Chapter 2: Recovery of the Divine Body

【Ding~ The Thunder God Body trial period has ended, it has now been retracted.】

"I'm seriously impressed, fine, retract the Body Refining Pill if you must, but even though this Thunder God Body is a total trap, at least it provided a bit of self-defense capability. How can you be so calculating!"

Song Nanxiao was hopping mad. The lightning special effects on his body had already ceased to exist, and the sea of thunder vanished along with them. The sky instantly cleared for ten thousand miles. The group of people who had been struck by lightning saw this, twisted their heads with malicious intent, and once again surrounded Song Nanxiao in a corner.

Song Nanxiao was panic-stricken. He slowly closed his eyes, leaned his back against the wall, and shouted for help like a madman: "What do you want to do! If you don't leave, I'm going to scream! Help! Someone is trying to rob me of my money and my virtue!"

"Hehehe, screw your mother! You fried my ass to a crisp, I must make you taste—Seven Wolves, King of Kings, for jelly I choose Xi Zhi..."

"You piece of trash, even if you scream 'Po Houlong' until your throat breaks, no one will come to save you, hahahaha!"

"If you kneel before us brothers now and kowtow until we are satisfied, we might consider leaving you a whole corpse!"

"Po Houlong, Po Houlong, come quickly to protect your master!"

Never would he have expected that Song Nanxiao's chuunibyou had flared up again; the bastard actually shouted it!

"Hahahaha! Is this guy an idiot? Stupid and a piece of trash, a one-in-a-million cultivation prodigy!"

"I only admire my Brother Xiao, ha... haha, sorry, I can't hold it in..."

【Do you wish to open the Newbie Gift Pack?】

"That's a must!" Saying this, Song Nanxiao tapped his finger on the 【Open】 button on the interface.

【Congratulations to the host for obtaining the attendant "Po Houlong", do you wish to deploy him?】

"Ask and you shall receive, System, I really love you!"

This move by the System truly resolved Song Nanxiao's urgent crisis, and his attitude did a complete 360-degree turn.

【Oh, how embarrassing, I'm still just a young, innocent System.】

Uh... these days, even Systems have learned to be shy?

A thought sprouted in Song Nanxiao's mind, lingering and unable to be cast aside. No, it's too eye-searing... I can't look at it.

"Go wash yourself!"

A tone-deaf menial disciple leaped into the air, swung his fist, and prepared to smash it into Song Nanxiao's face. However, Song Nanxiao pivoted his feet and skillfully dodged this fatal blow.

"Yo, not bad, your footwork is pretty slick. Brothers, all together now!"

Immediately, a group of menial disciples quickly surrounded Song Nanxiao, preparing to gang up on him. Who would have thought, a beautiful and handsome figure leaped through the air, walking across the roof of the Scripture Depository, but accidentally tripped over a roof tile, fell to the ground with a *crack*, and inadvertently landed right on top of Song Nanxiao...

"Who the hell are you? Your Brother Xiao was just about to get a pentakill!"

Song Nanxiao angrily grabbed the handsome man by the throat, flipped him onto the ground, and asked with an unfriendly tone.

"Your subordinate Po Houlong begs forgiveness for arriving late to protect you, Master!"

Po Houlong straightened his clothes and hat, knocked his fist against the ground, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head to repent to Song Nanxiao.

"Po Houlong, I order you to forcefully take the heads of these little thieves and bring them to me!"

"Yes!"

"Sorry, brothers."

Po Houlong drew a long sword directly from the scabbard hanging at his waist. It was three feet long, entirely snow-silver in color, with an exquisite design and faint snowflake carvings—vivid and peerless. Po Houlong held this long sword, a cold light suddenly appearing in his eyes. He performed a sword flourish and immediately swung the sword to slash at the group of menial disciples.

*Clang! *

"Damn, there really is a Po Houlong?"

"What a sin~ perhaps the moon..."

"This brother, I observed the stars last night, and this old man has calculated with his fingers that you and I are destined to be together. Why don't we become sworn brothers?"

"What a pity, such a handsome guy, yet he takes orders from a piece of trash. Sigh, what a sin!"

