The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1305: Genius Confrontation

Long Fei nodded, thinking to himself how fortunate it was to have allies in the sect; the old man had already paved the way.

Unlike the others, who were running around this place like headless flies.

He scanned the crowd for Chu Feng and the others but couldn’t spot anyone—it was unclear where those guys had gone.

The cultivators battling Blood Spirits within the Blood Sea withdrew one after another.

The further forward they advanced, the more Blood Spirits appeared. It was impossible to bypass the area by taking another path.

Long Fei stared at the Blood Spirits with excitement. If he could devour all the Blood Spirits in this Blood Sea...

His Witch God Flag would undoubtedly evolve a tier upward.

However, to activate the Witch God Flag would require an enormous expenditure of spiritual power.

Considering the number of people, as well as enemies present, this wasn’t an ideal place for fully concentrating on refining Blood Spirits.

He grabbed Wang Xiaoya and prepared to slip away from the crowd to find a secluded location for his plans.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted behind them.

Someone yelled, "Which fellow cultivator will assist me? One of Long Fei’s scoundrel brothers is right here!"

The crowd raised their heads in unison, their gazes falling on the sky above.

There, a group of people was besieging a youth. The youth bore golden wings on his back and wielded a golden Feather Sword—who else could it be but Wang Jie?

The attackers were dressed in Mount Mao Sect’s robes, with Lin Daoyi, the sect’s genius, leading them.

The Mount Mao Sect excelled in talisman scripts but was evidently lackluster in direct combat.

With his speed, Wang Jie darted and weaved through their encirclement.

Not only did he prevent them from gaining the upper hand, but he also managed to slay two of them with one sword strike, staining the sky with blood.

Among Long Fei’s group, Wang Jie had acquired the Golden-Winged Great Roc Bloodline and followed a half-body-refinement cultivation path.

His cultivation level was slightly stronger than Liu Jiangnan’s, but still far inferior to Chu Feng and Murong Chong.

By now, his robe was already spattered with blood.

Someone raised their longsword and shouted, "Mount Shu Sect lends a hand!"

Disciples of Mount Shu Sect, under the lead of their genius Zichuan, were the first to step forward and provide support.

Their flashing sword lights enveloped Wang Jie the instant they joined the fray.

There was a thunderous explosion, and the air visibly trembled.

Wang Jie’s wings were dyed in blood as he plummeted toward the ground. With a massive crash, he struck the earth, leaving a deep pit behind.

"Mount Wudang is here as well!"

Wudang Sect’s genius Lin Daoqi also led a team forward, emboldened by Long Fei’s absence.

Such a chance for recognition and accomplishment was one they would not miss.

With these two premier sects taking the lead, the other first-rate sects were eager to join in and showcase their strength.

One by one, they declared their affiliations and rushed into the melee.

Before long, over a thousand cultivators had surrounded Wang Jie.

Long Fei felt a wave of frustration. At last, he understood his reputation in the Cultivation World.

Any call to eliminate him seemed to garner overwhelming support.

Even Heavenly Human Sect’s senior disciple Zhu Yuchen showed some integrity. A disciple asked him, "Senior Brother, if our Heavenly Human Sect doesn’t intervene, wouldn’t that be too dishonorable?"

Zhu Yuchen snorted disdainfully, "Gang up on the few with many and you call that honor? What is the Cultivation World becoming? No wonder it lets a Demon Chief run rampant!"

That singular remark spared them from trouble. Long Fei refrained from targeting them and rose into the air, transforming into a streak of rainbow light as he kicked into the crowd attacking Wang Jie.

Mount Mao Sect genius Lin Daoyi released a golden talisman, intending to cast it down upon Wang Jie.

Long Fei descended from the air and planted his foot squarely on Lin Daoyi’s head.

The Primordial Unity Gold Cauldron emitted a beam of Mysterious Light, capturing the golden talisman within.

With a resounding thud, Lin Daoyi’s skull felt like it had been struck by a mountain. He crashed heavily into the ground, scattering dirt and dust everywhere, and left a huge indent on the terrain.

The sheer number of assailants meant that even witnessing this unexpected turn of events, they didn’t halt their advance.

Sword Qi lashed downward like whips from the sky.

Sword Qi encircled them on all sides, forming a five-colored Sword Qi net in mid-air.

Long Fei’s storage ring flashed, and forty-nine Copper Coconut Divine Wood Swords shot out simultaneously.

