’Here it cos, here it cos, the classic trope... most likely a waste heart image, what could it be? A sparrow? A chopstick? A grain of sand?’
’But... what I need is a world beneficial to my cultivation, particularly the Destruction Law... what does a Beast Taming world an?’
With a bit of confusion, Fang Xing stepped into the Hexagram Star Array.
There was a touch of childlike bewildernt on his face.
This wasn’t apprehension, or terror, just a bit of unease from being powerless.
Treading those steps, Fang Xing had already confird that he was in a child’s body, without any extraordinary power.
More terrifying is... just like in that Esoteric Sect World, he couldn’t sense the Laws anymore.
’Is this world special? No law fluctuations?’
’Sure enough, the Dharma Master realm is still too low, changing to another world slightly could impose serious restrictions... If it were a Daoist, it would be completely different...’
’The feeling of having no power is really awful...’
If he could still perceive the Power of Laws, even if now just an ordinary child, Fang Xing would be fearless.
But for now, it’s best to play the role of a child well.
The next mont, a brilliance enveloped Fang Xing.
He felt an inexplicable desire surging from deep within his heart.
A longing for slaughter, a longing for destruction...
’I didn’t know my heart was this dark...’
Fang Xing internally mocked, but he did not restrain it, allowing this dark side to surge forth.
"Ah!"
A chorus of exclamations erged, even Du Gu Fang was no exception.
Swish!
The bronze ’Heart Image Sacred Scripture’ in his hands flipped to a certain page on its own, without wind.
"Fang Xing, heart image ’Black Fire Dog’, bronze quality..."
The surprise disappeared from Du Gu Fang’s face, replaced by a hint of joy: "Congratulations, you have the potential to beco an excellent ’Tar’."
Fang Xing politely thanked, then descended from the Hexagram Star Array, imdiately embraced by a woman in her thirties: "Ah Xing, you did well."
Fang Xing snapped back to reality, this was his mother ’Gong Lanxiang’, and beside her, a middle-aged man, his father ’Fang Lianshan’.
Though the Fang family wasn’t much of a big family in Green Forest City, they were the local overlords in ’Three Mountains Village’, with several ’Tars’ in the family.
Including his mother - ’Gong Lanxiang’, her lifebound beast was a ’Green Silkworm’, and the clothes he wore were woven by the Green Silkworm.
"Not bad... Bronze quality, your future achievents are sure to surpass mine."
Fang Lianshan also smiled.
"Bronze level... what is it?"
Fang Xing showed confusion.
"Previously, you hadn’t awakened your heart image, your mother and I worried you’d awaken a waste heart image, unable to grow, understanding more would just cause more pain, so we didn’t tell you much... Actually, you’ll learn this knowledge eventually when you enter Green Forest Academy."
Fang Lianshan said: "Heart images also require cultivation, constantly summoning, finally manifesting into form, to beco a lifebound heart beast... And heart beasts have different growth potentials, Soldier, General, Lord, King, Emperor, Legend... The initial quality of the heart image decides the potential limit in the future, a waste heart image of the decayed wood quality can’t even reach soldier level... is a standard waste heart image, Black Iron level qualifies one to enter Green Forest Academy, in the future, you could beco a true ’Tar’, but without great opportunity, you’ll be stuck at soldier level your whole life... You’re a bronze heart image, if you cultivate well in the future, you can definitely beco general level, maybe even a slight chance of reaching lord level..."
"I see..."
Fang Xing summoned his ’heart image’, it looked like a black puppy that hadn’t opened its eyes, with strands of dark flas on its body.
However, when he touched it, he found that the little puppy was indeed illusory.
Clearly, he was now just at heart image awakening, and it hadn’t truly manifested into a ’Lifebound Heart Beast’.
"Alright, aren’t we leaving?"
Fang Xing looked at Gong Lanxiang, only to see a hint of anger on Fang Lianshan’s face: "Leave? You can’t leave yet, your brother hasn’t been tested!"
"Brother? Fang Leng... oh!"
Fang Xing recalled, indeed he had a brother, but that brother was born of a concubine, often bullied by him since they were young...
’Wait... that concubine seed to have died of illness early on... Before awakening his heart image, this body’s mother, Gong Lanxiang, even took Fang Leng’s mother’s inheritance, sold it to buy a bottle of ’Primordial Liquid’ said to enhance the body and result in a better quality heart image awakening, and gave it to to drink...’
’Damn... I’m in the standard villain template, aren’t I?’
’If my ’brother’ Fang Leng awakens a waste heart image, it would be even more so...’
While Fang Xing was thinking, he heard Du Gu Fang say: "Next, Fang Leng!"
A child that seed one or two years younger than him, wearing hemp clothing, walked into the Hexagram.
His small face was full of determination, and his fists inside his sleeves were secretly clenched.
A flash of light passed, and then, thin wisps of mist floated around him.
"Fang Leng, Heart Image ’Gray Mist’, rotten wood quality!"
Du Gu Fang said expressionlessly.
"No..."
Fang Leng’s eyes instantly turned red.
