The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

The collapse and destruction of many sects were due to the sudden demise of their strongest cultivators. Of course, the true sacred sites that last for eternity had nothing to worry about. They owned Immortal Arrays or Dao artifacts that could suppress their foundation.

Tsk, I wonder how many are going to survive this ordeal?”

Looking at the elders being urged by the Sword Spirits to continue hunting the Monster Kings, Feng Qing’an could not help but mutter, an unmistakeable malice in his eyes.

After taking down three Supreme Elders, all he needed was a logically sound reason to command the entire sect under the title of Human Immortal.

He didn’t just expel the sect leader and elders. Even many disciples practicing in the mountains were descending in groups, entering the mundane world to slay monsters and eliminate demons.

A considerable number of these cultivators had committed countless atrocities in pursuit of the short-cut to cultivation or for refining foci. This provided a perfect opportunity for them to atone for their sins.

“Should go and check on how my Virtuous King’s training is progressing!”

Watching those receding streaks of darkness and mysterious light, Feng Qing’an redirected his gaze. Despite the Demon Subduing Sword Array being absent, he was not worried that these swords, possessing self-will and high intellect, would betray him.

They knew well why they were born. Even though Feng Qing’an didn’t refine them using the traditional sword cultivating method, he could still sense the existence of these swords. With just a thought, they would fly back to him from miles away.

Yan~

Upon approaching the area where Chen Ping was originally placed, a long and grand dragon chant rang, spawning thunder in the void. Endless golden light gathered from all directions, eventually forming a Golden Scaled Flood Dragon in the air, its head waving left and right. The shine in its golden pupils was filled with fascination.

“An Incarnation of Faith?!”

Watching this large creature, the size of which was identical to that of the living dragon in every aspect, Feng Qing’an was taken aback.

He did not expect that the dragon fish, which was initially no different from a loach, not only underwent a fish-to-dragon transformation but also grew so large in such a short span of time.

He had to admit that the advance of the Way of Faith was incredibly rapid given enough faith, which was unmatched by any other system. It was downright terrifying.

“This is too exaggerated!”

[Race: Faith Spirit]

[Attributes: God, Dragon, Water, Thunder, Wind]

[Potential Level: Monarch·Lower]

[Strength Level: Monarch·Lower]

“Good lad, the Transformation is even stronger than the original body!”

Looking at the appraisal result, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but comment. However, this confirmed to him that the decision he made was the right one.

This rapid growth indicated that once it fell one day, it would face an unprecedented backlash. It was better to cultivate power slowly and steadily himself. Things coming in fast will also go away fast.

Yan~

A dash of golden light and thunder passed through the sky. By the time Feng Qing’an slightly turned his head, he saw a delicate and dignified dragon head resting on his shoulder, its shining dragon eyes looking at him closely.

“Not bad, it seems you have been having a good time recently.”

From the appraisal results, the living dragon seemed almost unchanged. However, Feng Qing’an could feel the increasingly vivid and lively spiritual qi on its body.

If it weren’t for the lack of blood and qi on it, he would mistake it for a real Spirit. After all, it managed to cultivate an Incarnation of the Monarch level. How could it possibly not reap any benefits?

Yan~

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, the living dragon rubbed its small head onto his cheek, expressing its unconcealed affection and joy.

For Feng Qing’en, it was only a few months of separation, but for Minglong, this period of time away from its master occupied a significant proportion of its life journey. After experiencing it once, it didn’t want to go through it a second time.

“You don’t want to be apart from me? You…how will you stand on your own in the future?”

Feng Qing’an, who could sense Minglong’s thoughts, found it funny. However, after some thought, he found himself to be even more absurd,

“Alright, you can stick with me, you’re my armor anyway. It doesn’t seem appropriate to be without armor. As for this incarnation, let it stay here, what do you think?”

Hum~

Whatever the master says is what it is!

Minglong, who had been separated from Feng Qing’an for a period, was utterly obedient to him. As for this divine incarnation, to be honest, it was already kinda fed up.

Because maintaining this divine incarnation and ensuring its strength required communication with the human race in the secular world. Even though it seldom needed to show up, or do anything, merely silently observing was enough. Still, the bottomless abyss-like desires of the human race stunned it, and its innocent mind suffered a great shock.

If it could start over and was given another chance, it would definitely not choose the practice of divine secret methods. But now, it had already practiced it, so it couldn’t possibly abandon it right? This would mean that all the hard work of the past few months had been for nothing, a result it was unwilling to accept.

“Let’s go, let’s find Sen Miao!”

Feng Qing’an mounted the head of the incarnate Jiaolong. Instantly, dark clouds rolled, thunder rumbled. No deliberate effort was needed, for even the simple actions and breaths of a Monarch-level being could cause celestial phenomena.

“Not bad, pity it’s still too slow!”

Upon returning to the small town, Feng Qing’an saw a well-ordered city. Although the atmosphere was particularly oppressive and armed soldiers and patrolling guards were everywhere, this gave a feeling of security that was completely different from elsewhere.

After witnessing all kinds of absurdity and desolation in troubled times, Feng Qing’an now completely agreed that even the worst order was better than a disorderly world without any order.

“Master.”

The moment Feng Qing’an appeared in the sky above the town, the Qilin Auspicious Beast, who had been waiting here the whole time, revealed its figure. Its green Qilin Beast form had undergone significant changes and differences since Feng Qing’an’s departure.

Although it hadn’t advanced in rank, its strength had stabilized in this realm. Coupled with its unique bloodline, it was not far behind the veteran monster kings who had stayed in this realm for hundreds of years.

Of course, there was still quite a gap compared to the top monster kings who could wantonly kill miscellaneous cultivators. After all, Sen Miao’s Qilin bloodline was not considered strong.

Even her mother, who possessed a Qilin bloodline, had not awakened it. She was just fortunate enough to encounter Feng Qing’an, and that’s why she had such opportunities and achievements now.

“How’s it going now?”

“Reporting to the master…”

Sen Miao gave a detailed account of everything Virtuous King Chen Ping had done in the past — whatever actions deviated from Feng Qing’an’s expectations were corrected, what should be done and what should not be done, all complied with Feng Qing’an’s requirements.

“If I make you appear to endorse his claim to the throne, what do you think?”

Feng Qing’an patiently listened, then suddenly asked.

“Master!”

Sen Miao was startled, then hesitated,

“Is this appropriate?”

“What’s inappropriate? Look at your current appearance, posture, temperament, more than enough to be enshrined on the sacred altar as a guardian beast!”

“Is it okay to intervene in the human path…”

“I’ve already intervened in many things, this won’t make much difference.”