A fair judge cannot easily resolve family matters; this is a truth Wang Xuan understood long ago. He was wondering who the man was, despite instructing Tu Yingying to rest well, yet that person insisted on coming in.

After making a remark, Wang Xuan immediately retreated.

Because that was Tu Yingying's father, no matter how their father-daughter relationship is, he should not interfere.

A junior sister of Liu Nan, Zhong Ai, was not far away. Wang Xuan beckoned her to come over and instructed, "Stand here for a while, don't let anyone in, got it?"

The young lady, who had just turned twenty-one today, quickly nodded: "Got it, Brother Wang. By the way, you probably haven't eaten yet, I brought you some Spirit Fruit."

As she said this, her figure vanished and quickly returned with a fruit plate, handing it to Wang Xuan with a shy expression, "Brother Wang saved so many people today; everyone admires you greatly."

"Thank you." Wang Xuan's smile made the young lady cheerful, even though he knew there might not be much connection with this girl in the future.

Having eaten a few Fire Dates and Immortal Pears, he satisfied his appetite somewhat. People often greeted him on the way, despite his peculiar medical habits, he indeed treated many injured.

While inspecting the ward, he encountered Liu Nan. The young man was about to greet Wang Xuan, but upon seeing the tray in Wang Xuan's hand, his face stiffened. Wang Xuan asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Nan replied wistfully, "This fruit plate was originally sent to my junior sister Zhong Ai." Yet, he sent it first, and she passed it to Wang Xuan right after, which shocked him greatly.

"Oh?" Wang Xuan paused, then ate another Fire Date and handed the fruit plate to Liu Nan, "Don't be upset, it's back in your hands now, isn't it?"

Even though the matter wasn't related to the fruit plate.

Wang Xuan was shrouded in a layer of Evil Qi, born from killing, nearly condensed into an Energy Shield due to its intensity. Closer to his body was a faint golden glow, representing the pure power of Merit.

A person with Merit Protection is not easily invaded by external evils and unlikely to suffer Demon Possession. If accumulated sufficiently, it could even enhance cultivation, although accumulation is not easy.

Upon seeing this Evil Qi and Merit, others would show expressions of respect and fear, not daring to provoke him easily. Liu Nan and others knew that Wang Xuan was a Killing God, with countless beings perishing by his hand, slaughtering Demon Beasts like trampled grass, yet saving many lives as well, quite contradictory.

Wang Xuan took off the white coat marking his identity as a Medical Cultivator, since it was not as busy here anymore. As long as the condition of the injured sent here stabilized and they didn't die, they would essentially recover.

The remaining efforts were on slow recuperation.

The camp at the Immortal Martial Mountain was empty, with only less than a hundred people present. The Celestial Demon Realm had just experienced turmoil, although suppressed, many follow-up matters remained.

A dozen heavily injured senior brothers were in the camp; their injuries were manageable. Knowing Wang Xuan had significant achievements in Medical Dao, they simply waited here for him.

"Minor injuries, they'll heal quickly." Wang Xuan was skilled in treating physical injuries, though detoxifying and eliminating Exotic Energy were not his forte, the Power of Creation would merely be a side note.

As he focused on treating fellow disciples, Tu Yingying bowed low before the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint — one of the Qingqiu Fox Demons' leaders.

The ward was quiet, air filled with a heavy atmosphere. Tu Yingying was anxious, despite her father's usual attentiveness to his children, his presence still felt severe.

"Father, Hebo is dead. His death was my fault. I didn't save my brother in time, only to watch helplessly as he died at the hands of the Alien Race." Sobbing, Tu Yingying admitted her guilt, without saying more.

"Alas." The Celestial Illusion Fox Saint sighed; though having many children, the Qingqiu Fox Race predominantly had more women and less men, portraying a female-dominated scene.

With only a few sons, having one die in battle made it impossible for him not to feel sadness and anger.

"How's your injury?" Celestial Illusion Fox Saint asked.

His son's battlefield death was heroic. During the chaos, his daughter failing to save Hebo was inevitably unfortunate, how could he blame her?

"Mostly recovered, just needing long-term recuperation." Tu Yingying slightly raised her head, "Father, you don't blame me?"

