The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“Your Highness, these are my offspring. Please allow me to offer them to you now. Whatever you decide to do with them, it will be none of my concern.”

The Green-Skinned Ghost King dared not stand in front of the Wind Daoist, and could only kneel on the ground and bow his head in respect.

“Jun Yan!”

Feng Qing’an stared at the Ghost King for a while without uttering a word. He then turned his attention to the howling Ghost Creatures, who huddled together, clutching each other in fear, and roared…

Roar!

The black-eyed, white tiger let out an angry roar, and inhaled sharply, pulling two of the clumped Ghost Creatures into his mouth. This beast, already aroused by its appetite, didn’t bother chewing and swallowed them whole.

“I fed them to my spirit pet. How do you feel about that?”

Feng Qing’an watched as the Green-Skinned Evil Ghost remained prostrated on the ground, indifferent to the cries of distress emanating from his offspring. It was as if it were nothing more than a clay puppet.

“Did your spirit pet enjoy their taste? Your spirit pet just ate some. Can it still protect itself? If it’s not enough, I can go and catch more.”

The Green-Skinned Evil Ghost lifted its head, but the words it spoke were so surprising even the black-eyed, drooling white tiger couldn’t help but look at this most unusual Ghost King with curiosity.

“That’s enough!”

Feng Qing’an stared at the Ghost King, who looked like a ridiculous dwarf, and immediately walked away.

Though Ghost Creatures in the netherworld aren’t bound by the Human Race’s sense of rites, honor, and shame, even basic morals, they follow a primitive law of the survival of the fittest. But they still retain the basic concept of parent-child relationships.

Ghost Creatures that can congeal into physical flesh and blood can reproduce. However, it’s a rare thing as each birth weakens the mother.

“Your Highness, take care!”

Once the figure of Feng Qing’an had completely vanished from the mansion, the Green-Skinned Ghost King, who had been crawling on the ground with a posture of humility and tranquility, finally stood up.

At this moment, his cringing fawning demeanor was completely gone. The five-foot stature displayed a majestic aura of a towering mountain range.

Meow~

Jun Yan turned back into his specter cat form in mid-air, jumping onto Feng Qing’an’s shoulder and meowed. This time, however, it was a warning.

“I know.”

Feng Qing’an’s expression was also very cold. He didn’t expect that there would be such a Ghost Creature under Dong Huang’s command.

The respectful posture that’s fallen to the dust is real, as is the deep respect and fear for him. But it’s this very reason that sparked Feng Qign’an’s killing intent. Even if this fellow’s gap with him would grow inevitably larger, Feng Qing’an did not want to leave him be.

“Dong Huang!”

Feng Qing’an walked straight into the palace to Dong Huang who seemed quite leisurely.

After You Huang advanced in her cultivation, the majority of the power she had so tightly held in her hands had been passed down, thus her unusual leisure.

“What’s the matter?”

“Your capital semblance is certainly more lively than before. I’ve just returned, and I’ve already encountered a lot.”

“Oh?”

Dong Huang, the monarch of You Huang, tilted his head to look at Feng Qing’an. His eyes were calm as he waited for him to continue.

“As soon as I entered the city, a damned ghost that doesn’t know how to live smelled the human scent on me, and I killed it casually…”

With a very calm tone, Feng Qing’an described everything that had happened to him, including his encounter and conversation with the Human Clan’s Pride, and his contact with the Guiltless Ghost King after evading the two Prides.

“Guiltless, what a shame, he did make things easier for me.”

After listening to Feng Qing’an’s description, Dong Huang let out a subtle sigh. It wasn’t easy to find any capable Ghost Kings in the netherworld, but since Feng Qing’an’s safety was threatened, there was nothing more to say; they would have to continue look for one reluctantly.

“It is a relief indeed, but that guy is just too ugly. Going out looking like that, yet claiming to act under your orders, I’m not afraid if people laugh.”

Feng Qing’an, could not help but grumble again.

He thought that as a ruler of a country, Dong Huang should at least pay attention to her own dignity. Although her own image was needless to say, she should also pay some attention to the appearance of her subordinates.

In the secular dynasties of mortals, nine out of ten who could become officials were nice looking. Even if a person was extraordinarily talented, if you were too ugly, you would not be hired for the sake of the court’s image.

“Hmm, in a few days I’ll select the most handsome from my Ghost Nation…”

“Dong Huang, I was only joking, why are you taking it seriously?”

Feng Qing’an coughed dryly, quickly interrupting Dong Huang’s words. It was better to have more of these dwarf subordinates. Even if Dong Huang did select the most majestic and handsome ghost creature as a close minister, he couldn’t pose any threat to his status. But why should he let Dong Huang take the trouble of searching such things just to disgust him?

“Didn’t you say that?”

“I was joking, don’t take it seriously.”

Feng Qing’an had a serious and stern look on his face.

“All right, enough joking around, let’s talk about important matters. You have actually made contact with those pride of the human clans, so what are you planning to do next?”

“Aren’t they thinking about your treasure vault? Of course, I’ll go along with them, thinking of cracking open your treasure vault, and stealing the rare treasures that you, the ruler of Ghost Nation have collected!”

“You don’t have to go through all that trouble, you can go there now.”

Dong Huang casually said.

“Hmm?”

“Here, you can go anywhere you want with no restrictions, even if you empty my established vault, it does not matter.”

“That will not do, isn’t this adding difficulty for me? If you say so, how can I blend into the human clan’s pride? Wouldn’t I be exposed as soon as I enter? How can I live peacefully with them?”

Feng Qing’an, after hearing this, was not happy but rather shocked.

The so-called pride were people of the human race who inherit great auras, with a group of pride gathered in one place, it was imaginable how their auras were, the secret place they were searching for together certainly would not be simple. in any case, he should also blend in and take a look.

He should consider himself as a snake of the underworld to some extent, when good things happen why he should not take a share.

“So, are you planning to mingle with them, join them, and come against me?”

Dong Huang, with her eyes narrowed, was sizing up Feng Qing’an.

“What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly ally with outsiders to fight against you, I am only after your treasure vault that you display outwardly; they do not have any plans against you, they are quite self- aware, they just want to kill a few more Ghost Kings.”

The young man walked lightly to the national ruler sitting on a couch in dark attire, when the young man got close, his steps suddenly became disorderly, his left foot tripped his right foot, and he lost his balance and fell into the arms of the ruler.

In an instant, Feng Qing’an felt the vastness and breadth of the ruler’s chest, which was far more generous than the girl Song Nan, who had not grown up.

“Hmm!”

In the faint fragrance that soothed people’s hearts, Feng Qing’an shamelessly rolled around and could not help but let out a comfortable moan. Indeed, the ruler without the armor gave a completely different feeling.

“Have you had enough?”

Without letting Feng Qing’an run rampant on her body like a mountain climber, You Huang waved her hand, and like a boneless spirit, the young man who had buried his head on her was thrown up in the air and hit the couch.

“What do you want to do?”

Feng Qing’an looked at the tall Dong Huang with her legs crossed, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Dong Huang, who just now had calm eyes like a mirror-pool.

But now, it seemed like he had thrown a huge stone into it, causing ripples to spread out and gradually transform into gigantic waves. Feng Qing’an had a feeling that a torrential flood was about to sweep across the world, and he would be the one to face it head-on.