The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 302: The Human Race’s Prodigy Enters the Netherworld

"It's my wish, but I dare not invite you."

After getting the excuse given by Feng Qing'an, the two human immortals quickly took advantage of the situation and fled away, not daring to stay here for long.

No one is willing to entrust his or her life to a thought of an unfamiliar being. Once there is a suitable excuse to save face, naturally no one wants to stay here for long, and they don't even have the mind to make friends.

"You just let them go like that?"

A cold voice sounded beside Feng Qing'an's ears.

"If we don't let them go, what else can we do? Do you really want to capture them? They are righteous immortals, not these evil immortals who do evil things."

Feng Qingan rolled his eyes and responded unhappily.

"If you don't want them to know you exist and want them to disappear, I can help you."

"I'm not that shameful."

Feng Qingan reached out and touched his chin, and then a rather playful smile appeared on his face.

"Besides, even if I really let you do it, would you take their lives?"

Feng Qing'an has not forgotten that when he was young and weak, let alone practicing, he had not even stepped into the threshold of a beastmaster. It was his elder brother's righteousness that protected his safety, making him invulnerable to ghosts and gods, and all evil spirits scare away.

But the Lord of Youhuang was able to act with dignity, disregarding the righteousness and justice as nothing, and walked directly in front of him. She had made great contributions to the human race, and precisely because of this merit, she was able to ignore the righteousness and justice.

How could such a being attack and kill two righteous immortals for no reason? If Dong Huang really did not care about anything to achieve his goal, he would not have been able to see him without Hao Ran's righteousness.

"I will temporarily trap them and release them when they are no longer a threat to you."

Dong Huang replied.

"This is a good compromise, but unfortunately, I don't think I'm that embarrassing."

Feng Qingan smiled.

"Have you forgotten why you followed me to the Netherworld? Once your whereabouts here are leaked, those real people and immortals in the Great Jin will follow you."

"Come if you want, it doesn't matter, I'm leaving now."

"Don't you want this sect anymore?"

"Of course I do. It would be a shame if it was destroyed like this. But I don't have to stay here to guard it!"

"Then you should arrange everything first, and then go back to the Netherworld!"

"it is good!"

The gap between the two worlds penetrated by the Phoenix Extreme World Bell slowly healed with a roar. This was originally a passage created with the help of the power of a Taoist weapon. When it could no longer be maintained, the gap would naturally be repaired by the laws of heaven and earth and could not be maintained for long.

"Do you have any ideas? You can come to me and talk about them. If you have any opinions, feel free to give them, although I may not listen."

Feng Qing'an landed in front of a group of Yuandan cultivators from the Yinhun Sect. At this moment, he was truly unscrupulous.

Because he didn't believe that these monks, who were trembling with fear and silent as quails because of what had just happened, would have the courage to attack him.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Minglong Armor is wrapped around his body at this moment. With the Minglong Armor protecting his body, even if a Yuandan realm cultivator suddenly attacks, Minglong can not only block it, but also fight back.

"You don't have to be so reserved. Even if you have done nothing for me, you have worked hard. I won't take your lives. Just say whatever you want to say!"

The young man's gentle tone made the Yuandan cultivators tremble even more violently.

Although they had already understood that they had been played around by the young man in front of them for some time, and even most of their fellow disciples had died tragically because of him.

But now no one dared to harbor the slightest hatred in their hearts. They just wanted to run away like the two human-immortals who had just come over to spy, without staying here for a moment. However, they did not dare to escape because the young man in front of them would not let them.

"Xin Hai, I am willing to be your lackey, to serve you like a dog and a horse, and to go through fire and water without hesitation!"

After Feng Qing'an finished speaking, there was silence. However, the silence did not last long. With a plop, a refined and outstanding monk knelt on the ground and raised the feather fan in his hand above his head, as if he was making an offering.

It’s the leader of the Yinhun Sect!
"Yes, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. You are a smart person. Do you have any objection to arranging you to become the master of the hidden vein of the Holy Soul Hall?"

"It all depends on the master's instructions."

