The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 310: Taste the Taste, Still Wanting More

A casual cultivator who is suspected of having cultivated immortal-level pulses wants to give up his skills and start over. As a genius who has a strong sense of belonging to his own sect, it is difficult for him to have any ill feelings towards such a cultivator.

No matter if it was the handsome young man or the cultivator with childlike appearance, the way they looked at Feng Qing'an was very different. Only the female cultivator with a cold temperament, like ten thousand year old black ice, looked at Feng Qing'an with the same eyes as always, without any change.

It was a look that looked at scum. Even though she was a chaste female cultivator, she was not like Hua Qingyu who knew almost nothing about the matter. She could tell at a glance why the young man in white looked so weak and exhausted.

She even vaguely guessed that this young man who was led here by Hua Zhenchuan might have just finished his experience not long ago, and the reason why his face was so pale and ugly now was because he had not recovered yet.

But this place is the underworld. When they go out of the door in front of them, the outside world is the capital of the ghost country where tides of ghosts are surging. There are only a handful of living people in this ghost city, and they are basically the geniuses they know. What kind of existence can this young man make peace with?
Looking at the vision he just showed, it is self-evident who this young man had intercourse with. It was probably some rather powerful ghost or evil creature in this ghost town. Maybe there was more than one, otherwise, with his level of cultivation and strong physique, how could he be hollowed out to such an extent.

"I am Xinfu from the Floating Life Realm."

"Sansheng Township, Tao Baibai!"

The two geniuses told Feng Qing'an their sects and names. At this moment, they already regarded Feng Qing'an as an equal. Of course, they also regarded him as a seed of immortality that they must do their best to win over.

If they encountered such a talented independent cultivator, it would be fine if he had just reached the Jindan stage, but he was ready to disperse his power and start over. If the elders in the sect knew that they did not try their best to win him over, they would probably break their legs.

"Ice Palace, Su Qingying!"

Everyone's eyes naturally fell on the female cultivator with a cold temperament, because she was the only one present who had not told Feng Qingan her name and origins.

"Ice Emperor?!"

When Feng Qing'an heard the origin of this female cultivator, his brows slightly raised. The name of this sect is much more domineering than Fu Sheng Realm and San Sheng Township, and it sounds different.

"The Ice Emperor was a great immortal who roamed the world eons ago. It is said that he almost gained the title of emperor. The Ice Emperor Palace was built by the servants and disciples he accepted when he was walking on a thousand-foot-high ice field and gaining enlightenment on the great Dao when he was feeling disheartened."

The true teachings of the Xingxiu Dao, which had just threatened to ignore him, sounded in Feng Qingan's ears again, explaining to him the origins of the sect that he was interested in.

"Ah, this...Isn't the Ice Palace the inheritance left by that great immortal?"

Feng Qing'an was extremely interested in what this girl said, who suddenly changed her mind and denied what she had said before. This was an opportunity for him to gain knowledge and broaden his horizons.

"No, that great immortal was not called the Ice Emperor. He did not leave behind a name, nor did he leave behind any inheritance. The inheritance of the Ice Emperor Palace was compiled by the cultivators who briefly followed him, based on the few words and instructions of that great immortal."

Hua Qingyu told Feng Qingan a secret unknown to ordinary cultivators, but after she finished speaking, she realized that she had said too much and quickly added,
"Just listen to me and don't tell anyone else. Otherwise, you might be hunted down by the old ice sticks in the Ice Emperor Palace. Their ancestors have always claimed that they are disciples of the Ice Emperor."

"Tsk, you are so shameless!"

Feng Qingan couldn't help but marvel at this. He didn't even know the other person's name, but just got some casual instructions and dared to call himself a disciple. However,

"How long has this Ice Palace been passed down?"

"I don't remember this, but it's been at least ten thousand years, but not as long as our Xingxiu Dao. I saw these in the Ten Thousand Sects Secret Records, so you must not tell anyone."

Hua Qingyu reminded again with concern.

"know."

Feng Qing'an knew what was going on, and at the same time he was amazed at the magical powers of that ancient powerful man. Just by walking on the ice field and giving a few instructions, he created a holy place for cultivation that has been passed down for thousands of years and is still immortal.

Judging from the fact that the founders of the Ice Emperor Palace fabricated stories for the powerful man and gave him the title of Ice Emperor, they didn't even know the name of the powerful man, let alone the true inheritance. They were just forcing themselves to attach themselves to him.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, have you ever heard of the Floating Life Realm..."

"No need to ask, he doesn't even know the Xingxiu Dao or the Eastern Canglong Dao Palace, let alone your sect, he has never heard of it."

