The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 242: Chapter 173: Myth Feedback_2

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“Ah, alright, thanks!”

Hearing the White Wolf speak in human tongue, the burly man subconsciously nodded his head and took a few steps forward. It didn’t take him long to realize he was now following a spirit beast, and he had no intention of fighting it once they were inside. After all, these creatures were not the adversaries he was seeking and had nothing to do with his armor.

“Already in, may as well keep going!”

Clenching his teeth, the burly man followed the White Wolf’s hint, moving deeper into the courtyard. As he passed by an arcade, a spacious patio appeared in front of him.

His attention was immediately drawn to a golden armored figure in the middle of the yard who was wielding a sword. The wave of energy emanating from every corner of the courtyard sparked excitement in him – the aura of the place was so clear and intense.

Whoosh-

A dazzling white flash of the sword cut through the air, followed by the roaring of waves. In the blade’s shimmer, the man saw a boundless, seemingly calm ocean – an image which carried a great, crushing weight for those who dared to look at it.

“Good!”

The impressive energy of the sword instantly excited the city’s Defense

Commander’s combative spirit. His own energy began to envelop his fists.

Without any verbal exchange, the figure in the golden Dragon Armor could already tell the human’s intentions for coming here in the dead of night. The armored figure tossed aside his training sword, facing the human who was armed only with a pair of gauntlets and clenched his fists.

Without further ado, the two figures – one gold and one black – clashed, sending out visible shock-waves that completely swept the newly repaired courtyard. Everything within thirty feet of where they stood was destroyed.

“Are they crazy! ?”

Noticing the fight that had broken out in the courtyard of his residence, Feng Qing’an’s face darkened. What on earth was going through the heads of the warriors in this Prefecture City?

“Do you want me to intervene? Master!”

Sen Miao, who had taken a day to repair the courtyard, asked in a low voice. Regardless of the set of Dragon Armor or the human warrior who had inexplicably come to start a fight, she could suppress either by herself.

“They’ve already started fighting, let them be!”

Feng Qing’an waved his hand, indicating no need for intervention. Even though this visitor was much stronger than the one from yesterday, he couldn’t possibly harm the Dragon Armor.

The material used to forge the Dragon Armor would prevent any damage from a warrior of this level. Even at full strength, the opponent wouldn’t be able to leave a scratch.

In a situation like this, the Dragon Armor might be knocked down, but never knocked out. And in a battle of attrition without overpowering force, the human would undoubtedly be the one to fall.

Last night, the warrior named Jiang Bei had proven this point. His defeat not only showcased the Dragon Armor’s endurance in battle but also its exceptional talent in martial arts.

Just one night of fighting – taking hits in the first half, constantly being knocked back – helped the Dragon Armor comprehend the energy of the sword and use it in battle. It eventually defeated the warrior, along with his willpower.

This left Jiang Bei with severe wounds – physical and mental. Feng Qing’an couldn’t help with the mental damage, but he had Sen Miao heal the physical injuries as a favor for helping his armor grow stronger. This left the warrior seemingly unharmed, without a scratch to be seen.

“So, I only need to prevent the fight’s aftermath from affecting the outside world?”

“Correct!”

Feng Qing’an nodded.

“Master, I have a question!” “Hmm?” Feng Qing’an glanced at Sen Miao,

“Go ahead.”

“Is there a special bond between you and Black Mountain?

Having spent a few days together, Sen Miao had made some observations. The Ghost Wolf called Black Mountain seemed to be closest to the young man, their relationship surpassing mere closeness — it was more akin to a spiritual connection.

“What makes you say that?”

Feng Qing’an was surprised at how observant the creature was. He thought he had treated all of them equally.

“The White Wolf is overly respectful towards you, whereas your attitude towards her is quite indifferent. You’re not as close to her as you are to Black Mountain. You’re only nice to her because of Black Mountain, aren’t you?”

Sen Miao replied, “Even though they may appear the same, upon closer contact, changes in gaze, interaction, and subtle shifts in tone can reveal a lot.”

“Your observatory powers are impressive! ” “Black Mountain and Bai Yao hold different positions in your heart!”

It was a question, but Sen Miao was quite sure. “I raised Black Mountain since it was a cub!” Feng Qing’an laughed, without denying, “Shortly after its birth, Black Mountain entrusted everything to me. I am its world, and it’s irreplaceable for me.”

“Everything?”

Sen Miao thinking, comprehending, generally understood now. The White

Wolf probably was able to follow the prince because of the connection with

Black Mountain. If that’s the case,

“If I’m willing to entrust everything to you, what would you do?”

Having chosen to follow, let’s be straightforward, even though it might appear the same, it’s only temporary. She wanted to be like Black Mountain, not become a White Wolf.

“I would be delighted and offer you experiences you’ve never felt before. I won’t let you down!”

Feng Qing’an originally intended to find an opportunity to sign a contract with Sen Miao, but this centuries-old young demon was more intelligent than he had imagined. With just a few days of observation, she made a decision. “In that case, my prince, I am ready to offer all of me to you!”

Sen Miao, who had repeatedly experienced the profound power of Feng Qing’an, had no hesitation. Missing this opportunity would mean never meeting a second one like it, she was absolutely sure of this.

“Then I happily accept your offer!”

Feng Qing’an stood up, the blush of soul power rising in his hand. Under Sen Miao’s bewildered gaze, it intertwined into a ring, and an extraordinary spirit emanated from it,

“This is the Soul Contract, once accepted, you will share my fate, be it disaster or prosperity, we will face together!”

“Soul Contract?!”

Sen Miao comprehended. Presumably, only by accepting the Soul Contract could she receive real training from this prince in front of her. If that’s the case, there isn’t much to be said.

“Prince, you may proceed.”

“Don’t be nervous, just don’t resist. It may hurt a bit during initiation, but after the initial pain, I assure you will taste an extraordinary experience that you’ve never felt before!”

Sen Miao felt somewhat uneasy. She saw Feng Qing’an place his palm on her forehead. The glow of soul power rose and entwined with Sen Miao’s soul, leaving an exclusive mark of Feng Qing’an.

“As expected!”

This Soul Contract signing was made harder than any before. Even though Sen Miao cooperated verbally, there was an instinctive resistance deep in her heart. Yet, this was merely instinctive, and her subjective intelligence had already submitted to Feng Qing’an.

There were minor obstacles, but they didn’t cause debilitating harm. The glow of the soul power ultimately left an indelible mark on Sen Miao’s soul.

When the contract was signed successfully, there was a mutual complement. Green spiritual Qi again rose from Sen Miao, forming the holy silhouette of a Qilin. The Qilin formed this time was clearer than before, indicating that her Qilin bloodline had been strengthened.

However, in contrast to Sen Miao, who had further increased her strength, the feedback from the demon caused a drastic transformation in Feng Qing’an. His robust blood energy surged, and the tremendous water and wood spiritual Qi intertwined within him.

Originally six feet tall, Feng Qing’an, nourished by this potent energy, grew several inches taller. Ancient runes appeared on his cheeks while delicate green scales surfaced on his neck and shoulders.

Hiss-

Feng Qing’an took a deep breath. He felt like his body was being stretched and torn apart by the vigorous life force feedback from the demon. However, this overwhelming energy contained an unimaginable vigor that alleviated his pain, erasing the harm done by the rapid enhancement of his body.

This allowed Feng Qing’an to adapt to the pain in a short time, and he was indulged in the pleasure of the rapid increase of strength. This was a sensation he was experiencing for the first time.

After all, Sen Miao was a demon that possessed a mythical bloodline and vibrant life force..