The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s exclaim, a humanoid-shaped large turtle serving by the divine seat immediately comforted.

“Lord Gui, there is no need for you to go on, I can never be bound by the water vein!”

Feng Qing’an glanced at the old turtle, who looked almost identical to an old haggard man except for the shell on his body, sighed, and then asked somewhat unwillingly,

“Let me ask you one more time, are you really unwilling to control the water vein? As soon as you nod, I can allow you to sit on the throne of the Water Monarch!”

[Species: Spirit Turtle]

[Attributes: Turtle, Spirit, Water, Heaven] [Potential Level: LordMedium]

[Power Level: Monarch?Low]

“This is the sixth time you have asked the same question. I am aged and do not have much energy to deal with the affairs of the Water Monarch anymore. If you are not interested, please choose another good monarch.”

The old turtle, having lived nearly a thousand years, sighed when he heard Feng Qing’an’s question. He too could not understand why someone would not be moved by the readily available throne of the Water Monarch. One simply needed to take one more step forward to be able to enjoy an eternal life.

Of course, he himself was not interested in the position of the Water Monarch because he had lived long enough. There was no need to control the water vein, and he did not want to be bound. He was slow enough as it was.

“What does it matter if you’re old? As long as you control the River’s water vein, your realm will inevitably elevate. By that time, your lifespan will be extended, you will no longer be old, and you will return to your most glorious state in your youth!”

Feng Qing’an tried to tempt the old turtle in front of him. This was the appeal of the Earth Spirits, despite their many limitations, they were sought after by many creatures in the world.

Because it was a path to eternal life. The only drawback was that the creatures who chose this path would be restricted in their movements from then on.

“You need not persuade me anymore, I am determined. I only want to assist the Water Monarch, not to be the Water Monarch!”

The old turtle firmly declined.

“You old tortoise…”

Frustrated to the point of scolding because of the old tortoise’s stubbornness and refusal to bite, Feng Qing’an still didn’t harm the old turtle, for it was key to his obtaining the Water Mansion.

Before entering the Water Mansion, he had sensed that even without the Water

Monarch, the Water Mansion still had a profound foundation, including two Monarchs. One of which was this old turtle and the other was the get killed by him – Jiaolong’s wife.

As the Mirage Dragon, even though they were mixed-race dragons with mixed blood, as the Water Monarch’s wife, she still ranked among Monarchs superior to all spirits.

But the wise know when to yield. Upon witnessing the power presented by Feng Qing’an and his team, the Water Monarch’s wife harbored thoughts of counter-attack.

But then the old turtle approached the Water Monarch’s wife, calculating her fortunes, witnessing the old turtle’s prophecies, she did not hesitate to use her race’s innate divine power. Leaving behind an almost real illusionary body, she took her lineage’s dragon children and grandchildren, and fled directly. With only the old turtle remaining, who advocated allegiance with Feng Qing’an and his party. With the most powerful old turtle advocating this, there was naturally no need for the rest of the water clan to say more. With the help of the old turtle, Feng Qing’an logically took over the Dragon Palace of the Water Mansion.

“Fine, since you are unwilling to be the Water Monarch, then recommend a suitable candidate for me!”

Feng Qing’an stepped back half a step, looking forward to pushing off the responsibility of being the Water Army after only a few days. However, he didn’t want to get rid of it completely. He needed to pick a Water Monarch who could be kind to the people on both banks.

“I think your armor, your mount, they all seem appropriate…”

“Don’t have such an idea about me. I told you to choose someone unrelated to me. I won’t talk about their character and such. The most important thing is for them to be close to the human race. I don’t want to have to wield the sword and kill once more!”

Feng Qing’an interrupted the old turtle who was playing dumb.

Dubbed as an old turtle of a thousand years, Feng Qing’an did not dare to look down on this seemingly old and feeble turtle. If we talk about him being old, Feng Qing’an dismissed it as nonsense. Among this old fella’s attributes, there was ‘heaven’.

The inclusion of this attribute revealed the old turtle’s true side. To some extent, the old turtle was even more horrifying than the Wave River Water Monarch, whom Feng Qing’an had killed with a single stroke of his sword.

The gap between his potential level and his current realm was the largest Feng Qing’an had ever seen. It represented the countless times the old turtle has surmounted the species’ limits and broken the shackles.

“Sir, in fact, the most suitable person to succeed you as the Wave River Monarch has already formed ties with you. You only need to wait with a quiet mind, and you will find her naturally, or wait for her to appear in front of you.”

“Did you calculate my fortune?”

Feng Qing’an’s gaze unconsciously fell on the shell of the old turtle. The almost naturally formed texture on it was very interesting. If stared at for too long, it would cause one’s vision to blur and dizziness.

“Yes indeed!”

“So where is my successor now?”

Feng Qing’an asked eagerly.

“The will of heaven cannot be divulged, please wait patiently!”

The old turtle acted as if he was muttering an incantation. Yet Feng Qing’an put up with none of this old turtle’s nonsense and in front of him, unsheathed the Green God Sword, placing it on the old turtle’s neck.

“Lord Gui, are you implying that the sword in my hand is blunt?”