The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard

Long Fei understood Daoist Fiery Cloud very well; in his world, all the top students nationwide were admitted by the top-ranked school.

The top-ranked school was naturally prestigious, and those left as the second choice were somewhat inferior.

Mount Shu was this Shu State’s top-ranked institution, while Qingcheng gradually became the second choice.

Those with talent would naturally choose Mount Shu.

He said to Daoist Fiery Cloud, "My wife is alone; you seem to be preparing for three matches, right?"

Daoist Fiery Cloud replied, "Don’t worry, my friend, Qingcheng has a disciple who has just broken through to the Void Insight Realm, and can fight Mount Shu. Including your wife, we only need two matches to win against Mount Shu."

Long Fei shook his head, saying, "No, this is too risky."

Daoist Fiery Cloud frowned, asking, "What do you mean, my friend? Are you worried about your wife?"

Long Fei replied, "I’m not worried about my wife; I’m worried about your disciple. We must win; otherwise, the compensation for the victims will be greatly reduced."

Daoist Fiery Cloud stroked his beard, saying, "Don’t worry, my friend. Although this disciple of mine is not well-known, she is considered a famous young disciple of Mount Shu. If she fights, she will surely win!"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands to summon the disciple.

Soon, outside the main hall, a woman dressed in white entered, bathed in sunlight, appearing like a white-clothed fairy descending to the mortal world.

Her long black hair hung down to her waist, devoid of any secular aura, and she gracefully greeted Daoist Fiery Cloud, "Suzhen greets Master."

"Suzhen?"

Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya both stared at the woman, momentarily taken aback.

Daoist Fiery Cloud smiled and introduced, "Suzhen, quickly pay your respects to your senior sister. With her help this time, our Qingcheng Sect will surely win!"

The woman looked at Wang Xiaoya, whose large eyes were also observing her.

In terms of appearance and temperament, they were equally matched.

However, this woman appeared more classical, like someone stepping out of a landscape painting.

"Suzhen pays her respects to Senior Sister!"

The woman bowed towards Wang Xiaoya.

Wang Xiaoya curiously asked, "Is your surname Bai?"

The woman raised her eyebrows, glanced at her, and nodded, "Yes, does Senior Sister know me?"

Wang Xiaoya shook her head with a smile, saying, "I didn’t know you before, but now I do."

She walked over, took Bai Suzhen’s arm, twirled her around once, and said, "Not bad, not bad, even more beautiful than the Bai Suzhen I heard of."

Bai Suzhen gave Wang Xiaoya a dry smile, not knowing what she was marveling at.

Long Fei cleared his throat, gesturing for Wang Xiaoya to stay calm.

The world is vast, and everything is just a coincidence.

If Xu Xian were to pop up, that would be truly remarkable.

Wang Xiaoya realized her loss of composure and quickly released Bai Suzhen’s arm, saying, "Sister Bai, I just feel naturally close to you, please don’t mind me!"

Bai Suzhen smiled warmly, "What are you saying, Senior Sister? I also feel very close to you."

Everyone in the main hall chuckled.

Daoist Fiery Cloud said, "Alright, from now on, we are all family; no need for such formalities. It’s getting late; let’s go face Mount Shu together!"

A group of elders stood up, their expressions solemn.

Even with Wang Xiaoya joining them, the expressions on their faces remained tense.

Outside in the sky, sword lights streaked across from afar, resembling a rainbow crossing the sky.

Young cultivators were riding flying swords, tracing arcs through the air, landing on the surface of the lake one after another.

These cultivators were handsome and well-built, each possessing the demeanor of a dragon or phoenix, true young talents.

They were clad in cyan clothing with gold-trimmed collars.

Their waists were adorned with jade belts, and they wore jade crowns on their heads.

Compared to them, the surrounding loose cultivators and ordinary people seemed much more humble.

The crowd applauded and cheered at their presence.

That earlier move of descending from the sky without losing speed yet landing gracefully.

This level of control over the flying sword is something beyond ordinary people.

