It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 96 The Rain of the Netherworld

"My head hurts, my head hurts, just thinking about cleaning up after my dog ​​gives me a headache..."

The sudden ringtone shattered the somber and tragic atmosphere; Li Xianyu's phone vibrated in his pocket. His great-grandmother had set the ringtone for him. A while ago, she'd become obsessed with a catchy, addictive song, and would tap Li Xianyu on the head and hum that tune whenever she had a spare moment. Not content with setting her own ringtone to that song, she also complained that Li Xianyu's was awful, insisting that the two of them had the same taste.

He took out his phone; it was Xia Xiaoxue calling. Slightly disappointed, he answered, and Xia Xiaoxue's urgent voice came from the other end: "Li Xianyu, I know you're not dead yet. Your superpower is self-healing, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Li Xianyu coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Is the War Maiden dead...?" Xia Xiaoxue asked anxiously, "You Mengyu is dying. I have a plan, listen to me..."

Xia Xiaoxue's special ability is concealment. Her plan is simple: she hopes that Li Xianyu can entangle the Blood Demon and the mysterious young man and draw their hatred. She only needs to buy twenty seconds to be confident that she can rescue You Mengyu and Thunder War Maiden.

"You overestimate me. Even if I can hold off the Blood Demon..." Li Xianyu glanced at the mysterious young man in the distance who was not in a hurry to kill him and the War Maiden. After breaking the two of them with one sword, his attention was still on the War God and the Three Nothingness.

"This guy's flying sword is strange. Are you sure you can rescue Zhan Ji and You Mengyu right under his nose? After you rescue them, they will both be seriously injured. Even if you can conceal your aura, you can't conceal the bloodstains, right?"

"If I lose, I'll take your life too," Li Xianyu added.

Xia Xiaoxue fell silent. After a moment, she gritted her teeth, her voice filled with despair: "You have no idea who you are facing. He is a descendant of the demonic path. The War Maiden can't beat him, and you can't beat him either. We can only run for our lives."

A demonic successor!

Li Xianyu was shocked.

"He received the true teachings of the demonic cultivator. Do you know about the Three Talents Sword Technique? You wouldn't know. You're just a nobody. How could you possibly know the power of the Three Talents Sword Technique? The demonic cultivator forged his essence, energy, and spirit into a divine weapon, which secretly aligns with the Three Talents. Back then, he relied on this divine skill to dominate the world and reach the pinnacle of the ultimate path." Xia Xiaoxue spoke rapidly.

The Three Talents Sword Technique...

On his way back, Li Xianyu remembered seeing the scene of the demon forging the "Sword of Qi" in the demon's memories. When the sword of qi was born, white light shot into the sky, which was an extraordinary phenomenon.

The flying sword is unpredictable, and the heavy sword can both attack and defend... The two swords on the young man's body should be the sword of essence and the sword of spirit that the demon Taoist spoke of.

Li Xianyu felt that he was not only incompatible with the Wanshen Palace, but also with the demonic path. On his first mission, he was utterly defeated by his successor.

Oh right, what did the demonic Taoist say again?

The Three Talents Swords are not unified; their fatal weakness lies in the dantian?!

"Li Xianyu, this is the only way." Thunder War Maiden said weakly.

A senior employee, a formidable expert in the bloodline world, though half her heart was shattered by sword energy, Thunder War Maiden's life force was not yet extinguished. The long-legged beauty gripped his hand tightly, her eyes sparkling: "We must escape..."

To be able to maintain such a clear mind after losing more than half of one's blood is probably best described as a final burst of energy before death.

On the other side, the Blood Demon was thoroughly enjoying sucking You Mengyu's blood. The youthful and vibrant beauty was being drained until she was wrinkled and shriveled, just like a bag of milk.

Her once youthful face, brimming with collagen, now looked as withered as an eighty-year-old woman. Suddenly, her closed eyes snapped open, and two scarlet lights shone on her withered face.

From within this withered, dying body, a powerful aura suddenly erupted without warning. The Blood Demon's hair stood on end, a strong sense of alarm rose in his heart, and he decisively retreated.

"call!"

The energy formed a tornado, carrying rubble up into the sky.

Li Peiyun's brow twitched, and she turned her head to look.

Xia Xiaoxue, who was running, suddenly stopped and looked at her friend You Mengyu in astonishment.

Within the surging tornado of energy, You Mengyu's figure blurred, with only her pair of scarlet blood-red eyes burning brightly. She held the sword hilt in her hand, and with a series of hissing sounds, it transformed back into a weapon, a three-meter-long whip taking shape.

"Useless little sister, you've been beaten up so badly again." You Mengyu's voice was low and hoarse, her bloodshot eyes fixed on him: "You lowly ant, you're not even worthy to lick my shoes."

"One body, two souls?!" Blood Demon felt an urge to curse. After fighting for so long, it turned out that the real opponent was someone else.

