The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1022: The Pigeon Occupies the Magpie’s Nest

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: The Pigeon Occupies the Magpie’s Nest

Under Li Gan’s leadership, Long Fei and Lin Shanshan, along with Chu Feng visited the Songshan Sect.

Apart from the buildings on the mountainside that were turned into dust by the shockwave of Long Fei’s and the Songshan Patriarch’s fight, everything else remained intact as before.

Li Gan, rubbed his palms together, excited all the way.

It felt as if a student, who had once been looked down upon by teachers and peers, could now strut around this place.

He suggested to Long Fei, "Master, leaving such a vast place idle is a waste; why not move our Yin Yang Sect here? Situated among the Five Sacred Mountains, its innate qualities are hardly inferior to those of Mount Tai."

Lin Shanshan also seemed to think along the same lines, "The environment here seems much better than our Yin Yang Sect."

Initially, when the Yin Yang Sect entered this world, they had merely chosen a random location at the entrance between the two realms for settlement.

Compared to a Daoist blessed land, that place indeed did not match up to Songshan.

Long Fei asked Chu Feng, "Ah Feng, what do you think?"

"Ah Long, you are the Sect Leader, I will follow your lead."

Chu Feng patted Long Fei’s shoulder and leaned on him.

"Can you two be serious for once?"

Lin Shanshan felt disgusted upon hearing this and got goosebumps all over.

Long Fei and Chu Feng both laughed; naturally, they agreed to the idea.

Songshan complemented Mystic Turtle Island, their strengths reflecting each other, and moreover, they dominated the Central Plains, with the ability to influence the whole country.

At this time, there was no such thing as overseas trade; the main market to be developed was domestic.

The Central Plains was a transportation hub, a position far more important than the coastal cities of the outside world.

The current location of the Yin Yang Sect could serve as a transit center.

Taking advantage of the still-open gate between the two realms, they immediately began to purchase as much of the necessary materials as possible.

With the fall of the Songshan Sect, all Daoist sects in the world were shocked.

In two or three months’ time, the news had spread throughout the entire Great Xia Country.

But all the sects disregarded it, even the domineering Mount Shu Sect kept silent.

If anyone were to be blamed, it would be the Songshan Sect. They should have been devoted to the Buddhist law but insisted on mixing it with Daoist principles.

As a result, they weren’t quite Daoist nor Buddhist.

Neither the Daoist sects nor the Buddhist sects liked them.

They all considered them heretical and thus ignored them.

No wonder the Songshan Patriarch, who had managed to glimpse a crack in the heavens, did not choose to fight to the death and self-destruct his Nascent Soul to destroy the place when he faced Long Fei at the end.

His heart was defeated, lacking the conviction for certain victory.

If he were a practitioner of Daoism, or Buddhism, at his level of cultivation, he could have gone further.

However, he could feel where the pinnacle of using Buddhism to cultivate Daoism was, as if he had come to a dead end.

Unable to ascend, nor descend.

Living became a shackle, perhaps death would be a release.

Long Fei handed over the relocation of the Yin Yang Sect and secluded himself in the best spot he could find within the Songshan Sect.

Inside his storage ring were two Nascent Souls, one belonging to Zuo Ci, and the other to the Songshan Patriarch.

Zuo Ci was not righteous in his intentions.

Long Fei, over these three months, directly refined and absorbed him.

A Nascent Soul was greatly nourishing; had it been a Golden Core, Long Fei would have simply swallowed it, digesting it directly.

But with a Nascent Soul, it wasn’t so simple; its energy was too abundant and had to be refined and absorbed bit by bit.

As for the Songshan Patriarch, Long Fei placed his Nascent Soul together with the Bodhi Bead and had no intention of refining him.

The Buddhist law of the Songshan Patriarch was profound; he had merely taken the wrong path.

Under the light of the Bodhi Bead, he remained with closed eyes, in meditation, perhaps still able to find another way.

On the last day, Zuo Ci’s Nascent Soul had been refined down to the size of a thumb.

This energy body condensed from spiritual power, even if the size of a mosquito, still held its own consciousness.

He hung in midair, hurling insults at Long Fei with gnashing teeth and flailing claws, "Demon Chief, I’ll never share the sky with you! I truly hate that I didn’t die alongside you that day, allowing you to bully me like this!"

