The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1255: Thunder Comes When Said

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255: Thunder Comes When Said

Long Fei stared at the item for a while without saying a word.

Chu Feng and the others thought he couldn’t identify it and whispered to him awkwardly, "Brother Long, if you can’t figure it out, it’s fine. Just paying for it is good enough. It’s not embarrassing."

The onlookers chuckled and discussed among themselves, "Even an old hand like me hasn’t seen this before, let alone people from this Star Domain."

"A treasure of the Broad Cold Palace, likely unknown to all."

"There are wonders everywhere, but I’ve never seen a medicinal herb that grows to look like a rabbit."

"That’s nothing. I’ve heard there’s a type of fruit on the Divine King Star that looks like a baby, all chubby and white!"

"It’s said that these Star Domains were originally one landmass before being shattered. All these Spiritual Roots used to reside on one continent, and now they’re scattered across various domains."

"..."

Long Fei listened closely to their chatter and unexpectedly uncovered some hidden secrets, his brows furrowing tighter.

"Could the legends about the Ginseng Fruit, Jade Rabbit, and Chang’e really be true?"

He muttered to himself.

Chang Xi couldn’t help but smirk smugly and said, "Young Master Long, can you actually guess what this is or not?"

To her surprise, Long Fei maintained his calm demeanor, chuckled, and nodded, "It’s just a type of Spiritual Root, not something so hard to guess."

Chang Xi snorted with laughter, "Don’t tell me you think this is called the Jade Rabbit Fruit?"

The old man chuckled as he looked at Long Fei, his eyes carrying a sense of disdain, as if to say he was overestimating himself.

He was certain that this item was known only to the upper echelon of Broad Cold Palace.

Seeing Long Fei’s calm face, Chu Feng immediately felt reassured and grinned at Chang Xi, "Chang Xi Fairy, my brother says he knows it, and if he says so, it must be true. You’d better clean yourself up and join me for a romantic evening!"

The crowd burst into laughter, enraging Chang Xi to the point where she wanted to punch that scoundrel.

Long Fei clasped one hand behind his back, smiling lightly at Chang Xi as he spoke eloquently, "Miss Chang Xi, you were right about one thing—this item’s name does indeed include the word ’fruit.’"

The old man’s expression changed as he exchanged a nervous glance with Chang Xi.

Long Fei continued, "It’s said that there’s a type of fruit in the world which takes root in underground Spirit Veins. Naturally nurtured by heaven and earth, cultivated by Spirit Veins. Although it’s wood-born, it condenses Spiritual Energy, its surface smooth like jade, and its exterior resembles a rabbit. This item is nearly identical to Spirit Marrow but can be consumed directly like a sweet and refreshing fruit. Its scientific name is Spirit Marrow Fruit, but calling it Jade Rabbit Fruit would actually be more fitting."

Chang Xi, as the Holy Maiden of Broad Cold Palace, only knew the name of the Spirit Fruit but wasn’t familiar with the detailed knowledge Long Fei described.

Her expression changed as she looked at the old man.

The old man was even more stunned and stared intensely at Long Fei, asking, "How do you know all this?"

Long Fei laughed, "Seeing the elder’s reaction, it seems I guessed correctly. To tell the truth, I’ve never seen this fruit myself—I just happened to read about it in a book."

The old man frowned deeply, visibly tense.

This item was a closely guarded secret of Broad Cold Palace, and now that it was exposed, who knows how many troubles would arise.

He regretted showing such an important item to the public, all for the reputation of the Holy Maiden.

The surrounding cultivators were stunned, and a group of alchemists erupted, "Pill King, we knew you would recognize it!"

"Pill King, I’m sticking with you for life!"

"Consort Prince, I want to have your children!"

A bold female cultivator shouted, provoking glare-filled reprimands from Wang Xiaoya and the other girls.

"So, Chang Xi Holy Maiden, are you planning on moon-gazing in the mountains or enjoying a boat ride with me at Lotus Lake?"

Chu Feng smiled mischievously as he fanned himself, gazing at Chang Xi with a sly grin.

Chang Xi’s face turned pale with anger, and she shouted, "Dream on!"