The Yinhun Sect Leader, who had been in a high position for a long time and had an extraordinary aura, was so humble at this moment that the elders were stunned. In their impression, the Sect Leader, who was always high and mighty and gave orders, was now kneeling on the ground, wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a dog. They were unable to react for a moment.

However, soon, the elders followed the sect leader and knelt on the ground, abandoning all their dignity and begging for their lives.

After they had cultivated to this point, they no longer had the ability to pursue the Great Dao. Couldn't they just enjoy themselves? Did they have to be so stubborn as to let others grind them into dust?
"I am willing to be your lackey, sir. I will obey your orders and serve you without complaint."

"I……"

With the first one gone, and even the third one appearing, the remaining elders now realized that now it was not a question of whether they were willing or not, but whether they could survive.

In their minds, the three supreme elders who were regarded as having backers had been killed without anyone noticing. They were now like fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

"Since you are all willing, I can save a lot of energy. I don't need to convince you. From today on, you are the hidden vein of the Holy Soul Palace. Your duty is to protect the growth of the younger generation of the Holy Soul Palace until the first sect master reaches the Dan stage and officially ascends the throne."

"Yes."

In the face of life and death, everything can be abandoned. The group of Jindan cultivators who had originally clamored to go up the mountain to ask the ancestor for an explanation were now extremely obedient, and all of them looked very satisfied with becoming hidden veins.

"Great!"

Seeing that all the elders had calmed down, Feng Qingan was satisfied. With the intention that Donghuang had just shown, and the two immortals that were released, it was believed that the immortals in the surrounding areas, as long as they were not stupid, would not go to the Holy Spirit Hall to cause trouble.

There is no need to worry about human immortals. Although the overall strength of the Holy Soul Palace has declined significantly compared to the Yinhun Sect era, it is more than enough to take care of the secular dynasty.

Moreover, the madness displayed by the group of Jindan elders before the establishment of the Holy Soul Hall was enough to scare away the demons for hundreds of years and prevent them from invading the territory. Generally speaking, it is still extremely safe and there is no need to worry about trivial matters.

So, after explaining everything, Feng Qing'an completely became a hands-off boss, left the human world and returned to the underworld. However, he did not completely ignore it, but openly left a signpost that could be used to enter and exit the cave at will.

"Donghuang, here I come."

After returning to the Netherworld, Feng Qing'an did not go anywhere else, but went straight to the capital of the Ghost Kingdom of Youhuang. At this moment, the capital of the Ghost Kingdom was like a glutton who never knew what fullness was. It kept devouring the surrounding areas and expanding non-stop, without end.

The yin energy rising from this ghost town turned into dark clouds that covered the sky for hundreds of miles. Even though there was no sun or moon in the netherworld, only a dark and lightless sky,
However, such dark clouds also plunged the capital of the ghost country into deep darkness. From afar, billions of ghost lights were shining in the capital, bringing a faint light that made people feel cold.

"Tsk tsk, this is really scary!"

Looking at the ghost town from afar and observing its atmosphere, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sigh. If he didn't have a close relationship with the biggest person in the ghost town, if he encountered such a city in the underworld, he would definitely turn around and leave without staying.

Yin~
Hearing Feng Qing'an's sigh, a little head popped out from his arms and nodded in agreement, agreeing with what Feng Qing'an said, but at this moment an inappropriate cat's meow was heard.

meow~
Unlike the usual soft cat meow, the cat's meow at this moment was a bit sharp, like a hunter who had been hungry for a long time and found prey that he could not finish even if he ate it for a lifetime.

"If you dare to drool on my clothes, I will skin you alive."

He lowered his head and glanced at Jun Yan who was squatting on his shoulder. The little thing looked at the ghost town in the distance, opened its mouth unconsciously, and stretched out its pink little tongue to lick the corner of its mouth. Even so, sticky and transparent saliva was still dripping.

The saliva dripping from the mouth of the White Tiger descendant was naturally on the same level as ambergris. To those alchemists, it was a precious medicine that was hard to find in the world. But at this moment, Feng Qing'an only felt it was dirty and disgusting.

meow~
Hearing Feng Qing'an's words which did not sound like a joke at all, the kitten quickly raised its paw and wiped the saliva from the corner of its mouth. There was no other way. For it, which had the blood of the white tiger, suddenly seeing such a ghost town was like a mortal seeing a mountain of rice and noodles that they would never be able to eat.

