The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1216: Demonic Bloodline of the Ox Demon

Chapter 1216: Chapter 1216: Demonic Bloodline of the Ox Demon

Da Heiniu struggled on all fours, hastily shouting at Long Fei, "Big, big bro, could you lift your foot off me first? My hairstyle’s all messed up!"

The surrounding disciples were completely astounded, the divine bull they once worshipped like a god, who knew it would be like this.

"It’s over, all over!"

Yu Huacheng also covered his face, three rounds three losses, even the Sacrificial Spirit couldn’t match Long Fei!

Yu Kun quietly came over, and they started discussing what to do next.

Long Fei was too busy to bother with them, releasing his foot and letting Da Heiniu get up.

It took out a comb, hastily stood up its pompadour, and spit to fix the style in place.

"Stop fussing with your hairdo and answer my question!"

Long Fei, speechless, raised the black iron staff in his hand.

Da Heiniu stepped back in fear and asked blankly, "What Demon Race? I’m a Sacrificial Spirit, born on this island, never heard of any Demon Race!"

"Bullshit, that axe of yours is obviously a Demon Blade, and you’re still trying to argue?"

A murderous aura emanated from Long Fei, frightening Da Heiniu to the point of tossing away the axe and hurriedly explaining to Long Fei, "This axe was left by my ancestors, I’ll give it to you if you want it, but is violence really necessary?"

Its innocent appearance made it seem like it truly had no clue about the Demon Race.

Yu Huacheng stepped forward and added, "Daoist, what the divine bull says is true, it was indeed born on the island and really doesn’t know about the Demon Race!"

Long Fei asked him, "Then do you know about the Demon Race?"

Yu Huacheng nodded and said, "I do know, an ancestral taboo has been passed down in a handbook, which mentions the Demon Race."

"Oh?"

Long Fei arched an eyebrow, "Where is this handbook?"

In the midst of battle, he needed to gather more information about the Demon Race.

Yu Huacheng politely invited him, Chu Feng, and Lin Yingying to his place for a detailed chat over tea.

In this location, he always worried that Long Fei might inadvertently kill the divine bull.

Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged a glance and agreed to his proposal.

The group sat down in the pavilion, surrounded by lakes on all sides, lotus leaves rippling, and mist over water, creating quite the atmosphere.

Jin Lin, Xuan Yan, and Shi Kuang kept them company on the side, while Yu Kun arranged for the disciples to disperse rather than crowd around to watch.

Da Heiniu was so big that with it sitting at the table, it nearly took up one whole side.

It took out various precious herbs and chewed them like a bull eating peonies, stuffing them into its mouth and swallowing. The wounds on its body visibly healed at a rapid rate.

Long Fei knew its bloodline was special, not just any ordinary bull’s.

Because its blood was golden, not the normal red.

This type of blood usually signifies a rare species.

The heavy blow Long Fei had dealt earlier only injured its fur, not causing internal damage.

If there was a fourth battle, this brute bull could still fight.

Yu Huacheng had someone retrieve the handbook from the Scripture Pavilion and respectfully handed it to Long Fei, saying, "This is it, the contents are just some trivial matters from the Ancient Era, nothing like a secret technique."

This handbook was indeed quite old.

The characters were all Cultivation inscriptions, which are usually engraved on cauldrons, being the oldest form of writing known to humanity.

Despite the passage of time, the characters were still clearly legible.

The red ink must have been made with Demonic Beast blood, as it still held a faint trace of Demonic Qi that hadn’t dissipated.

Da Heiniu, sipping wine, rolled its eyes and cautiously asked Long Fei, "Big bro, since we’ve all made peace now. If there’s nothing else here, I’ll take my leave. One of my fangirls is about to do a live stream, and I have to go send some rockets!"

"You still watch livestreams?"

Lin Yingying couldn’t help but snicker, almost spitting out the tea in her mouth.

Da Heiniu straightened up and said, "What’s so strange about that? Not only do I watch livestreams, I even have my own livestream channel!"

As it spoke, it took out a smartphone, opened a livestream channel, and showed it to Lin Yingying, "Look, my fans have just exceeded a thousand, and every day a lot of people follow me!"

Lin Yingying took a look and said with a smile, "Not bad, indeed!"

"There’s internet here?"

Chu Feng was sweating profusely.

Yu Huacheng hastily explained, "Yes, there’s internet. The network here was established when someone was specially hired to build a base station and then hijacked from a satellite in the sky. Our Divine Cow was quite lonely on its own, but since getting connected to the internet, our spirits have been lifted."

"No wonder!"

Lin Yingying handed the phone back, suppressing her laughter.

Just now, she had been wondering why Da Heiniu was so concerned about its image; turns out it became a broadcaster.

Long Fei looked at the note, sent a Divine Sense through, and swept all the contents inside directly into his mind.

This note was just an ordinary diary that Cultivators used to record their daily lives, indeed with no special Secret Techniques.

It mentioned the origins of the Three Islands overseas, which quite surprised Long Fei.

In the pre-Qin era, the Spiritual Energy of the land was gradually thinning.

The Cultivators of the land started to move around, trying to find special Cave Heaven Blessed Lands for Cultivation.

A large number of Cultivators sailed afar and discovered these three Immortal Islands situated at the rift between two realms in the vast ocean.

There, they recuperated, and over time, they thrived.

Later on, they continued to choose ordinary people with good potential from the land, taught them Cultivation, expanding their power continuously, and eventually, it developed into its current state.

The original group of experts that came over, it is said, all ascended to the heavens in a cloud of mist.

The Cultivators left on the islands are actually disciples of these experts.

The only information about the Demon Race mentioned in the note is, "This race’s bloodline is exceptional, containing immense malicious energy. Only a few bloodlines can be integrated in minor ways. If found, remember not to force integration. Otherwise, the Demonic Qi overwhelms the brain, and the person continuously transforms into a ferocious beast that slaughters indiscriminately, does not recognize kin, and the process is irreversible. Rumor has it that the ancestral Sacrificial Spirit on the island has integrated and, as a result, has a robust physique without losing rationality. Presumably, this Barren Cow lineage must have kinship with the Demonic Bloodline!"

Long Fei closed the note and handed it back to Yu Huacheng.

His gaze at Da Heiniu softened considerably.

He had felt this Demonic Qi just now, which made him suspect that this cow’s bloodline was impure, possibly a Demonizer of the Demon Race.

Now it seemed that the Barren Cow’s ancestor had actively integrated their bloodline, and even restrained the demonic nature.

This was just like him, without any harm.

In the Ancient Era, various races were mixed, and there wasn’t such a clear distinction. There were cases of different races merging with each other.

Demonic Spirits came about this way; when the Demon Clan merged with the Demonic Beast Clan, the resulting offspring were Demonic Spirits.

Within the Human Race, there are also Demonized Humans and Human-Demon Hybrids.

After King of Humans Fu Xi appeared, he established the status of the Human Race, only then did he discard the integration with other races, maintaining the purity and continuity of the Human Race bloodline.

These secrets are not coherent.

Long Fei just read a bit here and there, considering it as reading a storybook.

He asked Da Heiniu, "Are you just planning to spend your entire life on this island?"

Yu Huacheng, catching Long Fei’s implication, quickly interjected, "Daoist, the Divine Cow is our Yingzhou Island’s Sacrificial Spirit, a respected identity; you cannot take it away!"

Da Heiniu was taken aback for a moment, suddenly seeing Long Fei’s gentle tone, still feeling somewhat unaccustomed.