Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 644: On the Eve of Development

Fang Qingyuan's eyes slowly swept over Chu Xijing and Chu Xiyin, his eyes undisguisedly revealing his admiration for their qualifications.

These two Chu family disciples, one has a fire vein spiritual root, a third-level golden elixir cultivation, and his life-saving magic weapon, the seven-story exquisite tower, is extremely powerful;
The other one not only has an outstanding fire vein spiritual root, but also has an earth and gold spiritual root that has reached the earth level. At a young age, he has already reached the first level of golden elixir and his future potential is limitless.

If I didn't have the golden finger of the Immortal Palace, it would be difficult for me to build a foundation at their age.

Fang Qingyuan never thought that he had great talent. All his achievements were closely related to his Immortal Palace.

It’s a pity that such uncut jades are rare in my spiritual land. Compared with the Chu family’s foundation, it still lacks the accumulation of time.

After expressing his feelings, Fang Qingyuan said to Chu Shentong:

"Brother Chu, I will take my two nephews with me. Do you have anything else to tell me before I leave?"

Chu Shentong looked at the two of them, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally waved his hand, signaling Fang Qingyuan to take away.

Fang Qingyuan knew that Chu Shentong was not good at speaking, so he didn't want to say anything to comfort him before leaving. After all, it was an expedition and there was always a risk of falling.

If you say something too harsh, it will affect their mood.

So Fang Qingyuan patted Chu Shentong on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Brother Chu, no need to see me off. I'm going too."

After he finished speaking, Fang Qingyuan waved his sleeves, rolled up the two people underground, and turned into a streak of purple light and disappeared at a speed as fast as a white horse passing by in the blink of an eye.

After Fang Qingyuan took his men away, Chu Shentong was still looking at the direction they left, his face gloomy, as if he was feeling depressed and unable to relax.

"My two nephews, we are here."

Fang Qingyuan waved his sleeves, and the two geniuses of the Chu family came back to their senses after being somewhat dazed.

The escape technique that Fang Qingyuan had just used engulfed the two of them and really allowed them to experience the various mysteries that only a Nascent Soul cultivator could understand.

You know, the art of escape is not a common technique. Even with the talents of these two people, they have not mastered any kind of escape technique yet.

Normally, when traveling, he only relies on magic weapons and spiritual objects. Only at critical moments, will he spare no effort to use his true energy and magic power to force a burst of speed.

The journey they had just traveled was more than a thousand miles, but they arrived in just a short moment. At this speed, even if the two of them burst out with all their strength and risked their lives, they could not catch up.

It was at this time that the two of them realized that the strength of the uncle in front of them was probably much stronger than that of their own head ancestor.

"This is the place we chose to open up our small world. The fire veins here are gushing, and it has the advantage of the terrain. After you two enter the camp, there will be someone to take care of you. Go ahead."

Ahead was a bustling canyon. Under the deep canyon ground, red magma was exposed. Dozens of monks, each holding a corresponding formation tool, were busy working under the command of a short and fat old man.

At this time, the disciples of Qingyuan Sect came forward and led the two people from the Chu family to rest, and at the same time reported to Fang Qingyuan that Situ Jingyu from the Fire Area of ​​the Cave of the Beast Taming Sect had arrived.

When Fang Qingyuan heard that Situ Jingyu was here, he immediately smiled. He missed this cheap senior sister very much.

Situ Jingyu stayed in his tent, practicing his martial arts silently. Behind him, a phoenix figure appeared, vivid and extremely spiritual.

Below the fire phoenix, there was an illusion of a wailing palace, with all kinds of wronged souls struggling inside, all being refined by the fierce fire.

Every time a wronged soul was refined, it would be incorporated into the phantom of the fire phoenix above, and the addition of every ray of soul energy made the phantom of the fire phoenix more real.