"Elders, please!"

The disciples stepped on the water, clasping their fists towards the sky.

In the rear, an Immortal Crane, a pair of Golden-Winged Rocs, and a peacock bird approached, each carrying an old man.

They landed together, standing under a pavilion by the lake.

One elder, with a bristling beard, looked around dissatisfied and shouted, "What kind of tricks is Qingcheng Sect playing, not even knowing the basic manners? We’ve arrived as their guests, yet these hosts are nowhere to be seen."

A monk-like person, with a bitter face like Ku Zhu, replied with a clasped palm and a sound of Amitabha, "Junior Brother, don’t shout around, it undermines the dignity of our Mount Shu. Qingcheng Sect, probably hiding on the mountain, dare not come. Let’s be patient; it’s them who should be worried at this point."

By his side, a monk disciple appeared in strong contrast, with a cheerful expression.

An elder dressed as a Daoist stroked his long beard and sat down under the pavilion by himself.

The monk and the bearded man followed and had just sat down when Daoist Fiery Cloud’s voice came from afar, "Brother Li, five hundred years without meeting, yet your temper is still so fiery!"

He led Long Fei and others over, his robe fluttering as he strode confidently with hands clasped behind his back.

The bearded man jumped up in frustration, shouting, "You red-faced old monster, you’re blaming my temper for your incompetence?"

The Daoist and the monk beside him showed courtesy and greeted Daoist Fiery Cloud and his group.

Daoist Fiery Cloud and the elders returned the gesture.

Behind them, Bai Suzhen discreetly introduced to Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya, "This is Xuan Zhenzi, the head disciple among the twelve of Long Eyebrow Immortal, the Ancestor of Mount Shu. The monk with a bitter face is the Second Elder, Diligent Austerity Hermit, and the smiling one is his disciple, Monk Yixiao. The bearded man is Fourth Elder, Bearded Immortal Li Yuanhua—bad temper and loud voice."

The big figures were discussing in front while the disciples chatted behind.

The disciples of Mount Shu openly gaped at Bai Suzhen and Wang Xiaoya, teasing a young male disciple.

The young disciple had a handsome face with an extraordinary aura.

He was attractive, quiet, with eyes fixed on Bai Suzhen.

As Long Fei surveyed these disciples, he noticed a female disciple standing coldly in front, likely Mount Shu’s main contestant for the match.

Her brows resembled swords, carrying a sharp aura.

Her face was icy, with a frosty expression.

Yet her features were beautiful, making her a cold beauty.

Long Fei had assumed that Mount Shu was bringing elite forces this time, but who knew they were so dismissive of Qingcheng Sect.

On the scene, perhaps only two or three could actually fight.

These old folks exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Bearded Immortal Li Yuanhua, with his impatient nature, shouted, "Enough, can we stop wasting time? Let’s start the match. After we win, I can replace the plaque for Qingcheng Sect." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Daoist Fiery Cloud frowned, "What plaque?"

Bearded Immortal with a wave of his hand, took out a redwood plaque from his Storage Ring.

The plaque bore golden characters that said, "Mount Shu Sect Qingcheng Gate."

Daoist Fiery Cloud’s face turned even redder with anger, and he bluntly retorted, "Li Yuanhua, you have gone too far. The outcome of this match is still unknown. You’re aiming high; be careful you don’t fall to your death."

Li Yuanhua laughed, eyeing the disciples behind Daoist Fiery Cloud, "Red-faced old monster, no need to get angry. I’m just stating facts, why are you so agitated? Look at your disciples, which one can contend with my Mount Shu disciples? Not to mention the disciples, which of you old folks dare to exchange a few moves with me, Bearded Immortal? If any of you can defeat me, I will eat this plaque right in front of you."

The Qingcheng Sect elders were so enraged they stepped forward but found themselves taking a step back.

Who was Li Yuanhua? A renowned Sword Immortal in Shu State.

His cultivation had already broken through to the Mahayana Realm, far beyond their reach.