Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion-Chapter 86: Strengthening the Divine Soul

Fang Qingyuan’s brow furrowed as he looked at the Cultivation Technique. One glance at the *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell* told him it was no orthodox Spell.

But upon closer inspection, its concept was profound, far beyond any of the low-level Ghost Dao Techniques Fang Qingyuan had encountered before.

At this thought, Fang Qingyuan’s interest was piqued. He set aside the other jade slips, no longer bothering to critique them. Instead, he focused his mind, calmed his breath, and began to read the Spell within this slip in detail.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Qingyuan slowly lowered the jade slip. Then, with a burst of strength from his hand, he crushed it to dust.

Although this Cultivation Technique wasn’t some evil Ghost Dao Technique, it was not something that should be revealed to the world.

Because of the Great Zhou Academy’s influence in this realm, technique manuals for paths like Ghost Dao, Demonic Dao, fiends, and corpses were all subject to severe crackdowns.

Aside from Black Wind Valley, where one could pursue the Demonic Cultivation Dao, and Kurong Temple, where one could pursue the Ghost Dao, no other power was permitted to cultivate these unorthodox paths without authorization.

The mainstream paths in this realm were still Daoism, Confucianism, and the Buddhist Family. As for the Sword Sect, the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect stood alone as the dominant power. Essentially, any formidable sword expert could be found within its ranks.

After reading the *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell* once, Fang Qingyuan committed it to memory. To avoid leaving any traces that might attract unnecessary trouble later, he simply destroyed the jade slip.

Once the jade slip was destroyed, Fang Qingyuan’s consciousness stirred, and his soul slipped into the Immortal Mansion Space.

Outside, it was the dead of night, yet the Immortal Mansion was as bright as day. An unknown light source illuminated everything, gentle and never glaring.

As Fang Qingyuan’s soul bathed in this light, he felt no stinging pain. Had this been the outside world, he would never have dared to expose his soul so brazenly.

Unless a Cultivator reached a certain level of cultivation, releasing their soul had only one outcome: it would be dispersed by the Spiritual Power in the world and dissolve into it.

Besides being dissolved by Spiritual Power, the gentle daylight sun shining upon a soul was a torture comparable to being burned alive.

The cold night wind, in turn, became a frigid gale that froze the soul, arresting thought and damaging the mind.

For a Qi Refining Cultivator to display their soul as freely as Fang Qingyuan, they would need to be in a place with extremely dense Ghost Dao Power. Inside the Immortal Mansion Space, however, Fang Qingyuan had no such worries, as he had entered as a soul from the very beginning.

Fang Qingyuan had previously complained that his physical body couldn’t enter. If it could, whenever he faced danger, he could simply hide inside the Immortal Mansion. Wouldn’t that be far safer than any Earth Escape Technique?

But now, Fang Qingyuan was beginning to appreciate the benefits of his soul leaving his body. For one thing, when cultivating the Soul Dao or Ghost Dao, he didn’t need to find a place suffused with ghostly energy, nor did he need to use various forbidden and sensitive spiritual materials to protect his fragile soul.

The *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell* stated that its practitioners needed a strong soul, unafraid of yin winds. Fang Qingyuan would never dare to attempt it in the outside world, but within the Immortal Mansion Space, he was bold enough to give it a try.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan didn’t dare practice the entire Cultivation Technique right from the start. He decided to use only the core principles from the opening Chapter on how to strengthen his soul. As for the various Soul Daoist Techniques that came after, he wouldn’t even consider them for now.

The contents of the jade slip weren’t guaranteed to be safe. There could be traps laid for unwitting Loose Cultivators, and Fang Qingyuan had no desire to be undone by a hidden trick.

The opening section on strengthening the soul, however, had real substance. Crucially, from his perspective, he could understand it. The series of complex techniques that followed, on the other hand, were beyond his comprehension.

Fang Qingyuan was always cautious with things he didn’t understand. But when it came to something he could comprehend, he was bold enough to experiment.

Fang Qingyuan held out his palm. He could see through his own somewhat translucent soul-body to the objects it covered.

The soul of a Fifth-Layer Qi Refining Cultivator was not yet substantial enough. Perhaps only after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage would his soul undergo a transformation, becoming solid and vivid.

If anyone else were to see him now, they would only perceive a dark, shadowy figure. The features of his face were a complete blur, utterly indistinguishable.

