I tamed beasts and achieved immortality in the world of cultivation.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In a small courtyard halfway up Beast Taming Peak, before the morning mist had even dissipated, Chen Qing had already pushed open the door and stepped out.

His life has been simple and regular for the past month.

Early in the morning, Chen Qing took Qingtian and Danyu down the mountain to feed the fish. Danyu and Qingtian were responsible for feeding them, while he, a professional chicken farmer, took care of the chicken manure. Including changing the water and patrolling, each time took nearly two hours. After feeding, he would sit by the pond and meditate to cultivate the "Canglan Technique".

He fed her again in the evening, which took up two more hours, and then returned to the courtyard to continue cultivating the "Soul Nourishing Technique".

Day after day, life was as mundane as water.

But even in the mundane, there is a certain charm.

Chen Qing learned from Song Yang that although the disciples of Beast Taming Peak mainly rely on pills and time to slowly cultivate spirit beasts, there are also some auxiliary methods, such as targeted physical training.

"The physique of spirit beasts is just like that of us cultivators. It's not enough to rely on spiritual energy for nourishment; they also need to be trained. Look at Little Bear. When it was young, it was weak. I made it move stones and dig in the soil every day until it gradually became strong."

Recalling the scene of Song Yang patting the head of his own rock-armored bear, Chen Qing deeply agreed.

Qingtian is too thin and weak. His small body could be blown away by a strong wind. He must improve his physical fitness, otherwise how can he support Chen Qing?

Although Dan Yu is slender and well-developed, as a flying spirit beast, agility and speed are the key factors.

Therefore, Chen Qing formulated separate training plans for Qingtian and Danyu based on their respective strengths.

Qingtian focuses on strength training, such as lifting stone weights, climbing steep slopes, and carrying heavy objects; Danyu, on the other hand, emphasizes speed and agility, such as low-altitude flight through the forest, rapid changes of direction, and long-distance endurance flight.

In addition, Chen Qing also made a special trip to the ordinary people's market at the foot of the mountain and bought a lot of meat, eggs and milk.

To his surprise, Qingtian could actually eat meat, and had a pretty good appetite. Every time he finished training, he would hold a meat bone and gnaw on it with his mouth full of oil, his little belly round and full of satisfaction. Even his gaze towards Chen Qing became more affectionate.

Dan Yu is equally open to both meat and vegetables, but she has little interest in meat. She still elegantly pecks at the spirit grains and fruits. Occasionally, Chen Qing will hand her a piece of roasted meat, which she will hold in her beak, tilt her head to look at for a long time, and then gently put down, conveying a "no need" message. She is very aloof.

However, it did not slack off at all when it came to training.

Every morning after feeding the fish, Dan Yu would take flight and soar through the forests of Beast Taming Peak. Its slender figure would flash through the gaps in the trees, as fast as a white shadow, gradually acquiring a sharp and fierce aura.

Qingtian squatted in the courtyard, holding a stone lock that was bigger than its body, struggling to lift it up, its little face turning red, but it gritted its teeth and refused to put it down.

Chen Qing watched from the side, nodding inwardly.

In his spare time, he would occasionally go to Song Yang to ask about the methods of raising spirit beasts, and he also talked with the round-faced senior brother and the tall and thin senior brother a few times, learning quite a bit here and there.

Although Beast Taming Peak has declined and its traditions are lost, each of these senior brothers and sisters has their own set of insights.

Chen Qing humbly sought advice and benefited greatly.

……

That evening.

After feeding the fish, Chen Qing led Qingtian and Danyu back to the mountainside. Instead of going directly back to his courtyard, he passed by the gate and continued walking eastward along the mountain path.

After passing through an ancient forest and crossing a stone bridge, a small courtyard with a rustic style comes into view.

