The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Feng Qing’an opened his palms. What he was currently doing was not respectable; without any permission, forcibly devouring Cave Sky.

“If you just want to control this place, you shouldn’t be struck by lightning!”

The tiny people were puzzled about Feng Qing’an’s current predicament. They couldn’t see the nine-headed snake that fully enveloped him, therefore they didn’t understand to what extent their small world, which nurtured them, was being invaded.

“There are other reasons.”

“What reasons?”

These tiny people, who had a temperament that contrasted with their small stature, possessed a strong and fiery curiosity, insisting on digging to the bottom of things.

“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. You can’t see it.”

Feng Qing’an shook his head. Not to mention these tiny folks, even the white phoenix couldn’t see Jiuling’s existence. As for Youyou, he could now vaguely sense it, but this was because of his relationship.

“You’ve asked so many questions, now it’s my turn to ask you.”

“Human, what do you want to ask?”

“Are you the legendary people of Goose Country, who received the gods’ blessings?”

“Human, you’ve probably heard more than that. The spirits who described us to you, did they also tell you to stay away from us?”

The tiny person, who was chosen to quiz Feng Qing’an, showed a helpless expression. These tiny people knew that they had a bad reputation in this Cave Sky mystery.

“Indeed, they said you would bring ominousness and disaster. Is that true?”

Feng Qing’an eagerly interrogated.

“Are you afraid of us, then?”

“Do you think I need to be afraid of you?”

Feng Qing’an pointed smilingly above his head. At this time, above his head, there were still countless thunder lights falling from the sky. The density of the thunder was like the breaking of a heavenly river, pouring down from above.

“Even if you are as rumored, bringing me disasters, so what? I’m not even afraid of divine punishment.”

The tiny people looked up at Feng Qing’an being struck by lightning. Most of them nodded unconsciously, acknowledging his point. A person unafraid of divine punishment had no need to fear their little bit of evil aura, don’t be ridiculous.

“If I told you, the rumor you heard is false, would you believe it?”

The tiny person questioning Feng Qing’an had a hint of anticipation in his eyes. They had never seen a human like Feng Qing’an, so different from the rest.

Although he was currently being struck by lightning, they didn’t think this was anything. They even felt like this human was the same kind as them, evoking some feelings of empathy for sharing the same fate.

“I believe it. You suffered from things that shouldn’t originally belong to you. You couldn’t control these powers that didn’t originally belong to you. Thus, you became the Goose Country people who spread bad luck and bring disasters in the eyes of other creatures.”

Feng Qing’an, who had the attribute of Chun Yang, could see the essence of things. These tiny people weren’t cultivators and the extraordinary power they possessed wasn’t innate but acquired.

Carrying these powers, they lacked control over them. Therefore, wherever they went, they were the source of spreading terrifying pollution.

Such tiny people, no matter how delicate and cute they looked, would be shunned by the surrounding spirits.

“Were you originally Shanyu Country people? Right?”

Even though he had not really been to Shan Yu Country, Feng Qing’an boldly guessed. The same size people couldn’t be two different races, could they?

“Human, you guessed right!”

The tiny people looked at Feng Qing’an with complicated expressions. They had a feeling of being seen through in front of him. Of course, most importantly, they saw a completely different look in his eyes from other creatures, not a bit of disgust. They hadn’t seen such a gaze for a long time.

“Hahaha!”

Feng Qing’an laughed heartily. Of course, this was not merely a guess.

Before entering the Cave Sky, he had doubted whether it had become a paradise for demons. However, after entering, he found that although it was not exactly a land of Immortal Spirits, it absolutely qualified as a blessed land of Cave Sky. The spirits living in it were generally not bad and there was no chaotic demon infestation or rampant ghost scene from hell.

So, where did the evil aura and Yin energy that even the Phoenix Clan couldn’t bear go? There were so many races enjoying peace in this Cave Sky, what was the price they had to pay?

Upon seeing these tiny people for the first time, Feng Qing’an understood where these evil aura and Yin energy that could have turned this Cave Sky into a domain of demons went.

The divine power and abilities of these small beings were not bestowed by so-called gods. There are no such gods. Their capabilities to travel extensively within a day and repel beasts in mountains and rivers are due to their consumption of the gloomy demonic energy that should have polluted Cave Sky.

The only existence in Cave Sky closest to divine beings is naturally the spirits with the Phoenix Bloodline. The Phoenix Clan comprehends everything and greatly favors and takes care of these small beings who actively take on many ominous and filthy energies to keep Cave Sky pure. After all, they have already sacrificed so much.

The Goose Country people who are blessed by the gods will bring disaster and misfortune. This is probably where the rumor started.

“Feng Qing’an!”

Following Feng Qing’an’s instructions, Youyou, who was catching up with the White Phoenix, flew back.

“You’re back so soon, not in the mood for talking more?”

Seeing the Phoenix land on his shoulder, Feng Qing’an smiled and asked.

“It kept asking about you.”

“Oh, what did it ask?”

“It asked what you’re planning to do.”

“How did you respond?”

“To save this place.”

“And then?”

“Then I came back.”

“That’s all you two had to say to each other?”

“Yes.”

Youyou answered without hesitation. Although she had returned to her birthplace and met her own kind, she did not have much intention of interacting with them. Something seemed to have happened on her part.

“Did that Honghu have anything to say?”

“It wanted me to ask you if you can save them?”

Youyou’s gaze fell on the small people surrounding Feng Qing’an.

“I can try.”

Feng Qing’an didn’t dislike these small people. While these little guys did bring disaster and misfortune, and normal spirits interacting with them would inevitably end badly, he was not normal.

“Oh, what’s that Honghu’s attitude towards me? Does it believe what you said?”

“Even if it doesn’t believe, what can it do? It doesn’t have a way to save this place!”

A trace of mockery could be detected in Youyou’s tone.

“To save Cave Sky?”

Feng Qing’an stroked his chin and then looked up at the nine-headed serpent above his head,

“Do you have any ideas?”

“Master, solving the problem here is not difficult. As long as you let me devour this place completely, I can restore it to the way it should be.”

Jiuling confidently assured Feng Qing’an. It was merely evil energy and filth. These objects could just be directed to the Ghost Path, and those evil ghosts were already in such a state, they wouldn’t mind taking on a bit more.

“Hmm, then you can swallow! Oh, by the way, do you plan to be ungrateful after you are done? That Phoenix seems good. Would it be more suitable to be your master than me?”

Feng Qing’an asked casually. Hearing this, Jiuling quivered in fear and quickly demonstrated its loyalty to Feng Qing’an,

“Master, I am now absolutely loyal to you, I have no other intention.”

If it were the previous him, he was still obsessed with finding a genius from the Demon Clan, but the current him has completely lost this idea. Excellent aptitude becomes meaningless when compared to extraordinary luck.

“Hmm! Good that you don’t have other intentions.”

“Master, I’ve gained control over a part of this place. Is there anywhere you would like to go?”

The thunderstorm in the sky began to decline. The roaring thunder gradually subsided, followed by the emergence of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the mind. Feng Qing’an saw a few familiar faces that looked as tiny as insects.