The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1306: Building a Bridge Over the Sea

Zichuan’s gaze flickered, but he remained silent.

He wanted to wait until Long Fei and Lin Daoqi were tangled in a fight before taking the opportunity to strike and kill Wang Jie.

If he couldn’t kill Long Fei, killing Long Fei’s brother would undoubtedly also be an achievement renowned across the martial world.

The two factions were about to clash when—

A shout came from not far away: "The Iron Chain Bridge has appeared! Quick, cross the bridge!"

The sky was dim and gray, obscuring the time.

Yet it was now midday, and the flames beneath the earth surged fiercely, heating the Blood Sea until it churned even more violently.

It bubbled and frothed, contracting rapidly toward both sides.

Now, appearing before everyone was a ten-thousand-meter-long bridge, connected by five or six thick iron chains.

Crossing this Blood Sea would lead to countless opportunities on the other side.

A group of disciples didn’t hesitate; they stepped onto the bridge and rushed to the other side.

The Blood Spirits couldn’t leave the Blood Sea. They emerged from its sides, growling eerily at the disciples on the Iron Chain Bridge but made no move to obstruct them.

The disciples from various sects, who had initially surrounded Long Fei and Wang Jie, all dashed toward the Iron Chain Bridge at once.

"Demon Chief, I’ll spare your wretched life for now," Lin Daoqi sneered venomously, spitting out curses in frustration. With no audience to witness the fight, there was no point in continuing—and being a step slower meant opportunities would fall into others’ hands.

Just as he tried to leave, Long Fei flung his Copper Coconut Divine Wood Sword, forming a sword array behind Lin Daoqi and blocking his escape route.

"Who are you calling a mutt?"

Others might fixate on treasures and opportunities, but Long Fei didn’t care for them at all.

Lin Daoqi snapped, "What do you want?"

"To kill you!"

Long Fei clapped his hands together, gathering forty-nine Copper Coconut Divine Wood Swords, which swept toward Lin Daoqi like a torrent of blades.

Lin Daoqi’s brother, Lin Daoyi, who had recovered after taking a Pill, shouted urgently from behind, "Big brother, I’ll help you!"

Charging forward with his sword, he unleashed Mount Mao’s Heavenly Thunder Talisman, transforming it into golden light that exploded in the air.

With a deafening crash, waves of rolling thunder struck directly toward Long Fei in a frenzy.

Lightning filled the skies, illuminating both Long Fei and Wang Jie below.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoya sprang forward, with the Chaos Green Lotus floating above her head, emitting a radiant green glow to shield Long Fei and Wang Jie.

At the same time, she removed her mask, revealing pitch-black hair and a peerlessly beautiful face, leaving the surrounding disciples slack-jawed.

Zhu Yuchen stood stunned, unable to believe that Long Fei still had allies within their ranks.

Zichuan chuckled disdainfully, "You members of Kongtong Celestial Sect truly harbor every kind of filth!"

"Shut up!"

Zhu Yuchen shouted, instructing his junior disciples to remove their masks.

The lightning technique could only be resisted through brute force or avoided using magical treasures.

With Long Fei possessing the Spatial Law, the Lightning Technique was ineffective against him, but it could harm Wang Jie.

As Wang Xiaoya acted, the Chaos Green Lotus flashed its green light, dispelling all the lightning.

With a wave of her hand, she unleashed the Red Flame Gourd Vine, which struck fiercely toward Lin Daoyi.

There was a loud bang in the air, and sparks erupted everywhere.

Lin Daoyi immediately dodged, swiftly brandishing his sword to form a Sword Qi barrier in front of him.

Bang!

Crack!

The Red Flame Gourd Vine struck the barrier, shattering it with explosive force, causing cracks on the ground as fire sparks scattered upward.

The crowd was stunned—no one had anticipated that this woman, as elegant as a fairy, could be so ferocious.

Lin Daoqi roared, "Demon Chief, all of you deserve death!"

With a swipe of his hand, he retrieved a yellow cloth bundle.

The Yin Yang Totem emerged from the bundle and enveloped all the Copper Coconut Divine Wood Swords within it.

Long Fei raised an eyebrow and quickly formed a sword seal to recall the swords.

But the cloth bundle was able to sever his spiritual power, fully trapping the Copper Coconut Divine Wood Swords.

Someone shouted, "That’s Mount Wudang’s Primordial Unity Tai Chi Chart, isn’t it?"

"It must be! That treasure can envelop all magical items. The Demon Chief’s fortune ends here."

"Take the opportunity to kill the Demon Chief!"

Wudang disciples erupted with excitement, stepping in formation and surrounding Long Fei with a Sword Array.

But Long Fei was not one to accept losses. He immediately summoned the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Flag, raising it to block the Wudang disciples and trap them inside.

Even Lin Daoqi, who had been smug moments ago, was suddenly enveloped in dark mist.

The Twelve Witch God Spirits, following Long Fei, had absorbed ample murderous aura along the way.

The flag’s cloth had been refined from the skin of an Ancient Great Witch and was the only material capable of bearing such a heavy load of murderous aura.

