The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 429 - 0429: Ghost Disturbance at the Wuu Family

Chapter 429: Chapter 0429: Ghost Disturbance at the Wuu Family

In a moment of life and death, when Long Fei’s body was about to wither away,

the green birthmark on his chest suddenly reacted.

A tremendous force burst forth from within, instantly sweeping through his Eight Extraordinary Meridians, causing a flash of green light to appear on his skin.

The vitality that had already been drained from him was suddenly revived.

His skin swelled, and his essence blood boiled.

Then in his mind, that crack which had already opened up, flashed with a bolt of electricity.

It was like the beginning of Chaos, forcing open a golden spring in the midst of boundless darkness.

As the resentment from the Yin Souls was filtered, pure spiritual power continually replenished it.

This source grew larger and larger, from the size of a spring’s eye to that of a pond.

When daylight came, the golden light on his body disappeared.

The power that had overflowed from the green birthmark also vanished.

Initial Stage of the Enlightenment Realm!

By harnessing the power of ten thousand ghosts, Long Fei successfully made a breakthrough.

In his head, he carved out a new Secret Realm for the human body, the Divine Sea!

In the belly, the Dantian, where Qi is stored, hence called Dantian.

In the head, the Divine Sea, where spiritual power is stored, hence called Divine Sea.

This realm marks the boundary between Cultivators and ordinary people.

From this point onwards, Cultivators can actively refine spiritual power.

No longer relying on sleep for replenishment.

Refining Essence and Transforming Qi, first turning Essential Qi into True Qi.

Refining Qi and Transforming Spirit, then turning True Qi into spiritual power.Long Fei thought this step would take a long time to reach.

Unexpectedly, a heaven-sent opportunity allowed him to make this breakthrough so quickly.

However, recalling the scene from last night, surrounded by ten thousand ghosts, he still felt a lingering fear.

If it weren’t for the birthmark on his chest, he probably wouldn’t have lived to see now.

Li Zhenni and the others fell asleep around three or four in the morning.

Each of them either sprawled on the stone benches of the pavilion or crawled into the tents, sleeping in all directions, in a complete mess.

Li Zhenni was the first to wake up, she crawled out of the tent and hurriedly went to check on Long Fei.

He sat motionless on the spot.

Li Zhenni thought something had happened to him, quickly ran up to him, and without saying a word, used her finger to check under his nose.

He was breathing!

Li Zhenni let out a sigh of relief, withdrawing her hand, nearly scared to death by Long Fei.

"Were you worried about me?"

Long Fei suddenly blurted out a sentence, startling her.

Li Zhenni, flustered, glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Worried about you? Don’t flatter yourself!"

Long Fei got up laughing and casually commanded, "Let’s go down the mountain."

At that moment, dawn had just broken, and the sun had not yet risen.

Li Zhenni looked around, asking worriedly, "Are there no more ghosts?"

Long Fei nodded, "Gone, and there won’t be any in the future!"

At the mountaintop, the gloomy atmosphere that used to permeate had now entirely dissipated.

The grey mist was gone, replaced by the fresh scent of grass and trees.

Last night, Long Fei had acted like a filter, absorbing all the Yin Qi until it was gone.

He went over to pack up the tent and baggage.

Zhang Yinyang and the others, startled by the noise, hurriedly scrambled up, afraid that the ghosts had come back.

Long Fei ignored them, arranged his belongings, shouldered them, and headed straight down the mountain.

"Damn, showing off, huh?"

Li Zhenni inwardly cursed, gesturing repeatedly to the others, signaling them to hurry down the mountain.

Zhang Yinyang and the others, not daring to stay a moment longer, rushed to follow behind Long Fei, fearing being caught by the ghosts.

The overnight encounter came to an end, Li Zhenni left her phone number and address with Zhang Yinyang and took Long Fei back to the training base.

Long Fei picked up the Cauldron and the Blood Spirit Flower and said goodbye to her.

She sat on the couch, staring at Long Fei and said morosely, "Are you in such a rush to leave me?"

Long Fei asked her, "Do you have something else?".

"Not at all!"

Li Zhenni pursed her lips and fidgeted with the cushion, completely at a loss for words with him.