To be an accomplice to the tiger - ordinary tiger spirits have a certain probability of awakening the bloodline powers they master. For a descendant of the white tiger like it, it is natural that it has mastered it from the moment it is born.

Moreover, unlike ordinary tigers, as a descendant of the white tiger, it is born with the ability to eat ghosts and take ghosts as food. Of course, it can also forcibly enslave ghosts. It does not need to devour them, but must let the other party pass through its stomach first.

"Behave yourself. This is not the place for you to mess around. If you want to eat, you can go to the battlefield."

Before entering the ghost town, Feng Qingan sternly warned Jun Yan that this guy looked at ghosts as if they were food. If he saw Donghuang, he would look at him in the same way. If Donghuang wanted to kill him, would he hand him the knife or help skin him?
It’s so hard to choose!

meow~
Jun Yan let out a gentle cry and rubbed Feng Qing'an's neck in a flattering manner. Judging from the negative energy emitted by this ghost town in front of them, the number of ghosts there must be over a million. It would definitely be no problem for it to quietly eat hundreds or thousands of them.

"Ah!"

Feng Qingan sneered. He certainly knew that there were a group of crazy ghosts in the ghost town that could be eaten by this little thing, but why should he indulge this little thing?

"Black silk yin jujube, big and sweet!"

"Fried ghost wings, if they don't taste good, you don't have to pay!"

"Beast Heart Candied Haws..."

"Steamed Monkey Brain!"

As soon as he entered the ghost town, the familiar noisy and lively sounds came from all directions, and the sounds of various hawking were endless. In a trance, Feng Qingan seemed to think that he had returned to the human world.

However, as long as you calm down and listen patiently to the words shouted by these ghosts, you will suddenly realize that you are still in the underworld.

"stranger?"

Just as Feng Qing'an was walking with great interest in the streets of the ghost town, observing this capital city that was changing with each passing day, with new changes happening every day.

Suddenly, an indigo ghost with a sharp horn on its forehead came close to Feng Qing'an. Its huge nostrils, which were disproportionate to its thin head, sniffed around Feng Qing'an. The greed in its eyes gradually revealed itself and turned into an undisguised malice.

"You are so brave, how dare you..."

boom!
This ghost who didn't know how to live or die, hadn't even finished his words when a hand wrapped in wind and thunder pierced through his chest. Then, in front of his incredulous gaze, his body was torn into pieces. That was not the end yet. A blue soul flame ignited in the boy's hand and was thrown by the boy onto the black flesh and blood remains that were still squirming and trying to recover.

what--

Along with the sound of burning flesh, shrill screams also rang out. The ghosts surging around instantly moved away and watched the excitement from a distance, mainly to avoid the flames that could burn souls.

"What's going on?"

"Where did this guy come from? How dare he fight on the street? Don't you know what rules to follow after entering this city?"

"That's not right. I just heard that guy saying that the boy was a stranger!? And then he was killed."

"Monks? Are they the monks who live near the palace?"

"Do you think this guy looks like one of those bald donkeys? I think he looks like a living person from the human world!"

"What's wrong with these living people in the world? Have they eaten the heart of a dragon and the courage of a phoenix? Why do they dare to come here one after another? Don't they take us seriously at all?"

The ghosts around were talking about it, but what one of the evil ghosts revealed made Feng Qingan pause. When he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a soft breeze blowing on his face.

The young man wanted to make some move, but after sensing the breath, his body, which was about to move, suddenly relaxed and allowed the guy who suddenly rushed over to take him away.

"What's wrong with you? You're even braver than me. I thought I was arrogant enough, but you're even more arrogant than me. Do you know the identity of the ghost you just killed?"

The strong winds that swept in from both sides stopped, and the dim candlelight flickered, emitting a faint warmth, bringing a moment of peace to the place. However, before Feng Qingan could take a closer look at everything, the guy who had dragged him here started talking all over his body, without giving him a chance to speak.

(End of this chapter)