The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1158: Wind from the Sea

Chapter 1158: Chapter 1158: Wind from the Sea

The weather outside is nice, with the morning sun just right, neither cold nor hot.

Zhang Xuan’er changed into sportswear, wearing a short-sleeved, knee-length outfit made of soft grey material, paired with white sneakers. She looked quite casual.

With her international supermodel figure, she would look good even wrapped in a curtain.

As a woman, Liuu Ruyan couldn’t help but exclaim upon seeing her, involuntarily praising, "Sister Xuan’er, your figure is amazing."

Long Fei knocked on her head, signalling her to be more ambitious.

The two of them had met no more than three times but acted as if they were quite familiar.

The three of them went out together. In order to keep a low profile, Long Fei did not take the main hall but used the elevator to go down to the underground parking garage and drove out from there.

While he was out shopping with these two beauties, at the Nangong Family, a group of people sat together with frowns on their faces.

At this moment, they were plotting against Long Fei.

Nangong Zheng’s whole family died confusingly; only his brother-in-law, Zhang Daiguo, survived.

He fell from the sixth floor onto a car, leaving him with many broken bones.

One was the spinal cord, and now his lower body was paralyzed.

After his condition stabilized, Zhang Daiguo had already left Shanghai City by private plane and returned to Xianggang.

When Nangong Yue, Nangong Zheng’s third uncle, heard the news, he had already reported it to the clan.

The current clan leader, Nangong Zhen, is Nangong Mu’s son.

His daughter, Nangong Jingjing, had gone to the Guanzhong Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum with the old man and died there.

According to those who returned, it was a person named Long Fei who took them down.

This time, Nangong Yue investigated the so-called shareholder staying in the presidential suite.

It turned out to be none other than Long Fei, renowned in the Cultivation World.

He informed his clan of the whole incident, charging Long Fei with Nangong Zheng’s death.

He knew that the actual killer was Yin Ghost Sect’s Du Huai.

But he was entangled in interests with Du Huai and could not afford to fall out with him yet. He could only make Long Fei take the blame.

After all, the Nangong Family already had a feud with Long Fei, and one more blood feud didn’t matter.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Zhen hit the back of the chair with a palm, roaring, "This villain is too much, if we don’t get rid off him, our Nangong family will be in danger."

The hatred of killing one’s father and daughter, was irreconcilable.

Nangong Yue immediately said, "Clan Leader, we must take revenge, but we need to be strategic. It’s absolutely impossible with just our Nangong Family alone!"

Others nodded, agreeing with Nangong Yue’s viewpoint.

Truth be told, the Nangong Family could only be considered fringe figures in the Cultivation World.

Their strength lies in mechanism techniques, much lacking in others.

Moreover, the Nangong Family wasn’t united.

They were Southeast Palace, and there was also Southwest Palace.

The Southwest Palace was dominated by Nangong Bei, who had now completely sided with Long Fei, reportedly entering a Secret Realm.

Nangong Family members did not see any of them being able to go against Long Fei alone.

Nangong Wen from Binhai City looked dishevelled, having just heard about various secrets about Long Fei.

He suddenly realized that he had offended some major unapproachable figure.

The Imperial Jade Seal, was something he had stolen.

Nangong Zhen looked at his son Nangong Chen and asked, "Chen’er, what did Young Master Zhang say?"

Nangong Wen also asked, "Chen’er, should we return the Jade Seal to them? Why not set ourselves apart and reap the benefit after they are done fighting?"

He was afraid and wanted to dissociate himself.

Nangong Chen said, "Fourth Uncle, the Jade Seal can’t be returned now, it is with Young Master Zhang. We are now caught between a rock and a hard place. Our only choice is to commit fully and assist the Zhang Family in taking down Long Fei. Only then can our Nangong Family see a glimmer of hope."

Nangong Zhen said, "You mean Young Master Zhang agreed to deal with Long Fei?"

Nangong Chen nodded, "Yes, from what I understand, Young Master Zhang holds a life-and-death grudge against him. It seems his brother, Zhang Hengyuan, died at the hands of Long Fei."

