The elephant's attitude toward Chen Xiao took an almost complete one hundred and eighty degree turn.

From a fierce man who vowed to see Chen Xiao dead, he instantly became Chen Xiao's little fanboy.

And after Chen Xiao gained this two-hundred-kilogram little fanboy, he discovered that beneath the opponent's rough exterior, he was actually quite simple and honest.

"Chen Xiao, since you are Brother Han's good brother, then you are my, Daxiang's, good brother. We can be considered as having made friends through fighting. From now on, we are our own people!"

Chen Xiao was speechless. This person was too comfortable with strangers, wasn't he?

Moreover, his relationship with Han Jiuqian was just a cooperative one. When did they become good brothers!

Han Jiuqian, on the other hand, understood Daxiang's personality very well. He smiled slightly and said, "Brother Chen, please forgive me for not informing you in advance. I think the reason you came to the provincial capital is also because of the Underworld Palace, right? I originally planned to call you tomorrow to discuss it, but I didn't expect us to be so fated to meet here today. Since that's the case, I'll tell you now."

Chen Xiao could tell at a glance that this Han Jiuqian didn't really trust him.

The so-called cooperative relationship, he probably didn't really take it to heart, at most just not being enemies for the time being.

Chen Xiao saw through it but didn't expose it, but shook his head: "Boss Han, I am a doctor. In my eyes, no matter how important things are, nothing is more important than the safety of the patient. Let me see Daxiang's condition first, and then we'll talk about other things!"

Upon hearing this, Han Jiuqian naturally wouldn't stop him, and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Brother Chen. I thank Brother Chen on behalf of Daxiang."

Chen Xiao shook his head: "Boss Han, you're too polite."

Daxiang asked with a look of disbelief: "Brother Chen, can you really cure my illness? The doctor said that my illness is incurable and I can only wait to die."

Daxiang's expression was a little dim. Han Jiuqian smiled slightly and said, "Daxiang, you may not know it yet, but Brother Chen is a miracle doctor. Qi Tianhu was poisoned with a peerless poison, but Chen Xiao saved him. Maybe Brother Chen has a way to cure your incurable disease!"

Daxiang was suddenly shocked: "What? Qi Tianhu's poison was removed? I thought he was dead!"

Chen Xiao said lightly: "Your illness is different from the poison that Qi Tianhu suffered from. His was caused by external objects, while your illness is congenital!"

"Brother Chen, you can even see that? You're too amazing!"

Daxiang was dumbfounded, with an extremely exaggerated expression on his face.

Just diagnosing his illness took him to no less than ten hospitals and took several years, and it was only after examinations with various advanced instruments that the final conclusion was reached.

But Chen Xiao didn't even take his pulse, and just by looking at him, he guessed seven or eight out of ten, which made him have to admire him.

Chen Xiao then said, "Your illness is caused by a certain gene deficiency. You lack the hormones that inhibit growth in your body, so until now, your body is still growing continuously, from muscles to fat, and even bone tissue. It hasn't stopped for a single second!"

"What helps you succeeds, and what helps you fails! You gained this body because of a genetic defect!"

"The constantly growing muscles provide you with earth-shattering power, and the endless fat wraps your body with a layer of tough armor. To be honest, you are born to fight!"

After listening to Chen Xiao's words, Daxiang deeply agreed and admired Chen Xiao to the point of prostration.

At this time, Chen Xiao changed the subject and said, "Unfortunately, this is a talent given to you by God, and also a curse given to you by God. Since you were thirty-five years old, your body has been unable to bear its own growth."

"Your blood, heart, liver and other organs can no longer bear the rapid growth of muscles, fat and bones, just like a sports car that has reached its top speed and is in danger of blowing its engine at any time!"

"But you have no way to stop the car, or even slow it down!"

Chen Xiao's explanation gave Daxiang a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Because until today, he finally knew what was going on with his illness!

The doctors in the hospital had told him a lot before, but he couldn't understand it. The only thing he could understand was that he had an incurable disease and would not live long.

Thinking that his body was about to blow its engine, Daxiang was as depressed as a two-hundred-kilogram child.

"Brother Chen, then what do you think I should do? You must have a way to cure my illness, right?"

Now Chen Xiao had become his only hope, his last straw.

However, Chen Xiao shook his head: "To be honest, your illness is not strictly a disease, it's just your natural physique. Since it's not a disease, I have no way to treat it!"

Daxiang was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "It seems that my fate is like this. Brother Chen, you don't have to blame yourself. After listening to you so much, I have no regrets. At least I now understand how I'm going to die!"

Chen Xiao's heart moved slightly. He didn't expect this big fat man to be so open-minded, which made his impression of Daxiang even better.

So he smiled and said, "Although I can't cure your illness, I have a way to keep you from dying!"

"What? Brother Chen, is what you said true? Please, stop beating around the bush, what's going on?"

Chen Xiao said that he couldn't cure his illness for a while, and then said that he could keep him from dying for a while, which confused him.

Chen Xiao said: "I have a body refining technique here that is just right for you to practice!"

Daxiang was puzzled: "Practicing a technique? Brother Chen, can I not die if I practice it?"

Chen Xiao nodded: "This technique is called Baoyan Duan Ti Jue (Explosive Flame Body Tempering Art). The technique itself is very simple and crude. It relies on consuming the cultivator's flesh and blood to improve cultivation. So for ordinary people, practicing this technique is equivalent to suicide, but for you, it is very suitable!"

Daxiang was stunned: "Brother Chen, do you mean that I not only don't have to die, but also can increase my strength? Is there such a good thing in the world?"

Chen Xiao nodded: "Go get me paper and pen, I'll write it for you now!"

Han Jiuqian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was shocked.

Chen Xiao was able to take out such a magical body refining technique so easily. How profound must his background be? What kind of person is he?

No wonder Qi Tianhu willingly gave way to him. This is a super golden thigh!

Even Han Jiuqian himself couldn't help but want to hug this golden thigh!

Chen Xiao wrote down the technique and handed it to Daxiang: "Take it and practice it. If there's anything you don't understand, call me and ask."

This Baoyan Duan Ti Jue (Explosive Flame Body Tempering Art) is good, after all, it is a technique from the Immortal World.

But it's also not good, because it needs to rely on consuming one's own flesh and blood to improve strength, which ordinary people can't practice at all.

So for Chen Xiao, this is a rib! (something of little value or use)

Tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard!