The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 890 - 0890: Heroes Compete for Supremacy

Chapter 890: Chapter 0890: Heroes Compete for Supremacy

The Loose Cultivators present were abuzz with discussion, thinking to themselves that Long Fei really had guts that soared to the heavens.

Despite daring to make enemies of Mount Shu, he seemed oblivious to the fact that the Mount Shu Sect was a premier faction in the Secret Realm.

Long Fei stared at Li Yunxiao and burst out laughing.

Li Yunxiao furrowed his brows and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Long Fei replied, "I laugh at how you’re also a frog in a well, only ever having seen the sky as wide as a palm, yet you consider yourself to have transcended the common? Let me tell you, my opponents are neither you nor your Mount Shu; you simply don’t qualify!"

"You dare insult my Sect?"

Li Yunxiao’s killing intent was on full display as his longsword issued a sharp sound, having been drawn halfway from its scabbard.

The surrounding crowd clicked their tongues, wondering if a fight was about to break out.

In the current world, there were many proclaimed geniuses.

Long Fei indeed was a rare talent, but to confront Li Yunxiao and Mount Shu, wasn’t he being a little too arrogant?

Shen Yan’er stepped in front of Li Yunxiao and said to him, "The competition is tomorrow, what’s the hurry at this moment?"

She had always harbored special feelings for Long Fei.

Long Fei had saved her several times, and she had feelings for him. But no matter how exceptional he was, he was merely a genius of the mortal realm.

Yet Li Yunxiao was a disciple of the Mount Shu Sect, and by relying on Li Yunxiao, one could ascend to glory with Mount Shu’s backing.

Li Yunxiao sheathed his longsword and said coldly to Long Fei, "Fine, I’ll grant you one more night to live."

Long Fei laughed lightly, paying him no mind but instead spoke suggestively to Shen Yan’er, "Yan’er, life’s journey is still long. You have time to regret this now; I don’t want to see you become a widow so soon."

"Mind your own business!"

Shen Yan’er’s face flushed with anger as she glared at him, thinking to herself how his tongue was still as sharp as ever, never willing to concede an inch.

Li Yunxiao left with a dark expression, preparing to kill Long Fei in front of all the heroes of the world tomorrow.

Killing him tonight would be meaningless.

He had always been a person with a stable disposition and wouldn’t strike out just because of a few words exchanged in a verbal dispute.

In his view, that would be beneath him.

Jiang Yunyi and Jiang Yunlan of the Jiang Family shook their heads and followed Li Yunxiao and the others as they left.

The two had recently grown close to Li Yunxiao and thought they had formed a connection with Mount Shu.

Although their Jiang Family had a significant relationship with Long Fei, the two never associated with him.

Following them was Zhang Xuan’er, who had spent half a year with the Dragon Group and matured a lot since then.

She used to think she was above everyone else, the envied Miss Zhang.

Now, in front of these young men and women, she felt completely overshadowed.

Hesitating, she chose to leave silently.

So much had transpired initially; her fate with Long Fei had been severed long ago.

Long Fei scanned the crowd and asked Tang Shisan, "How come I haven’t seen your Dragon Group’s Gongsun girl?"

"You mean Gongsun Zhi?"

Tang Shisan frowned, wondering to himself why Long Fei would be concerned about Gongsun Zhi, someone he held a grudge against.

"Yes, her," Long Fei said, curious. Such events would typically attract Gongsun Zhi’s participation due to her personality, wouldn’t they?

Tang Shisan replied, "I’m not sure about that; we returned to our respective families a while ago. When it was time to gather, Gongsun Zhi didn’t come."

Long Fei nodded and didn’t inquire further.

The disciples of the South Yangtze Tiger Alliance, seeing the conflict between Long Fei and Li Yunxiao escalate so dramatically, hid behind and snickered to themselves.

They hoped Long Fei and Li Yunxiao would kill each other off; regardless of who died, it was good news for them.

Xu Zhuofan of the Qingcheng Xu Family said, "Have you heard? Last time, the Zhang Family suffered a big loss at Long Fei’s hands. Once they got into the secret realm, it seems they managed to contact Dragon-Tiger Mountain within the realm to fight for them."