No wonder that little girl was so recklessly courting death, reveling in the pleasure of being tortured. She was utterly fearless, because when facing imminent death, the beast within her awakens. Her appearance remained withered and her injuries had not healed, but within this overburdened body, an increasingly powerful aura surged.

"Scum!" You Mengyu sneered, her whip slicing through the air.

"Wow, what's your friend's background?" Li Xianyu was stunned.

"You...You Mingyu?" Xia Xiaoxue answered blankly, "I remember now, Mengyu said she has an older sister named You Mingyu, but she doesn't actually have an older sister, she is an only child."

"Dissociative identity disorder?"

"I don't know, this is the first time I've seen her too."

"Looks like an unexpected surprise." Li Xianyu pulled out the narrow sword with force. He and Thunder War Maiden both groaned. The narrow sword vibrated and flew out of their hands, returning to Li Peiyun's side.

"How much has it recovered?" he asked.

"Forty percent." Thunder War Maiden's expression was strange. "It's a bit disgusting."

"You'll get used to it after you get married." Li Xianyu held her hand. "Transfer your inner energy to me... Xia Xiaoxue, are you nearby?"

Xia Xiaoxue's voice came from right next to my ear, very close: "What?"

"Transfer your inner energy to me."

The little girl, nicknamed "Filthy King," was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

Li Xianyu didn't answer her, but shouted into the distance, "Virgin, if you haven't run away, come out."

Liu Kongchao lay prostrate on the ground, his body limp, crawling over like a caterpillar. "What's wrong? Let's run now."

"...Your style is quite unique." Li Xianyu's noodles twitched.

"This posture is more discreet; I'll crawl like this from now on." He crawled over, arching his back.

"Transfer your true energy to me." Li Xianyu stretched out his other hand.

Xia Xiaoxue hesitated.

Without hesitation, Liu Kongchao stretched out his arm, grasped Li Xianyu's hand, and channeled his inner energy into him: "Although I don't know what you're going to do, I'm begging you, brother."

Having worked together recently, Liu Kongchao had developed a deep trust in Li Xianyu, a trust akin to that of comrades-in-arms.

Xia Xiaoxue gritted her teeth and placed her hand on it.

"What are you going to do?" Thunder War Maiden transferred all her restored true energy out, her beautiful face turning ashen white.

Seeing this, Li Xianyu swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and tried to kiss her again.

Thunder Valkyrie paled, her voice trembling with tears, "If you do it again, I'll turn on you."

"A dog bites Lü Dongbin." Li Xianyu muttered. At this moment, Liu Kongchao and Xia Xiaoxue had also finished channeling their true energy, their bodies surging with invincible power, and he was more confident than ever before.

"Xia Xiaoxue, your method won't work. It's most likely to fail. Our safest option now is to wait for reinforcements."

You Mengyu's transformation was a pleasant surprise. With the ferocity of a tiger and the cracking of her whip, she was actually fighting the Blood Demon to a standstill. Indeed, a sadistic older sister is the way to go, just like the ice shards in his house.

This would change the entire situation, as long as he could deal with Li Peiyun. At the very least, he would severely damage him.

Even the most powerful enemy is not invincible once it has a weakness. This is the lesson that the various families taught Li Xianyu, and they used this method to keep their great-grandmother in check.

To move a thousand pounds of force, one must have eight hundred pounds of strength.

"I will not be weak forever, I once told my ancestors that. War Maiden, now I want to tell you, you have fought the battles that needed to be fought. The road you didn't finish, I will walk for you." Li Xianyu took out a bottle of medicine from her wallet, bit off the cork, and poured it into her mouth: "Leave the risking of your life to men."

"I'm going to meet the successor of the demonic cultivator."

Drug name: Five-Second Real Man!

His eyes were bloodshot.

Thunder War Maiden was stunned.

Xia Xiaoxue was stunned.

Liu Kongchao was stunned.

This boy exuded an unprecedented will, giving us the illusion that he could win.

In the live stream, due to the angle, they could only see the ground, but they heard every word.

By this time, there were already 30,000 viewers in the live stream, and countless people wondered if they had misheard.

"Who was that? Who spoke just now?"

"Does it matter which one it is? He's just one of those two weaklings. How dare he challenge a disciple of the demonic path?"

"Even Thunder War Maiden couldn't beat him, so how could he? Are the successors of the Extreme Path so easy to deal with, let alone the successors of the Demon Path?"

"This kid has commendable courage, but the distance between ordinary bloodlines and the successors of the extreme path is like the distance between a loser and a rich and handsome guy—it's something we can never catch up to in this lifetime."

"Perhaps they're desperate and resorting to such measures."

"Rest in peace, brother."

"Hey, host, set up the video, we want to watch the live stream."

The comments section was filled with "It's over".

(End of this chapter)