Profound Yellow Great World

Great Li Dynasty.

Dragon Abyss Province.

Within the "Myriad Phenomena Garden," the inner sanctum of the Fang Family, the premier great clan.

At the crack of dawn, a multitude of Fang Family disciples began their martial arts training. The sounds of grunts and shouts echoed incessantly. In the distance, servants passing by the manor gates wore expressions of envy before hurrying past; anyone who slowed down even slightly risked being struck down on the spot by the guards wielding blood-colored long sabers on either side.

The Fang Family rules were absolute: any servant caught stealing martial arts techniques... would die.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fists whistled through the air, causing the atmosphere to tremble.

These Fang Family disciples moved with vigor—like vicious tigers hunting sheep, lions pouncing on wild bulls, eagles striking rabbits, or cranes standing atop pine peaks.

Their entire bodies moved in perfect harmony, waist and hips synchronized, agile and nimble.

Their spines, like great dragons, arched like drawn bows; their punches struck like arrows, the sound of them breaking the sound barrier causing ears to ring.

In the very center of the Martial Arts Practice Field stood a middle-aged man in a purple robe. He was nine feet tall, imposing and towering, his spine as straight as a sword or spear. He felt like a great mountain pressing down upon them; even from a distance, his presence made it difficult for others to breathe.

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong.

He was renowned throughout the martial world, his fame echoing from the great rivers to the northern lands. Countless martial artists wept and begged to become his disciples.

"Pine Crane Longevity Fist, passed down to our Fang Family ancestors by an immortal from the Yuhua Sect, is the most supreme body-tempering technique in this world. It is unlike those miscellaneous martial arts of the common world, which may appear powerful but damage one's foundation, leaving behind a host of hidden injuries that erupt the moment one reaches old age, leading to a miserable twilight.

Pine Crane Longevity Fist is not only immensely powerful, but it also nourishes the physical body. Even if you cannot step into the mysterious and unfathomable Mystic Divine Realm, you will still be able to prolong your life. You must study it well."

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong's voice was not loud, yet it sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

After speaking, he grasped at the empty air with his right hand. His spine straightened like a dragon, the muscles on both sides of his back quivering. Accompanied by the sound of tearing air, his hands formed claws, gripping the void.

Chi!

With a soft sound, his ten fingers sank directly into the blue granite before him, as if it were no different from grabbing tofu.

This scene left the surrounding Fang Family disciples with expressions of pure worship. That was blue granite—hard as iron, something that might not even show a mark if struck with a blade—yet now, it had been shattered by a mere hand.

"This is 'Crane Claw Imprints Sand.' A single strike can snap a man's tendons and bones."

Swish!

His arms swept across, a fierce wind gusting through the air.

"This technique is called, 'White Crane Spreads Wings.'"

With his five fingers gripping the ground, the muscles in his legs gave a slight tremor, and his entire body vaulted into the air, retreating dozens of steps in an instant.

"This technique is called, 'White Crane in the Clouds.'"

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong continuously shifted his techniques to demonstrate the Pine Crane Longevity Fist. His movements were as vigorous as a starving tiger pouncing on a sheep or an eagle striking across the sky, exploding with immense power through the perfect balance of hard and soft.

Even the fiercest beast in the jungle could not compare to his ferocity. The immense force accompanying the constant sonic booms caused the faces of the watching Fang Family disciples to turn pale, yet their eyes burned with fanaticism.

Every pair of eyes was sharp and focused, meticulous, terrified of missing even the slightest detail.

So powerful.

In the center of the crowd, Fang Xuan's eyes were burning with intensity, his heart racing even faster as he focused on the blue granite that had been pulverized into dust.

This is only the Body Tempering Realm. If this is the case, how powerful must the Mystic Divine Realm, the Eternal Life, or even the immortals be? Fang Xuan thought to himself.

The youth was named Fang Xuan. He had originally been an ordinary corporate slave on Earth, but upon waking up, he found himself in this Great World, having become a concubine-born son of the Fang Family in Dragon Abyss Province. A year had passed since then.

Although he was only a concubine-born son, the Fang Family governed itself with extreme strictness. Even in a great clan, while some unsavory matters were inevitable, there was absolutely no such thing as servants oppressing their masters.

Don't be ridiculous. A master is always a master. Even if one was not favored, one was still a master; to oppress a master as a servant meant immediate execution.

Initially, Fang Xuan had been quite delighted by the concept of transmigration. In his past life, he was just a corporate slave, working hard every day in a 996 schedule just to afford three meals a day. Now, he had transmigrated into a great clan as a son. Even as a concubine-born son, he received a monthly stipend of 300 taels. Even if he did nothing, 300 taels was enough to eat, drink, and play for a month.

