The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Upon hearing the surprising remark spouted by this blond girl, Feng Qing’an’s previously pale face, without a hint of blood, suddenly turned red, showing signs of an unusual blush. He was in a clear state of embarrassment and fury.

“I am the King’s Consort of the You Huang Ghost Nation. Do you understand what that means? It was personally acknowledged by the ruler in front of the ghost creatures of the whole Ghost Nation. It is not the same as being a furnace tripod.”

“I see.”

Hua Qingyu watched the young man in front of her, whose emotions suddenly turned passionate, folded one hand into a fist and hit it with the palm of his other hand – indicating that she understood.

“You are a high-ranking furnace tripod!”

“Hua Qingyu, if you dare to slander me again for no reason, I will stop practicing the Star Lodging Sect teaching!”

The boy in white became thoroughly irritated, throwing down an ultimatum manipulating the situation to his advantage, thereby leveraging the authentic teaching of the Star Lodging Sect.

Though aware that the situation was not as it seemed, Hua Qingyu didn’t care about that. She felt sympathetic towards this pale-faced young man. The sense of justice in her heart exploded. She longed to aid this fellow member of the Human Race and relieve his suffering. Of course, if she could introduce him to the Star Lodging Sect and have him acknowledge her as his superior, that would be even better.

“Hua Zhenchuan, please be careful with your words. Our fellow Daoist Feng has suffered greatly over the years. This is probably something he does not wish to be reminded of. Your provocative comments may further irritate him. It would be best not to bring it up anymore!”

Upon hearing Su Qingying’s frosty voice being conveyed mentally, her perception of Feng Qing’an greatly improved.

To still manage to cultivate such Immortal Pulse Phenomenon using Ghost Creature techniques while being drained by a Ghost Immortal is an extraordinary feat. It is lamentable to see him fall into such dire straits, though, which invokes sympathy.

Having encountered them, it would mean that there must be more to fate than misery for our fellow Daoist Feng. Despite facing a Ghost Immortal, this group of individuals, each distinct in their own way and gathered here, should be able to provide some sort of solution to save him.

“Hua Qingyu, you need to stop gossiping. Can’t you see that I’ve been quiet all this while?”

Upon speaking, the True Inheritor of the Floating Life Realm also broke her silence, yet she also employed the secret technique of internal voice communication to avoid upsetting an already visibly aggravated Feng Qing’an.

As proud members of the Human Race, with talents surpassing that of others, they not only failed to gain admission into prestigious Immortal Sects of the Taoism, but ended up reduced to toys for a You Huang Ghost Immortal who feeds on them like furnace tripods. Such a desolate state hardly encourages feelings of resentment.

When it was about time for Feng Qing’an to finally “confess,” they held back their trepidation and kept all the immortal treasures they’d readied previously. There was no need to be cautious and super-vigilant against a possible Ghost Immortal anymore.

“These fools, they must really think I’m quite miserable, aren’t they?”

Feng Qing’an, whose steps were unsteady and complexion pale, a clear sight even for an ordinary person without medical knowledge, was inwardly complaining. If it weren’t for the massive gap between him and Dong Huang, his cultivation would probably have soared, and he would have made consecutive breakthroughs.

Regrettably, what Dong Huang had given him was too much. He couldn’t refine it all at once and could only temporarily store it in Cave Sky to refine at leisure when time permitted.

This was the precise reason why he currently looked so miserable, as if he’d been exhausted by the techniques of cultivation.

His straightforward response to the questioning of his identity from these True Inheritor of the Taoist Path played favorably in his plight. Their hostility waned even as they pitied him. Although he indeed was in a sad state, it was only temporary.

“Fellow Daoist Feng, did the ruler of the You Huang Ghost Nation leave a mark on you — that no matter where you run, she will bring you back?”

After consulting with one another regarding how to intervene in Feng Qing’an’s situation, the group of elites decided to proceed. Since Hua Qingyu had just aggravated Feng Qing’an, Xin Fu, the True Inheritor of the Floating Life Realm, was chosen to ask.

“I… I’m not quite sure.”

Feng Qing’an furrowed his eyebrows, finding the question difficult to answer. His only link with Dong Huang was through the Soul Contract, which enabled communication anytime, anywhere.

One would naturally assume that as a Guardian Beast Master, he should have the upper hand and be able to avoid Dong Huang. However, the vast difference between their abilities left one wondering whether the constraints of the Soul Contract would withstand.

“Considering Daoist Feng’s talent, if I were a Ghost Immortal, I would certainly have some tricks up my sleeve,” Su Qingying spoke up. Her voice was gentle, contrasting her previous cold demeanor. Compared to exploring secret realms, rescuing a Human Clan’s Pride whose future should have been promising from a Ghost Immortal felt more fulfilling.

“Since Brother Feng himself is not certain, let’s consider the worst scenario!”

Tao Baibai, a Genuine Inheritor from Three Saints Village, also chimed in at this point. As he spoke, he made an offer:

“I have a unique object here that can confuse destiny and mask the aura.”

The child-like Taoist prodigy handed Feng Qing’an a strange object. It was a status of a golden turtle with a copper cash in its mouth, quite rudimentary in detail and unusually sculpted. However, it was wrapped in a very uncanny and mystical power.

“I have one too, but it was begged off a master.”

Xin Fu, a Genuine Inheritor of the Floating Life Realm, also provided Feng Qing’an with a prayer wheel emitting radiant Buddha light. Similar to Tao Baibai’s object, it also had the power to conceal destiny.

Soon after, the rest of the prodigies also extended gifts to Feng Qing’an as a demonstration of their goodwill. Among all, Hua Qingyu was the most generous, gifting Feng Qing’an a white robe that twinkled with starlight.