The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 236 - 236: 170: Double Standard Scene 2

Translator: 549690339

“What are you standing there for? Lead the way for me!”

“Yes, my lord, please follow me!”

As it was with the strongest, they had special rights. Even if leading the way was a dereliction of duty, no one would blame him.

In the city of Anqing Mansion, Feng Qing’an, leading the horse, walking on the streets with Black Mountain and Bai Yao, was still the focus of the crowd, even though the three of them had disguised and changed into ordinary appearances.

“Ah!”

Feng Qing’an glanced around helplessly and sighed. He didn’t care about these mundane gazes. The key was that he could see towering figures vaguely appearing ahead and behind, or even in the shadowy corners of the streets he passed by.

They were the Ghosts and Gods of Anqing Mansion!

However, it shouldn’t be as troublesome as in Jiangyang Prefecture. He happened to have a relationship with this City God of Anqing Mansion—they fought a dragon together, which should make things easier.

“Rent a house to live for a while!”

Feng Qing’an asked a passerby and found the largest tavern in this Prefecture City. He found the owner, generously threw down a huge sum of money, and rented a lakeside villa.

The best rooms of ordinary inns were simply better decorated, but the top-notch accommodations of the real major taverns were separate villas.

Inside, there were maids and servants at his disposal, with a menu for three meals a day. No matter what he wanted to eat, someone would deliver it. If he felt lazy or didn’t want to go out, he could even call the top courtesans from the brothels to come to the villa.

As long as he had money, regardless of what he wanted or what he wished to enjoy, as long as it could be moved and sent, there would be someone to serve. Feng Qing’an, of course, had no shortage of money; he had once robbed a Water Mansion.

The bricks that the River Water Monarch used to pave the ground were all genuine and of high quality silver. Just scraping one piece was enough for Feng Qing’an to live in luxury in Prefecture City.

Of course, Feng Qing’an was not a person of such extravagance. After he rented this villa, he drove out all the presiding servants and maids, asking only that they bring meals on time and nothing more.

After the villa’s servants and maids left, a curtain was thrown over Feng Qing’an’s residing villa, preventing ordinary people outside from seeing anything that was happening inside.

“Renting this villa costs ten taels of gold per day. Young Master plans to live here for a month. Indeed, you are generous,”

An old man in white robes and a golden crown appeared silently. His face was archaic, his eyes were golden, and his demeanor aloof.

“All thanks to the City God’s blessing. If it wasn’t for slaying that Fish Dragon, I wouldn’t have this money. Now, what I have spent is merely a drop in the bucket. If the City God needs, I could craft a golden statue for him that is ten zhang.”

Feng Qing’an responded with a hearty laugh. His words were more than true; if the City God agreed, he could indeed make a full golden statue for him.

Nevertheless, when he left the Water Mansion, he scraped off as much as he could. Gold tiles were scraDed clean. everv silver brick was Dried off. and iade beams were all dismantled. His current wealth could buy several cities, it might be a bit of an exaggeration, but it was no problem to buy a few cities.

“As the City God, I cannot sculpt my body with gold and white things. Mud sculptures with painted colors are enough!”

Anqing Mansion’s City God shook his head, refusing Feng Qing’an’s offer. he wasn’t interested in gold and silver.

“City God is truly virtuous!”

Feng Qing’an clasped his hands in a respectful gesture. Who doesn’t appreciate someone who fights to the end, but doesn’t ask for anything in return!

“Young Master Feng, I understand you’ve been busy recently and have probably entered the city just to rest. I didn’t want to disturb you, but given the unpredictability of your actions, I couldn’t help but to visit and inquire!”

During the conversation, Anqing Mansion’s City God’s gaze fell upon Sen Miao, who had disguised himself as a black-and-white steed.

The City God was sincere; after their last encounter, he had no intention to have a second dealing with Feng Qing’an.

After all, he protected the peace of the territory by cultivating the way of gods, gaining the incense offerings of the people. Associating with extraordinary individuals like Feng Qing’an was risky.

