The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 158 - 158: 132: Have You Had Enough?

Translator: 549690339

Although the color and texture of the phoenix’s feathers before them were clearly amiss, suggesting its fall to the demonic path, the essence of the phoenix remained unchanged.

Such mythical races have existed since the dawn of creation and it’s best not to provoke them if avoidable. Despite the long-established heritage of the Bodhi Monastery, it pales in comparison to the mythical races, especially those whose members are scarce, yet have not completely died out.

The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan are entirely different. If an evil dragon were to be caught and killed in the outside world, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Its father might not even know of his son’s existence, let alone seek revenge.

Furthermore, even if they did know of it, it may not matter. Dragon offspring are too plentiful. With the Dragon Clan’s strong bloodline and long lifespan, any dragon with a slightly purer bloodline can make a significant contribution to the prosperity of all things in heaven and earth.

However, the Phoenix Clan is different. Compared to the Dragon Clan’s omnipresent bloodline, the Phoenix Clan’s members are scarce, with even fewer than the cats in the world. This statement may be somewhat bold but it’s not far from the truth.

Despite that, the long inheritance years have been enough to invoke reverence from any slightly sane and clear-minded cultivators. Defeating a rebellious dragon will only have a one in ten chance to provoke retaliation.

However, it’s best to be diplomatic around a phoenix. Because agitating a young phoenix will almost inevitably lead to confronting an older phoenix. This is a common characteristic amongst the scarce mythical races.

If anyone dares to threaten their already dangerously endangered bloodline, they better prepare to disappear from this world.

Of course, the monks not only fear the old phoenix hidden somewhere and perhaps watching everything unfold, but they are also wary of the small phoenix blocking the monastery entrance that threatens them with its power.

Fighting to the death with a strong spirit of mythical bloodline whom they barely know and with whom they have never had any conflict is silly. Even if they triumphed with difficulty, the eventual outcome might result in the bleak fate of obliteration of their heritage.

“Turns out there’s more than one monk! You Huang, should we capture all of these fellows?”

Unfortunately, the monks’ polite and enthusiastic attitude did not receive a comparable response. Instead, they heard the terrifying phoenix ranting in the dark, broadcasting its hostility to an unspecified entity.

“Don’t talk nonsense! ”

A cold and indifferent voice sounded. A slender and tall figure appeared at the gate of the monastery. The moment monks saw her, both the old monks and the fat monks held their breaths, their bodies stiff with fear.

This was an existence more terrifying than the phoenix hovering in the dark; all monks, who had abundant experience in demon hunting, strongly sensed the threat. If they couldn’t even perceive the strength of the enemy, it would be laughable.

But precisely because they could sense the strength of the enemy, the monks’ minds were ticking bombs. Why had they attracted such terrifying presences when they hadn’t done anything?

“Amitabha, may I ask why the benefactor has traveled from afar?”

The fat monk courageously greeted them, given his high seniority among those present. He chose to ignore the phoenix’s rants.

“I, the king of You Huang Ghost Country, heard of your profound Buddhism and your compassion for all creatures, hence the visit. I formally invite all of you masters to my country to preach Buddhism to my subjects and army!”

Although the monks in her expectation turned out to be a group, You Huang wasn’t surprised. Whether it was one monk or a group, to her, it made no difference. Ordinary ghost kings couldn’t resist her; she could kill them with one blow.

Preach Buddhism to the citizens and troops of a country?

If an earthly king were to extend such an invitation, every monk present would happily accept, even if they all had to go together.

However, the master present here hailed from Ghost Nation. There was no Ghost Nation in the human world, at least not on the Nan Hua Continent. Therefore, it was apparent that the master of Ghost Nation before them originated from the underworld.

Inviting them to preach Buddhism to ghosts in the underworld was frankly an overwhelminz honor. How qualified or capable were thev to set foot in the underworld and teach Buddhism? Such matters surely weren’t meant for their consideration.

“Amitabha, on behalf of my nephews and brothers, I would like to express our gratitude to the master. We’re deeply touched by your appreciation. However, we understand that we lack the depth in our Buddhism understanding and fear we may not meet the master’s expectations. If the master desires to listen to Buddhism, I can recommend a high monk so as to fulfill the master’s wish!”

At the moment, the fat monk was racking his brains. The polite words from the Ghost Nation’s master had the same intent as that of the phoenix. It was clear they wanted to take all of them away. If these monks were to enter the underworld, could they survive?

So, he was making various excuses while subtly deflecting the situation. His words were no lie. Plenty of high monks were everywhere in Da Jin. Any random piece of brick thrown into the sky could hit one. He could easily recommend one for You Huang..