The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World Chapter 181 - 181: 143 Can You Resume Your Cold and Aloof At

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But at this mont, Feng Qing’an didn’t care. It wasn’t that no one had taught him. Besides, he was of the opinion that the power of his sword aura was not weak. Didn’t you see that this great demon could only passively take hits and wasn’t even able to make a sound?

“Hold on, just a little longer. His power will soon be exhausted!”

Even though he was unclear about and couldn’t figure out exactly what happened to Feng Qing’an, the Ghost Wolf Lord was certain that even if Feng Qing’an has sohow acquired the pressure of the Ghost Wolf for so unknown reason, this power would not be able to keep him swinging the sword much longer.

So it just needed to grit its teeth and hang on a little longer, it wouldn’t have to suppress itself for much longer, then it would be its turn to counterattack and take revenge. It decided that it won’t waste words with Feng Qing’an any longer. It would first vent all the humiliation it had suffered return on him, and then ask what it wanted to know.

However, although so things went according to Ghost Wolf Lord’s expectations, there were so even more important things that completely surprised it. When the demon power of the Ghost wolf inside Feng Qing’an was once again almost exhausted by him, a whole new power erged in his body. But this ti the power was totally different from before. The power rely appeared for an instant. Mr. Bai who was anxiously watching from the side, and Mr. Bails mother who was shocked by the disturbance, also a great demon like the white wolf, both showed fear in their eyes.

Even the Ghost Wolf Lord, who had remained calm all along, had his eyes filled with shock at that mont. Because at that mont, the aura revealed by Feng Qing’an was similar to that of the Mountain god.

This unique aura had been encountered by it when it was traveling outside the mountain. That is the aura that belongs to the king, superior to all and able to rule over a region.

“How do you…?”

“The last sword, Ghost Wolf Lord!”

With his long hair dishevelled and his deanor becoming more yin, Feng Qing’an, whose features originally had clear edges but looked more androgynous now, looked at the great demon in front of him whose hair might have suffered so burn damage and was holding his Green God Sword high.

At this mont, the Ghost Wolf Lord suddenly rembered many years ago, when it was travelling outside the mountain and encountered a furious Demon King, the shadow of death and fear it felt.

It didn’t expect that after many years, upon its return to the mountain, it would once again recall the fear it had almost forgotten. This was the deterrent and pressure brought by a king.

“Wait a minute!”

The Ghost Wolf Lord wanted to call for a halt, but Feng Qing’an’s sword had already swung down.

This ti, the power Feng Qing’an channeled into the Green God Sword remained the sa despite of it being a Dragon Tooth Sword. It’s just an ordinary crescent-shaped sword light.

Rumble

Behind the Ghost Wolf Lord, a dwarf mountain as tall as a hundred ters, its hilltop started to gradually tilt and slide down amid the rumbling sound, crashing into the forest. Countless branches and trees are buried in the dirt and stone, dust rises into the sky.

The birds and beasts foraging in the nearby forest scramble madly to escape. Even the beasts who were still asleep at this mont woke up frantically and fled for their lives!

“How can you have the power of a king?”

On the Ghost Wolf Lord’s furry wolf face, there was an extrely human showing of disbelief. Its body was tilted slightly, and at the sa ti as the mountains behind it were falling, a large amount of thick fresh blood spurted out from its right forearm, like a sudden geyser.

Splash!

The sound of heavy limbs falling on the ground resounded. Blood splattered, and the ground dozens of feet in front of the Ghost Wolf Lord was soaked in fresh blood.

“Father!”

Seeing her father’s severed claws, Mr. Bai rushed up in a panic. She looked at the giant forepaw on the ground and then at her father, who was still bleeding, she was a little overwheld.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a broken claw!”

However, at this mont, the heavily injured Ghost Wolf Lord was laughing wildly, appearing extrely happy. The emotions that had been suppressed in its heart before were completely relieved after being struck by the sword, “Being able to stay alive under the power of a king, I am already very lucky!”

“Bai Yao, your father is a great demon. Besides, Young Master Feng has shown rcy. Just reconnect his front paw, and it should be fine.”

The mother wolf comforted her daughter, stepping forward. Although the bloody scene before them was quite grueso, the couple had witnessed far crueler scenes.

“Young Master Feng, thank you for sparing my husband and accepting my daughter as your follower. I am deeply grateful to you.”

The mother wolf lowered herself humbly after comforting her daughter and speaking to Feng Qing’an, who had long since sheathed his Green God Sword.

Regardless of how unreal and unbelievable Feng Qingan might seem, the power he just revealed was incredibly real, and this was enough to suppress everything else.

“Young Master Feng, I hope you can forgive my earlier rudeness out of respect for the Mountain God. I now fully understand why the Mountain God treats you differently. ”

The White Wolf Lord, who had just had one of its front paws severed, was much more respectful. He lowered his head to Feng Qing’an and now firmly believed in what the Mountain God and his daughter said, starting to look forward to the future.

“I was previously worried about what dangers my daughter might encounter after leaving the mountain with you. Now it seems that my worries were unfounded. ”

Having personally experienced Feng Qing’an’s terrifying strength, the White Wolf Lord was now full of confidence in him.

He realized that to the Human Race, Feng Qing’an was very young, and that most humans with a lifespan of less than a hundred years would consider him immature. The white wolf was humbly aware that he could not even begin to imagine how far Feng Qing’an could go.

How could his daughter possibly face dangers while following such a person? If she were to truly fall, then that could only be chalked up to fate. She simply wasn’t destined to be a king.

Feng Qing’an looked at the two great demons, who had suddenly beco far more respectful of him, and he could only sigh that it was incredibly moving.

He rembered how the wolf couple had acted, especially the White Wolf Lord, when he first asked them not to interfere with the relationship between the young white wolf and Black Mountain because of Black Mountain.

Back then, he was really angry and had returned ho to grab his elder brother’s sword, paying the wolf couple a second visit. It was only then that Black Mountain was able to freely roam around with his first love.

Now, after he had borrowed the power of Dong Huang to cut with his sword, the two great demons had beco incredibly friendly. Even after being crippled by his blade, they appeared happy and honoured.

Although the bodies of great demons were incredibly durable and they could still function even after having their claws severed, didn’t that hurt?

“You don’t need to worry about safety. I will not go to dangerous places. I will first visit the various big cities of the Human Race. Your daughter will not be bullied by spirits or gods while she is with , so there will be no danger.”

Feng Qing’an confidently assured them. Compared to Black Mountain, who now appeared very powerful and dominating, the little white wolf was full of spirit and considered a Spirit Beast. This was completely different from Black Mountain.

“The big cities of the Human Race? That’s a great opportunity. I hadn’t been able to visit the human cities when I was younger, and now my daughter gets to.”

The White Wolf Lord heartily laughed.

Indeed, he was a Spirit Beast born amidst the beautiful landscapes of Ling Mountain. But the spirits of the humans didn’t recognize that, and in their eyes, he was no different than a demon beast.

The Human Race had a simple way of identifying Spirit Beasts. If they had a master or were kept by others, they were considered Spirit Beasts no matter how demonic or eerie they might seem.

As for those without masters, it was simple. They were all considered wretched demons that could be persecuted and captured. Of course, it was a different story if they were willing to submit.

“White Wolf Lord, you should reconnect your paw first.”

Seeing the White Wolf Lord happily wagging his tail, Feng Qing’an really wanted to say:

I would prefer if you could return to your original, rebellious, and aloof deanor.. Could you do that, please?