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

Jin Gang and Li Bai were on good terms, so Jin Gang stayed to keep him company and keep him company. Thunder War Maiden had other things to do, so she told Li Xianyu and Li Bai to get some rest before leaving. The three men chatted idly in the ward.

Li Xianyu quickly integrated into their group. In fact, regardless of whether it was Li Bai or Jin Gang, although one had the peculiar habit of reciting poetry and the other had the peculiar habit of being afraid of women, their personalities were quite good and they were not difficult to get along with.

"You're going to be our company's full-time babysitter from now on," Li Bai said with emotion. "If you had shown up sooner, we wouldn't have lost so many brothers."

Jin Gang then said, "I wonder if your blood has the ability to regenerate severed limbs. If it does, then I suddenly have a few bold ideas."

Li Bai and Li Xianyu: "What are your thoughts?"

King Kong said helplessly, "I can't have any physical contact with women, not even a little bit. If it happens, I feel like I could cut off the part that's touching me. But, you know, as a man, I still want to be with women..."

Li Bai and Li Xianyu exchanged a glance, stunned by his bold idea.

Li Xianyu exclaimed, "Wow, where did you get this idea, boss? You're a genius!"

Li Bai: "!!!"

King Kong sighed, "You're quite talented. No wonder the 'Girl Killer' and Kato Taka admire you so much."

Li Xianyu said, "Your psychological problem is very strange. Isn't gynophobia usually seen in otaku and older men? The former lacks experience in dealing with women, so they become introverted and shy when they see women and want to avoid them."

"But yours doesn't fit either of those criteria. What's the reason for your fear of women?"

Fear flashed in King Kong's eyes, as if he had thought of something terrible. The 1.9-meter-tall giant actually shuddered violently.

Li Xianyu said helplessly, "There's really no need to be so afraid."

After chatting for a while, Li Xianyu discovered that King Kong was actually just unable to accept physical contact with women.

Such psychological fear is truly rare. He is not a psychologist, and apart from offering some opinions and marveling at the situation, he can do nothing else.

Li Xianyu tried to express his expectations to him, saying, "After listening for so long, you should be feeling impulsive now, right?"

King Kong nodded vigorously.

Li Xianyu coaxed him gently: "Tell me boldly, what do you desire right now?"

King Kong said in a deep voice, "I crave new episodes."

Li Xianyu: "..."

This person is already useless.

After a moment of silence, Li Bai finally found an opportunity to steer the conversation back on track. He said, "Li Xianyu, the company will probably give you points as a reward, but I also need to repay the life-saving grace. I'll teach you a technique of using your breath as a sword."

"Exhaling as a sword?"

"Hmm," Li Bai nodded, "My true energy is insufficient right now, so I can't perform perfectly in actual combat. I may not care about elegance, but you can experience the power."

He made a "whoosh" sound, as if he had phlegm stuck in his throat, and then forcefully spat it out.

It wasn't just a "likeness"; he really spat out a mouthful of phlegm. Li Xianyu saw the phlegm flash by in his mouth, and then the ceiling was pierced by a hole about the width of a finger.

The newbie Li Xianyu was stunned and said blankly, "Suddenly I don't want to learn anymore."

Li Bai: "It's not very elegant to say it like this, because my qi is insufficient. I can only exert its power by attaching it to my saliva. Normally, when I exhale, I generate a sword qi. It's incredibly powerful. Now I'll teach you how to circulate your qi. Vajra, you better get lost and don't eavesdrop on my unique technique."

......

Outside the ward, the Thunder King knocked on the door, and a clear voice came from inside: "Come in."

He pushed open the door and went in. This time, Wushuang Zhanhun wasn't playing on her phone. She stood quietly in the ward, her features exquisite.

The Thunder King unconsciously suppressed his aura and adopted the reserved posture of a primary school student facing a teacher.

When I first met her, I didn't feel any pressure from her. On the contrary, I thought the Peerless Warrior was quite cute and adorable.

The second time I saw her was yesterday, also in this ward. Li Xianyu was lying unconscious on the hospital bed. At that time, she was also standing quietly in the ward, with a terrifying aura surging like a tsunami or a mountain collapse.

At that moment, the Thunder King, who could barely breathe, realized that the first time was because her great-grandson was present; of course, the great-grandmother wouldn't reveal her terrifying aura to her junior. The peerless battle spirit before her was the true battle spirit, the war machine that had once slain everything in its path.

"What do you need me for?" the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King asked respectfully.

"My great-grandson almost died," the great-grandmother said softly. "I'm not happy, I'm very unhappy."

"It's our fault, we didn't protect him well," said the Thunder King.

He thought to himself, "Your grandson is so useless. He gets hurt with the slightest touch and dies with the slightest contact. Even if the big boss himself intervenes, it won't help, let alone the three-nothings."

Grandma snorted, "If I relied on a bunch of good-for-nothings like you, my grandson would never live to get married and have children."

Thunder King: "Yes, yes, yes, you are right."

Grandma snorted again: "Help me gather the heads of the Taoist and Buddhist Associations and the major families. The meeting place is Lianghua Temple. I want to have a good talk with them."

The Thunder King frowned and said, "What is this...?"

The Peerless Battle Soul is now a useless account. At most, she can threaten to shatter her own spirit orb. Everyone knows her bottom line; at worst, she'll either not touch Li Xianyu or spare his life. As long as the Battle Soul doesn't shatter its spirit orb, her words carry no weight. Let alone any negotiation.

Speaking of the Li family's warrior spirit's "suicide" threat, it is definitely the first of its kind in history.

When he met his great-grandmother's piercing gaze, he paused, scrutinized her closely, and noticed the subtle changes in her battle spirit. He exclaimed in surprise, "You, you..."

Grandma nodded: "Barely recovering 40% of his combat strength, he can't easily defeat that old bald monk Buddha, but he can still easily defeat that bunch of chickens and dogs from the Bloodline Realm."

The Thunder and Lightning Dharma King said with a wry smile, "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha's head will seal you away?"

The great-grandmother said, "Don't worry, I won't go on a killing spree, and I didn't plan to take Li Xianyu with me. I'll give Buddha one last chance. If he doesn't stand on my side, once my grandson's divine skills are fully developed, I'll be the first to wipe out the top masters of your Bloodline Realm."

The Thunder King had no doubt that decisiveness and ruthlessness were the true essence of unparalleled battle spirit. Back then, when the Buddha Head blocked her way, he was so angry that the Lianghua Temple was almost reduced to ruins.

He said helplessly, "Let me ask the big boss for his opinion first. Please remember to restrain yourself. Baoze has only been established for a few years and its foundation is still shallow. We really can't afford to fall out with them."

Grandma hummed in response.