The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard

Early the next morning, Lin Yingying, Wang Xiaoya, and Lin Shanshan, all dressed in splendid attire, had the Nine-Headed Wolf pull the carriage towards Li Mountain in Guanzhong.

Five Little Kirin accompanied them on the journey.

The Nine-Headed Wolf sped along with pride and felt as if it too belonged to the Immortal Realm.

Originally a three-headed wolf, it grew to nine heads as its physical cultivation improved.

Its golden fur billowed in the wind, embodying the demeanor of a beast with a divine bloodline.

Ao Jie went up the mountain early, waiting outside Long Fei’s door.

When Long Fei came out and saw him, he smiled faintly, "Have you properly informed your father?"

Ao Jie nodded.

Long Fei reminded him, "I’ll say it again, in the next ten years your life will be very challenging, potentially becoming a body of extreme yin and malevolence. If you regret it now, I won’t force you."

Ao Jie kowtowed and said, "I will not regret it, Master, please rest assured."

"Since that’s the case, I’ll say no more!"

Long Fei raised his hand to produce a Chaos Green Lotus seed, giving it to Ao Jie, then transformed him into a small dragon the size of a loach and put him in his sleeve.

Ao Jie only heard the wind outside, his heart filled with complex emotions, uncertain about what he would face.

He thought of his mother and the Ninth Princess, secretly resolving that no matter what he encountered, he would persevere.

When he returned to the light, he found himself in front of a boundless Blood River.

Long Fei was engaged in some conversation with an old man.

This old man was engulfed in Yin Malevolence Qi but carried Saintly Purple Qi, intimidating enough that one wouldn’t dare to look directly at him.

Surrounding him was a powerful malevolence, with no spiritual energy at all.

Were it not for Long Fei’s Chaos Green Lotus seed protecting him, he would have been worn down by this Yin Malevolence Qi.

A group of women came over at this time, laughing and chatting amongst themselves. They wore brightly colored red and yellow clothing, revealing their navels and barefoot, each with a beauty capable of toppling cities, and exceptionally charming.

Glancing at Ao Jie made his face flush as he tilted his head down to avoid their gaze.

The women were uninhibited; some even intentionally touched his face, chuckling and teasing, "Where did this pretty boy come from, looking so handsome!"

"You all hold back a little, let me have this gentleman!"

One woman wrapped Ao Jie in silk and held him in her arms.

The other women protested, "Second Sister, you want to hog him all to yourself!"

"Let go of the gentleman!"

"Sisters, let’s get him together!"

"..."

They fought over Ao Jie like a toy, tossing him into the air and then letting him fall to the ground.

Ao Jie struggled but found himself tied up and unable to move.

He helplessly shouted towards Long Fei, "Master, save me!"

Long Fei glanced at him, instructing, "From now on, they are your senior sisters; get along well with them!"

Ao Jie was bewildered, thinking, could this be the life worse than death that Long Fei talked about?

This scene was not what he had imagined at all!

At Li Mountain in Guanzhong, after the Nine-Headed Wolf brought the carriage to the foot of the mountain, it howled boastfully at the sky.

A group of disciples, swords in hand, rushed over from the front of the mountain gate, shouting at the Nine-Headed Wolf, "Bold dog demon, how dare you make trouble at our Li Mountain?"

The Nine-Headed Wolf glared and cursed, "Blind fools, I am a wolf; you are the dogs, all your families are dogs!"

The disciples were clearly not expecting such boldness from this demon, daring to insult them at Li Mountain.

They surrounded the carriage with drawn swords, shouting, "Mongrel, you court death!"

Over a dozen sword lights formed a net of sword qi, descending upon the Nine-Headed Wolf.

The Nine-Headed Wolf scoffed disdainfully, "Such little tricks, and you dare show off before me!"

It opened its mouth and howled, "Celestial Wolf Howl!"

All nine heads whipped up a furious wind that swept toward all directions.

The wind carried swords, transforming into a myriad of longswords that clashed with the sword qi network, shattering the sword qi into pieces with a thunderous rumble.

The disciples were also swept up by this gale, blown backwards by the Nine-Headed Wolf.

It had reaped plenty of benefits as Lin Yingying’s personal driver.

Every day it ate pills like candy, with endless secret techniques and opportunities for cultivation.

This move, Celestial Wolf Howl, was originally a sword move of the Xiaoxiang Nine Swords.

It used its energy to form swords, mastering the art of having no sword surpass the possession of one.

The fallen disciples rolled on the ground, spitting blood, looking around at each other, and soon shot a red signal into the sky, asking for reinforcements.

Sword lights immediately traversed the void from above, surrounding the mountain gate tightly.

The injured disciples pointed at the Nine-Headed Wolf and cursed loudly, "This bold dog demon tries to break through our mountain gate, quickly capture it!"

All the disciples shouted in unison, "Form the formation!"

Sword beams flickered, enclosing the Nine-Headed Wolf and the carriage within them.

A great battle was imminent, but someone arrived from the skies, shouting to the disciples below, "Stop!"

A woman descended into the formation, quickly cupping her fists and apologizing towards the carriage behind the Nine-Headed Wolf, "May I ask if the three uncles have arrived?"

Inside the carriage, Lin Shanshan lifted the curtain, looked at the sword-wielding disciples around, and softly smiled, "Quite the welcoming committee, is this how you greet us?"

The woman blushed and said, "Guiying mishandled things, allowing Uncle punish me as you see fit!"

She was Mu Guiying, who had come to the island yesterday to deliver a message to Lin Yingying.

The disciples were stunned, not expecting this fierce wolf demon to be a guest invited by their master.

Lin Shanshan approached and took Mu Guiying’s hand, chuckling, "It’s alright, we’re family here, no talks of punishment needed."

"Thank you, Uncle, for understanding!"

Mu Guiying breathed a sigh of relief, immediately inviting everyone up the mountain.

This mountain was not tall, with the main peak just over three thousand meters, merely a hill in this world.

But it was very beautiful and a place where spiritual energy gathered.

Atop the mountain, a bamboo forest was planted.

Lady of Mount Li’s abode was inside, a modest dwelling made of bamboo.

Before the house was a field of flowers, with a bamboo table for tea.

She had already set out tea and fruits, waiting for Lin Yingying and the others to arrive with the Little Kirin in tow. She soon stood up to greet them.

Lin Yingying and her companions quickened their steps upon seeing her, their eyes reddening all at once.

Since the battle of Divine Enthronement, their sisterhood reunion was only destined for today.

Wang Xiaoya, having the softest heart, grabbed Lady of Mount Li’s hand and burst into tears, "Wudang Senior Sister, it really is you..."

Lady of Mount Li patted her head, soothing her, "Qiongxiao Junior Sister, even after all these years, you’re still the one who cries the most!"

Lin Yingying and Lin Shanshan embraced her as well, their voices choked with emotion, "In the mundane reincarnation cycle, we thought we’d never meet again. This tribulation was truly too difficult, so hard to bear!"

Lady of Mount Li was equally moved, grabbing their hands and guiding them to sit and solace, "We’re all here now, and this lifetime, we sisters will never part again."

Lin Yingying, Wang Xiaoya, and Lin Shanshan all nodded, holding hands for a long moment before finally releasing Lady of Mount Li.