The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1389: Kun and Qian in the Palm

Chapter 1389: Chapter 1389: Kun and Qian in the Palm

Long Fei listened to Chu Feng talk about Liuu Baiyuan’s background and knew Liuu Baiyuan was very proud of his speed.

He deliberately compared himself to Liuu Baiyuan’s specialty, casually saying, "I’ve heard you’re the White Ape Lifting the Moon, traveling alone for miles; let’s compare our speed."

"How do we compare?"

Liuu Baiyuan was intrigued, revealing his monkey-like expression.

Though he hid it well and no longer had the appearance of a monkey, Long Fei could clearly see through him.

Long Fei stretched out his hand toward Liuu Baiyuan, saying, "I have a palm that can transform Qian and Kun. You just need to jump out of my palm, and I’ll consider it a loss."

He opened his hand and raised it toward Liuu Baiyuan.

A normal palm, only three inches wide.

Liuu Baiyuan scoffed with a loud laugh, "Are you joking with me? Your palm can’t even support my foot."

Ji Wanrong frowned beneath, standing beside Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu.

They heard the sounds of fighting moments ago and quickly came out.

Long Fei’s action made the three women exchange glances, feeling that Long Fei was too reckless.

With such a palm, he still dares to let someone jump on it.

Even a three-year-old child could jump off it.

Lin Shanshan muttered in secret, "Is brother-in-law trying to imitate Tathagata Buddha?"

Liuu Baiyuan seemed to have heard this legend too, and called out to Long Fei, "Little Long Fei, you’re no Western Buddha Ancestor; a single palm won’t do me in. You’d better change the method, or you’ll lose so badly that I’m afraid you’ll angrily kill yourself."

Long Fei chuckled, "Are you afraid to imitate Sunx Wukong?"

"Do not tarnish our Macaque ancestors!"

Liuu Baiyuan roared angrily, extending his stick and shouting, "If you want to die, let’s have a go!"

He leaped and stepped onto Long Fei’s hand.

A Mysterious Light flashed out from Long Fei’s palm, instantly illuminating all directions.

This was the use of the Spatial Law, not much different from the Western Buddha Ancestor’s Hand of Qian and Kun.

Just now, Liuu Baiyuan could clearly see Long Fei; now, as he stepped in, he was surrounded by fog, losing all sight.

Within, he stretched his ape arms, seemingly swimming in the air, swinging one arm more than a thousand miles away.

In the past, he only needed a breath to return to Snake Island.

But now everything was foggy, indistinct; he couldn’t tell east from west or differentiate sounds or landmarks.

Liuu Baiyuan didn’t know what was happening, and his heart tightened as he shouted, "Little Long Fei, face me openly and honestly; what kind of skill is this sneaking around?"

Long Fei’s laugh reached his ears, "Monkey, I’m right in front of you; when did I sneak around?"

His five fingers grabbed upward; behind Liuu Baiyuan, a cool feeling emerged as he suddenly saw a rootless, connecting giant pillar pressing toward him.

He gritted his teeth, shouting, "What’s going on?"

With a stick strike, Liuu Baiyuan wielded an iron rod and slammed it toward the five fingers.

The immense force swiped through the air, creating a spark.

Yet the rootless fingers were incredibly peculiar; though right before him, Liuu Baiyuan’s iron stick couldn’t touch them.

In this Hand of Qian and Kun, Liuu Baiyuan was the prey.

What he saw and felt was both real and illusory, all transformed by the Space Laws; indistinguishable from reality.

Unless he had a cultivation level higher than Long Fei, he couldn’t escape Long Fei’s grasp.

Five fingers closed in, pinching Liuu Baiyuan’s body entirely.

Enormous pressure gathered from all sides, trapping his body as if caught in a millstone.

His bones crackled, his human form scattered, revealing his monkey shape under the crushing force.

Long Fei asked him, "Do you yield?"

Liuu Baiyuan gritted his teeth, showing sharp ape teeth, stubbornly saying, "No way! This isn’t speed; it’s clearly demon magic, I don’t yield."

"Are you Macaques all so stubborn?"

Long Fei’s virtual hand imprint radiated intense Mysterious Light, kneading Liuu Baiyuan’s organs almost out.

He spewed blood, repeatedly shouting, "Stop! I have something to say."

"Speak!"

Long Fei’s voice wasn’t loud but filled with authority.

Liuu Baiyuan said, "In battle between armies, emissaries aren’t executed. I’m here today as the envoy from Snake Island; you can’t kill me."

Long Fei never intended to kill him; the Five Tiger Generals of Snake Island had a Demon Clan background, and Long Fei intended to recruit them.

Long Fei released his grip, easing Liuu Baiyuan’s body, allowing him to quickly jump out.

He looked around in shock, fearing he was still in Long Fei’s grasp, on the brink of life and death.

Liuu Baiyuan took out a letter from the Storage Ring and tossed it over to Long Fei, saying, "This is the letter from Elder Brother Ji Xiaolian of Snake Island to you. I haven’t read the contents, but I guess he wants to negotiate peace."

Long Fei opened the envelope, quickly scanning it.

The letter read, "Princess and Consort Prince, greetings. I am Ji Xiaolian, the thousandth grandson of Emperor Yu of Great Xia Country. Alas, the current Imperial Court is wicked, blurring right and wrong, reversing black and white. I, Ji Xiaolian, entrusted by brothers, hold the head position on Snake Island, leading them against the Imperial Court. Recently hearing of your deeds resembling clear skies, I’ve become excited. We have no mortal enmity, so let’s value peace and avoid deathly conflict. Though Snake Island isn’t large, it houses a million strong soldiers. Whatever demands you have, I’ll do my best to meet them. Avoid causing pain to kin or pleasure to foes. If Consort Prince visits Snake Island, I’ll gladly yield the head position to you. I vow to form an eternal bond with you."

"A dignified, humble peace offer letter."

Long Fei raised his hand, handing the letter over for Ji Wanrong to see.

Ji Wanrong, Ji Wanyu, and Lin Yingying looked it over, threw the letter down in anger, cursing, "Ji Xiaolian, how dare you claim to be Emperor Yu’s grandson? Over hundreds of thousands of years, only a few drops of ancestral blood remain in him."

Liuu Baiyuan’s heart skipped a beat, fearing they’d retaliate against him.

Upon witnessing Long Fei’s prowess, he knew he was no match, even escaping would be difficult.

"Ladies, I’m merely the messenger; you wouldn’t trouble me, right?"

He scratched his head, cautiously asking.

Long Fei waved his hand, "You may go. Inform your leader to bring his men to confess and be punished, or await our attack at Snake Island. We shall eliminate the bandits of South Yangtze Prefecture!"

He spoke with determination, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Understood, I’ll relay the message."

Liuu Baiyuan didn’t expect Long Fei to be so reasonable, spread his arms, transformed into a white light, and vanished instantly.

Long Fei descended gracefully, displaying a majestic demeanor.

Lin Shanshan looked at him, muttering, "Why did you let this villain go? Isn’t it like releasing a tiger back to the wild?"

Long Fei smiled faintly, "He’s just a monkey, not yet a tiger."

He could release Liuu Baiyuan, knowing he had means to capture him again.

Testing his newly researched Hand of Qian and Kun on this monkey, Long Fei felt accomplished.