The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1060: The Hidden Genius

Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: The Hidden Genius

Within the Mount Shu Forbidden Curse, there’s a talisman that can instantly ignite a person’s soul, unleashing a power three to four times greater than usual.

Mu Hui hated this in his heart, clearly feeling that Long Fei’s cultivation level was one level higher than his own.

In this martial arts competition for marriage, he wasn’t the chosen candidate for Sect Leader of Mount Mao, akin to a green leaf that merely serves as a backdrop.

With a longsword summoned, his eyes blood-red, he stared at Long Fei and bellowed coldly, "Bastard, meet your death!"

Above his head, his Dharma Laksana arose—a golden talisman inscribed with charm script full of spiritual essence, casting a golden light that protected his surroundings.

This was a special Dharma Laksana of the Mount Mao Disciple, while the Dharma Laksana of a Disciple of Mount Shu was related to swords, and those of Dragon-Tiger Mountain often took the form of dragons and tigers.

Different sects have different foundations.

Bolstered by the Blood-Burning Charm bequeathed by his master, Mu Hui’s blood boiled; with a flash, his longsword appeared in front of Long Fei.

His speed was so fast that the onlookers below all opened their mouths in shock.

"Is this the Mount Mao Indestructible Body Charm?"

Chu Feng’s brows tightened as he witnessed the unique Dharma Laksana of Mount Mao for the first time.

The talisman was etched with spiritual power, just like other Dharma Laksanas of stars, landscapes, dragons, tigers, oxen, and serpents.

In the Nascent Soul Realm, a Dharma Laksana is just that—a replication.

But as the cultivation level advances, the Dharma Laksana can connect with the Heaven and Earth Laws, condensing into something real.

Much like Long Fei’s Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana, which now looked as if it had blood and a divine presence, akin to a true Azure Dragon.

Mu Hui’s Dharma Laksana focused on defense, with an external golden light for protection, invulnerable to all evils.

Everyone speculated in their hearts that Mu Hui still had the power to fight, not wholly suppressed by Long Fei.

Many people were shouting in urgency, "Kill that bastard!"

"He must be slaughtered."

"Brother Mu Hui, you can do it."

Long Fei made his move, with an Azure Blade meeting Mu Hui’s longsword in a fierce slash.

The blade’s wind howled, creating a blue blade shadow over ten meters long in the air.

Mu Hui’s longsword also carried a daunting pressure, clashing head-on with the blade.

Boom!

When the blade and sword collided, it was like two small hills smashing together.

A huge tremor followed, and the ground more than thirty meters below shook violently.

The aura of the blade and sword swept across, turning the fragmented rocks and decaying leaves on the ground instantly to powder.

Unexpectedly, Mu Hui’s longsword broke in two like tofu under the Azure Blade.

The blade’s edge didn’t stop there, cutting through Mu Hui’s protective golden light and slicing across his neck.

Death by a single stroke!

The spectators below were stunned; they had held high hopes for Mu Hui, but to end with this outcome was unforeseen.

"This blade is so peculiar, it can break through the protective golden light?"

"It seems not bound by laws?"

"What kind of material is this blade made of to carry such a strong killing aura?"

A crowd recovered from the shock, their hearts filled with astonishment.

Mu Hui’s eyes were wide; in the last moment, he saw his head and body separate.

A strange material drilled into his body, instantly severing his meridians and causing his body to completely explode.

A Nascent Soul emerged, which Long Fei swiftly sealed and collected into his Storage Ring.

Even a Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage cultivation, when burning the soul, still fell short of Long Fei by a minor realm.

Long Fei, holding his blade, descended like a killing god, standing firm in the arena.

All around, silence reigned, and even the experts present had gained a newfound appreciation for Long Fei.

"Mid Nascent Soul Realm, indeed very strong."

"A battle is sure to come."

"Mu Hui is too arrogant, there’s no need to rush for revenge!"

"..."

A group of people whispered among themselves, no one dared to provoke Long Fei anymore.

Those with strength did not act, and those without strength dared not even more.