Moreover, a concubine-born son did not face the pressure of inheriting and managing the family business like the legitimate heir. A concubine-born son was still the family head's son, and his primary future task was simply to expand the family line.

Tsk tsk.

Having money and being assigned a wife—this life was a hundred times better than that 996 grind.

However, on the second day after his transmigration, Fang Xuan was stunned. Tenth Level of Body Tempering, Mystic Divine Realm, Dragon Abyss Fang Family...

This is the Eternal Life Profound Yellow Great World!

Anyone would yearn for the concept of immortality, which only existed in novels, but the thought of the "eat-or-be-eaten" rules in the world of Eternal Life made him shiver to his very bones.

This world was too terrifying...

"Officialdom has nine ranks and eighteen grades—the first rank is the Prime Minister, the ninth is a local inspector. But our cultivation of the body is divided into ten levels.

First Level: Nourishing Life

Second Level: Strength Training

Third Level: Technique

Fourth Level: Hard and Soft

Fifth Level: Divine Power

Sixth Level: Breath Control"

"Seventh Level: Internal Fortification.

Eighth Level: Divine Valor.

Ninth Level: Spirit Communication.

Tenth Level: Divine Transformation."

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong's voice rang out like a great bell, its resonance making one's eardrums ache.

"If one can temper the body to the Tenth Level of Divine Transformation, not even five horses can tear the body apart. Years ago, an ancestor of our Fang Family was captured by enemy forces and subjected to the brutal execution of being torn apart by five horses. Yet, our ancestor unleashed the full power of his body, pulled the five horses to the ground, and fled. That is the power of reaching the Tenth Level of Divine Transformation."

"However, do not think the Tenth Level of the Body Tempering Realm is the limit; it is merely the beginning. Our Fang Family ancestors once received teachings from an immortal of the Yuhua Sect, and thus, unlike other families, we know that above the Body Tempering Realm lies the Mystic Divine Realm. Only by shedding the shackles of the flesh and stepping into the Mystic Divine Realm can you truly stand proud under the heavens, hold a status comparable to princes and marquises, and bring glory to our Fang Family ancestors."

No one asked what the Mystic Divine Realm was; it was no secret among the Fang Family disciples. They had been told of it since they began their martial training, as it served to set a goal for everyone.

"My Fang Family disciples must cultivate diligently. Those with superior aptitude who work hard may ascend to immortality. If you can reach the Fifth Level of the Body Tempering Realm, Divine Power, you will be qualified to participate in the assessment of the Immortal Feather Sect. If you pass the assessment, there is hope for immortality. This is the immortal fate obtained by our Fang Family ancestors; otherwise, why do you think our Fang Family is the number one family in Dragon Abyss Province?" "Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong said with pride.

His thunderous voice echoed throughout the Myriad Phenomena Garden, and the gathered Fang Family disciples were flushed with excitement, their expressions filled with pride.

The head of the Fang Family was the Dragon Abyss Province Governor-General, and the Fang Family ancestors had emerged a century ago from the Yuhua Sect, one of the ten great immortal sects, before following the Great Li Dynasty Founding Martial Emperor to pacify the world.

Dragon Abyss Province, where the hidden dragon lies in the abyss, was originally the capital of the previous dynasty. After the founding of the Great Li Dynasty, the intention had been to establish the capital here, but because the land of Dragon Abyss was too heavy with water energy, the idea was ultimately abandoned.

The Great Li Dynasty was a realm of Fire Virtue; 'Li' belongs to fire, which is suppressed by water, making it unsuitable to establish the capital in Dragon Abyss. Thus, the capital was set in the southern Li Capital.

However, the imperial court entrusted this ancient capital of the previous dynasty to the Fang Family, which showed the court's trust in them.

From another perspective, it also highlighted the power and background of the Fang Family.

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong shifted his tone and continued: "But if your aptitude is lacking and you do not cultivate diligently, and you fail to reach the realm of Divine Power in your lifetime, you will only be able to manage our Fang Family's properties, pharmacies, pawnshops, and other businesses to live a stable life. A hundred years later, our outstanding Fang Family disciples will have already become immortals, while you will be buried in the yellow earth, and after another hundred years, I expect not even dust will remain."

The words hit the ears of the crowd like a basin of cold water. Indeed! Without effort, one could only manage family assets. Although one could enjoy the riches and honors of the human world, a mortal's life was at most a fleeting hundred years. How could that compare to the carefree freedom of becoming an immortal and attaining longevity? A hundred years was nothing more than a few sessions of closed-door cultivation.

The choice between good and bad was clear at a glance.