Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

Looking at the bustling pavilion ahead, and the few Great Powers within, Qin Feng had some other thoughts in his mind.

As a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, if one were to talk about the understanding of various exotic birds and beasts in the world, Qin Feng certainly had the confidence that he was much stronger than cultivators from other sects.

But to ask him to chant poetry and prose, compose essays, that was definitely out of the question.

After all, these were two different cultivation systems, and it wasn’t just about being literate, as they involved many principles of Confucian cultivation.

However, if he couldn’t do it, those cultivators who cultivated Confucianism certainly could.

After observing today at the various subdivisions of the Spring and Autumn Academy, he discovered that those scholars who manifested divinity through poetry and essays did not rely on the power of poetry and essays themselves.

The text of the Human Clan had evolved through countless generations, and to facilitate more people learning, it gradually moved from the ancient realm of ‘one word one law,’ ‘one word one path,’ to the current ordinary text, which no longer possessed the strong power of ancient times.

Therefore, before the scholars of the current times reached the cultivation realm of ‘words becoming spells,’ what they relied on was the principles formed by the combination of text and the Vast Energy they cultivated themselves, which they combined before transforming into magic divine power.

For example, earlier Qin Feng and others had watched scholars from the academy fighting, and one of them chanted: Urgently drawing the Green Snake Sword from its sheath, stirring the river till it’s thoroughly clear, and with the combination of his Vast Energy, he could manifest the sharp Sword Qi of a sword cultivator, the sword moved like a snake, extremely agile.

Or, as another scholar shouted: The north wind is cool, the rain and snow are torrential, and immediately there was a howling north wind, torrential rain, and snow, biting cold to the bone, directly transforming into a sky full of wind and snow, freezing the opponent on the spot.

Although Qin Feng didn’t understand the rituals of Confucianism, didn’t cultivate Vast Energy, and didn’t study poetry and prose, he wasn’t completely ignorant about these things.

After all, he was a fine young man who had received years of education, had read many books, and now, with a powerful divine soul, could dig out many pieces of knowledge from the depths of his memory, so it wasn’t long before the poems and essays he had recited before flooded into his mind.

He felt that although these things were not directly useful to him, they might have unexpected effects for those cultivators who cultivated Confucianism.

After all, the main point of Confucian cultivation was to comprehend the truths behind poetry and prose, not the words themselves.

As long as the poetry and prose were deep in meaning, they might attract the attention of these big shots.

Fang Chengqian led several people to a lawn by the riverside and called over his attendants to set up a wine banquet there, “Gui Ling Senior is having a delightful conversation with several elders from the academy, and it’s uncertain when they will be content. We don’t have to wait in vain, why don’t I also call a few classmates and friends, and we can also dwell by the riverside, drinking and chatting. What do you think?”

“Excellent!”

Upon hearing that a wine banquet was to be arranged, Li Miaozhen’s craving for alcohol acted up, and she nodded again and again, “Bring more good wine!”

“…Alright!”

Fang Chengqian hadn’t expected Li Miaozhen to be the most enthusiastic one, and after a pause, he laughed and said, “We have none beside Spring and Autumn Academy, but there’s plenty of fine wine—that’s why so many crazy students came out of the academy.”

“Oh?”

Upon hearing this, Li Miaozhen’s eyes lit up with excitement, overjoyed, “That’s the best, that’s the best, hahaha… Quickly, quickly, hasten the delivery of the wine. I’ve been blindly following you around all day, talking a lot, but my mouth has become…”

“Ahem!”

Liu Xuanling coughed heavily, suppressing the indecorous words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Li Miaozhen paid no mind as she strode forward with her long legs, settling herself down beside a low table with one swift movement, and patted the surface, calling out, “Bring the wine, bring the wine quickly, I’m terribly thirsty!”

Fang Chengqian was somewhat puzzled.

Thirsty, shouldn’t one drink tea?

Could it be that Daoist Fellow Li from the Beast Taming Sect thought that I would only receive her with wine?

Fang Chengqian hadn’t figured it out yet but internally chided himself for being discourteous, having taken someone around the Academy for a whole day without even offering a cup of tea.

