The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 150 - 150: 128: Innately Divine

Translator: 549690339

Awooo~

Within the forest, the wolves’ howls echoed far and wide. A massive black wolf, as large as a tower, rampaged wildly through the forest. Wherever it passed, trees toppled, vines shattered, animals fled in fear, and birds scattered in fright.

Following the wolf king were demon wolves of varying sizes, some as small as calves, others as large as elephants. When gathered together, they turned into a dark cloud of Demon Qi, stretching for miles, an awe-inspiring sight that would send even tigers and wolves trembling in fear, defecating in terror.

Moreover, wherever this demon wolf pack passed, as their howls echoed continuously, other mountain wolves dwelling in the mountain range joined the pack, following their leader. This resulted in the ever-growing size of the wolf pack, with numbers reaching over a hundred or close to a thousand.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

Just when the wolf pack was about to break out of the forest, a seemingly ordinary yet startling chant resounded everywhere, a Buddha’s name recited with a force as powerful as thunder. A beam of Buddha’s light shot up into the sky, forming a solid, insurmountable barrier positioned right in the wolves’ path.

The Yin cloud formed by the Demon Qi instantly began to fall apart under the illuminating Buddha’s light. However, with the pale blue flames kindling from the leading black wolf, the miles-long Demon Qi cloud re-stabilized, spreading over the sky, pressing towards a smiling, robe-clad old monk standing amidst the flowers and grass.

The old monk appeared simple and modest. His face etched with wrinkles, like gorges on a clay plain, crisscrossing each other, silently telling a story of the passage of time and its messiness.

Despite his old age, the monk stood tall and straight, clutching a string of sandalwood prayer beads. He met the wolf king that commanded the wolf pack with a calm and composed smile, not a hint of panic on his face.

To his side squatted three wolves as large as calves, their expressions uneasy and frightened, their eyes filled with panic and fear.

These were the three demon wolves who, summoned by Black Mountain, failed to show up in the Wolf Valley.

“Wolf King, please calm your anger!”

The old monk faced the demon wolf pack with composure and calmness. His serenity remained unbroken despite facing the onslaught of a horde of monsters whose numbers and appearance were far beyond human comprehension.

“Black Mountain, don’t be rash, wait for me to come over!”

Feng Qing’an, with the help of the “Sending God Skill” and his consciousness controlled within Black Mountain, naturally saw the road-blocking old monk, and the surging Buddha’s light from him.

A lone monk emitting a ray of Buddha’s light could resist the miles-long Demon Qi cloud. Even though Black Mountain was not exerting much effort, and the Demon Qi cloud overhead was no more than a spectacle formed naturally by the gathering of the wolf pack, it was clear that this old monk was not to be underestimated.

Feng Qing’an had once distantly caught a glimpse of the newly built Buddha monastery. Its grandeur radiated with a Buddha’s light so strong that it pierced the sky, far more intense than what he was witnessing now.

Awooo-

Black Mountain let out a low growl, leading the wolf pack into a standoff with the old monk. Its icy blue gaze blearily swept over the three demon wolves and then fell upon the old monk. The fighting instinct honed throughout the years of struggle warned him that this old monk was not to be trificked with.

“Last night, this humble monk was preaching the scriptures in the mountains, attracting the birds and beasts there to come and listen. Among them, these three under your command, Wolf King, showed the most affinity towards Buddha, listening very attentively to the extent they lost track of time, neglecting your summons!”

The old monk’s tone was very peaceful, even modest. While speaking, he pointed at the three demon wolves besides him, praised them, and then pleaded for them.

“As such, when this humble monk finished preaching, they realized they had not needed your call, so tney were very scared and came to seek my nelP. It was my wrongdoing, I’m willing to bear the consequences, I beg the Wolf King for forgiveness!”

“This monk!”

Not only Black Mountain can’t help but grit its teeth at these words, but Feng Qing’an also frowned deeply. This old monk’s words sounded very humble, but they conveyed implicit intimidation and challenge.

Preaching in the mountains, attracting birds and beasts. What kind of a realm is he in that he can influence demons beasts, and even birds and beasts with no spiritual wisdom, to listen to his words?

As for ignoring the summons of the Wolf King because they listened to his preaching, that would be a provocation to any king with a bit of ambition. Not to mention that this so-called request for forgiveness was nothing more than a flex!

Look at that; I did not do anything intentionally, but merely sat preaching in the woods, and your subordinates would choose to listen to my scriptures rather than follow your orders.

Ask for forgiveness?

He’s essentially rubbing it in his face!

“Wolf King, it was unintentional on my part, yet it almost caused calamities outside the mountains. This humble monk is willing to recite a volume of ‘The Sutra of the Wheel-turning Sage King’ to quell your anger and make up for my wrongdoings!”

The old monk, oblivious to Black Mountain’s aggressive posture, sat cross-legged on the ground, twirling his Buddhist prayer beads. The peaceful and serene Zen Sound resonated.

“The Buddha tells his followers, in the world exists a Wheel-turning Sage King, adorned with the seven treasures, possessing four divine attributes. How does a Wheel-turning Sage King attain perfection in the seven treasures, one of the

Golden Wheel Treasure, two of the White Elephant Treasure, three of the Violet

Horse Treasure…”

The formless Buddha’s rhythm accompanied the recitation of the scriptures enveloped the forest. The three demon wolves next to the old monk, previously troubled by the fear of the Wolf Kings punishment, also started to calm down.

Above the wolf pack, the miles-long Demon Qi cloud could no longer hold its form together. As the Black Mountain, the Wolf King, was no longer focused on controlling the Demon Qi..