That group of troublemaking menial disciples spoke righteously, but in reality, they were just trying to make the two of them turn on each other, aiming to take them both down without expending a single soldier.

"Shut up!"

Po Houlong slashed his sword onto the back of one of the chubby ones, but unexpectedly, the three-foot-long blade snapped directly. The broken sword flew off and nearly impaled Song Nanxiao in the crotch, but fortunately, it didn't.

"Damn, that was awkward."

Po Houlong stopped, scratched his beautiful hair, and hummed a little tune to ease the incredibly tense atmosphere...

"Your mother! I almost had my family jewels cut off by you! You're useless at everything, just watch your Brother Xiao! Pan Zhoudan, twenty-nine years old, graduated from the London Polytechnic University in the Eagle Kingdom..."

Song Nanxiao stood up rapidly, grabbed Po Houlong by the collar, and threw a punch... After beating him up, he straightened his clothes and hat, turned around and went up. His pace was extremely strange, like a swimming dragon diving into water, and like a ghostly shadow. As his head turned, his snake-like footwork flashed past the crowd's encirclement, and in the end, he actually...

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"This is the damn Iron Head Technique!"

"Whose head is this hard?"

"Hard-headed, hard-headed, truly hard-headed!"

Without exception, the heads of the group of menial disciples had all been struck by Song Nanxiao's iron head. They looked like a string of candied haws, with large bumps rising one after another—a miserable sight to behold...

"I am Pan Zhoudan. The bumps are my gift to you; there's no need to kowtow." Song Nanxiao flicked his hands nonchalantly, not caring about anything.

Song Nanxiao smiled slightly: "With those expressions, do you want some more big bumps?"

"No, no, no, keep the bumps for yourself, brother. Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

"Sorry for the disturbance, we have offended you!"

In the blink of an eye, the group of troublemaking menial disciples had vanished without a trace, and Po Houlong's admiration for Song Nanxiao grew even deeper...

"Master, I want to learn the Iron Head Technique too!"

"What Iron Head Technique, this is called Pan Zhoudan!"

Po Houlong cupped his fists and said respectfully: "Then Master, I want to learn Pan Zhoudan!"

"As for this... to practice this art, one must swing the blade and castrate oneself. Young man, have you thought it through?"

Song Nanxiao looked at Po Houlong's incredibly sincere gaze, his own eyes rippling with clear, autumn-like waves, and he reached out to pat Po Houlong's head with a benevolent expression, saying helplessly.

"What, swing the blade and castrate myself?! Well then... sigh! Doesn't this mean, Master, that you are a..."

Just as Po Houlong was deflating, he suddenly thought of something else and was about to start speaking, but a stinking shoe sole slapped onto his face, followed immediately by a stinking foot kicking him in the butt, and after that... what greeted him was a brutal beating... the tragic sight was truly indescribable!

【Congratulations to the host for successfully repelling the enemy; your actions were decisive and swift, fitting the style of a villain. Villain Value +200 (redeemable), Luck Value +10】

【Character panel as follows:

Name: Song Nanxiao

Age: 22

Appearance: 52 (out of 100)

Luck Value: Black (-290)

Martial Arts: None

Cultivation: Gathering Qi Stage 1

Soul Body: Human Grade

Divine Ability: None

Villain Value: 200 (can be redeemed in the shop)

Storage Space: Three-Turn Purple Spirit Pill*1 (one-click use)

System Evaluation: You are still a piece of trash right now】

"System, open the shop, I want to redeem."

【Shop opened (Level 1)

Precognition Art (Divine Ability): 5000 Villain Value

Rune Pill (Grade 3 Spirit Pill): 500 Villain Value

Primary Dao Bone (Constitution): 250 Villain Value

Primary Dragon Eye (Constitution): 10000 Villain Value

... First-time redemption, 20% off】

"Let's redeem a Dao Bone!"

Song Nanxiao pondered carefully for a moment and still chose the "Dao Bone"; calculating it, it was exactly 200 Villain Value, just enough to use.

【Redemption successful, now deposited into Storage Space】