Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

A few more days passed. Once all the building materials were delivered to the Qingyuan Sect, Fang Qingyuan began to move them into his Immortal Mansion. Profound Water Rock, Jingcai Sand, and various other spiritual materials all took up a lot of space. An ordinary Storage Bag couldn’t possibly hold them all; only the Immortal Mansion could transport so much at once.

The Storage Bag Fang Qingyuan currently used was a Ten-direction one. Larger, fifty-direction Storage Bags were difficult to make, requiring an Artifact Refiner proficient in Void Divine Techniques to craft them. They always had a price but were never on the market, so Fang Qingyuan had never been able to get his hands on one.

Furthermore, if too many Storage Bags were gathered too close together, there was a risk of triggering a void collapse. That was why Fang Qingyuan always used only two Ten-direction Storage Bags as a disguise.

After stowing everything away, Fang Qingyuan changed his appearance and flew toward the Barbaric Land.

Upon entering the Barbaric Wilderness, most Cultivators chose not to fly if possible, as the sky above was filled with an endless toxic miasma.

Fang Qingyuan was no different. He had no intention of causing extra trouble for himself. But while he didn’t want trouble, trouble came looking for him.

Through his Mind Divine Techniques, he detected an obscure aura tailing him from over thirty li away. At such a distance, an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator would be unable to sense it.

A Golden Core Cultivator’s spiritual sense network was vastly larger than it had been during the Foundation Establishment Stage, but it only expanded from a radius of a few hundred zhang to somewhere between five and ten li.

Without his Mind Divine Techniques, Fang Qingyuan wouldn’t necessarily have been able to detect an obscure aura like this one, over thirty li away.

’Who could it be?’

Fang Qingyuan continued forward without a change in expression, secretly guessing the identity of the person behind him. ’Could it be Ji Yuanjian?’

’He must suspect that I achieved Core Formation in the Barbaric Wilderness, but he has no direct proof. This is my first time entering the Barbaric Wilderness since I formed my core, and I also recently showed my face at the Nine-star Marketplace. That must be why he’s targeted me.’

’As a Patrol Disciple of the Great Zhou Academy, Ji Yuanjian’s tracking methods are naturally exquisite, allowing him to tail me from thirty li away. But he could never imagine that my own sensory range is a hundred li.’

’Although I can’t possibly investigate every single being within that hundred-li radius, I can classify them into different tiers based on their cultivation levels.’

’And this obscure aura, though secretive, revealed a brief flicker of Spiritual Light. That momentary fluctuation was enough for me to rank its danger level at the highest tier.’

As Fang Qingyuan pondered the identity of the person behind him, he subtly adjusted his steps. With each stride covering ten zhang, his original route toward Bear Wind’s lair silently shifted toward the territory of the Cloud-Clawed Lizard.

Thanks to the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect’s many years of persistent intelligence gathering on the major Demon Beasts in the Cloud-Clawed Lizard’s Spiritual Land, Fang Qingyuan was also very familiar with its territory.

On the map in Fang Qingyuan’s mind, a Golden Core Gu Carving was entrenched one hundred and fifty li ahead. This beast had a vengeful, eye-for-an-eye personality; it was extremely fierce and a powerful combatant—the perfect ’assistant’ for testing the person behind him.

Fang Qingyuan didn’t want a direct confrontation with his pursuer right now. If it really was Ji Yuanjian, then dropping all pretenses would be ugly for both of them. ’And if a fight really broke out, could I just kill him and be done with it?’

’Well, that’s not entirely out of the question.’

Fang Qingyuan chuckled to himself and banished the thought from his mind. Ji Yuanjian’s status was special. If he really killed him, the Great Zhou Academy’s Inspector Envoy, the Nascent Soul Ji Yulang, would definitely come to investigate. That would be a truly difficult situation. It was better to run circles around Ji Yuanjian for now.

Even in a perilous place like the Barbaric Wilderness, Fang Qingyuan traveled the hundred or so li with ease. With his aura concealed, few Demon Beasts could detect him. He leaped over ordinary streams, ravines, canyons, and cliffs in a single bound, completely unimpeded.

The only things worth worrying about were the Golden Core Demon Beasts and the master of this land, the Cloud-Clawed Lizard. However, Fang Qingyuan had ample intelligence and a clear grasp of their territories and habits. As long as his luck wasn’t abysmal, there was little danger even in a direct confrontation.

The Cultivator following Fang Qingyuan continued to trail him at an unhurried pace, completely unaware that he had already been exposed.

He consistently maintained a distance of thirty li from Fang Qingyuan, and it was unclear what method he was using to so accurately pinpoint Fang Qingyuan’s position.

