The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 689 - 0: Merely Ants

Long Fei looked at Niu Dao and smiled, without any hesitation, he waved his hand and took out a porcelain bottle and tossed it to him.

After all, he was the leader of a sect, although it had fallen to the point of having only one person. But just that much face was worth this bottle of pills.

Niu Dao opened it, and even though he was of a steady disposition, he wasn’t like Hu Benyang and the other one.

But upon seeing the Third-Tier Pill, he couldn’t help but be moved.

To the surprise of Long Fei and the others, he took out a pill, and without thinking, threw it into the mouth of the black bear, letting the bear swallow it in one gulp.

His Imperial Spirit Sect relied on battling with Spiritual Beasts.

In his eyes, Spiritual Beasts were dearer to him than a wife.

A Third-Tier Pill, even worth a hefty price, was still worth it for the black bear to consume.

After accepting the pills, he clasped his fist towards Long Fei and said heartily, "Brother Long is so generous, I shall definitely help with this favor."

"Much appreciated!"

Long Fei clasped his fist, and immediately, the team had one more person.

The disciples from various families on the mountain watched with envy, thinking that the Third-Tier Pills were obtained a bit too easily.

Without even starting the fight, Long Fei was already giving away a bottle and wasn’t afraid that these people were here to swindle pills.

Some speculated that Long Fei had deliberately arranged for someone to put on a show in front of everyone.

They imagined it wasn’t really about giving out pills. In fact, it was just a trick of tossing an empty bottle, trying to lure them into the battle.

Everyone felt there was sense to this speculation, and they couldn’t fall into Long Fei’s trap.

The outcome of the great battle was still unknown, and if they helped Long Fei now, it could accidentally lead to an Extermination Gate disaster.

Especially since Yan Wuji hadn’t returned from breaking through in the Secret Realm.

If he came back, he would be the top figure of the younger generation, the number one person in the Core Formation Stage.

By then, with the Yan Family’s command respected by all, who would dare to disobey?

Some tempted young descendants of major families, upon considering this, couldn’t help but hold themselves back.

On the contrary, those from the Heterodox Path, with no such concerns, were stirred.

Seeing that Hu Benyang and the other two had successfully obtained the pills, they started to have crooked thoughts.

One of them, not old in age, clad in a black robe that made him look sinister like a specter, called out from below abruptly, "Hold on, youngster, I’m coming too!"

From the summit of the hundred-meter mountain, he stepped down, as if gliding through the air, and landed steadily on the ground.

However, he was enveloped in black mist, chilling to the bone even in broad daylight.

He floated above the ground with hands clasped behind his back, deliberately flaunting his skills as he drifted in front of Long Fei, posing with an air of superiority and said sinisterly to Long Fei, "Youngster, I am the son of the Yin Ghost Sect Leader, Wang Bufan. Hand over the pills, and I will lend you a helping hand."

The people on the mountain exclaimed, "The Yin Ghost Sect dares to show their face?"

"The Cultivation World’s number one disgraceful sect, didn’t they recently steal from multiple banks?"

"Exactly them, evil and crooked ways are indeed in league with each other."

"Long Fei the thief, if you dare to cooperate with such a sect, then you are the enemy of the entire Cultivation World!"

"They will surely cooperate, the Yin Ghost Sect still has some strength. I heard their Mysterious Yin Great Formation is full of profound mysteries, once unleashed, it’s like hell descending, with thousands of ghosts howling, devoured human souls and Divine Spirits dodge. Such people, how could Long Fei resist the temptation?"

"That’s right, they’re all cut from the same cloth. Our Cultivation World should really unite and exterminate them, to cleanse the filth of the Cultivation World."

A group with grudges against Long Fei couldn’t help but curse, which of course, reached the ears of Long Fei and Chu Feng.

They had not expected the Yin Ghost Sect’s reputation in the rivers and lakes to be so bad that it almost incited public outrage.

This Wang Bufan, although young, kept calling himself ’old man’ and ’senior’, which really annoyed people some.

Long Fei asked him, "Do you know Wang Sen?"

"That’s my uncle!"

Wang Bufan stated directly.

Long Fei said, "Then that’s a coincidence, some time ago I fought with him and he managed to escape. If you see him, please tell him that his life is mine, and I will come to claim it anytime."