Among the four from the Beast Taming Sect, three were women. Thinking that most female cultivators in the Cultivation World were not fond of alcohol, Fang Chengqian then ordered several sets of tea ware to be brought out and had Spiritual Tea prepared.

While they spoke, several streaks of Light Escape flew in from afar, landing on the grassy shore.

“Haha, Brother Cheng Qian, what brings us here? Could it be that you wish to challenge me to another poetry contest?” laughed one of the tall scholarly youths. “Not to boast, but while you may be stronger than me in writing essays and strategic discussions, I, Tang Sanyuan, claim the upper hand in poetry!

“Eh, who is this woman who’s not a fellow student from the Academy?”

In the midst of speaking, they caught sight of Qin Feng, Liu Xuanling, and the others.

It was especially hard not to notice Liu Xuanling and the others, not only because of their extraordinary beauty but also due to their varied auras.

Liu Xuanling, with her voluptuous figure and an innately proud demeanor, resembled a high-born Phoenix Girl, compelling respect from onlookers.

Li Miaozhen, with her phoenix eyes and long eyebrows, had a tall and slender figure, and her expression carried a hint of valiance, causing these men who were used to seeing demure women to feel their eyes light up.

Even Lianxing, who appeared the youngest, as though she was around fourteen or fifteen and at the cusp of womanhood, was full of spiritual energy, particularly her eyes, which were vivacious and unforgettable.

More importantly, each of them bore formidable cultivation. Liu Xuanling and Lianxing had both entered the Purple Mansion realm, and even Li Miaozhen, with the weakest cultivation among them, carried a breath within her that was restrained but heavy, revealing a sharpness akin to that of a sword cultivator fairy.

Such cultivation was not inferior to these top geniuses from the Spring and Autumn Academy.

After all, the biggest gap between major sects and top forces lay in the number and cultivation of their upper ranks. The disciples’ cultivation and Dao prowess might not differ much. Even with richer resources at top forces, they could not be used without limit—it also depended on the cultivator’s ability to assimilate and refine them.

If one kept using various resources without matching refining speed, impurities would accumulate within the body, which could ultimately slow down cultivation progress.

True disciples fostered by major sects with all their might, whether in resources or innate talent, were not much inferior to true disciples from top forces. Particularly the likes of Qin Feng and Li Miaozhen, who were considered outliers among true disciples, had naturally more profound accumulations and stood at the very pinnacle among all young geniuses in the entire Cultivation World.

“Let me introduce you; these are Daoist Fellows from the Beast Taming Sect of the Southern Domain. This is Daoist Fellow Qin Feng, this is Daoist Fellow Liu Xuanling, and this is…”

After introducing everyone, Fang Chengqian pointed to the scholars and introduced them to Qin Feng and the others: “This is the talented poet from the Poetry Institute, known as Little Poet Tang Sanyuan, this one is Daoist Wu from the Danqing Academy, and next to him is Tang Qiyun from the Music Department, Tang Sanyuan’s sister. They are all top-level geniuses from their respective departments.”

“Daoist Fellows from the Beast Taming Sect?”

Tang Sanyuan’s eyes lit up, “I’ve long heard of the Beast Taming Sect’s great reputation, and now that we meet, I realize the Beast Taming Sect truly lives up to its name as a major sect of the Southern Domain, especially these young ladies—like lotuses in clear water, truly as the saying goes!”

Fang Chengqian smiled and said, “The Beast Taming Sect’s Gui Ling Ancestor and Dean Boyang are close friends. They came to visit upon invitation today, and these Daoist fellows also took the opportunity to stroll around the Academy. With nothing better to do, I called for you all to keep them company.”

“Brother Cheng Qian, that’s not very kind! We’ve been here all day, and you only thought to invite us now?”

Dressed in formal Confucian attire, with hair tied up like a man, Tang Qiyun held a jade flute in her hand, her posture dashing. Though a woman, she projected the image of a handsome man, pleasing and delightful to behold.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took their seats.

At this time, the attendants had already laid out the banquet. Fang Chengqian lifted the tea cup in front of him and gestured to the women with his hand.

Unexpectedly, Li Miaozhen directly rolled her eyes at him, “With fine wine right in front of us, you still ask me to drink tea. You’re truly dull!”

