Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 524: Yinbao's Relaxing Time

When the Qingyuan Sect's beast ship fleet arrived at the territory of the Baishan Beast Control Sect, Lechuan had already received the news, so he took his disciples to greet them.

Fang Qingyuan and he are nominally master and disciple, but this time Fang Qingyuan came on behalf of the Qingyuan Sect, so Lechuan didn't need to put on airs.

Outside the mountain gate, Yin Bao's figure slowly appeared and landed in front of the mountain gate like a mountain, scaring the spirit beasts of others to shrink back.

Seeing this scene, Yinbao let out a high-pitched cry of pride, obviously very proud.

Fang Qingyuan patted the guy's head before flying down from Yinbao's head, and then other disciples carried the goods down.

"Disciple greets Master, is Master doing well these days?"

Fang Qingyuan bowed to Lechuan. The gap between them in the past years gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

When the Baishan Beast Taming Sect suffered a disaster, Fang Qingyuan lent a helping hand. Since then, the grudge between the two has disappeared, and now they are working together to create a better future.

Le Chuan looked at the disciples behind Fang Qingyuan unloading the goods and said in silence:
"Everything is fine, but what are you doing?"

Fang Qingyuan looked back, with a smug look on his face:

"I got some local specialties from the outer sea, and I brought some back for you, Master."

After hearing this, Le Chuan looked around at his disciples, unable to suppress his elation, and then said to Fang Qingyuan:

"You are so thoughtful. Don't spend so much money next time."

Fang Qingyuan chuckled and said that he would definitely do it next time. With the support of everyone, the two of them entered the gate of Baishan Beast Taming Gate.

It has been about six or seven years since the tragedy in Awakening Lion Valley. Now, the vitality of the Baishan Beast Taming Sect has recovered a little, and there are more and more disciples coming and going. It is no longer as miserable and deserted as before.

"In the past few years, I have opened up many doors and recruited dozens of clean-minded cultivators from Baishan. In addition, some disciples were transferred from the main mountain, and dozens of Huo family disciples also came. Finally, this situation was supported."

Fang Qingyuan looked around, and wherever his eyes went, no matter how high or low their cultivation level was, they all bowed their heads and saluted to him. Some of the disciples among them looked quite old.

According to the Baishan Beast Taming Sect, as long as they put up a sign to recruit disciples, they don't have to worry about not having cultivators come to join them.

However, the situation in the Baishan Beast Taming Sect is now more complicated than before. Without the original harmony among the disciples, among the current disciples, the cultivators from Baishan stick together for warmth, the disciples of the Huo family are of the same blood, and the disciples of the Le family in the main mountain, relying on their relationship with Lechuan, look down on other fellow disciples with pride.

"When there are too many people, their hearts will be divided. However, I don't expect them to play any major role. They just need to set up the sect and slowly train the next generation. There will be no loss to the mortals affiliated with the sect. In just 30 to 40 years, a new generation of cultivators will be able to grow up."

Le Chuan spoke his true feelings to Fang Qingyuan. Although the Baishan Beast Taming Sect was large and had many disciples, Le Chuan could only repeat these words to Fang Qingyuan.

Following Le Chuan as they walked slowly through the mountain gate, Fang Qingyuan spoke to comfort them:
"That's right. The previous disciples have followed you for hundreds of years. They are like a family. Now these disciples need to get used to each other. It will be fine after a long time. Besides, the fifth-level fairy city of the Kaer family has been built. You will have no external advantage. With this fairy city as a barrier, which ancient beast in the wilderness can cross this fairy city to attack your territory?"

The location of Baishan Beast Taming Gate is the former Moyun Valley. Originally, there was a deadly threat from the Yuanhou Awakening Lion, but this danger has been verified once, and what remains is sweetness after bitterness.

Once the fifth-level fairy city of the Kaer family is built, the possibility of large-scale ancient beasts attacking Baishan will be blocked, and the Baishan Beast Taming Gate will be able to rest easy from then on.

Without external threats, it doesn't matter how the disciples of Baishan Beast Taming Sect behave. As long as Lechuan is alive, Baishan Beast Taming Sect will still be the leading large force in the vicinity of Baishan, and everyone will give it some face.

Originally, after this blow, any discerning person could see that Lechuan was going to die soon. But he had a good disciple who saved him with rare treasures. Now, whoever sees Lechuan will praise him for having good vision.

At Lechuan's age, other people's praise for him is not as good as that for Fang Qingyuan. When Lechuan hears outsiders praising Fang Qingyuan, his old face can be smiled out.

After talking about the sect's disciples, Fang Qingyuan asked about another matter that he was concerned about:

"Has Master's cultivation improved in the past few years? How long will it take to reach the ninth level of the Golden Core?"

Lechuan's life expectancy is there, and he cannot afford to slack off at all. Fang Qingyuan is afraid that he will delay his own practice because of being busy with the work of the Kaer family.