"Heaven is helping us, heaven is truly helping us!"

Nangong Zhen grabbed the back of the chair, unable to suppress the trembling of his mouth.

The news from the Cultivation World is not known by everyone.

Zhang Hengyu has been searching extensively for news of Long Fei within the various factions of the Cultivation World, a fact unknown to Nangong Zhen.

Their fringe family now only qualifies to mix with tomb robbers.

Nangong Chen suggested, "Father, we can still unite with some other forces. I’ve heard that the Yin Ghost Sect from South Yangtze, the Five Elements Sect from Yue Region, and the Gongsun Family all hold grudges against Long Fei. Why not reach out everywhere, unite them under Young Master Zhang’s name, and hold a Dragon Slaying Conference? Wouldn’t that be wonderful?"

Nangong Zhen, with a smile, said, "A fine Dragon Slaying Conference indeed! Go and make contact, just as you’ve proposed."

Nangong Chen clasped his fists in agreement, his demeanor proud and triumphant, as if the death of Long Fei was just around the corner.

Elsewhere, Zhang Hengyu also fervently contacted allies from his home.

The people he sought were not the motley crew sought by the Nangong Family, but genuine cultivators.

These cultivators usually practiced overseas.

They certainly wouldn’t have come if not for Zhang Hengyu stepping in.

The spiritual energy on land is really poor, akin to falling into a cesspit for cultivators, a truly foul smell.

With over a dozen banquet tables, Zhang Family’s hall seated roughly eighty or ninety cultivators.

Overseas cultivators are usually loose cultivators, without significant powers, but they very much stick together when something arises.

"Lion Island’s Oumu River pays respects to Daoist Nanxuan!"

"Thousand Stars Island’s Jiang Chuan pays respects to Daoist Nanxuan!"

"Tiger Skin Island’s Gong Shun pays respects..."

"..."

After settling down, the island cultivators each reported their names.

They were here not just because of Zhang Hengyu, but because of the power backing Zhang Hengyu.

This power was wielded by the three elderly men seated at the main table.

Their clothes were woven from the legendary Divine Silkworm Threads, smooth as water, extraordinary in presence.

Other island masters looked like a band of rough outlaws, but they looked like immortals.

These three were individuals of no small repute.

They were, in fact, cultivators from the legendary Penglai Fairy Island.

This time, they were here to support Zhang Hengyu.

Even the island masters didn’t understand why Zhang Hengyu had such influence, enough to bring old cultivators from Penglai Island over.

All these involved secrets of Penglai Island that outsiders naturally wouldn’t know.

Zhang Hengyu stood up to toast everyone, informing them that killing Long Fei soon would warrant a generous reward for everyone involved.

His pleased demeanor and imposing presence greatly impressed these overseas loose cultivators.

A storm was brewing. Long Fei, meanwhile, was on a famous snack street in Shanghai City, accompanied by two beauties, feasting all along the way.

Delicacies like triple seafood wontons, xiao long bao, scallion oil noodles, Hawthorne cakes, crab roe stuffed pastries— they had one of each, covering three alleys from start to end, their stomachs bloating.

If not for using their Dantian to digest, they would have surely vomited from overeating.

Long Fei never realized the two beauties could eat so much.

Such daughters-in-law, most people couldn’t afford to keep.

After finishing the hairy crabs and leaving the alley, just as they reached the alley’s entrance preparing to drive, they were surrounded by a group of people.

This group, dressed in leather jackets akin to a motorcycle gang’s attire, rode Harleys, BMWs, Ducatis, and other seldom-seen motorcycle brands, constantly whistling at the trio that was Long Fei and his companions.

Not for any other reason but a motorcycle gang gathering.

Outside, there was a car blocked in by Long Fei’s Audi.

In these narrow old alleys of Shanghai City.

Long Fei didn’t notice when he parked, provoking someone; a crowd quickly gathered, originally planning to smash Long Fei’s car, but Long Fei came out too soon.

And with him, two beauties.

Two beauties so stunning they made onlookers drool uncontrollably.