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

When Li Xianyu woke up again, he found himself lying in a hospital room. It was a two-person room, with another bed next door where Bai Lianhua's sister was lying, her eyes, which always lacked any sparkle, were quietly watching him.

Li Xianyu actually saw a hint of concern in it.

He shrank into the blankets, feeling utterly exhausted, and longed to sleep some more, trying to recall why he was there. This feeling of "who I am, where I am, what I am doing" was exactly the same as when he was resurrected after his death last time.

Li Xianyu felt a chill run down his spine. Had he died again?

As his mind gradually cleared and his memories returned, he remembered that after finishing his meal, he was attacked by an American in the bathroom. The two sides fought fiercely, engaging in the most primal collision of flesh and blood. He, the weaker one, defeated the stronger one, ultimately turning the tables.

"What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?" Li Xianyu asked.

On the opposite hospital bed, a man in a hospital gown said indifferently, "It was brought over at noon, and it's evening now."

Upon hearing this, Li Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Sanwu pressed the call button on the bedside table, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and silently looked down at Li Xianyu.

Her pupils were deep and bright, as if she were gazing at you, or perhaps staring at you in a daze.

Li Xianyu shrank back.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"No need," Li Xianyu said helplessly after a few seconds of silence, "Your ability is just like this, it's not something you can control. It's all my fault for being too weak."

But I am not the same person I used to be. I will make myself stronger... he added in his mind.

Sanwu ignored his words and continued, "Grandma Big-Breasted asked me why I wasn't sad when you died. I didn't understand why I should be sad. Everyone dies, everyone dies, so why be sad? The Dharma King told me that sadness is the most basic emotion of human beings."

"But you treated me as a friend, and when you died, I felt no sorrow." Sanwu bowed earnestly: "I'm sorry."

"That sounds weird. I've already been resurrected, okay?" Li Xianyu looked at her serious expression, and the resentment in her heart slowly disappeared. It was clear that Sanwu was seriously trying to learn to be a normal person, but because she had only been away from her identity as an assassin for a few short years, she not only lacked social skills, but also didn't have much emotional fluctuation.

A killer is someone who is extremely calm and collected.

"The Dharma King said that once I recover, I will go to investigate the Ancient God Cult." Sanwu said, "I can no longer protect you."

When the "Ancient God Cult" was mentioned, a bright light seemed to flash in Sanwu's eyes.

Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat. If he remembered correctly, Sanwu was a Class A assassin of the Ancient God Cult. A few years ago, that cult was wiped out by the big boss of Baoze Group, and a group of remnants escaped and went into hiding.

The Ancient God Cult is a cult in the truest sense. They worship ancient demons and call those ancient creatures gods. Their followers act madly and recklessly, and have a terrible reputation in the bloodline world.

Now that the Pantheon is about to be established, they are secretly investigating any clues that the demonic cultivators might have left behind. They are probably planning to make a comeback.

Is it really okay to send someone with no connections to investigate the Ancient God Cult?

He didn't voice this question.

At this moment, the Thunder and Lightning King and Bian Que entered. The latter examined his body expressionlessly, found nothing seriously wrong, nodded to the Thunder and Lightning King, and turned to leave.

"Senior Bian Que..." Li Xianyu called out, "I am very sorry about what happened last time."

"Stop talking. I've lived for seventy years and you've tricked me." Bian Que sneered. "Anyway, our friendship is over. Don't talk to me anymore. If you still want your kidneys, I'll introduce you to Hua Tuo."

Having said that, he turned and left.

The day after his great-grandmother left, Bian Que found him and, with heartbreaking sorrow, compensated him with fifty points, frankly stating that the Li family had a hereditary kidney deficiency, which he was powerless to help.

Li Xianyu thought to himself, "Are you trying to drag Hua Tuo down with you too?"

Actually, his ancestral kidney deficiency was cured after awakening. Just like now, his kidneys are in great shape. Even if his great-grandmother sucks his energy, it's only a temporary kidney deficiency. He'll recover after a good night's sleep. However, the power of life restoration consumes a lot of cellular energy. If his Qi cultivation is not deep enough, he needs to eat a lot to replenish his energy.

The Thunder and Lightning Dharma King said, "You've had a good sleep, and your body has recovered, hasn't it?"

Li Xianyu nodded: "I just feel hungry, extremely hungry before I need to poop."

This time, upon waking, he wasn't as energetic as usual; the familiar feeling of his body being completely drained returned. Li Xianyu knew this meant his superpowers were overdrawn. His daily training pushed his abilities to their limit, and then he fought with Ryder, leaving his body severely depleted. Even his life-restoring superpowers were useless now.