The benefits of a powerful soul were innumerable. At a minimum, it amplified one’s senses, allowing for the early detection of danger. It also offered resistance to things like Illusion Techniques and disorienting arrays.

A powerful soul even increased one’s chances of a Breakthrough Realm when facing a cultivation bottleneck.

Despite these numerous benefits, Cultivators who specialized in the soul were rare. This was because the souls of Qi Refining Stage Cultivators were fragile, and a single misstep could lead to severe, irreversible damage. Furthermore, with the Ghost Dao and Soul Dao being suppressed, pursuing them was inevitably taboo.

Of course, these factors alone weren’t enough to deter the White Mountain Cultivators. There was a deeper reason, one that Fang Qingyuan had read about in a book of miscellaneous records. Though it sounded like a rumor, he found it highly credible.

The book claimed that when Ghost Cultivators cultivated their souls, they would occasionally encounter a sharp-headed ghostly shadow. For some lucky Cultivators, the shadow would merely flash past and vanish. Others, however, would find their eyes turning bloodshot and their faces deathly pale before dying in endless agony.

No one in the world knew the reason for this, nor did they know the origin of this sharp-headed ghost. At times, even Nascent Soul Cultivators could not escape this calamity.

However, as long as one did not cultivate the Ghost Dao or expose their soul, this sharp-headed ghost would not appear. Perhaps this was the real reason the Great Zhou Academy strictly forbade Ghost Dao cultivation.

Yet Fang Qingyuan wasn’t particularly worried about this sharp-headed ghost, which made even Ghost Cultivators pale at its mention. His soul was inside the Immortal Mansion, and he refused to believe the ghost could cross between two separate realms to find him here.

The Immortal Mansion Space was a world unto itself, completely separate from the Cultivation Realm where his physical body resided. The only conduit between them was Fang Qingyuan himself.

These thoughts drifted through Fang Qingyuan’s mind. After a moment of contemplation, he began to circulate his soul’s power according to the scriptures recorded in the *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell*.

From the *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell*, Fang Qingyuan decided to take only the core meaning of "Yindu," completely discarding the principles of "Black Law" and "Soul-Binding."

"Yindu" was a symbolic name. According to legend, the land of Yindu was the gateway of ghosts, the root of all deathly qi. Its mountains were said to be 2,600 li high with a circumference of 30,000 li, and within them were cave-palaces that served as the capitals of ghosts and deities.

In Fang Qingyuan’s opinion, the Spell was likely just using the name "Yindu" to aggrandize itself. Nevertheless, its method for strengthening one’s own core essence was quite remarkable.

As Fang Qingyuan circulated his soul’s power according to the Spell’s core principles, he felt something between his soul’s eyebrows a moment later. An illusory pearl was materializing from nothing, growing from a speck of light like a firefly’s glow into a perfectly round, brilliant, pearly-white orb.

The pearl was translucent, neither truly solid nor entirely illusory, a perfect, primordial whole. The moment it finished forming, it erupted in brilliant light.

This "light" was merely a symbolic sensation. It permeated his entire being, reaching every limb and bone of his soul-body. Wherever it passed, waves of warmth like a spring breeze, or like pleasantly warm water, flowed down from the palace of his mind.

In fine, dense streams, it seeped into his soul-body, flowing from head to heel and back again, cycling over and over like sand in an hourglass.

During this process, the organs, limbs, bones, and acupoints of his soul seemed to manifest, gradually growing clearer from their previous state of nothingness.

Fifteen minutes later, Fang Qingyuan emerged from his meditative state. He carefully sensed his soul-body and discovered it was noticeably more powerful and substantial than when he had first entered. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

’The results are so outstanding,’ Fang Qingyuan couldn’t help but wonder. ’The effect of this *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell* is incredible. Could my real Talent lie in cultivating the Ghost Dao, not the Cyan Wood Technique?’

’And the name *Yindu Black Law Soul-Binding Spell* sounds so steeped in the Ghost Dao, yet its practice has a hint of the Buddhist Family’s style. Could it have come from Kurong Temple?’

These questions tumbled through Fang Qingyuan’s mind, but he knew he couldn’t find the answers immediately. It seemed he would have to set them aside for later.

In any case, the fact that he could successfully practice the Cultivation Technique, and that its effects were so profound, was more than enough to satisfy Fang Qingyuan.

However, when Fang Qingyuan withdrew his focus and sensed the concentration of Spiritual Qi within the Immortal Mansion, his expression immediately fell.