The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 502 - 0504: Testing the Waters

Chapter 502: Chapter 0504: Testing the Waters

"Elder Hei, what should we do?" One of them saw their brothers falling victim to the poison hand, filled with indignation.

With their superior numbers and the presence of Elder Hei, he boldly suggested: "Elder, we have the advantage in numbers, even if there is an Ancient Martial Artist inside, they can’t overcome us all. Why don’t we all rush in and catch them off guard?"

Elder Hei slightly shook his head, pondered for a moment before he spoke: "Direct confrontation is not our style. Alright, have everyone fall back ten meters."

The man did not understand what Elder Hei intended, but his words were command, and they had no choice but to comply.

After retreating ten meters as instructed, everyone’s gaze naturally turned to Elder Hei, waiting for his next move.

Elder Hei slowly closed his eyes, stood at the center of the courtyard’s entrance, his arms spread as he began to gather his energy. Soon, a small sphere of black energy formed in his palms, which gradually grew larger, eventually forming two massive spheres.

Inside the courtyard at that time, Shen Congwen noticed the sudden darkening of the skies, enveloped by a black fog. He furrowed his brow and asked, "Elder Jian, what’s going on?"

Jian Chunqiu stood leisurely in the middle of the courtyard, his hands behind his back, his gaze cold as he glanced at the corpses on the ground. Such weaklings were not worth his effort; he hadn’t even used half his power, and they were already dead.

Is the Black Witch Sect truly as formidable as the rumors claim?

Jian Chunqiu was skeptical.

"It seems the Black Witch Sect indeed has some skilled individuals." Witnessing the black fog gradually covering the courtyard, turning the sky darker by the moment, he sneered internally, trivial tricks.

Shen Congwen, not understanding, only felt a sinister air spreading around him and hid fearfully behind Jian Chunqiu, looking around.

Having witnessed the Martial Arts of Ancient Martial Artists before, and the battle on Snow Mountain Peak between Chu Ge and Tang Batian, he knew their power. But now, seeing the sky darken further with a thick black fog roiling overhead, it resembled the eve of a tempest.

Jian Chunqiu glanced at him, "Mr. Shen, you’d better go inside. No matter what happens, do not come out."

Upon hearing this, Shen Congwen nodded, but his concern was palpable as his anxious gaze lingered on Jian Chunqiu, "And you?"

"You don’t trust me?"

Jian Chunqiu’s glance clearly conveyed that such minor tactics were beneath his concern.

Shen Congwen gave an awkward smile, waved his hand, "No, that’s not what I mean, I’ll go inside then."

The moment Shen Congwen ducked inside, the black fog suddenly became more turbulent. Shen Congwen cautiously peered outside from the window, dumbstruck by the sight before him.

He watched as insects rained down from the sky; the black bugs quickly covered the courtyard. For someone like him who had a phobia of clusters, this sight was stomach-churning, nearly making him vomit.

The black flying insects, as if receiving a signal, swarmed toward Jian Chunqiu.

Jian Chunqiu’s expression remained unchanged as he stood there, slightly gathering his energy, he then slowly levitated, standing mid-air.

With one hand behind him and a mere flick of his other hand, a Sword Qi

Jian Chunqiu, standing suspended in mid-air, swung his hand and released a wave of Sword Qi, bisecting the insects mid-body.

The insects kept falling in greater numbers, and swinging his arms around was not a solution. Jian Chunqiu glanced around, then squinted his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint shooting from their depths.

He centered his body as the focal point, slowly raising his hands. A burst of white light instantly enveloped him, spreading outwards continuously.

Wherever the white light reached, corpses of insects littered the ground. Those still falling from the sky began to detour around the area, for the light was too powerful—any that came too close were pulverized into smoke, killed instantly.

Yamamoto Buki, perched in the tree, clutched his long sword, his hands trembling with barely contained eagerness.

"Brother, while he’s gathering his focus, should we strike?" This was the perfect opportunity to deal with Jian Chunqiu.

"Wait a bit longer," Brother Yamamoto said, frowning slightly.

"Brother!" Yamamoto Buki really didn’t want to wait any longer. He was eager to finish his business with him.

Unbeknownst to them, two people had already taken up a position behind them. Chu Ge and Huo Tianqian stood not far away, gazing at them with a ghostly gaze, lightly scoffing, "Wait a bit longer? Are you waiting for me?"

The sudden voice startled them.

Yamamoto Buki spun around quickly and dropped from the tree. Staring at Chu Ge, his shock was quickly replaced by disdain, "Heh, I can’t believe you’re still alive!"

Though he didn’t know what had happened to Chu Ge or where he had vanished to these past few days, in his mind, Chu Ge was a cripple who had lost his martial arts.

Remembering how Chu Ge had tricked them before, he was seething with bottled rage. Today, he had to vent it out, no matter what!

"Chu Ge, knowing full well you’ve lost your martial arts, you still come seeking death," said Yamamoto Buki, slowly drawing his long sword, readying himself.

He snorted lightly, "Today is the day you die!"

Just as Yamamoto Buki was about to charge forward, his shoulder suddenly weighed down—Brother Yamamoto held him back, saying, "Third! Do not act recklessly!"

Yamamoto Buki was going mad with impatience. Confused, he looked at Brother Yamamoto, "Brother, Chu Ge has no martial arts! Why not take this chance to eliminate him? Aren’t we on a mission? Kill him, then seize the secret manual!"

Brother Yamamoto squinted at Chu Ge and slowly shook his head, "He should have recovered his martial arts by now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Ge paused for a moment. Somewhat surprised, he looked at Brother Yamamoto. It seemed this man was quite capable to have deduced that he had regained his martial arts.

Yamamoto Buki didn’t believe it, scoffing, "Impossible! There’s no antidote for that poison! How could the poison in his body be cured?"

Brother Yamamoto shook his head somewhat helplessly. His younger brother had many virtues, but he was also impulsive and thoughtless.

Just now, they had been hiding in the trees using a Hidden Technique, yet he had pinpointed their location with accuracy.

Moreover, his arrival had gone unnoticed by all of them. If an ordinary person had approached, how could they have possibly not detected it?

Thus, from these two observations, Brother Yamamoto concluded that Chu Ge had indeed recovered his martial arts.

Although he did not know how Chu Ge had managed to recover or what had happened during these three days, as the strongest assassin from Japan, their creed knew not the meaning of retreat.

Brother Yamamoto told Yamamoto Buki to wait simply to gauge Chu Ge’s reaction first...