The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1226: The Strong Return

Chapter 1226: Chapter 1226: The Strong Return

The crowd on the field shuddered in fear, not expecting Long Fei to truly dare to kill Ying Jiutian.

Looking at his appearance, with the Immortal Bone piercing into his head, it’s feared that even his Nascent Soul is wasted.

A golden light surged up, drawing Ying Jiutian’s Nascent Soul into Long Fei’s Storage Ring.

The Nascent Soul of Ying Jiutian was still useful, Long Fei didn’t waste it.

Inside this barrier, if the Nascent Soul were wasted, it would surely destroy this Netherworld.

From his Storage Ring, he directly released a Magical Treasure.

The group of Corpse Clan youths hadn’t even approached, when the Magical Treasure, shining with golden light, met them head-on.

It seemed like two Azure Dragons twisting and coiling around each other, emitting roaring and shaking sounds in the sky.

Upon contact, crackle, crackle, a series of crisp sounds ensued.

This Magical Treasure instantly swept out a bloody path, filled with screams, mourning, and explosions everywhere.

This object was precisely the Golden Jiao Scissors, an item from the Immortal Clan.

Although it was a replica, it was also of True Immortal Level.

The young people from the Corpse Clan, with their highest Magic Artifact only at Earth Immortal Level, were simply not worth mentioning in front of the Golden Jiao Scissors.

The release of various energies inside the barrier shook the ground thunderously, constantly quaking as if an earthquake had arrived.

One after another Earth Immortal Magical Treasure was sacrificed, which crackled and boomed, being directly clipped into pieces by the Golden Jiao Scissors.

The holders of those treasures screamed in terror, and before they could retreat, they were also bisected at the waist.

Corpse Dogs, Corpse Wolves, Corpse Lions, in front of this Magical Treasure, were like they were made of paper.

Crackle, crackle, all were broken into pieces.

Long Fei raised his hand, his figure flickering among the crowd, and invoked the Heavenly Mystery Treasure Tower, beginning to harvest Nascent Souls within it.

His speed was extremely fast, and those outside couldn’t see this Treasure Tower, only thinking he gathered them by hand.

This Treasure Tower, simply a sharp tool for purifying impurities from Magic Artifacts and Nascent Souls.

No matter how profound your cultivation, once collected inside, once purified, all consciousness will be obliterated and dispersed.

This item was still of True Immortal Level, its only flaw was that activating it consumed too much spiritual power.

To others this might be strenuous, but to Long Fei it could be compensated for.

When he fought, he didn’t use spiritual power at all, relying solely on his own Essential Qi.

Even if it was consumed, he could quickly supplement with Pills refined in the Dantian.

Hundreds of Corpse Clan youths were swiftly harvested by the Golden Jiao Scissors within the barrier, without finding any escape.

The old men outside had already set up the pillars inside, repairing the entire barrier.

A group of Corpse Clan youths cursed inside, accusing the old men and Long Fei of colluding and scheming to rob and murder!

They were the ones clamoring to enter just now, and now seeing the situation turn dire, they were the ones clamoring to get out.

The old men simply plugged their ears, completely ignoring them.

All the Cultivators outside were bloodthirsty; they thought that with a hundred people they could certainly kill Long Fei.

Now, it has turned into Long Fei killing them instead.

That golden light scissors made everyone feel frightened, unaware of what kind of Magic Artifact it was to possess such might.

Truly, it clipped people and Magic Artifacts alike.

Not a single one of the Corpse Clan youths who went in survived.

They shouted, screamed, cursed, and threatened.

In the midst of chaos, they were all torn and slain by the Golden Jiao Scissors.

Pieces of broken rocks and rotten flesh were everywhere, a stench of blood wafted out, causing those outside to feel nauseated.

Long Fei stood like a god of slaughter atop a mound of corpses, his eyes sweeping over the Extraterritorial Cultivators, his mouth curving into a sinister smile as he shouted, "Who else is dissatisfied? Come on in and let’s see who’s better."

The Extraterritorial Cultivators rolled their eyes, thinking, who would be sane enough to go in and fight a madman to death.

They came here for the fortunes of Ghost Emperor City, not to fight others to the death.

