"Xiaoyang, after fighting like this these past few days, you really weren't hurt?"
In the training room, Bai Yang had rarely run into Bai Sheng. The two brothers did some simple training together.
Their strength gap had been too great before, so they simply could not train together.
Now that Bai Sheng had also broken through to become a War God, and Bai Yang had no plans to make any major moves lately, he had time for some routine exercise instead.
"I'm fine, Brother Sheng. There were so many livestreams yesterday. So many people saw it—how could I have been injured?"
As Bai Yang spoke, he pressed Bai Sheng's shoulders a few times, helping him relax his muscles and get into better condition.
He had only just broken through recently, so overly intense training was not suitable for him either.
Given Bai Sheng's talent, if he did not take any medicine, a Primary War God would be his limit.
Bai Yang gave him a quick look and asked, "Brother Sheng, do you really not need me to get you some [Dragon Blood] or something? That would raise your strength much faster."
Bai Sheng shook his head directly. "No need. I don't like using that kind of thing. I used to cultivate for this family, but now, whether I train or not doesn't really make much difference.
"It's just a habit I've had for years. I still haven't even learned all the cultivation techniques you gave me. I'll just take it slow."
Seeing this, Bai Yang naturally could not force him.
His family and friends had not yet reached the point of needing life extension. Once he advanced to the sixth stage—the ultimate form—
and could better control the Monster Cells, research into the second type of cells, completely free of