Chapter 251: The Escaped Innate Spiritual Root
Deep red soul power, almost ink-colored, gushed out from Feng Qing'an's palm and condensed into a soul ring with countless tiny, magnificent and complex structures above his palm.
"Don't struggle, don't resist."
The boy looked at the little black cat in front of him, who was still struggling and hesitating, and said seriously,
"If you have any thoughts of resistance, we won't be able to establish a soul pact. If it fails, I will be the one who suffers."
Meow~
The little black cat is still hesitating at this moment, because it suddenly realizes that it does not understand what the so-called soul covenant is. If it rashly agrees to it, what should it do if it cannot be cancelled later? Does it really have to follow the guy in front of it for the rest of its life?
But at this moment Feng Qingan didn't care what the little guy was thinking. What he just said was purely to fool the little cat.
What voluntary participation, what cooperation, those are things that need to be considered in the contract with creatures at a similar level to him. The little guy in front of him has been chopped by his eldest brother, so there is no need to go through so much trouble, just force him.
When he had just started to cultivate his soul power, even Black Mountain, who had just been contracted and had the qualifications to become a demon, needed to cultivate feelings with it, so that it would be willing and would not have any resistance to his every move.
He was still weak at that time, so he needed emotional support to reduce the difficulty of the contract. However, a powerful beastmaster must cultivate emotions with the beasts he controls?
The Mystical Beast Sect, the Lord of Heavenly Beasts, the King of Reverse Beasts, at each level, the secret arts that need to be mastered are "The Art of Controlling the Spirit", "The Art of Combining the Spirit", and "The Art of Fusion of the Spirit". The names of these secret arts have hinted at what kind of existence a qualified beastmaster is.
Of course, cultivating feelings with the beastmaster that he has contracted is still what the beastmaster needs to do. Having an emotional foundation can make the beastmaster cooperate voluntarily, and no matter what secret technique is used, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort.
But this is necessary, not essential. Feng Qingan contracted this little cat whose combat power was still at the level of Qi Ling. Even though it had a very special origin and had the potential to be comparable to Dong Huang, Qi Ling was Qi Ling.
Without the potential to be transformed into combat power, it is nothing. When Feng Qingan made up his mind to make a contract with it, no matter how reluctant this little guy was and how hard he resisted, he could only be firmly shackled and left with Feng Qingan's unique soul imprint.
Buzz~
When the dark red soul light was shining, the result was already determined. When Feng Qing'an's palm pressed on the little guy's head, the contract was completed almost in an instant, and the two immediately established a connection.
It was crushing with ease. All resistance, struggle and hesitation were meaningless when the difference in strength between the two was too great. Feng Qing'an didn't even feel any significant obstruction. He entered the little black cat's body in an instant, leaving his mark. It was so smooth that even he was a little surprised.
But it's normal to think about it. After all, he has already completed the fourth level of training in the Beastmaster system and is now moving towards the Beast King level.
It would be unreasonable for a little fellow who could be contracted by a Beastmaster of the first realm to be able to struggle and resist in the face of him at this moment, and to make him fail.
After so many years of cultivating soul power, could it have all been cultivated into Heishan? This is naturally impossible.
Meow~
The little black cat, which had not yet made up its mind, had its big golden eyes with radiating pupils wide open. Even though it had already established a soul contract with Feng Qingan, it did not react because it happened too quickly.
"May I have your name?"
It was not until Feng Qing'an's voice sounded deep in its consciousness that the little guy was frightened and suddenly realized that there was something new in his soul, which firmly linked everything he had with another existence that it could not understand.
Meow~
The kitten was still trying to play dumb and get away with it, but it obviously hadn't figured out what had just happened. The sound it made at this moment was no longer an incomprehensible meow in Feng Qingan's ears.
"You're quite courageous!"
Feng Qing'an understood the meaning of the cry just now, narrowed his eyes slightly, and without distracting himself, he grabbed the little guy's neck and lifted it up from the ground.
"Do you still think I don't understand what you are yelling?"
Meow~
The little black cat widened its already big round eyes, looking well-behaved, cute, ignorant and adorable, and very innocent, but Feng Qingan reached out his other hand and hit it on the forehead without any hesitation.
"You still dare to yell?"
