The little fox’s injuries are truly severe, almost on the brink of Primordial Spirit collapse, and its flesh body is barely holding together.

Compared to its injuries, the seductive women traveling with it are in much better condition, though each is still dispirited and stained with blood. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Wang Xuan hurried forward, immediately tensing up, and quickly said, "Liu Nan, go invite Elder Wei to come over." Although that old man doesn’t have the best temper, he is a True Immortal-level medical cultivator.

The injured little fox before him is none other than his old acquaintance, Tu Yingying. They often conversed in the past and shared camaraderie in Siberia, counting as very good friends.

Liu Nan wiped the sweat off his forehead, disappearing and quickly returning, apologetically saying, "Elder Wei is currently treating a Jade Platform Realm Venerable and cannot spare the time."

"Young master, quickly save Sister Yingying, her injuries are too severe."

"Doctor, please save her, Sister Yingying was severely injured by multiple Demon Kings. If something happens to her, the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint will surely be enraged."

...

The noise around was overwhelming, and Wang Xuan couldn’t concentrate enough to hear what they were saying, focusing on examining Tu Yingying’s injuries.

"Silence! Everyone leave, don’t leave a single person!" Wang Xuan shouted; he needed a quiet environment.

Everyone exchanged bewildered looks, unsure why he was so angry, and left anxiously, soon leaving only one person and one fox.

"You silly girl, why didn’t you protect yourself well?!" Wang Xuan muttered, taking out ten Peak of Earth Grade Super Grade pills and several Top-Grade Celestial Pills, prized treasures he had kept.

Magically dissolving a Super Grade pill, he guided it like flowing water into the little fox’s mouth. The Super Grade pills’ potency is powerful, capturing the creation of heaven and earth, yet gentle when exerted, extremely suitable for Tu Yingying whose flesh body is on the verge of collapse.

A flesh body nearly turned into pulp has a huge impact on the future; if not healed, there would be no future advancement, only the option to turn into a Ghost Cultivator.

Flesh body injuries are secondary; the key lies in the Primordial Spirit. If the Primordial Spirit collapses, it’s truly a death, leaving no future at all.

Pill after pill giving nourishment to the body and soul was fed to Tu Yingying. Wang Xuan saw her condition stabilizing slightly, then began converting vast amounts of Creation Magical Power.

Within the Golden Core of the Cyan Lotus Seed, extremely pure Creation Magical Power was birthed, far superior to what is normally used. Wang Xuan extracted his Spiritual Power from the magical power, refining it towards pure Source Power.

With his total magical power and understanding of the Path of Creation, ultimately he condensed a cluster of pure Creation Magical Power.

Wang Xuan carefully guided strand after strand of Creation Magical Power into Tu Yingying’s Sea of Consciousness, testing and contacting her dim and blurry Primordial Spirit, integrating it with the Essence Qi in her Sea of Consciousness.

Primordial Spirit injuries are a hundred times harder to treat than flesh injuries, and Dao injuries are yet a hundred times harder than Primordial Spirit injuries. Wang Xuan’s Primordial Spirit infiltrated Tu Yingying’s Sea of Consciousness for extremely delicate control.

As the first strand of pure Creation Magical Power merged into Tu Yingying’s Primordial Spirit, her Primordial Spirit began absorbing this pure power and repairing itself, allowing Wang Xuan’s anxious heart to relax halfway.

Strand after strand of pure Creation Magical Power depleted, Tu Yingying’s Primordial Spirit no longer felt so dim, and the cracks gradually closed.

When the pure magical power was exhausted, Tu Yingying’s Primordial Spirit stabilized, showing no signs of worsening, escaping the threat of collapse.

However, she still hadn’t regained consciousness.

Such a tragic state, Wang Xuan has treated many here but has never encountered such severe injuries, much less compared to when he first met this little Cyan Fox.

"Really worrisome." Wang Xuan shook his head. Both the Primordial Spirit injury and flesh body wounds, even staying by him wouldn’t heal in less than a year or more.

He secured Tu Yingying’s flesh body, correcting tendons and bones, clearing blood vessels and meridians, realigning the texture of blood and flesh.

With the body nearly collapsed, Wang Xuan felt that it could virtually be reforged, as the injuries were too severe, albeit the reforged body would never match the original.

Wang Xuan, who cultivates the Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo to the Peak of Primordial Spirit Sword, possesses Primordial Spirit power no lesser than average Divine Infant cultivators, yet putting together an internally nearly pulpy body like a puzzle, restoring the broken traces.

Hard, extremely hard!

But even if difficult, Wang Xuan harbored no intention of retreat, trying his utmost to repair.

Half an hour later, the fox body was finally pieced together, driven by his cultivation level to function, just like gluing a shattered porcelain back together.

From bone marrow and internal organs, to tendons, bones, and flesh, Wang Xuan refined copious amounts of Creation Magical Power, maintaining the flesh body’s function by supplementing, nourishing them steadily, until they regained sufficient vitality.

...

"It’s been two hours, why hasn’t he come out yet?!" Tu Yu and many sisters, after treating their injuries, waited outside with anxiety.

"Sister Yingying’s injuries are so severe, could it be she already, already..." Upon this thought, Tuo Le’s heart plunged into the abyss.

"What nonsense are you saying?!" Tu Ta rebuked. Being the eldest among them, she immediately steadied them, preventing wild thoughts.

"Sister Yingying went to save her younger brother, yet witnessed her dear brother’s death, making her heart spirit chaotic and seized by the alien race, hence ended up like this," Tuo Le sighed.

War inevitably involves casualties. Yet when it occurs close by, the heart grows bitter, wondering how those seemingly alive can suddenly die.

Wang Xuan exhausted his magical power, and now was refining captured Heaven and Earth Essence Qi to recover. With his grasp of the Path of Creation, his recovery speed was ten times faster than cultivators of the same realm.

Even battling Zhao Hao didn’t wear him out this much, but looking at Tu Yingying breathing steadily now, he felt accomplished, deeming his efforts worthwhile.

The two-foot-long cyan fox curled up into a ball, its breath regular, Wang Xuan stroked its fox body, having expended great effort, finally mending a large part of Tu Yingying’s injuries.

At least on the surface, it appeared as healthy as usual, becoming unaffected as long as no action was taken. Of course, deep injuries require a year or more under his care for future cultivation not to be impaired.

When Tu Yingying’s injuries improved, her fox form began changing to human form, soon transforming into a fox lady with exquisite curves and smooth, jade-like skin. Her figure was perfectly balanced between too much and too little.

Tu Yingying appeared petite before Wang Xuan. Her body floated up, Wang Xuan put a set of nightclothes on her, covering her graceful figure.

Standing guard by her side, Wang Xuan was recovering magical power when soon he heard a murmured whimper as Tu Yingying’s consciousness returned, suddenly exclaiming, "Bao Brother!"

Upon opening her eyes, her heart flooded with limitless sorrow over her younger brother’s death. Although her father had several sons, she had only one brother.

If the mother learns of this, who knows how much she will grieve, leaving her blankly crying streaming tears.

Wang Xuan sat at the bedside, wiped away her tears with his finger: "Cry if you want to."

Tu Yingying whimpered softly, showing a hint of surprise seeing Wang Xuan, but didn’t bother herself with it much at this moment.

She suddenly threw herself into Wang Xuan’s embrace and cried out loud, releasing her grief. Wang Xuan lent his shoulder to her, while comforting her.