Fang Xing solemnly rubbed his cheeks.
"Gray Mist... sigh, just like his mother. Let’s go!"
Fang Lianshan shook his head, led Fang Xing and Fang Leng out of the Holy Hall of Hearts, and boarded a carriage, slowly heading towards Sanshan Town.
Fang Xing seized the chance and looked outside, discovering that Green Forest City was built quite well, with spacious and tidy buildings by the street, and the streets were clean, wide enough to accommodate eight carriages side by side.
’The productivity of this world... isn’t bad.’
He was moved in his heart, and after leaving the tall city walls, he saw sprawling fields of farmland.
In the fields, there was a farr-like person who raised a hand, a white cloud drifted over, covering dozens of acres.
Then, a gust of wind ca, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and fine rain began to fall...
"Is this... a ’Food Guardian’?"
Fang Xing caught a thread of mory and spoke.
"Yes, the Tar professions are various, including Pottery Tar, dical Guardian, Food Guardian, Weaver Guardian. Your mother was a Weaver Guardian... After choosing a profession, you must capture a specific Heart Beast... For example, your brother, if his Heart Image were not the rotten wood level Gray Mist, but the Black Iron level ’Gray Cloud’, then when the Gray Cloud grows to the soldier level, he could try to ta the Wind Heart Beast, then the Rain and Thunder, becoming a ’Farm Guardian’... This ’Farm Guardian’ is quite popular, a soldier-level Farm Guardian can easily cultivate hundreds or thousands of acres, the General level easily surpassing ten thousand acres, and the Lord level can easily affect the weather of a region, dispelling natural disasters, floods, locust plagues, etc... The lord of Green Forest City is a ’Lord-level’ Farm Guardian!"
Fang Lianshan took out a dry smoke pipe, took a puff, glanced at Fang Leng curled up in the corner, and spoke.
’Farm Guardian? Similar to a Druid in the Otherworld?’
’No, it’s also akin to modern world agricultural technology and giant machinery... The extraordinary professions of this world are closely integrated with life, productivity, and living standards are quite high.’
"However, among these Tar professions, the most formidable is naturally the ’War Guardian’... But the casualties are also high, your Black Fire Dog is more like a War Beast, it will likely tread the path of battle in the future..."
Fang Lianshan said gloomily, "Actually, other professions are pretty good too. Alas, if your brother had a Black Iron Heart Image, it would be great... He has the potential to beco a Farm Guardian, then all the fields in Sanshan Town could be entrusted to him for cultivation, saving how much manpower annually, producing how much extra grain..."
"I... I will definitely beco a Tar."
At this mont, Fang Leng suddenly spoke.
"You, a wasteful Heart Image, still talking?"
Fang Lianshan’s hand trembled, he wanted to scold this son, but thought of Fang Zheng’s disappointnt and forcibly suppressed it: "Don’t think about these, learn to farm with the tenants at ho. When you grow up, I’ll give you dozens of acres, get you another house, marry you a wife, that’s your life..."
Fang Leng lowered his head, but everyone could see his unwillingness.
Seeing this, Gong Lanxiang’s lips slightly curled up.
Fang Xing coldly watched, knowing that his mother, as the first wife, instinctively wanted to suppress his father’s other offspring.
And did Fang Lianshan know?
Probably knew a bit, but both sons are dear, and besides, Gong Lanxiang is the legitimate wife and a Tar who can bring considerable benefits to the Fang family.
And when he married that concubine, it was rely for her beauty, that’s all.
Now, that concubine had passed away, he could keep Fang Leng alive, let him grow up to be a self-sufficient farr, handling so properties, he was doing his best.
Regarding the subtle suppression from the legitimate wife, he could only turn a blind eye.
After all, if you’re not deaf or mute, you’re not playing the family head.
Fang Xing saw through it all, and didn’t say anything, because ultimately he was the beneficiary, and had previously played the role of a wicked young lord.
Now no matter what he says, Fang Leng probably won’t believe him, may even think he’s teasing him.
’However, if it’s a typical novel chapbook, Fang Leng would soon encounter a fortuitous opportunity, right?’
’A legendary Heart Beast choosing him as master, or so system, or a personal tutor old grandpa?’
’During this period, I should closely observe...’
’Unfortunately, the Fate Law can’t be sensed here, or I could investigate this younger brother’s destiny... Or, use the Cultivation World’s Heavenly Eye technique to explore the Qi luck?’
After a short while, the carriage arrived at a small mountain village.
Many farrs saw Fang Lianshan in the carriage, and wore slightly flattering smiles, appearing very humble.
’Compared to the true ancient tis, this world’s landlords, wealthy landlords, county strongn, prestigious families wield ’Tar’ extraordinary power, grasping the biggest ans of violence, making upheaval increasingly difficult...’
’Even if the tenants practice passive resistance by not having children, it won’t matter. The Farm Guardian could co, one person can do the work of a thousand, ten thousand farrs...’
’In the cosmic era, it’s akin to robots controlled by intellects handling everything... That for the lower class people is ultimate despair.’
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