Wang Bufan said coldly, "Youngster, what do you mean? Do you dare to belittle our Yin Ghost Sect?"

Long Fei chuckled lightly, "You think too highly of yourselves. I have never taken your Yin Ghost Sect seriously, so how can there be talk of belittlement?"

Chu Feng and the others burst into laughter, making Wang Bufan’s face turn red with anger as he glared at Long Fei, his eyes practically shooting fire.

He waved his hand and unfurled a long, black banner, shouting at Long Fei, "No wonder my uncle said that in North Yangtze there’s someone brazen enough to meddle in the affairs of the Yin Ghost Sect. So it’s you, the junior. Today, if I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t understand how the name Wang Bufan came to be!"

Wang Bufan, inherently extraordinary.

At least, that’s what he believed.

The Yin Ghost Sect dominated South Yangtze, and over the years, their reputation had flourished to the point where no one could trouble them.

But today, here, he faced a setback, and Wang Bufan couldn’t swallow his pride.

He formed a hand seal, and the black banner behind him stirred.

Suddenly, amidst the swirling black fog, a three-meter-tall giant Netherworld Soldier clad in armor appeared, wielding dual axes and standing before Long Fei and his companions.

Tang Shisan raised an eyebrow; this technique of the Yin Ghost Sect for gathering yin, did bear some resemblance to that of his Tang Sect.

This heterodox technique seemed to be nothing extraordinary.

Wang Bufan coldly shouted at Long Fei, "If you kneel before me and call me ’grandfather’ thrice, I might just spare your lives!"

"Master Wang, what an impressive display. You nearly scared us to death!"

Chu Feng teased from the side.

Long Fei shook his head with a smile, took off the Bodhi Seed from around his neck, and asked Wang Bufan, "How many years have you refined this Yin General?"

Wang Bufan proudly replied, "My ancestors began its refinement. It’s been over a hundred years now. What, are you scared?"

Long Fei smiled faintly, "I am scared, scared that you’ll be heartbroken later!"

Wang Bufan cursed sharply, "You sure have a tough mouth, but I’d like to see if your abilities match it!"

With a swift motion, he waved the banner, and the Yin General let out a mournful roar, swinging the giant axes and charging at Long Fei.

The chilly wind howled, exerting an oppressive force.

The surrounding youths all sensed it and exclaimed in surprise, "What great power this Yin General has!"

"The heterodox path does indeed hide dragons and crouching tigers!"

"The Yin Ghost Sect can disturb the peace of the South Yangtze Cultivation Realm; they do have their unique qualities!"

"This young Long is in danger!"

The crowd was excited, not expecting to witness such action so early on.

If Long Fei couldn’t even get past Wang Bufan, then he might as well head back early to avoid embarrassing himself at the Yan Family Ancestral Grounds.

Long Fei stood still, his face curling into a faint smile.

He formed a hand seal, and with a "hum," a Monk Dharma Laksana with a Sixteen-foot Golden Body materialized above his head.

Ma Dazhi inhaled sharply from a hilltop, his eyes ablaze with fury.

It was this Monk Dharma Laksana that had swallowed his family’s ancestral Dragon Soul last time.

The Yin General released by Wang Bufan had no place even to carry shoes in front of the Dragon Soul, let alone confront this monk.

"This child is too arrogant!"

Ma Dazhi had already foreseen Wang Bufan’s fate.

As expected, with a simple point in the air, the sixteen-foot monk did just that.

With merely one finger thrust towards the Yin General, there was a piercing screech.

The Yin General let out a strange cry and shattered into pieces mid-air with a "bang," dissipating into a mist of blue smoke.

A mighty backlash swept through the area, suddenly whipping up a cold and fierce wind.

Wang Bufan was caught in the overwhelming force, his black long banner tearing into shreds, as he himself was sent flying backward.

His essence blood churned, and with a retch, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face full of astonishment as he stared at Long Fei.

The surrounding youths all gasped, incredulous that Long Fei could be so powerful.

With just one move, he had dispersed a Yin General that had been condensed for over a century?

Wang Bufan’s face flushed with unwillingness as he asked, "Are you a disciple of the Buddhist cultivation?" ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Long Fei ignored him, rehung the Bodhi Bead around his neck, and led Chu Feng and the group towards the Yan Family premises.

Mere ants, how dare they block the path.

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