My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Master, how is Yuan'er recovering from her injuries?"

In the Fang family's meeting hall, the head of the family, Fang Zhongwu, sat at the head of the table, flanked by the family elders on his left and right.

The one who asked was the Third Elder, who looked curious and seemed genuinely unaware of Fang Yuan's physical condition.

As the saying goes, a country cannot be without a crown prince, and the future leader of a family is equally important.

"Seventh Elder, please tell everyone about Yuan'er's specific situation."

Fang Zhongwu's face was expressionless; he spoke calmly and turned his gaze to the old man third from the right.

He was the highest-ranking alchemist in the Fang family and the actual controller of the medicine hall. He knew Fang Yuan's situation best.

"It's just a minor issue with your dantian; it will heal after a period of recuperation," the Seventh Elder said calmly.

"That's good."

No one pressed further, and the elders all showed expressions of relief.

"I have a five-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum here. Patriarch, take it and give it to Yuan'er to help her recover." The First Elder was very generous, and his expression was sincere.

But everyone present knew that the Grand Elder and Fang Zhongwu had a conflict, which stemmed from historical reasons.

"I also have a medicinal herb here."

"The Heart-Nourishing Bead has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing the spirit, so Yuan'er can wear it."

With the Grand Elder making his move, the other elders followed suit, each bringing out some of their treasured possessions.

"Then I will thank the elders for their concern on behalf of Yuan'er."

Fang Zhongwu accepted the gifts with a smile.

"The grand competition for the younger generation of Liuyun County will be held in a month. Should we adjust our lineup?"

The Third Elder suddenly spoke, and the atmosphere in the meeting hall immediately became somewhat strange.

"I think it's too early to make any adjustments," the Fifth Elder said calmly.

Neither of them mentioned Fang Yuan in their conversation, yet everything they said touched upon Fang Yuan, though they didn't explicitly say so.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a bit tense, Fang Zhongwu changed the subject and said, "We'll discuss this matter later."

"Last week, bandits from Qinggang Village repeatedly harassed our family's mines. What are your thoughts...?"

……

Fang Yuan was unaware of the details of the family meeting.

He was lying leisurely outside the courtyard, basking in the sun and eating fruit fed to him by a maid, looking very content.

"Young Master, how's the pressure I applied?"

A pretty woman in a light blue dress stood behind Fang Yuan, massaging his shoulders and asking softly.

"suitable."

Just as Fang Yuan spat out the fruit pit in his mouth, he saw a majestic figure striding towards him, and everyone who saw him bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Master!"

Fang Yuan looked at his adoptive father and tried to stand up, but was stopped by his father pressing his hand down.

"You're not fully recovered yet, you should rest more."

Fang Zhongwu's stern gaze swept over the servants around him. "You may all step back."

"Hey, this is a gift from your uncles and elders. Take good care of yourself and recover soon."

With a wave of his hand, Fang Zhongwu presented Fang Yuan with a variety of exquisite boxes and jade bottles.

Fang Yuan suddenly laughed. "Is that what the Grand Elder thinks too?"

"You brat, don't worry about what others think, you should see what they do," Fang Zhongwu said with a laugh.

Fang Yuan was quite helpless.

Many years ago, the Grand Elder was the rightful heir to the position of head of the Fang family.

But his own father suddenly returned from outside, shattering the Grand Elder's illusions and essentially taking his place.

From then on, the eldest elder's descendants, perhaps due to their fathers' relationship, frequently came to cause trouble for Fang Yuan.

However, Fang Yuan's talent was undeniable. Despite the age difference, Fang Yuan could easily suppress the younger generation.

No pressure at all!

"Some elders did raise some minor criticisms about you at this meeting, but don't take them to heart," Fang Zhongwu said.

Although the elders expressed their concern, proposing to adjust the younger generation at such an inopportune time was a test.

No one would propose deposing the young master at this time, but given the uncertainty surrounding Fang Yuan's injuries, there will be no shortage of struggles to come.

Fang Yuan waved his hand.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own. Some are devoted to martial arts, while others crave power and status.

Fang originally belonged to the former category, and he still does now.

"I know you don't care, but this position represents a privileged status and preferential treatment in terms of resources," Fang Zhongwu said in a deep voice.

Fang Zhongwu knew his son's nature well; he was a complete martial arts fanatic who only pursued the way of martial arts.

Fang Yuan chuckled and slowly opened his mouth, his words carrying an indescribable air of dominance.

"As long as I don't want to move, no one in the younger generation can shake my position."

He can now truly travel 80,000 li a day while sitting still.

Each day increases one's cultivation level by a year's worth of arduous training; the subsequent progress in cultivation can only be described as terrifying.

"In a few days, the medicinal materials to repair your dantian will be ready. Now focus on recovering. If you need anything, just let me know."

"Father, I have already destroyed my dantian."

Fang Yuan's words are always surprising and outrageous.

"What did you say?!" Fang Zhongwu exclaimed in astonishment, "Destroy your dantian?"

"Have you considered the time this will take? It will seriously affect your path in martial arts."

Fang Yuan said earnestly, "If you want to go higher and further, you must have a solid foundation. You're the one who told me that."

Fang Zhongwu sighed deeply, but still respected his son's idea.

"But if you do this, you'll face difficulties later on."

Those who possess the aura of genius must also bear the pressure.

The fall from grace, from the highest point to the lowest, is a fall that most people cannot bear.

"During my trials at the Qingyun Sect, I obtained a secret technique that can quickly repair the dantian and even allow one to return to their peak condition."

After thinking it over, Fang Yuan decided to share some information with his adoptive father.

"That's good."

Fang Zhongwu did not show much surprise upon hearing the news; his calm demeanor puzzled Fang Yuan.

"In that case, let's not talk about destroying our dantian to outsiders. Let's just focus on repairing our dantian."

Fang Zhongwu pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"Father's thinking is indeed very thorough." Fang Yuan agreed wholeheartedly.

After seeing off his adoptive father, Fang Yuan closed the door and instructed the maid to stand guard outside and not to disturb him.

"The source node has been updated today!"

It was a quarter past noon.

Fang Yuan noticed the changes on the attribute panel and immediately added points!

For a moment, Fang Yuan seemed to transform into a vortex, constantly absorbing true energy.

[After a year of arduous cultivation, you have successfully solidified the atomized true energy within your body, and condensed the true energy into threads to form your dantian, breaking through to the Acquired Realm!]

After a while.

Fang Yuan looked inside his body and saw that his abdomen was covered in a hazy mist.

In the blink of an eye, strands of true energy condensed within the mist, intertwining and gradually forming a seven-zhang-high dantian.

The process was quick, taking less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

"I remember it took three whole days to build up my dantian," Fang Yuan recalled.

Returning to the Acquired Realm, Fang Yuan's heart remained calm and undisturbed; he was simply retracing the path he had already walked.