"I will naturally improve. It will probably take another three to five years to break through to the ninth level of the Golden Core. Don't worry, I won't sacrifice the essentials for the sake of trivial matters."

Fang Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that Lechuan had this attitude. Alas, he had really reached the age where he had to worry about the older generation.

Talking about disciples, cultivation, and business; Fang Qingyuan hadn't had such a good chat with Lechuan in several years. He left in a hurry during the outer sea disaster and was gone for three or four years. He then stayed in the Iron Wind Islands for two years. Time passed so easily.

Fang Qingyuan did not go to the quiet room to sit and talk with Lechuan. He liked this way of slowly strolling and chatting in the sect.

But the good times did not last long. Fang Qingyuan maintained this comfortable mood until his disciple came to report that Lingmu Chai Yi came to visit.

"Chai Yi? You don't usually come for several years. Why did you come now? You really picked a good time."

Le Chuan also frowned. Le Chuan always regarded Chai Yi, this old fox, as the most difficult character. However, there had never been any conflict between the Baishan Beast Taming Sect and the Lingmu League. Therefore, Le Chuan did not have much dislike for Chai Yi.

The reason why he frowned when he heard this was because Chai Yi was a man of many tricks and not an easy target. It would be best if he could not have any contact with him.

However, since the person has come to visit, Lechuan cannot refuse to see him. If he does so, it would be a slap in the face and would easily create enmity.

"Master, it's important to meet the guests. I still have plenty of time. If you don't mind, I would like to stay here for a few more days."

"That's great. In recent years, I have worked for the Kaer family and received some rewards. Among them are some rare foods. I will keep them for you. You must taste them before you leave."

"Then I must try it, Master, just don't feel bad."

"Haha, why would I feel bad? Just eat it without worry."

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Outside the mountain gate, Chai Yi looked at the monks coming and going to unload goods, and fixed his eyes on Yin Bao.

"This is a rare spiritual beast. If we build a fourth-order magic array on it, it will be able to withstand an attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator for a long time, right?"

Chai Yi's eyes were somewhat greedy. Even though the Lingmu League was a big family, they couldn't find a golden elixir beast of Yinbao's size. This was because the production of this kind of golden elixir beast was strictly controlled by the Beast Taming Sect from its infancy. If ordinary sects wanted to buy it, they could only get mediocre stuff with insufficient qualifications. Moreover, without the exclusive means of the Beast Taming Sect to cultivate it, it would be extremely difficult to cultivate it to the golden elixir realm.

"I remember that Zhao E Lian had a golden elixir beast in his hand before, and it seemed to be at the golden elixir perfection stage. However, the size of that beast seems to be a little different from the one in front of me."

Chai Yi recalled that when Zhao E Lian was the leader of the Southern Xinjiang Beast Taming Sect, his golden-threaded silver-backed ray, although very large, was still inferior to the one in front of him.

Later, Zhao E Lian was driven away, and no such large beasts of burden appeared in the Baishan area.

"What a waste! With such powerful blood energy, there is no fourth-order formation, and even no permanent third-order formation. In this way, how effective is it?"

Chai Yi had a look of regret on his face, which was why Fang Qingyuan was reluctant to place a fourth-level magic array on Yinbaobei Mountain. The fourth-level magic array required a huge amount of spiritual power to support it. In addition to spiritual stones, it also needed the help of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. This demand was very huge, and it was usually placed on a spiritual land to be supported by the ground veins.

If it is placed on Yinbao, then a part of the formation talisman will need to be buried in Yinbao's body, and when it is needed, the blood and energy of Yinbao will be extracted to activate this formation.

How could Fang Qingyuan bear to place such an arrangement on Yinbao, which would cause irreversible damage to the beast of burden? Even the third-level formation was detachable, and the structures on Yinbao's body could be removed at any time.

Yinbao was happily enjoying the offerings brought by the disciples of the Baishan Beast Taming Sect. Among them were thousands of the finest pigs and fishes, each of which jumped into Yinbao's big mouth alive. Yinbao was very happy eating these snacks.

There were also charcoal-grilled bulls, ten of them at a time, each one was three meters long. These were the staple food, and the pigs and fish were just appetizers and desserts.

After the wild bull, buckets of Ganoderma lucidum nectar were continuously sent to Yinbao's mouth. In addition, there were disciples using magic to wash every corner of Yinbao's body. There were more than a dozen cultivators busying around Yinbao, and Yinbao didn't need to move at all during the whole process.

Now Yinbao has become a little picky about food. He won't eat anything that is not cleaned or cooked.

Yin Bao would only eat food that had to be grilled or fried. Fang Qingyuan didn't understand his habit at the moment. Only in front of Fang Qingyuan would Yin Bao not be so particular.

This kind of life of being served by others was really luxurious, and made Yinbao so happy that he wanted to sneeze. He had encountered wild creatures of the same kind before when he was in the open sea. The look in their eyes that looked down on him made him very confused.

