Dandy Pill God
Chapter 522: Fight Fire With Fire!

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: Fight Fire With Fire!

"Who are you!"

When the office door was suddenly burst open, both Tianxuan Daoist and Tang Zhengming were startled.

However, when they turned their heads to see that the person who had appeared was just an unfamiliar young man, their expressions immediately darkened.

Tang Zhengming was even more furious, pointing directly at Zhu Fei and cursing loudly, "Fuck! Are you seeking death, kid? Daring to ruin your grandpa’s plan, you must be tired of living!"

"The one seeking death is you!"

A cold gleam flashed in Zhu Fei’s eyes, and without further ado, he grabbed Tang Zhengming’s pointing finger and violently twisted it backward!

With a "crack," Tang Zhengming’s finger was instantly bent back against his own hand.

"Ah! You...you...!"

Tang Zhengming instantly broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. Clutching his broken finger, he looked at Zhu Fei in disbelief.

He really hadn’t anticipated that this young man who had just entered would have the audacity not only to lay hands on Tang Zhengming but also to break his finger.

In an instant, Tang Zhengming’s gaze towards Zhu Fei turned venomously cold.

"What are you two waiting for? Don’t stand there, get him! Cripple him! Even if you kill him, it doesn’t matter; I’ll take care of everything for you afterward!"

Tang Zhengming yelled at the two bodyguards, and upon hearing his command, exchanged a glance before quickly rushing towards Zhu Fei!

One threw a punch and the other kicked out, targeting Zhu Fei’s vulnerable parts, acting particularly viciously.

Zhu Fei, however, seemed to not even see their attacks, and continued to narrow his eyes, slowly walking towards the only Foundation Establishment Cultivator present, Tianxuan Daoist.

With two "thud" sounds, the bodyguards’ attacks landed on Zhu Fei.

They immediately felt as though their strikes were hitting steel with a thousand layers, completely ineffective.

Not only that, but as they were internally shocked, a force several times stronger than their own rebounded into their bodies.

Instantly, the two bodyguards trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and then they were flung into the air like rag dolls, crashing heavily against the office wall, completely deprived of their ability to move.

"Exactly who are you!"

Seeing this scene, Tianxuan Daoist’s pupils instinctively contracted, and he reprimanded with an extremely sharp tone.

"Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is, as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, you dare to casually use Spiritual Power in the secular world. Are you aware of your crime!"

When Zhu Fei uttered the last sentence, his tone and demeanor were like that of a judge, filled with supreme authority, which instinctively caused a sense of irresistible fallacy to rise in Tianxuan Daoist’s heart.

But this feeling was quickly dismissed by him, followed by a loud "haha" laugh.

After the laugh, his expression abruptly turned cold, and he said in a chilling tone,

"Kid, who do you think you are to talk to me like this? As a Cultivator, I can do whatever I please in the secular world. You think you can control me? Get down on the ground!"

As he spoke, a black swirl flickered in Tianxuan Daoist’s eyes, intent on controlling Zhu Fei just as he had previously controlled Shen Yuyan.

By now, he had finally realized that the man before him, Zhu Fei, was no ordinary person, and judging by his appearance, his strength seemed rather impressive.

Therefore, he immediately employed his most adept technique, the Soul-Bewitching Art, hoping to gain the upper hand.

However, what truly horrified him was that his usually infallible Soul-Bewitching Art... had no effect whatsoever against Zhu Fei!

Not only did it have no effect, but it seemed as if his body had been controlled by the other party instead, rendering him completely immobile for the time being!

"Since you like using the Soul-Bewitching Art to control others so much, today you might as well taste what it’s like to be controlled by someone else," Zhu Fei’s lips curled into a chilling smile.

As Zhu Fei finished speaking, the Tianxuan Daoist was even more terrified to discover that his hand, beyond his control, had drawn a Soft Sword from his body and then plunged it viciously into his own flesh!

With a "puchi" sound, the Tianxuan Daoist’s abdomen suddenly bore a blood hole as large as a fist.

Yet that was not the end of it; after pulling the Soft Sword out from his belly, he then ferociously slashed towards his Dantian!

"No! Don’t!" the Tianxuan Daoist finally screamed out in utter terror.

You should know that what he was experiencing now was nothing like when he bewitched others, where he had no consciousness.

On the contrary, his mind was crystal clear at this moment. He could see and feel everything that was happening to him.

And yet, it was precisely this feeling that filled the Tianxuan Daoist with even more dread.

"Hmph! I already said earlier that Cultivators should not casually use Spiritual Power in the secular world. Since you refuse to admit your mistake, you can’t blame me for being ruthless!"

"No! That’s not it! I had absolutely no knowledge of this! You... What proof do you have that there’s such a rule among Cultivators? You can’t do this to me!"

"Proof? Heh." Zhu Fei leaned close to the Tianxuan Daoist’s ear and said coldly with narrowed eyes, "I just decided on this rule. What’s the matter? Do you have an objection?"

After speaking, Zhu Fei no longer paid any attention to the Tianxuan Daoist’s pleas and struggles, nor did he care about Tang Zhengming, who stood aside with a pale face and a frightened look. Instead, he went directly to Shen Yuyan, who was still lost in confusion.

Looking at Shen Yuyan’s familiar and beautiful face, Zhu Fei couldn’t help but extend his hand and gently stroked her hair.

With Zhu Fei’s touch, Shen Yuyan’s somewhat bewildered eyes instantly regained their clarity.

"Sister Shen, I’m sorry for making you wait for so long."

As soon as Shen Yuyan’s consciousness returned to normal, a familiar appellation suddenly reached her ears, causing her heart to tremble slightly.

The next moment, when she looked up and saw that familiar face that she had been longing for day and night, Shen Yuyan’s expression involuntarily froze for a moment.

"Zhu... Zhu Fei, is that you? Am I dreaming?"

Almost instinctively, with tears welling up in her eyes, Shen Yuyan’s hand did not hesitate to reach for Zhu Fei’s face.

"Sister Shen, you’re not dreaming. It’s really me; I have returned."

At that moment, Zhu Fei’s heart also felt a surge of emotion, and he reached out to embrace Shen Yuyan’s delicate body.

Feeling the familiar arms, the familiar breath, and the familiar voice, Shen Yuyan could no longer restrain her emotions and wrapped her arms around Zhu Fei as well.

But the tears couldn’t be held back and slipped from her eyes, dampening Zhu Fei’s neck.

"Sob... Zhu Fei, it’s really you! You’ve finally come back! Waiting for you has been so hard, you heartless man, great liar! I... I..."