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

Chapter 760 The New Ruler

On the other side, Li Xianyu, who had just finished a meeting, ate dinner alone and then knocked on Thunder War Maiden's door.

The long-legged beauty is as beautiful as ever. Her light blue jeans accentuate her exceptionally long legs. Compared to last year, her hips have become fuller, and her face, in addition to being delicate, also exudes a mature woman's charm.

A bright smile spread across her face: "Have you eaten?"

Li Xianyu nodded.

She took Li Xianyu's arm and led him into the room. They sat down on the bed, with her soft, bouncy buttocks resting on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and chatted about everyday things.

She said she finally managed to control her shopping urges this month, resulting in a record low bill for the year. She decided to keep up the good work in the future, since her husband doesn't earn money easily and she wants to buy a villa in a luxury area. It wouldn't be good if they still lived at the company after having children.

Her words were scattered, but Li Xianyu, being a clever man, extracted the signs of dependence and ingratiation from her rambling.

Like a neglected wife trying to appease her husband. Or like a cat carefully licking its owner's hand, afraid of being abandoned.

"I've come to say goodbye," Li Xianyu said softly.

Thunder War Maiden's smile froze, but she forced a smile and said, "I know, I heard from my great-grandmother that there's going to be a war. Why say goodbye? I'm a top-tier S-rank now, I'm qualified to fight alongside you."

"No, you won't go. I've already spoken to the Dharma King." Li Xianyu shook his head, refusing to look at her expression.

Thunder Valkyrie's smile gradually faded, her expression turning bitter: "Why?"

Li Xianyu did not answer.

"After the Pantheon, I couldn't keep up with you. I wasn't in Europe, I wasn't in the island nation, I wasn't in the southern borderlands, and now I'm not at the Pantheon again." Thunder War Maiden got off him, sat on the edge of the bed, her back to him.

"You always say it's for my own good, but being excluded from your little circle and not being able to be with you is what hurts me the most."

After waiting a while, she didn't receive any comfort or hug from Li Xianyu. She became even more distressed, her eyes brimming with tears: "After you came back from the island, I worked so hard to cultivate, so hard... just because I didn't want to be abandoned by you again."

"Do you know how I fell in love with you?" she said.

Li Xianyu was stunned. He really didn't know. Could it be that feelings developed over time?

As you spend more time together, feelings develop.

Thunder Valkyrie turned around: "Ever since Sanliban Village, we've been together, through thick and thin, through life and death. Have I ever been afraid?"

"That's how our relationship started, but you're drifting further and further away, leaving me behind, and I'm scared..."

"I'm your girlfriend, your woman, and you're not even as good as them?"

"Do you know what the company employees are saying behind my back..." Thunder Warrior grasped Li Xianyu's hand. "They say, why can Thunder Warrior stay at headquarters indefinitely? So many colleagues have died, why can't his woman die?"

"Why bother with those idle gossips?" Li Xianyu had already lost too much. "You're different from them. You haven't been punished by fate. You can live."

Just as Thunder War Maiden was about to retort, she let out a soft moan and collapsed into Li Xianyu's arms.

He put her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and then Li Xianyu left Baoze and drove back to his adoptive parents' home.

It wasn't dark yet. My foster mother was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. The house was empty and quiet; apart from the sound of the TV, there was no other human voice.

The adoptive mother was overjoyed to see her son return, and with a smile on her face, she immediately asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I've already eaten," Li Xianyu said. "I came back to check on things, I'll leave in a bit."

The foster mother's smile faded considerably, her eyes filled with disappointment. She complained, "You make it sound like you're some kind of busy person. Your damned father ran away, and your sister is heartless. I'll go to the kitchen and wash some fruit for you..."

Li Xianyu stood in the living room, looking at the clean and tidy coffee table. Without her adoptive father's teacup and fruit plate, it felt a bit lifeless.

She lives alone; she must be very lonely.

A short while later, the foster mother washed the grapes, cut the apples, and returned to the living room.

"Your sister was home just a few days ago, and she didn't say where she was going. When I came home from get off work, I suddenly found that she was gone." The foster mother muttered, "I knew she could leave at any time. If it were any other mother, she would have been frantic by now."

