Stronger from Earth

Wang Xuan contemplated the Sword Intent gifted by the Unparalleled Sword Immortal, which was the Sword Dao’s Demon Suppression Technique and was quite beneficial to him.

The wisdom of a top-tier Immortal is indeed a tremendous wealth for cultivation; it seems he will be busy for the next few days.

"Striking against the alien invasion is our duty, no need to say more words of gratitude," Wang Xuan humbly said.

As for the benefits promised to the Longevity Taoist by Celestial Sword Mountain, they will naturally be delivered promptly.

The development rights of one-tenth of the Canglan Realm and various treasures will all be handed over to Wang Xuan in the coming days.

If it weren’t for Wang Xuan, the losses they would suffer might be several times greater, and they would also have to bear many accountabilities once the truth is revealed.

"Taoist, do you think there’s a way to heal Qing Feng’s injuries?" Ziwei Immortal Monarch asked Wang Xuan with a beseeching look.

Wang Xuan glanced at Qing Feng, frowned, and said, "Not only has he lost all his cultivation, but his foundation is also severely damaged, having endured the Desirer’s torment; it’s hard to restore him to his former state."

Such injuries were unprecedented for him, considered the most serious case he had ever seen.

Upon hearing the words of the Immortal Martial Taoist, Sword Immortal Qingfeng felt his heart drop, almost unable to stand upright.

If even the Immortal Martial Taoist concluded this, he feared that he might truly be crippled for life.

Just a few days ago, he was a promising, flourishing Sword Cultivator, yet upon regaining consciousness, he was reduced to a useless state. How could he accept such a huge disparity?

Ziwei Immortal Monarch’s heart ached for his disciple.

Qing Feng had originally followed him here, unexpectedly caught amidst an unforeseen calamity, falling into the Desirer’s calculation and control.

Once a promising genius sword cultivator, he now became a wastrel, an outcome that undoubtedly invoked immense regret.

"The world is unpredictable; maybe this is just my fate," Qing Feng said with a wry smile, a death wish gradually rising in his heart.

Wang Xuan said, "Do not despair; although your injuries cannot be fully healed, recovering ninety-nine percent is entirely possible."

With his Path of Creation, he could not only heal Sword Immortal Qingfeng’s injuries but also replenish his lost potential.

"Recovering ninety-nine percent? That’s enough, that’s enough."

Upon hearing this, Sword Immortal Qingfeng immediately beamed with joy, shaking off his despondency and decay, feeling reinvigorated.

Never mind recovering ninety-nine percent, even being able to continue cultivating was already a tremendous blessing, let alone the subtle difference between ninety-nine percent recovery and full recovery.

"If you can heal Qing Feng, I will express my gratitude with generous gifts!" Ziwei Immortal Monarch solemnly stated, implying that such great kindness must be acknowledged not only in words but also through substantial tokens.

The ability to restore Sword Immortal Qingfeng, who bore such grave injuries, to nearly his former state was indeed an exceptional capability.

Besides the Immortal Martial Taoist, how many from the Earth Civilization could achieve this?

The somber atmosphere at Celestial Sword Mountain lightened up as the solution to Sword Immortal Qingfeng’s issue came to light, accompanied by occasional laughter.

In contrast, the descendants of the Dragon Race at Ten Thousand Dragon Nest wore expressions of gloom and melancholy.

This incident not only cost them dozens of True Dragons and hundreds of Flood Dragons but also the likes of the Half-Step Immortal patriarch Long Wudao.

With so few surviving forces in Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, losing so many lives in one go right at their doorstep was a heavy blow.

The peerless divine technique unleashed by Ten Thousand Dragon Nest was a priceless, foundational power, which was also used by the Desirer, becoming a sharp blade in the hands of the alien race.

Should the Great Saint return to find them defending their territory in such a manner, he might be furious enough to burn down the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest on the spot.

"Get yourself together; why wear such long faces? The sky hasn’t fallen yet!"

An elder dragon, coughing as he approached, was none other than Long Chengdao, the Great Saint of the Dragon Race’s brother.

In the battle with the Four Realms Alliance, despite being gravely wounded, he managed to secure a win, and his injuries were still extremely serious.

Upon hearing about the situation at Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, he disregarded his own injuries and rushed back from the hidden healing ground.

His grandson, Ao Kun, wept and said, "Great Ancestor, Ancestor Wudao, Uncle Long Yu, they’re all dead, all gone!"

Compared to the loss of the Dragon Race, the disgrace suffered by Ten Thousand Dragon Nest was even greater, not only occupied and unaware, but being used as a weapon against Earth Civilization.

Amid coughing, Long Chengdao’s body cracked open, blue ghostly light streaming within; he furrowed his brow and forcibly sealed the cracks again.

Long Chengdao sternly said, "Who does not die? Even Immortals face demise; why act like children, weeping incessantly?"

He called out to the dragons, "Raise your heads! This incident only highlights our lack of strength and wisdom, which led to the alien race’s scheming."

"But so what?"

"The exposure of the alien conspiracy is far better than us being ignorant and gradually devoured by the alien race!"

Compared to this, the revelation by the Immortal Martial Taoist, who captured the alien races, including the Desirer, in one fell swoop, was a far more favorable outcome.

If not for Wang Xuan, Ten Thousand Dragon Nest might have been in grave danger of annihilation.

Long Chengdao directed the Dragon Race clansmen to commence the restoration of Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, a difficult and prolonged process.

The alien race’s ruthless manipulation and destructive acts left deep scars on Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.

When Wang Xuan arrived at Ten Thousand Dragon Nest once more, Long Chengdao, accompanied by a group of Dragon Race descendants, appeared to greet him.

Those who previously rallied behind Long Wudao were now unsure of how to face Wang Xuan, with hearts filled with complex emotions.

"Ten Thousand Dragon Nest has failed to live up to everyone’s trust," Long Chengdao immediately bowed in apology, "If not for Immortal Martial Taoist, Ten Thousand Dragon Nest might not exist under the alien invasion."

Wang Xuan waved his hands repeatedly, refusing the formalities.

The Celestial Desolate Sword Venerable beside him reassured, "Brother Chengdao, despite the heavy toll, we recognize the Dragon Race’s sacrifices for Earth Civilization."

Wang Xuan said, "With you presiding over Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, I believe it will swiftly recover. We have come to offer help; just speak if there’s any need."

"Indeed, let us not dwell on the filth caused by the aliens. If help is needed, do not hesitate to ask," Celestial Desolate Sword Venerable sincerely added.

The parties, previously at odds, set aside differences and united to rebuild Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.

One by one, the members of the Dragon Race lined up as Wang Xuan combed through their bloodlines, then gifted them a draught of pills refined from the alien race.

Yes, those captured aliens all became Alchemy Ingredients for Wang Xuan.

"These pills, refined from alien flesh and blood, will enhance your bloodlines and cultivation once consumed,"

At this moment, Wang Xuan was akin to a physician, comforting the bodies and minds of these dragons.

Throughout the process, his Path of Time made slight advancements.

Half a day later, having finished his business, Wang Xuan bid farewell to Long Chengdao.

Long Chengdao remarked, "Your willingness to aid Ten Thousand Dragon Nest without holding grudges is a grace remembered in my heart."

He clapped his hands, and a group of dragons stepped forward carrying gifts.

"These are tokens of appreciation; we hope you won’t find them unworthy."