Long Fei burst into laughter, "I thought you were all heroes, turns out you’re just a bunch of bears. I’m laying it down right here; anyone who has challenged my brother Wang Jie before, I’ll be settling scores with each of you. If you’re too scared to accept a challenge, just kneel down and call me grandpa, and I’ll let you off the hook."

A group of people who had bullied Wang Jie in the past now had flushed faces, clenching their fists.

Including Yi Qingyun and a few others, who stared at Long Fei with anger seething in their eyes.

But with Long Fei’s current imposing aura, they didn’t dare to confront him in front of so many people.

If they were to lose, that would be a great embarrassment.

The Battle Arena fight propelled Long Fei to a strong comeback, making him the idol of all male and female students at the Chang’an Academy.

No one came forward when that Extraterritorial Cultivator was bullying them earlier, but now, with Long Fei stepping up, he gave those cultivators a hard slap in the face.

Everyone felt extremely satisfied inside, and their adoration for Long Fei was nothing short of insane.

After Long Fei returned to Wang Jie’s courtyard, it was blocked with people outside, all wanting to see Long Fei and get his autograph.

The female students were even crazier, throwing flowers, jewelry, and even underwear into the courtyard, crying out, willing to give Long Fei their all.

Lin Shanshan was also flabbergasted, never having imagined this silly brother-in-law of hers would become a star in this world.

In the Secret Realm, where the mighty are worshipped, this was completely different from the outside world.

As long as you can fight, you are the object of everyone’s worship in this world.

Amidst the sensational chaos, some bad news also spread.

It was said the death of Ying Jiutian had alerted the Netherworld Ancient Star.

They were going to dispatch even more formidable disciples to come and execute Long Fei, telling Long Fei to wash his neck and wait for them.

Long Fei didn’t care and even volunteered to help Chang’an Academy clean up the Battle Arena corpses in the middle of the night.

Whether it was these young ones from the Corpse Clan or the Corpse Beasts, they all were excellent supplies for the Witch God Flag.

He disregarded the threat from the Corpse Clan; not only was he not waiting for the Corpse Clan to find him, but he also wanted to take a tour around the Netherworld Star himself.

If possible, he might even use the Netherworld Star to refine the Witch God Flag.

Wang Jie’s body quickly recovered under Long Fei’s treatment.

Looking frustrated, he told Long Fei that he wanted to challenge those who had bullied him and reclaim his dignity.

Long Fei agreed and handed over the Golden Jiao Scissors to him.

After discussing it, they decided to let him challenge Yi Qingyun of the Chang’an Academy – a genius and the son of the Prime Minister, who harbored a deep grudge against Long Fei.

The matter of the Imperial Son-in-law with Prime Minister Yi Zhongmou causing a huge fuss in the background, cracking his skull trying to get Yi Qingyun to marry the princess.

Who knew, out of the blue Long Fei appeared and foiled the plan.

In these few days, Yi Qingyun really gave Wang Jie a hard time.

Long Fei also disliked this fellow, who was especially loud during the battle with the Corpse Clan.

Calling for the Corpse Clan to kill him, he was practically a traitor of the Great Xia Country, a guide for the enemies.

The once quiet Academy quickly became abuzz again.

Long Fei and his group arrived in front of Yi Qingyun’s courtyard, and with a slap of his hand, smashed Yi Qingyun’s arched door to pieces.

With a loud bang, the arched door shattered.

Yi Qingyun was inside, studying Taoist arts with a junior sister, and his leg had just been bitten by Bald Dog, not yet fully healed.

The explosive sound shocked him so much that he jumped up from the bed.

When he came out, the outside of the small courtyard was already packed with people.

Seeing Long Fei and Wang Jie among the crowd, he immediately understood what was happening, and his complexion shifted instantly.

He hadn’t expected Long Fei to dare make him the first target; this was utterly disrespectful in his eyes.

His eyes burning with fury, he stared at Long Fei and said coldly, "Are you here to challenge me?"

Long Fei laughed heartily, "You’re not even fit to be challenged. My brother here can handle you easily enough."

Wang Jie cursed, "Yi Qingyun, you son of a bitch, a traitor, a guide for enemies. You took advantage of the situation with the Extraterritorial Cultivator to inflict heavy injuries on me in the Battle Arena. Today, I’m going to have my revenge and challenge you