Any other material would have been destroyed by the sheer intensity of the aura.

The Twelve Witch Gods roared as they appeared, resembling descending demon monsters, grabbing Wudang disciples and devouring them whole.

Zichuan, the Mount Shu disciples, and the hundreds of spectators around them were all terrified, retreating in panic.

"Big brother!"

Lin Daoyi shouted from outside the formation.

Inside, Lin Daoqi was equally horrified. Hastily, he released Long Fei’s Copper Coconut Divine Wood Swords, wrapping himself in the Primordial Unity Tai Chi Chart. Mysterious Tai Chi Light flashed, and he suddenly escaped to the outside.

The Witch God Flag’s formation was unable to contain Lin Daoqi.

Long Fei was momentarily surprised. His eyes gleamed as he stared at the Tai Chi Chart, muttering to himself, "What an extraordinary treasure—mine, it’s all mine!"

The treasure, of course, was exceptional.

Crafted by Mount Wudang’s founding ancestor, it was classified as Human Immortal-level.

An unmatched defense artifact—it could envelop enemy magical treasures and shield its owner for ethereal escape.

But ten Wudang disciples had not been as lucky; the Witch God Spirits devoured them entirely in moments.

Lin Daoqi stared at Long Fei in terror. "This Demon Chief is too brutal, with far too many treasures. We’d best not confront him for now."

Calling out to his brother, Lin Daoqi quickly fled.

A group of Wudang and Mount Mao disciples followed him in retreat.

Zichuan naturally didn’t linger for a one-on-one fight with Long Fei. He led the Mount Shu disciples to flee as well.

In the blink of an eye, the area emptied as disciples scattered in every direction.

Zhu Yuchen of Kongtong Celestial Sect watched Long Fei with a furrowed brow, his longsword trembling in his hand.

Wang Xiaoya exclaimed charmingly, "Why haven’t you left yet? My husband said he wouldn’t kill your junior disciples, so there’s no reason to mistrust his words."

She had a favorable impression of Zhu Yuchen and didn’t want Long Fei to offend anyone further.

Earlier, someone’s call had incited chaos, mobilizing everyone against them.

Now, Long Fei had truly become a Demon Chief.

Beauty’s words carried weight—Zhu Yuchen didn’t trust Long Fei’s declarations, but Wang Xiaoya’s assurance gave him pause. He led his disciples away without causing further trouble for Long Fei.

On the Iron Chain Bridge, tens of thousands of disciples had already crossed.

The bubbles in the Blood Sea gradually subsided, as if mimicking tidal ebb, creeping steadily toward the bridge. With the noon hour gone, the opportunity to cross the Blood Sea wouldn’t come again until tomorrow.

With everyone departing, only Long Fei, Wang Jie, and Wang Xiaoya remained in peace.

Wang Jie’s complexion slowly regained color. As the wounds on his wings and body healed, he gradually opened his eyes.

The Blood Sea once more converged, and the Iron Chain Bridge sank beneath it.

Wang Jie fixed his gaze on the Blood Sea, rising guiltily and apologizing to Long Fei, "Big brother, I’ve delayed your plans."

Long Fei patted his shoulder with a laugh. "Don’t be so formal. As long as you’re fine, nothing else matters."

Wang Jie frowned. "But the Iron Chain Bridge has sunk. We’ve lost our opportunity to cross."

Long Fei asked, "Have you seen Chu Feng and the others?"

Wang Jie replied, "Yesterday, I communicated with the Transmission Jade. Second and Third Brother are together—they seemed to have crossed to the other side yesterday with the Extraterritorial Cultivators."

"They went over yesterday?"

Long Fei’s brows furrowed.

Wang Jie added, "Big brother, don’t you remember the Flame Emperor’s Banquet Painting sold at Divine Dragon Auction House? It not only contained the banquet but also a map to the other side. I communicated with them and hurried here. Along the way, I encountered Wudang disciples and have been caught up with them ever since."

"We must get over there. If not, they might face danger."

Rubbing his temples, Long Fei reconsidered the situation. Initially, he had planned merely to absorb Blood Spirits near the shores.

The opportunities on the other side had been seized or taken, swept clean by countless hands. Crossing now, who knew what was left?

But learning Chu Feng and the others were there... this changed the equation.

They couldn’t risk leaving them behind. With so many disciples crossing together, any confrontation could overwhelm Chu Feng and his allies.

The three of them approached the edge of the Blood Sea. Watching the murderous Blood Spirits still lingering within it, Wang Jie asked anxiously, "With the Blood Sea undisturbed and the Blood Spirits still alive, it’s impossible for us to cross."

Wang Xiaoya pursed her lips thoughtfully, suggesting, "If we could make the Blood Sea boil again, causing it to retreat, wouldn’t the Iron Chain Bridge reappear?"

"Worth a try."

Staring thoughtfully at the distant mountain peaks, Long Fei mused silently. This wife of his, after all, was resourceful—her sudden insights in critical moments were certainly admirable.

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