The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1302: Cultivation Level Exposed

Long Fei secretly sent a message to let Chu Feng and the others rest assured, saying that he could also enter normally.

He never told them about his lowered cultivation level.

Chu Feng and the others exchanged glances. They guessed that he might seal his Primordial Spirit again and anxiously tried to persuade him in secret, "Brother Long, Ghost Emperor City is dangerous. Sealing your Primordial Spirit and relying solely on your physical body might not work."

"Boss, we can go in ourselves. You don’t need to worry about us."

"That’s right, we can take care of ourselves."

"..."

They all tried to persuade him, with Ji Wanyu and Lin Shanshan going as far as saying they wouldn’t go in anymore.

Long Fei had already decided not to let the two of them enter. The more people inside, the harder it would be to take care of them.

Although there were ancient opportunities in Ghost Emperor City, the place was heavily shrouded in malicious energy, making it unsuitable for girls.

He instructed the two to stay outside with Liu Jiangnan, Yu Ping, Jiu Ge, Bald Dog, and Ground Rat Demon King.

This time, the only woman he brought was Wang Xiaoya.

Wang Xiaoya had Chaos Green Lotus for protection, and most people wouldn’t be able to harm her.

On the sacrificial altar, Jiang Buyi called out loudly, "The time has come, you may enter now."

A commotion broke out below, but nobody dared to take the lead for quite a while.

Numerous elders exchanged puzzled looks, thinking the disciples would rush in headfirst; who knew it would end in such an awkward silence.

One disciple cried out, "This Ghost Emperor City is eerie and sinister. It’s said that only a few of those who go in manage to rise to prominence. We’re living quite well as it is; there’s no need for us to risk it."

"Exactly. Even if we survive the deadly risks and obtain the opportunities, they will ultimately fall into the hands of the clan elders. There’s no way they’ll truly belong to us."

"I’m not going. I’ll just watch the entertainment from here."

"Whoever wants to go, go ahead. Such dangerous things are for fools to attempt."

"..."

The crowd retreated one by one, adopting a firm stance of refusal, almost driving the old elders behind them mad with anger.

Jiang Buyi glanced at the disciples of Chang’an Academy with exasperation as he shouted, "Chang’an Academy disciples, take the lead!"

The disciples of Chang’an Academy retreated even further than before, moving an extra hundred meters back.

"You lot are the worst batch of disciples I’ve ever had!"

The elder berated them hopelessly, his beard trembling as he said, "Cultivators defy the heavens and seize fate; why fear death? Without the spirit to forge ahead, you might as well return home to marry and raise children. Great Xia will fall sooner or later with people like you!"

The disciples muttered under their breath, "We’d love to go home and raise kids, but the old folks won’t let us!"

"This old man has lost his mind, he dares to say Great Xia will fall—isn’t that treason?"

"We’ll report him to our fathers, have them file an accusation, and wipe that smirk off his face."

"I’m absolutely not going. So many young geniuses have already lost their lives stupidly; why should we repeat their mistakes?"

"Only three days remain; what’s there to retrieve at this point?"

"..."

They continued to back away, leaving the space for those who wished to step forward.

Long Fei and his group, initially standing farther back, unexpectedly found themselves at the forefront.

He calmly held Wang Xiaoya’s hand and led Chu Feng, Wang Jie, and Murong Chong forward.

Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu were growing anxious behind them, wanting to follow and face the hardships alongside Long Fei.

Jiang Buyi’s face finally showed a trace of satisfaction, but he reached out to stop Long Fei, saying, "Long Fei, they may pass, but you cannot. Your cultivation is at the Soul Ascension Stage, and the world of Ghost Emperor City cannot accommodate that. Even if you sealed your Primordial Spirit, I will not permit you to enter."

The crowd below looked at Long Fei with excitement, thinking smugly to themselves: Now you’re regretting breaking through so recklessly, aren’t you?

Long Fei merely smiled calmly and said, "Senior, I am at the Nascent Soul Realm."

This statement caused an uproar in all directions: "He’s lying."

"Definitely lying. I saw him break through."

"How could he possibly be at the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"Senior, don’t let him fool you."

"..."

Jiang Buyi raised his brow and asked, "Are you joking about this?"

Long Fei answered evenly, "Whether it’s a joke or not, Senior may use the Soul Mirror to confirm."

Jiang Buyi, seeing his confident demeanor and wanting to give the crowd an explanation, called for someone to bring the Soul Mirror over.

