Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

As Shangguan Yanzi’s aura surged like nuclear fission, Fang Qingyuan had yet to react, but the surrounding onlookers couldn’t take it anymore and scattered in all directions. Only a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators held their ground, determined to watch the spectacle.

Shangguan Yanzi understood the principle of cutting off the head of the snake. There was no point in getting entangled with the Three-legged Strange Bird; capturing the outsider was the real goal.

So Shangguan Yanzi shifted his attack, and a surging Sword Intent swept toward Fang Qingyuan. But in the next instant, he saw a Dharma True Spirit with the head of a turtle and the tail of a snake appear before Fang Qingyuan. Its coiled form was a perfect union of motion and stillness, creating an impenetrable defense that completely blocked his explosive Sword Intent.

"Two forms at once?"

A gasp of surprise made Shangguan Yanzi’s heart jolt. He immediately realized he was unlikely to come out on top today.

However, Fang Qingyuan wasn’t finished. Beside the Black Tortoise Dharma Aspect, more True Essence swirled into the air, twisting and condensing until a new shape took form. This Dharma Aspect had a massive frame, its back arched and its body tensed as if to pounce. The very air around it roared, shaking the area. It was unmistakably a gigantic White Tiger formed of Gold Spirit.

As the White Tiger Dharma Aspect appeared, it lunged forward with a single swipe. The blow struck Shangguan Yanzi’s Magic Sword with such force he nearly lost his grip. This Geng Metal White Tiger was incomparably sharp, its claws deadlier than any Magical Artifact. In terms of sheer volume of Magical True Essence, Shangguan Yanzi was clearly no match for Fang Qingyuan.

Each of the three True Essence Transformation Dharma Aspects radiated its own immense pressure. Their combined force stacked together, severely disrupting Shangguan Yanzi’s explosive, lava-like Sword Intent. Buildings within a hundred-meter radius began to tremble. The Sword Pressure he had directed at Fang Qingyuan was battered and warped until it completely disintegrated.

At this point, anyone could see that Shangguan Yanzi was no match for Fang Qingyuan. Yet, he refused to concede defeat. With a furious roar, he forcibly gathered his energy and shot backward, putting distance between them.

This wasn’t a retreat. It was a tactical move to lessen the crushing pressure from the three simultaneously manifested Dharma Aspects, allowing him to regroup and prepare for an even fiercer clash.

As he retreated, his face flushed crimson. A fiery-red line appeared on his forehead between his eyes, looking as if a third eye was about to open.

A crimson light flickered within the blood-line. This was Shangguan Yanzi’s Innate Divine Technique: the Great Decomposition Divine Eye. Once opened, it would emit a ray that could melt metal and dissolve bone. It was an incredibly tyrannical technique, capable of breaking down anything it touched.

At that moment, the broad Magic Sword in his hand began to hum. In a flash, it dematerialized, left his grasp, and began to orbit his body. His fission-like Sword Intent surged by two whole levels as he forcefully unleashed power equivalent to four times his normal True Essence Magical Power.

Fang Qingyuan saw this and narrowed his eyes, his brow furrowing. ’This guy is such a sore loser. Fine then. I’ll just have to beat you into complete submission.’

Thus, Fang Qingyuan pointed a finger at the White Tiger Dharma Aspect. In that instant, he drew an endless torrent of Gold Spirit Power from his Immortal Mansion and channeled it into the form.

His Immortal Mansion had previously absorbed the primal Gold Spirit Power from two separate Nascent Soul Ancient Beasts. Though the Immortal Mansion had assimilated all of the power, it still contained insights into the Great Dao that those beasts had comprehended over thousands of years of cultivation.

Now, Fang Qingyuan borrowed and extracted these insights from his Immortal Mansion, channeling all of them into the White Tiger.

As the insights of the Great Dao suffused its form, the White Tiger Dharma Aspect began to stride forward with a calm grace. With every step, the stripes on its body grew sharper, and the "king" character on its forehead became crystal clear.

Its long tail swayed gently, and the deep growl rumbling in its throat sounded terrifyingly real. Around its body, the Gold Spirit Power expanded, flickering and dancing like flames. The entire White Tiger Dharma Aspect now looked like a Demon Fiend straight out of Hell, its ferocious, baleful aura sweeping across the area.

"Aaaah!"

Stared down by the White Tiger Dharma Aspect, Shangguan Yanzi felt terror flood his heart. This was partly due to the pressure emanating from the tiger, but also because Fang Qingyuan was secretly employing his Mind Divine Techniques. He stirred Shangguan Yanzi’s emotions and desires, causing him to lose his footing and fall into disarray.

The White Tiger Dharma Aspect tensed as if to pounce. Spurred by this, Shangguan Yanzi subconsciously stumbled back a few more steps. Though he knew it was irrational, he attacked first.

