The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World - Chapter 591

Chapter 591: Chapter 344 An Piaoling Half a Year, Gong If Not Abandoned

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“Amitabha!”

Upon hearing Feng Qing’an’s ambitious aspiration, the monk in white robes chanted a Buddhist mantra,

“Benefactor certainly harbors noble aspirations!”

“Master thinks it’s good too, right? However, I am currently facing a crisis, and I wonder if you have a way to help me?”

Finding the face in front of him familiar beyond words, Feng Qing’an sought assistance from the monk without any sense of courtesy. Believing in the Divine Powers displayed by the other party when he first entered the Cave Sky to rescue him from the heavenly beings, he was certain it wouldn’t be a problem.

“Since this humble monk is here, the benefactor surely has nothing to worry about.”

The monk’s voice was calm, and there was a quality about him that could soothe the restiveness in people’s hearts. Being by his side, Feng Qing’an believed that even if the sky were falling, he could sleep peacefully, without a worry in the world, assured that someone would shoulder everything for him.

“Haha, thank you very much, Master!”

Despite meeting the monk, who hailed from the Dragon Zen Temple, for the first time— and, to a certain extent, there was even a grudge between them— Feng Qing’an felt from the first moment he saw the monk that he would not harm him, and would in fact protect him.

“Master, can you please wait for me for a little while?”

Feng Qing’an could feel his perception and control of the Cave Sky mystery were increasing.

Of course, this was a misconception. He wasn’t controlling the Cave Sky directly, but was utilizing Jiuling’s power. It was this creature that willingly worked with him and granted him such jurisdiction, an illusory power.

Since it can be given, it can also be taken away. The relationship between them is based on the premise of mutual benefit. Jiuling followed him, believing that Feng Qing’an could return it to its peak state.

“Are you waiting for it to devour this place?”

Fayuan’s gaze fell on Feng Qing’an’s left wrist, and the Jiuling, who was reaching out on his wrist, instantly retracted its head.

Feng Qing’an had just seen how this monk from the Dragon Zen Institute, free from other immortals’ Divine Powers and obstruction, moved unimpeded — it was all because of it. Jiuling naturally understood how terrifying this monk could be.

Because it contains memories of ancient demons, what it sees is far more than the two Heavenly Immortals outside. In its eyes, this monk is like a monster—absolutely not to be provoked.

“Hmm, good.”

In front of this monk, Feng Qing’an had no intention of hiding his plans, even if it would cause chaos among the immortals outside. After all, they descended because of the suspected existence of the Cave Sky secret realm.

“If you withdraw along with me in this way, it is easy. But if you want to take away the secret realm along with you, those immortals outside may not let it go!”

The monk reminded him calmly, his face still painted with a serene composed smile. The Cave Sky world, in his eyes, was like nothing, as insignificant as the mud and sand on the roadside, devoid of any value.

“Will there be trouble?”

Feng Qing’an knew that his actions were being greedy to an extreme. It was a decision he made in a fit of rage. After all, being chased and hunted down already, why should he be courteous with those fellows?

They didn’t want to let him eat, or even considered him as a dish on the table. Then he would take away the pot, the basin, and even the table. Nobody should eat, then.

“No, it will just make those immortals unhappy. It doesn’t make any difference to this humble monk.”

The monk’s tone showed no change, as if he was narrating a perfectly ordinary and expected event—just as the sun rises from the east and sets in the west.

“Then I must trouble the Master!”

A look of joy appeared on Feng Qing’an’s face, his worries erasing upon hearing the news of joy. He was still thinking about how to deal with these immortals.

Now, with the arrival of a monk who looked the spitting image of his elder brother, all the troubles dissipated. Previously, he even considered calling for assistance from Donghuang.

But the situation he was facing was far beyond Donghuang’s scope. To call her would be to drag her down into the pit with him, to harm her.

Not to mention herself, even her father, whom she admired, just barely reached the threshold of the Heavenly Immortal realm, and his fate remains unknown.

“Thank you, Supreme!”

The Spirit of the Cave Sky, wrapped around Feng Qing’an’s wrist, politely thanked Fayuan in extreme reverence, never daring to slack off.

At the same time, it felt immensely fortunate, silently praising its own perceptiveness. They had chosen the right person! This terrifying situation, which made its tail tremble, had been resolved effortlessly by this old patron.

“The wonders of Heaven and Earth indeed permitted an existence like you!”

Fayuan scrutinized Jiuling. Even Donghuang could only sense its existence and failed to see its figure clearly, but in his eyes, this special spirit body held no secrets. He could see everything plainly, just as clear as Feng Qing’an could, and even identify its origins, thereby expressing his amazement.

“But, no matter how extraordinary your origins, never become arrogant due to favoritism. You must fulfill your duties faithfully. You should never engage in rebellious acts against your master, otherwise…”

The monk left his words unfinished as he looked meaningfully at Jiuling. The Spirit of the Cave Sky jumped in fright. It couldn’t have been clearer about the implications of his words and immediately assured him,

“Please rest assured, Supreme. Although I was born in the ruined Cave Sky, I understand the principle of loyalty to my master. There will never be any disloyalty. I pledge to follow my old patron unto the end of the world, even till the sun and moon perish!”