The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 533: The Omen is Not Good

"In Tiger Head Gorge, an area of about a hundred and ten miles had been developed, with various medicinal herbs planted in the valley.

This place was nourished by the energy of the mountains and waters, and the medicinal herbs grown here were a hundred times more effective than those planted on flat ground.

The valley was covered with patches of bamboo forests and was adorned with flowers and brocades, with pavilions, terraces, and towers constructed everywhere.

The Huangfu Family had managed this place for a hundred years, making it look like a tourist attraction.

Long Fei had guessed right, the Demon Chief that Yan Wuji and the others were looking for was indeed the Elder Ancestor of the Gao Family, Gao Zhenyue.

The moment he came out, Li Cangfeng took him here.

He had some connections with Huangfu Cheng, the Sect Leader of the Huangfu Family, and knew that he had extensive knowledge and probably knew of the matters related to the Hong Sect.

He indeed found the right person as Huangfu Cheng and his grandson Huangfu Qi had just returned from Xianggang.

He did not attend the Hong Sect’s assembly, but his grandson did, and under Zhang Jingbiao’s match-making, he even joined the Hong Sect.

Li Cangfeng felt as if the Immortals were helping him, finding the right place upon his first attempt.

Along the way, Gao Zhenyue’s antics left him speechless.

As soon as this old fellow came down the mountain and saw a car, he insisted the car was a demon.

With one palm strike, he crushed a Land Rover into rubble.

That wasn’t the end of it; just as he was finally getting used to cars, he came across a young couple in love on the road.

When they hugged and kissed, he declared they were corrupting public morals.

He went over, grabbed them, and began slapping them without hesitation.

Li Cangfeng felt that the old man would be well suited to work in the residents’ committee—his meddling in social norms seemed quite apt.

After asking about the matters of the Hong Sect, Gao Zhenyue naturally inquired about his own Gao Family with Huangfu Cheng and his grandson.

Huangfu Qi didn’t know much about the Hong Sect, but he knew a Gao vice-leader had just been killed.

Rumors were spreading on the streets that Chu Feng had done it.

Huangfu Qi had a grudge against Long Fei, and he dragged Long Fei into this, saying that this matter also involved him.

Gao Zhenyue was furious, not yet sure if Gao Yan was his own descendant, and picked himself up, ready to settle accounts with Chu Feng and Long Fei.

Li Cangfeng truly didn’t want to cause trouble and advised him to be patient, to recuperate fully first.

Gao Zhenyue, although he had escaped from Chu Feng and Long Fei, had certainly sustained serious injuries.

He had just recovered, allowing Chu Feng and Long Fei to take advantage of him.

Otherwise, with his three hundred years of cultivation, the outcome was far from certain.

Seeing that the valley was rich in medicinal herbs and spiritual energy, he patiently continued his cultivation here.

Li Cangfeng sighed with relief, but within a day, he found himself in a difficult situation again.

Gao Zhenyue’s cultivation of wicked techniques required the absorption of cultivators’ blood to continually enhance himself.

The blood of ordinary people no longer satisfied him.

He called over the Huangfu grandfather and grandson and Li Cangfeng to ask them about the cultivator families.

The Huangfu grandfather and grandson were thrilled, having waited just for this moment.

Although they were not from cultivator families, they had significant relations with them.

These families needed medicinal herbs, all of which they purchased from them.

However, some families were at odds with theirs, supporting many forces in Qingdong City to seize the medicinal market.

Their Huangfu Family could not contend with them and could only retreat step by step, watching as the competitors partitioned the market.

Now that Gao Zhenyue took the initiative to confront cultivator families, how could they not be excited?

The grandfather and grandson provided every last detail of the competing parties’ backing cultivator families to this old monster.

Under Li Cangfeng’s lead, the old monster nearly exterminated one family after another.

Yet, he remained a man of principle, sparing women, children, and the elderly, and not killing ordinary people.

The men who had a bit of cultivation were the ones to suffer, all being drained by him into dry corpses.

Li Cangfeng had recently turned to vegetarianism, feeling nauseous and vomiting at the mere smell of blood.

To think that he, a descendant of the Treasure Hunter Commandant, who used to enjoy the finest delicacies, had never suffered like this.

