The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World Chapter 16 – Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Black Mountain

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Black Mountain

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“What is the reason for killing a chicken today?”

Yin Shi, who had just arrived home, looked at her reckless son busying around the kitchen stove, her expression neither sad nor joyful. She asked him calmly, not for any other reason but to hear what sort of excuse this rascal could come up with for killing a chicken this time.

“Mother, you're back.”

Seeing Yin Shi, who was evidently forced to get used to his capricious behavior,

Feng Qing'an felt somewhat embarrassed, but he still offered an explanation,

“I didn't necessarily want to kill it. This chicken was suffering from heatstroke and I felt sorry for it. So I put it in the water to cool off, but after a while, I found the chicken suddenly losing its breath. I had no choice but to put it out of its misery one last time.”

“So that's what happened!”

Yin Shi nodded calmly.

Had this happened half a month ago, after hearing such nonsense, she would have certainly grabbed a stick to beat some sense into this rascal, let him be aware of the consequences of spouting gibberish.

But now, she was too tired, didn't feel like hitting him anymore, let him do whatever he wanted!

It was the old man who was right. Given their current situation, they were not lacking poultry. This was an opportunity for her son to bulk up his body.

“You aren't going to beat me?”

The considerably different Yin Shi than usual made Feng Qing'an feel a bit uncomfortable. He had been finding every possible way to practice the “Spirit Attraction Blood Refinement Skill”.

However, spiritual cultivation always has a price.

For instance, the chickens and ducks that had already reincarnated, as well as the buttocks that would swell up from time to time, but all of this was worth it.

“If I beat you, would you stop harming the chickens and ducks I raise?”

Yin Shi asked, quite exhausted.

“I want the truth!”

“No, I won't!”

For once, Feng Qingan did not lie. Even though there was some significant progress this time, it was far from sufficient. Only once the soul integration was complete, and the chickens and ducks he chose as targets are still hopping around, could be regarded as a success.

“Neither beating nor scolding fazes you, what can I do to you?”

Yin Shi sighed, shaking her head,

“Do as you please. Knowing how to cook is a good thing, you won't starve wherever you go!”

“That's it?!”

Feng Qing'an was quite unaccustomed. He had already prepared to turn around and run, even had a getaway plan. Not only one but also three hiding places had been prepared, but none of them were needed in the end.

“Ah!”

The grown-up child sighed heavily, expressing a feeling of loneliness, as if a master has perfected his skills, but there are no worthy opponents left in the world.

However, as soon as the aroma of chicken soup wafted over, Feng Qing'an broke his reverie and quickly got back to work. Nothing else is to be said, the soup-making skills he had picked up over the past few months had considerably improved.

After all, not a shred of meat left from the chickens and ducks he had 'misfortunate' were wasted. That's all meat, after all.

In the following days, there was a lot more peace. Yin Shi no longer had to worry about his son, who would slay chickens and ducks every alternate day. The people of Shili Fengjiagang also would not be able to see it anymore.

Not because Feng Qing'an, who had always declared that he wanted to become a master official, had mended his ways, but because his mother had let it go.

It's not just the villagers who found less amusement, even Feng Qing'an himself felt a bit bored. Nonetheless, regardless of the boredom, he still had to hide the process of slaughtering chickens and ducks from his parents, he couldn't let them see it.

Because to outsiders, he would merely hold a chicken or a duck, narrowly close his eyes, and after a while, the chicken or the duck in his hand would suddenly burst open or merely die, soundless.

No matter how you look at it, the scene was eerily peculiar. There were always odds of him being labeled as a wicked sorcerer, he didn't want to be taken to the officials' and beaten with the plank. That certainly wasn't comparable to his mother's broom stick.

Time silently elapsed, and before they knew it, it was already the middle of summer.

The sun was brutally harsh, and the summer heat was rising. Sitting in his house to avoid the heat, Feng Qing'an was looking at a big rooster leisurely walking around in his room, a look of joy on his face.

This was an exceptionally handsome multi-colored rooster, with a fiery red comb, bright and shiny feathers on its wings. The feathers on its neck and back were bright yellow. It had a towering indigo-colored tail without a single off-color feather, the five colors were bright and made the rooster look gorgeous and majestic.

“Come here!”

Feng Qing'an waved to the rooster. About two weeks ago, he had successfully allowed a number of chickens and ducks to survive under his claws. However, even then, he did not recklessly perform the spell on Xiao Hei Zi, instead he patiently observed the chickens and ducks that had successfully absorbed spiritual Qi under his assistance.

And this rooster before him had undergone the greatest change and was also the most conspicuous. This plumage was too eye-catching.

“Cluck cluck! ”

The rooster clucked incessantly, paying no attention to Feng Qing'an's gesture.

“Don't you understand? It seems that the intelligence hasn't improved noticeably!”

Feng Qing'an didn't think that a spirit with a certain level of intelligence would refuse a second rebirth after enjoying the benefits of transformation once. It seemed that the apparent manifestation of this chicken absorbing spiritual Qi was the plumage and its size.

“Black Mountain! Drive this chicken out!”

Seeing that the rooster he'd chosen as his observation subject didn't display any astonishing performance, Feng Qing'an casually gave an order.

As soon as he finished speaking, a puppy with fur of black and gray gradient rushed out from beside his foot, barking fiercely at the rooster.

Startled by a puppy barely two months old, the rooster, who was strutting around like it was patrolling its territory, immediately flapped its wings in panic and quickly ran for a few steps before it took off and escaped from Feng Qing'an's room to the courtyard.

“Good job, Black Mountain!”

Feng Qing'an called out the name he had given this puppy. This was the name he had given to the puppy after successfully performing Soul Integration on poultry with great proficiency.

Always calling it Xiao Hei Zi (Little Black) , wasn't appropriate. It was okay for him to call it now, but imagine if this little wolfdog was nurtured into a great demon or even a Demon King in the future. When it introduces itself to other demons and savs its name is Xiao Hei Zi, wouldn't other demons laugh their teeth off?

Therefore, after pondering for a quarter of an hour, Feng Qing'an named it Black based on its color, and Mountain as its first name.

No other implications, but based on his understanding of demons from storytelling, the physical strength of demons seems to be particularly strong, and those with robust bodies are respected. Feng Qing'an hopes that this little wolfdog he raised could have a tall and sturdy body like a mountain in the future.

“Woof!”

The puppy came trotting over, wagging its tail. Even without having undergone the “Spirit Attraction Blood Refinement Skill” once, it quickly realized that it was its name after Feng Qing'an had named it.

“I've prepared for so long, now I can finally perform Soul Integration and Blood Refinement on you!”

Feng Qing'an picked up the puppy. The weight of Black Mountain had doubled within two months, and even he found it a bit strenuous to lift him. Luckily, the little fellow was cooperative..

Chapter end