She stormed off, completely disregarding her Holy Maiden image and the reputation of Broad Cold Palace.

The surrounding cultivators burst into uproar, "Fairy has gone back on her word, huh?"

"Fairy doesn’t keep her promises!"

"Chang Xi Fairy turns out to be a petty person!"

"Chang Xi Fairy, how can you be so untrustworthy?"

"..."

Chang Xi glared at the crowd furiously with a murderous rage.

Fortunately, the old man remained composed and graciously handed the Jade Marrow Fruit to Long Fei with cupped fists, saying, "Young Master Long, you are wise and knowledgeable. This old man is in awe. However, our Holy Maiden will not be joining you for that promised date. As compensation for this wager, please accept these medicinal herbs for free!"

Long Fei smiled, glancing at Chu Feng and signaling him not to antagonize the fairy further.

This arrangement was already generous—if they pushed things too far, it would only create chaos that would reflect poorly on both sides.

Chu Feng, having only wanted to show off verbally, begrudgingly agreed, "Fine, a true man doesn’t argue with women. Though Chang Xi Fairy may harbor ill intent toward me, I’ll continue to adore her and never lose my original heart."

He opened his fan, looking like an infatuated young noble.

Some were genuinely moved by his words, praising Chu Feng as a true romantic.

Some female cultivators couldn’t help but approach him and offer themselves as substitutes to date him in Chang Xi’s place.

Chu Feng, wearing an air of melancholy, politely declined and recited a poem, "If life were but as it was at first glance, why grieve for autumn’s painted fans? After whispering on hills, half the night fades, no complaints toward rainy tears ringing the knell. When will I hold my beauty in embrace? Joining like-winged birds is my wish for the day."

Once he finished the poem, the female cultivators on the scene swooned, immersed in his poetic charm, even eclipsing the reputation of Wang Jie as the Saint of Poetry.

Of course, Chu Feng shamelessly plagiarized the work of Nalan Xingde, changing only a few words to suit the occasion.

His version was far more subtle than Wang Jie’s direct copying, which set it apart.

In this cultural desert, a poem like this would undoubtedly spread far and wide.

Wang Xiaoya and the others laughed mockingly, cringing at the overly sentimental performance, their skin crawling.

Meanwhile, Long Fei remained pragmatic, carefully packing the dozens of tons of medicinal herbs into boxes.

Receiving so many good items for free, especially the Jade Marrow Fruit, felt like a windfall straight from heaven.

However, after this incident, no one dared gamble with him anymore.

Long Fei, thick-skinned as ever, visited other market stalls and began asking directly, "Owner, care for a wager?"

"Owner, want to play a guessing game with me over medicinal herbs?"

"Owner, I’ll pay tenfold if I guess wrong, no, a hundredfold—guaranteed profits for you."

"Owner, come on, don’t be so timid with an outsider like me!"

"Owner, I’m just an apprentice new to society. Let’s have a casual bet?"

"..."

The group of herb vendors were speechless, itching to give him a beating as they watched his smug demeanor.

After making rounds through the market, no one would humor him.

Long Fei looked innocently aggrieved and remarked wistfully, "Ah, you’ve all come such a long way. I genuinely wanted to do a good deed and share some wealth, but why is no one willing to take the bet? Being a good person is truly tough!"

The old man from Immortal King Star clenched his teeth hard, slamming his palm onto his own stall, shattering it to pieces.

They finally understood—Long Fei and his crew were all posturing lunatics, not a single decent person amongst them.

As they prayed fervently for heaven to strike these show-offs down, a low rumble of thunder suddenly echoed across the sky, and a lightning bolt struck directly toward Long Fei and his group.

Without hesitation, Wang Xiaoya raised her hand and summoned the Chaos Green Lotus, shielding them from above.

A flash of green light dispersed the thunderbolt, neutralizing it with mist, rendering it completely ineffective.

Long Fei narrowed his eyes and shouted furiously, "Damn it, there’s always some petty fool trying to harm me! Which bastard wants to die? Come out and face me if you’ve got guts!"

Before them, a dense crowd of people began to converge onto the marketplace from all directions.

Young and old alike—all brimming with murderous intent, glaring with fury.