Subduing Dragon

Engraved densely on the copper plate were over three thousand characters, clearly recording the method for refining the [Sword Tooth] and a complementary [Essence Extraction Art] called the [Sword Cleansing Art].

Jing Qian held the copper plate, the power of [Worldly Understanding] exerted to its maximum. It was like a high-definition camera, instantly imprinting all the cultivation techniques into his mind, never to be forgotten.

Then, the content of these techniques was quickly broken down, kneaded, and absorbed into Jing Qian's memory, like a piece of tofu.

From memory to comprehension, it only took Jing Qian a few minutes to grasp the refining method for the [White Fang] destiny trait.

The divine power of [Worldly Understanding] was evident!

He silently put away the copper plate and said:

"Thank you, Steward Tao, for your assistance. If I can make a breakthrough in a certain profession, I will surely repay you."

Tao Yong smiled and said:

"You should first resolve the difficulties of your Jing Family."

"Now that you have successfully entered the Dao, you have a year of free time and don't need to take up a position in my government office."

"Will you cultivate in the government office, or return to the island?"

"To the steward, I still have some unfinished matters at home that need to be dealt with, so I need to go home."

Tao Yong nodded and replied:

"Your waist token allows you to ride the Raven Carriage for free twice a year. Beyond that, you'll have to pay. You may go."

Jing Qian bowed and turned to leave.

As he walked out of this courtyard, his mood also changed abruptly.

After the tempering and refinement in the government office, his cultivation and state of mind had greatly improved.

Facing this new world alone, he had no fear, only soaring fighting spirit.

Jing Qian walked towards the outside of the government office. Once outside, what he stepped on was no longer floor tiles, but the tongue of the dragon python.

The tongue of this Sixth Grade [Spiritual Opportunity] was comparable to fine steel. Stepping on it, there was no soft feeling at all.

He hurried along, heading towards the depths of the dragon python's throat.

The upper wall of the dragon python's mouth was embedded with a large number of luminous pearls, illuminating the location of the government office as brightly as day.

He walked for over five hundred meters until he reached the root of the snake's tongue.

Further ahead was already inside the dragon python's belly, which was deep and dark, like an endless hell.

And at the boundary between this brightness and darkness, stood a bird's nest with a diameter of a hundred meters.

Jing Qian stepped up and entered the bird's nest through a pedestrian passage.

As soon as he walked in, four pairs of eagle eyes as large as millstones stared straight at him, carrying an imposing aura.

Jing Qian scanned around and found four huge black ravens, each lying in a corner of the nest.

He chose the one closest to him and climbed onto it.

A red copper seat was firmly embedded in the raven's back for people to ride on.

Jing Qian sat comfortably upon it and said,

"Take me to the Hun Zhou Sea Market!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the raven beneath his feet soared into the air, flying upwards.

With a wingspan of over twenty meters, this raven flew extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the Li Dragon's nostrils and flew out.

This Raven Carriage, modified from a Ninth Grade White Fang raven, was the main mode of transportation for the cultivators of the Prefectural Office, allowing them to travel throughout the island.

As this raven ascended, Jing Qian looked back down and saw a familiar figure emerging from the deep belly of the dragon-python.

This person was dragging three thick ship anchors with one hand, moving slowly, one step at a time.

Behind him were three slightly damaged large ships.

This land-based ship travel relied entirely on the man's physical strength!

The one with such terrifying strength was Ling Mingji, the head of the Military Affairs Office, whom Jing Qian had fortunately met once.

Jing Qian observed Ling Mingji from above, seemingly triggering the other party's senses. The strong man raised his head and looked at the raven.

Jing Qian exchanged a glance with him and then promptly withdrew his gaze. At this moment, the raven had also flown out of the dragon-python's nostrils and into the sky.

He pondered the information he had gathered from Ling Mingji.

A layer of Divine Peng Dharma Idol phantom constantly enveloped this Prolonging Life grand cultivator, protecting his surroundings flawlessly.

Even if the other party stood still, Jing Qian's full-force attack would likely struggle to break through his defenses.

And on Ling Mingji's body, Jing Qian also discovered a Spiritual Opportunity:

Spiritual Opportunity: Subduing Dragon

Requirements for Subduing: Appearance of Flowers and Birds, Appearance of Gods and Ghosts, Appearance of Mountains and Seas

Lifespan Burden: Eleven hours/day

Jing Qian recorded all this information and then rode the raven away.

Within the Prefectural Office, Qian Yuan was sitting in his residence, deep in thought.

Even though he had pushed his plan to the extreme, that young Jing Qian had still managed to break free and advance to the Ninth Grade Determining Destiny realm.

Not only did he lose a Sixth Grade Destiny Fire, but Jing Qian also obtained an official position in the Prefectural Office.

Now, his Qian Family's plan to acquire the Jing Clan Main Store, which they had invested heavily in, was almost officially declared dead.

Even though he was a mid-level official in the Prefectural Office with significant power and influence, he could not directly harm a colleague; this was a major taboo.

And the enmity between the Qian Clan and the Jing Clan was almost known throughout Hun Zhou.

Once Jing Qian met with trouble, he would definitely be criticized and it would even affect his own power and status.

But to say that he would completely give up on obtaining the Official Shop License was also completely impossible!

Over the past hundred years, all thirty-plus attempts to advance to the Prolonging Life realm had failed, and he was nearing the limit of his lifespan.

And the family disciples were all useless, unable to carry the banner of the Qian Family.

If they didn't have the Official Shop License to protect them, after his death, the Qian Family would likely end up even worse than the Jing Family. They would be directly cleared out and sent back to the Hun Zhou Plain, spending their days toiling to raise dragons, with no hope of ever rising again.

He had to exert even greater effort to ensure Jing Qian's demise.

Qian Yuan stayed awake all night, thinking until dawn.

In the Hun Zhou Sea Market, twenty-four official shops were neatly arranged around a wide intersection.

Jing Qian stood in the center of the intersection, carefully observing the situation in the sea market.

The Raven Carriage, as expected of a Ninth Grade mode of transportation raised by the Prefectural Office, was quite excellent in terms of speed and comfort alone.

With a speed of eight hundred li per hour, it brought him back to the sea market in less than two hours.

Upon his return, his state of mind, cultivation, and status were all vastly different.

His actions were naturally also very different.

He saw him leisurely walk into the Jing Clan Main Store and arrive at the main hall of the large courtyard.

He casually said to the first person he met:

"Go and call everyone to the main hall, I have something to say."

Then, he moved a large mahogany chair to the center and sat down calmly.

Before long, everyone who was still in the Jing Clan Main Store had arrived.

Among them, the old butler and Qian Xi were people Jing Qian could recognize; he didn't know anyone else.

After everyone had arrived, Jing Qian immediately spoke:

"Why are you still here? Haven't you thought about running?"

His words were cold, devoid of any emotion.