Fang Zong's room was still upstairs. Staring at his back, Aunt Liu's face turned green. Trying to save face, she gave an awkward laugh: "This kid, if you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why spout such big lies!"

"It might not be a lie," Aunt Mei said thoughtfully. It's like when the mayor comes to a ribbon-cutting ceremony, and if you say you can't show your face, you don't—you're very obedient. Xiao Zong said he's a deputy director-level official, which is equivalent to the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city; it might not be a lie.

Aunt Liu's face turned even greener.

Zhao Zhixia had also thought of this and was a little worried. She rubbed her hands together and said, "Honey, what's going on with Xiao Zong? He was said to have become a high-ranking official in the United States, and now he's a deputy director-level official in our country, just like a deputy mayor. Is he doing something dangerous?"

Her mind was filled with images of agents, spies, and bloodshed in America; Zhao Zhixia was so anxious she was almost in tears.

"It's the child's own business, what's it to you?" Fang Yongsheng remained relatively calm, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going? Wait, we need to ask Xiao Zong." Zhao Zhixia shouted.

"Don't ask! He's grown up!" Fang Yongsheng turned around, his face beaming with excitement. "I'll go cook and stew all the good stuff Xiao Zong mailed me the other day. It's my treat today, I'm so happy! Hahahaha..."

Hearing his father's loud laughter, Fang Zong rubbed his slightly red eyes and locked his bedroom door.

The bedroom was large, featuring a rather unique European-style soft bed big enough for five people to roll around in, and a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror covering the entire wall. It was probably placed there by the demon-slaying team, as they are a special group who need to frequently monitor changes in their bodies.

Fang Zong took off his clothes, revealing his firm eight-pack abs, which were a bit too hard and felt very hard when tapped.

This is a big advantage in bodybuilding competitions, but Fang Zong felt that his copper-skin ability made him look more like a tin man, and not as good-looking as normal muscles.

"I wonder to what extent the fourth-level Dragon Yang Qi will strengthen my body?" he thought to himself, taking out a ball of evil ghost energy from the Yin Gathering Bottle and swallowing it directly.

“Hiss…” He actually ate it, he ate it directly! In the hair salon across the street, Xue Nuo covered her eyes, staring at the screen on the tablet through her fingers. Suddenly, she let go and jumped up and down in a scream.

"What did you eat?" Li Xiaoran walked over, glanced at the screen, and then looked away. "Why are you still monitoring him? He's already one of us. If you do this and anger him, Old Meng will go crazy."

"We finally managed to install the cameras without Old Meng's knowledge, how can we not use them? Besides, I don't know what Old Meng saw in him that made him a deputy director-level official? Wait, no! I mean, he ate... he ate a whole mass of evil spirit energy!" Xue Nuo started to break down again. That was evil spirit energy, it was evil spirit energy!

Li Xiaoran was also startled. Even if she got tainted by the evil spirit's aura, it would take a lot of effort to get rid of it. Fang Zong just ate it? She pulled over the tablet and looked at it carefully.

"It's so hot! Hotter than the previous three times!" For some reason, Fang Zong felt a sharp edge on his back, a chill ran through him from time to time, and goosebumps rose on his skin. But his male energy surged like a fire doused with gasoline, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

It's so hot this time!

It's hotter than ever! The fire is raging!

Fang Zong, curled up in bed, let out a heavy sigh. He couldn't lie still any longer, because not only was his body burning with desire, but he was also harboring a painful, burning anger within his heart.

In short, my body was getting hotter and hotter, and the heat in my heart was getting stronger and stronger!

Suddenly, 'Snap!', it felt like something inside my heart shattered. I opened my mouth and a cloud of purplish-black smoke came out. My internal organs and the inside of my body, centered on my spine, felt incredibly comfortable. It was as if a donkey pulling a millstone had been freed from its reins, and I felt so light that I could almost fly!

With a flick of his heels, Fang Zong straightened up using only the strength of his heels. With a quick flick of his toes, he moved swiftly across the bed and stood in front of the full-length mirror.

Fang Zong saw a blurry image in the mirror, covered by rising steam, but it quickly became clear, revealing his steel-like muscles.

The muscles seemed to be melted by fire, constantly softening, while the skin on the body's surface, as hard as iron, actually melted, cracking along the muscle lines. After leaving the body, before even hitting the ground, it melted into a pool of fiery red gas-liquid semi-mixed water.

"Hiss~~~~" Fang Zong subconsciously took a breath.

The fiery red mixed water flowed directly into my nostrils, like drinking a large bowl of ginger tea in the dead of winter. A surge of heat flowed through my chest, across my shoulders and hips, and down my arms and thighs, spreading throughout my body.

"Dingdang, congratulations on the Summoner's skill upgrade! Dragon Yang Qi has been upgraded to the fourth level!"

"Double kill! Summoner Red Hand has unleashed a massive power! Dragon Yang Qi has refined the Copper Skin ability, Copper Skin ability +1, Copper Skin ability +1, Copper Skin ability +1!"

In an instant, the copper skin's ability level rose three levels, reaching the ninth level, far surpassing the sword energy ability that was the same before.

"What's going on? It feels like someone is watching me?" After feeling more comfortable, Fang Zong felt uneasy. He stared at the large full-length mirror for a while, but didn't find any miniature cameras or pinhole cameras. He then drew the curtains and made a Hercules-like pose in front of the mirror.

Copper Skin's abilities have returned to basics ahead of schedule, with perfectly streamlined muscles—absolutely fantastic!

“This is…” In the hair salon across the street, Li Xiaoran frowned and asked in confusion, “That’s strange. Doesn’t he only have one power node that enhances his physique? How come judging from his various performances, he’s still a defensive warrior? How can a support class be both offensive and defensive?”

"So what if he can fight and withstand attacks?" Xue Nuo's eyes were filled with surprise, but he said unconvinced, "His defense is only at the level of ability. At most, he can withstand a feather duster. Sister Xiaoran, have you ever seen a support technique that is so powerful that it can be used as a front-line soldier?"

"I've never seen anything like it. The human body has its limits; being able to withstand the enhancement of four different energy nodes is already quite impressive," Li Xiaoran said calmly. "Supportive energy nodes help others, and the energy needs to seep out of the body gradually. Combat energy nodes enhance oneself, requiring energy to be controlled within the body or leaving a channel for violent output. This guy is really strange, but his growth rate is very fast, and his potential is definitely not weak. I believe that if he doesn't perish prematurely, he is very likely to become a powerful overlord in the future."

"Tch, I can't possibly have the same potential as you, can I?" Xue Nuo pouted dismissively, but her eyes couldn't help but be glued to the screen. Tsk tsk, this kid's physique really is demigod-level.

Looking further down, Xue Nuo's eyes lit up, but he immediately exhaled a breath of stale air and scoffed, "What a brute."