"Ah! My medicine!" Li Xianyu leaned against the bedside and looked around. "Your Majesty, where are my clothes? The medicine is in my clothes."

"Your clothes are in the closet, I'll get them for you." The Thunder King walked to the storage cabinet in the corner and found a box of medicine in the bloodstained pocket of his clothes.

Upon closer inspection, he was embarrassed to realize that he only recognized the word "capsule".

"Is this it?" Thunder King raised his hand calmly.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Li Xianyu took the medicine, put two pills in his mouth, swallowed them with cool water, and immediately felt calm.

Whenever his body feels completely drained, he only needs to take two capsules of "So famous that almost no one will read it" to feel immense satisfaction.

They have already developed drug dependence.

"By the way, did you find Tongtong's mouse?" Li Xianyu asked.

"It's kind of you to remember this. Don't worry, the War Maiden found it for her. Tongtong is young and doesn't think much, but you should have asked a female colleague for help. Now look what's happened, this has caused a misunderstanding."

Li Xianyu looked at him strangely: "I don't understand why you need to avoid suspicion with an eight-year-old girl? Do you think I would have any improper thoughts about you? I didn't expect you to be this kind of Dharma King."

These words were spoken frankly and openly, leaving the Thunder and Lightning King speechless.

Sanwu said in a serious tone, "Li Xianyu is not that kind of person. He only likes to look at his great-grandmother's breasts and buttocks."

Thunder King: "!!!"

Li Xianyu: "..."

Damn it, don't say it out loud! Don't I, Li Xianyu, have any dignity?

No wonder you're unpopular. You're a walking, talking taunt machine, the ultimate hater.

"Is Ryder alright?" He forcefully changed the subject.

The Thunder and Lightning King, always understanding, said, "His injuries are quite severe. When examining his wounds, we found that his nasal bridge was broken, his sternum was completely fractured, he also had a mild concussion, and his palm was pierced by sword energy. When Sun Simiao was treating his wounds, he even found a glob of phlegm in the wound on his palm..."

"That's not phlegm, that's sword energy," Li Xianyu said awkwardly. "Those Americans must be furious, let them be arrogant."

"It's alright, mainly because they were in the wrong, and a renowned young expert actually lost to a complete newcomer like you. They're probably too embarrassed to keep bothering you. If it weren't for the fact that the matter wasn't over and Ryder's injuries weren't so serious, these Americans would probably have bought plane tickets and gone back to their lair immediately." Thunder King laughed heartily: "To be honest, your combat talent surprised me. In just three days, you've made such a change."

"I mainly benefited from my superpowers. You don't know, I was the one getting beaten up the whole time. I only managed to wear down my opponent by relying on my high HP." Li Xianyu said modestly, but his face was beaming with smugness.

The Thunder King stared at him, perhaps without even realizing it himself, but after this battle, his spirit and energy had undergone a significant change.

"You're famous now, the whole company knows who you are." Thunder King patted him on the shoulder, then turned and said, "Sanwu, postpone your mission for a few days. Before we track down the remnants of the Ancient God Cult, help rescue the teenage assassin."

"I've already become famous overnight, okay..." Li Xianyu muttered to himself.

"By the way, Dharma King, who is Long Aotian, and what is the virtual world?" Li Xianyu asked.

When this topic came up, the Thunder King looked helpless: "Since the year before last, Baoze has been researching a virtual reality game. Unlike previous VR games that required wearing a headset, this research, if successful, will be a groundbreaking masterpiece, enough to leave a significant mark on the history of virtual reality. We have abandoned the headset and used an alloy gaming pod as the virtual reality medium. Compared to headsets that only provide visual effects, the gaming pod has functions such as sight, hearing, taste, smell, and touch."

Li Xianyu: "This sounds like the plot of an online game novel from ten years ago. Um, Dharma King, do you have a discount for internal employees? I'd like to pre-order."

Baoze Group's virtual reality games are world-class, truly surpassing those of Europe and America. Its subsidiary, Dongfeng Technology Co., Ltd., is regarded as a source of national pride.

If a truly massively multiplayer online game (MMORPG) world were to be developed, Baoze Group would be the only one capable of doing so.

"But with current human technology, it's difficult to achieve that kind of technology. Later, the big boss discovered that if a spiritual awakener participated in the development, it could make up for the technological shortcomings. Spiritual awakeners are very complex; their primordial spirits are innately incredibly powerful. The doorman's telekinesis ability is one type of spiritual awakener." Thunder King said, "Long Aotian is the most powerful spiritual awakener in the Baoze Group."

The Thunder King nodded and said, "Long Aotian and a dozen other spiritual awakeners participated in the development of the virtual world, but some problems arose along the way."