The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 933 - 0933: Although the Sword is Good, the Person is Not Up to Par

Chapter 933: Chapter 0933: Although the Sword is Good, the Person is Not Up to Par

The disciples in the field sighed in relief one by one, each hissing at Chu Feng.

Even Murong Chong was somewhat surprised, not knowing why Chu Feng so easily conceded defeat.

Even if one possesses the Celestial Immortal Sword, it depends on the sword bearer’s cultivation level.

If the sword bearer’s cultivation level is not high, it’s difficult to control the sword for a long time.

If one were to feign compliance with the sword bearer and delay the time, there’s a hope of holding on for a while.

A group of disciples shouted loudly, "Kid, admitted defeat, huh?"

"Our Divine Sword Sect is truly powerful!"

"Disciples from small sects still want to compete with our Divine Sword Sect, even a randomly chosen junior sister could overpower him."

"His brother will admit defeat soon too, then we’ll make them both kneel and apologize, and they can apologize to us!"

This group, bolstered by the girl’s prestige, was utterly complacent. This made Murong Chong furrow his brow tightly, very disappointed in these junior brothers.

Long Fei stood in the middle of the field, feeling that this girl looked somewhat familiar.

He asked, "May I ask, fellow Daoist, what is your relationship with Ji Wanrong?"

The girl, not expecting Long Fei to mention that name, didn’t react immediately to who he was, and tilted her head and pouted, "She’s my sister, so what?"

Long Fei hooked his lips into a smile and cupped his fist, "Ji Wanyu, so you are Her Royal Highness The Princess, my apologies for the oversight."

Many disciples on the field, unaware of the young girl’s identity, were suddenly startled and burst into surprised clamor when they heard Long Fei.

Chu Feng slapped his forehead, wondering why it hadn’t occurred to him.

No wonder the Divine Sword Sect disciples were so protective of this girl; it turns out she is of the Royal Family.

Previously, at the Dragon and Phoenix Restaurant, Long Fei and Chu Feng had interacted with the Royal Family’s Ji Wanrong and Ji Haotian.

Upon careful observation, this girl did indeed bear some resemblance to Ji Wanrong.

All along, he had thought of himself as a genius in charming women.

Now, seeing his disciple who surpassed blue in brilliance, Chu Feng sighed deeply, silently admitting that Long Fei had surpassed him.

He took the path of flirting, while Long Fei took the path of making girls admire him.

This was indeed a great path, and he felt inferior in comparison.

Ji Wanyu cocked her little head and said, "Don’t try to cozy up to me, either admit defeat, or fight a battle. I am here as a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, unrelated to any princess status."

Long Fei smiled, shook his head and then vanished in a flash.

Ji Wanyu hadn’t even reacted when suddenly her wrist hurt.

When Long Fei reappeared, the Celestial Immortal Sword in her hand was already in his.

The observing disciples nearly dropped their glasses in shock, and even Murong Chong was greatly shaken within.

This mysterious cultivation technique was not simply a matter of moving and replacing an image; it was too fast for anyone to guard against.

Chu Feng smiled faintly, thinking that this guy had improved greatly in his spatial cultivation technique since breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

It seemed that on returning, he would have to really work hard to keep up.

Ji Wanyu clenched her little hand, shouting angrily, "Give me back my sword, you’re cheating."

"On the battlefield, if the enemy had taken your sword, he would have killed you already, how is that cheating? Would he really give your sword back and fight you again?"

Long Fei looked at the Emperor Yu’s Sword’s hilt, finally understanding why this sword had such power.

It was the founding Emperor of the Great Xia Country’s personal sword, bearing the imperial might and the power of faith worshipped by millions.

Just like Patriarch Buddha, admired by countless believers.

Each believer’s worship, the power of their faith conglomerated together, made Patriarch Buddha’s boundless Buddhist law.

The founding Emperor of the Great Xia Country, also worshipped by generations of people from the entire country.

This collective power was the power of faith, and the legendary imperial might.