After having a quiet conversation with Feng Qing'an and making sure that he did not mind the angry words he had just said, Hua Qingyu suddenly jumped out again. He could see at a glance what these guys were planning.

Just like Jin Wuying of Xu Wutian, these guys also tried to snatch away her future founding disciple. This was absolutely intolerable and she had to strike back hard.

"I know what you're thinking, but if you want to argue with me, first ask my fist if it agrees!"

The girl at this moment was glowing all over. Even without the blessing of the eternal starry sky scroll, she was like a female war god descended from ancient times, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty and holiness.

"Hua Zhen Chuan, what do you mean? Fellow Daoist Feng wants to cultivate again, does that mean he must join your Xingxiu Dao? The inheritances held by our sects are no worse than your Xingxiu Dao, it's just..."

"My Xingxiu Dao has seventeen Daluo Dharma Seals. If Feng Qingan cannot choose a Dharma that suits him, then your sect's Daluo inheritance is definitely not suitable for him."

At this moment, the anthocyanin is like a lioness protecting her cubs, or like a ginger cat guarding its territory from invasion, with its teeth and claws bared.

"How many?"

Feng Qingan was stunned when he heard this. If he remembered correctly, there were only two Daluo inheritances in Xuwutian.

"Seventeen!"

Seeing Feng Qing'an's surprised expression, Hua Qingyu proudly puffed out her chest. They, the Xingxiu Dao, dare not say much else, but all kinds of inheritance are like the stars in the sky and the countless grains of sand in the Ganges. No matter what kind of cultivator it is, he will definitely be able to find a method that suits him from them.

"Feng Qing'an, in our Xingxiu Dao, you can even worship the mountain with your eyes closed, and we will definitely be able to choose one that satisfies you."

"How many Daluo inheritances does your sect have?"

Feng Qingan couldn't help but ask several geniuses.

"It's called Sansheng Township, so of course there are only three."

Tao Baibai, who looked like a child, felt a little embarrassed. In other places, he could hold his head high and introduce his sect with great pride. But here there was a true disciple of the Xingxiu Dao, so he felt a little shy.

"Two ways!"

Xin Fu, the true disciple of the Floating Life Realm, coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Five ways."

A cold and calm voice sounded, Feng Qingan looked in the direction of the voice, and it turned out to be the true disciple of the Ice Palace, Su Qingying.

"..."

I had just secretly complained about the founder of the sect, but I didn't expect that among the many sects, this sect that forcibly attached itself to the powerful and borrowed his name was the best. However, the so-called good is also relative. In fact, compared with the Xingxiu Dao, but judging from the number of inheritances, the four major holy places of cultivation combined cannot compare with the Xingxiu Dao.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, although our sect has few Daluo inheritances, there may be one that suits you best. And although there are many Xingxiu Dao inheritances, even if there is a suitable one, it may not be the most suitable one."

"How dare you talk nonsense here and deceive my disciples? Are you looking for a fight?"

After seeing the true teachings of the Floating Life Realm, he was still not giving up and tried to abduct the founding disciple she had already reserved. Hua Qingyu clenched her fists, her blood surged, and a golden mist rose up, separating into upper and lower parts. Above she could see the sky full of stars, and below she could see the boundless ocean. Between the waves hitting the sky, the stars swayed, and there was a hint of falling into the sea.

"I have no plans to disperse my power at the moment, so let's discuss this matter later. Let's talk about your business first!"

Seeing that he was actually like a femme fatale, just because he showed a little bit of his talent and expressed his current intention to disperse his power, these Taoist geniuses, who originally had a quite harmonious atmosphere, started fighting.

To be honest, this tastes really good!
"Business!"

When Feng Qing'an mentioned this, these geniuses remembered that they were currently planning to seize the treasure house of a ghost fairy from the underworld. Before Feng Qing'an arrived, they had already made plans for the worst - alerting the ghost fairy and then being hunted down.

Think about failure before thinking about victory!

Although these Taoist geniuses are all arrogant, they are not stupid. When it comes to planning big things, they are not naive enough to think that they can cross two major realms and deal with a ghost immortal from the underworld who can be compared to a Taoist human immortal.

"We can't delay this any longer. If those two guys from Taixuan Sect and Wanhuahai get ahead of me and win the first place and get half of the key, how can I, the future disciple of Xingxiu Dao, have any glory?"

Hua Qingyu, who was originally gnashing his teeth and sucking blood, preparing to strike out with a heavy punch, suddenly thought of something, his expression tensed, and he hurriedly urged.