"Son, why don't you move back in? This house is too big, and I feel so empty living here all by myself."

Li Xianyu felt a sharp pain in her heart. "That will have to wait until my summer vacation, which is three months later. By the way, has Dad called recently?"

"Yes, he said he ran to Thailand. I told him that he should come back and turn himself in. The amount he embezzled wasn't much. I asked my lawyer, and it'll probably be about five years. If he behaves well, his sentence might be reduced."

She was still thinking about her deceased husband.

The phone call was arranged by Baoze, with someone impersonating the person who no longer exists.

And now, even her daughter is gone.

Li Xianyu made an excuse to go to the toilet, washed his face, and as he washed, his eyes reddened.

I'm sorry, Dad, I can't take care of your Pingping anymore.

He chatted with his mother for a while, then said he had to leave. He opened the door, stood at the entrance, and looked back at the living room, as if he could see his adoptive mother's busy figure in the kitchen again.

I saw my adoptive father standing at the door, holding a thermos filled with goji berries, calling out: "Wife, are you hungry? Is dinner ready?"

I saw my younger self running around in the living room, holding a remote control.

I saw my sister's room was slightly ajar, with light shining through. She was always so solitary.

Li Xianyu's lips trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision.

He wiped his face; the living room remained lonely and empty.

.......

High seas, a US patrol ship.

The barbecue was over, and the sailors returned to their cabins. Just moments before, the place was a mess, bustling with activity, but now it was clean and tidy. Only Baker Richardson and Dorgon remained on the deck.

Baker Richardson was completely naked, and Dorgon held a vermilion pen, sketching on Chairman Baker's strong body.

With each stroke, Baker Richardson felt a powerful spiritual force and energy gathering on his body.

The bright red strokes were like steel wires woven into a cage. Baker Richardson tried to memorize these engravings, but after just one glance, he felt a headache coming on. This was the mental energy of the array resisting the spying.

Dorgon painted very slowly, stroke by stroke, as if there was resistance, making it very difficult for him to paint.

"This is the foundation of an ancient civilization; the United States still lags behind in this aspect."

Although the Superpower Association has collected a large number of cultivation techniques and unusual skills from the bloodline communities of various countries, they are all used as references, and few people actually study them.

They took different paths.

Moreover, without a master to guide you, learning foreign esoteric arts is exhausting and counterproductive.

At that moment, the captain came up to the deck and saw this breathtaking scene.

He only glanced at Baker Richardson's body before his mind went blank and he lost consciousness.

A few seconds later, the soul returned to its place, and the captain quickly bowed his head, "President Baker, I feel it is necessary to disturb you for a moment."

If it were this dragon-man, he wouldn't dare to disturb him.

"What is it?"

Dorgon and Baker Richardson already knew of his arrival.

"There's classified information..." The captain hesitated, mindful of the presence of the dragon people.

"explain."

"News from headquarters: Baoze, the Beloborg Palace, the Vatican, and the island nation's official organizations have all mobilized their forces simultaneously, making a huge commotion... We lost many intelligence personnel before we found out the truth: they secretly formed an alliance and reached a consensus to prepare an attack on the Superpower Association."

After Baker Richardson arrived, Dorgon no longer restricted the patrol ships' communications.

Upon hearing this, Dorgon raised the corner of his mouth, while Richardson's eyebrows twitched, their reactions differing.

The Superpower Association has a powerful intelligence network with spies all over the world, especially its old rival, the Belberg Palace, and the European Vatican.

The unusual actions of these two organizations in their attempt to take down the Superpower Association, such as high-level meetings and personnel relocations, naturally attracted the attention of spies.

"It's a human wave tactic; this is the only way they can go." Dorgon continued working, seemingly unsurprised.

"The crux of the matter is, they're preparing to attack the Superpower Association," Baker Richardson said through gritted teeth. "Do they want to raze the entire city? How many people will die?"

"Does our Chairman Baker still care about human lives?" Dorgon scoffed. "You won't care for long. When you are immortal and eternal, you will feel pity for such lowly and weak creatures as humans. Just like humans pity ants."