With an audible hum, the longswords rose, spinning around Long Fei and Wang Jie before clashing ferociously with the oncoming Sword Qi.

Long Fei extended both arms wide and let out a thunderous shout: "Strike!"

All forty-nine swords flew forth, stabbing through the surrounding disciples one after another.

Blood sprayed in every direction, piercing through flesh and bone. Screams and cries of pain echoed as bodies collapsed to the ground.

The surging killing intent left the disciples from the various factions utterly terrified; they retreated hastily, withdrawing their magical weapons.

Long Fei helped Wang Jie sit upright, stuffing a healing Fifth-Grade Pill into his mouth, as they remained surrounded by the crowd.

With his Spiritual Energy Barrier on, no one could clearly see his appearance.

Someone yelled, "You vile scum, who are you? Why collude with evildoers?"

"The robe he’s wearing is from Heavenly Human Sect."

"Heavenly Human Sect? Isn’t that the disciples cultivating on Kongtong Mountain?"

"Are you Heavenly Human Sect planning to stand against all other factions?"

"..."

The crowd pointed their longswords at him, hesitant to approach due to the overwhelming killing intent he exuded.

Disciples from Heavenly Human Sect, led by Zhu Yuchen, hurried over and shouted at Long Fei urgently: "What’s going on here? Who allowed you to act?"

Though Zhu Yuchen abhorred bullying the weak, he had no desire to bear the stigma of allying with a Demon Chief.

Lin Daoyi, clutching his swollen head, got up, aided by his Wudang Sect brother Lin Daoqi. Angrily, he pointed at Long Fei and cursed, "He is not a disciple of Heavenly Human Sect; he’s Long Fei! He just used swords from Mount Shu Sect—those Copper Coconut Divine Wood Swords!"

Mount Shu Sect genius Zichuan brandished the Ziyi Sword and roared, "Demon Chief, hiding your face—how do you call yourself a hero?"

Long Fei removed his barrier, revealing himself.

The crowd gasped in shock; they never expected it to truly be Long Fei.

Even Heavenly Human Sect’s Zhu Yuchen widened his eyes, totally blindsided by the fact that the Demon Chief had been lurking among their ranks all along.

They had been foolishly thinking Long Fei was one of their junior disciples.

Zhu Yuchen drew his sword and pointed it at Long Fei with a shout, "Demon Chief, what did you do to my junior brother?"

Long Fei responded calmly, "Your junior brother was killed by a Tree Demon—it has nothing to do with me. I only borrowed his Spiritual Energy Barrier."

"Utter nonsense!"

Red with rage, Zhu Yuchen refused to believe him.

Long Fei ignored him, surveying the crowd and declaring, "You lot—disciples of prestigious sects—ganging up just to bully the few? What kind of heroes are you? Weren’t you aiming to kill my brother? Fine, now step forward as you please."

The disciples, well aware of his formidable reputation, remained silent without daring to respond.

Wudang genius Lin Daoqi yelled, "Demon Chief, don’t pretend here to be imposing. With your current Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage cultivation level, what makes you think you can contend with us?"

The Lin siblings were both prodigies.

One was a disciple of Wudang Sect, the other a disciple of Mount Mao Sect.

After Lin Daoyi had just been beaten into a humiliating state, his elder brother Lin Daoqi was naturally furious.

Long Fei eyed the two, chuckling coldly, "If you’re dissatisfied, feel free to attack—my Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage cultivation can kill the likes of you as easily as slaughtering dogs!"

"You!"

Fury erupted across the crowd, each person’s face flushed with anger—they hadn’t expected Long Fei to compare them to dogs.

"I’ll cut him down!"

Lin Daoqi raised his hand, summoning a longsword. It thrummed as it was readied to strike.

The dazzling sword aura was so potent, it formed a rotating Yin Yang Fish ring on its surface.

Someone exclaimed, "That’s Wudang’s ultimate treasure—the Yin Yang Dual Qi Sword, isn’t it?"

"Correct! That’s the divine sword left behind by Wudang Sect’s ancestor—it integrates Yin Yang Dual Qi and is incomparable in both attack and defense."

"This Demon Chief still thinks he’s of Tianzhu Mountain’s caliber. A mere Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage challenger dares to face a Nascent Soul Realm Peak genius?"

"He will surely die this time!"

The crowd whispered eagerly, their gazes fixed on Long Fei, ready to swarm like ravenous wolves should he falter in the battle.

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