The courtyard wall was built of unpolished mountain stones, and the gate was made of two logs. A piece of animal bone hung on the lintel, with a few simple runes engraved on it, and a faint spiritual light flowed around it. The courtyard was more than twice the size of Chen Qing's room. There were several stone tables and benches in the courtyard, and a simple animal shed covered with dry grass in the corner.

This was Song Yang's residence.

As soon as Chen Qing reached the courtyard gate, he heard a burst of hearty laughter coming from inside.

"Junior Brother Chen is here!" The burly Song Yang came out of the courtyard to greet him. His blue disciple robe had a few animal hairs stuck to it, and his thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of smiles. "Come in quickly, we've been waiting for you."

Chen Qing bowed in greeting and led Qingtian and Danyu into the courtyard.

Five people were already seated in the courtyard.

The round-faced senior brother and the tall, thin senior brother were both there, along with three other unfamiliar senior brothers and sisters.

The round-faced senior brother is named Fang Yuan, and the tall and thin senior brother is named Shi Xiuyuan. Like Song Yang, they are both at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and they entered the sect eight or nine years earlier than Chen Qing.

"Junior Brother Chen, come, come, let me introduce you." Song Yang enthusiastically pulled Chen Qing along, pointing to each person, "This is Senior Brother Zhao, this is Junior Brother Sun, this is Junior Sister Li..."

Chen Qing greeted them one by one, and they all responded politely.

Qingtian perched on Chen Qing's shoulder, curiously observing everyone in the courtyard. Its golden-brown eyes blinked, and it shrank back into Chen Qing's neck somewhat timidly. Danyu stood beside Chen Qing, its long neck slightly raised, its black bean-like eyes sweeping over everyone with an air of detachment.

In a corner of the courtyard, several mythical beasts lay or stood—

Song Yang's Silver Moon Wolf lay beside a stone table, its eerie green eyes half-closed, its tail idly sweeping the ground; while the Rock Armor Bear squatted by the animal shed, clumsily munching on a spirit bamboo.

Fang Yuan's Pangolin was curled up in the corner, its scales gleaming with a faint earthy yellow luster under the moonlight; Shi Xiuyuan's Ironback Turtle slowly paced around the yard, its shell as black as iron, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The other three senior brothers and sisters also brought one or two spirit beasts, and for a time the courtyard was filled with howling wolves and chirping birds, making it quite lively.

At first, Qingtian was a little scared and huddled on Chen Qing's shoulder, not daring to move. However, the spirit beasts seemed to be influenced by the affinity emanating from Chen Qing and did not show any hostility. Some of them even came over to sniff it, their eyes gentle.

Qingtian gradually relaxed, jumped off Chen Qing's shoulder, and carefully approached the rock-armored bear, curiously touching the spirit bamboo in its arms.

The rock-armored bear glanced down at it, then moved aside somewhat clumsily, giving it half of the spirit bamboo.

"Squeak!"

Qingtian held Lingzhu in his arms, a hint of joy flashing in his golden-brown eyes.

Dan Yu remained aloof, standing alone in the courtyard under an ancient tree over a hundred feet tall, preening her feathers. Occasionally, a spirit beast would come over to greet her, and she would glance at it indifferently and call out softly in response.

Chen Qing found it amusing but ignored her.

Everyone sat around the stone table. Song Yang brought out several jars of spirit fruit wine from the house, and also brought out several plates of spirit fruit pastries, which he set out on the table.

In a short time.

The moonlight was like water, a mountain breeze blew gently, and the pines rustled in the wind, creating a scene reminiscent of a gathering of immortals.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since all of us fellow disciples who stayed on the peak have been together like this," Fang Yuan said with a smile, munching on a piece of pastry. "We're all usually busy with our own things, so it's rare for us to get together."

Shi Xiuyuan nodded: "Yes, if it weren't for Junior Brother Song's arrangements, Fatty Fang and I would still be feeding pigs on the mountain."

Fang Yuan was furious and shouted, "Shi Zhugan, I'm called round, not fat!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.