The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1139: The Secret History of the Qin Emperor

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139: The Secret History of the Qin Emperor

After the witch left, the anomalies in heaven and earth also subsided.

The dispersing dark clouds overhead made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, not knowing how much power had been accumulated just moments before to flatten this place to the ground.

Long Fei looked up and thought to himself, it’s a good thing that Demon Princess is gone.

If she had stayed here, she would have inevitably dragged them into becoming collateral damage.

Chu Feng swept out with his spear, ready to take down the Blood Emperor.

Long Fei stepped in to stop him, sealed the Blood Emperor who had collapsed into the rubble, and picked him up, slamming him onto the ground.

The Blood Emperor’s six golden wings were shattered, and his meridians were sealed, causing him immense pain as he yelled, "Don’t kill me, everything’s negotiable."

His body returned to human form.

The Blood Emperor, who had once reigned supreme in the Western Direction, actually had the face of an Easterner.

His pale complexion shone with a greasy luster, looking like a pretty boy, not even a whisker in sight.

The key was, the kid even had the accent of Guanzhong.

This guy, really, gives one the goosebumps.

A crowd gathered around, staring at the boy nonstop, like they were sizing up a monster.

"You’re the Blood Emperor?"

Chu Feng frowned.

"Guaranteed genuine!"

The pretty-faced boy hurriedly nodded.

"Your mom, you dared to fool me."

Chu Feng stomped on him viciously while cursing, "You, looking so cowardly, how can you be the Blood Emperor?"

The pretty-faced boy screamed in agony, blood foaming from his mouth as he howled, "Stop hitting me, I really didn’t lie to you!"

"Me?"

Long Fei interrupted Chu Feng, asking in astonishment, "You dare to use the imperial ’we’?"

Holding his head in his hands, the pretty-faced boy said with pitiful eyes, "Yeah, I am the Second Emperor of Qin, why can’t I refer to myself as ’we’?"

"You’re such a motherfucker, do you think I’ve never studied history? Wasn’t the Second Emperor of Qin that thief Hu Hai who ended up being forced to suicide by Zhao Gao? If you’re going to pretend, pick someone believable! It’s been over two thousand years; you’re saying you are the Qin Second Emperor?"

Chu Feng went up and gave him another fierce beating.

The pretty-faced boy sobbed loudly, "I get beaten for lying, and for telling the truth too, what exactly do you want?"

Long Fei pulled Chu Feng back, asking everyone to cool down a bit.

He took out a cigarette made from precious medicinal herbs, handed one to Chu Feng and the pretty-faced boy, and sat down to take a puff first.

The women all looked down on them, thinking, what kind of a mood do they have to smoke now?

They took out mirrors to check their reflections, moisturized themselves, and patted their cheeks.

The pretty-faced boy swept a glance over everyone, thinking these people are really abnormal.

He had been enjoying the good life in the Western Direction, eating and drinking well, surrounded by women.

Now, he was forced to come here by some guy from the sky, ending up in this current situation.

Long Fei put out his cigarette butt and asked him, "Tell us, how did you end up like this?"

The pretty-faced boy shivered, held his head, and cautiously began, "I didn’t want it to be like this either. After being forced to death by Zhao Gao, I somehow came back to life. There was no food to eat, I could only drink blood. Someone left me a letter, telling me to scamper off from Huaxia, to never cross the Great Wall for the rest of my life. Terrified and fearful, I kept traveling westward, and later hid on top of the Alps Mountains in the Western Direction. At most, I just wandered around in the Western Direction and never came to the Eastern Direction. See, this is my first time here, and I’ve met you guys. My luck is truly terrible; it’s a regret I didn’t heed warnings!"

He had a look of deep anguish, as if he had been wronged.

Chu Feng tossed his cigarette butt, stretched out his hand towards him, and demanded, "Enough talk, provide the evidence."

The pretty-faced boy hurriedly took out a letter and a jade seal that proved his identity from his Storage Ring.

He shakily handed them to Chu Feng, saying, "This is the letter that person gave me, and the Imperial Jade Seal, you all have a look!"

Chu Feng opened the letter, glanced at it together with Long Fei and the women behind him.

"Is this the small seal script of the Qin Dynasty?"

The women exclaimed in surprise.

Long Fei held the Imperial Jade Seal and was even more astonished.

The quality of the jade was pure, soft as flesh, warm and smooth, definitely top-notch.

It had a square shape, four inches around, with a knob featuring five dragons entwined, and the front was engraved with eight seal script characters written by Li Si: "Granted by Heaven, may it last forever and prosper."

"The Jade Seal of the First Emperor!"

Long Fei was shocked, having heard that this jade seal had been passed down to the Tang Dynasty and later destroyed in battle; he never expected it to appear here.

He questioned the young man with a pale face, "In history, this jade seal was passed to the Tang Dynasty. You said that the person who turned you into a monster gave you this, so what about the one in history?"

The pale-faced man said anxiously, "That one was fake, I’ve long heard about it in the Western Direction. There is only one Imperial Jade Seal, and that is the one made from the He Shi Jade, there is absolutely no second."

Long Fei gazed at him, unable to determine the truth for the moment.

He took the letter from Chu Feng’s hand and had a look; the small seal script seemed familiar.

He remembered that Liuu Wenhan, Liuu Ruyan’s father, told him about a box they found in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

Inside the box were pills, and on it was written, "To live forever, so this is it."

The pills might be refined from Demonic Blood, and after Xu Wei consumed it, his entire being changed, his physical body capable of contending with the Demon Race.

Long Fei turned around and asked Hua Qianmo to call Xu Wei over.

This young man had also joined the action, making a name for himself in the valley fighting a great battle with the Demon Race, killing over a thousand Demonic Beasts.

At the moment, the tally officer was counting the numbers.

After Xu Wei enthusiastically reported his kills and upon confirmation, he earned a hundred points.

Ten Demonic Beasts counted as one point.

One hundred points might not be much, but in the Yin Yang Sect, it could be exchanged for one hundred First Grade Elixirs, which was a substantial reward.

After following Hua Qianmo over, Xu Wei saw familiar faces and enthusiastically greeted Long Fei, "Brother Long, we meet again."

Those who were familiar with Long Fei, usually didn’t like to call him Sect Hierarch, and Long Fei also disliked it.

Actually, he wanted to be a Loose Cultivator, becoming the Sect Hierarch was a forced choice.

Being encumbered with family and followers, it was nowhere near as comfortable as being a Loose Cultivator!

Long Fei took out a porcelain bowl, had Xu Wei cut his finger, and squeeze fresh blood into it.

Xu Wei did not know what Long Fei wanted to do but complied swiftly.

His blood was golden, different from the common crimson color.

Long Fei ordered the pale-faced man, "You also squeeze a drop of fresh blood in there."

The pale-faced man, feeling helpless, fiercely cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and quickly put his finger in his mouth to soothe the pain.

The women were disappointed, not expecting the almighty Pope to be such a coward, even less brave than his subordinates, the Princes.

The two drops of blood in the bowl looked just as Long Fei expected; not only were they of the same color, but they also radiated the same aura.

Chu Feng and Long Fei exchanged glances, also noticing this phenomenon.

Long Fei stared at the pale-faced young man for a long time, unable to accept it—this guy might really be Hu Hai, the Second Emperor of Qin!

The person in that tomb could likely be Ying Zheng, the Qin Emperor.

He saved Hu Hai, transformed him into this state, forbidding him from setting foot in Huaxia for his whole life, only allowing him to cause trouble in the Western Direction.

It seemed, this first Emperor of Huaxia truly loved this land deeply, an admiration-worthy sentiment.