The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 812 - 0812: North American Legend

Chapter 812: Chapter 0812: North American Legend

Ding Xue was in a rush to get back because an unexplained mystery had occurred at Binhai University, and she needed to return to seek Long Fei’s help.

But when she replied to her superiors that she was unable to return due to urgent matters, she left Director Wei Dongming utterly frustrated.

Ding Xue didn’t care; she turned off her phone, deciding to focus on the tree first.

Disciples of the Hell Sect had arranged a minibus for them, modified into an RV style.

There was a bed in the back, where they could lie down and sleep if they were tired.

Yu Fangming was not on the same path as them; the old man flew there by plane.

In Los Angeles, he had his own private airport.

He bid farewell to Long Fei and Chu Feng, actually quite nervous inside, worrying that Daoist Huoyuan would not grant him this favor.

If Long Fei and Chu Feng couldn’t see the tree in the end, his reputation would take a significant hit.

Once the vehicle started, Long Fei looked at the map and called Hua Qianmo over to the opposite seat to ask a few questions about the situation.

Listening to only Yu Fangming didn’t yield many details.

Saintess Emily was serving on the side, deftly getting drinks from the fridge for them.

She was getting more and more adept at this job.

Chu Feng sat aside; he wanted to crack a few jokes, but fearing criticism from the few women, he just stared at Hua Qianmo and held in a mischievous smile.

Hua Qianmo, feeling shy, turned her head away. Having been the Sect Leader of Hell Sect for many years, she had never felt so humiliated, toyed with back and forth by a man like this.

Long Fei took a sip of beer and asked her, "What do you know about the Fire Elemental Tree?"

Hua Qianmo replied, "I’ve heard of it for a long time and have always planned to snatch it. It’s just that the fruit has been slow to mature, making it difficult to take action. Moreover, this tree is strange; it can only live in volcanic magma. Even if we took it, we wouldn’t have a place to plant it. Hence, Daoist Huoyuan got lucky; otherwise, it would have been seized by others long ago."

Long Fei frowned and said, "You mean, there are still high-ranking Daoists in North America?"

Hua Qianmo answered, "Of course, my master also mentioned the war a hundred or so years ago. Many masters, including those from the Demon Realm, participated in the battle to fight for this object. I guess Daoist Huoyuan is under greater pressure this time. After all, many cultivators did not know about it last time, but now it has spread throughout the North American Cultivation World."

Chu Feng, curious, said, "Are there any notable masters? And where are they cultivating?"

Hua Qianmo responded, "I can’t be sure about the others, but there is a Demon Daoist who became enlightened from a carp in the Great Lakes Area. He is highly cultivated and was in seclusion recently; I reckon he’s about to achieve Fish-transformed Dragon. There is an abundance of carp in North America; it’s not because Asian carp are adaptable, but entirely his doing."

"Well, that’s interesting!"

Chu Feng laughed.

"Who else is there?"

Long Fei was also full of interest.

Hua Qianmo said, "To the north of Canada, within the Arctic Circle, there’s a Demon Daoist who is an enlightened polar bear, possessing immense strength and a formidable character. He stumbled into an ice cave and found an ancient cultivator’s grotto, becoming enlightened after consuming the pills inside. He also participated in the fight for the Fire Elemental Tree a hundred years ago."

"Two Demon Daoists."

Long Fei rubbed his head, thinking this was a rare encounter indeed.

Chu Feng, drinking his alcohol, shook his head and said, "That’s not enough excitement, just two of them. I thought there would be at least ten or eighteen!"

Hua Qianmo nearly spat blood; these two Demon Daoists were shocking enough, with each transforming into their current form only after a hundred years of cultivation.

In The Dharma-Ending Age, it was already difficult for the Human Race to cultivate, let alone the Demon Clan.

If not for very special opportunities, how could animals gain intelligence and cultivate to this level?

Hua Qianmo continued, "North America has fewer cultivators, and more mystical beings. Apart from the Bear Daoist and Fish-transformed Dragon, there are two others who are most famous. One is the Tortoise Sage, who cultivates within the Arctic Circle and is rumored to be over a thousand years old. He dislikes conflict and only emerged once, according to my master, to speak for the Demon Clan. The last dispute over the Fire Elemental Tree between the Human and Monster Races was mediated by him. Another, who cultivates at the Yellowstone Volcano alongside Daoist Huoyuan, is known as the Fire Crow Sage. He claims to have the Golden Crow Lineage, but some say he is entirely black and is a crow that has transformed into a sage. This monster was particularly fixated on the Fire Elemental Tree; during the last conflict, he was the leading figure of the Demon Clan."

"Tortoise Sage, Fire Crow Sage."

Long Fei laughed and asked her, "Just these four?"

His tone was as dissatisfied as Chu Feng’s, as if believing that the more of these beings, the better.

Hua Qianmo felt speechless and replied, "Just these four, none of the others are of any consequence. There was a Bat Demon from the Blood Clan, but you all eradicated it."

Long Fei and Chu Feng both smiled at her and pressed, "Are there any other formidable individuals among the Human Race?"

Hua Qianmo shook her head and said to them, "There was a Native American who claimed to be a descendant of the Maya civilization. He insisted that he knew of another world and could lead everyone to this new realm. His methods were somewhat similar to ours, but they were extremely strange, resembling ancient sorcery. My master said that many Huaxia cultivators suffered at his hands."

"Maya descendants?"

Long Fei and Chu Feng laughed, not expecting even this to come up.

In North America, a great empire once arose – the Incan Empire.

The Mayans were one of its branches, who later vanished en masse, their whereabouts unknown.

Later, Columbus discovered this continent and brought a few Westerners ashore, who introduced infectious diseases from the West, essentially destroying this empire.

These Native Americans are rumored to be descendants of the Shang Dynasty of Huaxia.

After their demise by the hands of the Zhou, they migrated northward, likely entering the Americas via the Bering Strait, which may not have been so wide or was possibly frozen over at the time.

Research suggests that the homophonic phrase for ’Native Americans’ means ’people from the land of Yin.’

Shang Dynasty, Shang Dynasty.

The capital city Anyang, and ’Native American’ being articulated could very well mean ’the peaceful land of Anyang.’

Over generations, the original meaning was forgotten.

These people shared facial features similar to those of the Huaxia people, played the same kinds of musical instruments like flutes and panpipes, and shared identical musical theories.

Even their revered totems resembled the Phoenix of Huaxia, as did their clothing and sacrificial ceremonies, entirely in line with those from the Shang period of Huaxia.

If a Maya descendant truly emerged, it could indeed become an interesting Chapter in the verification of history.

Now, as Long Fei thought about it, the disappearance of the Maya could be linked to foldable spaces.

Perhaps they had discovered the path to a foldable space and left for another world entirely.

Otherwise, how could such a splendid civilization vanish without leaving any trace at all?

The car sped along the highway, over the desolate Gobi where no human figure was seen for a long time.

The stretch from Los Angeles to Las Vegas was a barren desert, where the most Native Americans settled.

Originally, the Westerners exterminated and displaced the Native Americans from the most fertile lands to these barren Gobi areas.

It was a nation built upon blood, a path paved with the corpses of the native people.

Originally, tens of millions of Native Americans lived on the North American Continent; now, there are only a few hundred thousand left.

Those Westerners were inherently burdened with original sin.

The Heavenly Dao is cyclical, and retribution is inevitable.

Long Fei had no intention of getting overly involved; the sins of their ancestors may very well be repaid someday when the Yellowstone Volcano erupts, settling all debts.