He did want to escape, but having been poisoned with the old monster’s paralysis pellet, he had no other choice but to follow him or face a certain death."

Cultivator Families were not single combatants; after three or four families suffered the calamity of extermination, the higher-ups were immediately alarmed.

Therefore, the demon-slaying operation was initiated by Yan Wuji and his companions.

On this day, early in the morning, Yan Wuji and his companions made a visit.

In the Capital City’s Yan Family, Huangfu Cheng was well-known, his reputation resounding like thunder.

He didn’t need to think to know that the visitors from the Yan Family were definitely related to Gao Zhenyue.

He immediately informed Elder Ancestor Gao, who looked gaunt and withered like a corpse when he came out.

Now he had undergone a drastic transformation, full of essence, qi, and spirit.

Apart from his white hair and beard, the rest of his skin was plump, his face radiant, muscles twisting like those of a strong man, and he even looked younger than Li Cangfeng.

Upon seeing him, Huangfu Cheng repeatedly praised and revered him as a divine being.

When Gao Zhenyue learned of this, he told Huangfu Cheng to bring that group of youngsters in to see what they wanted to do.

His cultivation level had now recovered to its peak state, and he didn’t take these youngsters seriously at all.

Huangfu Qi nodded in agreement and went out to have Yan Wuji and his companions led to a pavilion in a valley for reception.

The terrain here was flat, convenient for fighting.

Otherwise, if his ancestral hall was destroyed, he wouldn’t be able to bear it.

These halls and residences were all built with real Golden Silk Phoebe wood, very valuable indeed!

Several youngsters sat down in the pavilion, and servants immediately served tea.

The servants in this valley were all good-looking maids, wearing ancient-style skirts, and it felt like stepping through time upon entry.

Along the way, everyone observed the peculiarities around them.

Each Cultivator Family had its uniqueness.

The Yan Family was superior in killing, but not in investigation.

Everyone turned to look at Ma Dazhi, as the Ma Family were experts in this area.

Ma Dazhi was full of pride, thinking in his heart that at the critical moment, they still had to rely on him.

In his hand, he held the Qiankun Dragon-Seeking Plate passed down from his ancestors and gestured to a large hall up the slope, whispering, "There’s something unusual in that hall, a large magnetic force fluctuation, there are high-level beings inside."

"Let me divine for everyone!"

Yuann Tiangang’s descendant, Yuann Hua, took out a turtle shell, rattled it, and three copper coins bounced out.

This method was called the Six Yao Hexagrams, which required six tosses to form the hexagram.

Combined with the hexagram lines and changes, by using the day’s heavenly stems and earthly branches, and correlating them with the hexagrams from the "Book of Changes", they predicted fortune and misfortune.

Everyone was familiar with his method, and after he performed it six times and calculated the results, they eagerly asked, "Brother Yuann, how does it look?"

"Is it auspicious or ominous?"

"Will our journey be successful?"

Yuann Hua shook his head, frowning, "The situation is not good, fire of separation is hidden in the mountain, wind of Xun surrounds us, it’s ominously ominous, I’m afraid there’s risk to our lives."

"What?"

"Impossible, right?"

"Is your divination accurate?"

"With so many of us, are we still not a match for a demon chief?"

A group of people looked at each other with shock, their hearts suddenly panicked.

Shen Yan’er, on the other hand, was quite calm; in fact, she had the lowest cultivation level among these people, having just established her foundation.

Yan Wuji’s face darkened, and he scolded, "Don’t speak nonsense, undermining morale before a battle, what is your intention?"

Yuann Hua usually got along well with the Ma Family, so Yan Wuji took a dislike to him.

He shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Just telling the truth, if you don’t believe it, never mind."

Yan Wuji ignored him and turned to a young man, "Li Zongze, you do a divination."

Li Zongze was a descendant of Li Chunfeng, and normally, considering the friendship between the ancestors of the Li and Yuann families, their descendants should get along well.

However, both families relied on divination to make a living, became competitors, and naturally did not get along to any great extent.

The Li Family was closer to the Yan Family, and Yan Wuji trusted Li Zongze’s divinations.

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