The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 193 - 193: 149: How can mere scrap metal compete with me for favor?_2

Chapter 193 - 193: 149: How can mere scrap metal compete with me for favor?_2

Translator: 549690339

As an Innate Yin Spirit, Nan Ge was merely disgusted by this power and disliked being close to it. As for Dong Huang, Feng Qing’an felt that, had she not been lacking her innate origin, she would have shifted from being a Yin Spirit to a Yang Spirit much sooner.

Before his departure from home, he had a wholehearted exchange with the Great Demon, White Wolf Lord. The Demon didn’t seem fazed by his Flame Dragon Sword Qi and took it head-on, the only damages were burnt fur.

With this exchange as a result, when Feng Qing’an saw that the White Wolf Lord’s combat power rating was on par with Civil Judge, he made a judgmental error.

Just one sword strike is enough, no problem!

Little did he know, his one sword strike almost obliterated the Civil Judge. This power attribute suppression was unexpectedly intense.

“1,… I’m unharmed!”

Seeing the sincere concern in the young man’s face, the Civil Judge held back his frustration and forced out a smile, pretending he didn’t mind,

“It’s just a bit of divine power lost, it’s nothing!”

Under unguarded circumstances, he suffered such a severe blow. There was nothing that could be said at this point, he was just trying to salvage what dignity he could as a divine ghost.

Feng Qing’an quietly watched the towering giant ghost figure gradually shrinking. His divine form gradually solidified. He pretended not to see and asked.

“Civil Judge, is my prowess enough to meet your standards?!”

“Young Master’s power, I’ve already witnessed. Naturally, it’s more than enough to check these two demons.”

The Civil Judge glanced at a white and a black creature squatting on the ground next to the young man, both watching the chaos, feeling even more depressed.

But since this young man had already proved his strength, he had nothing else to say.

If the master were weak and the demons strong, then as a divine ghost, it would be his duty to intervene. This apparent demon raiser could potentially just be a puppet manipulated by the demon, leading to chaos.

However, in situations like this one, they just needed to appoint divine ghosts around the neighborhood to keep an eye on things. Nothing major would transpire, considering Young Master Feng would never go against the Human

Race.

“And these…”

Feng Qing’an looked down at the two spectral dogs at his feet.

No matter how similar to wolves they appeared if they were following Feng Qing’an through the city, they were dogs.

“Young Master can keep them by your side, within the city, but they must not trouble the mortals,” said the Civil Judge. Disturbing the peaceful lives of ordinary people was a sin.

“I’m aware of it and will definitely obey.”

Feng Qing’an naturally wouldn’t trouble ordinary people. He found this requirement reasonable.

“I will take my leave then. I regret the abrupt visit tonight and hope you’ll forgive me, Young Master!” “With a divine ghost like Civil Judge caring for the people, we can live in peace!”

“Young Master is too kind.”

The divine ghost retreated, and an invisible veil fell from the sky over Feng Qing’an’s residence. Observing the changes, Feng Qing’an appeared deep in thought.

His courtyard was temporarily isolated from the outside world. Ordinary mortals wouldn’t be able to see the things happening within. Otherwise, the entire Prefecture City would have been alarmed with just that sword Qi.

“Truly exquisite! ”

Even though he could suppress that divine ghost severely with his power, the subtlety of the powers they held still left Feng Qing’an in awe. He couldn’t prop such a broad field or conceal his form from the mortals.

This was a problem troubling him currently. While he was not considered weak in terms of the powers he could wield, the way he applied them was quite simplistic and crude.

He considered seeking guidance from others, the first choice was naturally Dong Huang, as they could communicate anytime.

After a few sessions, Feng Qing’an realized that, while Dong Huang was indeed powerful and gifted, she was unfit to be a teacher, especially when it came to teaching him the basics. Thus Feng Qing’an had to find a better teacher. “Come on, neither of you can be idle now, help me clean up the dust!”

Feng Qing’an suppressed his thoughts, and with a sly glint in his eyes, he turned his attention to Black Mountain and Bai Yao. Often, pets as big as dogs can be destructive, but his two were smart, perfect for some handy work.

Awooo-

Black Mountain let out a whimper and then began to theoretically wag its tail, preparing to clean Feng Qing’an’s room. As it raised its head, its eyes met with a small head peeking out of Feng Qing’an’s collar.

Roar-

The seemingly dull Black Mountain unconsciously let out a low, intimidating growl, revealing a hostile glare. Its vicious and brutal demeanor filled the air. Truly, a menacing beast that had stepped straight out of the underworld.

When did this happen?

When it wasn’t around, when did this little thing appear on its master?

It thought its relationship with its master was close enough, but after Nan Song and then Dong Huang arrived, it understood their significance to its master, for it was no longer the naive pup it once was.

Competing for favor was out of the question, but to bow down to these two was not shameful. But now, there was this ignorant little creature trying to take its third place.

Unacceptable!

“What are you howling about?”

Feng Qing’an saw right through Black Mountain’s intentions as he gave it a stern chastise and then yanked the Golden Scaled Flood Dragon out from his collar. Spreading his five fingers, he showed it to the jealous creature,

“Look carefully, this is the Dragon Armor Dong Huang gave me. It’s an Armor, an Armor, do you understand?”

Black Mountain bulged its eyes, looking at the little Flood Dragon wrapped around Feng Qing’an’s fingers and growling at it. Ignoring its hostile antics, after observing for a while, it cracked a simple, foolish grin.

Not a living being, not even a soul, just an item of spiritual metallic junk.

No threat whatsoever!

Awooo-

Black Mountain let out a pleasant howl, but just as it was halfway done, it was kicked in its butt by Feng Qing’an,

“What are you making noise for in the middle of the night? This is a city, disturbing people’s dreams is a serious offense, get on with your cleaning!”

Whine-

Even after being beaten, Black Mountain wasn’t mad at all. Instead, it happily wagged its tail, prancing off with light steps.

Its position in the master’s heart was still solid. How could a mere piece of armor compete with it? Did it possess its soft and thick fur? Did it have its enduring and loyal character? Just a piece of junk!

Whine-

Seeing how it was ignored by the Black Mountain, no matter how much it provoked, the Bright Dragon Armor pouted, sending feelings of grievance towards Feng Qing’an.

Feng Qing’an, too, could feel all of its thoughts and emotions because it held nothing back.

“Don’t pay attention to this dunce!”

Feng Qing’an toyed with the Golden Scaled Flood Dragon, but it wasn’t just simple play. As he ran his fingers over the little Flood Dragon’s fine scales, strands of Soul Power carried Spiritual Qi flowed into the little dragon’s body, replenishing its loss of spiritual energy.

The Bright Dragon Armor’s tolerance far exceeded that of a mortal. It didn’t need to rest or recover. How much Feng Qing’an infused into it, it could take it all. Everything depended on Feng Qing’an.

Whine-

The little Flood Dragon let out a comfortable whine, coiled around Feng Qing’an’s fingertips, enjoying itself. Yet, a sudden burst of images and information flashed through its mind.

The little Flood Dragon was startled, and Feng Qing’an too felt something at this moment and cast the “Sending God Skill”. Everything that the little Flood Dragon was seeing was now noted by Feng Qing’an.

At a quick glance, the boy was overjoyed, but upon closer inspection, Feng Qing’an couldn’t hide his disappointment.

It was the memory of a Flood Dragon and the heritage from its Dragon Clan’s bloodline.

But whether it was memory or heritage, they were all terribly fragmented, almost nothing useful could be found..