My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Add some points!"

When the time came, Fang Yuan returned to his own courtyard and began his cultivation.

Today, all the acupoints can be opened!

[You have cultivated diligently for a year, breaking through two barriers in succession, and your physical condition has improved in all aspects. However, you lack the ability to concentrate your divine sense, and your cultivation has not yet made a substantial breakthrough.]

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A surge of heat instantly coursed through Fang Yuan's calves and soles, then spread throughout his entire body, as if he had broken through the last two barriers.

The acupoints throughout the body can subtly build invisible bridges, creating resonance, and instantly fill one with a sense of abundant power.

"My strength has exceeded five thousand jin!"

This is without using any internal energy; pure physical strength alone can easily overwhelm someone in the mid-stage of the Innate Realm.

"It seems that the talent of the Heavenly Origin Realm cannot be directly applied to tempering the spirit and condensing the divine sense."

This talent is more like a direct boost to cultivation level, while the spiritual and physical aspects are secondary benefits.

"My mental strength is a little stronger, but it's very limited."

Fang Yuan wants to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, but the only hurdle he faces now is to condense his divine sense.

"I remember there are pills that can increase spiritual power. If I combine them with the Soul Technique, I will definitely be able to make rapid progress every day."

……

"You didn't offend Fang Yuan at the Drunken Dream Pavilion last night, did you?"

Fang Qian's dantian was destroyed, and he returned to the Fang residence that very night, partly to heal his injuries and partly to complain to his father.

"Never has it."

Fang Qian recounted the whole story truthfully, but judging from Fang Yiming's appearance, he didn't seem like he would stand up for him.

"Fang Yuan went too far."

Fang Yiming remained silent for a long time before slowly uttering these words.

Fang Qian may not be a good person, but he has worked hard even if he has no merit. To ruin his dantian for such a small matter is a bit too much.

He is, after all, an elder of the family; even if we don't respect him, we should at least respect him.

He probably didn't realize that Fang Yuan's decision not to kill Fang Qian was already a great concession to him.

"Since you didn't talk back to Fang Yuan, I'll go talk to the family head later and see if I can get you some medicinal herbs to repair your dantian."

Disrespecting superiors is a major taboo in the Fang family!

"Thank you, Father!"

Seeing his father's confidence, Fang Qian's expression immediately brightened, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

As an elder, Fang Yiming was qualified to meet the family head, and soon arrived at Fang Zhongwu's study.

But before long, Fang Yiming walked out with a livid face.

Fang Qian waited at home full of hope, but seeing his father's expression, he dared not say a word and ran back to his residence to rest.

at the same time.

Fang Yuan arrived at Fang Zhongwu's study almost simultaneously.

My father was still as busy as ever, after all, he had to manage the affairs of the entire family, and there were many trivial matters to attend to.

Fang Yuan explained his purpose.

"The Spirit Gathering Pill has a very good effect, especially in concentrating spiritual consciousness."

Fang Zhongwu waved his hand, and several more jade bottles appeared on the desk, as if they had been prepared in advance.

"Father, does your spatial ring have everything?" Fang Yuan asked with a strange look in his eyes.

Fang Zhongwu glanced at Fang Yuan, but didn't answer. He said, "Fang Yiming came to see me today."

There were only a few dozen elders in the family, so Fang Yuan naturally knew who Fang Yiming was.

"Did he come to apologize?"

Fang thought his father wanted to use this incident to give him a warning.

Who would have thought?

"From now on, we don't need to be so gentle in our actions. People like Fang Qian can be killed without hesitation, so as not to tarnish the family's reputation."

So domineering!

Those who aren't in this position need to consider the bigger picture and maintain a balance.

"His father isn't even an elder in the council, so there's no need to worry about him," Fang Zhongwu said indifferently.

The elders of the Fang family are all at the Foundation Establishment stage, but the power they possess is completely different.

Those who are truly qualified to enter the inner sanctum are the elders of the council, who are authorized to sit in the council hall to discuss important family matters.

As the young master of the family, Fang Yuan held a noble status and was qualified to sit in the meeting hall.

Therefore, Fang Zhongwu dismissed Fang Yiming with just one sentence.

"How about we transfer this matter to the Enforcement Hall?"

Some things may seem insignificant on a scale, but once weighed, they can be incredibly heavy.

Behind every elder, there is often a branch lineage.

This is why Fang Yiming's first question was whether Fang Qian had offended Fang Yuan, and only then did he address the matter of his Dao Dantian being destroyed.

"The matter at Qinggang Village should be nearing its end, which is a good opportunity to practice."

Fang Zhongwu's words clearly implied that he intended to sentence Qinggang Village to death.

"I'll focus on improving my skills a bit more these next couple of days."

Fang Zhongwu nodded slightly. The 108 acupoints of the Innate Realm were indeed a major hurdle, blocking many geniuses.

Back at the villa.

Fang Yuan summoned Xiao Zi and asked him to invite Bai Mian Shou to the family to make several disguise masks for the fifth leader of Qinggang Village and others.

Xiao Zi had some doubts, but she didn't ask any more questions. She just had to do what the young master told her to do.

"We need to ask the family's martial arts instructors to give guidance to the girls they've taken in from time to time."

Fang Yuan stated that he absolutely did not want to see Miao Yunshang; his main purpose was to cultivate his own power.

After a moment's thought, Fang Yuan went to the martial arts arena and found a tall martial arts master, a seventh-level innate martial artist named Fang Rong.

This person happened to be the younger brother of Deacon Fang Zheng.

"Greetings, Young Master. I will obey any orders you may give."

Fang Rong never imagined that he could gain the favor of the young master of the family. By getting in touch with him, his future would be bright!

Teaching a few people who haven't even set foot in the martial arts world is no challenge at all.

With Fang Yuan's support, Miao Yunshang arranged a house in the inner city that morning, not far from the other girls.

The house is a two-bedroom apartment with a courtyard. It's not large, but it's exquisite and compact, and the environment is very quiet.

"Young master, those disciples should be given a sense of belonging."

Miao Yunshang served Fang Yuan with utmost care and consideration.

"How about we call it Listening to Rain Pavilion, and you become the pavilion master? We can set up other positions when the pavilion becomes larger in the future, but for now, we'll leave it to you."

Fang Yuan promised, "You can contact Xiao Zi if you need any cultivation resources, techniques, or martial arts skills."

"But there is one thing we must never do: clash with the Fang family. We must not reveal even a fraction of what we have learned."

Miao Yunshang, born into the Murong family of the royal city, was naturally well-versed in these rules and nodded slightly.

Before long, Fang Yuan arrived at the location of Tingyu Pavilion. All the disciples came out to greet him, their hearts filled with gratitude and their faces showing respect.

Born in a chaotic world, it is a blessing to have a place where one can live a peaceful life.

Having food to eat when hungry and clothes to wear when cold is a lifelong luxury for most ordinary people.

These people are already at the very bottom of society.

Now that I hear I can still read books, study, and cultivate Taoist magic, how can I not be excited and thrilled?

The Way should not be lightly transmitted.

Even the ancient books available to scholars were monopolized by powerful clans and aristocratic families. To transcend class boundaries was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

Becoming a martial artist, or even a cultivator, was something they wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Now, Fang Yuan has given them a place to belong, a place where they would give their all, even die for him.

"From now on, there will be regular assessments. If you neglect your cultivation, you will be expelled from Listening Rain Pavilion."