Gao Wu: A centenarian old man, many children and good fortune! Chapter 141

Within the Mist Canyon, as the black-robed Battle King was trapped by Xiao Yan’s thunderous methods, the scales of victory had completely tipped.

Facing Xiao Yan’s unfathomable strength, like that of a god or demon, and his three subordinates who had already been suppressed by the domain power, rendered immobile and ashen-faced, the black-robed Battle King’s last shred of resistance was utterly crushed.

He knew that today, he had fallen.

Fallen completely and utterly.

There were no superfluous words, no futile struggles.

Under Xiao Yan’s icy gaze, the black-robed Battle King chose the “wisest” outcome—to abandon resistance and surrender.

He dispersed the black mist protecting his body, revealing a pale, sinister middle-aged face beneath his cloak, his eyes filled with unwillingness and dread.

Xiao Yan did not immediately strike to kill.

A living Battle King, sometimes, was more valuable than a dead one.

He directly used his formidable spiritual power to leave a restriction at the black-robed Battle King’s spiritual core, ensuring that the opponent could not play any tricks. Subsequently, along with the three terrified Rank Seven subordinates, he sealed their cultivation with special techniques, preparing to bring them back to the city for further disposal, like mere cargo.

Having done all this, Xiao Yan turned his gaze back to the surviving Guardians.

“This place is not suitable for prolonged stay.”

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

“Those with severe injuries will be personally brought back by me. The rest of you, organize your equipment, count casualties, and wait for reinforcements on the spot.”

The Guardian Captain struggled to stand and salute, but Xiao Yan raised a hand to stop him.

“No need for formalities. Take care of yourselves first.”

Xiao Yan’s gaze fell upon the exquisitely beautiful woman, whose life force was now extremely weak, surrounded by several anxious team members.

Bing Yu.

Vice-captain of the Seventh Guardian Squad.

A Rank Five Battle General.

At this moment, her originally clear and stunning face was as pale as paper, and the hideous wound on her chest was still oozing black blood, clearly indicating that she had been poisoned by some malicious energy.

Had it not been for her astonishing willpower and decent cultivation, she would have long since perished.

“Her injuries are the most severe; I’ll take her back first.”

Xiao Yan did not hesitate. With a flicker of his figure, he was already beside Bing Yu.

He reached out and carefully lifted her delicate, yet cold and weak body into his arms.

The touch was soft and surprisingly elastic, along with… the almost dissipating warmth of life.

A pure Battle King’s power, imbued with the harmonious essence of Tai Chi, was carefully channeled by Xiao Yan into Bing Yu’s body, temporarily protecting her heart meridian and slowing the worsening of her injuries.

“City Lord…”

The Guardian Captain looked at Xiao Yan personally holding Bing Yu, his eyes filled with gratitude and… a hint of inexplicable complexity.

He knew that if the City Lord had not arrived in time, all of them, including Bing Yu, would have perished here today.

“You all, also tend to your injuries quickly and await rescue.”

Xiao Yan, holding Bing Yu, nodded to the Guardian Captain, then his figure once again transformed into a streak of light, soaring through the air towards New Nanjing City Four at an even faster speed than when he arrived.

He needed to get Bing Yu back to the city as quickly as possible for the best treatment.

As for the remaining Guardians and the captured black-robed individuals, he believed Lin Wei would arrange the subsequent reinforcements and escort matters.

…

New Nanjing City Four, core district, Xiao Residence.

Within the newly constructed colossal manor, a specially designated independent medical complex with the most advanced medical equipment and the most professional medical team was now brightly lit, the atmosphere tense and solemn.

When Xiao Yan, holding the blood-soaked and dying Bing Yu, appeared as if by instantaneous teleportation at the emergency room door of the medical complex, the medical team, already notified by Lin Wei and standing by, immediately took over with the fastest speed.

Various state-of-the-art life support instruments were quickly connected, top-grade healing agents were carefully injected into Bing Yu’s body, and several experienced battle medics (field doctors, usually possessing decent cultivation themselves) gathered around the operating table, their expressions grave as they began resuscitation.

Xiao Yan stood outside the emergency room, looking at the tightly shut door and the constantly flashing red warning light, his brows slightly furrowed.

Bing Yu’s injuries were more severe than he had imagined.

The evil energy that had invaded her body was extremely insidious, not only continuously destroying her vitality but also eroding her spiritual core.

Had he not timely protected her heart meridian with his own Battle King’s power, perhaps…

“City Lord, are you also injured?”

Lin Wei had appeared beside him at some point, looking at the bloodstains on his clothes (though most were Bing Yu’s) and his slightly solemn expression, her eyes filled with worry.

Xiao Yan shook his head.

“I am fine. It’s just… the situation inside is not optimistic.”

He paused, then looked at Lin Wei.

“How are the other Guardians? Have the support troops arrived?”

Lin Wei immediately reported.

“Reporting to City Lord, the rapid response force has arrived at Mist Canyon and is assisting the remaining Guardians in evacuating and escorting the captives back.”

“According to preliminary statistics, the Seventh Guardian Squad, originally with fifteen members, in this battle… seven sacrificed, five severely wounded, three lightly wounded.”

“Captain He Shan, a peak Rank Seven Battle General, was poisoned by a strange toxin and lost his right arm, but his life is temporarily out of danger.”

“The other severely wounded have also received immediate treatment and are being sent to the military general hospital.”

Lin Wei’s tone carried a hint of sorrow.

An elite Guardian squad had been almost completely decimated.

This loss was undeniably heavy.

Xiao Yan’s eyes grew even colder.

“Those captives, especially the leading black-robed Battle King, are to be strictly guarded. I will personally interrogate them.”

“Understood!”

Just then, the emergency room door suddenly opened, and a sweating battle medic quickly walked out.

“City Lord! Vice-Officer Lin!”

The battle medic saw Xiao Yan and Lin Wei, his expression anxious.

“Vice-Captain Bing Yu’s injuries are extremely tricky! That evil energy has already invaded her spiritual core and is rapidly devouring her spiritual power! Our conventional treatment methods are very difficult to completely clear!”

“If this continues, even if she survives, her spiritual core will inevitably suffer permanent damage, her cultivation will be completely crippled, and she might even… become a living dead person!”

The battle medic’s words made Lin Wei’s face turn pale.

Xiao Yan’s brows also furrowed tighter.

Damage to the spiritual core was the most fatal blow for any cultivator.

“Is there no other way?”

Lin Wei asked urgently.

The battle medic looked troubled.

“Unless… there is a strong person whose spiritual power far surpasses hers, who can forcibly strip that evil energy from her spiritual core with their own pure spiritual power. But this process is extremely dangerous; a slight mistake will not only fail to save the person, but the rescuer themselves might also suffer backlash.”

“Moreover, Vice-Captain Bing Yu’s spiritual core is extremely fragile right now, and cannot withstand too powerful a spiritual power impact.”

After hearing the battle medic’s words, Xiao Yan was silent for a moment.

Spiritual power stripping…

For him, it was not difficult.

His spiritual core, like a “spiritual sun,” its strength and purity were far beyond what ordinary Battle Kings could compare to.

Moreover, his control over spiritual power had reached an extremely refined level.

However…

He glanced into the emergency room, at the exquisitely beautiful woman lying on the operating table, fragile like a candle in the wind.

To save her meant that he needed to unreservedly extend his most core power into her spiritual sea of consciousness.

This would inevitably involve the deepest level of… soul contact.