The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

"Asura Princess, you’ve come. Why are you still disguising yourself as a Priest of the Ghost Realm?"

Yang Tian said coldly.

"Shut up!"

The Asura Princess snapped coldly.

Wu Jie came to Yang Tian’s side and said, "What came here is only a soul fragment of the Asura Princess."

"Oh?"

Yang Tian ran his Divine Sense into the Asura Princess’s body and sensed one strand of her soul. His brows, however, furrowed. "Asura Princess, you only sent one strand of your soul? So your strength still hasn’t fully recovered?"

"Just one strand of my soul is enough to kill you!"

The Asura Princess shouted sharply.

She struck a palm toward Yang Tian.

This palm came crashing down with a ferocious momentum, the surrounding Ghost Breath boiling up. Even Yang Tian had no choice but to retreat outward. "Wu Jie, back!"

"Mm."

Wu Jie nodded, her figure flickering as she had already retreated.

But very soon, Wu Jie’s brows knitted, because she discovered that the Asura Princess’s attack was actually blasting toward her.

She halted, gave her hand a shake, and a Spirit Sword appeared in it.

She raised the Spirit Sword.

Clang!

The Asura Princess’s attack arrived before Wu Jie, but was split apart by the Spirit Sword, forming two streams of Spiritual Breath that scattered in all directions.

"What is going on?"

Yang Tian’s brows furrowed. Wasn’t this Asura Princess here for him?

But instead came to deal with Wu Jie?

"That’s what you get for meddling!"

The Asura Princess barked coldly, descending from the sky, sweeping a massive Asura’s Technique Breath as she slashed toward Wu Jie.

"Wu Jie, careful!"

Yang Tian didn’t hesitate in the slightest. His figure flickered, and he had already arrived at Wu Jie’s side.

"Yang Tian, leave here now. She’s here for me, this has nothing to do with you."

Wu Jie said.

"Why is the Asura Princess looking for you?" Yang Tian asked in confusion. "Is it because your identity drew her attention? She specifically came to kill you?"

Wu Jie said nothing, but Yang Tian still saw a trace of killing intent in her eyes.

It seemed Wu Jie was angry too.

"Yang Tian, I originally planned to wait until I’d completely recovered all my cultivation before coming to kill you. But now, I’ll kill the two of you at once, so I don’t have to make another trip!"

The Asura Princess descended.

Yang Tian’s eyes were filled with killing intent. This Asura Princess truly clung like a lingering Yin Soul. Since she’d already come, then he’d use today, together with Wu Jie, to kill the Asura Princess.

Although the other party had only sent a strand of soul, if they killed it, it would definitely cause the Asura Princess grievous Primordial Energy damage.

That was exactly what Yang Tian wanted to see.

Clang!

The Divine Realm Scripture flew out from his robe and shot toward the Asura Princess. The Divine Realm Scripture opened, and a page flew out from within—it was the Immortal Divine Techniques, the Great Compassion Mantra.

"Yang Tian, you think you’re a match for me? Even just this one strand of my soul is enough to kill you!"

The Asura Princess shouted sharply.

She stretched out jade-like fingers and gave a light tap; Yang Tian’s Divine Realm Scripture halted in midair.

Yang Tian clenched his fist tightly.

This Asura Princess was even stronger than he’d imagined. If he didn’t take this chance to kill her soul, once she fully recovered, she would be even more troublesome then.

Whoosh!

Yang Tian’s soul emerged, slipping into the Divine Realm Scripture.

The Divine Realm Scripture began to burn.

"Immortal Divine Techniques, Great Blood Slaughter!"

Yang Tian roared.

He directly activated the third Divine Techniques, and countless blood blades flew out from within, crackling as they hacked toward the Asura Princess.

"Petty tricks!"

The Asura Princess ran her Asura’s Technique Breath, intending to break Yang Tian’s attack. But this Great Blood Slaughter was an Immortal Divine Techniques of the Divine Realm—how could the Asura Princess possibly break it?

In just a moment, the Great Blood Slaughter had already shattered the Asura Princess’s protective shield.

The Asura Princess’s brows furrowed.

Her figure flickered, and she had already retreated.

"Asura Princess, what you absolutely shouldn’t have done was come here, and even worse, only with a soul strand."

Yang Tian held the Divine Realm Scripture and was about to blast the Asura Princess, but at this moment the Asura Princess in midair said coldly, "Why don’t you take a look at your person..."

Yang Tian’s brows furrowed. He looked back and saw that Wu Jie’s face was deathly pale, her whole body trembling.

"Wu Jie, what is going on?"

Yang Tian’s figure flickered and came before Wu Jie, his eyes full of doubt.

"It’s the Soul-Seeking Lock, a Magical Artifact of the Asura Realm."

Wu Jie said gravely.

"Soul-Seeking Lock?" Yang Tian remembered. This Asura Princess, disguised as the Priest of the Death God, had just used the Soul-Seeking Lock to attack him and Wu Jie.

At the time, Yang Tian had already felt something was off about that Soul-Seeking Lock.

Now it seemed the Asura Princess had deliberately applied the Soul-Seeking Lock onto Wu Jie?

From start to finish, the Asura Princess’s target had always been Wu Jie?

"That’s what you get for meddling!"

The Asura Princess gave a cold laugh, her figure flickering as she disappeared without a trace.

As for the Death God and the other Wraith, they had long since left.

"Asura Princess!"

Yang Tian was about to give chase, but Wu Jie beside him shook her head. "Don’t chase. You’re not her match. She came for me."

Yang Tian turned back and saw that Wu Jie was like someone thrown into an ice cellar, her entire body covered in ice crystals.

As long as Yang Tian drew near Wu Jie, he felt an intense chill.

This made his brows furrow. "Wu Jie, be honest with me. Who exactly are you? Why would the Asura Princess come personally to the Ghost Realm to find you?"

"Yang Tian, help me as Protector."

Wu Jie said this and sat down.

A surge of powerful Spiritual Breath gushed out from her body, constantly resisting the chill invading her. But Yang Tian only glanced once before shaking his head. "It’s useless. This is a Magical Artifact of the Asura Realm—how can you resist it?"

Wu Jie ignored Yang Tian and continued to resist the cold.

Yang watched for a while and shook his head.

Wu Jie was clearly struggling bitterly to hold on.

But Yang Tian didn’t understand why the Asura Princess had come to make trouble for Wu Jie, even less what kind of Magical Artifact this Soul-Seeking Lock actually was. All he could do was stew in anxiety at the side.

No one knew how much time had passed before Wu Jie suddenly fainted.

Streams of ice crystals endlessly occupied Wu Jie’s body.

"If I don’t save Wu Jie, she definitely won’t live past today!"

Yang Tian stopped caring about anything else, pulled Wu Jie into his arms, and burned the Divine Breath in his body, generating flames to warm her.

Rip!

All of Wu Jie’s clothes were burned away, leaving only a red little dudou.

Looking at Wu Jie’s snow-white skin, her slender waist, and long legs, Yang Tian frowned. "More seductive than a woman!"

"Yang Tian, what are you doing..."

Wu Jie woke up, her voice anxious...

"I’m saving you!"

Yang Tian held Wu Jie tight, burning the Divine Breath in his body, constantly generating warmth.

This made Wu Jie both heartsick and anxious. "Yang Tian, why are you burning your own cultivation..."

"Don’t talk. Even if I burn up all my Spiritual Breath, I have to save you."

Yang Tian cursed once and held Wu Jie firmly in his arms.

Wu Jie’s body trembled, and it was as if a breach had opened in her heart. A current surged out, all sweet happiness...