The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 621 - 0: Acting Sect Hierarch

Long Fei organized the things Mu Qingzhu had said in his mind.

He still had some questions and asked him, "Old Man Mu, just now I heard you talking with Hemao Dekang about the Hell Sect. What’s the deal with this sect?"

Chu Feng had told him a bit, but Old Man Mu was someone who knew the inside story and should understand more than Chu Feng.

He took a deep breath and said, "The Yin Yang Sect has a Sect Hierarch, a Saint Heir and a Saintess, Left and Right Protectors, five Great Elders, and the Eight Great Doors. The Eight Gates are the Rest Gate, the Life Gate, the Block Gate, the View Gate, the Death Gate, and the Shock Gate. The Hell Sect is a branch of the Death Sect, specializing in assassination affairs. When the Yin Yang Sect split, this gate followed the Right Protector. Our branch is with the Left Protector. They have always wanted to snatch the Sect Leader’s Token to open the treasure. Over the years, they have constantly been seeking us. From ancient times to the present, there have been more than a thousand battles. Our branch has kept declining, until now only I am left."

Long Fei felt awkward for a moment, thinking how truly miserable this old gentleman’s situation was.

At least the Right Protector still had the support of the Hell Sect, which has been flourishing recently.

What he said was similar to the information Chu Feng had investigated.

As for other matters, Long Fei and the Black and White Fiends had already cleared them up.

The last question now was whether to take on the role of Sect Hierarch of the Yin Yang Sect.

He was someone who would stand above all sects, and if he took on the title of Sect Hierarch, it might be too restrictive.

But if he didn’t, this congregation would still represent an indispensable and powerful force.

Mu Qingzhu asked again, "Master Long, don’t hesitate any longer. With your youth and such a cultivation level, you’re definitely a heaven-sent prodigy. It’s destiny for you to become the Sect Hierarch. Don’t forget, the treasures of the First Emperor belong to our Yin Yang Sect. If you become the Sect Hierarch, you’ll have the legitimate right of inheritance."

Long Fei coughed dryly, thinking whether it was legitimate or not, that was for the government to decide.

After so many years, who knows if the law would still recognize it?

After much thought, he tentatively agreed, "How about this, Old Man Mu. I’ll act as the interim Sect Hierarch for now, and when a suitable candidate is found later, I’ll pass on the title to them. What do you think about that?"

Mu Qingzhu let out a sigh of relief, immediately knelt down, and cupped his hands together, "I will follow the Sect Hierarch’s commands in all things!"

He didn’t care about an interim position or an official one; for now, he had latched onto Long Fei as the Sect Hierarch come hell or high water.

Long Fei formally accepted the Sect Leader’s Token and the Yin Yang Sword, which was indeed a fine item.

Though it appeared to be a single blade, when wielded, there were two swords.

One Yin and one Yang, complementing each other perfectly, it was indeed a rare famous sword.

He thought for a moment, took out the Yunzhong Sword, and handed it to Mu Qingzhu, "Old Man Mu, I now appoint you as the Left Protector of the Yin Yang Sect. I entrust this sword to you for use. In the future, when there’s a better one, I’ll replace it for you!"

Mu Qingzhu accepted the order with gravity; after all, he would listen to whatever he said.

Long Fei passed the Yin Yang Sword to Lin Yingying and casually handed over Hemao Dekang’s Qiankun Pouch to her as well.

Mu Qingzhu watched wide-eyed but said nothing more.

The Yin Yang Sword had traditionally been wielded only by the Sect Hierarch, but now as the Sect Hierarch, Long Fei could give it to whomever he wished!

Lin Yingying cried out excitedly, having set her sights on this sword long ago.

Mainly because the sword looked good, unlike other bulky swords, it was only two inches wide and a little over a meter long.

One side of the sword was completely black, while the other shone silver.

The hilt was wrapped in snake skin, carved with the pattern of the sun, moon, and stars. It resembled the style of a Tang sword, looking very exquisite.

In Long Fei’s Storage Ring were some crocodile hides he had retrieved from Devil Island last time, originally intended to make handbags for Lin Yingying and the others.

Now, it seemed more fitting to fashion a scabbard out of it.

There wasn’t much of great value in Hemao Dekang’s Qiankun Bag.

Apart from some herbs, there were some ancient texts.

Of course, the old guy had saved quite a lot of US dollars over the years; inside were two chests, roughly estimated to be about ten million.

Long Fei loaded everything into his Storage Ring, leaving Lin Yingying with nothing but an empty bag.

"Keep some US Dollars; we’ll need them once we get to America."

He gave Mu Qingzhu a huge surprise by sharing his plan to deal with Hell Sect with him.

Mu Qingzhu had never expected that Long Fei would have any dealings with the Hell Sect.

This must be fate—the position of Sect Hierarch was simply meant for Long Fei.

After hearing Long Fei’s words, he frowned and asked, "Do you really trust the Twin Fiends of Yin and Yang that much? They are all deathsworn, usually devoid of humanity."

Mu Qingzhu was well aware of how the Yin Yang Sect trained their deathsworn—from childhood, they would be kept on an island and forced to kill each other, with only the victors being spared.

Such deathsworn were typically cold-hearted and no longer ordinary people.

Long Fei smiled faintly, "They have betrayed the Hell Sect, and now they only have one path to cooperate with us. Otherwise, they would be traitors to the Hell Sect, doomed to be fugitives forever. I believe they will make the right choice."

Mu Qingzhu nodded, saying no more.

Long Fei asked him, "The Hell Sect has Ten Yama Kings; what are their cultivation levels like?"

Mu Qingzhu replied, "Ten years ago, they were all in the mid-phase of Enlightenment Realm. Over the years, I believe they must have broken through."

"Then it’s going to be difficult!"

Long Fei knitted his brows; he was now at the mid-phase of Enlightenment Realm himself, which was not yet overwhelming against them.

Curiously, he asked, "What about the sect’s leader’s cultivation level?"

Mu Qingzhu shook his head, "I don’t know; I have never met him. Logically, he should be above the Ten Yama Kings."

Long Fei rubbed his head; to be safe, he needed to find an opportunity to break through before heading there.

And that opportunity was none other than Gui Xu Country.

According to Elder Li, it was an ancient gene pool left by the forefathers.

It stored blood from various demonic beasts; if he could get some for blood fusion and body tempering,

it would not only strengthen his body, but he might even skip the Core Formation Stage.

Now that Old Man Mu was helping him, he had a partner and no longer needed to worry about Lin Yingying’s safety.

With that thought in mind, Long Fei’s gaze brightened a bit more.

That evening, after Lin Shanshan returned with the Bald Dog,

Long Fei went downstairs, chased the Bald Dog out of his room, summoned a gust of wind element force to flush out the smell, and then invited Old Man Mu to rest there from now on.

With his Qi Replenishing Pills, Old Man Mu’s health would recover in a month.

Then together, they would go to America.

Bald Dog looked forlorn, rolling around and making a scene upstairs, thinking to himself that even as a bodyguard who protected your woman every day, this is how you treat me. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Long Fei tossed a Pill at him; when he swallowed it, his grievance disappeared instantly.

He got up and wagged his tail at Long Fei repeatedly.

Even he despised himself a little for being such a forgetful dog, so easily swayed by him.

Downstairs at Lin’s Group, the Japanese restaurant had a "Temporarily Closed" sign hanging on the door.

Hemao Zhengxiong and a few others who had escaped sought refuge there.

The restaurant’s owner, Sister Hong, and Yamada Kyomi were all there, their tense expressions making the atmosphere inside rather stifling.

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