The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Howl-

In the end, Black Mountain chose to follow Feng Qing’an’s instructions, as always, stepping into the jungle.

Just as Feng Qing’an told it, in this jungle, apart from the lingering, enchanting song, there was no sound, not even the slightest trace of demonic creatures, fierce exotic beasts, let alone ordinary insects. It was completely different from the mountains outside.

The plants, dominated by the color purple and starkly different from those of Green Python Mountain, already made Black Mountain somewhat uncomfortable. However, the increasingly strange circumstances made Black Mountain even more vigilant. But it suppressed all these and began to search in the jungle for an elusive yet familiar aura.

This familiar aura was Feng Qing’an’s. For some unknown reason, it was spread all over the jungle, although extremely weak, it was still traceable.

It could sense that deeper in the forest, there was a place where the aura was the most concentrated. But when Black Mountain overcame many obstacles and found the source of the aura, it saw a girl singing with her feet soaked in spring water.

It was the extraordinary girl from last night, whose perfection had even impressed it.

Grrr-

Even though it knew that the girl had a close relationship with its master,

Black Mountain couldn’t help but let out an intimidating growl unconsciously.

“Black Mountain! ”

The chastising voice of Feng Qing’an rang out.

“Don’t be rude!”

Howl-

The original growl immediately turned into a sob. The girl saw the change in Black Mountain’s mood, but she didn’t feel anything. Her brilliant eyes curved into crescent moons with laughter.

“Feng Qing’an told me your name is Black Mountain? Can I call you that too?”

Black Mountain had always been perplexed why it was so repulsed by the girl in front of it, harboring hostility towards her. When the girl took the initiative to extend an olive branch, Black Mountain, who understood human intentions, hesitated for a moment, then gently nodded.

“Black Mountain!”

The girl called out, then pointed to the soft grass by the pool.

“You want to go back, right? I observed when I came, the gap has already closed. I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a bit to go back. Don’t worry, I’ll go with you when the time comes. We’ll go to see Feng Qing’an together.”

Whine-

Black Mountain whined in acknowledgment of the girl’s kind gesture and went in the direction she pointed out. It lay flat among the soft flowers and grass, but still kept a distance from the Soul Cleansing Spring.

Because despite the girl’s presence, the spring still made Black Mountain uneasy. It could feel that there was a terrible danger lurking in the spring water. “Black Mountain, you can ask her now!”

Howl-

Black Mountain let out a low moan, burying its head in the grass that emitted a faint purple glow.

“Alright then, if you don’t want to, I’ll ask her for you tonight! Just rest here for now! ”

Feng Qing’an felt a bit helpless, but Black Mountain’s reasoning was indeed irrefutable. It claimed it couldn’t communicate or ask questions of the girl.

After making sure that the girl and Black Mountain were safe, Feng Qing’an ended the “Sending God Skill”. He didn’t think that Nan Song and Black Mountain together would cause any problems, regardless of Black Mountain’s reservations about Nan Song.

Although from the appraisal results, Black Mountain was nearly a full rank higher than Nan Song, Feng Qing’an felt that if the two really had a conflict, he should worry about Black Mountain’s life and death.

The potential of Nan Song’s Monarch-level was enough to prove everything. Her combat level was just a glance. If it were real and perceived as harmless, Feng Qing’an wouldn’t know what would happen.

“Time to get up and go to class!”

Feng Qing’an got out of bed, got dressed, and carried on as usual, following all the rules.

Day and night, after an easy day of school, Feng Qing’an traipsed through the snow back home. He looked inside and outside from his doorstep. As he expected, his parents were not home.

Speaking of which, ever since his family got rich, his parents were often gone during the day. Naturally, Feng Qing’an knew what his parents were doing every day.

At first, they were naturally busy with the fields. After the acreage reached the expectations of the couple, they set their sights on the county town.

Feng Qing’an didn’t pay much attention to these matters. No matter how they struggled, as long as they didn’t have another child it was fine. When he came of age, he planned to travel around the world.

Although he had once jokingly said that he wanted to become a Master Official, he never thought about becoming a domineering landlord in the countryside. That would be uninteresting.

“Let’s stew a chicken for dinner!”

After standing at the door for a while, Feng Qing’an entered the yard, sharpened a knife, and headed towards the chicken coop. No matter how much he ate, the number of chickens and ducks in the yard would only increase, not decrease.

However, Feng Qinz’an was no lonzer satisfied with farm-raised chickens and ducks, because even a single chicken or duck couldn’t fill his stomach anymore.

He was now facing the same problem Black Mountain had before. His appetite had reached an inhuman level, and he couldn’t use the excuse of growing to eat more.

He had a desire to eat between meals now. But for Feng Qing’an today, this was simple. There were as many wild game in the mountains as he wanted, easily enough to satisfy his appetite.

“I wonder when Nan Song will come tonight?”

As he prepared the food, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but look forward to the night.

He didn’t know whether it was the influence of the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits, but the girl didn’t reject physical contact with him. Sometimes it was intentional, sometimes accidental, she would hang on to him. At times she would even snap at an innocuous phrase and bite him.

Truthfully speaking, it didn’t hurt, but it was stimulating. Because after she bit, her little tongue would touch his skin if he didn’t push her away timely. The tickling sensation made Feng Qing’an struggle to control himself.

Unfortunately, now was not the time. He had to control himself.

After eating and drinking, at dusk, Feng Qing’an went to bed to cultivate as usual. The originally slightly restless mood gradually calmed down with the increase of Soul Power.

Then, the Soul Power, which had accumulated to its limit, stirred the Spiritual Qi around Feng Qing’an. It circled around his body, forming a strip of heavenly blue halo.

The third Soul Contract!

Feng Qing’an opened his eyes that were radiating a heavenly blue light. A sincere smile displaying pure joy spread across his face..