The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World C.338 - 219: Cherishing Feathers_2

Chapter 338: Chapter 219: Cherishing Feathers_2

Translator: 549690339

“Yes, first review the prevalent Dao Sutras of today, then look for the Taoist collections that I studied in my past!”

“Okay!”

Feng Qing’an keenly agreed. He already had a basic understanding and knowledge of cultivation.

If one wishes to accomplish something in the Immortal way of cultivation, they must start from the basics. There should be no rush. It’s considered fast if you can initiate your cultivation after three to five years. Ten to twenty years is just a casual wait, nothing surprising about it.

“There’s one more thing!”

“What?”

“When I cross the catastrophe, I cannot maintain such a perfect control over my power as I do now. According to the characteristics of the Soul Contract, a part of my uncontrollable primal power will be reflected back onto you. If you can absorb and bear it, that would be great. If you cannot withstand it, tell me. I will sever the Soul Contract to try to avoid harming you!”

“Ah, this…I think I should be able to withstand it!”

Hearing Donghuang’s words, Feng Qing’an was stunned for a moment, before responding somewhat uncertainly.

Because he did not know how much power Donghuang would hold during the process of ascending from a Monarch to an Emperor, or how much power would be reflected back on him.

“If it’s possible, I won’t go to such lengths. If you can’t withstand the backlashes, then I’ll have to resort to this fallback plan. You…”

Donghuang suddenly fell silent. This made Feng Qing’an feel a bit uneasy. But when he carefully sensed the connection with Donghuang through the Soul Contract, he found nothing wrong. The current condition of the lord of You Huang Ghost Country was pretty good. He just seemed to have encountered some unexpected events, hence his momentary silence.

“Donghuang, what’s wrong? Did something happen? Do you need me…”

Feng Qing’an’s expression also became solemn. Although he couldn’t provide any power to Donghuang, he could temporarily add characteristics to her physique.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Donghuang’s voice that suddenly became somewhat agitated and less calm,

“Where did you get the Cave Sky power from?”

“Ah, this…”

Feng Qing’an’s expression suddenly became somewhat awkward. Although he had just told Donghuang quite a bit, he mainly talked about the things that happened after he met the Heavenly Dragon Monk and entered the Underworld. As for his trip to the Ten Thousand Demon Nation and meeting the Spirit of the Cave Sky, he basically glossed over without much mention.

After all, the Ten Thousand Demon Nation might sound grand, but in reality, it was a place of pleasure, just like a brothel. He wouldn’t willingly admit to going such a place. Although he didn’t do anything there, just watched.

But compared to explaining afterwards, it was better not to mention this at all. Who knew that Donghuang would be so sharp-eyed and detect the Cave Sky’s power in him through the Soul Contract.

This Cave Sky was obviously so broken that none of the noble families could recognize it. Regardless of whether it should be mentioned or not, Donghuang really did come from a distinguished Second Generation of Xian. Her vision and knowledge were still there although she was now down and out.

“If you can’t say it, never mind.”

Donghuang was amazed by Feng Qing’an’s “good luck”, but considering his status, she then understood.

“It’s not that I can’t tell you, but I just accidentally found a broken Cave Sky. I made a deal with its Spirit and obtained some control over it!”

As Feng Qing’an casually described it, it was like thunder from the sky to Donghuang’s ears.

A Cave Sky, a sanctuary that only a Heavenly Immortal can open to escape disasters, was a realm that even her respected father had not reached before his demise. But now, this young man, who had not even started practicing the Immortal way, had easily obtained a portion of the Cave Sky’s power.

After being initially surprised, Donghuang, who believed that she had understood what Feng Qing’an was made of, calmed down. This was just proof that he was indeed the reincarnation of an Immortal Monarch. It was neither strange nor surprising.

Only a person like this could arrange such a grand setup for his reincarnation.

“Since you’ve already mastered a part of the Cave Sky’s power, you don’t have to worry about being overwhelmed by the power that I will reflect onto you after I cross the catastrophe. Even if you cannot withstand it, you can store it using the Cave Sky’s power!”

“That’s possible?”

“All Immortals who have opened up a Cave Sky have inexhaustible magic power, and their every action demonstrates great Divine Power. Therefore, ordinary Immortals have no resistance against them!”

Donghuang knew that Feng Qing’an had no cultivation knowledge, so he patiently explained everything to him.

“So that’s how it is!”

Feng Qing’an seemed to understand. For an immortal, were cave skies like a pool of magic power? If cultivated, there was no need to worry about the loss of magic power anymore?

“When will you cross the catastrophe?”

Without any future worries, Feng Qing’an couldn’t wait to ask. From Donghuang’s tone, it seemed like crossing the catastrophe was without worry and would be a success nine times out of ten.

“Within half a month!”

“Remember to call me when the time comes!”

“Alright!”

Just as Feng Qing’an predicted, even though he had remained reclusive, barely appearing in Fengtian City, and had the martial servants run errands to fetch the local delicacies, a raggedly dressed old beggar knocked on the door of his mansion by the third day.

Thump, thump~

The heavy gate was slowly pulled open, and the honest man carrying a broom looked at the smiling old beggar in front of him with some confusion.

It wasn’t strange that there were beggars in the city. Despite the overall prosperity, there were still homeless people. People could lose their homes for a variety of reasons. He just wondered why there were beggars in this particular street.

“Old man, your timing is quite uncanny. We just finished eating in our house, but there might be leftovers. Wait here, let me go to the kitchen and see. If there are leftovers, I’ll bring you some.”

Though he found it strange, the now-settled man showed his true colors and naturally wouldn’t be rude to a beggar, especially an old one.

“Not bad, enduring great changes and still having such pure kindness. You are destined for great wealth and a house full of descendants!”

The old beggar looked at the man in surprise then laughed, saying,

“However, I am not here to beg for food, but to take on a disciple. Stand aside!”

Upon hearing the old man’s words, the man instinctively stepped aside. As he came to his senses and intended to refuse, he found that the old beggar had already disappeared. A quick glance told him that the man was behind him.

The man looked at the crack he had just made, which was too narrow even for a child to squeeze through, fear appeared on his face.

“Where does the master of this house live? I would like to find him.”

The old beggar looked at the frightened man and said with a smile.

“May I ask what business you have with my young master?”

At this moment, Old Manager Zhao appeared. As a Gang Sha realm warrior, his sharp senses detected every slight movement in the mansion. Not noticing the intrusion of an unusual character like this would be a waste of his hundreds of years of cultivation.

Not only the old housekeeper, but the other martial servants following Feng Qing’an also gathered in the front courtyard. In addition, the non-human creatures in the mansion also joined in the uproar.

These martial servants didn’t recognize a real person, but upon seeing the old beggar, they recognized him instantly. Bai Yao, who had rushed over, was taken aback when she saw the old beggar. She spoke out,

“Everyone, step back. Don’t be disrespectful to Yonghe Zhenren!”

“So you’re that little white wolf. Well, it seems I haven’t got the wrong place. Your master is not kind, he quietly let the old City God help him escape without a word. It took a lot of effort for this old beggar to find this place.”

The old beggar recognized Mr. Bai at a glance. Seeing Mr. Bai, his hanging heart was put at ease. He was unable to directly calculate Feng Qing’an’s location, so he circumvented and came up with an inaccurate result. To accept a disciple, he had no choice but to take some risks.

“Mr. Zhenren, please come this way. My master has been waiting for you for a long time!”

“Oh? Has your master made up his mind? Is he gonna join my Qianyang Sect?”

Upon hearing Mr. Bai’s words, the old beggar’s eyes lit up.