The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1047: Catching Demons Outside the Domain (Part 2)

Chapter 1047: Chapter 1047: Catching Demons Outside the Domain (Part 2)

The young genius who was beaten up is none other than Wang Jie, one of the top ten experts from the Chang’an Academy.

His father is the Commander of Soldiers in the Southern Border State, a figure akin to a local tyrant in the Southern Barbarian State.

Even the privileged youngsters from the Capital City would gather around him upon arriving here.

Long Fei came up and sent Wang Jie flying, which shocked the other disciples beyond measure.

They all drew their longswords, waiting only for Wang Jie’s command to attack collectively.

Wang Xiaoya had been incredibly worried these past few days. She felt Long Fei following her in the spatial passage, but didn’t see him when she emerged.

She stayed quiet on the road with the others, fearing she might be targeted.

Despite her carefulness, Wang Jie had his eyes on her.

This guy was twisted enough not to spare even other men.

She hugged Long Fei’s arm and jumped around without caring about her image, disgusting all the men present.

Yu Ping and Jiu Ge coughed loudly from behind, reminding Wang Xiaoya to be mindful of her current identity.

Wang Xiaoya stuck out her tongue and shyly let go of Long Fei.

Wang Jie was helped up from the ground, straightened his face, and froze for a moment when he saw this scene.

He sized up Long Fei and, rather than being angry, he asked with delight, "May I ask which sect the fellow cultivator belongs to? It’s truly fortunate to meet a brother like you, truly fortunate indeed!"

The crowd felt like vomiting blood, thinking, "Has Wang Jie been smacked stupid?"

Long Fei was also confused, "What do you mean?"

Wang Jie responded with a bow, "No offense, but seeing the fellow cultivator made me feel a kinship. I’d genuinely like to become friends with you."

Someone nearby couldn’t stand it any longer and reminded Wang Jie, "Brother Wang, he just hit you, remember?"

Wang Jie waved his hand generously, "It’s alright. As they say, wealth is easy to acquire, but true friends are hard to find. Look around the entirety of Chang’an City, there aren’t many true cultivators. It’s rare to find someone with common interests like you."

The crowd was ready to burst an artery—damn it, after all this, Wang Jie thought Long Fei was part of the same circle.

Long Fei, feeling creeped out, pulled Wang Xiaoya aside and shot Wang Jie a look, cursing, "Freak."

He turned around, ready to lead everyone away, but Wang Jie stubbornly blocked his path and reached out to him, saying, "Fellow cultivator, I’ve been so courteous—please leave a name at least. When I return to the Capital City, I will definitely look for you. You might not know, but there’s a Wind Elegance Pavilion in Chang’an City, and I’m the owner. If it pleases you, feel free to bring your friends there."

Long Fei clenched his fists, really wanting to beat him up.

Damn it, he thought, how could such a wholesome and sunny person like me be assumed to have such interests?

Ji Wanyu intentionally stirred trouble, stepping forward to introduce him to Wang Jie, "You’ve got a good eye. This sworn brother of mine is indeed talented, charming, both handsome and smart, a personification of heroism and chivalry—Long Fei."

The crowd sweated again, staring at Ji Wanyu and exclaiming, "Isn’t that the Princess of Pure Tranquility?"

"Is this guy really the sworn brother of the Princess of Pure Tranquility?"

"Holy damn, he’s someone important!"

"..."

Wang Jie shouted excitedly, "So you’re Fellow Cultivator Long Fei, my apologies for not recognizing you. I’m Wang Jie, the son of Wang Shichong, the Commander of Soldiers in the Southern Borderlands."

He stepped up and unapologetically grabbed Long Fei’s hands.

Long Fei, feeling disgusted, quickly stepped back and shook off Wang Jie’s arms, sternly warning, "I won’t join your Romance Pavilion, so stop bothering me. Also, let me tell you, I’m not interested in men."

He took Wang Xiaoya and left, leaving behind an admiring Wang Jie.

"How manly, I like that."

He licked his tongue, looking totally confident that he had Long Fei figured out.

A crowd had gathered around, originally hoping to see a big scene, but it was resolved so simply.

Bored, they dispersed and began to venture deeper into the Demon Race’s territory.

After the two sides had parted, Wang Xiaoya and Chu Feng doubled over, laughing out loud.

With a frown, Long Fei said, "Have you laughed enough? What exactly are you all thinking?"

Lin Shanshan said, "Brother-in-law, what’s the rush? We’re just happy for you. Wang Jie really seemed like quite the match—honestly, a good fit for you."

"Are you asking for a beating?"

Long Fei raised his fist at her.

Ji Wanyu added, "You might not believe it, but Wang Jie has a fair and handsome face, and his figure is no less than that of a girl! Besides, the Romance Pavilion is famous throughout the Capital City; it’s not a place just anyone can get into."

"If you speak so highly of it, I might just send you there one day."

Long Fei tapped Ji Wanyu on the head, warning her and Lin Shanshan not to bring up the subject again.

Wang Xiaoya watched from the side, chuckling, quite pleased after converging with them.

With Long Fei there, she feared nothing.

Lin Shanshan went over, hugged her arm, and said cheerfully, "Sister Little Ya, I’ve missed you to death. You never even said you’d visit. Brother-in-law stares at your photo all day long."

Murong Chong, listening from behind, felt a wave of confusion, thinking what on earth is this all about!

Wang Xiaoya smiled and said, "I knew you were going to be in this competition, so I waited for this chance to meet up. My mother always frowns upon seeing Long Fei, she hardly lets me go out."

Lin Shanshan sighed, "Your relationship with my brother-in-law sure is a rollercoaster. We barely sorted things out with my sister, now we must deal with your mother-in-law."

Wang Xiaoya gave a wry smile and affectionately tousled her hair.

Neither her mother nor Long Fei she wanted to offend; she had no choice but to wait for her mother’s anger to subside.

Long Fei instructed everyone, "Enough, this place is dangerous. No more sentimental stories for now. Let’s silently head towards the Elf Sisters’ territory first to see if there’s anyone else around."

Everyone nodded, having the Elf Sisters lead the way.

Yu Ping and Jiu Ge, frowning slightly, quietly asked Wang Xiaoya, "Saintess, should we follow them?"

Wang Xiaoya nodded, quietly reminding them, "We’re not strong enough on our own; sticking with them is the safest option. Don’t tell my mother too much when you get back, or don’t blame me for not treating you like sisters."

Both nodded. They had never seen Wang Xiaoya so assertive; it was somewhat unexpected.

This base of the Demon Race was no different from other places, just eerily quiet.

In the forests, not a bird or beast to be seen, it was hard to spot any living creature.

Due to the vastness of the area, the young cultivators participating in the trial would split up upon entering. Each was left to their own devices, invisible to one another.

Dark Night Elves differed from other Elf Tribes; in Long Fei’s imagination, all Elves lived in trees.

But when they reached the summit of a mountain, Long Fei’s assumption was completely overturned.

This race, with their blue skin, actually lived underground.

In the past, many subterranean races lived here.

Beneath the mountain, each race had its own territory. Normally, paths connected the territories, allowing them to trade goods.

Without the presence of the Demon Race, they used to live quite comfortably.

The group entered through a cave at the slope of the hill, and surprisingly, it wasn’t dim at all.

The entire cave glowed with a bluish light, as though they had entered a strange underwater world.