This guy knew that humans couldn't speak cat language, so, that cry that sounded sickly sweet and seemed like a coquettish cry, was actually swearing.
A pet, a slave, an attendant...that's about it, and so on.
"Little thing, your body may not be big, but your bones are not small."
Feng Qingan lifted it by the scruff of its neck and swung it in the air, making it look dizzy, and then continued to ask,
"What's your name? Tell me the truth. Don't play dumb in front of me. If you don't, I'll call you Xiaobai just like my big brother."
"Jun Yan!"
The clear and childish voice echoed in Feng Qingan's consciousness. Under his coercion and inducement, the little guy didn't dare to continue pretending to be stupid and honestly told him its name.
It couldn't stand being called Xiaobai all the time. It could do nothing but endure it when the terrifying human who wiped out the demon that was entangled with it along with called it that. But it couldn't let the guy in front of it call it that again.
"Jun Yan? Not a bad name."
Feng Qingan nodded with satisfaction.
"In that case, I'll call you Xiaobai from now on!"
[Eighth Soul Contract: Jun Yan]
[Race: Heavenly Demon White Tiger]
[Attributes: Heaven, Demon, God, Spirit, Beast]
[Potential Level: Emperor·Superior]
[Combat Power Level: Spiritual Awakening·Superior]
The contract with White Tiger Lord Yan had almost no effect on Feng Qingan. Given its strength, it was too weak to struggle or resist. This meant that after the contract was completed, Feng Qingan could hardly feel any feedback.
On the contrary, this little fellow took advantage of the contract with Feng Qing'an and climbed up a small level in strength. However, it was obviously based on a higher level before, so there was no joy on its face for this slight increase. Instead, it looked unhappy and particularly unhappy.
Meow~
My name is not Xiaobai!
My name is Jun Yan!
The little black cat struggled desperately in Feng Qing'an's hands. The hidden nails on its four pink and tender paws popped out, and it tried its best to hit Feng Qing'an a few times.
But Feng Qingan found the petite figure, which had no intimidation at all, and the ferocious posture, so cute that he couldn't help laughing.
Meow~
Hearing the laughter, the kitten struggled even harder, but for Feng Qingan, he could suppress the kitten with just one hand, even if it transformed into the white tiger form it had just taken.
"An, is this the path you are taking now?"
Feng Qingping, who had been standing by and quietly watching what Feng Qingan did, asked at this moment.
"Yes, brother, this is the path I am taking now."
Feng Qing'an, without any concealment in front of his elder brother, put down the cat in his hand and answered with a smile.
"good."
Feng Qingping nodded slightly. Although they were different from the Taoist practitioners and Buddhist Zen masters he had seen, they had their own mystery and contained the great Dao.
"Brother, I am going to leave Dajin and go somewhere else to practice for a while."
Feng Qing'an said that there was no need to make up false words in front of his elder brother.
"Well, is there any danger?"
The young man, who was tall and graceful like an evergreen pine, did not ask his younger brother where he was going. If his brother was willing, he would tell him without further ado.
"Of course there are dangers, but I can handle it. My life won't be in danger."
Feng Qing'an was full of confidence, although he couldn't say anything for sure, but since his elder brother had asked him so, he had to say it was okay even if he had to bite the bullet. What's more, the Netherworld was not very dangerous for him now, unless he was extremely unlucky and encountered some ancient relic.
"As long as you can handle it."
Hearing that Feng Qing'an would be in danger, the young man's brows frowned slightly, but soon relaxed. Cultivation is not always smooth sailing. There will naturally be difficulties and obstacles along the way, which will turn into disasters.
To live a peaceful life without disasters or illnesses is nothing more than an unrealistic wish of mortals. Even the high and mighty immortals have to go through thousands of disasters and calamities before they can achieve the true fruit, so that they can forge an immortal body.
"Are you here to say goodbye to me?"
"I'm going on a long journey, so I should at least tell my parents and you, my brother, about it."
Feng Qingan said with a smile.
"Come with me!"
The eldest brother, who had seemed very calm from beginning to end, suddenly turned his back and walked forward. Feng Qing'an heard his brother's instructions and subconsciously followed. But after he took a step, the world and mountains in front of him changed rapidly.