"The Secret Realm’s Dragon-Tiger Mountain is simply the ascended version of our world’s Dragon-Tiger Mountain and has a significant connection with the Zhang Family. If they’re willing to intervene, Long Fei is sure to be dead this time."

Mao Zheng, the inheritor of Mount Mao’s lineage, nodded.

"He’s certainly a genius, but his edge is too sharp. No matter how strong one person is, can they really be stronger than an entire sect?"

Liu Junqing, the disciple of Liu Bowen from the Zhe Area, took a sip of wine and shook his head in resignation.

Zhuge Wei of Nanyang said, "We just need to sit back and watch the show. This time, the seat of the Daoist Sect Alliance Hierarch must be taken by our South Yangtze Cultivation Realm."

"Alright, let’s unite as one and defeat the North Yangtze Cultivation Realm first."

Xu Zhuofan raised his hand, toasting with a group of cultivators, as a way to unify their thoughts before the battle.

In an inconspicuous corner, one person reported to a young man, "Master, the woman you’re looking for is right by Long Fei’s side."

The young man gnawed on the meat in his hand, which was blood-red raw meat that continually dripped blood onto the ground.

He licked the fresh blood at the corner of his mouth and waved his subordinate away to rest.

"Little Ke, I’m back. You’re my woman, and I will definitely have you, and make you the envy of all women."

The young man let out a cold laugh, his expression as ferocious as a wild beast.

In a small courtyard, several girls in white dresses, their faces covered with light veils, equally attracted attention with their figures.

However, they did not go out and instead were plotting at home.

These women were none other than Qin Yao and her three companions, along with Gongsun Zhi.

Jiu Ge asked Qin Yao, "Sister, Master sent us on a serious mission, will it be alright for us to run off here?"

Qin Yao said, "What’s there to fear? We are here to eradicate that enemy and prevent future troubles. Besides, this opportunity is so great, if we become the leaders of the Daoist Sects, the Mystic Yin Sect’s power will surely grow immensely."

Jiu Ge and Yu Ping nodded and then asked Gongsun Zhi, "Miss Gongsun, are you really willing to help us?"

Gongsun Zhi said, "Of course. That bastard is my enemy too; I can’t wait to tear him into pieces."

Last time in the secret realm, Long Fei had slapped her, which Gongsun Zhi remembered bitterly to this day.

When she returned home and met Qin Yao and her companions, she learned that Long Fei was a common enemy, and they teamed up almost instantly.

In a village at the foot of the mountain, a melting pot of various sects gathered—it was truly an assembly of power and intrigue.

As soon as day broke, everyone hurried up the mountain.

The competition was set at the summit, at Jade Emperor Peak.

Mount Tai, being the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains, is rumored to lead straight to the Heavenly Court.

From the time of the First Emperor until the Qing Dynasty, a total of thirteen generations of emperors had ascended Mount Tai for ceremonies and sacrifices, praying to the heavens.

It was Long Fei and his group’s first time here; they traveled leisurely up the mountain, appreciating the surrounding scenery without hurry.

The mountain ranges were majestic, lush, and verdant.

Upon climbing higher, the thick morning mist rose as if they were seated atop the clouds.

The atmosphere was spectacular, with a sense of divine spirits manifesting—fitting the reputation of being "the foremost mountain under heaven."

In the eyes of the cultivators following Long Fei, the mountain scenery was of little interest compared to Lin Yingying and her group of girls.

One beauty may not be that attracting, but a group of beauties standing together is certainly a sight to behold.

Whether it was Sister Yingying and her sisters, Hua Qianmo, Ding Xue, Li Zhenni, Emily, or An Xiaoke, each one portrayed an enchanting beauty that could topple empires.

Especially since they were all dressed uniformly in white ancient dresses, moving gracefully along the mountain paths, they appeared like fairies descending from the heavens.

A group of cultivators brooded internally, thinking if Li Yunxiao could take care of Long Fei, they didn’t want anything else; they would first grab Lin Yingying and her companions.