The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

The pure white phoenix, illusory as a bubble, gradually transformed into reality. Although its wings and elongated tail still seemed a bit blurry, its elegant and beautiful body, along with the magnificent noble crown, appeared to be incredibly real, as if the true phoenix had descended.

“How… how is this possible?”

Jin Suyan stared blankly into the sky above, feeling that the weak phoenix power within her, which had already caused her to undergo metamorphosis, was explosively increasing at an astonishing rate. And the source of this increase was…

“There is nothing impossible. As I said, it’s your body’s instinctive desire, not something I’ve done to you.”

Feng Qing’an’s eyes were half-closed, his face showing a pleased expression. That soothing warmth, enough to melt a person, was ultimately not something an Innate Yin Spirit could provide.

Though having gone through two heavenly tribulations and transformations, the only difference is the absence of freezing cold. When compared to spirits in the realm of the living, it’s two totally different experiences.

For Nan Song, with his unique constitution, he dares to venture deep into the frozen forbidden areas. Any normal person would have long since turned into frostbite.

Order in yin and yang, life and death are not just empty words. Of course, he indeed wasn’t walking the same path as Ning, they were different. Dong Huang and Nan Song were innate Yin Spirits with special attributes, not souls of the dead.

However, the physical sensations of Yin Spirits and living spirits indeed vary significantly. Just in terms of touch, Jin Suyan, being a living spirit with vibrant life force and vigorous blood energy, is much more delightful.

The white phoenix, as if truly descended, let out a long cry in the sky. This led a Honghu (a mythical bird), thousand miles away, with a weakened breath and somewhat disheveled feathers, to raise its head in confusion. It couldn’t recall having a similar creature of the same kind in this Cave Sky.

Though confused, this Honghu also made its voice heard as an answer to the distant, yet similar yet somewhat unfamiliar kin.

However, this phoenix obviously didn’t get any response. That’s because it was merely an extraordinary phenomenon that manifested due to the rapid increase in the power of the phoenix bloodline within a human cultivator’s body in a short period of time. The emerging aura was so strong that it confused the real Phoenix Clan.

Whoosh~

Like a real phoenix bird circling in the sky, it dove into the smooth back of the young girl. Snow-white phoenix feathers fluttered in the air, followed by the sound of tearing flesh. A painful groan sounded.

Crystalline bones grew from the girl’s back where blood, muscles, skin membrane, and white feathers gradually formed into a pair of pure white phoenix wings, sacred and brilliant.

These are genuine flesh and blood phoenix wings, a part of this Danding Zong’s true body, not just some illusion generated by fluctuations of Spiritual Qi. If she wanted to revert back to her original form, she would have to learn the illusion technique like the monsters.

“Feels nice!”

Looking at the newly grown white phoenix wing, Feng Qing’an couldn’t resist reaching out and touching it.

“Mmm, it tickles!”

The moment Feng Qing’an’s hand landed, Jin Suyan’s body involuntarily shivered.

“Are you this sensitive?”

The boy raised his eyebrows slightly. The gentle and delicate touch made him pinch the edge of the wing and rubbed it slightly, feeling the wonderful touch of the phoenix feather more carefully.

This was different from what Youyou’s phoenix feathers felt like. Perhaps because they were newly born, Jin Suyan’s phoenix feathers felt softer and more delicate.

“Don’t!”

“How will you withstand enemies in the future then? I only gently touched it and you can’t bear it. If you get hurt, you won’t even be able to stand.”

Feng Qing’an said seriously, and then the smile on his face became playful,

“Come on, let me help you to get used to it.”

“Hmm, no, don’t!”

“Hmm? Don’t want it anymore? Then I’m leaving.”

As he spoke, Feng Qing’an was ready to leave. However, the gifted lady of Danding Zong, having just tasted sweetness, wasn’t willing to let Feng Qing’an go just yet. Her long, straight legs wrapped around the boy’s waist, reluctant to part.

“I do.”

The pure white wings expanded, enveloping the intertwined couple in a feathered cocoon and fell among the clouds, drifting and sinking.

“Ha!”

Outside the Cave Sky, the deafening roar of dragons echoed within the dim world, and the surging golden Buddha’s light spread in all directions. The unthinkable formidable power suppressed the Six Heavens and Eight Wastes.

Dozens of golden Heavenly Dragons roared angrily, a terrifying force that even the immortals had to face with their utmost energy. Yet the monks surrounded by the dragons were extraordinary and detached, walking casually as if strolling in the Bodhi Forest.

Suddenly, the monk, who had been battling the immortals with the aid of the dragons, paused and glanced in the direction of the now-closed entrance of the Cave Sky.

His gaze seemed to penetrate through the barrier of the Cave Sky, witnessing the absurd yet enchanting scene amidst the floating clouds in the Cave Sky – seeing the young man who was enjoying the soft and beautiful lady whilst he and many immortals were fighting.

“Sigh!”

The monk who had maintained a calm expression so far couldn’t help sighing and revealed a somewhat helpless expression.

“Apart from Danding Zong, everyone else should leave. There is nothing here worthy of your remaining.”

Ninety-nine gold-scale Heavenly Dragons, their scales slewed, spanned the vast sky. Many far-off mountains and abysses were collapsing. The circle of dragons soared, everything was being destroyed. Yet, a seemingly insignificant monk stood firm among this group of dragons. That patch of cornflower blue was even more eye-catching than the dragon group itself.