The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“Could it really be that a mere suit of armor would plunge us into such dire straits?”

The Commandant nodded pensively, responding with a rhetorical question. Upon reflecting, he felt less ashamed of his defeat. It seemed to be a natural outcome.

“But if that’s the case, we might not be able to turn the tide anymore. Second Young Master Feng must have ways to strengthen his armor. Our progress in martial arts, on the other hand, is so painstaking that catching up seems impossible.”

Upon hearing these words, the Commandant couldn’t help but fall silent. If they couldn’t turn the situation around, they would be the subject of ridicule for the rest of their lives.

No matter how extraordinary that suit of armor or its origin might be, those who wanted to mock them wouldn’t care. They would only scorn them for their inability to defeat a mere suit of armor, labeling them as a disgrace to martial artists.

“If we can’t win, then let’s all lose together!”

Out of blue, a glint of fierceness flashed across the Commandant’s face as he spat this out venomously.

‘What?”

Officer Jiang was somewhat stunned at the moment.

“Our defeat at the hands of a suit of armor can’t be kept under wraps forever. Before long, it will be known by all, and we’ll both be turned into laughingstocks!”

The city defense Commandant calmly spoke his thoughts.

“Sir Cheng, it seems you have a plan.”

Officer Jiang, seeing the Commandant now seemed to have a plan, was also coming to a decision.

At first, he couldn’t accept the defeat alone. But upon realizing that someone else shares his predicament, it felt less unpleasant.

“It’s simple. Let more people challenge the armor and lose to it. Once the number of losers grows large enough, no one will ridicule us anymore!”

Literary arts reign supreme, martial arts are second to none. Scholars wish to save face, but martial artists pride themselves on their reputation. The two are mutually pervasive.

“Sir Cheng and I share similar thoughts. Shared joy is double joy!”

“Ha, great minds think alike!”

At this moment, the city defense Commandant and Officer Jiang, a recently joined vassal, reached a consensus. Their gazes met, four eyes gleaming with mutual understanding.

“Alright, enough idle chatter. We need to put this plan into action as soon as possible. There are many Gang Sha-level experts in the Prefecture City who I could…err…invite to challenge!”

As he spoke, the Commandant fixed his gaze on Jiang.

“But only those in our city won’t be enough—far from enough. Officer Jiang, you come from a grassroots background, you should know many senior fighters. I would appreciate if you could invite them to visit our city!”

“This… Sir Cheng overestimates me. I have just advanced and haven’t had the chance to build any connections!”

Officer Jiang sighed. After a Gang Sha-level martial artist from a grassroots background joins the government, he has two options: take up office or become a local tyrant.

The second option offered more freedom, fewer restrictions, and required obedience only when necessary. However, the support and resources provided commensurate with this path were also minimal.

“That’s fine. You are already in this realm. Even if you don’t know many people, other martial artists of the same level would not refuse your invitation.”

The Commandant laughed heartily. He didn’t think not having any connections was a problem. Any martial artist who wasn’t a fool would cherish the chance to meet like-minded peers.

“But how should I entice them to come?”

“Just tell them the truth. Though they won’t be able to beat the sentient armor expert in martial arts, they can still learn a lot from the experience. There is no risk of dying, and which martial artist would refuse such an opponent?”

The Commandant, confident in his plan, had been itching to challenge the armor again since experiencing the defeat. It was rare to find an opponent with equivalent skills who wouldn’t inflict any harm.

“But what about Second Young Master Feng? What if he loses patience with us and condemns us? What should we do then?”

Having learned about Feng Qing’an’s older brother, a sense of reverence grew within Officer Jiang.

“Don’t worry!”

Speaking of Feng Qing’an, the Commandant felt even more confident. “Haven’t you noticed? Second Young Master Feng is deliberately training his

armor. It’s a win-win situation. He won’t refuse!” “Sir, you should notify that young master before proceeding!”

Jiang Bei decided to be cautious, advising as such.

“Indeed!”

The prefect thought about it, and indeed it was so, “In that case, let’s send an invitation tomorrow!”

“Am I also to go?”

“Do you not think it impolite to intrude without an invitation? You should go yourself to apologize!”

“It is indeed so!”

The next day

Feng Qing’an, now residing in a newly replaced pavilion, was attended by two dignified girls, preparing to receive two Gang Sha realm martial artists. Having become a person of status, to receive visitors of substantial background, he naturally needed people to provide support.

So, Feng Qing’an decided to throw money at the problem, replacing his pavilion, which was once again destroyed, with a new one after dropping a few gold bricks, allowing the well-resourced tavern to arrange manpower for him.

When the city defense Commander in casual clothes arrived for a “low-key” visit with a group of trusted soldiers, the doorman who was responsible for the greeting was trembling and stuttering when announcing the news.

“City…city defense, Sir Cheng…”

Though the Qingyang Tavern was frequented by the wealthy, none were as prestigious as the current visitor. After all, if there were truly high-ranking elites, they would not stay in a tavern pavilion. There were plenty of people offering mansions, not requiring a single copper coin.

“Young Master Feng!”

The two martial artists were not concerned about the spectacle; upon finding Feng Qing’an, they first expressed their apologies, gave their compensation, and then cut straight to the chase.

“So, where do you plan to hold the duel?”

Having heard the martial artists’ intentions, Feng Qing’an did not immediately respond. He picked up the deed in front of him, and casually flipped through it. It was a compensation gift from the city defense commander—a three-entry mansion located in the busiest part of Anqing Mansion.

“Do you intend to hold the duel in the mansion?”

“Young master jokes. This is just a small token of my sincerity. We ask you to move into it, as this place, after all, belongs to merchants, and it’s too noisy.

We cannot have you deign to live here!”

The prefect said with an apologetic smile. He had not considered his rank as an official, he couldn’t even beat his opponent’s foot soldiers. Did he have any right to put on airs?

In the martial world, people’s standings are based on their fighting capabilities. If your fists aren’t strong enough, everything else is meaningless.

“Oh, well, I’ll accept this token of sincerity!”

After glancing at the location of the mansion, Feng Qing’an unhesitatingly accepted it, without any intention of rejecting the offer. This was the compensation he deserved for their violation of rules.

“In that case, where do you plan to hold the duel?”

“Naturally, we’ll choose a desolate place outside the city, where few people tread!”

The prefect replied. A duel between martial artists of the Gang Sha realm, if unrestrained, could destroy half a city in one night.

“What do you think?”

Feng Qing’an looked down at his cuff. Under his gaze, a slender and elegant Golden Scaled Little Flood Dragon emerged, winding around his fingertip.

“What is this?”

The two martial brutes were shocked, staring at the flood dragon coiled around the young man’s fingertip. Their eyes, looking at Feng Qing’an, were filled with reverence.

In particular, Jiang Bei felt a chill at this moment. He had actually dared to challenge a reincarnation of a heavenly entity who had a dragon around him.

“No need to be surprised, it’s just a True Dragon, which surpasses both of you, and it’s also my armor!”

Yawn-

The Golden Scaled Flood Dragon lifted its head to glance at the two stunned martial artists, then turned its head to Feng Qing’an and let out a light yawn. Its voice was light and joyful, exhibiting a somewhat eager color,

“Hmm, it agrees.. You can arrange it, but for now, only the Gang Sha realm is

permitted, not any higher!”