Just ahead lay the territory of the Golden Core Gu Carving. This creature had a vicious temperament and no useful Foundation Establishment Demon Beasts under its command. As Fang Qingyuan advanced, the closer he got, the more intense the Evil Power felt.

This was Fang Qingyuan using his telepathic sense to pinpoint the Golden Core Gu Carving’s location; the beast would be at the point where the Evil Power was most concentrated.

However, a problem now presented itself to Fang Qingyuan: how could he incite a conflict between the Gu Carving and the Cultivator tracking him?

Fang Qingyuan wasn’t worried about the Golden Core Gu Carving. As long as it sensed the other Cultivator’s presence, the Gu Carving would absolutely be unable to resist attacking. After all, the flesh and blood of a Golden Core Cultivator was an incredible tonic for it.

But the Cultivator behind him had an extremely advanced technique for concealing his aura. Fang Qingyuan wasn’t confident that the Gu Carving would be able to detect him.

Seeing that he was about to exit the Gu Carving’s territory while the beast remained blissfully unaware of two Golden Core Cultivators right under its nose, Fang Qingyuan decided he couldn’t wait any longer.

’What a stupid bird,’ Fang Qingyuan cursed inwardly. He then rapidly focused his Mind Divine Techniques, gathering most of his Soul Power and sending it seeping toward the Gu Carving’s ’brain palace’.

Fang Qingyuan’s telepathic Divine Technique originated from the Bee Queen’s Voice of All Things. It was originally a non-combat Divine Technique for communicating with all living beings, but after so many years in Fang Qingyuan’s hands, he had comprehended several other applications for it.

Coupled with the insights he gained from the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Spiritual Tide back in the Nine-star Marketplace, and the elevation of this Divine Technique by the True Meaning of the Great Dao after his tribulation, Fang Qingyuan could now use it to achieve some unbelievable effects.

Just like now. As his Heart Soul Energy surged toward the Golden Core Gu Carving’s brain palace, the beast’s Protective Gang Sha showed almost no reaction at all.

The Gu Carving merely shook its head, feeling a little dizzy, but otherwise had no reaction.

This was, of course, because Fang Qingyuan was intentionally holding back his offensive power. Otherwise, with a surprise attack like this, the Gu Carving would inevitably be injured.

But that wasn’t Fang Qingyuan’s true objective. What he wanted to do was make the Gu Carving take notice of the person tracking him.

A few breaths later, the Golden Core Gu Carving felt agitated and restless. A strange thought surfaced in its mind, making it feel extremely uneasy.

It let out a few chaotic squawks, then spread its wings and soared into the sky, landing on the highest peak in the area. Its pair of sharp eyes began to scan in all directions.

The next moment, the Gu Carving let out an angry screech. A heartbeat later, its figure flashed into existence thirty li behind Fang Qingyuan.

The Gu Carving had sharp, gray eyes and a beak like a hook. The moment it partially revealed itself, its wings unfurled to a span of over ten feet. Its feathers were like blades, overflowing with Gang Qi. With a piercing hiss that shook the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, it blasted a figure out from that spot.

This person was eight chi tall and powerfully built—clearly not Ji Yuanjian. As he was blasted out by the Gu Carving, a look of shock lingered on his face. He couldn’t imagine how a mere Golden Core Gu Carving had seen through his Concealing Technique.

But at this moment, the man had no time to dwell on such things. The Gu Carving fully materialized in an instant, spread its wings, and with a BANG, shattered a Talisman the man had just activated. It then thrust out its sharp talons, swiping viciously.

Its speed was incredible, reaching the man’s eyes in a flash. Its sharp beak and talons glinted with a cold, deadly light. Even more frightening was the turbulent flow of Primordial Qi it generated, which was as sharp as a blade and sliced right through the Sword Pressure barrier protecting the burly man.

The burly man was startled. The longsword in his hand vibrated intensely as his deep-sea-like Sword Pressure suddenly solidified like steel. He simultaneously squeezed and blocked, attempting to defensively pin down the eagle-shaped Gang Sha’s highly lethal attack.

However, the great eagle simply touched and retreated. With a flap of its wings, it soared into the air and circled to a new position, shifting its aura and pulling the burly man’s sword momentum off-balance.

’This is trouble,’ the burly man thought, a bitter taste in his mouth. Far away, Fang Qingyuan remained hidden to the side, silently enjoying the show. He wanted to see this person’s Cultivation Techniques and methods to deduce his objective.

’And since he isn’t Ji Yuanjian,’ he thought, ’I really can’t bear to let him walk out of this Barbaric Wilderness. After all, the Barbaric Land is fraught with danger. It’s perfectly normal for a Golden Core Cultivator to die here.’

While Fang Qingyuan watched the show in peace, the battle between the Golden Core Gu Carving and the swordsman instantly became white-hot. In a flash, both sides had sustained injuries.