beast Taming Sect. There’s a bond between us as fellow disciples. How can your first resort be to take a life?

It’s true that you’re with the White Mountain Sects now, but you can’t let yourself become like the White Mountain People, resorting to assassination and murder the moment something happens. We are a major sect. Acting this way will only make the situation worse."

Lechuan began to explain, but Fang Qingyuan struggled to accept his reasoning. ’Shouldn’t you strike first to gain the upper hand?’

"Then why were you so happy about Bear Wind’s attitude just now, saying something about a blessing in disguise?"

Lechuan sighed in resignation and clarified:

"I was happy because of the shift in Bear Wind’s attitude. The disparity between our positions is because our own power isn’t great enough. Now, with Chunyu Hua’s arrival, outsiders who don’t know the situation see him as another source of support for the Beast Taming Sect. That is the greater momentum.

Because of this, Bear Wind has taken the initiative to align with us. The balance of power is shifting. But this doesn’t mean I have to kill Chunyu Hua. Harmony despite differences, competition without harm, and conflict without severance—you need to deeply contemplate these three principles. Stop clamoring to fight and kill at the slightest provocation. You’re a sect master yourself. Mature a little."

After being lectured by Lechuan, Fang Qingyuan calmed down. Thinking it over for a moment, he began to realize that he had been too hot-headed.

Chunyu Hua’s faction was unaware that Bear Wind had secretly pledged allegiance to Lechuan. From their point of view, killing a Golden Core-level Wilderness Demonic Beast was a completely normal act.

This wasn’t just true for Chunyu Hua. In the eyes of any power within the White Mountain Territory, killing a Golden Core-level Wilderness Demonic Beast was not a crime. In fact, it was a great service to humanity.

If Fang Qingyuan were to plot the assassination of one of Chunyu Hua’s Golden Core cultivators for this reason, he wouldn’t be acting on righteous principle. It would be pure, personal vengeance—and a baffling one at that.

’Siding with a Wilderness Demonic Beast? Whose side am I even on?’

Moreover, for someone in Lechuan’s position, the bigger picture is paramount. Those who disregard it won’t receive support from their superiors. And for the Beast Taming Sect, that bigger picture meant "conflict without severance."

Snatching resources, vying for positions, letting the capable rise and the mediocre fall—the Beast Taming Sect not only supported but actively encouraged such things. But to resort to assassination right off the bat was to break the rules.

You can openly challenge someone to a life-and-death battle, but you cannot use dirty tricks behind their back to harm your own sect members. If word of this got out, not only would Lechuan be scorned by all sides, he would also be subjected to equivalent treatment.

If you’re willing to strike the first blow, you can’t blame others for striking back. At that point, it becomes an endless cycle of killing. No matter how vast the Beast Taming Sect’s foundations are, they would be utterly destroyed.

Internal sect strife escalating to mutual assassination is something no sect would permit, not even those of the Demonic Dao.

"I was being too radical for a moment. I almost made a terrible mistake."

Having thought it through, Fang Qingyuan bowed solemnly to Lechuan. A moment ago, bound by his promise to Bear Wind and having just witnessed the Great White Bear’s death, he had let his preconceptions take over. He thought he should strike first and was ready to use assassination to cripple Chunyu Hua’s faction. Now, looking back, he realized he had seen too much of how the White Mountain Sects operated and had been deeply, unconsciously influenced by them.

Lechuan helped Fang Qingyuan up, then said with some remorse:

"Ever since you became my disciple, you were sent to the Outer Sea after only seven years. You didn’t return to White Mountain until thirteen years later, and soon after, you were dispatched to operate on your own. In all this time, the days I have actually spent teaching you have been few and far between. In that regard, the fault is also mine.

Neither the Outer Sea nor White Mountain are good places. They are filled with deceit and treachery, where entire clans are slaughtered at the drop of a hat. Influenced by this, your personality has become somewhat radical, and you tend toward extremes when faced with problems. This will be a great detriment to you in the future. But it’s not too late. From now on, you will stay here with me when you have time. I will do my best to correct this tendency."

Hearing that he was in for "special tutoring," Fang Qingyuan’s expression soured. He was over a hundred years old and the master of a sect. ’Do I really have to go back to school?’

But seeing how serious Lechuan was, Fang Qingyuan didn’t dare object. He could only say:

"Thank you for your teachings, Master."

.....

Fang Qingyuan gave up the idea of secretly killing Hao Shi. Chunyu Hua’s group also quieted down, no longer going to Bear Wind’s territory to provoke him for no reason.

They were probably frightened by the furious Bear Wind. When it came to strength, Bear Wind was much stronger than the Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard.

As an Ancient Beast of the Wilderness that had escaped with its life from the expansion wars four hundred years ago, and a being with Nascent Soul Battle Power that had survived right under the noses of a group of Nascent Soul Cultivators, Bear Wind’s combat strength was naturally not to be underestimated.

Elder Ya was only there to guarantee Chunyu Hua’s safety. To ask him to fight an Ancient Beast of the Wilderness to the death? Elder Ya might look old, but he wasn’t ready to die just yet.

This time, Chunyu Hua hadn’t come with just a few people. He had also brought a contingent of Foundation Establishment and Qi Cultivation disciples, roughly four to five hundred in total—a force nearly as large as the entire White Mountain Beast Taming Sect.