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

Chapter 81 Folk Monsters (Part 1) (Third Update)

Li Xianyu: "???"

Zhou Xiaoxiao was supposed to have vanished into thin air, so why are her eyes burning?

His spiritual eye was opened by his great-grandmother using a secret method. For ordinary bloodline descendants to open their spiritual eye, apart from special bloodline talents, they must cultivate their Qi to a high level. It is the same path as the nasal cultivation method given to him by the "Scent of a Beauty" master, which can allow newbies to have the exclusive benefits of masters in advance.

The difference is that his great-grandmother directly extracted his essence to help him open his spiritual eyes, but he had to cultivate his nasal passages on his own.

Each time his eyes burned, it meant there was a vengeful spirit lingering nearby. After Wang Mengmeng returned to the private room, she stayed close to him. If it were Zhou Xiaoxiao, he would have noticed it long ago. Besides, he had personally witnessed Zhou Xiaoxiao turn to ashes. No matter how wronged the vengeful spirit was, it had to be eliminated afterward. This was a clear rule of Baoze.

Huang Yicong!

Li Xianyu felt a chill run down her spine. The problem lay with him; her spiritual eyes had activated after contact with him. Thinking back carefully, Huang Yicong had been acting strangely ever since they met.

His face was blank, his eyes lifeless... Although many men have experienced this, he was terrified when listening to Wang Mengmeng's story. Wang Mengmeng wasn't good at storytelling, and hers wasn't scary. The only reason he was so terrified was because he had recently encountered something terrible, and Wang Mengmeng's story made him think deeply and empathize with her.

Li Xianyu quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe away her tears and looked at Huang Yicong again. He had changed; his face and chest were covered with a thick liquid similar to animal amniotic fluid.

Puffs of black smoke rose from his head.

Not a vengeful spirit?

Li Xianyu was bewildered. He was ultimately inexperienced in such supernatural matters and did not understand what the black smoke represented.

There were also those strange and disgusting thick liquids. They seemed to exist, but the people seemed unable to see them. Li Xianyu tried to gather his qi and tested his nasal passages, which he had not yet mastered. He smelled a fishy and disgusting odor.

Fortunately, there are a lot of experts in the group. If I encounter something I don't understand, I can just ask them.

Li Xianyu took out his phone, opened the Gu Yao app, and deliberately leaned back in his chair to prevent Wang Mengmeng from accidentally peeking at his screen.

The walking pile driver: "Big shots, I have a question for you."

Thunder War Maiden: "Li Xianyu, where did you go? You didn't come to the training room this afternoon, and I knocked on your door for ages tonight but no one answered."

Valkyrie, have you already become inseparable from me?

The Valkyrie is a potential violent maniac.

The teenage heartthrob: "When did the Valkyrie become so hung up on a man? [laughing]"

King Kong: [Humorous]

Tentacle Monster: [Humorous]

Li Bai: [Humorous]

Thunder Warrior: "Get lost!"

Walking Pile Driver: "Are you guys still listening? Can you stop going off-topic? Can you pay attention to what the newbie is saying?"

The teenage heartthrob: "What happened to you?"

The walking pile driver: "It's like this, one of my classmates had a bit of an accident... I don't know how to describe it, but there was a sticky liquid on his face, and he was also emitting wisps of black smoke."

After a moment of silence in the group chat, Thunder War Maiden said, "Come back quickly... never mind, give me your address, I'll come find you."

The mobile pile driver: "???"

Li Bai: "Young man, that's demonic energy. It means that a demon has appeared around your friend."

It turns out the black smoke was demonic energy.

In Li Xianyu's short month-long journey as a blood descendant, he only encountered a pair of orthopedic foxes at the very beginning, clearly understanding that the danger level of alien blood descendants was far beyond that of vengeful spirits.

The vengeful spirits are monsters you fight in the starting village, while the alien bloodline is a boss in the dungeon.

Jin Gang: "@Walking Pile Driver, write a report and send it to the task management department. There should be a report on the situation by tomorrow, and someone will naturally take on the task to help your classmate."

The walking pile driver: "So what should we do tonight? I'm not feeling well."

Li Xianyu was a little worried about Huang Yicong's condition. Being entangled by a demon was no joke; his life was in danger at any moment.

At this moment, the usually busy Thunder King popped up: "@Walking Pile Driver, does he have a lot of demonic energy about him?"

The mobile pile driver: "How do you determine whether something is heavy or light?"

The Thunder and Lightning Dharma King said: "The amount of a cigarette, an incense stick, a chimney, or even a fire."

This analogy is so vivid; the Dharma King is so witty.