After a long time, Situ Jingyu slowly finished her practice. She thought to herself that although this place was located in the Qiyun Holy Land, it was not a rare high-level spiritual place, but it was helpful for cultivation. Before Situ Jingyu could savor the taste of the spiritual energy here, Fang Qingyuan came with a voice transmission.

"Hey, Senior Sister, are you still busy?"

Fang Qingyuan's teasing voice, with its special tone, made Situ Jingyu's eyes light up. She hurriedly walked out of the tent and saw the handsome Fang Qingyuan, dressed in white with a smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Fang, uh, Sect Leader Fang."

Situ Jingyu hadn't seen Fang Qingyuan for many years, and was delighted to see him now. However, the difference in their status made Situ Jingyu subconsciously keep a distance.

Fang Qingyuan's eyes were as sharp as lightning and he easily saw through Situ Jingyu's thoughts. Is this the story of a young man and a wild beast?

"Senior sister, you are being too polite. If you hadn't gone to Black Evil City to help me, how could I have gotten the opportunity to build my foundation so easily? Do we still have to count based on our cultivation level?"

Fang Qingyuan stepped forward and pulled Situ Jingyu's sleeve, pulling her aside. Now that he had reached his level, looking down, he saw only flattering faces.

Looking up, however, it was hazy and unclear. He was not qualified to participate in the calculations between the gods.

Therefore, the old friend Situ Jingyu seems very precious.

Hearing Fang Qingyuan's words, Situ Jingyu had a complicated expression. Finally, she called out hesitantly, "Junior Brother Fang," and then the two smiled at each other.

A moment later, Fang Qingyuan came back from reminiscing about the past with Situ Jingyu. This time, he went to see Situ Jingyu mainly to remind him of the things he should pay attention to when opening up a new world.

Facing an unknown small world, the risks are naturally great, and as the convener of this development, Fang Qingyuan has made up his mind that he will not enter it personally.

A son of a wealthy family should not be a successor. Now that Fang Qingyuan has reached such status, it is not suitable for him to take the risk personally in such a dangerous and profitable matter.

On the contrary, the greatest benefit of opening up this small world will be distributed to the highest level, and the small circle of Nascent Soul cultivators formed by Fang Qingyuan will be the ultimate beneficiaries.

This is the benefit of power, and all of this is natural in the world of immortal cultivation. The strong are the most powerful, and the weak can only have a chance to turn things around by trying their best to climb up.

When opening up the Fantasy Fire Realm this time, Fang Qingyuan and several other Nascent Soul cultivators decided to send three hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators and twenty Golden Core cultivators in the early stages.

Of course, to be on the safe side, there are three Nascent Soul cultivators whose lifespans are about to end. These three are not Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qiyun Sect, but rather the heads of forces in the surrounding areas.

It might be for the possibility of breaking through the realm and prolonging their lifespan, or it might be to accumulate favors for their own sect members. If they were gone, they could still make Monk Qiyun express his gratitude. Therefore, the three of them were willing to be the first to enter the Fantasy Fire Realm.

The candidates have been chosen, and we are just waiting for Qi Yunzhong, the formation master, to build the teleportation formation.

Before this, everyone made final preparations. Among them, Wan Tianluo from Wanbao Pavilion directed his monks to move rare materials and powerful magical instruments into special storage containers.

These magical weapons exude powerful spiritual fluctuations, and each one is priceless. They were carefully selected by Wanbao Pavilion and are prepared to play an important role in the small world.

Guanghui Pavilion was also extremely busy. Their monks shuttled between various warehouses, selecting the most suitable materials for this operation, and also carried out final debugging and optimization of some magical instruments to ensure their performance was at its best.

The Tian family did the same. They mobilized a team of special cultivators, all of whom were masters of body training. They were equipped with the Tian family's unique heavy armor and magical weapons to ensure that no matter how bad the situation in the Fantasy Fire Realm was, they would be able to fight their way out.

Just as all parties were making intensive preparations, Mrs. Hua came to report on the caravan and brought some not-so-good news.

(End of this chapter)