The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Theoretically speaking, once one harnesses the power of mountain and river geomancy, as long as the seated spirit does not invite its own doom, it can practically coexist with heaven and earth – but in reality, this is impossible.

At the time of the separation of Heaven and Earth, the first batch of primordial mountain gods, who could truly coexist with the world, have almost all fallen. Nowadays, one cannot even see a single one, let alone recincarnated spirits who have seized the position of the Mountain and River Gods.

No matter how one puts it, one thing is universally acknowledged that once anyone attains the divine position, one can greatly extend their lifespan. Furthermore, even if one suffers heavy damage or their body is exploding, they can rebuild their body by using the power of mountain and river geomancy.

In theory, as long as you do not encounter an enemy beyond the great realm, you can survive, just like the immortal Path of Incense Fire. However, the recovery speed would be much slower than that of the Incense Fire spirits in their prime. But as a lifesaving technique, it is already very good.

Regrettably, whether it is the infinite rebirth of the Path of Incense Fire through the power of desire or the Mountain and River Gods’ ability to rebuild their true body with the power of geomancy, such resurrection abilities lose their effect in front of the sword swung by Feng Qing’an.

Whoosh~

Feng Qing’an just waved his hand. In the air above the bifurcated corpse of the Mountain Lord, a pitch-black crack appeared, and a mighty suction emerged, taking in the enormous spirit corpse the size of a mountain.

The true bodies of the Mountain and River Gods are dissimilar. Creatures like this Mountain Lord, possessing fresh blood, are just a part of them. There are spirits who are attuned to the sentience of rocks, plants and trees, and of course, cultivators hiding to extend their lifespan to avoid the arrival of their end.

The remains left by this ferocious tiger Mountain Lord is exactly what Feng Qing’an needs. The demon species, famous for their formidable bodies, their fallen teeth and claws are all top-tier refining materials, let alone this complete Divine Tiger bone.

This miscreant mountain cat must have used the power of geomancy to refine its demon body. Unfortunately, it was too cocky judging a sword too lightly resulted in its spirit scattering, not even getting a chance to repent.

“Don’t be disrespectful.”

Seeing Feng Qing’an simply wave his hand and take away the huge tiger corpse as big as a mountain, the girl’s legs had gone weak. In her eyes, admiration and awe filled her gaze as she looked at Feng Qing’an. She slapped her little brother on the head, and then cautiously asked,

“Excuse me, are you an immortal?”

“An immortal? No, I’m just a good Samaritan who happened to pass by.”

Looking at the brother and sister pair, who were thin as a skeleton because of hunger and fear, Feng Qing’an was strangely calm in his heart despite their pitiable appearance.

Over the past couple of months, he has witnessed too many horrifying events – atrocities glossed over in history books in a few simple strokes, but when they appear vividly in front of his eyes, the impact was unprecedented.

In times of famine, people ate one another.

Nine out of ten houses empty, the family line extinct.

Many starved to death, resorting to cannibalism, exchanging wives and children for food.

After witnessing such human tragedies, upon seeing these two pitifully starved children, naturally, he did not have any special emotions. After all, they were still alive, breathing and exhaling, weren’t they?

Moreover, meeting him meant that the hardships they had suffered in the past had come to an end. Illnesses, plagues, wars, all kinds of human suffering, would henceforth distance themselves from them.

“Would you like to come with me?”

Feng Qing’an asked with a smile as he saw the puzzled look in the siblings’ eyes.

“I am willing.”

The girl agreed almost immediately, without any thought. She remembered how she came up the last stretch of the road. There were steep cliffs on all four sides of this mountain peak, and there was no mountain road that would allow anyone to go down. Aside from the immortal in front of her who denied being one, who else could save the two of them?

“If you are willing, then go in. From now on, everything will get better.”

A rift appeared on the mountain top in front of the siblings, but what appeared in front of them was not darkness, but a prolific fruit garden.

“Sister, peaches, I want to eat peaches.”

The child gazed upon the orchard before him, which seemed as though it could feed him for a lifetime, and he began to shout and cheer uncontrollably.

Looking at the full fruits bending the branches, the girl could not help but swallow her saliva, but having experienced all kinds of difficulties, she became exceptionally cautious at this moment. She looked at the young man who seemed like an earthbound deity.

“Immortal, can those be eaten?”

“Eat slowly, be careful not to overeat.”

Feng Qing’an instructed carelessly, and then, the siblings who had been tormented by hunger for several days and nights could no longer hold back. Under the temptation of the rich fruity aroma, they rushed into the Cave Sky.

“Ah!”

It seemed that everything had been dealt with, the smile on Feng Qing’an’s face faded slowly. He could not help but sigh. When his gaze was cast outside the mountain, the gentle smile on his face faded and his gentle jade-like eyes became cold, just like the chill about to envelop the earth.

In the chaotic world of humanity, the demons that slaughter the Human Race can be beheaded. But those spirits that receive offerings from the Human Race yet are taking advantage of the chaos to wreak havoc should be even more ruthlessly killed.

However, what is even more infuriating, and not mentioned by people, are the traitors who help the demons, submit to the evil gods, and harm their own species.

“Karma? Huh!”

When the Mountain God fell, his blood gushed out, creating a bloody rainbow that spanned hundreds of miles. But now this extraordinary phenomenon was gradually being obscured by the chilling gale howling in the sky, and the rumbling thunder echoed in the cloud layer.

Crack~

A blinding streak of lightning sprang from the cloud layer, striking an old village outside the mountain with precision. Accompanied by a raging fire, cries filled with pain and wails followed.

“I don’t care.”

Feng Qing’an ascended step by step, strolling in the clouds. With countless thunderbolts, they gradually erupted from his body and were intertwined with the lightning snakes.

Rumble~

A clear dragon chant sounded from Feng Qing’an’s chest. The Jiaolong sprang from the young man’s clothes and grew against the wind, transforming into a Golden-scaled Flood Dragon over ten meters long. After circling in the clouds, the head, similar to that of the flood dragon, approached Feng Qing’an and let out a soft chant.

Hum~

“You want to enact divine punishment?”

Feng Qing’an’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he looked at the Bright Dragon who was volunteering. Through the Soul Contract, he could glimpse its thoughts and quickly understood its intentions.

The Bodhisattva fears the cause, all beings fear the result

The Bright Dragon’s fragmented Flood Dragon heritage contains a similar description about karma. Regardless of the situation, practitioners of the Profound Righteous Path should refrain from wantonly slaughtering ordinary people, no matter what those ordinary people have done, it is not something practitioners should interfere with.

The Bright Dragon knows that its master is not considered a practitioner now, but it also knows how strongly its master desires to follow the path of cultivation.

Although he has not officially embarked on the path now, there will be a day when he will walk the path in pursuit of the Dao. If, in a moment of anger, he slaughters those evil-doers of the human race and gets entangled in some karma, which hinders his path, it would be a real waste.

With that said, it might as well execute the punishment itself. If there are causes and their effects, it can bear them all. After all, it is just an armor, cultivation and seeking Dao have nothing to do with it, it does not care about karma.

“Go ahead!”

Feng Qing’an stared at the Bright Dragon for a few moments, then waved his hand. He did not think that punishing those treacherous humans with thunder would bring upon him any detrimental karma.

If there is some sort of entity stealthily observing everything from the unknown, then he should be praised and rewarded for his actions now, not entangled in what kind of shitty karma, even affecting the path of cultivation.