Chương 177: War God — Chapter 178 - Wang Xian: This Is Your Father?

In the room. As Wang Xian rapidly absorbed the malevolent qi from meridian after meridian, the middle-aged man's lusterless, gaunt cheeks finally showed a bit more life than half a month ago. Even the scales on his cheeks had noticeably diminished.

"Treatment's about 70 to 80 percent done..."

"Took a full half month..."

"Next, he just needs to slowly recuperate. Some malevolent qi has seeped too deep. Rooting it out will have to be a slow process." Wang Xian focused intently, observing the middle-aged man's condition. To be honest, it had taken a long time. This was a deep-stage beast cancer patient, and every meridian-opening session demanded his complete, undivided attention. No less intense than a thoroughly satisfying battle.

The slightest error, even a hairline crack in the condensed crystal wall, would only make things worse for the patient. Because during condensation, spirit malevolence is in a fluid state, which inherently accelerates the destruction of a warrior's body. Lying still like this, the spirit malevolence slowly eroding him, was manageable. But the moment external force is applied to attract it, the spirit malevolence's circulation speeds up.

Even though Wang Xian had extensive experience opening meridians, condensing a Yuan Force Crystal Wall inside someone else's meridians was only his second time. Previously, those two foreign warriors had given him his first experimental opportunity, yielding a conclusively viable result. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have planned to just dive right in like this. A moment passed. The door suddenly opened. Wang Xian didn't turn his head, continuing to absorb the spirit malevolence from the other's body.

He simply said:"A family member of the patient, right? The director told me you'd be returning today..."

"Just sit to the side and wait a moment. The treatment is almost finished." Before the door opened, he'd already heard a set of light footsteps. It couldn't be the director, nor the nursing staff here, so it had to be a family member of the patient. Though it did bring a subtle, elegant fragrance to Wang Xian's nose, one that felt somewhat familiar. But right now he was fully focused, with no time to dwell on it.

The newcomer quietly walked to the chair behind Wang Xian and sat down, a pair of beautiful eyes fixed intently on the two figures. Suddenly, Ye Miyue covered her mouth. She seemed about to let out a cry of surprise but stopped herself. Because she saw, on the hospital bed, her one and only family member in this world. He had been in a state of near-complete beastification, beyond saving.

Even the Spirit Pivot Physician they had called in had clearly informed her that she could start preparing for cremation by mid-year. Relying solely on specialty drugs from abroad simply couldn't sustain him. But now... Those beastification traits on his body had miraculously begun to disappear... If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. Especially the dense clusters of scales on his face. More than half were gone!

Ye Miyue's breathing gradually quickened. A faint blush rose to her cheeks. Whether from excitement or some other reason entirely.

"Although the beastification traits have disappeared, his beast cancer isn't fully cured yet." Wang Xian slowly withdrew one hand, keeping the other in a continuous state of absorption.

"If you want a complete cure, he'll still need time to recover. And once he wakes, he'll need to practice a special breathing technique." Unlike those two foreign warriors, to maintain meridian vitality, especially the Yuan Force Crystal Wall within the body, he would also need the Primordial Chaos Breathing Technique to maintain meridian strength and activate the body's potential. Only then could the spirit malevolence in his body be fully drawn into the meridians.

However, once he woke, this middle-aged man's martial talent would probably be gone. If he wanted to walk the martial path, he could likely only take the old martial arts route. And for a full recovery, it would take at least a year or two.

"After this, I suggest you transfer him to a major hospital in Rong City. It would be better to have professional care." Wang Xian slowly withdrew his other hand. At this moment, the middle-aged man's two arms, which had been in a clawed form, gradually shifted back into human hands. By and large, the overall beastification traits had gone from severe to mild.

In truth, if there were medicine primarily refined from insect glue, with boosted medicinal potency and combined with the breathing technique, he could recover even faster and condense an even sturdier Yuan Force Crystal Wall. As it stood, he was now out of life-threatening danger. After withdrawing his hand, Wang Xian carefully observed the middle-aged man once more, feeling fairly satisfied. Only, before he could turn around, he heard a sob:"Thank you."

"You're too kind..." Wang Xian froze. This time, he recognized the voice. But just as he turned around, Ye Miyue could no longer hold back and threw herself at him.

"..." Wang Xian. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the middle-aged man on the bed, and suddenly everything clicked.

'So this is why that little lass Ye Miyue in my past life inexplicably gave me that portrait...'

'I originally thought maybe she had a crush on me or something...' The soft, warm, fragrant figure in his arms made Wang Xian feel a bit awkward. So, this was the reason.

"Is this your father?" Wang Xian asked.

"Mm..."

"You knew it was me all along?" Wang Xian recalled how he had come to this sanatorium every year since starting high school.

"Mm. You didn't leave your name here, but the director described your appearance to me..." Ye Miyue's eyes were slightly red, her expression bashful.

"In my first year of high school, I already knew it was you at school."

"In my second year, I secretly saw you coming here from one of the sanatorium rooms..."

"By senior year, my father couldn't hold on any longer and could only maintain daily palliative care... The specialty drugs from abroad were extremely expensive. I couldn't afford them. It wasn't until winter break of senior year, after I signed the contract with the Heavenly Blade Club and received a large sum of money, that I could buy them."

"Back then, although Minister Zheng signed the contract with me, I knew that there was actually only one spot. He didn't sign you, who had the best grades, but instead released it to our martial class. It must have been you who deliberately gave it to us."

"If I hadn't had that money..." Wang Xian mused to himself that the sum wasn't even that much. Buying specialty drugs for your father. So you probably didn't buy many cultivation resources in the second semester either, right? With a taboo-level talent and no resources, your life force still reached that level back then. Now that he thought about it, it really was absurdly impressive.

"Go see your father." Wang Xian gently pushed Ye Miyue away and pointed to the man on the bed.

"Since he's your father, that's even better. When he wakes up, I won't need to explain anything."

"You can tell him yourself." Hearing this, Ye Miyue's face flushed even redder. Her dew-brimmed eyes stole a light glance at Wang Xian, and she said somewhat bashfully:"Tell him what..."

"..."

"What I mean is," Wang Xian said, speechless, "when your father wakes up, teach him the breathing technique I taught you."

"What are you thinking about?"

"..." Ye Miyue. In an instant, she was so embarrassed that even her neck turned completely red.

"Get out..."

"Hurry, get out..." Ye Miyue buried her head and pushed Wang Xian, shoving him out of the room. Ye Miyue leaned against the door, using her palm to calm her chest. Only after she had barely steadied herself did she walk to the bedside. She took a deep breath. Ye Miyue looked at her father, whose breathing was gradually steadying. Especially at those faintly fluttering eyelids. She said softly:"Dad, he saved me again."

"So many times now..."

"In freshman year, without that donation..."

"In senior year, without that contract..."

"And now, as a college freshman, without him, next year I might have only been able to see you in the cemetery over there..."

"This semester, he even gave me a sword... Look..."

"This one! Isn't it beautiful!" Ye Miyue took the sword case off her back and, with a hint of pride, said, "Even my master said this is a very fine weapon! Not even those master craftsmen could necessarily forge a sword case so perfectly suited for me!" She showed off to her father, pouring her heart out. ➤ Next: How About I Be Your Sword Sheath?