One Heaven Per Day

"My body feels a bit weak. It seems I need to eat more meat and take some supplements."

Relying on the boost from his Heavenly Origin Earth Realm cultivation, there were no lingering side effects—it was as if Fang Yuan had spent an entire year focusing solely on improving his cultivation. But when that cultivation fed back into his body, perhaps because his physical form hadn't yet adapted, it required a massive influx of energy.

Of course, this could also be because Fang Yuan's injuries hadn't fully healed yet.

Just then, a commotion of noise came from outside the house, causing Fang Yuan to frown slightly.

"Young Master Hui, you can't go in..."

"I'm just here to see my brother. Is that not allowed? What a high-and-mighty attitude. Get out of my way."

"You can't go in. Really, you can't go in."

Seeing that the maid was about to fail in stopping him, Fang Yuan's door opened from the inside on its own.

"Fang Hui, have you forgotten the rules now?"

Fang Yuan looked down at the newcomer, his tone icy.

For the Fang Family to become one of the three great clans of Qinghai City, their clan rules were extremely strict, never allowing inferiors to defy their superiors.

"Greetings, Young Patriarch!"

Fang Hui felt humiliated, his face flushed red, but he still bowed in salute, not daring to overstep.

"What business do you have with me?"

Fang Hui was the second son of the Grand Elder, about the same age as Fang Yuan. His talent was decent, but nowhere near Fang Yuan's level.

"I heard Big Brother Yuan was badly injured, so I came specially to check on you," Fang Hui said with a smile.

"You've seen me now. You can leave. I don't have a meal set aside for you," Fang Yuan sneered inwardly.

The Fang Family never forbade conflict among the younger generation, as long as no one died or suffered serious injury—it was tacitly allowed.

Fang Hui chose this time to come; his intentions weren't hard to guess.

The specifics of Fang Yuan's injuries were only known to the clan's higher-ups; everyone else had only a vague idea.

"I've recently learned a martial technique, and there are some parts I don't quite understand. I'd like to ask the Young Patriarch for guidance!"

Fang Hui shed his fear, quickly assuming a combat stance, his expression extremely serious.

"If you don't dare to fight, just think about how you'll hold your head up in the clan from now on."

Fang Hui didn't really want to fight Fang Yuan—winning under these circumstances wouldn't be honorable—but it would still be enough to disgust him.

"I've been suppressed by you for all these years. Today, I'm going to get my revenge and let out a good breath of anger."

Fang Hui seemed to already see the scene of Fang Yuan begging for mercy, his heart filled with satisfaction.

"Fang Hui, how about I spar with you instead?"

Just then, an abrupt voice rang out.

A young man in a loose brown robe walked over, a smile plastered on his face.

He wasn't tall, about five or six feet, but he was very fat, looking like a round ball.

"Fang Man."

Fang Hui was clearly a bit intimidated by this fatty, but he put on a tough front.

"What does my sparring with Big Brother Yuan have to do with you?"

"Big Brother Yuan is injured right now, and you come to spar with him. Have you no shame?"

With that, Fang Man dropped his smile. His round body moved surprisingly fast, closing in on Fang Hui in an instant and slapping him across the face.

Bam... Crash...

Fang Hui hadn't expected the sudden attack. He was knocked to the ground, his cheek swollen and red.

"You bastard!"

Fang Hui's anger flared. He tried to get up and fight back, but Fang Man kicked him, shattering his gathered momentum, leaving him to just take the beating.

"That's enough."

After a while, seeing that Fang Hui had been beaten into a pig's face—his head even bigger than Fang Man's—Fang Yuan finally spoke.

"Got it!"

Hearing Fang Yuan's words, Fang Man immediately stopped, standing obediently beside Fang Yuan, his smile returning.

"You..."

It took a while for Fang Hui to get up from the ground. His finger tremblingly pointed at Fang Man, and he reluctantly let his servants help him leave.

"If you want revenge, I'm always ready!"

Fang Man shouted loudly. "But if you come bothering Big Brother Yuan again, I'll pay a personal visit to your house."

Fang Hui felt the pain on his body intensify. He stumbled, nearly falling.

"We're all brothers in the clan. There's no need to be so harsh next time," Fang Yuan said with a smile.

Once Fang Hui had completely disappeared, Fang Man dismissed the servants, wiped the smile off his face, and said solemnly:

"Brother Yuan, who was it that hurt you? Just say the word, and I'll smash his head to pieces."

Fang Yuan's eyes were deep as he recalled his experiences during the Azure Cloud Sect trial. He waved his hand.

"No rush. Sooner or later, I'll collect the debt with interest."

"Your top priority right now is to focus on cultivation and strive for a good ranking in the Flowing Cloud County Grand Competition," Fang Yuan instructed.

"Remember, the competition's rewards are quite generous. You need to share some of the pressure for me."

Fang Man caught the undertone and asked cautiously, "Brother Yuan, are your injuries that serious?"

"We could also spar a bit."

Hearing this, Fang Man quickly waved his hands, a bitter smile spreading across his face. "I wouldn't dare fight you."

Fang Yuan knew Fang Man was genuinely concerned about him, so he patted him on the shoulder.

This Fang Man, known as the 'Little Madman' of the Fang Family, ranked among the top ten of the younger generation, yet before Fang Yuan, he was exceptionally obedient and well-behaved.

The next day.

At the hour of noon.

Fang Yuan's source points refreshed again.

[You have cultivated for a year. Your true qi has grown increasingly condensed. The capacity of true qi within your dantian has increased by sevenfold. Your cultivation has reached the Seventh Layer of the Houtian Realm!]

Inside the room, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged. Wild, rampaging true qi surged throughout his body, but it quickly subsided and converged within him.

"Already back to the Seventh Layer of the Houtian Realm, huh."

Fang Yuan slightly opened his eyes. A feeling of fullness from his power spread through his entire body, and the true qi he could mobilize had also increased significantly.

"Disciples of major sects have been practicing internal cultivation techniques since childhood. The intensity of their true qi is far higher than that of idle martial artists at the same realm."

Fang Yuan had witnessed the strength of Azure Cloud Sect disciples. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was practically a dimensionality reduction strike—hard to find an opponent at the same realm.

"In the past, I spent most of my time on external body-hardening techniques. The results came quickly, but it was ultimately the inferior path."

"The Mysterious Bright Heart Method is the best internal technique in the family, but its grade is ultimately a bit low. I'll need to replace it with something better later."

Fang Yuan now benchmarked himself against major sect disciples. This was his own idea, but also the lingering obsession of his predecessor influencing him.

"I should be able to return to the Xiantian Realm by tomorrow."

It would have originally taken three years, but now, with the support of the Heavenly Origin Earth Realm, Fang Yuan's cultivation speed was like riding a rocket.

Just three days!

As the young master of the family, every move Fang Yuan made easily attracted outside attention.

Sure enough.

The news of Fang Hui challenging Fang Yuan spread quickly, but the final outcome left everyone deeply disappointed.

"Fang Hui really is a joke. He wanted to step on the young master, but ended up getting beaten by the Madman."

"Everyone knows how loyal the Madman is to the young master. He had it coming."

"I heard Fang Hui's older brother, Fang Yuan, just broke through. Do you think he'll come to settle the score?"

One disciple's guess hit the mark.

But what no one expected was that on the very night Fang Hui got beaten, his mother dragged him over to apologize to Fang Yuan.

And the next day, Fang Hui's older brother, Fang Yuan, put out word that he would wait for Fang Yuan to fully recover before formally issuing a challenge!