’Decomposition Divine Eye!’

The blood-line on Shangguan Yanzi’s brow split open, and a beam of light as brilliant as a diamond shot out, aimed directly at the White Tiger Dharma Aspect.

The surrounding spectators gasped. "Why is he aiming at the White Tiger Aspect? He should be targeting the Cultivator who cast the technique!"

But these people didn’t know that Shangguan Yanzi’s mind was completely dominated by the White Tiger Dharma Aspect. The pressure it exerted on him felt like a bottomless abyss.

That was why Shangguan Yanzi had chosen to unleash his Innate Divine Technique on the White Tiger Dharma Aspect.

The Decomposition Divine Eye was as powerful as expected. Once fired, the beam was impossible to dodge, no matter how the White Tiger Dharma Aspect tried to turn ethereal or dissipate its form. An instant later, more than half of the White Tiger’s body had been decomposed. Only a small portion remained solid; the rest scattered like smoke.

Before Shangguan Yanzi could even smile at this outcome, the space around Fang Qingyuan began to twist again. It looked as though he was about to manifest another True Essence Dharma Aspect.

The onlooking crowd collectively gasped, sucking in the scorched air. The sheer abundance of this White Mountain Person’s True Essence was simply peerless among cultivators of the same rank.

True Essence Transformation was visually spectacular, but it came at the cost of consuming an astonishing amount of True Essence. It was common for a cultivator’s stamina to give out.

But not only was Fang Qingyuan not finished after three True Essence Transformations, he was now condensing a fourth. It was simply unbelievable.

’We’re all Cultivators, so how is his Magical Power so ridiculously abundant?’

Before envy could fully surface in the hearts of the onlookers, Fang Qingyuan’s fourth True Essence Dharma Aspect revealed itself. It was a Starry Sky Bear, its body suffused with Constellation Power, radiating a desolate and ancient aura.

"Stop! Who dares to cause a disturbance in Qi Yun Immortal City? Left and Right Guards, seize these madmen!"

With that thunderous shout, a group of uniformly-dressed Cultivators appeared. The one in the lead was a late-stage Golden Core Cultivator, and there were two other Golden Core Cultivators within his squad.

The other thirty were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators. They immediately drew their Magical Artifacts and unleashed a barrage of attacks on Cao Jie and his companions.

Faced with the Qi Yun City patrol, Cao Jie and his companions didn’t dare to resist. With crestfallen expressions, they covered their heads, cried out in pain under the blows, and ultimately allowed themselves to be captured, awaiting judgment.

Meanwhile, upon seeing the city guards arrive, Fang Qingyuan dispersed his four Transformation Dharma Aspects and held out his hands, obediently waiting to be shackled.

After unleashing that strike with his Innate Divine Technique, tiny beads of blood seeped from Shangguan Yanzi’s forehead; the attack had clearly taken a heavy toll on him. He shot Fang Qingyuan a look filled with a storm of emotions before tossing his sword aside. He then simply sat down on the ground and lowered his head, his thoughts a mystery.

"Throw them all in jail! Tell their masters and Patriarchs to come here to claim them and accept their punishment! Fighting so fiercely over a woman... you people are truly shameless!"

The leading Golden Core Cultivator clearly recognized them. It looked like this wasn’t his first time dealing with these second-generation princelings.

Fang Qingyuan’s heart sank when he heard the punishment. ’If Lechuan finds out I got into a brawl over a woman in Qi Yun and has to come bail me out himself,’ he thought, ’I’ll never hear the end of his taunts.’

But then he glanced over and saw Cao Jie winking at him and mouthing the words, "I’ve got this." Fang Qingyuan felt a little relieved.

"What are you winking for? Straighten up, Eldest Young Master Cao! If your sister doesn’t come bail you out this time, you can forget about ever leaving this jail."

"Ah!"

Cao Jie’s expression soured instantly. He was clearly against having his sister bail him out. But the leading Golden Core Cultivator was determined to teach him a lesson. A wave of Magical Power struck out, sealing Cao Jie’s mouth so he couldn’t protest. The guard then hauled him into the air and flew toward the city jail.

Fifteen minutes later, Fang Qingyuan was thrown into a Qi Yun jail cell with a THUD. Before he could even get up, a mocking voice echoed from the darkness:

"Well, well, fresh meat. The next few days are going to be fun."

Fang Qingyuan turned to see a burly, bald man with dark skin and a vicious expression lounging in the dark cell. The man was eyeing him with malicious intent.

Upon being jailed, Fang Qingyuan’s storage bag had been confiscated and sealed. His Magical Power was completely suppressed, and he couldn’t access even a sliver of his cultivation.

But Fang Qingyuan didn’t panic. He glanced from the burly man to his own Five Elements Undying Dharma Body, which was as powerful as ever. He then cracked his knuckles and casually walked toward the man.