You are just a little thing building your foundation, and you are living a precarious life, with no food to eat and facing threats from natural enemies from time to time. How come you still look down on me?
After a one-sided beating, Yinbao finally realized that the other party valued freedom and looked down on him as a captive.

What's so good about freedom? Can you eat grilled beef every day? Can you have these little people come to serve you all the time, worrying that you will be sick, annoyed or bored?
So after Yin Bao treated the other party to several secret dishes, the other party spinelessly recognized Yin Bao as their leader and is currently serving in the Qingyuan Sect.

Thinking back to the comfortable life he had lived over the years, Yinbao's eyes were blurred with joy. If there were a few more females with long tails and broad bat wings together, it would be perfect.

It’s a pity that Yinbao is currently too big, and there is really no female camel ray that suits his taste. I’m afraid the only one that can meet Yinbao’s requirements is probably in the main mountain.

While Yin Bao was enjoying himself, Le Chuan also brought Fang Qingyuan out and welcomed Chai Yi in.

Le Chuan showed a sincere smile to Chai Yi, and he said:
"What a rare guest! City Lord Chai is always busy with official business. How come you have time today to come to my place?"

Chai Yi smiled brightly, asked his disciples to present the gifts, and said with a smile:
"The fourth-level Lingyi tea trees in Lingyuan are producing tea this year. This is made from the tenderest buds, and the craftsmanship is also the best. The tea art masters in the alliance kneaded it with their bare hands. I just thought of you when I finished it."

"Oh, fourth-level spiritual tea. It's rare, really rare. But there's only this little bit. I'm afraid it's not enough to drink."

Chai Yi's face froze slightly, and then he said proudly:
"Since Brother Le likes it, I don't want this year's share. Someone, go back and get my share and send it to Sect Leader Le."

Le Chuan watched Chai Yi's performance with a smile on his face, without any intention of dissuading him. Chai Yi couldn't see Le Chuan's movements, so he shouted at his men:

"Go quickly!"

Seeing that subordinate walking away with a troubled look on his face, Le Chuan said:
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed. I'm really sorry that Brother Chai spent so much money. Actually, I have enough to drink myself, but after all, I am here, and what I have now is not enough. How about you add some more?"

Chai Yi looked at Fang Qingyuan's expectant eyes and laughed dryly:
"The bulk of this fourth-grade spiritual tea will be sent to the mountain. I only have a few ounces of it, brother. I've already given it all to you. Don't worry about the rest."

Le Chuan went up to him and took Chai Yi's arm to show his affection, "Why should we be polite to each other? Since you are here, stay for a few more days and we can have a good chat. Qingyuan, go and do your own thing. I will entertain your uncle Chai."

"Yes, Master."

Fang Qingyuan turned around and left, just showing his face and leaving. This made Chai Yi very depressed, because he hadn't seen the whole story yet.

"Come on, let's talk inside. It's windy outside."

Chai Yi was dragged into the mountain gate by Lechuan, while Fang Qingyuan found a place to meditate. In the next few days, Chai Yi did not see Fang Qingyuan again.

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In a quiet room, Fang Qingyuan was practicing with his eyes closed. His soul was immersed in the Immortal Palace. He used a broader perspective to observe the development and evolution of the Immortal Palace's population of one million.

Nowadays, in the vast black land of the Immortal Palace, there are villages scattered like chessboard. Each village has no more than one or two thousand people, and there are very few large villages with more than three thousand people.

These villages are basically surrounded by a small river and large tracts of fertile farmland.

The source of the river originates from the lake where Yinbao had stayed before. Although the lake is large, the amount of water in it is obviously insufficient to supply so many villages.

In order to solve this problem, Fang Qingyuan used the third-level spiritual material [Xuanyuan Heavy Water] temporarily. This spiritual material was produced in an extremely deep abyss. Often a drop of [Xuanyuan Heavy Water] can contain the amount of water in a lake.

Every half a month, Fang Qingyuan would throw a piece of this spiritual material into the lake, allowing it to slowly release water to ensure that the water in the lake would not be cut off.

But this is not a long-term solution, Fang Qingyuan also knows that he has prepared to improve the large circulation system of water in the Immortal Palace. When the total water volume in the Immortal Palace reaches a certain level, it will begin to circulate itself.

With river irrigation and black soil, even if slash-and-burn farming is used, the grain yield per acre can reach two or three stones per acre.

According to the metric system established by Fang Qingyuan, one stone is fifty kilograms, which means that the farmland cultivated by these indigenous people can produce about two hundred to three hundred kilograms of grain per mu.

This is just an average. Some villages that know how to cultivate land can produce more than five stones per acre. Compared with the previous harvest of only about half a stone per acre on the deserted island, the black soil of the Immortal Palace is definitely the best arable land.

With food and water, basic life can be guaranteed, and the rest is nothing more than a matter of living standards.

And these are still being continuously improved.

(End of this chapter)