This indeed is:
The mad demon probes Wanyun, the blessed immortal startles the ox's heart.
Anger-mad and longing to vent fury, calamity extends to all ordinary men.
...
"Senior brother, slow down a bit!"
Ningning Mu supported Li Ping'an as they walked out of the bedroom.
Li Ping'an's complexion was still somewhat pale at this moment, his walk slightly unsteady, but he was largely unimpeded.
No sooner had he seated himself in the recliner than Ice Blue Immortal Light appeared.
Qing Su materialized beside Li Ping'an, her movements natural as she picked up his arm to carefully examine it.
"Turns out it's nothing serious."
Qing Su's beautiful face was tinged with more emotion, her usually slightly pursed lips now rising into a smile.
She said to Li Ping'an, "Next time you want to attempt something and I can be of help, there's no need for you to risk it yourself. My Primordial Spirit can take more battering than your Primordial Soul."
