The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“I’ve already led you all out, of course he’s really gone into seclusion, can there be any doubt about it?”

Feng Qing’an, pale-faced as if made from rice paper, was standing in this gloom. His presence oddly congenial with the surrounding environment as he looked back.

Just like a primordial beast, the Ghost Nation capital lay sprawled behind him, gaping its maw as it devoured the many wild ghost creatures surging from all directions, seeking opportunity within it.

The many young prodigies, although they had already exited the Ghost Nation capital, still bore an air of incredulity, hardly daring to believe that they indeed managed to escape so effortlessly from a Ghost Immortal.

All they had given up were some Divine Power spells they barely used; mostly used for reference, what did that really count for?

“We’ve already left, whether it’s true or not, does it matter anymore?”

The young prodigy with sword eyebrows and tiger eyes took a glance at Feng Qing’an, who seemed extremely weak. His eyes narrowed slightly before he laughed heartily.

He didn’t know if it was just his imagination, but ever since Wind Daoist had started working for them, seeking the method of dual cultivation for them, and satisfying the King of the Ghost Nation, the sense of danger he got from him seemed to intensify as the days passed.

Was it due to his dual cultivation with the Ghost Country’s King? Would the King of the Ghost Nation be willing to let a human cultivator with power far beneath him take advantage of him?

If that were true, it would explain why Wind Daoist was becoming increasingly dangerous. However, the true nature of his relationship with the King of the Ghost Nation was cause for contemplation.

“Yuan Daoist friend is right, we’re already out, why should we care about these matters,” Xin Fu chimed in merrily.

“Now, where do we go from here?”

“The Phoenix Key has been assembled, of course we go to the Phoenix Secret Realm Brother Jin can’t stop mentioning.”

“Exactly! After escaping from a Ghost Immortal, would we just go back? Not for me!”

“Is there anyone who doesn’t want to go?”

“If we don’t even have that amount of courage, how can we dare to claim ourselves as the pride of Taoism?”

“That settles it, let’s hit the road together!”

The young prodigies were decisive and swift. Even after facing a catastrophe, they showed no sign of changing their original plans. However, just as they prepared to take action, a discordant voice emerged, leveling its spearhead straight at Feng Qing’an,

“Wind Daoist, are you planning to journey with us? That might not be a good idea!”

“Mr. Yu, what do you find unsatisfactory?”

Feng Qing’an’s eyes narrowed slightly. Although his actions were somewhat underhanded, he had fulfilled all the promises he had made. These young prodigies were merely a bit muddled, and not even a hair on their heads was harmed.

Daring to steal treasures from a Ghost Immortal King’s treasure house and managing to do so without suffering any losses was already a great fortune. Yet, some people still didn’t know how to be grateful.

“Wind Daoist should return to the King for more intimate moments. Journeying with us to a secret realm, would not be fitting for your status as a King’s Consort!”

“We’ve barely put down our bowls, and already you’re smashing the pot.”

Feng Qing’an sighed softly and unconsciously rubbed his temples.

“Your identity is indeed sensitive to us, and poses a real danger. If you travel with us, I fear the Ghost Immortal will come after us. Therefore, Wind Daoist, for your own safety and for our sake, please return home. The Ghost City is where you belong.”

“Indeed, Wind Daoist, you’ve already benefited from us. Not being content would be greedy, so please leave!”

Once someone voiced their opinion, the other prodigies who were dissatisfied with Feng Qing’an also followed suit.

Although Feng Qing’an felt he had handled the situation appropriately, his actions were indeed extortionate. How many of these prodigies, who had enjoyed the protection and respect of their sect and peers since their cultivation began, could withstand this humiliation?

Some of them were magnanimous, dismissing such matters with a laugh and even offering new techniques summarized from their arduous cultivation. However, others were petty and held grudges.

When they were trapped in the Ghost City, like fish on a chopping board, they had no choice but to submit. Now that they had escaped the danger and their various safety measures were restored, they no longer held back their thoughts after regaining their confidence.

“Feng Qing’an!”

Just as Feng Qing’an’s face showed frustration and was about to speak, a clear voice rang out. It was the radiant blonde girl with stars twinkling in her eyes, calling out his name,

“Hmm?”

“Here, take this back!”

The phoenix took flight as Feng Qing’an extended his hand to receive. A closer look revealed it to be the Phoenix Key he had once given away.

“Hua Zhenchuan, what does this mean?”

“This was originally his. Now I’m returning it to him. Does anyone have a problem with that?”

The girl was tall and imposing, currently exuding an endless golden glow. Like a goddess of war traversing across eons, her eyes were lit with a defiant fighting spirit. A scene manifested as the surging blood within her circulated; a manifestation of her formidable vitality.

“This…”

Their words were justified and left them speechless. Ethically, there was nothing to criticize. Regarding the martial logic, none dared to challenge the truthfulness of this 5th direct disciple of the Star Lodging Sect.