The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 27, Please Call Me Master
It was nearly midnight.

The Lincoln Navigator cruised smoothly on the road leading to the city.

Li Xingzhou was driving while making a phone call to James Wesley.

"Mr. Wesley, the mission is complete. The execution photos have been sent to your phone. Please accept and confirm."

“Very good. I will send people over to clean up the scene immediately.”

"I'm sorry, the bodies are probably lost. They started a fire as soon as they came in, and then went on a killing spree. It took me a lot of effort to kill them. To be honest, although they didn't have superpowers, their killing skills were probably at the peak of human capabilities... When I killed them, the fire was already out of control, and I was unable to bring their bodies out of the fire. I could only take a quick picture and then leave. Now their bodies are probably burned to a crisp."

"Is this so..."

"But please rest assured, Mr. Wesley, those two so-called superheroes who dared to declare war on Mr. Fisk will never appear again. I'm just sorry that I couldn't save the factory and the men in it."

"It's alright, just kill those two madmen. The factory was just bait anyway, and those guys inside were just unstable elements in the group, insignificant cannon fodder. You don't need to feel guilty about it."

"Well, Mr. Wesley, I feel much better now that you say that..."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xingzhou glanced at the rearview mirror.

In the mirror, the old man, who had removed his equipment and disguise, sat expressionlessly in the second row, sporting a face that bore a striking resemblance to Cage.

HitGirl, having also removed her equipment and disguise, revealed her adorable true face and long, dark blonde hair. She sat obediently next to her father, secretly making faces at Li Xingzhou.

As for Jason, he had changed into a new suit and sat alone in the third row, silent like a stone statue.

"Hey, Li Ang, when are you going to teach me that magical true energy?"

"Call me Master," Li Xingzhou said calmly.

In English, "master" can mean both teacher and master or ruler—as a great villain, Li Xingzhou has already shown considerable restraint.

In the cultivation world, there are countless old demons who take on disciples purely to cultivate blood packs, experience pills, or even bodies for possession.

Almost every old demon leaves a hidden door in the cultivation technique when teaching his disciples. Once the disciples have mastered the technique, he can easily seize their cultivation, physical body, and primordial spirit.

Li Xingzhou would never do such a tasteless thing.

He only ever plundered the blood packs and experience pills that other old demons had painstakingly cultivated, and even the old demons themselves.

Of course, if the righteous path dares to provoke him, then sorry, they will all be reduced to ashes by him.

In short, throughout Li Xingzhou's nine generations, the only requirement he has for his disciples has been absolute obedience and loyalty.

In the context of the demonic path, this is already extremely gentle and humane.

Hit-Girl immediately changed her tune:
"Master, when will you teach me kung fu?"

Li Xingzhou said:

"After you go back, formally become my apprentice, and then I can teach you."

"Hey, that's great!"

Hit-Girl excitedly swung her fist:
"If I could learn that magical power, could I even deal with Bullseye?"

"Ha, just learning it is far from enough."

Li Xingzhou chuckled lightly:

“The Bullseye’s abilities are not something a beginner in true qi can handle. Even if you are exceptionally talented and progress rapidly, you will still need at least three years of training before you can fight him.”

At this moment, the eldest father suddenly spoke:
"Um, could I... learn a little bit too?"

As he spoke, a hint of awkwardness lingered on his old face, which bore a striking resemblance to Cage. "You?"

Li Xingzhou thought about it and realized that his father was actually a naturally gifted and talented person. Otherwise, how could he have given birth to a genius daughter like Hit Girl?
However, he was too old, his bones and meridians were already set, and he also had mental problems. Ninety-nine percent of the time, he would suffer from qi deviation when practicing internal energy cultivation.

However, he also had other options:
"You're too old; you can't cultivate true qi. However, I can teach you another skill called Qi and Blood Martial Arts. Of course, the problem remains: you're too old, your body is declining, and your qi and blood are starting to weaken. If you only cultivate on your own, your achievements will be limited. So..."

A subtle smile played at the corners of his lips:

"I will offer you appropriate assistance. However, if I were to intervene, the process would be somewhat painful. But I believe that for you, that little bit of pain would be negligible, wouldn't it?"

