The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 518 - 0: Making a Name in the Spell Circle

"Indeed, he escaped?"

Long Fei’s brows raised slightly, a bit surprised.

At the moment the formation was broken, Yu Canghai’s meridians were completely torn apart by the backlashing force.

At the crucial moment, he activated a small formation he had prepared in advance, the Earth Escape spell.

Right now, he and his disciple Tang Fengnian were already in a clearing over a dozen miles away.

As a spellcaster who was proficient in Qimen Dunjia, he naturally knew to leave a way out for himself.

Qimen involves geomancy and fortune-telling.

Dunjia involves arranging formations, as well as various escape techniques.

This was a battle of spells, not a fight to the death.

Yu Canghai, this old hand, had long been prepared for every eventuality.

He was spitting blood from his mouth, his face pallid, as Tang Fengnian felt for the pill they had prepared in advance and took it.

Tang Fengnian asked anxiously, "Master, what exactly happened just now?"

Yu Canghai said with resentment, "Despite all my calculations, I never expected this young man to actually understand Buddhist Law. The Karmic Fire of Buddhist Law is especially destinated to counteract Yin Malevolence Qi. Looking at his cultivation level, he seems to have already reached the Mage Realm."

Tang Fengnian exclaimed, "That’s impossible, surely? Across Huaxia, there are only so few who can be called mages right now, aren’t there?"

Yu Canghai replied, "But the power of the Karmic Fire he unleashed just now is definitely not something an ordinary Buddhist practitioner could muster. This young man is proficient in both Buddhist and Taoist arts; we should think of another plan and fight another day."

He was someone who held grudges; even if he couldn’t win, he wouldn’t give up easily.

Tang Fengnian helped him into the car, voicing his concern, "Master, are you alright physically?"

Yu Canghai shook his head, "I’m fine. I sensed danger earlier and left in time, only injuring my meridians. That pill I just took was specially sought by me from a Master of Pills; survival is not an issue."

"That’s good to hear, that’s very good to hear!"

Tang Fengnian nodded repeatedly, afraid that Long Fei might pursue them, he stepped on the gas, and the car quickly sped away.

This time, although they got away with their lives.

But from today onwards, the reputation of their magic artifact, cultivated over fifty years, along with the title of the number one Master of Spells in South Yangtze, was completely ruined.

Long Fei glanced over at the hillside opposite, where the spellcasters were so frightened they hurriedly moved back, dreading that Long Fei would go after them.

They knew that in this battle, Long Fei had won.

This young man was destined to make waves in the Spell Circle.

Defeating Yu Canghai was something many wouldn’t even dare to dream of doing.

Some already could not restrain themselves, they ran down to forge connections with Long Fei.

They eagerly announced their own names, "Master, I am Jinxi Wang Lang. Today I am fortunate to witness the grandeur of the Master. May I ask for your esteemed name, so I can visit you another day?"

"Master, I am Yanbei Zhang Sanqiao..."

"Western Border Yuan Cheng pays respect to the Master."

"Qinghai Li Zhengrong pays respect to the Master."

"Guandong Shen Chun pays respect to the Master."

They were renowned figures in the North Yangtze Sorcery World, honored guests of distinguished families in each province.

But before Long Fei, they acted as respectful as schoolchildren.

Long Fei merely nodded indifferently, courteously responding with a fist-and-palm salute.

Without saying much, he got into his taxi and drove away.

A crowd watched in stunned silence, commending the Master for his humility, to possess such cultivation yet still make a living driving a taxi.

They, who at the very least all drove Mercedes-Benz cars with drivers, knew well enough.

Geng Xiaojun and his friends were even more astonished, their eyes wide with disbelief; they hurried back to their villas and knocked on the doors.

The surrounding vegetation had turned to ash in this battle of spells, as if a great fire had swept through.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the villas were also shattered, and without significant repairs, the houses would be uninhabitable.

They hadn’t found Tang Fengnian and his disciple anywhere and feared that Long Fei had annihilated them.

