The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1082: The Emperor Summons, the World Boils

Chapter 1082: Chapter 1082: The Emperor Summons, the World Boils

In the spatial passage, after a strong fluctuation, the laws of space around gradually stabilized.

Chu Feng said resentfully, "Is there a way to cut off the route behind us? I bet those bastards have come in too."

When he had just come in, Chu Feng had intentionally looked back.

Jin Yuanba and his group had all followed behind them, detonating their talismans at the last moment.

Earlier, they had used their numbers to bully the few, which left Chu Feng with pent-up frustration.

Long Fei pondered and said, "Destroying the spatial passage is not possible for now. However, we can use a formation to create an opening in this passage and make them fall through prematurely. It won’t kill them, but it will make them suffer. Once our injuries are all healed, we’ll settle the score with them properly."

"Exactly, let’s do that."

Chu Feng was exhilarated, wishing he could do it himself, but unfortunately, he knew nothing about the laws of space.

Long Fei took out a spirit stone and started carving on it.

Once complete, he flung it into the spatial passage, and with a swoosh, a golden domain gate formed on the spot.

Various laws of space entwined and tugged, colliding back and forth here.

This formation was a simple space diversion array.

It utilized the laws of the spatial passage to draw out some laws and form a new domain gate.

Half an hour later, the domain gate began to flash with white light.

The old man guarding the domain gate exclaimed with joy, "The youngsters are back."

One by one, figures emerged from the domain gate; only Long Fei, Chu Feng, and Wang Xiaoya.

Murong Chong and Wang Jie were recovering from their injuries inside the Qiankun Bag, quiet now.

After a while, the white light from the spatial domain gate disappeared.

The old man asked in surprise, "Only you have returned?"

Long Fei, Chu Feng, and Wang Xiaoya exchanged glances and nodded, "Yes, just us."

"What about the others?"

The old man was somewhat distressed; although he knew there were dangers inside, he did not expect all the dozens of talented youngsters to have perished.

Long Fei was noncommittal and said, "Not sure, we entered here first, whether they came in or not, we don’t know."

"What a pity!"

The old man sighed deeply, telling Long Fei and the other two to leave first.

He wanted to wait a bit longer here, hoping for a miracle.

Although he looked down on those young masters and sect prodigies, these young people were, after all, the future of the Great Xia Country.

If they perished like this, the Great Xia Country would suffer a great loss.

Once outside, Chu Feng and Wang Xiaoya couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Chu Feng asked, "Where do you think those guys fell out? Could it be outer space?"

Long Fei shook his head and said, "This world is not in the same dimension as ours, even if they fall, they will not end up in outer space but will fall somewhere in our world."

"That’s really a pity."

Chu Feng laughed heartily, full of satisfaction.

In the Northern Cold Continent, far beyond measure from Chang’an City, a group of youngsters suddenly appeared from mid-air.

As if crawling out from a mirror, they thudded into an ice lake a kilometer below, one by one.

This was an ice layer of more than a dozen meters thick, which they smashed creating holes.

Even with magical treasures protecting them, otherwise, they would be smashed to pieces.

Shenxu Jiangchuan was the first to pop his head out, looked around emitting red light, and bellowed hoarsely, "Long Fei, I swear to tear you to pieces!"

There was a rumbling sound in the ice lake.

"I’m so vicious!"

"You thief, I, Jin Yuanba, will forever be your enemy."

"You dog thief Long Fei, I, Zichuan, will have my revenge!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Other talented individuals followed, their eyes bloody as they howled along, their cries echoing across the thousands of miles of uninhabited ice fields.

In Chang’an City, the crowds were buzzing.

When Long Fei and his two companions appeared, the whole Chang’an City was abuzz.

No one expected that the athlete with the highest anticipation before the competition wouldn’t make it back, while the least favored one did.

After the Southern Barbarian State competition, the betting odds for Long Fei had turned to 1:50, but it still seemed high compared to the other geniuses.

Even so, very few people bet on his victory.

They felt that Long Fei winning would definitely just be luck.

This trip to the Imperial Family Secret Realm was bound to see him besieged and killed by these geniuses.

