Bai Ling turned her head away from the glass cubicle, not wanting to show herself in front of the mortals.
The appearance of Bai Ling and Long Xueqing immediately made the cultivators and mutants red-eyed, as if they had made a breakthrough in cultivation.
"How can he be considered a breakthrough? He's just a special forces soldier... "
How could Long Xueqing allow a mortal to be her personal bodyguard? She didn't want to have to send people to protect him if anything happened.
"That's right, how can a mortal like him be hired?"
"I'll cripple him!"
The other cultivators and mutants who hadn't competed for the position all stood up to protest, feeling that it was unfair.
"Even that lady said I passed, what right do you have?" Feng Hao sneered.
He had already recognized Bai Ling. Even she had approved of him, so how could Long Xueqing have any objections?
And what was the point of these people's words?
He wanted to investigate the reason behind the white snake demon's appearance and exchange it for some information about the Heavenly Court, so he naturally wanted to be hired.
However, he didn't want to expose his identity, lest he failed to find out anything and put the Long Corporation on guard.
If he could become the personal bodyguard of the Long Group's director, many things would be revealed.
"You pass..." Li Chunfeng said with a dark face.
"Thank you, Senior Sword Immortal!"
Feng Hao clasped his hands and returned to his seat. But it seemed that Long Xueqing was hiring more than one bodyguard, and the competition was still going on.
However, Li Chunfeng's cultivation was indeed impressive. Other than Fenghao, no one could make him move even half a step.
Even the mutant with the Invincible Vajra Body had one of his hands cut off by Li Chunfeng, shocking everyone.
When the mutant with the severed hand was carried away, he glared at Li Chunfeng as if he wanted to kill him.
"Courting death!"
Li Chunfeng was in a bad mood. He was forced back a few steps by a mortal for no reason. Seeing a mutant with a severed hand provoking him, he unsheathed his flying sword and touched the mutant's neck on the stretcher.
In an instant, the mutant's head was separated from his body.
"Ah!"
The bloody scene made Long Xueqing scream, and she hurriedly hid behind Bai Ling. Bai Ling frowned.
He dared to kill in the tribulation realm. Wasn't he afraid of failing and becoming an itinerant immortal? If he became an itinerant immortal, he would have no hope of ascending.
"An ant dares to provoke me?" Li Chunfeng said coldly. His eyes then fell on Lin Yu with a hint of killing intent.
Out of all the applicants, only one person had passed. He was neither a cultivator nor a mutant, but the mortal special forces soldier that everyone thought to be.
The cultivators and mutants who failed looked deeply at Fenghao, then left the Long Group under the middle-aged man's guidance.
Long Xueqing and Bai Ling left the cubicle. Their faces were pale for a while, and they only recovered after retching a few times.
Fenghao, on the other hand, was brought by Li Chunfeng to the top-floor office of the Long Corporation. The word "Dao" was written in large letters on the door, and it contained a strong spiritual energy fluctuation.
Li Chunfeng entered the office on the top floor of the Long Corporation. The moment he looked at Feng Hao, the flying sword on his back flew out of its sheath again, and the sharp edge of the sword went straight for Feng Hao's forehead.
Li Chunfeng sat in his chair. The moment he looked at Feng Hao, the flying sword on his back flew out of its scabbard again, and the sharp tip pierced between Feng Hao's eyebrows.
"Believe it or not, I can take your life with a single thought!" Li Chunfeng said coldly.
The tip of the flying sword was only a few centimeters away from Feng Hao's forehead, almost touching Feng Hao's forehead. At that moment, killing intent rose in Feng Hao's heart again.
"Will the sun rise tomorrow?" Feng Hao asked.
"What?"
Li Chunfeng frowned. He did not understand why Feng Hao suddenly asked that. Why wouldn't the sun rise?
"Seems like you don't know..."
Feng Hao sighed and shook his head. He reached out and caught the flying sword.
Li Chunfeng's body trembled.
No matter how hard the sword struggled, it could not break free from Feng Hao's fingers.
At that moment, Li Chunfeng's eyes were filled with fear.
"How is this possible?" Li Chunfeng screamed.
Crack!
Feng Hao sneered. He tightened his fingers and Li Chunfeng's flying sword broke. In an instant, the office was filled with yin energy. Countless vengeful souls flew around the room.
And... the soul of the mutant Li Chunfeng had just killed was among them. It was golden in color.
Rage burned in Fenghao's heart. Li Chunfeng's cultivation base was accumulated from the lives of countless cultivators and mutants.
There were many souls sealed in the flying sword.
"You have a death wish!"
Feng Hao took a step forward. Li Chunfeng spat out a mouthful of blood. Had it not been for the powerful formation in the office, the Long Group building would have collapsed.
Ding!
At the same time, the flying sword in Feng Hao's hand shot out and pierced Li Chunfeng's forehead.
Li Chunfeng grunted. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. As a Tribulation Passing cultivator, that flying sword couldn't take his life.
But now, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts.
"You... You... Who are you..."
Li Chunfeng's body trembled violently as spiritual energy poured out from the center of his brows. He never thought that an ant-like mortal would be able to break his flying sword. Even his lifespan was at risk.
He was a Tribulation Passing cultivator, half a step away from ascending to immortality and becoming an immortal.
"Feng Hao, the information is very clear! Senior, as a sword immortal, went berserk while cultivating in the office. His flying sword broke and he died... "
Feng Hao sneered.
The vengeful souls in the room couldn't exist for long. They slowly dissipated, but they were spared from endless torture.
Before they dissipated, they circled around Feng Hao twice to express their gratitude.
"Feng Hao?"
Li Chunfeng was confused at first. Then, his eyes lit up. "It's you. Why... why are you targeting the Long Group?"
Li Chunfeng's face was ashen. How could anyone who was targeted by Feng Hao survive?
He had protected the Long Group for more than a hundred years, from the Qing dynasty until now. But now … he was finally targeted by a ruthless person.
"I'm not the one. It's the higher-ups in Huaxia..." Feng Hao said.
Then, he stopped talking nonsense with Li Chunfeng. In his eyes, Tribulation Passing cultivators were no different from chickens and dogs. His powerful divine will swept out and churned Li Chunfeng's brain into mush.
Hmm?
However, after Li Chunfeng died, a ball of green light flew out of his mouth. It seemed to be trying to escape, but who was Fenghao? His eyes and hands were sharp, and he easily caught the green light in his hand.
"Spare me! Spare me!"
Inside the green light was a miniature version of Li Chunfeng. It was clearly his nascent soul. After death, the nascent soul of an expert like him could still cultivate to become an itinerant immortal.
Nascent souls were hard to catch, but unfortunately, he ran into Feng Hao. Itinerant immortals had to avoid him.
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