Two disciples carried it together, casting a beam of golden light onto Long Fei.

The Nascent Soul in Long Fei’s Divine Sea was clearly displayed in the mirror, lying like an infant upon a Chaos Green Lotus within his Divine Sea.

Jiang Buyi exclaimed in shock, "How can this be?"

Indeed, the infant in the mirror had not shed its embryonic sac, its seven apertures remained unopened, and it had just formed as a Nascent Soul—clearly an early-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation.

Chu Feng and the others were stunned, originally believing Heavenly Sound Workshop had healed Long Fei’s Great Dao Injury.

Unexpectedly, it had instead lowered his cultivation by an entire layer.

The genius talents in the audience were thoroughly stirred up; an early-stage Nascent Soul was distinctly inferior to them by two levels.

All of them were at the Nascent Soul Realm Peak.

They hadn’t dared to make a move before because they feared Long Fei’s cultivation strength.

Now that he had voluntarily lowered his cultivation, it was as if he was asking to be killed.

Jiang Buyi patted Long Fei’s shoulder, advising him to be careful.

He stepped aside, letting Long Fei’s group pass through the Domain Gate.

The talented disciples from various factions eagerly followed, and half of them were already scheming to settle scores with Long Fei inside.

Countless Great Xia Country cultivators, though aware of the dangers inside, still had three to four thousand people choosing to venture within.

After all, the nature of opportunities was unpredictable—if luck favored them, they could rise to immense heights.

A golden figure descended from the sky, walking through the crowd with arrogance and standing at the forefront.

A mighty dragon aura emanated from him as he shouted, "I, the Third Prince of the South Sea, swear to slay Long Fei once inside."

Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu sneered at him, muttering how they hadn’t seen him so bold before Long Fei’s cultivation was tested.

Now that Long Fei’s cultivation was revealed as early-stage Nascent Soul, these opportunists emerged instantly.

Someone shouted, "Who is this Third Prince of the South Sea?"

"Never heard of him!"

"..."

A voice laughed from the crowd, "Why, he’s an esteemed guest of this prince!"

It was Ji Haotian, waving his paper fan as he introduced, "The Third Prince of the South Sea is the third son of the Island Master, Azure Dragon Demon King, of Fangzhang Island. He was invited here as my honored guest. Previously, he had been staying at my residence, which is why you haven’t met him yet. Now that he’s stepped forward, he’s bound to kill Long Fei, that Demon Chief."

The Third Prince passed by the Soul Mirror, his Nascent Soul reflected on its surface, astonishing everyone.

He, too, was at the Nascent Soul Realm Peak, boasting the added advantage of the Dragon Clan’s formidable physique, making him even stronger than most humans. freewёbnoνel.com

A group wearing black clothes stepped forward, led by a cold-eyed youth who shouted, "We of the Corpse Clan also vow to tear Long Fei, that Demon Chief, to pieces."

They brazenly declared their intentions, seeking to make a name for themselves.

Long Fei had oppressed them deeply before; most talented individuals had feared his Soul Ascension cultivation and dared not voice their grievances.

Now that his cultivation was revealed to be at the early-stage Nascent Soul, they were thrilled beyond measure.

"Cowards!"

"Opportunistic vultures!"

Ji Wanyu and Lin Shanshan muttered these words, thinking they’d seen the last of the Corpse Clan, only for another member to emerge.

This Corpse Clan youth had come specifically to avenge his kin.

He was a direct descendant of the imperial family of Netherworld Star, one of the Ying Family’s Four Young Masters, Ying Wuque.

The other two Corpse Clan geniuses, Ying Zhen and Ying Jiutian, were merely from side branches, with even weaker bloodlines.

Among the Extraterritorial Cultivators, talents from the Heavenly God Clan, Demon King Star, and Aurelius were now also eyeing Long Fei, joining Ying Wuque in entering the Domain Gate and planning their ambush.

The elders from various clans outside cheered excitedly, "This Demon Chief Long Fei is certainly doomed this time."

"He’s digging his own grave, seeking his own death—don’t blame us for taking advantage of his plight."

"He offended far too many people; now let’s see him meet his end!"

"Let’s drink and wait for good news. I’m sure it won’t take long."

"..."

A group of old men gathered, whipping out fine wines and starting a barbeque by the fire, all eager for the news of Long Fei’s demise to avenge their past grievances.

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