The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“Can immortals go outside of this world?”

“I’m not sure. Although our sect often has immortals giving lectures, almost all of them are extremely wary of the outside world and are reluctant to talk about it too much.”

“I heard that every immortal, after their tribulation, must venture outside of our world. Even if they return, they are unable to remain within our world for long, frequently going beyond. It’s unknown what they do there.”

“Is this so-called ‘outside’ the Immortal World? Is that where immortals reside?”

This was the question posed by Feng Qing’an.

“Indeed, there is such a thing as the Immortal World, but they are created by our various Immortal Sects. Compared to the outside world, it’s a completely different matter. The outside world, they say, is home to the Infinite Senior Sister and there even seems to be a multitude of worlds similar to ours.”

The many pride of heaven released by Feng Qing’an, hearing the conversation between Feng Qing’an and Hua Qingyu, joined the conversation, sharing what they knew about the outside world.

However, Feng Qing’an found that these guys really didn’t know much about the outside world. Most of their information was speculation and unverifiable rumors.

Seeing even these prodigies were unaware, Feng Qing’an immediately lost interest. It seemed there is something about the outside world that they couldn’t mention to the younger generation, so information was withheld. Only after attaining the appropriate cultivation realm would one know.

“So, can I try to comprehend this skill?”

Feng Qing’an toyed with the Star Jade Slip in his hand. However, as soon as he had finished speaking, a hearty laugh rang out and another Jade Slip was presented to him.

“My fellow daoist, you are truly brave to attempt to cultivate this comprehension skill. If so, why don’t you try the method I’ve comprehended? If there is anything lacking or mistaken, you can discuss it with me at any time.”

Feng Qing’an looked up to see a handsome youth with sword-like eyebrows. He was extremely generous, offering a pile of secret skills and divine powers, like common commodities, whilst to minor sects they were cherished legacies.

“Your magnanimity is admirable. I would be rude to refuse.”

Even as he politely responded, Feng Qing’an didn’t hesitate to accept the Jade Slip. The moment he probed it with his divine consciousness, he exclaimed in admiration. It contained a defense cultivation skill.

Similar to the talismanic divine power formed at the Dantian Qi Sea during the transcendence realm, this cultivation method also involved creating something similar, positioning it on the surface of the body. When attacked, it would explosively unleash a protective dragon-tiger form, safeguarding the cultivator’s life.

However, this was a one-time-use skill. After use, it needed to be replenished. Even so, it revealed the ingenious intent of the creator.

“This skill is still imperfect. If fellow daoist Feng finds any flaws or areas for improvement, please be sure to inform me right away.”

“Definitely!”

At this moment, Feng Qing’an didn’t know how to describe his feelings. The broad-mindedness of these elite disciples far surpassed his expectations; ordinary cultivators could hardly compare.

“Feng Qing’an, use mine first. Mine is absolutely perfect. You should be able to see how profound it is, right?”

Hua Qingyu, with an easygoing attitude, clapped Feng Qing’an’s shoulder.

“I will study it carefully.”

Feng Qing’an had an indescribable look on his face. From his perspective, he couldn’t find any flaws for the time being, but he thought it necessary to ask someone else to take a look since it involved hammering blood qi and revolving regulations. For that, Feng Qing’an didn’t need to find another person.

“Ming Long, you help me check.”

Hum~

From Feng Qing’an’s robe sleeve, a bright dragon figurepiece as thin as a chopstick hummed in response, taking up Feng Qing’an’s request. In this aspect, it was itself a master.

“Rascal, you can’t expect to get any advantages over me!”

The handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows glowered at Feng Qing’an, the rascal standing before his prison cell. Almost all the talents confined here had been released by Feng Qing’an except for this one.

“Judging by your appearance, you don’t seem to come from any prestigious sect. Are you some small fry from a backwater corner? Anyway, I think you don’t have any good things. Since you have such an issue with me, stay here. The environment here is not bad at all. It’s a great place to temper your Daoist Heart!”

