The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Walking through the shadows of the Grand Palace, Feng Qing’an couldn’t resist complaining to the golden-haired girl walking in front of him. He could hardly believe that these people had discussed for ages only to decide on a direct attack on the palace, aiming to get the secret key within the shortest time and then proceed to the entrance of the hidden region.

“Brother Feng, if you want to stay cautious and avoid risks, you can return and remain the king’s consort.”

A slightly taunting voice came from behind. Feng Qing’an didn’t have to turn around to know who the troublemaker was – Xin Fu, the disciple of the Floating Life Realm.

“Try uttering any rubbish again. I dare you. I’ll raise the alarm and capture all of you that attempt to leave. I’ll certainly be hailed as a hero then.”

“That’s right, fellow daoist. You can certainly try it. If you present us as offerings, maybe His Majesty might favour you for a few more days as a reward.”

Even though they were robbing the bedroom of a Ghost King, none of them were nervous. Xin Fu replied with a smile.

“Feng Qing’an, stop messing around with Xin Fu. We can settle our scores after we get the key!”

Hua Qingyu, who was cautiously moving through the dark shadows using Divine Power, looked back irritably at the two men who were slowing her down.

“If you keep this up and let your energy leak, and alert the Ghost Immortal, you’ll get caught and used as a furnace tripod again. I don’t think you want to live your future life like that.”

“As I have said before, I am the King’s Consort of the Ghost nation, not a furnace tripod.”

Feng Qing’an corrected her seriously.

“Alright, my King’s Consort, can you not cause a fuss? Once we get the half of the key and enter the secret region, you can do whatever you want. Even if you want to hit Xin Fu, I’ll help restrain him.”

“You said it.”

“Correct.”

The group of six finally quieted down. These youngsters split into three teams, infiltrating the palace from different directions. As long as one team succeeded in getting the key, the other two could promptly withdraw.

“Qing Yu, haven’t you considered that bringing me might lead to a direct confrontation with the master of You Huang Ghost Country?”

His restlessness and unease intensified. Although there were no movements in the Soul Contract, this place was her bedroom. With her Divine Power, she could arrive at any place in an instant. All it took was a single thought from her.

“I haven’t considered it. If we meet her, I’ll just take you and run!”

The blonde girl leading the way gave a straightforward answer without thinking, looking incredibly reckless and ready to deal with any situation as it arises. This gave off a highly unreliable impression which made Feng Qing’an look incredulous.

“Fellow Daoist Feng, you don’t have to worry. Hua Zhenchuan has mastered the “Purple Star Astrology”, making fortune and avoiding disaster is her innate Divine Power. With her leading the way, we surely won’t run into any trouble.”

The disciple from the Three Saints Village, Tao Baibai spoke. As a trusted friend, he had great confidence in Hua Qingyu.

“We might even be the first to get the key.”

“Avoiding disaster?!”

Feng Qing’an’s sense of impending doom peaked at this moment, as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind. He turned around swiftly.

In an instant, Feng Qing’an saw a tall figure standing atop a palace not far away, dressed in dark attire. She was looking at them lazily, the corner of her mouth slightly curved, as playful and tantalizing as a hawk that had locked on its prey.

“So that’s how it is!”

Feng Qing’an sighed, realizing that walking with these people, they wouldn’t face any real danger since she would let them go for his sake. This indeed was a way of avoiding misfortune.

He had miscalculated.

He hadn’t considered this point.

Walking with him, the King’s Consort, would bring no harm to Hua Qingyu and the others. But for him, it was another story.

“Why have you stopped moving?”

Feng Qing’an’s sudden stop had made Hua Qing’an and the few disciples behind him curious. At this moment, they hadn’t noticed their every move was already under the watchful gaze of a Ghost Immortal.

The gap between their cultivation levels were too vast to fill. Any extraordinary talent was null and void without enough time for growth.

“They are all my new friends, who wanted to see the Palace. So, I brought them here for a visit.”

Feng Qing’an began to speak, making everyone aware that something was wrong. They all took out their immortal tools, which their master had given them for protection.

Unfortunately, they don’t realize that she is not a typical Ghost Immortal-they can imagine. Even though she just passed the heavenly tribulation, her speed of consolidating her realm is fast enough to crush ninety-nine percent of Ghost Immortals. She merely retrieved her power at this stage.

“Why didn’t you enter through the main entrance? Isn’t every door here open to you? Why do you hide your tracks? Is there anyone who dares to stop you here?”