The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 324: The Covenant of Blood

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: The Covenant of Blood

The blood oath was simple to administer.

It only required a drop of fresh blood to be injected into the Demon Clan’s head.

Then, the Demon Clan member must swear an oath that all beings must not betray their master, otherwise they would be struck down by the Five Thunders.

It was rumored that the King of Humans, Fu Xi, had integrated himself with the Dao and added such a rule to the Heavenly Dao Laws.

If the Demon Clan took the oath, any violation would immediately result in the Heavenly Dao Laws bringing down a thunderbolt to strike them.

Therefore, under normal circumstances,

The Demon Clan would not easily make such an oath unless absolutely necessary.

The Bald Dog felt an urge to vomit blood; according to its plan, it should be acting subservient here.

Once it had healed its injuries, it could dominate the world, become a supreme leader among dogs, and have all the women in the world serve it.

Even if it couldn’t achieve that goal, it still had a smaller aim of abducting Sister Yingying and her sibling.

And now, this man actually wanted it to become his servant—this was something the Bald Dog could bear, but Uncle Dog could not tolerate.

It bared its teeth and twisted its body with a fierce shake, transforming into a size of one meter.

From a small dog, it grew into a large one.

Lin Yingying and Lin Shanshan’s eyes widened, wondering if this guy was revealing his true form.

A demon is a demon after all; indeed, they must not be taken lightly!

It coldly barked at Long Fei, "I was going to entertain you for a few days, but since you’re forcing me this way, don’t blame me for turning hostile and unrecognizable!"

"Damn, ungrateful for the face given!"

Long Fei’s brow tightened, and without a word, he slapped the dog.

His speed was incredibly fast, arriving in the blink of an eye.

The Bald Dog quickly dodged backward, managing to evade the blow.

At the same time, it swung its right paw, colliding with Long Fei’s palm in a forceful counterattack.

With this move, it used all its strength, hoping to take Long Fei down in one strike and then eat him.

Claws met palm, both imbued with True Qi.

With a loud bang, the Bald Dog was sent flying backward and slammed heavily into a wall, collapsing onto it with a thud.

The half-meter-thick concrete wall had a dent at that moment, caving in five to six centimeters.

The Bald Dog spit out blood, tumbling down heavily.

It glared at Long Fei, unable to believe that this man’s True Qi was so profound that he was already at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Long Fei held his sword finger pointed at it and said, "How does it feel, would you like a hole drilled in your head to experience it?"

A good dog does not suffer loss before its eyes. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and there was no joke about it.

It pleaded repeatedly, "Alright, you’ve won, isn’t that enough?"

Without another word, Long Fei sliced his finger, flicked a drop of fresh blood onto its forehead, and commanded, "Swear your oath!"

Grinding its teeth in anger, the Bald Dog thought that if it were back in the day, Long Fei’s Cultivation Level wouldn’t even qualify to scoop its poop.

But now, under the eaves, the dog had to lower its head.

Its injury was not merely external but had also affected the Divine Sea.

In the Cultivation World, that’s known as a Dao injury.

Currently unable to use its spiritual power and unable to escape, it was not a match for this brute in terms of strength.

Its eyes were blood red as it sullenly stared at Long Fei and swore in resentment, "I, the number one charming and handsome dog of the Demon Realm, hereby swear. From now on, I recognize this bastard before me as my master..."

Just as it spoke, Long Fei slapped it from afar.

The Bald Dog rolled on the ground from the hit, its bones shaking with pain as it howled in agony.

Long Fei chastised, "I, your master, have a name. Call me Long Fei."

The Bald Dog ground its teeth, truly regretting that it didn’t launch a sneak attack at night to bite this brat to death.

It corrected itself and continued to swear an oath, "I, the first suave and charming dog of the Demon Realm, hereby swear. From now on, I recognize Long Fei as my master. Should I harbor any second thoughts, may heaven and earth annihilate me, never to rise again!"

As the oath was made, the fresh blood on its forehead actually seeped in.

Long Fei, who was also taming these members of the Demon Clan for the first time, observed carefully for a while.

He felt a certain connection to that drop of blood, but his spiritual power was too weak at the moment to grasp what this connection was exactly.

Since the Bald Dog had taken the oath, he didn’t question it further.

Once the murderous aura dissipated, the Bald Dog instantly heaved a sigh of relief, rolling on the ground and howling, "To think that I, Handsome Dog, who roamed the Demon Realm freely, am now subdued by a mere mortal. I refuse to accept this, I just can’t accept it..."

As it bitterly cursed to itself, Long Fei couldn’t be bothered with it.

He sat down opposite Lin Yingying and her sister, who were both so bewildered they felt as if they were watching a movie.

Lin Yingying asked him, "You sure this is enough to tame it?"

She was really uneasy about this shameless and audacious dog demon.

Long Fei reassured her, "Don’t worry, it’s still gravely injured and doesn’t have the guts to court death. Moreover, this blood covenant is very effective; since it has sworn the oath, I doubt it would dare to test the truth of this matter."

One only lives once, and this isn’t the same as men in the Secular World making oaths they forget moments later.

Such oaths, if broken, could likely lead to a fate of being struck by heavenly thunderbolts.

The three of them cleaned up the room and, after listening to Lin Shanshan and the Bald Dog recount the events, more or less understood the whole process.

Lin Yingying was filled with relief and her interest in Long Fei’s magical methods grew.

She asked Long Fei, "Can I learn this thing you do?"

"Of course!"

Long Fei nodded, a surge of excitement in his heart. He thought, could it be that the sisters are finally coming around?

Lin Shanshan raised her hand and said, "Brother-in-law, I want to learn too."

Long Fei replied with a smile, "No problem, as long as you’re willing, I’ll help you with all my might. This thing, it’s difficult if you say it’s difficult, easy if it’s easy. Even if you two are a bit slow, if you manage to learn one and a half moves, you’ll at least have the ability to defend yourselves."

Lin Yingying protested with dissatisfaction, "Who said we’re slow? If you, who are so clumsy, can learn it, why couldn’t we do it even better than you?"

Lin Shanshan also pouted and muttered, "Yeah, maybe we’re even more gifted than you are!"

"Alright, alright, you two are incredible, okay?"

Long Fei was amused by their playful banter, now having agreed to teach three women.

Tomorrow he’d go buy some medicinal herbs from An Taiyan and start by helping each of them open their Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

He told the two to go to bed and waved the Bald Dog over, ready for a serious conversation about life.

The new servant clearly harbored resentment towards him as a master, rolling its eyes unwillingly as it came and lay down beside him.

It had shrunk down to the size of a dot, looking completely harmless.

If it hadn’t been for the encounter with the Fire Snake, Long Fei would have almost been deceived by its dumb and cute appearance.

Demons are hard to tame. Even though the Bald Dog had acknowledged him as its master, it wouldn’t be likely to open its heart to him anytime soon.

Long Fei turned on the TV and found a documentary about human society to watch with the Bald Dog.

He wanted it to get a basic impression of this society first.

The Bald Dog rolled its eyes at Long Fei, noting that there was another key reason for recognizing Long Fei as its master.

In this fellow’s blood, it had actually sensed a regal aura akin to those of the Demon Clan’s kings.

This aura, as if from the Desolate Wilderness, exerted tremendous pressure that nearly frightened it to the point of wetting itself.

Had it not rolled over to hide its embarrassment, this new master would probably have become even more smug.