I Tame Beasts by Feeding

Chapter 59: Chapter 58: The Tree Wants to Be Still, but the Wind Will Not Stop

「Two weeks later.」

Yu Changsheng successfully concluded his work.

"Ten sets of ingredients, and I only succeeded with eight. What a shame."

Yu Changsheng looked at the fifty-five Qi Enhancement Pills neatly arranged before him and smiled.

That word, "only," seemed a bit inappropriate. After all, the success rate for other alchemists was about fifty-fifty. Only those who dedicated themselves to mastering a single elixir could achieve a rate of eighty or ninety percent.

And yet, he wasn’t satisfied with succeeding eight times, even feeling it was a shame. If outsiders knew, they would probably want to spit right at his head in disgust.

In reality, using the Three-coin Fire Refining Technique and his Tier Two Alchemy Dao proficiency, Yu Changsheng could have refined Tier One Qi Enhancement Pills with a perfect success rate across all ten batches.

It was only with the last two batches, in his pursuit of a higher pill count—striving for absolute perfection—that he lost his touch and ruined them.

He had progressed from producing five pills per batch at the beginning to a consistent eight pills per batch later on. However, increasing the pill count further or forming Pill Patterns was much more difficult, requiring an accumulation of experience through constant practice.

This kind of experience couldn’t be replaced by shortcuts.

’Fifty-five pills. At over one hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones each, I can sell them for a total of six thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones. That’s enough for me to buy the Spirit Chicken Garden.’

’It’s about time. I should go sell these for Spirit Stones now, just in case any complications arise from waiting.’

With that thought, Yu Changsheng put away the elixirs and headed to the First-Grade Medicine Hall.

"Elder Luo, I have a lead on the address for the Dark Stream Organization you asked about last time. This is a message from my family. Take a look."

After they had concluded their transaction, Xi Wenyu handed Yu Changsheng a slip of paper with the information he needed written on it.

"Bright Moon City? The Dark Stream Organization’s base is there?" freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Yu Changsheng was surprised after reading the note, but he soon felt it made perfect sense.

After all, Fish Market was right at the foot of the Wanxiang Sect. No matter how audacious the Dark Stream was, they wouldn’t dare set up a base here. If they were discovered, wouldn’t that be a direct provocation to the Wanxiang Sect?

In terms of scale, the Dark Stream was no match for the Wanxiang Sect. At the end of the day, it was just an underground assassin organization, a clandestine entity that couldn’t operate in the open.

In Wuzhou, the Three Gates and Six Sects called the shots, each governing their own territory. Even if the Profound Yin Sect was truly backing the Dark Stream, the Profound Yin Sect would never intervene if a conflict arose between them and the Wanxiang Sect.

The existence of a Purple Mansion True Monarch was an intangible deterrent.

There was nothing to be gained from a direct conflict between the Three Gates and Six Sects.

If the Dark Stream was wiped out, so be it. At worst, they could just send another Golden Core True Master to prop up a new Dark Stream.

"Thank you," Yu Changsheng said, nodding to Xi Wenyu.

"You’re too kind. If you ever go to Bright Moon City and need anything, Elder, you can bring your Honored Guest Elder Pill Master token to our Xi Family. Our family has been operating in Bright Moon City for several hundred years and has some influence. We should be able to help you to some extent," Xi Wenyu said with a smile.

"Alright, I’ll remember that."

After leaving the First-Grade Pill Hall, Yu Changsheng thought to himself, ’I probably won’t be going to Bright Moon City anytime soon. I’ll have to wait until I go back to visit the clan to deal with Wang Qizheng’s Assassin Token.’

Spirit Chicken Garden.

"Junior Martial Uncle Han, here are three thousand five hundred Spirit Stones. Please count them."

Yu Changsheng placed the Spirit Stones into a Hundred Treasures Pouch and handed it over.

"Mm, good. From now on, the Spirit Chicken Garden is yours. If I have the chance, I’ll come back to visit. Don’t run it into the ground, hahaha."

After sweeping the pouch with his Divine Sense, Junior Martial Uncle Han raised the Storage Ring on his finger, absorbed the pouch into it, and laughed cheerfully.

His trip to the border would be fraught with danger. The Spirit Stones he received from selling the Spirit Chicken Garden weren’t a huge amount in his eyes, but this transaction allowed him to sever his lingering attachment to the place.