However, once Feng Qing’an entered the city, he realized he had overthought it. According to records, Feng Qing’an only had two Spirit Beasts similar to great demons by his side last time he saw him.

But this time, Feng Qing’an had an actual great demon by his side entering the city. Being a City God, he couldn’t pretend to not notice such a dereliction of duty, it’s just too negligent.

No matter how it was considered, Feng Qing’an had fought dragon kind with him. This kind of situation was not suitable for his subordinate military judges to handle, they might not be able to handle it properly, hence the City God himself was forced to step forward.

“May I ask who this is?”

In the divine, golden eyes of the Prefecture City God, the silhouette before him tread upon snow like dark clouds, a layer of haziness blooming around him, shrouding his sight and preventing him from recognizing its true identity.

“Sen Miao, the son of the previous Bailang River Water Monarch!”

Fine dragon scales emerged on the horse’s body, and a pair of snovvy wings unfurled. Sen Miao showed part of his dragon-horse form, which was enough to evoke admiration on the aged city god’s face, with its ancient looks.

“You are Mu Xi’s child?”

“You knew my father?”

Sen Miao looked at the elder in front of him with confusion. Mu Xi was his father’s name.

“I have been the City God of Anqing Mansion for six hundred years. Therefore, I did know your father, quite well!”

When mentioning this, the elder’s face also revealed a touching color of reminiscence and sorrow.

“You knew him?”

Sen Miao’s expression couldn’t help but waver, but Feng Qing’an timely supplemented,

“I could defeat Hongxi thanks to the City God’s help!”

“I’m ashamed. An old friend was killed, and I only dared to retaliate two hundred years after the fact – a case of kicking someone when they’re down!”

The Prefecture City God shook his head, guilt written on his face. He didn’t take pride in such action. Knowing that the dragon-horse in front of him was the daughter of an old friend, even his spirit as a city god was moved. “Thank you for avenging my father!”

At this moment, Sen Miao’s gaze at the City God completely changed. She bowed her head slightly, appreciating that he remembered her father after waiting two hundred years and was willing to take revenge. She owed him her gratitude.

“No need for that. But now that the wicked dragon has been slain, the position of Bailang River Water Monarch is vacant, why don’t you take it over?”

Originally, he was worried that the entrance of a powerful demon would cause danger to the city, but now knowing that she was his old friend’s daughter, his attitude changed. He glanced at Feng Qing’an, his eyes enigmatic.

“I don’t want to go down the same path as my father!”

Sen Miao answered.

“So you follow this Young Master Feng now?”

“This is a decision I’ve made after deep thought.”

“If that is the case, then the old man can only wish you the ability to overturn the heavens and earth one day, fearless of all challenges!”

The old City God looked at Sen Miao’s expression, sighed softly, and chose not to say more. While she was the daughter of an old friend, their encounters were two hundred years apart. They were meeting for the first time, and he wasn’t truly her elder.

“May I be blessed by your good words!”

“City God, is it possible for Sen Miao to stay in the city?”

Feng Qing’an asked as the moment presented itself.

“The dragon-horse is an auspicious beast. If you are not afraid of any troubles, even if she reveals her true form, wandering around the city is no problem. She can stay in the city for as long as she likes!”

The old City God stared at Feng Qing’an, his face impassive.

He could not understand how his old friend’s daughter had been won over by some kid, even becoming his mount. That was truly vexing.

Regrettably, his role was too awkward. Even if he wanted to intervene, there was no room for him to do so. If he intervened by force, not only would it be a thankless task, but it would also incite resentment.

Moreover, thinking about this little guy’s background, perhaps it was indeed better to follow him than stay in the Bailang River as the Water Monarch. At least he would not risk being killed due to the temporary greed of the dragon race.

“This is too much of a double standard!”

Feng Qing’an, who had witnessed Sen Miao’s ferocious side, couldn’t help sighing..