Isn’t that obvious, a girl asking him to stay, if not to speak of love, then what else could it be for?

She began to doubt her own charm, as she used to be the center of attention in a crowd.

Every time without fail, she would attract a bunch of men vying for her attention, but no one could be like Long Fei.

Her long legs were already propped up high enough, yet this guy didn’t even spare her a single glance.

Moreover, he seemed to have acquired something more since before.

Li Zhenni didn’t know what that was, feeling it was like a layer of holy light, making people not dare to approach for fear of tarnishing it.

At the entrance of Binhai University, Yang Hao had just sent Zhang Yinyang and a few other male and female classmates back and immediately called the Wuu Family’s son, Wuu Yaodong.

The Wuu Family had recently been haunted by a ghost, and many masters had tried to resolve it to no avail.

Yang Hao had witnessed Long Fei catching a ghost last night and was utterly in awe of him.

The moment his call connected, he anxiously said, "Brother Dong, have you sorted out your family’s issues? Last night, I discovered a real Immortal who can definitely solve your family’s problem!"

Curiously from the other end of the line, "What kind of Immortal?"

Yang Hao honestly repeated last night’s events to Wuu Yaodong.

Listening, Wuu Yaodong cursed furiously, "Yang Hao, have you no backbone? Who is Long Fei, he’s our enemy. Even if it costs me my life, I, Wuu Yaodong, would never beg him for help!"

With a snap, he hung up the phone, leaving Yang Hao stunned.

"What the heck, it’s better to resolve enmity than to hold onto it, why be so stubborn!"

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and tossed his phone aside.

He thought if Wuu Yaodong didn’t want to, then fine, he couldn’t be bothered with it anymore!

At first, he was planning to ask Zhang Yinyang to help Wuu Yaodong.

Now it seems Zhang Yinyang is just a fraud, who couldn’t even protect himself when it mattered.

Yang Hao was utterly disappointed in him.

At the other end of the call, Wuu Yaodong hung up and angrily threw his phone onto the coffee table.

Lately, the whole family had moved out of the seaside villa and into another one.

To their bewilderment, that villa somehow became haunted.

In the middle of the night, the sounds were either of women crying or children shouting.

It grew more severe over time. Wuu Yaodong’s father once came back late from an errand.

He found a group of men and women partying when he got home and thought they were guests invited by his wife, so he sluggishly made toasts outside all night long.

When he woke up in the morning, he found himself asleep outside.

There wasn’t a soul in the yard, and all the food and drinks were just mock-ups made of yellow paper.

Scattered all around the yard was paper money.

Wuu Yaodong’s father got sick from the shock that very day.

A day later, his mother experienced the same situation.

A group of elderly men and women were dancing the square dance in front of their house in the deep of night.

His mother, annoyed by the noise, opened the door and yelled.

But what she saw were ghastly green faces, waving and sneering at her.

His mother got sick from fright too, and the family was tormented for several days, ultimately resorting to inviting five or six Feng Shui masters to stay at their home.

However, the ghostly disturbances became more intense rather than subsiding.

They finally managed to get in touch with Qian Youdao, the most renowned Feng Shui master in the North Yangtze area.

However, this old fellow’s fees were exorbitant; he demanded a hundred million just to start.

He also said that the Wuu Family had committed too many wrongdoings, and these were the avenging Yin Souls.

He warned that if they didn’t perform a ritual soon, the Wuu Family would face complete ruin.

Wuu Yaodong’s father, knowing he had skeletons in his closet, didn’t hesitate to agree to his terms.

He made a down payment of ten million, with the agreement that they’d settle the remaining amount after the ghosts were cleared.

Wuu Yaodong was indignant — he had never seen anyone so greedy when it came to catching ghosts.

In secret, he also reached out to a master from Huanan Province, who was reputed as the number one Divine Strike practitioner in Huaxia, capable of summoning various Immortals into his body.

He was immune to knives and guns, like an Immortal descending to Earth.

Rumor had it that his ancestors were generals of the Boxer Rebellion and had genuine combat experience against foreign soldiers.

Had the foreigners not called upon Jesus to descend, his ancestor would have wiped out the eight-nation alliance single-handedly!