The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Just a tentative probe, and he lost an arm. The intense pain twisted the ghost creature’s face as he stared at Feng Qing’an, with tangible green ghost fires gushing out of his eyes.

He absolutely did not expect this outcome. The Da Cheng Qing Gui Battle Body, that had just been praised by two elders, was reduced to an armless figure simply after an encounter with a human.

If not for the timely intervention of his Taoist protector, he would have lost more than just an arm – his entire being may have been split apart by the sword.

If that had happened, he would have died in utter humiliation. Because his Da Cheng Qing Gui Battle Body, which had drawn admiration from many disciples – even the elders – was nothing more than a Divine Power technique he flaunted openly. And yet, he secretly possessed even grander Divine Power secrets and artifacts.

Having concealed so much, yet not being able to use any of it before being slain, would leave him unable to rest in peace. Even as a wandering ghost in the netherworld, his spirit would not be at ease.

“Lesser Sect Master, refrain from recklessness.”

The Taoist protector’s voice sounded in his ear. This man, who mostly remained silent and unnoticeable, was now staring at Feng Qing’an with a grave expression.

Because he could not fathom Feng Qing’an’s true capacity, which was beyond his understanding.

Upon first glance, he seemed like a lively, vigorous human youth. But upon closer look, one could see the Immortal aura hidden within him, and the underlying Dao foundation. However, on thorough examination, it was discovered that there was nothing inside the young man. It was as if he just never cultivated.

Such revelation naturally made the Black Armored Taoist cautious; he felt that whatever he saw was only what others wanted him to see. In reality, he could barely touch the edge of their true depth.

The young man’s performance and the sword he swung confirmed his speculation. The man hardly paid any attention to the Lesser Sect Master and was aware of his presence right from the beginning. His lifelong cultivation and the secret technique of hiding in the void was useless in front of him.

As for the Qing Gui Battle Body that the Lesser Sect Master cultivated, it was nothing more than a joke to this man. If not for his timely rescue, the figure approved by the ancestral elders for his resemblance to an immortal would have already been slain.

“What is your relationship with South-North?”

The pain of burning heat transmitted from the severed arm, reaching deep into his marrow and even causing his soul to convulse, made the Ghost Soul Sect’s Lesser Sect Master realize that the young man standing before him was no ordinary person. Despite acknowledging this, he was not willing to back down.

That was his Dao Foundation for becoming an immortal!

How could he let go of it? Once missed, he may not encounter it a second time in his life. If that were the case, rather than paralleling his ancestors, even touching the threshold of the Human Immortal Way would be considered decent in his life.

“South-North? You dare to blatantly pursue without even knowing her real name. Who emboldened you?”

Only now did Feng Qing’an shift his gaze to the monster, whose severed arm was already regenerating. Nonetheless, his look was filled with undisguised contempt.

A perfectly good human chose to turn himself into a monster.

[Race: Qing Gui]

[Attributes: Yin, Spiritual, Beast]

[Potential Rating: Monarch·Upper Grade]

[Power Rating: Lord·Upper Grade]

According to the system’s identification standard, this fellow in front of him no longer counted as a member of the Human Race. Instead, he was an outlier that could be contracted into an agreement. Nonetheless, given Feng Qing’an’s current perspective, he naturally despised such a creature. He couldn’t help but find it laughable.

“I know that’s not her real name, but what does it matter? I just want to know what your relationship with her is, and where’s she now?”

The Lesser Sect Master, who was hacked into a half-cripple by a sword, stubbornly refused to retreat. He continued to stare at Feng Qing’an, making futile efforts.

It was when he tried to press Feng Qing’an, two elderly men with white hair also rushed over. The aura emanating from them caused Feng Qing’an to slightly shift his gaze, but after carefully sensing it for a moment, he no longer paid them any attention.

