The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World - Chapter 36
Chapter 36: Chapter 36 Tolerate for now, the more you think about it, the angrier you get
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When it appeared in the wolves’ lair, its giant body, which measured more than ten feet in length, and its ferocious and terrifying tiger aura, sent out a tiger roar like a thunderclap that seemed to shake the very heavens, causing the lair to vibrate. This instantly scared many mountain wolves to the point they wet themselves on the spot.
This was an enemy it could not defeat!
Upon seeing this ferocious tiger, Black Mountain crystal clear realized this. And when Feng Qing’an saw this demon creature birthed by the mountain through Black Mountain’s eyes, he realized that he’d underestimated the capriciousness of the mountain and the treacherous creatures dwelling within it.
“Identify. ”
[Species: White Forehead Hanging-Eyed Tiger] [Nature: Demon, Beast]
[Potential Level: War General – Lower rank] [Combat Level: Spirit Awakening – Upper rank]
“Run!”
Feng Qing’an did not hesitate. He brought Black Mountain into the mountain to stimulate its potential by combat, not to let it fight and die at the hands of a demon creature it could not possibly defeat at the current stage. That would be suicidal and meaningless.
But where could it run to? The moment this White Forehead Hanging-Eyed Tiger left the deep mountains, it was targeting Black Mountain.
Roar!
The tiger’s roar exploded like thunder, and the stench of demon Qi hit them in the face. At this moment, nearly half of the many mountain wolves in the lair were trembling, crawling helplessly on the ground, pissing and defecating freely, paralyzed with fear.
The tiger swung its enormous, fan-like paw and directly struck one of the mountain wolves that had the courage to pounce at it. Its tail, which was as hard as a steel whip, lashed out and flung a wild wolf attempting to sneak attack from the rear.
The tiger was ferocious, but it could not deter all the wolves. The creatures that lived in the mountains were intrinsically fierce. When the time came for a deadly fight, no beasts would back down. This was their lair.
“Black Mountain! ”
The White Forehead Hanging-Eyed Tiger was slaughtering the pack of wolves.
Black Mountain, who should have followed Feng Qing’an’s orders and fled, showed no intent to avoid the situation. Instead, it howled, commanding the pack and leading them in the charge against the tiger.
“Damn!”
Through the Soul Contract, Feng Qing’an could naturally understand Black
Mountain’s sentiment at the moment — it was feeling frustrated and resentful.
Black Mountain was indeed his domestic dog raised in the courtyard during the day, but at night, it was the king of the wolves in the mountains.
Black Mountain didn’t clearly understand what made a qualified wolf king. All it knew was that it could not turn and run, it could not abandon the wolves who, at this moment, were fearlessly holding off the approaching White Forehead Hanging-Eyed Tiger.
In this moment, Black Mountain had cast all else from its mind, including its own life. All it could see in its eyes was the tiger brutally slaughtering the wolves — those wolves who had once cowered before it, baring their bellies in submission, were now one by one falling in pools of blood under the tiger’s massacre.
So, amidst the night wind, Black Mountain charged at the White Forehead Hanging-Eyed Tiger, regardless of life and death. Then, the wolves that could still stand under the pressure of the tiger’s might followed closely, all charging together towards the raging tiger.
But this was a meaningless resistance. The moment they had contact, Black Mountain transformed into a shadow, was flung away, shedding countless droplets of blood mid-air, before smashing into a piece of rock hillside.
And the pack of wolves that charged with Black Mountain were also easily slaughtered. The tiger casually swung its paws and flicking its whip-like tail, a light swing easily resulting in a wolf falling, breathing more, exhaling less.
The strong smell of blood hung heavy in the air over the wolf lair. As one after another mountain wolf fell into pools of blood, Black Mountain, who was slapped away by the tiger, struggled to stand. Feng Qing’an, who could physically sense his pet’s pain through his connection, gave a reluctant order.
“Black Mountain, its target is you, let these wolves retreat. Run home, draw this beast away from the wolf lair!”