Feng Qing’an was smiling cheerfully. He didn’t take the young man’s resentments and hostility very seriously. After all, he wasn’t the one given the raw deal. He was the one gaining the upper hand by irreverently treating the young man’s flawless Banished Celestial Maiden with disrespect. Was the young man wasn’t allowed a fit of impotent rage?

“Hey, Feng Qing’an, why can’t we leave this place?”

Xin Fu, the first one Feng Qing’an had released, came over with a gloomy face. He had just taken a stroll and had found the main door of the Underground Palace, but it was sealed, and he was unable to open it.

“Why do you want to leave?”

A puzzled look crossed Feng Qing’an’s face.

“What do you mean?”

The faces of those from the Floating Life Realm’s Inheritance darkened instantly. The other inheritors who were not very familiar with Feng Qing’an also wore unpleasant expressions. But most inheritors remained expressionless, quietly observing the changes.

“No particular meaning. Do you even know what’s outside? Why ask when you know the answer? Even if you leave, what would happen? Without a span of half an incense stick’s worth of time, you’ll return to where you originally stayed.”

A look of innocence appeared on Feng Qing’an’s face. The atmosphere within the Underground Palace began to grow heavy.

“Then why did you deceive us with talk of reduced sentences? Are you playing us for fools?”

“Did I not release you all? Are you not free now? If you have the ability, you can leave this place now!”

“If we had that ability, would we still have needed you to let us out?”

Xin Fu spat angrily at Feng Qing’an.

“Hahaha, fellow daoists, I told you, this lad cannot be trusted.”

The only one who was still imprisoned, a prodigy, laughed loudly with a sense of pleasure. But no one paid him any attention. Who couldn’t see that Feng Qing’an was doing this on purpose? But these costs, they didn’t care at all.

“Feng Qing’an, stop playing games with us. Tell us, what’s your plan that will allow us to leave?”

Hua Qingyu spoke, smoothing things over for Feng Qing’an. Su Qingying, the true inheritor from the Ice Emperor Palace, resumed her usual reticent and cold demeanor. As for the true inheritor from Xu Wutian, after being released by Feng Qing’an, he only regained a bit of his power and then disappeared into the void, as if he didn’t exist at all.

“Do you all have the method of dual cultivation?”

Hearing Hua Qingyu’s question, Feng Qing’an showed a somewhat awkward expression, and asked.

“Dual cultivation? What are you up to?”

All the prodigies present turned peculiar upon hearing this. The originally somewhat stifling atmosphere turned decidedly strange.

“In this Ghost Nation, I could be considered top among tens of thousands spirits with only one immortal above me. As long as I can avoid that one Immortal, I can release all of you. I could even lead you around within the borders of Ghost Nation without any obstructions.”

“How does avoiding that person have anything to do with dual cultivation?”

Xin Fu, who had been quite angry earlier, now wore an expression suggesting a playboy discussing schemes with his wicked friends.

“With the Ghost Immortal’s strength, he can easily oversee the ghost city, like looking at the lines on his palm. No matter what we do, we cannot escape his gaze. Therefore, we need to make him blind and deaf.”

Feng Qing’an looked deadly serious. He believed these people here must still have plenty of good stuff hidden away. He didn’t hope for more, but he had to get at least a dozen or so dual cultivation techniques to try out.

“How can we make the Ghost Immortal blind and deaf?”

“Only through seclusion can he be blind and deaf. If we want him to go into seclusion, I have to pay a price.”

As he spoke, Feng Qing’an showed a heroic posture of readiness to sacrifice himself.

“This…”

Almost all the young prodigies in the room were silenced by Feng Qing’an’s explanation, which seemed to have no serious problems.

“Fellow daoists, please assist me!”

Feng Qing’an bowed in salutation.

Dong Huang had told him that he could take people out when he left, but before he left, he had to finish what he’d started but hadn’t completed due to Nan Ge’s interference.