The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 532 - 0: Comparing Lightness Skills

On the beach, the sea breeze caressed, and the night was beautiful.

"Do you want it?" Bai Jie’er asked as she gazed at Long Fei, her voice naturally carrying a seductive tone.

Long Fei’s adrenaline surged wildly; he had never encountered such a direct woman before.

Her slender fingers grasped behind him, her body pressed against his. Her lips slid over the shell of his ear, exhaling warm breaths as she whispered, "It’s okay, if you want me, I’m all yours eventually anyway. Our Fox Clan’s pathways are winding and much different from your Human Race’s. I promise you’ll like it."

"Your seduction skills are not bad, the voice, the scent, you’ve got the whole package. Too bad, I’m a decent man."

His hand grabbed Bai Jie’er’s buttocks and he stood up to separate from her.

Stamping her feet, Bai Jie’er complained, "Is this not fun for you? Why do you always treat me like an enemy?"

Long Fei shot back with a glance, "Isn’t it you who treats me like an enemy? Who else uses their seduction techniques on their friends all the time?"

"This is natural for me, okay?"

Bai Jie’er muttered to herself, truly exasperated.

She had just tried every trick in the book, yet she still couldn’t bewitch Long Fei, much to her surprise.

When the two of them returned, passing by the downstairs, Shen Yan’er, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gave Long Fei a glance and suddenly furrowed her brows.

When she looked again, Long Fei and Bai Jie’er were nowhere to be seen.

Shen Yan’er murmured to herself, "What’s going on, am I seeing things now?"

Staying in a suite by herself, she just came out from a bath wrapped in the hotel’s bath towel, her fair long legs exposed, enhancing her sexiness.

After a while, someone knocked on the door outside. Yan Wuji called from the other side, "Yan’er, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us. Open the door, and I can explain."

Shen Yan’er was seething with frustration internally. If it wasn’t for this mission, she would have wanted to kill Yan Wuji.

That guy, daring to grab her buttocks.

She called out in a muffled voice to the other side of the door, "Just go, I don’t want to see you or hear your explanations. From tonight on, you’d better stay away from me."

Yan Wuji clenched his fist, really wanting to burst through the door.

He restrained himself, and put on a courteous front, "Alright, then you should go to sleep early! We should get up early tomorrow and depart."

Shen Yan’er ignored him, sitting in the room stewing in her anger.

She had come to Binhai City this time intending to meet someone.

But recalling his arrogant demeanor last time, she felt infuriated.

She admitted he had some skills.

But no matter how skilled a person, how could they overpower an organization.

In terms of cultivation resources, who could have more than what an organization provides.

She had reached out to him in goodwill to join the Dragon Group, and that bastard actually rejected her, truly an affront to her.

Shen Yan’er sat on the sofa, the more she thought, the angrier she got, and she took an irritated sip of red wine, cursing him in her heart.

In a room on the other side of the corridor, Long Fei sneezed heavily and rubbed his nose with a furrowed brow.

He sent a message to Lin Yingying, wondering if that person was cursing him.

He hadn’t done anything after all; he even took a photo of his room with his phone to prove his innocence.

Lin Yingying was probably asleep, as she hadn’t replied at all; she certainly had a carefree spirit.

It was Su Yiyi who had sent him a message, asking if he was asleep.

Long Fei asked what was wrong, and she said she was suffering from insomnia, unable to sleep.

Long Fei consoled her, telling her to relax, not to put too much pressure on herself.

Now, with his influence, he could choose any high school for her, even if her scores weren’t enough.

Su Yiyi sent a determined emoji, saying she wanted to get into high school by her own merit and would not let Long Fei down.

Long Fei smiled and told her to go to bed early.

He thought about it and decided that one day he would open Su Yiyi’s governor and conception vessels to see if she had the talent.

If she did, she could follow him in cultivation in the future.

If not, it could at least be considered a boost to her health.

If one cultivates, the Divine Sea will be greatly expanded. Even if they don’t become particularly adept, they’ll still be stronger than the average person.

After one night had passed, Yan Wuji left early with his people.

Long Fei bid Bai Jie’er farewell, originally planning to go alone.

However, Bai Jie’er was unwilling to part, also wanting to join the excitement and claiming that a hero gathering couldn’t possibly lack her presence.

Long Fei thought, You’re a fox, what kind of hero does that make you?

Unable to withstand her pestering, he took Bai Jie’er with him.

The two settled their account and drove towards Tiger Head Gorge.

Binhai was mountainous, with hills stretching along its border with Qingdong City. Tiger Head Gorge was nestled between the mountain ridges.

The last time Long Fei had gone there with An Xiaoke, An Xiaoke had mentioned it to Long Fei on the road.

The mountains were now covered with medicinal herbs, including within Tiger Head Gorge itself.

The Huangfu Family, being titans of the medicinal herb industry, had monopolized all the medicinal herbs in the area, making Tiger Head Gorge their family’s forbidden ground.

After a two-hour journey, Long Fei and Bai Jie’er found a place nearby to park the car, concealing it with tree branches.

They didn’t plan to go through the main entrance. With the grudge that had been settled with the Huangfu Family in Xianggang, it would be strange if they allowed him in through the Open Gate.

The ridges here were not high, the highest being only around three hundred meters.

Looking up, Long Fei asked Bai Jie’er, "Can you make it up there?"

Bai Jie’er laughed lightly, "What kind of joke is that? I grew up in the mountains."

"Almost forgot!"

Long Fei smiled, noticing her all-white dress didn’t look fit for mountain climbing at all.

Bai Jie’er tied up her long hair behind her and threw a challenge to Long Fei, "Let’s have a race to see who can get up there first."

"Sure!"

Long Fei was genuinely interested.

Bai Jie’er’s eyes sparkled, "Since it’s a contest, we should wager something."

"What’s your idea?"

Long Fei was indifferent, quite confident in himself.

Bai Jie’er said, "The loser has to carry the winner on their back for the rest of the way up the mountain."

Long Fei chuckled, "Not bad, I’ve ridden motorcycles and donkeys, but I’ve never ridden a fox."

Bai Jie’er curled her lip slightly, "Don’t get ahead of yourself. It’s not decided yet who will ride whom!"

No sooner had her words fallen than she sprang upward, her arms outstretched, leaping towards the mountain.

Her white dress billowed, resembling a white butterfly dancing in the air.

"That’s cheating, you didn’t even say ’start’ before you took off?"

Long Fei followed swiftly, his steps powered by Essential Qi, leaping five to six meters high, exerting his physical strength to its utmost.

His muscles tensed, like a spring compressing, accompanied by a dull thud.

"This isn’t lightness skill, this is Savage Strength!"

Bai Jie’er laughed softly as a long tail whipped out from behind her dress, creating a current in the air and carrying her body as if she were flying.

Last time, when she left from the lake, she had employed the same technique.

She stepped up, each leap reaching over a dozen meters in height.

With a touch on the rocky mountain, she traced a white arc in the air, and within moments, stood atop the peak.

Long Fei’s eyes followed her, his face full of surprise.

Three seconds behind, he finally believed that women in long dresses from the fairy tales could truly climb mountains.

Bai Jie’er, hands behind her back, boasted, "Little pony, get down and carry your master!"

Long Fei smiled and bent down; relying on mere physical strength, he indeed couldn’t surpass her.

If he had used spiritual power, it wouldn’t have been a problem, but then, if he won and she really had to carry him, Long Fei wasn’t thick-skinned enough for that.

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