Li Xianyu glanced at Huang Yicong's head, where wisps of black smoke curled upwards, making it look like he'd lit several cigarettes: "About the equivalent of three cigarettes?"

The Thunder King sent an "OK" gesture: "Ask him what has happened to him recently, be as detailed as possible, and then write a report for me."

After logging out of the Guyao software, Li Xianyu continued drinking and eating as if nothing had happened. The meal lasted from seven to eight o'clock. After they were full, Yang Guangtai, a single guy, suggested that they go to an internet cafe to play games together.

Having satisfied his basic needs, Zhao Yi naturally had no interest in wasting time on games; for a rich and handsome man like him, the evenings were extremely precious. Before leaving, he gave Li Xianyu a knowing, suggestive look.

Because the long-haired girl was plain-looking, she was ready to go home after finishing her meal. She wasn't interested in Huang Yicong or Yang Guangtai, and it seemed that her best friend had already won over Li Xianyu, whom she was interested in. So she lost interest.

Wang Mengmeng, looking all sweet and innocent as if she had Li Xianyu wrapped around her little finger, accompanied the three of them into the internet cafe.

She didn't play games, but opened a computer next to Li Xianyu. She was very well-behaved and didn't cause any trouble. She quietly read a novel by herself. Li Xianyu played games with Huang Yicong and Yang Guangtai. He paid attention to her twice. The first time was when she was reading a novel. The second time, she probably got bored and switched to watching a movie.

The third time I saw her, the big-eyed cutie was curled up on the sofa and fast asleep.

This girl is quite attractive. In Li Xianyu's previous unrestrained and free-spirited life, if he could date a girl like this...

With a round face, fair skin, and big, watery eyes, if she were a little shorter, she would be the most perfect legal loli in some people's eyes.

After finishing a game, Li Xianyu gently woke Wang Mengmeng up. "It's getting late, I'll take you home."

The big-eyed cutie looked at him, didn't say anything, and obediently nodded.

Considering that she was a single woman, Li Xianyu didn't dare to call a ride-hailing service and instead hailed a taxi on the roadside.

"I don't want to go home, let's go to a hotel," Wang Mengmeng said softly.

"I didn't intend to go home with you either," Li Xianyu said. "Let's go to the hotel..." Li, a driver with three or four years of experience, immediately understood.

Wang Mengmeng looked at him with gentle eyes.

How about we improve the meals for the second young master of the Li family?

The thought crossed Li Xianyu's mind, but he chose to refuse, revealing a smile that said, "Let's do it another day."

"Let's add each other on WeChat." Wang Mengmeng took out her phone, and the two added each other as friends.

The big-eyed, cute girl seemed about to say something but hesitated.

"Don't worry, she's gone and won't appear again." Li Xianyu gave her a forced injection.

"Are you getting on or not? Can't we tell from the roadside? Young people are so irresponsible." The driver said impatiently.

Wang Mengmeng reluctantly got into the taxi, which sped away, turned a corner at the traffic light, and disappeared from sight.

Li Xianyu's heart was still heavy. There was someone even more seriously injured upstairs. He lit a cigarette by the roadside and called Huang Yicong: "Old Huang, I'm downstairs. I have something to tell you."

When the second cigarette was ready, Huang Yicong, whose face was still blank, took the elevator downstairs, asked Li Xianyu for a cigarette, and the two squatted by the curb, puffing away.

"Haven't seen you for half a month, and you've gotten this weak?" Li Xianyu probed. "Your girlfriend is too fierce, isn't she?"

"What's it to her?" Huang Yicong waved his hand.

"You're no good," Li Xianyu clicked his tongue.

Huang Yicong punched him and laughed, "Get lost."

The sky was red, the city was vibrant with color, and orange lights illuminated cars speeding into the distance and those approaching from afar. It was 10:30 PM. Li Xianyu flicked away a cigarette butt and exhaled the smoke from his lungs: "What happened?"

Huang Yicong lowered his head, white smoke billowing from his nostrils: "It's nothing, I've just not feeling well these past few days."

"Come on, you smell like fish, can't you smell it yourself?" Li Xianyu said in a deep voice, "Just treat this as a casual chat. You seem out of sorts. If something's wrong, don't keep it to yourself, it'll make you feel better to talk it out."

It wouldn't be appropriate to pat him on the shoulder and say, "Hey bro, I'm from the legendary Chinese Dragon Group, specializing in fighting all eighteen kinds of demons and monsters."

The only way to get Huang Yicong to talk about the matter was through heart-to-heart talks.

The latter hesitated for a moment, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and exhaled forcefully: "Salted Fish, do you believe in ghosts?"

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(End of this chapter)