"I'm actually curious why Li Xianyu didn't choose to hide and wait for the fruit to ripen."

"Perhaps this is your flaw as a human being: you value human life too much, you value the word 'nation' too much, and you can't bear to see Baoze destroyed or the Bloodline Realm suffer. You're planning to fight a desperate battle."

"However, the human wave tactic is indeed the best option they can choose."

At this point, Dorgon put down his pen: "That's all."

"I need the complete remains," Baker Richardson repeated, feeling a bit of pressure.

"Very well." Dorgon nodded, his right hand forming a sword shape, and placed it on his left shoulder, slowly moving it down.

The air was billowing and blue smoke was rising.

His scaly face twitched violently, as if peeling away flesh, shaving off the dark blue flesh that was parasitizing his left hand.

At Dorgon's signal, Baker Richardson opened his mouth and swallowed the remains of the Overlord of the Broken Army.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and blood vessels instantly filled his eyeballs. Even someone as powerful as Baker Richardson curled up on the ground in pain, letting out an unconscious roar from his throat, which sounded just like a wail.

The remnant of the Overlord was altering his genes, and the level of pain was no less than that of his physical body being torn to pieces.

Every cell is affected, and every nerve is sending pain signals to the brain.

The captain stood there dumbfounded, completely stunned.

This process lasted for more than ten minutes. The captain was horrified to find that Chairman Baker had changed. His original height of 1.9 meters began to lengthen, his bones grew, and he made popping sounds like popping beans.

The skin takes on an indigo hue, which gradually deepens until it becomes a dark blue.

"Yes, Chairman..." the captain called out several times, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Baker Richardson, who was enduring pain, suddenly fell silent. His pupils were blood red, but the pain subsided.

At this time, he was already a giant three meters tall, the same height as Dorgon.

"What an exhilarating feeling! Is this the pinnacle of the ultimate path?" Baker Richardson opened his arms, feeling an inexplicable surge of heroic ambition, as if he could reach for the stars and grasp the moon.

This is the pinnacle of the ultimate path, the exhilarating feeling of being able to shatter a planet with a single punch.

This was a feeling he had never experienced since he embarked on his path of extreme self-destruction.

The remains altered his genes, transforming him completely, filling every cell with power.

"But I feel this isn't my limit yet," he said.

"You haven't fully grasped the power of Po Jun yet," Dorgon said with a smile, standing to the side. "A part of the remains is still dormant in your body, requiring you to digest and absorb it gradually. This is what I meant by the latent refining of the virus."

"But this doesn't prevent your combat power from reaching the peak of the ultimate level. You can now create a clone. You can try out your new ability."

After saying that, the two big bosses looked at the captain at the same time.

The captain plopped down on the ground, drenched in sweat.

"President Baker... what... what do you want to do...?"

He was so frightened that his face turned pale and his limbs wouldn't obey him.

Baker Richardson smiled, a menacing grin spreading across his face. He raised his hand and flicked out a dark blue substance of flesh, which quickly slid into the captain's mouth.

The captain clutched his throat, his eyes wide with terror.

In just a few seconds, his expression returned to calm, and he knelt before Baker Richardson, more devout than any other believer.

Baker Richardson burst into laughter.

He ejected particles of dark blue flesh and blood, which crawled across the deck like worms and entered the cabin.

In a short while, all the sailors on the ship became his devout followers.

"Hmm, I feel my power is being depleted a little bit. It turns out that whether it's parasitism, control, or creating avatars, it all consumes my power." Baker Richardson was experiencing the changes within himself.

"Alright, I need to go back to China first to discuss how to deal with Baoze. Will you come with me?"

"No, I will not leave the ocean," Dorgon said.

Shameless old scoundrel...

This guy clearly wants to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, letting him fight Baoze to the death so he can come out and pick up the scraps later.

"If you don't help, even if I'm at the peak of the Ultimate Path, I won't be able to defeat Baoze," Chairman Baker reminded him.

"I naturally have my enemies." Dorgon seemed to know what kind of enemies he would encounter: "Only in the ocean do I have the confidence to defeat her."

Baker Richardson's eyes flashed, and he said, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)