He possesses a unique military strategy that can transform ordinary people and even cultivators with good aptitude into demonic soldiers.

Of course, considering that he was his first disciple in this life, Super Killer Girl, and that he was a good person in this life, he would not erase the mind of his great-father. However, he would definitely leave some tricks in the cultivation technique and give him some psychological suggestions.

Otherwise, with a mentally unstable half-madman like Big Daddy, who knows what kind of destruction he would cause once he gained power.

They chatted idly all the way back to the nightclub. Li Xingzhou called Banssel and Harry over and introduced them to Big Daddy and Hit-Girl:
"This is Damon McCready, my new professional security guard, a sharpshooter and martial arts master. This is Mandy, Damon's daughter."

Damon McCready, Mandy McCready, is the real name of Big Daddy and Hit-Girl.

After introducing them to each other, Li Xingzhou took Big Daddy and Killer Girl to his office to hold an apprenticeship ceremony.

The ceremony was very simple. Li Xingzhou himself was the founder, and he set all the rules and ceremonies. So he only asked Hit Girl to serve him a cup of tea and kowtow three times, and that was considered the completion of the apprenticeship ceremony.

As for the rules of the sect, there is only one: listen to the master, do whatever the master tells you to do.

After Hit-Girl served tea with a smile and then kowtowed three times respectfully, Li Xingzhou didn't leave her hanging and immediately began to teach her the basic techniques.

The introductory technique he passed on to Hit Girl was a mortal martial art of true qi, called "Blood Transformation Divine Skill".

Although this martial art is merely a mortal true qi martial art, as long as one has enough talent, one can cultivate it all the way to the innate realm, and then enter the Dao through martial arts, seamlessly connecting to the immortal path of qi cultivation.

Due to cultural differences, Hit-Girl definitely wouldn't understand those complicated mental techniques and incantations; in fact, Li Xingzhou himself didn't know how to translate some of the words into English.

But this doesn't bother him.

He didn't need to teach her any formulas. He simply held Hit-Girl's hand, channeled some true energy into her, and guided her through a complete cycle of Qi circulation. He then instructed her to memorize the path of the cycle, the speed and rhythm of the Qi circulation, and the tips for stopping and vibrating at various key acupoints. That was enough.

With such a simple and clear teaching method, Hit-Girl's talent naturally allowed her to quickly get the hang of it.

In less than half an hour, Hit Girl was able to meditate and cultivate her true energy on her own, aided by the true energy left behind by Li Xingzhou.

What's remarkable is that the lively and energetic HitGirl, once she enters a meditative state, can quickly and truly calm down, entering a state of complete absorption in the world around her.

This made Li Xingzhou quite proud, secretly praising his own discerning eye, and that he had indeed made the right choice in finding a disciple with exceptional talent.

While Liu Chao was training in the gym, Li Xingzhou took his father to the office and taught him a set of Qi and Blood Martial Arts routines. He planned to increase the intensity of the training and train him into a Dao soldier after he had laid a solid foundation.

This training method does not involve breathing exercises; it is simply a set of moves.

It involves using fist and foot techniques, body movements and footwork to promote blood circulation, gradually strengthening one's blood and qi, and tempering muscles and bones. Therefore, even someone with top-notch athletic talent like my father learned it very quickly and performed it quite well, step by step.

Just as Li Xingzhou was watching his father practice his martial arts, he was pointing out and correcting the minor mistakes in his movements.

Harry called:
"Boss, the pretty girls who used to come here often are here again! Two of them came tonight, both long-legged, slim-waisted blonde beauties with big secrets!"

Li Xingzhou had been staking out the factory for three days straight, and he was really tired of having Jason, a living dead man, by his side every day. When he heard that a pretty girl had arrived, he couldn't help but become interested. He told his old man to practice his boxing, then left the office and went downstairs to the disco.

Upon arriving at the disco, without Harry pointing him out, he immediately spotted the two beautiful girls on the dance floor.

The moment he saw the two beautiful women, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glint flashed deep in his pupils.
"This aura... a vampire?"

(End of this chapter)