Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

Fang Qingyuan waited patiently for about ten days before finally getting in touch with Bear Wind. Hearing what Bear Wind had to say, Fang Qingyuan was a little disappointed.

The Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard was heavily injured that day and then ran into Bear Wind. Bear Wind had intended to suppress his old neighbor directly, but just as he was about to succeed, he encountered the Old Lion’s Divine Thought Flying Insect avatar. Now, neither of the two Nascent Soul Ancient Beasts dared to act rashly.

Although the Old Lion didn’t do anything to them, Bear Wind had survived for so many years by being shrewd and cautious. In other words, he was a coward.

So, taking advantage of the Old Lion’s appearance, the Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard forced itself to flee, while a dejected Bear Wind gave up the chase.

However, Bear Wind stated that the Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard had first been grievously wounded by Chu Hongshang and Yuan Duo, and then its injuries worsened under his own attacks. Even if it went into hiding to recuperate, it would take decades to fully recover.

Therefore, there was no need to worry about the Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard retaliating from the shadows.

Was that what Fang Qingyuan was worried about?

He was lamenting the fact that such a massive Nascent Soul Ancient Beast had just gotten away. If they had managed to kill it, what a huge fortune that would have been! The White Mountain Beast Taming Sect’s pioneering war effort was burning through Spirit Stones like water. Right now, it was all investment with no returns in sight.

But what was done was done, and there was nothing Fang Qingyuan could do about it. With the Yuanhou Lion Dance involved, they were lucky to have even survived.

Lechuan had also reported this news to Ancestor Yue’e of the Beast Taming General Mountain, but no new instructions had come back yet. Thus, Lechuan had to proceed with the original plan, dispatching numerous small groups of disciples into the Barbaric Wilderness to clear out the demon beasts.

These squads were typically led by Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Two or three Foundation Establishment Cultivators would lead thirty to forty Qi Cultivation Cultivators. They used Secret Techniques to communicate with each other, and with the addition of their respective Companion Beasts, a team of this strength could easily steamroll the mindless demon beasts of the Barbaric Wilderness, as long as they didn’t run into a Golden Core Demon Beast.

As for the Golden Core Demon Beasts, ever since their ancestor, the Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard, had vanished without a trace, and after the Black Poison Frog and Wind Master Sheep had been picked off, with another one killed later on, only four Golden Core Demon Beasts remained. All of them were in hiding, too afraid to show their faces, let alone take the initiative to attack these human squads.

Besides, the Golden Core Cultivators like Situ Jingyu were eager to encounter the remaining Golden Core Demon Beasts to completely eliminate this lingering threat.

The Wilderness Demonic Beasts were basically all like this. Once they lost the Nascent Soul Ancient Beast that kept them in check, they were worse than a pile of loose sand.

Fang Qingyuan had Jiang Wanqin and Jiang Tianfang take disciples from the Qingyuan Sect to participate in this operation as well. For insurance, however, Fang Qingyuan dragged Jinbao out of the Immortal Mansion and had it mix in with the Qingyuan Sect’s team.

With Jinbao’s current strength, it could hold its own against a Golden Core Demon Beast for a short time. In fact, if it went all out, it wasn’t impossible for it to dominate a Golden Core Demon Beast in a fight.

Just look at what Jinbao had been eating all these years. It had been fed quite a bit of Bear Wind’s Golden Spirit Origin, and Fang Qingyuan had also given it the Forest Dao Fruit he had obtained. Now, Jinbao was just a hair’s breadth away from the Late-stage Foundation Establishment realm.

For a being that had once reached Divinity Transformation and was now consuming so many high-end spiritual materials, fighting an enemy a full major realm above itself was only natural, wasn’t it?

Fang Qingyuan also wanted Jinbao to get more real-world experience. Since becoming his Companion Beast, the number of real fights Jinbao had been in could be counted on one hand. This was because Fang Qingyuan himself was not fond of taking risks.

But he was raising Jinbao to be a War Beast, after all. Fang Qingyuan himself had already reached Core Formation, yet Jinbao was still at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment. That was simply unjustifiable. A Spirit Beast had to grow through battle.

Otherwise, by always staying by Fang Qingyuan’s side in the Immortal Mansion, Jinbao was just getting fatter and fatter.

So, Fang Qingyuan steeled his heart and decided to let it go fight in the Barbaric Wilderness. Besides, if it couldn’t win, it could always run straight to Bear Wind. Fang Qingyuan wasn’t the least bit worried about Jinbao’s safety.

After taking care of these matters, Fang Qingyuan found himself with a lot of free time. With the Namo Cloud-Clawed Lizard gone, this thousand-mile stretch of the Barbaric Wilderness would become the territory of the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect. If not for the potential appearance of the Yuanhou Lion Dance, the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect’s allied forces would have already marched into Moyun Valley, a Fourth-rank Spiritual Land.

Now was the cleanup and construction phase. Matters like these would naturally be handled by Vice Sect Leaders like Ling Ziqing. Fang Qingyuan, as part of the guest forces, had nothing left to do.

As for helping to clear out the remaining Golden Core Demon Beasts in the Barbaric Wilderness, Fang Qingyuan felt that Situ Jingyu and her team were enough. His mind was mostly on the Spirit Fields in his Immortal Mansion.

With so many Spirit Fields, every day they lay fallow was a loss of countless Spirit Stones. Moreover, the Spiritual Qi and vital energy released as the Spirit Fields matured were also things Fang Qingyuan desperately needed.

Fang Qingyuan had no desire to go rummaging through the ditches of the Barbaric Wilderness. He just wanted to farm and make money right now.

After speaking with Lechuan, Fang Qingyuan left the Military Array Great Stronghold and prepared to head to the Qingyuan Sect.

He needed to go back and take stock of his assets, then decide whether to buy the Spirit Field Puppets or build them himself. Buying them would be convenient but expensive. Building them himself wouldn’t necessarily be cheaper, and he lacked the extra manpower. However, if he could build them, future maintenance would also be easier. He couldn’t just have someone come over for repairs every time one broke. Over time, with such a large number of puppets, it would be inevitable that someone would notice something was amiss.

Fang Qingyuan was lost in thought as he flew high in the sky on his Magical Artifact. After a moment, his brow furrowed slightly. He looked ahead. Behind a cloud, there was an obscure aura.