The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Feng Qing’an, who felt almost weightless with every step he took, found Fayuan, who was lecturing atop a high platform in the Bodhi Monastery in the Ghost Nation.

At this moment, he was pale, with lifeless eyes and a haggard appearance. He looked like a prodigal son who had spent several nights indulging in a brothel, completely drained of all his energy and vigor.

“But are you satisfied now?”

Seeing Feng Qing’an’s extreme misery, yet a hint of a satisfied smile on his face, Fayuan remained unmoved. He had anticipated this scene.

“I am satisfied.”

“Then let’s be on our way!”

Fayuan stood up, ignoring the pleas of the surrounding monks, and left the place with Feng Qing’an. Not long after their departure, a tall and stunning woman, radiant as a blooming mandala flower, appeared.

“The real protector of the Dao!”

Standing in the Buddhist temple, the monks and the ghost king remained silent, daring not to make a whisper. After feeling the remnants of the Buddha’s light around her, the King sighed.

“I am not worthy.”

“Jiuling, are we ready?”

After being brought back to Cave Sky by Fayuan, Feng Qing’an immediately called Jiuling, the spirit of Cave Sky who was delightfully eroding the Cave Sky, to ask about the progress.

He hadn’t really seized control of this Cave Sky spirit. Its obedience to him was voluntary, so Feng Qing’an couldn’t sense any specific changes.

“Master, it needs a bit more time. Can you wait a bit longer?”

“How much longer is ‘a bit’?”

Feng Qing’an was clearly impatient. His perception of time was still stuck in the realm of ordinary people who lived no more than a hundred years, and he could not keep up with these beings who could live thousands of years.

“Master, I’ve found the remains of the phoenix. Would you like to take a look?”

Very wisely, Jiuling didn’t argue with Feng Qing’an but instead offered something else that would interest him greatly. As Jiuling had predicted, Feng Qing’an shifted his attention.

The remains of a phoenix that had reached the state of a Heavenly Immortal. Who could ignore such a thing? Well, his big brother could, but not many in this world could reach the level his big brother was at.

He still had trouble understanding his big brother’s existence. But that didn’t stop him from trusting his big brother completely, after all, with his big brother having reached such heights, what on him could possibly be worth coveting?

“Let’s take a look.”

The moment his words fell, Feng Qing’an immediately felt a wave of heat washing over him. A fireball that seemed to be right in front of him but also an immeasurable distance away was raging with flames.

Just staring at this fireball made Feng Qing’an shudder from his soul. This was a flame he couldn’t touch now. Even a strand of it could reduce him to ashes in an instant.

Even so, Feng Qing’an still saw a giant phoenix, curled up at the heart of the fireball, like it was peacefully asleep.

“This is… ”

Looking at the sleeping phoenix left Feng Qing’an feeling a sense of awe too overwhelming to put into words. He looked down and saw beneath his feet a beautiful landscape of mountains, hills, plains, basins, deserts, rivers, and lakes…. All of it was so small that he felt he could cover half of it with a single palm.

Of course, he hadn’t reached the level where he could cover half the world with his hand. This was just a cave world, and the only reason he felt this way was because he was standing high enough.

High enough to look down on a cave world. He was now standing at the same height as a sun—side by side with it.

Indeed, this cave world had a sun, and it was not a projection of natural laws. This sun was the remains of the fallen phoenix, and it was hanging right above Feng Qing’an’s head, something he never realized.

“Master, please just observe it from where you are now. Do not touch it. This is the safest place for you. If you move any further forward, even I won’t be able to protect you.”

Jiuling’s loyal warning echoed, revealing a harsh reality to Feng Qing’an.

He could only observe and not touch. It was a harsh restriction.

Feng Qing’an understood the reasons but being aware of the true location of the Heavenly Immortal Phoenix and only being able to observe it was like seeing a great opportunity but being unable to take advantage of it. It was torturous.

“So I can only observe? Can’t I pluck a single feather? Just one feather.”

“Master, please don’t make this difficult for me.”

“Alright, I won’t pluck it myself. You get me a few. This should be okay. Don’t tell me you can’t even do this.”

“Master, I really can’t.”

“Aren’t you the spirit of Cave Sky? Aren’t these phoenix remains part of Cave Sky’s sun? Don’t you claim you can control everything in the Cave Sky? Why can’t you even pluck a few feathers? What use are you?”

Feng Qing’an was puzzled.

“Master, that phoenix was a Heavenly Immortal when it was alive. Even though it has fallen, its remains have their own law. Without permission, it’s really difficult for me to break through.”