Someone panicked and screamed, "What should we do, having provoked such a calamity? Should we also hide?"

"Big Brother, it seems like we just cursed at him!"

"Yeah, Big Brother, do you think he will hold it against us?"

"Brother Jun, why don’t you ask your father to say a few good words to him for us?"

A group of rich and official second-generations were terrified, the scene earlier was just like witnessing the arrival of a divine being.

Geng Xiaojun leaned on his wheelchair, his fingers trembling as he tried to appear calm and told everyone to disperse.

After consulting with Zhang Bin, he said with a worried look, "What should we do now? Go into hiding?"

Zhang Bin swallowed nervously and said, "Even if we hide, what can we do? He’s a divine being, we’re just ordinary people. If he sends a ghost or casts a spell, we’d be finished. In my opinion, we should go apologize to him in person!"

Geng Xiaojun glared at him and said, "Are you crazy? If we go there, wouldn’t he beat us to death?"

Zhang Bin reminded him, "Brother Jun, you can bring your father along! No man would strike a smiling face, if we bring gifts and apologize, he’d have no reason to kill us, right?"

Upon hearing this, Geng Xiaojun nodded repeatedly, and hastily took out his phone to call his father.

Turned out his father was exactly at Longjiawan Village.

Geng Xiaojun did not specify the matter, only mentioning that he had realized his mistake and wanted his father to help make an apology to Long Fei.

Geng Liang was surprised, wondering since when his son had suddenly become so sensible?

He agreed and told Geng Xiaojun to come over.

At that moment, he was in Longjiawan Village, drinking with Long Santai.

With the mayor visiting, Village Chief Li Fugui naturally made every effort to offer hospitality, directing villagers to slaughter a few local chickens and prepare some local specialty dishes for Geng Liang.

Lin Yingying didn’t cook, as she was well aware of her own culinary skills.

Geng Liang’s visit was to see Long Fei and to intercede on behalf of his son, so that Long Fei wouldn’t hold a grudge any longer.

With Long Fei absent, he could only wait patiently, pretending it was unintentional.

A major city’s mayor surely needed to preserve some dignity.

He couldn’t possibly tell others that he was specifically waiting for Long Fei; that would be too undignified.

Lin Yingying, aware of his thoughts, called Long Fei and learned he would soon return, which allowed her to relax slightly.

Geng Liang personally poured wine for Long Santai, being as polite as possible.

He suggested Long Santai offer some advice to the government, and Village Chief Li Fugui led the villagers in applause to welcome the suggestion.

Long Santai indelicately suggested the government look after the elderly’s lives better, proposing each lonely senior be provided with a companion. He heard the national population was declining, and perhaps, if these old men and women were happy, they might even contribute to the nation by having children again.

The villagers and reporters laughed at his jest, thinking how interesting this old man was, saying such outrageous things in front of the mayor.

If it were someone else, they would seize the opportunity to benefit themselves first, wouldn’t they?

Geng Liang also smiled. Compared to those fighting for fame and profit, he found himself rather fond of Long Santai’s carefree nature.

Soon, a taxi stopped on the road.

A group of people immediately got up to look and joyfully shouted, "Little Fei is back!"

"That’s the guy, busy with God knows what every day. Let’s get him over here quickly!"

Village Chief Li Fugui hurriedly urged his son.

Li Heiwa ran over with a smile and promptly called Long Fei to come.

Long Fei already knew what Geng Liang intended to do. Upon arrival, he first embraced Lin Yingying, causing her to blush deeply and inwardly scold him for not being low-key in front of so many people.

Long Fei genuinely wanted to hug her because, although it seemed easy within the formation, the peril he faced was known only to him.

A single misstep would have meant that his soul would scatter and his bones would disintegrate.

Geng Liang stood up, smiling, and as the mayor, he took the initiative to welcome Long Fei, shaking hands with him.

The officials following him were stunned, had they not seen it for themselves, they would have thought Long Fei was the son of some high-ranking official!

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