The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 888 - 0888: Hero Banquet

Chapter 888: Chapter 0888: Hero Banquet

The boys had lit a bonfire on the open ground outside the courtyard, following Long Fei’s orders, ready for a grand meat-roasting party.

Without meat, they could only drink for the time being.

Long Fei had assigned the daunting task of acquiring meat to Bald Dog; since they had arrived at the foot of Mount Tai, at the entrance to the Secret Realm, they naturally could not settle for ordinary meat.

Bald Dog was full of frustration, as everyone else was playing while it had to go fight.

The entrance to the Secret Realm on Mount Tai was thousands of meters high; although it was not a problem for it to ascend now, it was still a tiring endeavor.

Seeing that it lay there unwilling to budge, Long Fei took out a fourth-grade pill from his Storage Ring, waved it in front of its eyes and said, "Come back in half an hour, two fourth-grade pills. One hour, one fourth-grade pill. Two hours, I’ll skin and roast you."

Bald Dog leapt up at once; exchanging one barbeque for two fourth-grade pills was simply too worthwhile.

Its physical body burst forth with immense energy as if it were a bullet shooting out, and in the blink of an eye, it had vanished from sight.

Long Fei watched, clicked his tongue in amazement and thought to himself that this demon dog was really hiding its abilities well; its speed could be so fast.

Although it didn’t know Spatial Law, its speed was entirely due to the explosive power of its physical body.

In the Demon Clan, there were indeed highly skilled experts!

On a hot summer day, only Long Fei and his group would manage to sit around a bonfire drinking.

Thankfully, it was at the foot of the mountain and the temperature dropped at night.

If it had been in the city, they would have heated themselves to death.

After other people in the vicinity had settled down, they came by to visit, mainly to scrounge some alcohol.

Long Fei and Chu Feng displayed a table full of top international brands of liquors like 82-year-old Lafite, Rémy Martin, Bacardi, Vodka, Whiskey, Hennessy.

Fifty-year-old Moutai was poured into a basin, and they directly scooped it up with bowls to drink.

The liquor alone added up to a total worth of tens of millions.

The people who came here were either Loose Cultivators or Aristocratic Clan Descendants.

Aristocratic Clan Descendants need not be mentioned, all having heritage and capital as the second generation of cultivators.

Rich as they were, they had never witnessed such a lavish way of drinking.

Not to mention Loose Cultivators, not every cultivator had money.

Without the right connections, life for Loose Cultivators was very difficult.

They were all drawn by reputation, saluted with their names, and could then sit down to ask for a drink.

Shortly after, Hu Benyang and Ying Changkong from the Demon Beast Sect, along with Niu Dao from the Imperial Spirit Sect came by together.

The three had previously received the Demonic Blood Gene from Long Fei, and their physical cultivation had become slightly more powerful than before.

Each of them looked vibrant and full of spirit beyond description.

Hu Benyang greeted with a cupped fist and laughed out loud, "I was wondering who had the boldness to hold such a grand drinking session here; turns out it was Brother Long!"

Ying Changkong frowned, "How come there’s only alcohol and no meat? Shall I fetch some for us?"

Long Fei greeted them with a smile, "Please, have a seat. The meat will soon arrive, and I guarantee it’s something none of you have tried before."

The three of them laughed, "Then we’ll just wait!"

They did not stand on ceremony with Long Fei, they grabbed a basin of Moutai from the table, each scooped up a bowl, and raised a toast to Long Fei first.

They were well-known among the Loose Cultivators present.

Some cultivators who did not know Long Fei thought he was just a common Aristocratic Clan Descendant.

It turned out that he was so famous that even the three leading figures of the Scattered Cultivator Realm had to give him face.

In fact, Hu Benyang and the others were not exactly Loose Cultivators; they belonged to established sects.

However, the Demon Beast Sect and Imperial Spirit Sect had declined, leaving only these three bachelors.

Thus, they mingled with the Loose Cultivators.

Chu Feng suggested with a smile, "How about we name this drinking session and keep it as a memory?"

Fat Wang chimed in, "Right, right, how about calling it ’Heavenly Feast’?"

