The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 589 - 0: Alliance Ceremony

This time, Wuu Xudong, the man with the iron mask, had come with the intent to make a name for himself in the martial world, to have others acknowledge him as their leader.

In the future, he wouldn’t have to rob with effort anymore.

All those present were like ATMs to him.

He was very pleased with the performance of these big brothers, as if he was watching a group of ants looking up at him, the giant.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist.

Out of nowhere, Ma Kui had thrust a long knife into his back.

The knife had a menacing aura, fashioned in the style of a Tang Sword.

Previously, Ma Kui had enshrined this knife in his home, using it to protect his dwelling. Bringing it out today to fight his enemy, the effect was beyond his expectation.

Ordinary knives could not penetrate his skin, but this one plunged an inch into him.

Ma Kui felt a surge of confidence, and bellowed furiously, "Bastard, you’re going to pay with your life for my brother!"

Putting all of his strength into his arms, he forced the man with the iron mask to retreat hastily, catching hold of the blade.

"Vermin, go to hell!"

With force in his grip, there was a loud snap as he broke the knife in half.

His right hand swung up, and he thrust the knife handle towards Ma Kui’s neck with his bare hands.

This move was executed with extreme speed, causing onlookers to dilate their pupils in shock and break out in cold sweat.

Blood spurted out, as Ma Kui’s neck was about to be impaled by the knife point.

But then came a scream from the man with the iron mask as his right arm was severed, the bone-piercing pain contorting his face.

A person stood in the center of the field, holding a longsword lightly in hand.

The sword was unstained with blood, and the iron mask’s wound appeared as smooth as a mirror.

He stared at the person in disbelief and shouted, "How could you be here?"

Who else could it be, but Long Fei.

He took out a medicine and had Sixth Master Tan apply it to Ma Kui’s wound immediately, while staring calmly at the man with the iron mask, "Young Master Wuu, everything must come to an end now."

Wuu Xudong’s face twisted with resentment, having thought he had grown strong enough, only to find himself so vulnerable in front of Long Fei.

He roared, "What end, why should it end? You’ve ruined my family, devastated my home. How can I end this if I don’t kill you all?"

His eyes shone with a red glint, and the two sharp fangs at the corners of his mouth were bared.

He unleashed all his power in a burst, leaping towards Long Fei.

His left fingernails grew an inch long, sharp as daggers, chilling to the soul.

Long Fei shook his head. His body stayed still, but his longsword whistled out, flashing a streak of light through the air, puncturing Wuu Xudong’s chest.

With a whine, the longsword arced in the air, returning to his hand.

Wuu Xudong hadn’t even touched Long Fei when his body collapsed to the ground with a thud, a bloody hole gaping in his chest.

The essential Qi rapidly drained from his body. He glared at Long Fei with unwilling eyes, then rolled to one side, thudding to the ground.

A silence fell over the crowd, even Ding Xue’s eyes were wide with disbelief.

She had thought this would be a fierce battle.

Yet when Long Fei made his move, he finished the fight with a single strike, as simply as if he were crushing an ant.

The police arrived swiftly and, under Ding Xue’s direction, sealed off the scene.

Photographs were taken of Wuu Xudong’s body, and along with another gang leader’s corpse, they were quickly carried away.

Ma Kui, holding an urn, wept bitterly, "Brothers, you can rest in peace now, big brother has avenged you!"

Life and death, parting and separation, are common affairs in the life of man.

Long Fei sighed, nodding to Sixth Master Tan and the Golden-eyed Leopard before departing with Ding Xue.

The identity of Wuu Xudong was quickly confirmed, and the case that stirred up bloodshed in Binhai City also came to an end.

Claiming that Wuu Xudong’s body required special handling to prevent further mutation, Long Fei persuaded Ding Xue to hand the corpse over to him.

In his possession for research and as a substantial gift to the Jiang Family, the body was indeed Wuu Xudong’s.

After all, being a guest elder, one should not join an alliance empty-handed.

On Shennong Island, gongs thundered, and horns blared long and loud.

Long Fei, Chu Feng, and Lin Yingying landed on the island, where twenty or thirty Jiang Family Disciples, led by Jiang Yunyi and Jiang Yunlan, personally welcomed the trio at the shore.

They already knew that Wuu Xudong had been dealt with by Long Fei.

Choosing an auspicious day, they immediately invited Long Fei and Chu Feng to form an alliance.

That day, many Cultivation Families were also invited to participate.

The Yan Family from the North Yangtze, the Ma Family, the Gongsun Family, the Yuan Family from Guanzhong, the Li Family, the Zhang Family from Dragon-Tiger Mountain of the South Yangtze, the Mao Family, the Qingcheng Xu Family, the Tang Sect of Shu Region all sent representatives to offer their congratulations.

The Shen Family was invited as well, with Shen Yan’er attending the grand event on their behalf.

The Jiang Family had declared that anyone willing to attend the alliance ceremony would be gifted with a pill.

In the Cultivation World, the pills of the Jiang Family were very famous.

"What a grand scene!"

Chu Feng’s eyes swept over the surrounding beauties, his heart surging, and he continuously nodded at them, sending flirtatious glances their way.

Long Fei, however, furrowed his brows, silently noting the Jiang Family’s cunning plan to tightly bind him and Chu Feng to them, wishing the whole world of Cultivators to know of the alliance.

Lin Yingying was even more excited, feeling as if she had stepped through time, with everything looking fresh and new to her.

Today, she specially wore a classic-style white dress, her long hair tied into a braid hanging behind her head.

Her noble visage and elegant postures drew the gazes of the surrounding young men wherever she went.

Atop the Jiang Family’s altar for heaven worship, a massive bronze incense burner, three meters long and one meter tall, was placed.

The visiting guests sat on one side, and the Jiang Family disciples on the other.

Jiang Zongcheng, the new Family Head of the Jiang Family, stood above, cupping his hands in a greeting to the crowd continuously, and when nearly all the guests had assembled, he waved his hand for silence.

At this moment, Jiang Zongcheng was filled with pride and brimming with vigor.

What was to become a laughingstock among Cultivator families, he had skillfully turned into an advantageous union.

He stretched out his hands to press down the excitement, then rejoiced to the crowd, "Today is the day our Jiang Family and the two newly appointed guest elders formally unite with the incense ritual. I thank all the Noble Families who have personally come to celebrate, and I, Jiang Zongcheng, on behalf of the entire Jiang Family, warmly welcome everyone. I believe that with the inclusion of two young talents, our Jiang Family will prosper even more and contribute even better to the Cultivation World. Without further ado, the alliance meeting will now commence. Please, the two new guest elders, ascend the altar."

With a wave of his hand, the sound of the horns immediately rose.

Escorted by two lines of beautiful female disciples from the Jiang Family, Long Fei and Chu Feng ascended the altar together.

Lin Yingying sat in the main seat among the guests, her face beaming with pride as she watched her man basking in glory.

Jiang Yunlan watched her smitten expression, muttering to herself in disdain, "Is this country bumpkin really worth such pride?"

Shen Yan’er’s expression was complex, surprised that Long Fei had climbed to such a lofty position in just a short period.

She sighed softly, thinking it was a pity that Long Fei was always revolving around women.

If he had joined the Dragon Group, he might have reached even greater heights.

In some days, the Disciples of the Dragon Group would enter the Secret Realm.

By the time they emerged, this man beneath her would be nothing more than an ant, no different from the common rabble.

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