My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife

The Three-Eyed Fiend and the dozen or so Devilish self-cultivators stared at Ruyan and Jiaojiao Liu, their eyes burning with greed.

The two girls before them were extremely pretty. They were very tempted by their beauty, each wanting the girls for themselves.

These Devils’ favorite things were money and women, especially beautiful women like these two.

A blond self-cultivator walked up beside the Three-Eyed Fiend.

"Lord Three-Eyes," he solicited. "I’ll go grab the woman on the left for you."

The blond self-cultivator wasn’t a Devil, but he was a practitioner of Devilish techniques. Devilish energy radiated from his body.

These were Self-Cultivators from the Western World. They had come to Eastern Sea City because they knew that this was Qingfeng Li’s home.

The Three-Eyed Fiend smirked.

"Then go," he said, "bring Ruyan Liu here."

The blond self-cultivator nodded and walked toward Ruyan Liu. "

Miss Liu," extending his black claw-hand, he reached for her, "let me protect you."

Walking out from behind her, Niching Luo stood in front of Ruyan Liu.

She swung her right hand, forming a massive palm from her vital essence. At her command, the giant hand flew at the blond self-cultivator.

"Stuck-up idiot," said the blond self-cultivator. Swinging his own right fist, he threw a punch at Niching Luo’s hand. The blow shattered the vital essence, sending her body flying back. She spat out a mouthful of blood, evidently badly wounded.

In one round, Niching Luo was defeated.

Ruyan Liu and Jiaojiao Liu were both caught by surprise. They knew that Niching Luo was the eldest daughter of the Luo Clan. She was a powerful figure, possessing a certain degree of fame even in the World of the Self-Cultivators. They would never have thought that she could not even withstand a single blow from her opponent.

These Western Self-Cultivators were too powerful.

"Hahaha, you trash from the East, you are no match for me at all. Beauty, why not just come with me?"

A look of glee appeared in the blond self-cultivator’s eyes. He swung his right hand again, preparing to grab Ruyan Liu’s arm.

Ruyan Liu’s expression fell. Just as she was unsure of what to do, the Cat of Fate leapt up from the ground. It swiped with its claws at the blond self-cultivator’s arm, leaving five claw marks on his skin.

"Damn black cat!" The blonde self-cultivator’s expression changed to one of anger. He was surprised a mere cat had wounded him. "You dare to claw me? You’ve got a death wish."

The blond self-cultivator swung his fist toward the Cat of Fate.

The Cat of Fate swung its claws again, leaving a gash directly on the blond self-cultivator’s fist. The wound was so deep that bone showed through the bloody mess.

Swinging its tail, the Cat of Fate landed a slap on the blond self-cultivator’s body, sending him flying. He was sent into the wall, his body embedding itself in the concrete. He was badly wounded.

"I know who you are now," the Three-Eyed Fiend’s pupils contracted. "You’re the Cat of Fate from the Western self cultivation world!"

"Clever," the Cat of Fate lifted its head as it spoke. "You actually recognized me."

The Three-Eyed Fiend’s forehead furrowed.

"Cat of Fate," he said, "you are a Godly Beast from the Western World. Why are you helping the East’s self-cultivators."

The Cat of Fate shook its head. "I belong to Qingfeng Li now. Of course I have to help him."

"Fantastic, you stinking cat." The Three-Eyed Fiend sneered, his eyes cold. He was displeased by the Cat of Fate. "You actually refuse to side with the Western World of Self-Cultivators. If that’s the case, don’t blame me if I don’t play nice."

The Three-Eyed Fiend walked forward. His right fist swung out abruptly, morphing into a massive black fist. With overwhelming devilish energy, it flew at the Cat of Fate.

The Cat of Fate’s expression changed. Its body leapt up, and like a sharp sword, it struck at the black fist.

Boom!

The Cat of Fate’s body was sent flying, and it spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Three-Eyed Fiend’s blow was too powerful; the Cat of Fate couldn’t withstand it at all. It was no match for the Fiend.

Standing beside Ruyan Liu, there were a few other Eastern self-cultivators. They were stationed there by Qingfeng Li to protect Ruyan Liu.

The Eastern self-cultivators walked out, striking toward the Three-Eyed Fiend. However, with only a few casual blows, they were killed by the Three-Eyed Fiend.

"Sweetheart, you’d better come with me." The Three Eyed Fiend looked at Ruyan Liu, his expression stern.

Of course, the Three-Eyed Fiend didn’t forget Jiaojiao Liu, who was standing to the side. He gazed toward Jiaojiao Liu with an expression of intensity. He was very fond of the pair of pretty sisters.

"You ugly monster." a mocking voice rang out from behind. "You’re scaring the ladies."

"Who’s mocking me? You got a death wish?" The Three-Eyed Fiend turned around, glaring behind him with rage burning in his eyes.

From outside, Qingfeng Li walked in. "You ugly thing from the Western World of Self-Cultivators," he said, staring at the Three-Eyed Fiend. "You make me sick, really. And you actually want to lay your hands on such beauties?"

"Brat," the Three-Eyed Fiend glared at Qingfeng Li, his expression frigid. "Who are you? You actually dare to mock me."

Smiling, Qingfeng Li said, "I’m your daddy."

The Three-Eyed Fiend’s eyes grew cold. He felt that Qingfeng Li was downright despicable. On top of calling himself his daddy, he also mocked him. He wasn’t being taken seriously at all.

Completely ignoring the Three-Eyed Fiend, Qingfeng Li quickly approached Ruyan Liu.

"Ruyan," he said, "are you alright? Did this ugly thing hurt you?"

Ruyan Liu shook her head. "No," she said. "But Niching Luo and the Cat of Fate are hurt."

Qingfeng Li nodded. "Don’t worry," he said. "I’ll go help them recover in a minute."

Seeing the exchange between Qingfeng Li and Ruyan Liu, the Three-Eyed Fiend felt humiliated. They were actually ignoring him.

"What are you lot doing standing around?" The Three-Eyed Fiend turned to the dozen or so Western self-cultivators and said. "Go kill him."

The self-cultivators behind him gave a collective roar as they swung their fists toward Qingfeng Li.

Qingfeng Li smirked. Drawing his Fire Emperor Sword, he drew an arc before him, slicing a bloody hole in the self-cultivators’ necks and killing them all.

Thump, thump, thump...

A dozen or so bodies hit the ground, lifeless. The Western self-cultivators were all dead.

The Three-Eyed Fiend’s face fell. He had never have thought that his subordinates would all be slain by Qingfeng Li in the blink of an eye. His foe’s strength was formidable.

"Who are you? Tell me your name," the Three-Eyed Fiend said, eyes on Qingfeng Li.

"I just told you," Qingfeng Li smirked. "I’m your daddy, Qingfeng Li."

Hearing Qingfeng Li’s words, the Three-Eyed Fiend’s expression turned to one of rage. He was like a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.