The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 630: Chapter 366: From Kun to Peng_2

The Merfolk didn’t target anyone specifically, they indiscriminately attacked all groups that weren’t subdued under their rule, including the Human Race and the Dog Clan, regardless of their origin.

“What are your thoughts?”

Feng Qing’an’s gaze fell on Sen Miao.

“All depends on your instructions, my lord.”

Sen Miao, who had explained the situation to the best of her ability, respectfully lowered her head.

“Do you want to help these Wood Spirit Tribe?”

Feng Qing’an glanced around at the spirits who were still surrounding him, their expressions no longer tense or wary, he could see the anticipation and unease in their eyes.

“My lord, the racial gift of the Wood Spirit Tribe is extremely unique, they naturally know how to take care of various kinds of spiritual plants. If you want to establish a spiritual plant garden, they would be perfect for the task.”

Sen Miao didn’t directly answer Feng Qing’an’s question, but started talking about the uniqueness of the Wood Spirit Tribe.

“If you want to help, just say it. Why beat around the bush? Do I seem like someone who would prioritize minor profits over major righteousness?”

Feng Qing’an huffed lightly, slightly expressing his dissatisfaction, then looked at these heterogeneous clans filled with anticipation. Although he might not seem benign now, every part of him radiated his strength.

“My lord’s lessons are apt, so, what do you plan on doing?”

Sen Miao asked cautiously.

Her fondness for the Wood Spirit Tribe wasn’t baseless, nor was it due to their resemblance to the Human Race, seemingly more supreme in outward appearance.

She, as a successor of the Qilin bloodline, wasn’t shallow enough to focus only on appearances. It was mainly because the Wood Qilin bloodline she had inherited indeed had deep connections with the origins of the Wood Spirit Tribe.

Legend has it, the first generation of the Wood Spirit Tribe was born from the fruits of a divine tree, which was able to grow successfully due to the protection of a Wood Qilin.

Such intimate relationships were imprinted directly into their bloodline, even if their descendants had never seen each other, they would feel affinity upon meeting.

“How many of these Wood Spirit Tribe are there?”

Feng Qing’an asked. Before Sen Miao could think and answer, he boldly waved his hand,

“No matter how many there are, I can take them all in. Tell them to bring their injured and those who can’t fight to me, I will take in all.”

“My lord, you…”

Sen Miao was somewhat stunned at Feng Qing’an’s words. She had only made a small suggestion, yet he was planning on accepting the entire tribe, the jump in scale was huge.

What she initially thought was merely to ask her lord to take action and clear the surrounding area of this island of the Merfolk, and the Fishmen, and Sea Beast Clans they controlled.

“What? You don’t want to?”

Feng Qing’an raised an eyebrow and folded his arms, then showed an indifferent attitude,

“If you don’t want, then forget it.”

“No, it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just that your proposal is too abrupt, and I can’t make decisions for them. Can you allow me to discuss with them?”

“Go ahead, but try and be quick. I might change my mind in the next moment, I’m not always willing to play the good guy.”

Feng Qing’an said, intending to gain a group of free gardeners.

“Yes. I’ll go and discuss with their chieftain right away.”

After hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, Sen Miao darted into the dense forest below in a streak of green light, leaving Feng Qing’an confronting a group of Wood Spirit Tribe clad in wooden armor and holding spears.

“Interesting, I would never have thought that a Heterogeneous Clan from overseas would possess such deep roots!”

Feng Qing’an watches the direction in which Sen Miao disappears, his eyes flashing with a purple glow.

The Qilin Beast, Sen Miao, that he contracted with, is no longer on this island, or you could say, she is no longer in this realm. She has entered a mystical place similar to the Cave Sky.

Without a doubt, the Wood Spirit Tribe living on this island must possess at least one blessed land as their inheritance. This indicates their ancestors have at least reached the level of an Earth Immortal.

If they currently have an ancestor whose powers are comparable to an Earth Immortal to depend on, then the Wood Spirit Tribe would undoubtedly be the uncontested ruler of these seas. They wouldn’t be reduced to asking for external help due to being pressured by a few Merfolk.

Having fallen to such a state now, it simply indicates they have indeed declined to a certain level. However, it also proves the strength of the Merfolk, as, in spite of their decline, the Wood Spirit Tribe still has an Earth Immortal’s legacy as a foundation.

“That group of Merfolk must possess fighting power comparable to a Dong Xuan Human Immortal!”

Based on the current situation, Feng Qing’an makes the most conservative estimate for the power of the Merfolk clan in the deep sea. This cannot be called overestimation. In fact, it is probably an underestimation.

Chirr—

Just as Feng Qing’an is observing the entrance to the Wood Spirit Tribe and contemplating how to enter to investigate further, a slightly mournful, echoey cry resounds from the sea.

“What audacity!”

The dozen or so Wood Spirit Tribes members surrounding him haven’t even reacted yet when Feng Qing’an, who was previously leisurely in demeanor, changes his face, immediately plunging into a state of fury.

Crackle—

Blinding arcs of electricity flow around Feng Qing’an. Thunder sparks jump in the clouds, and the deafening sounds fill the sky and sea. In the blink of an eye, Feng Qing’an is surrounded by infinite thunderbolts, rushing towards the distant sea like the descent of a thunder god.

Growl—

Black Mountain, carrying Feng Qing’an, seeing its master suddenly wrapped in wind and thunder, clad in Dragon Armor and leaving in a rage, promptly emits an anxious roar. It too takes hurried steps, chasing after him wrapped in the blazing blue flames that fill the sky.

Under the coercion of the fire strong enough to burn the soul, the numerous Wood Spirit Tribe members forming a perfect circle all disperse; they don’t know if they should attack or block. But compelled by an instinctive alarm, they know they should make way in time.

Whimper—

The crying chirping resonates in the ocean. As Feng Qing’an, like a descending thunder god, rushes into a vast sea area, he sees a “Black Mountain” rising from the sea, bringing towering waves that spread in all directions, raising a monstrous sea wave.

In the blink of an eye, an enormous “Black Mountain” stands tall on the sea’s surface. However, this Black Mountain is bleeding profusely, showing many shocking spots of blood compared to before.

“You’re courting death!”

Feng Qing’an locks his sights on the culprits responsible for the terrible injuries inflicted on his newly contracted Guardian Beast. It’s a swarm of Dragon Sharks, their foreheads adorned with Dragon Horns and their bodies completely covered in intricate Dragon Scales.

In a confrontation of pure strength, a larger body generally holds the advantage. However, without an absolute advantage in rank or power, a large body can actually be a disadvantage due to its inability to dodge attacks.

Feng Qing’an, with a protective instinct for his new Guardian Beast, gestures with one hand, summoning a myriad of thunderbolts from the sky. The thunderbolts pour down like a waterfall, plunging into the vast sea.

Thunder—!

With each sound of thunder and explosion, waves burst out from the sea’s surface. However, the thunderbolts falling into the water have no effect on the Dragon Sharks attacking Da Kun.

“The Descension Art”

Seeing the ten or so Dragon Sharks, like bloodthirsty flies, circling Da Kun, looking for an opportunity to charge up and take a bite, Feng Qing’an immediately makes a quick decision. He transfers his most formidable battle system characteristic to it.

Thud—

The moment Feng Qing’an grants his system characteristic: the Sky-conquering Divine Body, to Da Kun, it is as if something has been ignited.

In a rumble, a golden divine light explodes from Da Kun’s body, spreading all around. The divine light adorns Da Kun’s fins, and feather-like patterns start to extend and appear.