The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 615 - 0: Assassins Should Have Dreams Too

Long Fei chatted while painting a rosy future for the Black and White Fiends, fully adhering to the idea of despising the enemy strategically, but taking them seriously tactically.

That said, he still had a sufficient understanding of the enemy’s strength.

The medicinal herbs tumbled in the water, their essence fully extracted and continuously condensing together.

Half an hour later, the final stream of vapor emitted a piercing buzz from the exhaust vent.

Long Fei timely withdrew the flame and opened the lid of the cauldron.

This batch took longer than usual; a quantity sufficient for one or two pills would only take a quarter of an hour to complete.

But this batch yielded over thirty pills, which was the maximum amount Long Fei could refine at present.

With a wave of his hand, the pills in the cauldron flew into his palm, and he carefully bottled them one by one.

The Black and White Fiends gaped, having not expected Long Fei to truly be able to perform alchemy, and to produce so many pills in a single batch at that.

Just from the fragrance of the medicine, it was clear these pills were no ordinary products.

Keeping two aside, Long Fei tossed one to each of the pair and said indifferently, "The Second-Grade Pill, unrivaled in the world as mentioned by you two, looks like this, right?"

The two took the pills, exchanged glances, and shivered as they scrutinized them closely.

The fine patterns, the crisscrossed shape of the pills, the black Mysterious Light on their surface—none of it was counterfeit.

"It really is a Second-Grade Pill!"

"He actually managed to refine it?"

Their worldviews were somewhat shaken, feeling as ignorant as frogs at the bottom of a well.

They reached out to hand the pills back to Long Fei, saying, "You really are powerful, we acknowledge that."

More surprises awaited them, however, as Long Fei didn’t accept them back. Instead, he calmly commanded, "I didn’t ask for flattery. These two are Detoxification Pills, capable of neutralizing any bizarre poison known to the world. Take them and see if they can remove the poison from your bodies."

"For us?"

"You’re serious?"

The Black and White Fiends were utterly stunned, unsure of what to feel about him.

Such a Second-Grade Pill is so rare that only a handful in the world could craft them.

If word got out, countless people would go to great lengths—even risking their lives—for such a pill.

And this man was giving it to them so casually.

Long Fei said with a smile, "Have you been scheming against each other at the Hell Sect for so long that you’ve become cynical? If I say the pills are for you, then they’re for you. You were once enemies, and of course, I was ruthless. But now, I see you as friends. So, these two pills are not a big deal to me."

For some reason, the pair felt a sudden twinge in their hearts.

Hearing the word ’friends,’ they suddenly felt much closer to Long Fei.

They had never imagined that this man, who held their lives in the palm of his hand, would treat them as friends.

They didn’t hesitate, removing the Corpse Brain Pill that had plagued them for many years.

Now that they finally had this opportunity, they weren’t about to pretend to be brave.

The pills, once ingested, didn’t taste bitter. Dissolving immediately upon swallowing, they turned into a sweet liquid that flowed into their stomachs.

The pair closed their eyes and began to circulate the Essential Qi in their depleted Dantians.

Soon, they felt the meridians in their bodies revive, their pores grew hot, and it felt like something was being continuously expelled from their bodies.

In just a dozen breaths, they felt a sensation of lightness all over.

Upon opening their eyes, they found their skin coated with a layer of grime.

The Detoxification Pills could not only remove toxins but also regulate the meridians and purify the blood in the body.

They tried to circulate their Essential Qi, which swirled around the Baihui Acupoint on top of their heads for a while.

There was no longer the reaction from when he was poisoned, and his head didn’t hurt at all.

It must be known that when poisoned with Corpse Brain Pill in the past,

his head would burst with excruciating pain whenever Essential Qi gathered there.

"The poison is cured!"

"Senior brother, the poison has really been cured!"

The two looked at each other, eyes brimming with tears of joy.

Long Fei’s lips curled into a smile, it seemed the Detoxification Pill formula Gongsun Sheng left for him was quite effective.

If it hadn’t worked, he had been ready to refine his ancestral pill formulas, only lacking a few herbs which he would need to search for everywhere.

The Black and White Fiends exchanged glances, seemingly making a resolute decision.

Ignoring the weakness of their bodies, they rolled off the sofa and nearly crawled at Long Fei’s feet, speaking with sincere faces, "Great master, you treated us as friends and we have nothing with which to repay you. From now on, we will serve you as our leader, in life and death unseparated. Should we betray you, let us be punished by heaven and earth!"

Cultivators are not the same as ordinary people; they cannot take a poisonous oath lightly.

Once an oath is made, the Heavenly Dao senses it.

Should there be a betrayal, it would truly come to pass.

Their gratitude was sincere, for they had been tormented by the Corpse Brain Pill like dogs over the years.

Because of that thing, they had done many things that went against their conscience.

Secondly, they saw a glimpse of the future in Long Fei.

Although he was young, he was already capable of refining Second-Grade Pills and his abilities in the Dao were beyond ordinary people.

It was clear that his prospects were boundless.

If they were to bet on such a person, their lives might truly have a different encounter.

Long Fei extended a hand to help the two of them up, feeling not particularly overjoyed in his heart, everything was as he expected, wasn’t it?

According to the scientific explanation, this reaction is called Stockholm syndrome.

Treat them harshly all the time, and give them a little nicety, they would be immensely grateful to you.

This is the art of controlling people.

Provide them with immediate benefits, paint them a picture of the future.

In doing so, there is no need for poison, they will still follow you desperately.

He brewed a cup of tea and poured one for each of them. After taking a sip, he said indifferently, "Do you know why the Hell Sect’s heart is not aligned, and why the people above have to rely on poison to control you?"

The two replied, "It’s because we were all abducted as children, and every assassin had to go through devilish slaughter to be trained. We lost our humanity long ago. Therefore, there is constant backstabbing and mistrust within, and naturally no loyalty to the Hell Sect."

"Exactly, within the Hell Sect, aside from my senior brother, I have never trusted anyone. Without the poison, this organization of assassins would have fallen apart long ago," one said.

Long Fei shook his head and set down his teacup, "That’s only part of it, you haven’t gotten to the root of the issue."

"Please enlighten us!"

The two looked at Long Fei with respect, full of interest.

Long Fei said, "The reason is because you lack ideals and only kill for profits. As cultivators, instead of pursuing the grand Dao, you engage in desperate battles in this world. You should know how vast the world is, how extensive the Three Realms are, the Earth is but a grain in the Cang Hai sea. Even if you became the leaders of Earth, what would it mean? You’d still be merely relatively powerful ants among the masses. Hence, for the Hell Sect to be reborn from the ashes, it must change fundamentally. If we were to take control of the Hell Sect in the future, we must make the grand Dao our duty and pursue higher-level objectives. That may include longevity, becoming immortal, and even surpassing the Three Realms."

The two of them were stunned, such thoughts had been unimaginable to them in the past!

Breaking through to the Enlightenment Realm was already insurmountably difficult, let alone vainly dreaming of becoming immortal.

They could tell, Long Fei was not joking in the least.

His eyes were resolute, as if it were all meant to be, speaking of it as naturally as if discussing the weather, his entire bearing radiated confidence.

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