Long Fei laughed and comforted, "Zuo Ci Sect Leader, think on the bright side. Look at it this way, your cultivation level has all transferred to me, it’s like a kind of reincarnation in another form. As long as I live, you live on, at least inside my Divine Sea. Rest assured, I’ll definitely carry your spirit with me and sweep through all directions, breaking into the Immortal Realm, and completing the undertakings you left unfinished."

Zuo Ci cursed fiercely, "Bullshit, even as a ghost I won’t let you off."

He struggled, trying to burst out of the Nascent Soul’s seal and self-destruct.

But such a tiny energy body failed to break the seal before, and even less now.

"Ah, look at you, what are you doing! Too impulsive, too willful."

Long Fei shook his head looking at him and swallowed him with a gulp.

His Divine Sea churned, rapidly drawing in the energy body like a black hole, utterly tearing apart the last bit of Zuo Ci’s energy.

His Divine Sea churned, and the Dragon-shaped Nascent Soul inside it frolicked with joy.

Upon the lotus fetus, the Azure Dragon Infant had sturdier bones and muscles than before, even sprouting sharp dragon horns on its head.

In the Early Nascent Soul Realm, the nascent soul had just taken shape. Like an infant in the womb, it developed limbs and orifices.

In the Mid Nascent Soul Realm, one gains enlightened wisdom, able to use the nascent soul to comprehend the laws of the universe, separate from the physical brain’s dual spiritual systems.

In the Late Nascent Soul Realm, the fruit ripens and falls from the vine, the soul ascends.

Long Fei’s nascent soul was not human, interpreting the laws of nature that only the Azure Dragon could comprehend.

There were laws of fire, water, cloud soaring and mist parceling, swallowing myriad beasts, transforming into the shape of a dragon.

In that instant, all the problems that had once baffled him, as soon as the nascent soul stirred, answers seemed to emerge eagerly.

If he were to go to school now, whether it be Harvard, Cambridge, Oxford, or Stanford, he could attend any of them with ease.

He could even perfect the flaws within Einstein’s theory of relativity.

Foundation Establishment, Enlightenment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul.

Starting from the Enlightenment Realm, the Divine Sea opened, unleashing ten percent of the brain’s potential.

Now in the Nascent Soul Realm, a person could tap into thirty percent.

Keep in mind, Einstein only utilized thirteen percent.

Long Fei emerged from seclusion, and immediately, the Resonant Bell rang out, echoing throughout Taishi Mountain.

Elder Mu Qingzhu, along with various sect leaders, promptly gathered in the council hall to greet and pay their respects.

Three months in this world was enough time to accomplish a great deal.

All traces of the Songshan Sect had been wiped clean.

Every corner of Taishi Mountain had been refurbished and constructed anew, retaining the ancient charm but also incorporating many modern styles.

Not to mention, the metal poles of power lines on the roads surely caught the eye.

The construction of the council hall was even more lavish; this was where the Yin Yang Sect held meetings and entertained foreign guests.

As a public face, it naturally stood out.

The hall had two floors; the lower level had a river flowing through it, nourished by moisture, warm in the winter and cool in the summer.

The upper level rose to fifty meters, stretching over a hundred meters wide, surrounded by top-quality Golden Silk Phoebe pillars, totaling one hundred and eight.

These sturdy Golden Silk Phoebe trees, requiring five people to wrap their arms around and towering fifty to sixty meters tall, were priceless commodities in the outside world.

Lin Shanshan excitedly accompanied Long Fei, introducing the changes of the place to him.

As the two stepped up the stone staircase into the hall, Long Fei’s heart filled with admiration and satisfaction.

The skillful craftsmen, both the Gongsun Family and the Mo Family, they truly stood out once they got involved.

It seemed he had been right to bring these two heritages in; at the very least, they elevated the sect’s taste considerably.

Inside the hall, all the great elders and sect leaders had assembled.

With Mount Tai Base serving as a hub, some disciples were left in charge, and the rest had all moved here.

Only on this mountain did everyone begin to feel a sense of founding and leading a sect; each one brimming with vitality, exuding an impressive aura.

Long Fei scanned the room, and to his surprise, he saw that both Royal Princess Ji Wanyu and Murong Chong were present.

She pursed her lips at Long Fei as if she had urgent words to share.

Murong Chong looked at Long Fei in astonishment, knowing from Long Fei’s aura that he must have made another breakthrough.

Back then, he and Long Fei were considered equals, but now, looking at Long Fei, he realized Long Fei had far surpassed him.