Black Mountain, who was thinking about charging once more upon hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, had a moment of clarity. It hesitated, it was not devoid of the ability to make independent judgments.
“Don’t worry, have you forgotten the specter you saw the other day? Plus, we have the Righteous Qi at home. If this beast dares to come after us, it will die!” Feng Qing’an said, sensing the worry within Black Mountain.
If this creature really chased after Black Mountain, running into the divine soldier seen the other night would immediately spell its doom. Even if it were lucky not to encounter the soldier, the Righteous Qi, which even the specters had to evade, would be enough to suppress and kill this demon creature.
Howl-
After hearing what Feng Qing’an had to say, Black Mountain no longer hesitated. He howled to the sky, and the wolf pack which was intrepid and fearless paused when they heard the sound of their king’s voice. Then under the command of the wolf king, they slowly retreated.
The tiger, with its bloodstained monstrous face, immediately revealed its ferocious fangs. As far as the tiger was concerned, this was just the prelude to the subjugation of the wolf pack and specifically the little wolf demon before it.
Roar-
But what the tiger didn’t expect was that the wolf king, whose mouth was dripping with blood, did not submit to him. Instead, it let out a savage growl tinged with flecks of blood and then turned to run.
The tiger, having seen this, paused briefly and then burst into a rage. It launched its huge body, brawny as a bull, towards Black Mountain with unbelievable speed, quickly pursuing.
As for the rest of the wolf pack that remained after its slaughter, it didn’t care about them at all. To the tiger, these beings didn’t even deserve to be its food.
Roar-
The tiger roared throughout the forest, causing all the beasts to flee. Even the birds fell from their perches between the tree branches, landing in the dry leaves and branches. They died of fright from this roar.
However, the roar did not cause Black Mountain, the prey that the tiger intended to chase, to stop. He ran away relentlessly. Being extremely familiar with the terrain, Black Mountain rushed without hesitation into the farmland beneath the mountain.
The tiger chased after Black Mountain, its speed inevitably slowed by the terrain. It roared furiously. Just as it was gearing up to make a move, a divine, yellowish light suddenly shot up from the ground, slamming into the monstrous beast.
“Wicked beast, this is the territory of the human race, and it won’t tolerate your tyrannical behaviour!”
The land deity, less than four feet tall and wielding a cane, may have a small stature but his eyes carried an air of supreme arrogance, as if he was looking down at nothing more than a large bug.
“Back off!”
Roar-
The tiger monster, thrown off balance by the divine light, glared at the land deity in front of him, letting out a threatening roar. Its eyes were filled with rage and confusion.
Why was it the only one restrained? Why not restrain that little wolf monster as well? They were both demons, so why was there discrimination?
“Wicked beast, are you seeking death?”
The land deity severely admonished. Although there was a huge difference in their sizes, the aura that each of them emitted was quite the opposite.
Roar-
The tiger monster slowly retreated into the forest. Given the prosperity of the human race, now was not the time for a monster like it to make trouble.
“Humph!”
The land deity watched as the tiger monster retreated to the forest, letting out a disdainful snort.
When the tiger’s dazzling figure disappeared into the bushes, he looked down at the bloodstains on the ground. Turning around to look at the village shrouded in the tranquillity of the night, his contempt and arrogance turned into complications and helplessness.
“Sigh! ”
The land deity let out a sigh and then, with a whirling of the divine light, disappeared into the ground.
At this moment, in the Feng family courtyard, Feng Qing’an pushed open the door to his room and walked into the yard. He looked down at Black Mountain lying in the middle of the yard, his belly faintly rising and falling. The powerful scent of blood pervaded the air and all the chickens and ducks in the yard fell silent.
Feng Qing’an seemed calm at the moment, but under the moonlight, his little face was twitching ever so slightly. Primordial fury was suppressed in his heart.
His pet dog that he had raised from a pup had been wounded to such an extent. It was lying there half-dead.
What could he do?
Should he back off and let the world take its course?