Feng Qing'an only then understood that there were more geniuses who had infiltrated the Netherworld than just these few. There were also two other groups. Due to sect or personal reasons, they formed small groups and competed with each other in secret.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what you said earlier, that the Lord of Youhuang is preparing to practice in seclusion these days and no longer care about the affairs of the outside world, was that a joke?"

Feng Qing'an, who had already established his position, was reminded of what he had said when he just came in by this group of geniuses. Xin Fu, the true disciple of the Floating Life Realm, immediately asked.

"Of course it's not a joke, there's absolutely no falsehood."

Feng Qing'an's face became solemn, his tone was sonorous and powerful, and his words were decisive, showing that he was full of confidence.

Several geniuses, including Hua Qingyu, all looked at each other. Even the naive and romantic Xingxiu Dao Zhenchuan could sense that something was wrong and couldn't help but question it.
"Feng Qing'an, it's not that I don't believe you, but I want to know how you confirmed it?"

Hua Qingyu, who just wanted to attack with a heavy punch, was now glowing all over, and every inch of her body was blooming with fairy light. When she asked seriously at this moment, even Feng Qingan felt a kind of pressure.

Hua Qingyu couldn't afford to be careless. Even if she was careless, she knew that they were facing a ghost immortal and couldn't afford to be careless.

If they are not careful, these geniuses who hope to embark on the path of immortality may fail here. Even if their master will avenge them, that is a matter for the future and has nothing to do with them.

What is your relationship with the Lord of Youhuang?
This was what Hua Qingyu wanted to ask the most at this moment, but she held back. After all, it sounded more like an interrogation.

How to confirm?
Hearing the doubts from Xingxiu Dao Zhenchuan, Feng Qingan suppressed the urge to laugh. How else could he confirm it?

Of course he would use his body. He was a young man whose blood and energy were comparable to those of a great demon, but he had become like this now. Couldn't he even appease the Lord of Youhuang for a while?
[The Third Soul Contract: Donghuang]

[Race: Innate Yin Spirit]

[Attributes: Yin, Immortal, Heaven, Spirit]

[Potential level: Domination·Medium]

[Combat Power Level: Emperor·Medium]

Fellow Daoist Feng glanced at Donghuang's information. The potential of this king has broken through the shackles and rushed into a new realm. It has also increased by leaps and bounds, which once again refreshed Feng Qingan's cognition and became the highest potential he has seen so far.

Feng Qing'an himself was a little dazed by this rapid progress, but considering the essence that the Lord of Youhuang had squeezed out of him during those three days, and looking at his own body which had been hollowed out and hadn't recovered for a long time, it didn't seem surprising that there would be such a result.

If he does it again, perhaps he may not get such an effect. After all, that is his Yuan Yang. In this practice, it contains extremely special effects. There are some evil practitioners who specialize in taking Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang.

However, although Fellow Daoist Feng had been asked for things during the three days, it was not a one-sided effort. He also obtained the Yuan Yin of the Innate Yin Spirit. This was not the feedback of the dissipated origin absorbed by the Soul Contract, but the real innate origin.

But the gap between Feng Qing'an's realm and Donghuang's was too great. When they first came into contact and merged, he was almost frozen into a big ice ball. Even with the help of the power of the Fiery Sun Tree, it was still not easy for him.

Therefore, for the sake of his life, the Yuan Yin power that could have enabled him to make rapid progress was temporarily sealed up, to be slowly refined in the future. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, he should have been full of energy and strength, and his cultivation would have greatly increased.

He could not bear the gifts given to him by Donghuang, but Donghuang was able to accommodate all he gave. Now that his potential had increased dramatically, the king would naturally retreat to consolidate his power and strive for a new realm.

How could he possibly go alone to play hide-and-seek with a group of Taoist geniuses? Donghuang definitely doesn't have the leisure time for that now. Feng Qingan is fully confident.

"Where are you?"

Just as Feng Qing'an was thinking about how to find a suitable excuse to gain the trust of these Taoist geniuses, a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his consciousness, just like before.

But the moment he heard the voice, the young man couldn't help but shiver, his body trembled slightly, and a sense of fear suddenly grew in his heart.

run!
Run!

"what happened?"

Feng Qing'an calmed his mind and responded calmly.

"I found the Blazing Sun Flower. Don't you need it?"

"……unnecessary."

Feng Qing'an was silent for a moment, then decisively refused.

"Since you don't need it, come back."

The Lord of Youhuang Country urged, and through the soul contract, Feng Qingan could feel a deep desire and eagerness that was about to overflow.

"I have made friends with a group of human geniuses, and they are all inviting me to join their sect. What do you think I should choose?"

Feng Qing'an resisted in vain, trying to divert attention.

(End of this chapter)