Of course, the Celestial Illusion Fox Saint knew about his daughter's serious injuries; he rushed back after collaborating with numerous True Immortals to defeat Ten Thousand Beasts Realm's Demon Saints, not only because of his son's battlefield death but also due to Tu Yingying's injuries.

Fortunately, upon his return, his daughter was still alive, surprisingly drawn back from the Ghost Gate and seemed lively, showcasing the Medical Cultivator's exceptional skills.

"Your mother has already lost a son; she cannot lose a daughter too, do you understand?" Celestial Illusion Fox Saint asked again: "Is that young guy your doctor? At such a young age possessing the Peak of Earth Immortal cultivation level, very commendable."

Wang Xuan's vitality was strong, emanating life force, clearly a young man in his thirties, considered outstanding among the youth.

As a True Disciple of Immortal Martial True Inheritance, he possessed both status and power, naturally attracting his attention.

When hearing his father mention his mother, Tu Yingying's gaze dimmed; if her mother knew about Hebo's death, who knows how heartbroken she would be?

No, perhaps her mother already knows.

"Wang Xuan is my friend; he helped care for me last time when injured at Abyss Mountain and happened upon him here again, which surprised me." Tu Yingying naturally was shocked; she didn't expect Wang Xuan to be here and save her again.

The Peak of Earth Immortal cultivation, exceptional Medical Dao skills, these were unexpected to her.

"What's your relationship? Is that young man coming to Qingqiu to propose?" Celestial Illusion Fox Saint asked seriously, as if he rarely showed a smile, or it couldn't be seen even if he did.

"We are just very good friends." Tu Yingying hurriedly replied. Wang Xuan saved her twice, truly a life-and-death friendship.

"Heard some feedback, seems like a fine young man, you might be reaching after some years; if you fancy him, seize the chance." Celestial Illusion Fox Saint straightforwardly suggested.

The atmosphere in the ward became lighter; with many daughters, he gained experience in seeking sons-in-law, understanding good men shouldn't slip away, or they might be gone.

"He has a fiancée." Tu Yingying responded calmly.

"Oh?" Celestial Illusion Fox Saint slightly frowned, murmuring, "As a Demon Saint, my daughter ought to be the rightful wife, no reasoning to be a concubine; best to keep that lad away."

Tu Yingying said, "Father, we truly are just good friends."

Being friends mattered most about happiness, having Wang Xuan as a friend felt wonderful.

"Do as you please, if any problem arises, I'll support you."

...

Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop.

The sound of horse hooves arose; Wang Xuan saw the knightly young lady riding, akin to a descending Angela, pure and noble, certainly proud.

"You're here?" Wang Xuan was slicing beef using the Treasure Saber; naturally, the meat was from the Demon King of Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, only Demon King-level flesh could be regarded as a tonic for his physique.

"I'm here." The knightly young lady's unicorn mount neighed; she held a golden longbow, arrows still stained with blood.

As soon as the war ended, she came seeking Wang Xuan, attesting to her pride, and competitive spirit.

"You should have come a few months earlier or later." Wang Xuan consumed Demon King-level beef, piece by piece translucent without blood stains, quite tasty.

In ancient China, there was a tradition of eating raw foods, and at his level, consuming raw meat better absorbed the essence in flesh and blood.

"Neither early nor late, just the right time." The proud young lady was utterly confident.

Wang Xuan nodded, "Confidence is good, will you have some beef? Being Demon King-level, it's quite a tonic."

Though this Western young lady apparently possessed a cleanliness fixation, preferring to avoid raw meat.

"When can we duel?!" Avril asked.

"Anytime." Wang Xuan responded full of confidence.

Both were about to initiate a challenge, yet their conversation felt trivial, especially Wang Xuan's casual tone, akin to small talk.

Because Wang Xuan was the King of Earth Immortals, even without wielding the Primordial Spirit Sword, he could suppress her; truly in a life-and-death duel, he could end her life within twenty moves.

"A good mount is lacking." Wang Xuan washed his hands, stood up, and began walking away.

This place was not spacious enough, lacking the thrill of battle.