Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

The sudden earthquake caught everyone off guard, and Yang Nianqing's whip missed its mark. She instinctively touched her stomach to steady herself.

Xiao Lan Hua looked up at the sky with a solemn expression. She saw a black hole appear in the sky, and the poisonous fog in the air was gathered and compressed by an unknown force. In a short while, the poisonous fog was compressed into a small cube, which turned purplish-black.

"Hehe!" Bei Jingyi stood up, looked at the sky, and laughed.

"It seems that heaven has not forsaken me!"

Bei Jingyi shouted excitedly, while Yang Nianqing raised her eyebrows slightly as she looked at the familiar figure that appeared in the black hole.

"is it?"

Yang Nianqing's tone was playful; the figure that appeared in the black hole was none other than Fan Rui.

Fan Ruichen saw Yang Nianqing from afar, and his furrowed brows finally relaxed. He quickened his pace to Yang Nianqing's side and, still feeling a lingering fear, embraced her tightly.

"You scared me to death!"

Although puzzled as to why Fan Ruichen, who should have been abroad, was here, Yang Nianqing immediately patted him on the back to comfort him upon seeing his condition.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

As soon as Yang Nianqing moved her hand, Fan Ruichen noticed the Soul-Slaying Whip in her hand. Looking around, his sharp eyes locked onto the disheveled Bei Jingyi.

"Beast Taming Sect, Bei Jingyi."

Bei Jingyi also looked the man who had suddenly appeared in the secret realm up and down. In just a few seconds, he remembered who this man was. He had seen him at an auction in Kyoto.

Fan Ruichen, the son of Shengshi Group, is a leading enterprise in Beijing. He spent lavishly at that auction, making quite a splash and leaving a deep impression.

He wasn't surprised that Fan Ruichen knew him. If someone from a wealthy family like theirs wanted to investigate, there were plenty of people reporting the information. He had just assumed that the other person was just a rich young master and an ordinary person otherwise, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

This person was able to resolve the poisonous fog effortlessly; his strength must be incredibly formidable, considering that the poisonous fog was something he couldn't handle.

This person is a formidable enemy! Bei Jingyi took a step back, his face turning even more ashen.

His gaze swept over everyone present: the two brats from the Qingxuan Sect, the couple with freakish strength, and the poisonous demon who was eyeing and killing his sect's disciples. How was he supposed to break this deadlock?

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting Yang Nianqing's long hair. Fan Ruichen looked away, affectionately smoothed Yang Nianqing's hair, and tucked a stray strand behind her ear.

"Qingqing, can I handle this? You can rest for a while."

Upon hearing this, Yang Nianqing hesitated for a moment, glanced at Bei Jingyi, and finally nodded, obediently walking to the side.

Fan Ruichen turned his head and looked around, frowning slightly. This place made him feel uncomfortable, and he felt a tightness in his chest. A glint flashed in his eyes, and Fan Ruichen felt he had to leave this place quickly. He looked up at Bei Jingyi, who had already summoned the elephant demon beast in front of him in a defensive move.

"Heh!" Fan Ruichen chuckled lightly, his figure flickered, and he vanished instantly.

Bei Jingyi's pupils suddenly contracted, a chill ran down his spine, and he subconsciously turned around, wanting the monster to move back to its original position.

A long, strong hand suddenly grabbed his neck.

Fan Ruichen tightened his grip, pinching Bei Jingyi until his face turned red and he had difficulty breathing.

Mo Mo had told him about what this old bastard had done on the southwestern border before, but he hadn't had a chance to settle accounts with him yet. Today was the perfect opportunity to settle both old and new scores.

"So fast!" Bei Jinyi exclaimed inwardly. He wondered what kind of cultivation technique the couple was using, as their speed was simply too fast for him to keep up with!

With great effort, Bei Jingyi pulled out the bell from his pocket and shook it vigorously. The elephant-like monster stomped the ground and charged towards Fan Ruichen!
Bei Jingyi thought he was saved, but Fan Ruichen simply raised his hand and waved it at the elephant, which then crashed to the ground and fell into a coma, its fate unknown.

The word "horror" is no longer enough to describe Bei Jingyi's feelings!

Fan Ruichen didn't need to chant incantations, make hand seals, or use any talismans; he subdued his demonic beast in a single move! This was the first time Bei Jingyi had ever seen such an ability.

Out of the corner of his eye, Fan Ruichen saw Yang Nianqing looking in their direction, and his fingers unconsciously relaxed a little. He could easily kill Bei Jingyi now, but he didn't want Yang Nianqing to see his ruthless side like this.

And there are many things in the world more tormenting than death, such as losing everything he cares about!
"A sect leader."

Fan Ruichen's words were like the whispers of a demon, sending chills down Bei Jingyi's spine. His pupils contracted sharply, and his heart trembled. Could it be that he intended to...?!
Bei Jingyi seemed to sense something and struggled violently, but at this moment, Fan Ruichen's powerful spiritual energy entered his dantian. Bei Jingyi felt intense pain, as if his internal organs were being squeezed and kneaded in someone's hands, the pain was excruciating.

In a short while, Bei Jingyi seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking. His spiritual power suddenly collapsed, and one after another, the spiritual power spread along his meridians, shattering his middle and upper dantian. Bei Jingyi aged ten years in an instant, and his temples turned gray.

Fan Ruichen did not release him this time, but closed his eyes to sense him. After a while, he slightly curled the corners of his lips and used his mental power to break the contract between Jingyi and the demon beast.

Bei Jingyi suddenly coughed up blood and lost consciousness completely.

Shaking off Bei Jingyi, who was like a dead dog, Fan Ruichen turned to look at the poisonous demon Xiao Lanhua, who was staring intently at him.

So, who is this demon? Enemy or friend?

Xiao Lan Hua ignored the Beast Taming Sect members and flew down in front of Fan Rui Chen.

"who are you?"