"Alright, I depart tomorrow. This is the Array Flag for the Spirit Chicken Garden’s entire array. It has no offensive capabilities, but it can withstand multiple attacks from a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. It will last for another ten years here. After that, you’ll need to find those people at the Magic Peak to refine a new one for you."

After handing over the Array Flag, Junior Martial Uncle Han, his mind now free of worldly cares, rose into the air and departed.

Yu Changsheng gazed at the Spirit Chicken Garden, formed a hand seal, and summoned the Red Snake King and the Iron Carving King. He smiled and said, "From now on, this is our territory. You can play however you want."

The Red Snake King’s eyes lit up, and it hissed excitedly.

"You can’t eat the Spirit Chickens." Yu Changsheng’s face immediately darkened. "These chickens are useful. Iron Carving King, if you have time, you can get them to move around a bit. Help them produce more chicks."

Yu Changsheng turned to the completely bewildered Iron Carving King and instructed carefully, "Keeping them cooped up in the chicken pen all day isn’t good for breeding."

"I’ll teach you a game. It’s called ’Eagle Catches the Chick.’"

The Iron Carving King was stunned as it listened, but after hearing the whole explanation, it seemed to think it sounded like a lot of fun and began to flap its wings happily.

Then, it charged toward the flock of Spirit Chickens!

"Oh, right! Be careful with the strength of your talons! Don’t kill the Spirit Chickens!"

Yu Changsheng hurriedly shouted from behind.

Although the Spirit Chickens were Tier One Fourth or Fifth Layer, they were no match for the Iron Carving King in terms of strength. At the end of the day, they were just livestock, only slightly stronger than ordinary mortals.

"SKRAWK! (Don’t worry, Master!)"

The Iron Carving King seemed to be laughing as it spread its wings and landed before the Spirit Chickens.

It scared the Spirit Chickens into a chaotic frenzy, and they scattered in every direction. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

That day became a nightmare for the Spirit Chickens.

With a territory to call their own and a chance to let loose, sounds of laughter filled the air. A tense string in Yu Changsheng’s heart loosened slightly, and a smile touched his lips.

But such good times were not to last.

Several days later, a letter from the Yu Clan was delivered into his hands.

"The Yu Clan disciple who delivered the letter was seriously injured. I’ve arranged for a physician in Fish Market to treat him. He should survive."

Steward Chang came to the Spirit Chicken Garden and handed a blood-stained letter to Yu Changsheng.

One look at the letter was enough to know that a great calamity had befallen the Yu Clan!

"Thank you, Steward Chang."

After seeing Steward Chang off, Yu Changsheng frowned deeply, opened the letter, and after reading it, slammed his fist into the wooden fence of the nearby chicken pen.

"CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK!" The terrified Spirit Chickens backed away and flew about in a panic.

"The Chen Family has gone too far!" A vicious glint flashed in Yu Changsheng’s eyes.

The letter didn’t contain many words, but the hasty, scrawled handwriting indicated the situation was critical.

It all started a week ago.

After the Yu Clan received the sect’s new regulations, they were required to pay two hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones annually as tribute. But the clan was already poor, with meager yearly earnings. How could they possibly afford it?

Therefore, the Yu Family began to expand its business, divesting from all its secular, silver-tael-based ventures to focus solely on Spirit Stone-related enterprises. It was then that the Chen Family heard the news and came to their door proposing a partnership.

Both were Qi Refining Clans, but the Chen Family was much stronger than the Yu Family and had a wider network of connections. His father, Yu Chenghe, deliberated for many days, feeling the partnership was risky. However, under the persuasion of his uncle, Yu Zhiguo, he finally agreed.

Their first joint venture was in the Spirit Wine business, purchasing Pure Yang Wine from the Lin Clan of Dongyang City for resale. But to their complete shock, just as they began, the Chen Family backstabbed them on the road!

The Yu Clan suffered a heavy blow, losing two Qi Refining Cultivators. To top it all off, the Chen Family falsely accused them and demanded compensation. Now, they are trapped in Bright Moon City, afraid to even take a step outside.

His father, Yu Chenghe, had fallen ill from anger over the incident. In the end, it was his uncle, Yu Zhiguo, who wrote the letter to ask for help.

A flame ignited in Yu Changsheng’s palm, turning the blood-stained letter to ash.

"The tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease."

"If that’s how it is, then I’ll show this wind what a real Thunderbolt is!"