Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

204: Chapter 204 I put you on the door, and this is how you look after it?Inside the Hall of Longevity of the Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven.

Before Gu Yan, the haotian mirror’s brilliance flowed, showing the figure of a bald monk standing atop a mountain peak.

He watched for a moment and shook his head.

It wasn’t that he was dissatisfied with the monk, but rather he had some complaints about the demon Dragon Ao Cang, who was guarding the Nanming No. 73 Mortal Realm.

I told him to guard the door, yet someone passed right by him without him noticing at all.

If the visitor hadn’t come without malice, this Mortal Realm might have had its secrets exposed without anyone knowing.

However, Gu Yan also knew that Ao Cang couldn’t be blamed.

That demon Dragon was only at the Tribulation Crossing Peak, while this monk was a Buddhist Arhat from the Immortal Realm, equivalent to the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

With such a gap in strength, it was only normal that he couldn’t sense him.

Furthermore, Gu Yan had noticed the moment the monk stepped into this realm.

He just wanted to see what this person intended to do, so he had never shown himself.

After observing for these few days, he found that the monk was merely traveling around and asking questions, without any improper actions.

Gu Yan thought back to the web novels he had read in his past life, where nine out of ten bald monks were compassionate on the surface but... behind the scenes...

But this one before him didn’t look like that sort of person.

In that case, he couldn’t be bothered to interfere.

As long as he didn’t cause trouble, he could wander as much as he liked.

Of course, if this monk really dared to cause trouble in this realm, then he couldn’t be blamed for being merciless.

At that time, he would suppress him directly and then let Fang Yuan, the good body of his External Incarnation, compete with those Buddhas to see whose attainment in the Dao was higher.

Although the vast amount of Karma brought to him by this Mortal Realm was no longer of much use to his current cultivation, having some was better than nothing.

Moreover, such a utopia where the world is in harmony and everyone is like a Dragon was created by Fang Yuan with countless efforts.

How could he allow others to come and pluck the fruits?

How did that non-mainstream saying go?

If you break my wings, I will destroy your heaven.

Gu Yan withdrew his thoughts, and with a stir of his mind, a Divine Thought crossed the endless Void Realm, entering the Nanming No. 73 Mortal Realm and falling into the ears of the demon Dragon Ao Cang, who was fast asleep in a deep pool.

”I told you to guard this Mortal Realm, and yet here you are, sleeping in?”

The voice was flat, but it exploded like a thunderclap in Ao Cang’s mind.

Ao Cang woke up with a start, his dragon eyes wide open, instinctively wanting to lose his temper.

Who had the audacity to disturb his peaceful slumber?

But the voice that followed immediately allowed him to identify the speaker.

Ao Cang’s whole body stiffened, his dragon form visibly wilting as he lay prostrate at the bottom of the pool, not daring to breathe loudly.

In truth, he really wanted to argue back.

The Spiritual Qi in this Mortal Realm was so thin that moving his massive dragon body even once would consume a lot of Spiritual Qi.

If he didn’t stay still or sleep, what else could he do?

Furthermore, his Divine Sense had been monitoring all the major cities and strategic locations in this world, and nothing major had happened.

Ao Cang opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn’t dare to say a single word.

Explaining was talking back, and talking back was asking for punishment.

By honestly admitting his mistake, he might receive a lighter sentence.

Gu Yan didn’t say anything more.

He simply raised his hand and waved; a beam of light shot out from the haotian mirror, piercing through the Void Realm, pulling the demon Dragon Ao Cang from the deep pool and throwing him back to the Azure Wave Sect in the Eastern Continent of the Spirit Realm.

Staying in this Mortal Realm was truly a waste of the already scarce Spiritual Qi.

With this level of gatekeeping, he’s not even as useful as a dog.

At least a dog could bark a couple of times.

Gu Yan then sent a message with his Divine Soul, telling Youhun: ”That dragon, teach him a good lesson for me.”

Having received the order, Youhun glanced at Ao Cang, who was still disoriented after being dropped on the back mountain of the Azure Wave Sect, and cast a Mystical Art to Seal his cultivation.

Then, he called Ice Phoenix Bing Chen and Snow Abyss over.

”This dragon is yours now. Entertain him well.”

Ice Phoenix Bing Chen and Snow Abyss looked at each other, their eyes lighting up in unison.

”Entertain?”

The two small beasts immediately pounced on him.

With his cultivation Sealed, Ao Cang had nothing but a powerful Physical Body, yet he was ridden on the head by a chubby Ice Phoenix.

He was also held by the dragon horns by a Nine-Tailed Snow Fox using its tails, pulled left and right, looking extremely pathetic.

He wanted to get angry, but this was the territory of that mysterious powerhouse, Youhun, so he didn’t dare.

So, the phoenix and the fox climbed up and down his body, plucking scales and pulling whiskers, having a great time.

Ao Cang was in miserable pain.

But Ice Phoenix Bing Chen and Snow Abyss had never been this happy.

Every day they had good food and drink, and now they had something to play with.

This was the life of an immortal.

While entertaining Ao Cang with its claws, Ice Phoenix Bing Chen lamented secretly in its heart.

If it had known that being a spiritual pet for the Human Race was this comfortable, it should have become one sooner.

Back then in the Northern Plains, it had to skip meals and stay on guard against attacks from various Human Race factions, living in constant fear.

Now, it had no worries about food or clothing, and even had a playmate.

Thinking of this, Ice Phoenix Bing Chen instinctively felt its own condition.

Its current cultivation had gradually recovered to the Early Stage of Undergoing Tribulation.

That peeking heaven mark that had entangled it for many years, although still occupying its body, would no longer torment it, cause its cultivation to decline, or drawing down heavenly thunder to strike it at every turn.

All these changes only happened after it acknowledged its master.