My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Is the Murong family preparing to annul the engagement?"

Fang Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly.

Scenes were already flashing through my mind, a complete process.

They looked down on me, came to my door to provoke me, broke off our engagement, and I was humiliated...

Then, he should have uttered the famous line, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."

Thinking about this, he started to get a headache.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Zhongwu was taken aback for a moment, then asked seriously, "Where did the news of the annulment of the engagement come from?"

Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't care much about his fiancée, but it was still quite frustrating to see a scene like this.

"Back then, it was the Murong family that took the initiative to extend goodwill and request a marriage alliance."

Fang Zhongwu deliberately avoided mentioning the Qingyun Sect, saying, "There are some issues now, so it's normal to have some thoughts, but breaking off the engagement is unlikely."

The Murong family is a prominent family in the capital and they value their reputation highly. If they break off the engagement right after someone gets into trouble, what will the world think?

Half a year ago, before Fang Yuan even participated in the Qingyun Sect's trials, the Murong family sent someone to propose marriage.

It has a bit of a gamble involved.

"I remember taking care of my fiancée, whom I wasn't very close to, during the trial. Now she should be a formal disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

Some memories flooded Fang Yuan's mind.

Becoming a disciple of the Qingyun Sect is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, a status comparable to that of a prince or princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, extremely prestigious.

He is currently just the young master of a prominent family in the county town, and the two are still of very different statuses.

Based on normal logical reasoning, Fang Yuan felt that the annulment of the engagement was inevitable.

Instead of doing that, why not take the initiative, divorce her, and give her freedom?

Fang Yuan told his adoptive father about his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhongwu's eyes widened slightly, as if he was stunned by his astonished thought process, and he immediately felt dissatisfied.

"This is not child's play; doing this will completely offend the Murong family."

Compared to the major families in the royal city, the Fang family's overall strength is only slightly weaker.

However, this does not mean that the Fang family can disregard the Murong family's attitude and arbitrarily break off the engagement.

"That's settled then."

Fang Yuan sighed, not wanting to dwell on this unfounded matter any longer. He put away the medicinal herbs and prepared to leave the study.

"Dad, when are you going to give me a spatial ring? It's so tiring to carry this around." Fang Yuan blurted out.

Mount Sumeru can be contained in a mustard seed, and a mustard seed can contain Mount Sumeru.

The spatial ring is a self-contained space that can store items and possesses various mysterious features.

"With your current cultivation level and the spatial ring you're wearing, isn't that just blatantly telling others that you're a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered?"

Fang Zhongwu didn't hold back in his attack.

Space rings are extremely expensive; even a small family in a county town couldn't afford one even if they exhausted all their wealth.

This is still at the point where there's a price but no market for it.

"Use the Qiankun Bag as a temporary measure. I'll give it to you when you reach the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Fang Zhongwu took out a light gray cloth bag from the cabinet under the table. The bag was only the size of a palm and looked unremarkable.

"Thank you, Dad."

The Qiankun Bag contains a hidden space, similar to a space ring, but its capacity is generally smaller, yet its price remains high.

Looking across the vast Fang family, there are no ordinary elders.

Fang Yuan used a blood-dripping method to make the Qiankun Bag recognize him as its master, then with a wave of his hand, he elegantly put away the medicinal herbs and left.

"This kid seems a bit different from before..."

Fang Zhongwu watched Fang Yuan leave, a hint of relief appearing on his dignified face, and a touch of gentleness in his eyes.

The original Fang Yuan only knew how to practice martial arts and was completely ignorant of matters of the heart. He was also stubborn in his dealings with others.

Perhaps it wasn't that he didn't know, but that he simply didn't want to waste time on it.

……

"It's time to prepare for breaking through to the Innate Realm."

Back in his room, Fang Yuan took a deep breath, composed himself, and prepared to return to his peak condition.

He opened the jade bottle containing the Qi Condensation Pills and was surprised to find three perfect-quality Qi Condensation Pills inside.

The round pills were covered with dense red patterns, like the prominent veins on human skin, and emitted a faint fragrance.

"It seems that Father knew I made a promise, so he gave me extra pills."

Fang Yuan had promised on stage that he would give Fang Ke'er a Qi Condensation Pill when she broke through to the Innate Realm, so there were obviously extras here.

Otherwise, usually just two pills are enough.

"To reach the Innate Realm, one needs to continuously refine the true qi within the body, thereby condensing it into a pillar in the dantian."

"This process cannot be interrupted, and there must be a continuous flow of true qi to gather in the dantian pillar."

Fang Yuan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and quietly began to circulate the Xuanming Technique, his consciousness sinking deep into his dantian.

Before swallowing the pill, Fang Yuan tried to continue refining his true qi, but found that the quality of his true qi was already very high and there was no way to improve it further.

"It seems that the year of arduous training in the Tianyuan Realm was not without its gains."

Although he did not successfully return to the Innate Realm, he solidified his foundation, something Fang Yuan had never done before.

Imagine, once you reach the ninth level of the Day After Tomorrow realm, who wouldn't want to seize the time to break through to the Innate realm?

Why would one keep refining oneself at the same level?

Skipping the refining step, Fang Yuan swallowed the Qi Condensation Pill directly, and its effects were quickly released into his body.

The first to react was the true qi in the dantian, which surged up instantly, filling the entire dantian and continuing to expand.

Fang Yuan concentrated intently and quickly gathered his inner energy to the center of his dantian, where it swirled around an invisible pillar and was poured into it.

Otherwise, if the true energy in the dantian exceeds its limit, it will self-destruct!

This process is tedious and mechanical.

I don't know how much time has passed.

At the center of Fang Yuan's dantian, a towering pillar of true qi appeared, like a stabilizing needle, capable of suppressing all the true qi overflowing within his body.

at the same time.

Fang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. Invisible ripples spread from his body, making the windows creak.

The sudden commotion aroused the servants' curiosity, but due to Fang Yuan's warning, no one dared to make a move.

Before long, Fang Yuan calmed down and everything returned to calm.

"The Innate Realm is indeed much stronger than before."

Fang Yuan clenched his powerful fist; the amount of true energy stored within his body had increased more than tenfold.

"I'm fine."

Fang Yuan pushed open the door, dismissed the worried servants who were gathered outside, and looked at the maid to ask.

"Have you prepared anything delicious?"

Fang Yuan is eating a lot every day now, as if his body needs a lot of energy to replenish itself.

This is all thanks to the Fang family.

Normally, even those beast meats or stewed spiritual herbs are things that ordinary cultivators at the Innate Realm wouldn't dare to eat every day.

Fang Yuan stood in the courtyard, looking at the sky dyed red by the sunset, a scene as beautiful as a painting, and was inexplicably stunned for a moment.

"Almost a day has passed."

Fang Yuan was relieved that condensing the pill pillar didn't take too long, otherwise he would have missed the opportunity to add points today!

After eating and drinking his fill, Fang Yuan enjoyed the service of beautiful maids and began his cultivation practice.

Add some points!

[After a year of arduous cultivation, the true energy surrounding your dantian has accumulated to three layers, becoming increasingly refined, and your cultivation has reached the third level of the Innate Realm!]