“Err…”

Fang Chengqian was taken aback.

Only to see Li Miaozhen grab a wine pot and pour herself a cup, raising her hand to toast everyone, “Having just met, I have nothing else to offer, so I’ll borrow your Academy’s fine Spring and Autumn Wine to toast you all three cups.”

After downing the wine in one gulp, she finished three cups in one go, then nodded slightly, “This wine tastes good, pleasantly sweet, just the fortitude is a bit lacking.”

Having said that, she looked around and ordered an attendant beside her, “Bring that bowl here, using these tiny wine cups is simply too stingy.”

“…Yes!”

The attendant turned and swiftly brought over a delicately crafted jade bowl.

Li Miaozhen glanced at it, feeling it was still a bit too small, but considering she was a guest in someone else’s territory, it wasn’t appropriate to ask for more. So, she poured the wine into the jade bowl and began to drink from it, bowl after bowl, until she noticed everyone staring at her.

Especially the talented men from the Spring and Autumn Academy, their eyes wide and jaws dropped, looking utterly dumbfounded as if they were clueless geese.

“What are you looking at?”

Li Miaozhen glanced down at herself and found nothing amiss, and couldn’t help but wonder, “What’s wrong, the wine doesn’t suit your tastes?”

“Ah? Oh…”

Fang Chengqian felt as if his mental image of the ideal woman had suddenly collapsed.

When he first saw Li Miaozhen at the Beast Taming Sect’s residence, he was struck in awe by her heavenly beauty. But now, Li Miaozhen completely overturned his perception of women. Stunned for a moment, he finally reacted, “To drinking, to drinking, ha-ha, let’s all drink together!”

Lianxing covered her lips and giggled silently on the side, her eyes curving into crescents.

Tang Sanyuan laughed heartily, “Daoist Fellow Li is indeed forthright, not like those other female cultivators who are so affected. I admire that! Come, come, bring me a wine bowl too, today I, Tang, am willing to risk life and limb to accompany such a gentleman!”

Li Miaozhen gave a thumbs up and praised, “What a man!”

“Ha-ha-ha…”

Seeing her response, the others couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“A drink without poetry is truly dreary. Allow Tang to compose a poem, and let all of you critique it!”

“Good, recite it!”

Tang Sanyuan lifted his wine bowl, pondered for a moment, and then spoke, “Spring and Autumn’s fine wine fills ten thousand jars, wandering the Central Region for many a year; with spirited friends I drink in their honor, tying my steed by the tower where willows are clear.”

“Good poem, good poem, worthy of a grand white!”

Qin Feng immediately praised, then draining his cup of Spiritual Wine, he stood up with a smile, “Everyone, I have a poem of my own, please critique it as well.”

“Oh? Daoist Fellow Qin can also compose poetry?”

Tang Sanyuan smiled, “That’s wonderful, Brother Qin, recite it quickly, let us also experience the poetic charm of the Southern Domain!”

“He-he, it’s nothing compared to Brother Tang’s masterpiece!”

With a light chuckle, Qin Feng began to recite, “Do you not see the waters of the Long River coming from the sky, racing to the sea, never to return? seaʀᴄh thё Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Do you not see on these high halls and bright mirrors the grief for white hair, in the morning as green silk, by evening turned to snow?

In joyous times one must be thoroughly merry, do not let the golden goblet face the moon alone.

Heaven gave me talents sure to be employed, squander a thousand pieces of gold, they will come back again.

Boil sheep and slaughter oxen, take joy in this, and let’s drink three hundred cups together.

Teacher Cen, Master Danqiu, bring more wine and let our cups never stop.

I’ll sing you a song, please lean in and listen closely.

Delicacies of fish and fowl, jewels and robes are not enough to treasure, I only wish to be forever drunk, never to wake.

All the saints and sages are long lonely, but drinkers will always leave their names.

King Chen once feasted at Ping Le, their cups spilling over ten thousand times in joyful chaos.

Why talk of lacking money? Just buy and drink to your heart’s content.

Fine steeds and precious furs, call the children to trade for fine wine, so we may together dispel our everlasting sorrows!”