The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

To Feng Qing’an’s surprise, he was looking down on the trembling body of the Green-Skinned Ghost King.

This was the shortest Ghost King Feng Qing’an had ever encountered, standing at only five feet tall. The creature was skinny and shriveled, its skeletal body topped by a grotesquely large head with outlandishly huge facial features, which was disproportionate to its size.

This creature looked like a buffoon on a stage, like the dwarfs who entertain dignitaries in common kingdoms. Feng Qing’an found it hard to believe that Donghuang entrusted a role similar to the Brocade Guard to such a hideous ghost creature.

Though, there were no Ghost Kings with good looks in the netherworld. All of them were ghastly figures, terrifying enough to scare a person to death by their appearance alone.

Although these Ghost Kings were all monstrous, they were also tall and strong, emanating potent power. However, the character in front of him was uniquely ugly.

Nevertheless, Feng Qing’an knew this creature. It’s grotesque appearance was deliberate deception. After all, even though a Ghost King with insufficient qualifications revealed its true form, it should be at least a hundred feet tall. How could it appear so short and ugly?

Each step of practicing the Immortal Way can continuously change one’s fundamental talents, and even transform the mortal body into an immortal one. While it’s harder for ghost creatures to cultivate compared with the Human Race, they can also transform their soul bodies gradually.

A significant part of the reason why this Green-Skinned Ghost King was able to look so disgustingly ugly was, perhaps, its deliberate disguise. Perhaps, it was influenced by the Divine Power it possessed. Comically sacrificing its appearance, it chose Divine Power.

“Your Highness, after I carried out the orders from the King, I began to track you down. Upon finding out where you were, I hurried to meet you.”

The Green-Skinned Ghost King was trembling severely. At first, it was furious when it learned that one of its offspring was killed in the street, but after investigating, it became frightened.

After all, the number of living people in Ghost City was small. Most of them were not individuals a Ghost King could easily offend.

“Meet? Aren’t you here for revenge? I am, after all, the murderer to your child. Is this display of yours appropriate?”

Feng Qing’an was smiling while watching the Green-skinned Ghost King, yet his eyes were devoid of warmth. The Gold-Eyed Black Panther who was squatting on his shoulder seemed to understand Feng Qing’an’s intentions. Although it wanted to resist, seeing a tasty delicacy in front of it, it jumped down from his shoulder.

Like the transitioning of day and night, once the Black Panther landed, the black color encompassing its body shrank into its eyes. When its four paws touched the ground, the petite and cute black kitten had transformed into a majestic, horrifying beast – a white tiger with abyssal black eyes.

Roar~

The White Tiger roared, stretched out its blood-red tongue, licked its lips, and started circling around the crawling Green-Skinned Ghost King. The tiger’s greedy and malicious intent was not concealed. Even though the two were a realm apart, this tiger, being a descendant of a sacred beast, looked at the Ghost King as if it was looking at a meal.

“Your Excellency, the Consort King, I am guilty of poor upbringing, as I allowed my disgraceful offspring to offend you and your honor in the street. He deserves to die. It was presumptuous of him to make you exert your effort.”

The Green-Skinned Ghost King’s behavior was humble to dust itself. In its body, the Ghost King’s arrogance and authority were missing, only leaving a flattery similar to the eunuchs serving the emperor in worldly kingdoms.

“Dying by your hand is the greatest honor in his life.”

“You talk good points. However, how can you convince me that you don’t hold any grudges or thoughts of revenge?”

Feng Qing’an stood before the Ghost King whose offspring he had killed, making a presumptuously harsh demand.

He asked a father to prove to him that he harbored no thoughts of revenge against the murderer of his child.

“You are the Consort King, how dare I offend your majesty?”

“That’s all?”

Feng Qing’an laughed lightly. His principle was not to cause trouble when he was out. But if he did, he had to nip the problem in the bud, leaving no chance for future troubles.

Like the young Ghost Soul Sect master who molested Nan Ge and caused conflict with him, to eliminate the risk, he spent half a year destroying the powers of the Sect which he relied upon, eliminating all threats.

“Your Highness, I have thirty-nine sons and forty-seven daughters. The one you killed was just the most worthless one among them. How could I possibly think about revenge for such an unworthy son?”

The dwarf-like Green-Skinned Ghost King looked up, cautiously trying to explain his thoughts. His reasons were logical, but Feng Qing’an merely uttered two words in his emotionless face.

“Insufficient.”

“But I…”

“Promises are the weakest in this world.”

“Please wait a moment, Your Highness.”

After hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, the Green-Skinned Ghost King remained silent. After getting Feng Qing’an’s permission, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

Within half an hour, a dense green smoke emerged from the outside world and rushed into this courtyard in Ghost City. As soon as it landed, a few phenomenally ugly ghost creatures rolled out onto the ground.