In their hearts, they complained, secretly vowing to report back so that their superiors would take care of Long Fei.

At that moment, the Teleportation Altar suddenly lit up.

The Spatial Passage that many had been waiting for several days finally opened, and all the survivors on the field were filled with relief.

The ones at the very front were naturally the experts from the various sects, who had gained the most, their faces filled with the confidence of victory.

Someone said, "This time, Shenxu Jiangchuan will definitely be first. He didn’t even bother with the human traffickers, focusing solely on hunting the Demon Race. I followed him, and he used a secret treasure to instantly obliterate a mountain stronghold of the Demon Race."

"You know, these demons are really strange. Before they transform, they look exactly like us from the Human Race, but once they transform, they’re downright terrifying."

"Jiangchuan is formidable, but the Mount Shu Divine Son Zifeng is also very strong! He, too, destroyed a mountain stronghold with a single sword strike, and the number of demons that perished below was tremendous."

"My god, are you talking about the one known as the Youth Sword Saint, Zichuan? Have you heard that he’s already reached Nascent Soul Late Stage in cultivation level?"

"Exactly him, the young man at the front wearing a hat is him. This time, he’s been quite low-key, hardly speaking to anyone along the way."

"No wonder, with his purple hair, he would have been discovered had it been exposed."

"What does Nascent Soul Late Stage count for? Have you seen the young man with silver hair? He is the Kunlun Divine Son, Jiang Wudi. He has now reached half-step Soul Ascension Stage in cultivation level, I guess he’s the highest among us all."

"Half-step Soul Ascension Stage?"

"Heavenly, how can that be possible?"

"How could they have progressed so quickly?"

Someone laughed and said, "Look at how inexperienced you all are, have you noticed their hair? This is the result of being immersed in heavenly materials and treasures since childhood, changing due to the anomaly of spirit marrow. In the future, when you see people with such hair, don’t provoke them, just bow your head and walk away."

One person jokingly said, "Based on what you’re saying, does this golden hair of mine signify a master?"

"Damn, when did your hair turn out like this?"

A friend exclaimed in surprise.

The man boasted, "Shocked, aren’t you? Recently, some strange people came to Capital City, specializing in selling weird and wonderful things. This hair dye potion, I heard it’s concocted by a very badass potion master, it can dye your hair all kinds of colors and is guaranteed not to fade."

"Keep it down, have you seen the big guy over there, two meters tall? His golden hair is real, and he is a Saint Heir of the Golden Family, Jin Yuanba. During this demon-slaying, it’s said that he could flatten a demon with a single palm strike. You’re going to match his hair, aren’t you asking for death?"

"What, the Golden Family is here too. Really bad luck, I’ll change it to a rainbow color another day."

A group of people whispered quietly, causing Long Fei and his companions to frown deeply.

During the recent major battle, Long Fei had felt waves of powerful spiritual power probing him.

After his strong retaliation, these spiritual powers backed off for the time being.

It turned out that within this team, so many powerful experts were hidden, with such heaven-defying cultivation levels.

Murong Chong’s expression was not good as he said to everyone, "I’ve figured it out, after coming out of the Royal Secret Realm, I must immediately return to the sect to go into seclusion."

Originally, upon breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, Murong Chong was somewhat excited.

Now, hearing about such other talents, his excitement seemed doused by cold water.

Without coming out, he wouldn’t have known the gap between him and these geniuses was so huge.

Long Fei and Chu Feng frowned for a moment, patting each other’s shoulders, their hearts also filled with the urge to catch up and surpass the crowd.

The recent major battle was thrilling for the others to watch.

In the eyes of the people who are considered top ten talents, what they saw was just two kids playing with swords and guns, with a look of disdain on their faces.

As the Mount Mao Saint Heir was about to leave, he stood on the altar, looked at Long Fei, and publicly declared, "Insects, I am Ge Feiyang, a disciple of a Mount Mao Elder. I’ll let you live for a couple of days, but after the competition, I will kill you."

His Nascent Soul Late Stage pressure was fully unleashed, making everyone below feel as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them, their knees involuntarily weakening.