Among the cultivators of the Dao, within the Yuan Dan Realm, the cultivators in this realm are divided into nine ranks based on the grade of their Yuan Dan. Among them, those with the top three grades of Yuan Dan can be referred to as the Golden Core True Person because they can step into the next realm with their own abilities.

Cultivators of the middle three grades can also be referred to as Great Yuan Dan cultivators. If they have the right opportunity, they can also break into the Dong Xuan realm, but such opportunities are one in ten thousand.

Most of the cultivators of the middle three grades can only die old within this realm, without any hope of becoming immortals. As for the lower three grades, there is not much to say.

Cultivators of the lower three grades of Yuan Dan are also known as mixed pill cultivators. The status of these cultivators is even inferior to those cultivators of the Transcending Mortal Realm who have outstanding talent.

The reason for this is that some of the lower three grades of Yuan Dan are purely formed by forcibly condensing through peripheral methods such as blood sacrifices or refining spiritual objects. The combat power of these cultivators is just like their status.

Just like the two rushing old men in front of him, with just a glance, Feng Qing’an could tell from their chaotic aura that they were cultivators of the lower three grades of Yuan Dan.

“Young Sect Master.”

Before Feng Qing’an could speak, the face of the Black Armored Taoist had already drastically changed. An extreme sense of danger stimulated his spirit. The formerly unremarkable boy had transformed into a behemoth from ancient times in his eyes.

“Move.”

This time, the Black Armored Taoist didn’t even consult with the Young Sect Master. He stretched out his hand and flung out a streak of black energy. It transformed into an iron chain and hooked onto the figure of the ghost, tossing it behind him. He himself shook his body and transformed into a ghostly general clad in black armor, clashing with the sword tip that Feng Qing’an had once again raised and swung down.

Screech~

A sharp and piercing sound of metal friction rang out. The Green God Sword, which was no different from a divine weapon to Feng Qing’an, finally revealed its shortcoming at this moment. After all, it was only the fang shed by the Mountain god.

Bullying a few small monsters and ghosts was naturally an easy task, but facing an opponent with both strength and background like the one before him, the seemingly grand sword light couldn’t even break through the opponent’s armor.

“Young Master, my Young Sect Master was practicing his qigong and his mind was disturbed, causing his words to be disrespectful. I kindly ask for your understanding and forgiveness. I will immediately take the Young Sect Master away, and we will no longer disturb you.”

Seeing the Sword light blocked by his own armor, despite experiencing the pain of the sword qi of the Blazing Sun longing to burn everything, he still managed to withstand it. This gave the Black Armored Taoist a moment of confidence to negotiate with the other party. However, as soon as he started to speak, he retreated.

Because the other party’s indifferent attitude, which was maintained all the time, really made him feel uncertain.

Even now, he hasn’t figured out the other party’s origin and specifics, and the two swords swung casually seemed like he was just making a casual effort. The other party hadn’t even started their real attack.

“Disturbed mind? Then keep it controlled. Causing trouble is not something that can be resolved by just saying a few words.”

Feng Qing’an withdrew the Green God Sword, and in turn, drew the Xunfeng Sword. With a swing of his sword, he slashed at the Black Armored Taoist who had suddenly become desperate.

Hum~

A clear and distant dragon chant sounded. A blue dragon roared out from the sword tip, engulfing the figure in black armor in an instant. The sharp edge of the divine weapon instantly shredded the armor decorated with the scenes of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons into countless metallic fragments floating in the air.

“How dare you do this! We are disciples of the Ghost Soul Sect. He is the next Sect Master designated by our Sect’s ancestor!”

Seeing the young man in white clothes, wielding the Dragon Sword, who had just used two swords to disable the Taoist specially arranged to protect them, the two Elders who had chased after them were almost scared silly.

But at this moment, they still remembered their duties, shouting out the background of the Young Sect Master while running, hoping to deter the other party.

“Just getting rid of the roots. Ghost Soul Sect, I’ll remember.”