Though the Emperor Yu’s Sword’s power seemed as formidable as the Celestial Immortal Sword, a closer look revealed only an Earth Immortal Sword’s essence, merely appearing like a Celestial Immortal-level magic artifact because of the added imperial aura.

Ji Wanyu pouted, narrowed her eyes and said, "Fine, fine, you win, I lose, aren’t you happy?"

"That’s more like it."

Long Fei chuckled and tossed the sword to her.

Chu Feng shouted from the side, "Be careful, she might be tricking us!"

Before his words had even settled, Ji Wanyu had already soared into the air, grabbed Emperor Yu’s Sword, and swung it down toward Long Fei.

The imperial Sword Qi surged out, resembling a tsunami crashing down.

Long Fei had anticipated this and had already vanished from the spot.

Although the Sword Qi was fierce, it was too slow.

With a thunderous noise, the thick rocky ground was cleaved into a trench that was over ten meters deep.

Fortunately, there was a Formation protecting this area, with Earth Elemental Force moving beneath, quickly healing the trench.

Ji Wanyu, holding the sword, looked around and pouted loudly, "Come out! Hiding your head and showing your tail, what kind of hero are you?"

Long Fei lightly laughed, "What hiding? I’m right above your head, okay?"

Ji Wanyu was startled, and the people around were also dumbfounded, thinking that Long Fei had disappeared from the spot and appeared above Ji Wanyu’s head as if he had broken through space, without any trace or shadow.

Murong Chong was shocked, "Could this be the legendary Spatial Law? Isn’t it said that only those in the Earth Immortal Realm could comprehend it?"

He was momentarily dazed, somewhat understanding what Long Fei meant by calling them frogs in a well.

"How dare you make a fool of me!" Ji Wanyu exclaimed, her lips pursed tightly as she swung her longsword upwards.

This time Long Fei did not flee but took out a black stick and met her Sword Qi head-on.

With a clash, Ji Wanyu’s palms shook violently.

Her slender hands numbed, and blood immediately started to seep out.

This Celestial Immortal Sword, capable of cutting through thorns and splitting rivers, was actually blocked by this unimpressive-looking broken stick.

The disciples around were utterly speechless, staring at Long Fei, wondering what kind of background this guy had.

Long Fei disappeared in mid-air and reappeared in front of Ji Wanyu.

Holding the stick, he looked at her and teasingly asked, "Well, are you convinced now?"

Ji Wanyu clenched her teeth, admitting defeat as she was no match for him in every aspect, even with the Celestial Immortal Sword being subdued by his stick.

"You win!"

She was reasonable enough to not continue the struggle.

Long Fei tossed her a porcelain bottle and said, "You’re more reasonable than your sister. Consider this Fourth-grade Pill a reward."

"Fourth-grade Pill?"

"Blowing his own trumpet?"

"Is this guy too full of himself?"

"In the whole world, there are likely only a handful of people who can refine a Fourth-grade Pill."

"It seems that our Divine Sword Sect doesn’t have one."

The crowd of disciples was skeptical, muttering that Long Fei and Chu Feng were just two freeloaders trying to impress girls.

Carelessly grabbing a medicine pill, just to deceive a little junior sister.

Ji Wanyu was also doubtful, and she immediately opened the porcelain bottle and took out a pill.

As a princess of the Royal Family, she had seen not only Fourth-grade but even Fifth-grade Pills.

The pill she held had four dragon patterns coiled around it, with black Mysterious Light flickering and a strong fragrance emanating, noticeable clearly even from a kilometer away.

No doubt, it was a Fourth-grade Pill!

This pill, held near the wound on her palm, released a medicinal aura that adhered to the wound and astonishingly healed it almost instantly.

People around her were neither fools nor blind and saw everything clearly.

Just moments ago, they were accusing him of being a fraud.

Now, it was completely silent, acknowledging that this was indeed a genuine Fourth-grade Pill.

Gosh, a whole bottle of them!