When everything has settled down, you can see the colorful fallen petals, the beautiful fragrant grass, the misty spiritual essence turning into substance, flying all over the sky, the faint fruity fragrance lingering around the nose, and then you can see a peach tree standing in front of you, like a coiled dragon, with cracked bark like dragon scales.
The trees are lush and green, with dense branches and leaves. Between the treetops that stand tall and straight like a canopy, you can see pink and tender peaches hanging on the branches, with a fragrant smell that makes you want to try some.
Meow~
When the little black cat clinging to Feng Qing'an's trouser leg saw the magical peach tree, it didn't bother to get angry with Feng Qing'an. After jumping off Feng Qing'an's body, it pounced on the peach tree like a tiger climbing a mountain.
Bang!
Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand and moved forward. The little fellow's figure in the air was immediately rolled up, flew backwards and fell into his palm again. With the current strength of this little fellow, he could control him at will without the help of other beasts.
Hmm~
Even Heishan, who came along with them, had saliva dripping from his mouth as he looked at the peach tree in front of him. However, this guy soon realized that his posture was extremely embarrassing. Not only was it embarrassing for himself, but it also embarrassed his master. He quickly turned his back to hide his ugly appearance.
"Identification!"
【Longevity Peach】
[An earth immortal spent his entire life cultivating a magical peach seed. Eating it can increase one's lifespan by sixty years. A maximum of ten peaches can be eaten, which will increase one's lifespan by five hundred years. Eating more will be useless.]
"Where are my spiritual roots?"
After seeing the benefits of the fruit produced by this fairy peach tree, Feng Qing'an immediately found the spirit of the cave and shouted .
"What spiritual root immortal seed?"
Stunned by Feng Qing'an's sudden question, the Cave Spirit asked back in bewilderment, but there was an inexplicable sense of guilt in its tone.
"Hmm, really? Where did you hide it for me?"
Feng Qingan had only asked casually. Because according to the information given in the appraisal results, it can be basically inferred that the spiritual peach tree in front of him was cultivated by the previous owner of this blessed land owned by his eldest brother before his death.
If earthly immortals can cultivate spiritual roots and immortal seeds with such effects after spending their entire lives, then during the time of the ancient demon great sage in Jiushou Cave Heaven, didn’t there have any spiritual roots or sacred trees?
Of course, that's what he thought, but Feng Qing'an was just thinking about it and didn't have any hope for the spirit of the cave. After all, it has been broken to this point, what good things could be left?
However, judging from the emotional changes of the spirit of the cave, it seems that he really has some extraordinary spiritual roots.
"Master, you are too late. There used to be an innate spiritual root in this cave, but after the cave lost its owner, it became increasingly dilapidated, and the spiritual root could not bear it and fled."
The spirit of the cave did not expect that its subconscious reaction would be noticed by the old man, so it had no choice but to tell a past event that it had not originally intended to reveal.
After all, it's all gone. Why bother this master by handing it over? It can't catch that escaped spiritual root.
"Escaped?"
Feng Qing'an was also stunned. He looked at the lush and tall fairy peach tree in front of him, and his mouth twitched.
"Can this thing grow legs and run away?"
"Of course, Master. You may not have seen it now, but you will definitely have the opportunity to meet it in the future. The top-level innate spiritual roots are as sacred as immortals. Some are extremely special and can even hunt gods and demons."
The spirit of the cave told Feng Qing'an a secret, but the seriousness and caution in its words made him silent.
A great beast that can hunt gods and demons can also be called an innate spiritual root? Who is eating whom?
"An, the fruits of this tree gather the spiritual essence of this place. You can pick some."
"Thank you, brother."
Feng Qing'an was too lazy to pay attention to the useless guy, the Cave Spirit. He would not have asked if he had known earlier. Now that he suddenly knew that an innate spiritual root had run away from the Cave Spirit that he controlled, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
This is not a mistake, that is an innate spiritual root!
Just look at the fairy peach tree in front of you and you will know that if you eat ten peaches in a row, you can increase your lifespan by 500 years. Even so, it is only a fairy seed, which is completely not on the same level as the innate spiritual roots, so there is no need to compare them.
"Can I pick some more?"
Feng Qingan thought of his parents, and then Dong Huang and Nan Ge.
"Pick as much as you can eat. I'll take care of the rest. You don't need to worry about it."
As if he saw through Feng Qing'an at a glance, Feng Qingping said in a calm tone.