Who would have imagined that not one of these geniuses returned, while Long Fei and Chu Feng, the three of them, came back unharmed.

Some people rejoiced, spreading the news far and wide.

Some people beat their chests and stamped their feet, cursing Jiang Chuan, Jin Yuanba, Zichuan, and the others as having fame without real talent.

At the Princess Mansion, Liuu Jiangnan, accompanied by the Elf Sisters and the Spider Queen, Yu Ping, and Jiu Ge, was waiting outside the Imperial City to meet them.

Ji Wanyu and Lin Shanshan had gone out and hadn’t returned yet.

A messenger reported that they had run into trouble.

Just as Liuu Jiangnan was worrying, he finally managed to wait for these characters to return.

By sunset, the referee officially announced the results.

Long Fei and his group had won, selecting a date for the final showdown.

The various Sects were shaken. It would be fine if they lost other disciples, but those who had gone were their Sects’ heirs, individuals who would support the future.

A group of old men surrounded Long Fei and his group before they could leave, demanding to know the whereabouts of their Sects’ geniuses.

Chu Feng, unapologetically, pointed at their noses and scolded, "You old geezers, listen up. Your clan’s geniuses in the Secret Realm not only didn’t help their own people but even contacted Foreign Tribes and almost got us killed. Whether they are alive or dead, I don’t know, and even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you."

"You brat, are you asking for death?"

"Thief, it must have been you who killed them, such heinous intent!"

"Grab them! We must seek justice for the disciples of our Sects."

The old fellows were so agitated that they summoned their Magic Artifacts one after another.

Suddenly, Five-Colored Divine Light was flashing chaotically, lighting up the outside of the Imperial City.

Long Fei remained silent, his hand already preparing to summon the Red Flame Gourd.

This gourd, having absorbed the Fire Spirit Qi from the volcanic magma, was full of fiery energy. One blast of fire could burn these old farts to ash.

At that moment, a booming command came from atop the city wall, "Who dares to create a ruckus in the Imperial City?"

Wang Xun, the commander of the Imperial Guards, clad in Golden Armor and wielding a special Cold Iron longsword, scanned the surroundings with a cold gaze.

The city gates opened, and two columns of Imperial Guards came out, dispersed the crowd, and encircled the group of old men along with Long Fei and his group.

Though these old men were all mid to late Nascent Soul Realm in terms of Cultivation Level, they didn’t dare to be presumptuous in front of the Imperial Guards.

Because opposing the Imperial Guards meant making enemies with the Imperial Family.

The Imperial Family was too powerful to be defied by them.

Liuu Jiangnan secretly passed a message to Long Fei and the group, "This commander of the Imperial Guards is the third son of the Southern King and the elder brother of Wang Jie."

Long Fei raised his eyebrows and glanced back at Wang Xun.

The Eight Mighty Generals of the Wang Family, Wang Qian, Wang Kun, Wang Xun, Wang Zhen, Wang Kan, Wang Li, Wang Gen, and Wang Dui, were all renowned figures, with Wang Jie being the ninth and considered the least promising among them.

Wang Xun was a young talent, also a graduate of Chang’an Academy, and a celebrated figure in his day.

Afterward, he married a princess from the Royal Family, not only becoming an Imperial Son-in-law but also a confidant of the Emperor.

Someone shouted at him, "Wang Xun, your brother Wang Jie hasn’t returned either, don’t you want to know if he’s alive or dead?"

Wang Xun rebuked, "Don’t try to incite trouble. Public matters are public, and private matters are private. At your age, can’t you tell the difference?"

The old man was left speechless by his retort.

Wang Xun, holding an Imperial Decree, announced, "By command of the Saint Martial Emperor, summon Long Fei to the Imperial Court for an audience."

These words caused an immediate uproar among the crowd.

Everyone whispered to each other, speculating whether Long Fei had been chosen by the Emperor for some purpose.

Some people were envious, some jealous, some admiring, and some resentful.

A mixture of emotions made Long Fei’s back feel chilly, thinking to himself, is meeting the Emperor such a big deal to be envied and resented? I have a wife and principles; even if the Emperor wants to take me as his son-in-law, I wouldn’t agree!