Lu Buping and the others laughed heartily, "You dead fatty, all you know is how to indulge in luxury. This is a hero’s gathering, how can you compare it to those rich second generations who only know pleasure?"

Everyone looked towards Long Fei, saying with a smile, "Master, you should name it!"

Long Fei glanced at everyone, thought for a moment, and then declared boldly, "Heroes rise among us, as we enter the pugilistic world years fly by. Over grand ambitions and laughter, life is but a drunken spree. Let this gathering be called the Banquet of Heroes!"

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"

Chu Feng clapped and laughed out loud, "Let’s call it the Banquet of Heroes, only true heroes deserve to drink and revel with us!"

"Right, let us raise our cups together, tonight we drink until we drop."

Long Fei raised his cup and laughed heartily with everyone.

Everyone raised their bowls to drink, just about to take a sip.

A sharp yell came, "Drinking behind our backs, we want to join this Banquet of Heroes too."

Lin Yingying, accompanied by several girls, walked out from the courtyard.

Everyone at the scene widened their eyes, thinking that beauty indeed emanates a glow.

Under the dim lighting, they seemed to radiate white light.

Dressed in traditional long robes, their hair done up with hairpins, they looked ethereal, as if detached from worldly concerns.

Long Fei spat out his drink and choked fiercely, not expecting them to dress up in this manner.

The girls sat down around the fire pit, filling their own cups with wine.

Lin Yingying raised her cup and said, "We also wish to be heroes, does anyone object?"

Fat Wang and the others shook their heads in quick succession, not daring to object.

Among Long Fei’s disciples, they were considered the least noteworthy, nowhere near as talented as these women.

Chu Feng said with a smile, "The Sect Leader’s wife of our Yin Yang Sect is certainly worthy of the title of hero."

Apart from those who had seen Lin Yingying and the others fight, everyone else was filled with disdain, thinking it absurd for women to join in the excitement.

Since it was their husband’s event, everyone still raised their cups and toasted Lin Yingying and the others.

While they held the Banquet of Heroes here, not far away, two other places also had fires lit, each hosting their own feast.

One group was disciples of the Tiger Alliance from South Yangtze, and the other was members of the Dragon Group from North Yangtze.

Loose cultivators just needed to mention their names to effortlessly join any of the three feasts.

Some people came over to Long Fei’s side, persuading them, "Everyone quickly go next door to drink, they just slaughtered some tender lambs, the meat is delicious."

"The Tiger Alliance has also butchered a local buffalo, it tastes really good over there."

Some loose cultivators couldn’t resist leaving, complaining that just having wine and no meat was not satisfying.

The crowd gradually dispersed, only Hu Benyang and his two friends stayed behind.

Chu Feng laughed loudly, "Look, a true Banquet of Heroes requires meat; without it, people scorn the invitation."

Long Fei joked, "There are too many common folks in the world, too few heroes who can discern true value!"

The loose cultivators were drinking not so much the wine, but were tasting the influence of the hosting powers.

Currently, everyone was favoring either the Tiger Alliance from South Yangtze, or the Dragon Group from North Yangtze, hoping to familiarize themselves with them before the competition.

Whoever emerged victorious would become the future Alliance Hierarch of the Cultivation World.

It would be more convenient for the loose cultivators to ask favors of them.

Long Fei’s side was not looked upon favorably.

After all, they lacked the initial fame, nowhere near as imposing as the names of the Tiger Alliance or Dragon Group sounded.

Long Fei jokingly addressed Hu Benyang and his companions, "Brother Hu, why don’t you go over and mingle with the others? The Dragon Group and Tiger Alliance are currently the hot picks for the next leaders of the Cultivation World?"

Hu Benyang and his friends exchanged glances, put down their wine bowls with held breaths, and said tensely, "Brother Long, are you driving us away?"

"If Brother Long looks down on us, we’ll leave."

Ying Changkong stared at Long Fei.

Niu Dao said, "Enough, let’s stop playing games. Brother Long, we three came specifically to join you. In the future, through thick and thin, we will follow your command. If you approve, take us in. If you disapprove, we’ll leave immediately, without any fuss."